Chapter 8: Action

Nessie's POV

Time went by rather quickly with my newfound family. Words could not even begin to describe how happy I was to finally have a family. A place to call home. I was surrounded by people that seemed to actually value me as a person.

They all treated me like family. They didn't care at all that I was just some stranger kid that lived on the streets all of my life. They didn't care that I was a wanted criminal. They didn't even care that I was pregnant. They just took me in without even caring what kind of baggage I had with me.

As for Noah and Naomi, well they were welcomed with open arms. The Cullens loved them and they loved the Cullens. All I knew is that for the first time in a long time I felt like I really was a part of a family.

I woke up one morning with a shooting pain in my abdomenen. It was one of the most painful things I had ever felt in my life. I could feel my baby girl moving around so I assumed everything was fine. I was seven months pregnant now so I still had two months left before I gave birth.

When I was absolutely certain that I was fine I got out of bed. I walked down the flight of stairs where I found the rest of the family waiting for me.

"Hey Nessie" Alice began. "We were wondering if you could leave for the day"

'"What? Why?" I asked, the confusion was evident in my voice.

"Oh you'll find out later" she said a bit mischievously.

The knowing looks on the rest of the Cullen's faces told me that they all knew exactly what was going on.

"What is going on?" I asked.

"Oh nothing" Bella said, but I could see right through her. There was definitely something going on.

"Listen Nessie" Carlisle said. "We do need you to leave for the day. I'm going to give you some money for cab of bus fare and any other expenses. Go enjoy yourself, just be back by 4pm and not a minute earlier. Understand?"

"Yeah sure" I said.

I gathered up my belongings, a purse and cell phone that they had given me, and left. I walked to the nearest bus stop and waited. As I waited I felt another really sharp pain in my stomach. I didn't think much of it though. I got on the bus and paid my fare. I already had a few places in mind that I wanted to go to. I also wanted to avoid the areas where I'm really well known. I didn't want the police coming after me now.

What I really wanted to do was shop for baby stuff. Carlisle had given me $500, which for some absurd reason they considered chump change. As the day went by the pains continued to get worse and worse. I started to wonder if I should just go back already, but I decided not too. It was too early. I had been specifically told not to go back home until 4pm.

I looked at my watch and realized that it was only 12pm. I would still have to wait. When I was done with the stores that I had wanted to go to I decided to risk going further into Seattle where I was more likely to be recognized.

I breathed a huge sigh of relief when no one immediately recognized me when I got off of the bus. I stopped an ice cream parlor and purchased some ice cream. I nearly doubled over in pain when I sat down at a park bench to eat the ice cream. I was starting to get worried that something was wrong.

"Hey! It's her!" I heard someone scream. I turned around and immediately panicked when I saw that it was a cop. Oh hell!

I got up and ran as fast as I could. I definitely was not able to run as fast as I used to be able to. I was even slower then I was just one short month ago. That didn't stop me from giving it a try though. I refused to get arrested. I had never gotten caught before and I don't plan on changing that any time soon.

Outrunning the police definitely used to be a lot easier, now it was anything but easy. The pain only made this more complicated as well. The pain was enough to nearly make me almost fall over in pain a few times.

I was able to find places to hide a few times. Yet somehow I kept getting discovered. I looked at my watch and realized that I had been running for approximately three hours now. It was already 4pm. The time that the Cullens had wanted me to come back.

I found an abandoned building to hide in. Lucky for me I was sure that the police hadn't seen me come in. All I suddenly felt like I had no energy at all. So I sat down while I tried to decide what the best thing to do would be. I felt another, sharp stabbing pain in my abdomen.

Then I realized something else. My legs felt unusually wet. Not just sweat, but it was like I had peed myself, which I knew that I had not done.

Could this mean that I was in labor already? But it was too soon! I still had two months to go! The pain was getting really bad. It was so bad that I could not even get up to move. I looked for my phone only to realize that I did not have my phone on me. Great. Just great. Now I can't even call anyone to tell them what was happening. All I could do was sit there in pain as the hours passed.

Soon it was already 8pm. I was tired, hungry, thirsty, and in extreme pain.

I heard someone opening the door followed by a voice that sounded oddly like Carlisle's calling my name frantically.

"I'm over here" I said, weakly.

Almost instantly he was by my side hugging me. "Nessie you had us all scared to death young lady! W-"

"Carlisle I think something is wrong. I've been in a lot of pain all day and it's only gotten worse"

"Pain? Where?" he asked, going to doctor mode almost immediately.

"My stomach" I said. "It's really bad"

"Oh no. This is not good" he said.

"What is it?" I asked him, sounding equally worried as he did.

"Nessie I think you're in labor. Why didn't you call me and tell me that something was wrong sooner?" he asked me.

"I didn't think about it I guess. But it's too soon for the baby to be born. I mean, I'm only 7 months pregnant" I said, tears falling out of my eyes from the pain.

"That's what has me worried. Your labor is premature-"

I screamed out in pain as the worst shooting pain hit me.

Almost immediately Carlisle started to remove my pants and my underwear. "Nessie I'm sorry but I'm going to have to exam you right here and see how far along your labor is. You might not have a choice but to deliver right here"

He took his time examining me down there. The worried look on his face grew even more worried looking. Which naturally made me even worried.

"Nessie, premature birth isn't the only problem that you have now. The baby is in a breech position"

"I don't understand. What does that mean?" I asked him.

"Typically when babies are born they come out head first. When a baby is in a breech position it is any position other then head first. From what I can see your baby is presenting herself feet first. Right now it looks like she is stuck. I'm going to have to perform an emergency c section to get her out safely"

This was not good.

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