Right Here All Along
Chapter 8
It was the week before our wedding and I was sick.
We'd just moved into the house, so we were thinking it was the dust still settling and my nerves over not just the wedding, but my movie that would start filming immediately after, during our honeymoon.
"Bells, you don't look so well." Emmett said Saturday morning.
"It's just stress. I've got so much on my plate." I assured him.
"OK. I don't want you to get out of bed. I've got to run into school and fill out forms that I won't be here to do over the summer and to add you as my wife." He smiled, leaned down and kissed my forehead.
I stayed in bed and slept the day away.
"Bells, wake up babe." Emmett kissed me softly.
"My dad is coming over in a little while to check on you." He whispered.
"Ugh! Em, come on. Really?" I rolled away from him.
"Bella. This has gone on long enough. You can't keep anything down and you've slept all day!" Emmett snapped.
I climbed out of bed and stumbled a little bit. "Do not yell at me Emmett! I won't stand for it. I'm stressed and this is not helping." I took off to the bathroom and started dry heaving.
"I'm sorry. Damn it, I'm trying to take care of you and I'm actually hurting you, I'm sorry." He rubbed my back.
I sat on the floor and cried. "I'm sorry that I'm so emotional. This is just added stress I DON'T need, we don't need right now." I shook my head.
After showering and drinking some hot tea, Emmett helped me on to the couch to wait for his dad.
He rubbed my feet and I must have dosed off, next thing I know Carlisle is waking me up.
"Bella, wake up I need to check your vitals." He whispered softly.
Carlisle checked everything and noted my BP was up a little.
"Bella, I'm going to give you medicine to help with the vomiting, I don't think its stress that's causing that and it's not the flu." He sighed.
"OK, then what is it?" I asked.
"I have a theory." He smiled.
"Don't keep it to yourself dad." Emmett snarked.
"I think Bella might be pregnant." He beamed.
"What?" Emmett came around before me.
"I'll need to do a urine and blood test for sure." He informed us.
"OK, let's go!" Emmett helped me up.
"Whoa! I just got off work. You two come in tomorrow morning and we'll do it in my office, I'll have results back within half an hour." Carlisle assured.
"OK, we'll be there first thing in the morning dad." Emmett shook his hand and walked him out. I broke down in tears.
"Babe, what's wrong?" Emmett came and wrapped me in his big bear arms.
"I-I just can't believe it." I cried.
"Believe what? That we're going to be parents. I think it's great!" Emmett beamed.
"No, I can't believe I'm getting a second chance at being a mother after what I did." I whispered.
Emmett picked me up and sat me on his lap, running his hands over my arms.
"Babe, just relax! You did nothing wrong when you were younger. You did what you thought was right. You were young, scared and alone." Emmett reassured.
"I just want this with you so bad, I didn't know I did, but I do. I love you so much, I want to give you everything you deserve and so much more." I smiled through my tears.
"That's supposed to be my line." He kissed me.
"If this is real, I want to wait until after our honeymoon to tell anyone. I want It to be our little secret." I smiled.
"Anything you want, I'll give it to you." He laid me on the couch and kissed me slowly, one thing leading to another.
"Bella, feeling any better?" Carlisle asked as we walked in.
"No, I was still dry heaving." I sighed.
"OK, let's get these tests done and then work out a plan to get you healthy." Carlisle smiled.
"Dad, we want to keep this quiet until after the honeymoon. We need to get Bella well enough to do that." Emmett smiled.
"That should be easy enough. We can pass it off as nerves, happens all the time. And Bella is under enough stress that it might work." Carlisle agreed.
After drawing the blood and taking the urine sample, Carlisle ordered a light snack for us and to see if I could hold it down.
"Bella, little sips of ginger ale will work wonders for you. As will saltines, keep them by your bed, have Emmett get them before you even sit up in the morning. This will help." He smiled.
There was a knock on the door and Carlisle stood up to answer it, thanking the tech on the other side for the results.
"OK, here's the moment of truth." He waved the card in his hand.
"Well?" Emmett asked.
"According to the levels you're pregnant. Until I get an ultrasound, I won't know how far. I'm guessing about 2 months." He smiled. "Congratulations!"
Emmett picked me up and spun me around.
"Stop! Gonna lose it!" I yelled.
"Oh shit! Sorry!" he hugged me close and kissed me.
"Thanks so much dad. We owe you." Emmett hugged him too.
"Come back on Friday, I'll have the ultrasound machine brought in and we can see what's going on." He informed and escorted us out of the office and home to rest.
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