White lips, pale face,
Breathing the snow flakes,
Burnt lungs, sour taste,
"Gabriella," Carlisle called after her. "You have to come back to Forks with us."
"After Edward yelled at me?" She asked.
"About that," he sighed. "Edward said he's sorry."
"Well, sorry isn't good enough," she half yelled.
"Gabriella," he said, trying to calm her down. "Edward is sorry. But I think your gonna have to come with me."
"Fine!" She said, getting into the car.
"By the way," he said. "we have made you a cabin in the woods. Where you and Edward are going to be living together. After the transformation is completed."
"You mean I am going to live for a hundred of years?" She asked.
"Yes," he replied. "You are. Tommy wouldn't want you to die."
"Of course," she answered. "He wouldn't. Because he trusted me to stay alive."
Meanwhile back in Albuquerque.
"Troy," Sharpay called. "Was arrested for almost killing Gabriella apparently. But this time he won't be able to escape from prison, until he stops trying to kill her."
"Since when have you become so nice?" Ryan asked.
"Pay attention," she yelled. "I said that Troy Bolton has to stop trying to kill Gabriella. Now known as to be hanging around with the Cullen s now."
Light's gone, days end,
Struggling to pay rent,
Long nights, strange men,
"I know," he said. "We haven't from her in months. Since Christmas."
"Which reminds me," she answered. "Isn't Christmas suppose to be coming up in 83 days?"
"Yes," he replied. "We need to be getting Christmas presents for our friends and family. Even Gabriella has to get one."
"So what, would Taylor want for Christmas?" She asked.
"We could always by her a mobile phone?" He questioned.
"And why would she want a new phone?" She asked, confused.
"I overheard her talking to the cheerleaders at lunchtime," He stated. Or had he been eavesdropping on her.
"Were you eavesdropping on her?" She asked, curiously
"No," he lied. "I wasn't eavesdropping. I was just passing through."
"Oh," she said, picking up her bag.
Meanwhile in Forks.
"Do you know if Troy is still after Gabriella?" Rosalie asked. "Cause I have a plan."
"No," carlisle replied. "He's still in prison. For trying to kill her."
"Carlisle," Alice called. "If he's in prison, how comes he's not still on the run?"
"Now that's a question he can't answer," Edward yelled. "Only the police can answer that. Meanwhile, Gabriella's still on bed rest."
"But she can have a say in this conversation," Alice shouted. "Since this is all about her."
"Enough," Carlisle yelled, put his hand up to stop her. "Alice, why don't you go hunting. Your good at that."
She huffed and left to go hunting with Jasper.
"What's wrong with Alice?" A voice said, as she sat up.
"Nothing," Edward said. "She's just mad at someone. That's all."
And they say,
She's in class,
A team,
Stuck in her daydream,
"Mad at who?" She asked curiously.
"Mad at Troy Bolton," he honestly said. "and also you're still mad at me."
"I'm not mad at you anymore," she calmly said. "I've forgiven you."
"You've forgiven me?" He asked.
"Yes," she said, taking a deep breath. "I have forgiven you. I mean if I wasn't going to forgive you, what kind of girlfriend would I be?"
"A terrible one," he repeated. "A terrible girlfriend to not forgive me."
"Exactly," she replied. "I'll be one of those girls who would never ever forgive a boyfriend, and I sure have forgiven you, Edward."
"Well," he said. "Thank you, Gabriella, for forgiving me."
"No problem," she smiled, as she kissed him.
"It's also time for you to go to sleep," he said, once she laid herself down on the couch.
"Edward," Carlisle called. "I'm watching her tonight, so you can go and hunt."
Carlisle was right, to let Edward hunt. He hadn't hunted in weeks. Since they had been taking care of Gabriella.
"Carlisle," she whispered. "Do you think I'm going to be okay, after the baby is born?"
"Of course," he said. "You will be. Because Edwards going to change you after the baby is born. Even if you do die in child-birth..."
"You'll be right by my side," She said, beginning to fall asleep.
"Gabby," he said. "You should get some sleep, and you only have up until December, until the baby's finally here. In your arms, but you do look like your about to give birth."
Been this way since eighteen,
But lately her face seems,
Slowly sinking, wasting,
Crumbling like pastry,
"Okay," She said. "So I might be giving this November?"
"Yes," he sighed. "You might be."
"You're the only one who knows that I might be giving birth." She said, as she heard a gasp.
"And Alice knows it as well," he added. "Unfortunately."
"So Alice knows?" She asked.
"Of course," he said. "She does know..." he trailed off, as she fell asleep.
He laid her down, and touched her stomach. "You really are a November baby, and your father knows it."
"Of course," Alice said. "Their father does know."
"What do you mean by 'their'?" He asked, confused.
"She's carrying two half-human babies," she said. "And we can even hear their heart beat."
"Why didn't she tell us sooner?" He asked.
"Because she was fainting a lot," Rosalie explained. "She thought it was best to keep it from us, but she must tell Edward before he gets mad."
Not that it mattered. But it did matter to Edward. When he finally came back from hunting. He noticed that everyone was staring at him. In a glare.
"Why are you all staring at me like that?"
"Because we got some..." Alice trailed of, as Jasper' s hand covered her mouth.
"Carlisle," he said, flying his over onto him. "What is going on?"
"Edward," he sighed. "Can you hear?"
"Hear what?" He asked, curiously.
"Listen," he said. "feel it."
"Why can I hear two heart beats?" He asked.
"Because Gabriella' s carrying twins," he explained. "That's what Alice was trying to tell you."
And they scream,
The worse things come free,
To us.
Cause we're all under the upper hand,
"She's carrying twins?" He asked, surprised.
"She really is," Carlisle repeated. "She really is."
"They need you, Edward," he said. "And when their born this November, they'll need their father and mother to look after them together."
"And Gabriella needs me," he added.