Bella's Point of View

As we pulled into the grand driveway to Emmett's house, I felt a lump in my throat. It is a large, graceful house, rectangular and well-proportioned, painted a faded white. The southern wall is almost entirely made of glass, with a view of the Calawah river. It is three stories tall, with a deep porch that wraps around the front of the house which is painted white. The kind of luxurious home you might think a famous person would live in.

I turned to Emmett with a raised brow.

He met my gaze with a puzzled look. "What is it, you look like you're going to be sick."

"I didn't expect this," I gestured towards the house. "Do you have a butler too?"

He rolled his eyes, a small smirk coming to his face. "No, no butlers. It's not that big of a deal. We are a big family; we needed a big place. Believe it or not, this place wasn't much to look at, at first. My mother restored this whole house, to something a bit more… modern."

I bobbed my head a bit, deliberating if I even wanted to get out of the car. If I did end up getting sick again, I didn't want to puke my guts out in this beautiful house. But before I could think any further into it Emmett was already around the car and opening my door. His hands went to the seatbelt, unhooking me from the seat before holding a handout for me.

"Come on, we aren't going inside just yet. We are going to take a little walk." He replied, his expression soured again. Whatever he wanted to tell me, I could sense his apprehension. It made me nervous.

I swallowed, but my mouth was dried up. "Alright," I took his hand to hop down from the Jeep. He kept staring at me as we walked. I felt a bit self-conscious, the gaze was so intense. Raw with conflicting emotions. Turmoil reflected in his topaz eyes. My own thoughts were a jumbled mess. Full of questions. What was he going to tell me? That's what I wanted to know the most. As excited as I was, there was a certain level of anxiety. What if it was something so horrendous that I would run from him screaming? I'm not sure that would be possible. I couldn't imagine he would ever be capable of being that awful of a person. Nothing would make me change my mind about him. Didn't he realize that?

We walked hand in hand around the back of his house, to a thick stretch of everglades. We followed a dirt path, although the terrain was rough. Tree roots, huge rocks, knee high weeds sprouted on both sides of the path. I tripped a few times, but Emmett kept me on my feet. He cracked a smile each time my foot found something to stumble over.

"Would you like me to carry you? I'd like to make it to the clearing with you in one piece." His tone was a bit lighter; he was teasing me. That was a good sign. He was starting to calm down his nerves a bit.

I snorted, throwing him a look. "Very funny. I am quite capable of walking, thank you."

"Fair enough, just thought I'd offer," He shrugged. "It isn't much farther."

We walked on for a while in silence, I looked around distracted by the scenic trail. I wasn't a very active person. But this was a pretty peaceful walk. The air felt fresher, the birds were chirping in the distance. Every once in a while, you could hear the sounds of water flowing. Everything was so green. Nothing like Arizona. All the unique plant-life and wildflowers were all new to me. The sun was beginning to break away from the clouds, it was a rare sighting of the sunlight. I paused for a moment, in the direct path of a ray of sunlight that found its way through the mess of forest.

Emmett paused as well, watching me closely. His golden eyes smoldered. My heart raced as a smile came to his face. He stayed in the cover of shadows.

"You are really beautiful," He said softly.

My face ignited. I shifted my gaze away from him, still not used to receiving compliments like that. I continued walking, hiding the smile on my face. I could feel him walking closely behind me, but suddenly he took my hand, making me stop. I turned to him fully, taking in the passionate look in his eyes.

"What, do you think I'm joking?" He lightly placed a hand on my cheek, his finger rolled down to my chin, using a soft motion to lift my chin up to meet his eyes. "I assure you; I mean that. You are gorgeous."

A shiver rolled down my spine, I chewed my bottom lip as I felt my legs getting weak. "I believe you. I just… don't see it. I'm so… plain."

He frowned now, his other hand moving down my side to rest on my hip. "You couldn't be more wrong Bella. I wish you could see what I see."

"I'm nothing… compared to Rosalie." I muttered quietly. "I could never be like her."

"That's good, I wouldn't want you to be anything like Rosalie." He said, shaking his head slowly. "I want Isabella Swan. Now and forever. Do you think you can handle that?"

I nodded dizzily, almost unable to believe what he was saying, a smile crept across my face. The urge to throw my arms around him was strong, but I held back. I knew there was more that had to be said. Tension still lingered in his body as he gently let me go. "It's just up here," He just kept my hand.

We walked until we reached a grand pond. Trees thinned out; sun was shining over the water. A breeze rolled past us, bringing a scent of lilies. It was so quiet and so beautiful. We walked until we made it to the edge of the pound. The water was so clear, I could spot a few fish swimming around.

"This is amazing," I said, turning to Emmett. But as I looked at him, I froze, his skin was glistening like a million diamonds. I rubbed my eyes for a minute before looking again. But it didn't change. He was glowing. Vibrantly. He was even more handsome.

My hand went out hesitantly.

He nodded, watching with tense eyes.

I lightly ran my hand over his arm. "Incredible. How is it possible?"

Emmett gathered a breath. "This marks me as something different. Not human, like you." He waited for my response. I digested his words cautiously, keeping my hand on him. My instant reaction was to laugh. Obviously, he was joking with me. But the dead serious face he had made me think twice. I didn't feel fear, but deeper confusion. His words made sense but didn't at the same time.

Charlie's words ran through my head. The La Push people think the Cullens are vampires. But that couldn't be right.

"S-so you are vampires?" I muttered quietly. "As in, you drink blood…"

Emmett's eyes widened a bit, pulling his arm from me a little. "You already knew about it?" He looked startled.

I let my arm drop to my side. My heart was beating so loud I could swear he could hear it. "No, I didn't. It was just something Charlie mentioned…"

Now he looked panicked. "Wait, Charlie knows about us too?" He began to pace, looking a bit unhinged. "We will have to move."

"No, just wait one second." I got in the middle of his pacing, putting my hands to his chest. He stopped, but his expression brought a pinch to my chest. "The townspeople of La Push told Charlie about your family being vampires, but he doesn't believe it. He strongly doesn't believe it. And neither did I."

He exhaled noisily, his entire body relaxing a bit. "The La Push people huh, figures." His eyes narrowed a bit. "Well, I was hoping to tell you this, in a more… well-thought-out way…"

I made a face at him, folding my arms across my chest. "You want me to believe that? That you and your family are vampires." Even saying the words out loud sounded ridiculous. But there was a small part of me that believed his every word. I just wasn't sure if I could wrap my head around it.

"Well, look at my skin, isn't that enough to convince you?" He frowned slightly.

"It could be a rare skin condition," I shrugged my shoulders.

He scoffed, but casually walked over to a large oak tree, glancing back to make sure I was still watching him, before striking the tree with one hit. The sound was deafening. The trunk splintered into pieces, crushed completely by the force of the punch. I watched in astonishment as the tree slowly fell to the Earth. Snapping and breaking any other trees surrounding it.

My entire body trembled, but not out of fear, but of sheer shock. I continued watching with wide eyes as he ripped a huge chunk of wood off the fallen tree and began working it in his hands, as if it was clay. He strolled back over, gently handing me over a highly detailed sculpture of a swan. It was beautiful. Perfectly sculpted and in mere seconds. He had details in the eyes and feathers, he managed to give it various forms of textures, to the delicate wings to the rough feet.

"It's a swan," He smiled softly. "Get it?"

Like my last name. I knew this was his way of lightening the mood a little and I was thankful. My mind was going in all different directions. All I could do was laugh. Words escaped me. I never in my life thought something like vampires could possibly exist. I had a thousand questions.

"I do," I said, holding tightly to the wooden swan. "I just… can't believe it…"

"Do I have to give you more proof?"

I shook my head. "No, it's not that. I mean… is there more, what else can you do?"

"Well, I can run pretty fast," He offered. "Although not as fast as Edward." Suddenly Emmett went running at a speed that left me completely breathless. I turned around in a circle trying to spot him. When I couldn't find him, I heard a hoot from the other side of the lake.

He had made it to the other side of the lake faster than I could blink and returned, standing right in front of me. The abruptness caught me off balance, I stumbled a bit, but he caught me. His eyes clouded with concern.

"Am I scaring you?"

"No, you're making me dizzy," I laughed.

A huge smile came to his face now as he wrapped his arms completely around me, I was vividly aware of his hands. So strong and cold. My body seemed to fit perfectly against his. Although he towered over me, probably a whole foot. My head was positioned perfectly over the center of his chest.

I leaned my head in, searching for a heartbeat and finding none. We stood like this for a while. His hands slid up and down my back gently. "It may sound like there is nothing in there," He started, nodding down to where his heart should be. "But I promise you, it's there and it belongs only to you, Bella."

I felt tears come to my eyes, but hid my face in his chest, hugging myself onto him a little tighter. "I've done nothing to deserve it." I muttered quietly.

"You always seem to get these things backwards," He chuckled. "It's me that has to work towards deserving you. I just hope you can forgive me." A look of sorrow crossed his face.

With some hesitation I moved my face to touch his cheek. He seemed to freeze at my touch, but relaxed just as quickly, leaning into my hand. "What is there to forgive? You haven't done anything."

"Wrong again," He sighed, sliding his hand over me to take it and plant a kiss on the top of it. "Before I tell you this… I need you to know, I'm in love with you, I don't plan on letting anyone else take my spot. I want to be with you. Every day, every second. And I'm not going to let anything, or anyone hurt you." His eyes traveled down my body, lingering on my stomach.

My heart sprang at his words and a blanket of blush crept across my cheeks. If it wasn't for the fact of Emmett holding me in place, I would have been on the ground. I couldn't feel my legs. I felt like I was floating. "I feel the same way, and nothing is going to change that. Ever. I love you too." I whispered quietly.

Relief colored his face, before he slowly leaned down, his eyes flickering to my lips. "I can't help it… I've been wanting to do this since that night we met."

My breath caught in my throat for a second, before closing my eyes. I inched forward just a little. But as his lips came in contact with mine, fireworks danced between us. Like before, electricity rolled down my body. His lips were so smooth and perfect. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, he responded naturally lifting me up for me to wrap my legs around his waist. Our kiss deepened, turning more passionate. My hormones were going crazy. Blood boiled under my skin, burned in my lips. I couldn't get enough. He responded with equal enthusiasm.

But as we broke apart, he peppered kisses down my neck, breathing in deeply with a sigh of relief. "So much better than I remembered." He murmured.

I laughed weakly, clinging to him, opening my eyes again to see an impish grin on his face. "Isn't it hard… to be around me… With the whole drinking blood thing?"

He looked at me with controlled amusement. "I guess it usually does take some control normally with humans. But for some reason, when I smell the scent of your blood, it doesn't cause any pain, or any urge to feed."

I frowned slightly. "Is there something wrong with me?"

Emmett laughed now, shaking his head as he snuck a kiss on the top of my head. "There isn't anything wrong with you. I'm the freak."

"Is it like that with the others? I mean does my blood not… tempt them either?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "They said your blood smells a bit more fragrant and delicate, then most others. But it still produces the same level of pain as any other human."

That's weird. I wonder why that was. Why was it different for Emmett? There was still so much more that I wanted to know. But I could see Emmett's demeanor change once again as his eyes locked on my stomach.

"Unfortunately, there is more to be said. I'm not sure how you are going to react. But please, just hear me out. It's going to be okay." He said slowly.

"Now I'm worried," I frowned.

Lightly he moved us back to the edge of the pound to sit down. The sun was still shining brightly overhead. Emmett's skin continued to sparkle and glow. It was mesmerizing. He sat down next to me and held my hand. Silence fell between us for a while. A hard look was on his face.

"You know… We had sex… about two weeks ago, right?" He glanced at me warily.

I sighed, feeling my cheeks warm. "How could I possibly forget about that?"

A smirk crossed his lips for only a second. "And it only takes one time… for something to happen." He nodded towards my stomach.

"Not you too. You really think I'm pregnant?" I dismissed the thought instantly.

"Bella, this isn't me suggesting that it's a possibility - because before this afternoon I didn't even know it was possible. I'm telling you, that you are." His brows pulled together.

"It's not possible Emmett,"

"If this were a normal pregnancy, between a human couple I would agree with you. After only two weeks, you wouldn't be having symptoms just yet. But Bella… I felt movement in your stomach when I had taken you to the nurse's office. I can… hear the heartbeat."

I felt my jaw drop as my hands instantly went down to rest on my stomach. I waited, feeling my heart race. And only after about a full minute passing, I felt a light fluttering. Like a pair of butterfly wings, bouncing against the wall of my stomach. "No… no way… this can't be happening."

Emmett waited, slowly rubbing my thigh. He hung his head in shame. "I'm so, so sorry Bella. I never meant for this to happen…" His tone was thick of worry.

All of this information was too much for my brain to handle. I felt like I was going to pass out. But I held onto my sanity for a moment. "I'm going to have a partially vampire baby…"

It sounded like something out of a horror movie. But I didn't really get any negative feelings. How could I? There was a life growing inside of me. I was going to become a mother. It's something I never thought about. Especially at this age. But I was never opposed to the thought. And with Emmett as the father… who cares for me, what do I have to worry about?

"No, you don't have to give birth to it. My father doesn't think it would be safe for you to carry it. He can have you come into the hospital to… remove it…" Emmett sighed, looking away from me.

Pain began to erupt in my chest. I glared at him, tears falling down over my cheeks. Suddenly I was enraged by his comment. How dare he say something like that… His sweet words and promises of forever… but he didn't want his own child?

"I thought you said… you loved me." I spit.

His eyes widened, quickly he wrapped his arms around me. He was too strong for me to fight against. But I tried. He curled me into his lap, stroking the back of my hair. I sobbed quietly into the crook of his neck. "Shh, I do love you. More than anything in the world. That's why I said it. If it means I have to choose between you and the baby… I choose you Bella. And I'm sorry if that sounds cruel."

He didn't mean that, did he? The look on his face was just as pained as mine. His finger swept the tears from my eyes. I had to wait for a minute to get myself under control.

"This baby is growing inside of me. This baby is part of me. And you. It's something we didn't try to do… but we created something. A family. And I'm not about to let that go."

Emmett swallowed hard, lowering his head again. "It's not that I don't want to have the baby. It's just… I'm really scared. That's putting it lightly. I'm terrified. I just found you. The real love of my life. And in an instant, you could be ripped away from me."

I closed my eyes, wiping at my nose. "I'm scared too, but Emmett I know I can do this. I'm strong. Have some faith in me, okay. Don't give up on us."

I couldn't tell what was going through Emmett's head. But he remained silent. Time passed by sluggishly as I waited for his response. After a while, I took his hand and lightly placed it on my stomach. His eyes shot down to where our hands rested. We waited for a while. And finally, when I thought, it wasn't going to happen, the fluttering returned, a little stronger than before. I don't know how I hadn't noticed this before.

There was a moment of pure joy that came to his face. A brilliant smile pulled at his lips. Suddenly his shoulders slumped. "Alright, let's talk with Carlisle about all this. Maybe we can come up with some ideas to lessen the risks of the baby hurting you… or worse."

I felt like I would explode with happiness and relief. My body relaxed more in his lap. I leaned up to timidly kiss his cheek. Emmett gave me a half-hearted smile.

"Thank you," I breathed.

Emmett sighed. "I'm beginning to think there is nothing I wouldn't do, just to see that smile. I just hope I don't end up regretting this."

A/N: Thanks for reading! If you are enjoying this new idea for a story, let me know in a review. Thanks again!