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Chapter Thirty-Five

"There's a fourth door!" She screamed as she finally woke up. The panicked look in her eyes made me jump and the venom in my mouth pool as there was some sort of unseen danger troubling my mate. I swallowed back the venom, knowing that the only danger was in her mind.

"A fourth what, my Bella?" I asked her, holding her even tighter against me.

"There was a fourth—blurrrggg!" Her head turned to the side to expel more bile from her stomach. I placed my hand over her stomach and rubbed it, hoping it would soothe her.

"Try to breathe, my Bella," I whispered into her ear, ignoring the burning smell that plagued my nose. She had already vomited before she awoke, covering both of us. The smell was slightly intense, but Bella needed my attention right now so I was able to tolerate it for the time being.

"T-the f-fourth door," She said again when she stopped vomiting.

I rubbed her back in the way that I knew she liked. "It is alright my Bella."

Her jaw was quivering as she finally stopped vomiting. She was shaking, cold from being covered in the bile she just vomited onto herself. I lifted her in my arms, knowing she needed the hot spring's soothing water.

Her hands shook as she dug her nails into my chest. "E-Edward there was a f-fourth door."

"What is a door?" I asked her; I wished I knew what she was talking about, because I was completely lost.

She finally looked up at me, but her eyes were not hers. They were wild and full of fear, reminding me too much of the prey I often hunted when it was cornered. The look was unsettling.

"M-my dream," She said, her nostrils wide as she sucked in the chilly night air. "I-I was d-dreaming."

"You had a night terror?" I asked her as I slowly sunk both of us into the hot spring.

"N-no," She said, her jaw still quivering. "I-I was in your dream. In m-my dream. T-there were four doors. Once was y-yours; another was mine, and our s-son."

I smiled at her. "We are connected my Bella." I pressed my forehead against hers as I held her tightly against me in the water. "Our brains are connected now. We have the ability to speak to one another in our minds. Sometimes we will meet in our dreams. I am sorry my mother did not tell—,"

"Edward," She said firmly in the voice I was much too familiar with and did not like because this tone meant she was not very happy with me. "T-that part makes sense, but I was in our son's dream. I walked through his door. I held him in my arms."

I placed my hand over her stomach, feeling the very faint heartbeats that resided in her womb. The strong heartbeats of my son. I could not detect anything out of the ordinary. She must have had a night terror again. I blew into one of her ears, hoping the fear would now leave her.

"Stop," She growled at me. "I did not have a night terror Edward. There were four doors! One was mine; one was yours, and another was our sons! That means I… t-that has to mean that you gave me two seeds… I have two babies growing inside of me."

My eyes widened and I tried my hardest to keep the growl out of my voice. "I did not give you two seeds."

Her eyes widened and filled with tears. "Y-you don't believe me? You don't believe that there were four doors?"

Instantaneously I felt terribly. I knew it was both her emotions I was feeling and my own guilt for making her cry.

I sighed. "I-I do believe you my Bella, but I know I did not give you two seeds. I gave you just one. There was only one. I would never hurt you like that."

Her head fell and she started to sob. I pulled her tighter into my arms, pushing her head to rest against my shoulder. I rubbed her back soothingly, hoping that, along with the warm water of the hot spring, would calm her down.

Neither my mother nor my father had warned me about this. My father did warn me about her overwhelming emotions, but nothing like this. Neither one of them mentioned delusions.

I rocked her gently in the water until her heavy eyelids forced themselves closed and she fell back into a deep sleep. I prayed that she would not have anymore dreams of doors, they must really frighten her.

I lifted her gently out of the water and walked her back to the bed I had made her. I made it how she liked, very soft. She also liked something to life her head slightly if she was laying on her back. If she laid on her stomach, she'd place her arms underneath her chin. She liked her head to be elevated when she slept. But I knew her favorite way to sleep was on top of me.

It no longer stank from her vomit. Luckily, she had thrown up on just the two of us and managed to miss the bed I made her completely. I was glad we would not have to move.

I froze when she mumbled in her sleep about the doors again. I wanted to wake her up, but I did not feel fear radiating from her, as I did before. I prayed the doors did not taunt her this time with horrid images.

I began purring for her again, hoping to keep the doors of her night terrors away. I purred for a while, but when she mumbled something about two babies, I stopped. I was concerned now.

I did not give Bella two seeds. I gave her one and it was a male. That was why it was so large. It was one male seed. Not two. I was not irresponsible. I know what two seeds did to my grandmother; I would never ever do that to Bella.

Even though I knew I had not given Bella two seeds, I still placed my hand over her lower belly where my son was growing. I closed my eyes so I could feel his strong heartbeats again. They were there. Only two of them, like my heartbeats.

I wanted to sigh in relief, but this meant that Bella was hallucinating, which was not a good sign either. I did not want Bella hallucinating, especially not when she was carrying my son. She could hurt herself or him. I did not want either of them hurt.

I looked out into the night; it was dangerous to travel at this time. Many dangers were out now, and I could not risk Bella's life like that. I would have to take her home when the sun arose tomorrow.

"One, two, three, four," I counted the doors again. This probably had to be the thousandth time I've counted them. I just couldn't bring myself to believe that there were two babies inside of me.

"Edward's," I said as I placed my hand on his door, "Mine." My hand moved to my door. "Our son's." I moved my hand over his door.

"Number f-four," I said breathlessly as my hand went to the fourth door. "Who do you belong too?"

There was only one way to find out who owned this door and that was to turn the knob. This was just a dream though. Edward wouldn't give me two seeds, especially with how it turned out with grandparents.

"Just turn the knob," I told myself. "Just turn it."

I forced myself to grip the knob. I held it tightly in my hand for a few moments before forcing my hand to turn. I was shaking as the door swung open, revealing a room that was identical to my sons.

Deep within the room was the glow of a soft light. I gasped when I saw it, then felt sick to my stomach when I heard the same conversation Edward and I had from my son's room. Everything was identical from my son's room.

I slowly walked over to the strange, glowing bassinet. My eyes were closed so I only knew I had reached the bassinet when my knees knocked against it. I took a slow, shaking breath as I opened my eyes.

Inside of the glowing bassinet was, as I had feared, a tiny baby. I swallowed the lump in my throat, my hands shaking as I stared at the tiny baby.

This baby was different from my son, but they looked very similar. This baby wasn't curled in a tight ball as my son had been, this baby was spread out in its bassinet, sleeping peacefully. I looked down between its legs to see not a pintel, but a vagina.

This was not a second son, but a daughter. My daughter.

I jumped slightly when her eyes, brown just like mine, opened to stare at me. I stared back, unsure of what to do.

"Y-you are my… my daughter?" I asked softly.

The baby let out a soft coo and pursed her lips together. A similar face that I know I made only because it made my father laugh.

I slowly shook my head. "How can you exist? I am only supposed to be pregnant with one baby. Not two."

The baby blew soft raspberries with her pursed lips before moving her arms in a frustrated way. I knew what she wanted. I sighed softly and leaned down, lifting her into my arms.

"Hello," I said softly. "I guess you are my baby too."

The baby cooed again before blowing more raspberries with her lips. I closed my eyes as I rocked her softly.

Did this mean I was going to die? The women here could only carry one child at a time, or else they died. That is what happened to Edward's grandmother. After she delivered two babies, she became very sick and didn't live long after that.

I opened my eyes when the baby cooed very loudly, as if trying to get my attention. I looked down at her sweet, innocent face. I couldn't help but chuckle at her chubby cheeks.

"You are very cute," I told her, causing her to giggle loudly. I sighed heavily and shook my head. "I don't understand any of this. You were not meant to be here, but I am glad you're here too. Even if you're probably going to end up killing me."

The baby giggled at me again.

"I'm glad you think it's funny," I told her. "But if you were me or Edward, you wouldn't think this was so funny."

I placed her back into her bassinet. She let out a soft whine before stretching. I somehow felt her movements within my own stomach. I placed my hand over my lower stomach and winced as she stretched a few times before finally settling. I was just glad I didn't throw up this time.

I gasped when I woke up, looking around wildly. I was being moved at a very slow pace, the jungle around me moving slowly passed me.

"I am sorry, did I wake you?" Edward asked as he pressed his lips against my temple.

"No," I yawned again. "Where are we going?"

"Back home," He said as he hugged me tighter. "I am afraid you are hallucinating. I am worried that you are sick. We must see my mother, to make sure you are healthy."

"I'm fine," I said. "But I guess it's not a bad idea. We need to find out how I'm going to successfully carry two babies."

Edward sighed softly. "Bella, you are not carrying two babies. You are carrying just one."

"But Edward, my dream…"

"Bella," He said very gently, yet firmly. "It is impossible for you to be carrying two babies. I gave you only one seed. Just one. I would never give you two."

I sighed. "I know what I saw."

"In a dream?"

"You believe all of my other dreams," I accused. "You have nothing but faith in me every time I have a commercial break or when I dream. You have blind faith in me. But now that I'm telling you that there were four doors, and behind that fourth door was a baby, you don't believe me?"

"Bella I do have faith in you, truly I do, but I refuse to accept this." He said. "I gave you one baby, not two. If I gave you two, then you would die. I would never do something to you that would make you die. I just would not."

I tucked my head under his chin. "I know you wouldn't intentionally hurt me, but—."

"No Bella," He shook his head. "No. No. It is impossible. I did not give you two seeds. I would never do that. You are just hallucinating. Perhaps it was the hot spring. It has been known to have a strange effect on people. Or perhaps it was just our mating. It was overwhelming for you, and you are still trying to process all of it. My father said that mating is hard on the females. You have been through a very painful and traumatic process. This must be why you believe you are carrying two children, instead of one."

I sighed heavily; I was not going to be able to convince him that I was pregnant with two babies. I wasn't even sure myself. I mean, it made sense. Edward would've never given me two seeds. He knew it would cause too much damage and even death.

Maybe he was right. Maybe I was hallucinating. I mean, our mating was pretty difficult. I still felt pain from it, but it wasn't terrible pain. Maybe the mating and being pregnant was too much on me.