"Can't we go out tonight? We've been cooped up since Christmas." Ana whined from her spot on the couch. She was wrapped up in a huge fuzzy blanket. Next to her sat Katlyn, in a blanket as well. They both had mugs of hot chocolate. Today has been a particularly cold day. From my place in the recliner, I could see Edward through the partially opened door of his office. He was busily shifting through a mountain of paperwork that had accumulated from our little vacation. We would be returning to work within three days.

"You don't want to go out tonight, not on New Years. Too many drunks out on the roads. It's better to stay in." Katlyn replied with a cheeky grin.

Ana sighed dejectedly, before turning in my direction. "We aren't even going to drink tonight?"

"You're sixteen, you don't need to drink." I muttered, while nustling deeper into my blanket. The warmth was comforting. I could still faintly smell the pizza Katlyn had made for dinner early this evening. The smell nauseated me, but I tried to ignore it. I hadn't been able to eat much the last few days. Everything tasted awful, even the meals that I had once loved.

Nearly a week has passed since Jacob had come over to update Edward on what was going on between Gallen and the Harlow reapers. I didn't feel any closer to taking the pregnancy test, but I also knew that I couldn't stall any longer. I hadn't mentioned any of this to Ana, I didn't want her to fret over me, especially with her operation coming up. She will go for a double mastectomy in just two weeks from today.

"Momma always gave me a sip of her wine on New Years." Ana protested.

"Mom is an alcoholic and look where her ass is sitting right now." I snapped. "Don't start asking to drink, it's not happening. Plus, the doctor said you can't have alcohol with the medications you take."

Ana huffed, appearing completely annoyed, before turning back to the television. We had put on a scary movie, which she wasn't the biggest fan of, but she agreed. I knew the transition of her moving in would be a bit of a challenge. But I wasn't anticipating how annoying Ana could be. There is a stark difference from the Ana I knew when I left home and the Ana that was sitting here across from me. Like night and day. She was a brat now. Not to give my mother any excuses, but taking care of her wasn't exactly without stress.

Katlyn watched silently between us, a warm smile on her face. It was nice to see she wasn't at all bothered by the little fights Ana and I would get into. She never jumped to anyone's defense and never took someone's side during an argument. She was just a spectator for the most part. But she would always get this look on her face. I couldn't describe it.

"You've been so crabby lately," Ana commented, not looking away from the television. "You regret having me move in, don't you?"

"That's not it at all. Don't read into things. I'm just a little stressed out. With work issues and… well… other concerns." I caught myself, before I blurted out my possible pregnancy.

Ana glanced at me for just a second. "What other concerns," She paused, her voice getting a little quieter. "Is this about momma, being in jail?"

"No, why do you ask?" I sighed, leaning my head back in an attempt to stop the beginning of a headache. I could feel it starting at my temples. I let my shoulders slump as I tried forcing tension out of my body. As if I could drive the headache away, before it became a full blown migraine.

"Well, I overhead you this morning. She keeps trying to call. And I was just wondering, why you aren't answering. What if she needs us?" Ana said, meeting my gaze.

"After what she has done to you, you really think I'm going to help her with anything?"

"It's not her fault. She's had a rough life. Especially since daddy died. Now she is sitting alone in jail. Probably scared and confused. We can't just abandon her."

In my opinion, I suspect our mother has brainwashed Ana to a degree. Ana was always quick to jump to her defense. Even when she began drinking. Even when she brought home a monster that sexually assaulted her, Ana wouldn't completely disregard her. We both were raised to value family above all else. But there had to be a line. Mom crossed the line. She has been negligent of her duties as a mother and has been in self-destruct mode for far too long. She doesn't deserve anything from us. And she wouldn't get any sympathy from me.

"Look Ana, it's like this, mom is an adult. She knows right from wrong. She chose to drink her life away and neglect her sick child. I don't owe her anything. I don't want to be in her life. I'm done." I said setting my jaw. "When you turn eighteen, you become an adult, you can make the choice for yourself, if you want mom back in your life. But while you live with me, it won't be an option. Okay?"

Ana swallowed as she rubbed the back of her neck. I could tell my words had bothered her. I could see it in the little line that started above her eye brows as she frowned. But I knew she wasn't going to fight with me on this. Deep down, she must realize that this is the best situation to be in. She needed to worry about herself, not our mother.

"Fine, but if it's not momma that's stressing you out, what is it?" She replied once she calmed down a bit.

I stayed quiet for a moment, deliberating in my head on how I should respond. Should I tell the truth, or should I keep this to myself? Was I mentally prepared to tell my little sister that I might be pregnant? This wasn't an easy situation to be in. When I was growing up, a pregnancy coming before marriage was taboo. It wasn't socially acceptable in any form. Even my dad would have had some strong feelings about this.

This past week, I continued with the mindset that as long as I didn't take the test, I wouldn't have to go through the repercussions if the test turns out to be positive. I wouldn't have to disgrace my family. I could still be viewed as a good, moral person. But I knew I was just lying to myself. I would have to face my whole family tomorrow night. They all would be coming to the city for a New Years party. Edward had set everything up, since Christmas didn't work out.

Could I really stand there, in front of everyone, look them in the eyes and pretend that I'm fine? That I wasn't hiding something. What would they all think if I'm pregnant? I'd be disowned. Why am I so afraid to take the test? Why can't I just walk into the bathroom, take the test and be done with this back and forth? I didn't have those answers. All I knew, was the anxiety and fear I felt, kept me from even looking at the box of pregnancy tests.

But, I made a deal with myself. Before my family showed up for the party tomorrow, I would take the test, but keep the result to myself. Not only for my sake, but Edward's. I'm sure my family would end up blaming him for it.

Other than Edward, Ana would be the only person in my family that wouldn't judge me. So, I could at least be honest with her.

"Well, I'm taking a pregnancy test tonight. So, I'm a little on edge." I said quietly.

Ana leaned forward, nearly spilling her mug of hot chocolate. Her eyes widened and lips parted into a look of chagrin. "You think you might be pregnant?"

I nodded, feeling my heart squeeze tightly in my chest. I was a little surprised by her openly negative reaction. Maybe this had been a mistake.

"Why in the hell didn't you tell me sooner?" She set her mug down roughly.

"I'm still coming to terms with it myself. I wasn't sure how you would react. And I didn't want you to freak out."

"That's so awesome, I'm going to be an aunt." Ana smiled with a look of pure excitement. Her sudden switch in demeanor made me a bit disoriented. So she was happy about it?

"Well, I haven't tested yet, so it might be negative."

"Seriously? What are you waiting for? Let's go, take the test now." Ana said, bouncing up to her feet and moving to stand in front of me. The impatience was clear on her face.

Panic struck me. "What? Now?"

"Why bother waiting? It won't change the outcome either way. Rip the bandaid off. Get off your ass. Let's go. Now." She demanded as she started pulling my blankets off of me.

I groaned, pulling at the blankets back, but she wouldn't allow it. She took the blankets and tossed them to the other side of the couch, out of my reach. Then took my arms, forcing me to stand.

"I don't know… I don't think I'm ready to know…" I muttered, searching for Edward. Hopefully he would swoop in and interrupt this. But he stood at the doorway of his office with a slight smile on his face. He watched us with eagerness. Anticipation. He was on Ana's side.

We really didn't talk about the possibility of me being pregnant much this week. Honestly, I didn't know what to say to him. He seemed thrilled about the possibility. But he didn't want to overwhelm me, so conversations tended to stay light. He's been looking forward to this. So he wasn't about to come to my rescue.

My legs felt numb as Ana pulled me up to my feet. And as she guided me back to the bathroom, I felt the tension building in my body. I was flooded by the feelings of running away, even as she walked me into the bathroom. With a flop, she put the toilet seat down and directed me to sit.

I did as she said with little protest.

"Where is the test?" Ana asked, folding her arms across her chest, demonstrating her stubbornness.

"Under my bed." I muttered weakly as I attempted to control my breathing. I rested my head in my hands, bending over to try and quiet my panicking. The blood rushed to my head, only giving me the effect of vertigo. I didn't look up as she left me alone in the bathroom.

Instead, I looked down at the tile floors, attempting to distract myself. I heard scuffling at the door of the bathroom, but still I kept my head lowered.

"Bella," Edward's voice floated over to me.

My heartbeat quickened. "Yes?"

"No matter what that test says, I'll remain by your side. I'll love you for the rest of my life. And I promise you, we will face this together."

His words gave me the courage to look up and over to his emerald eyes. The expression on his face was a mixture of terror and delight. He was just as conflicted as I was. Maybe he wouldn't openly admit it, but he didn't feel ready for this either. We haven't known each other all that long. We only recently said 'I love you'. In fact, he had just finished moving in with me completely a few days ago. Now, there was a possibility of a child being thrown into the mix.

No one plans for these things to happen. But we are both adults. And Edward wanted to tackle this together. It was very reassuring. It made all of this a little less scary.

But as Ana came back into the bathroom with the test, I felt the nervousness creep in again, stronger than before.

"Do you want us to stay in here with you?" Ana asked as she slowly passed over the box."

I clutched it tightly in my hand, refusing to look at it. I kept my eyes on Ana and Edward. "Up to you two, you guys can stay here, or if you'd be more comfortable, you both can stand outside the door."

Ana snorted, rolling her eyes for a moment. "We are sisters, I've watched you pee several times in the past, why should it matter now?"

"I'd like to be here as well." Edward nodded.

"Alright," Shakily I ripped the box open, revealing two tests. One test was thin, the other was thicker and a bit heavy. Katlyn mentioned that she got one test that would display two pink lines if it was positive, then a digital test that would say yes, or no. So there would be no question what the result will be. No second guesses.

I scanned over the directions for both tests. Of course, I already knew how pregnancy tests work, but I figured this would give me a little extra time to get my mindset right. I could only stall this process for a few seconds, before Ana began getting impatient.

"Just pee on it Bell, get on with it. Hold it in the stream for a few seconds, then wait to see what the result is. You don't need to read that stuff."

"I was just making sure I did it right, I don't want to waste this test by making mistakes." I defended myself.

Edward gave me a sympathetic look but remained quiet. The eye contact between us gave me another pinch of confidence. He wasn't rushing me. He was here, supporting me. Ready to comfort me, no matter the result. While Ana was here to be the motivator. She pushed me to act without thinking too far into things. She left no room for me to escape from this bathroom. She wouldn't let me until I took the test. Her role in this was just as important. And I was thankful for both of them.

With a big breath, I prepared the test, uncapping it, before positioning myself on the toilet. With a shaky hand, I moved the test into place as I began to pee. Realistically I was only sitting there for a moment, but it felt like time had slowed down. It was the longest couple of seconds of my life.

I recapped the test and laid it out on a piece of toilet paper that Ana had sat on the counter. My heart was racing. I felt my face flush and my ears began to hum. I couldn't believe this was happening. I was careful to avoid looking at the test as I washed my hands. On the other hand, Ana and Edward didn't move from their places at the counter. Their eyes were glued to the test. Neither one of them moved an inch.

The wait time was five minutes, but in a matter of sixty seconds, Ana was gasping. Edward had frozen, remaining expressionless.

"What? What's the result?" I asked with open anxiety. "Tell me."

Ana picked the test up and danced over to me with the biggest smile to hold the test up in my face. "You're pregnant sister dearest. Congratulations."

I felt my legs go a little weak. Slowly I sat down on the toilet, letting this sink in slowly. Edward was still frozen at the counter. Staring out into space.

There was a little person growing inside of me. A baby. I was pregnant. The two lines were dark, bold, there was no question about it. It wouldn't even be necessary to take the digital test. But I wanted to take it, just to be sure. All of this seemed completely unreal. I instantly wanted to reject that this was real. Like this was some kind of joke. Or a dream that I was about to wake up from. Two pink lines.

I didn't realize that I had begun to tear up, until Ana placed me in a warm hug. "Don't cry, this is the best news in the world." She said quietly.

I held onto my sister for a moment, trembling and scared. I didn't know what this would mean. Or how drastically this child would change my life. It was frightening. I never considered having kids. The thought never quite appealed to me. I was young. There was still so much I wanted to accomplish before starting a family. But fate had other plans.

Finally, Edward found his composure as he moved to my side as well. I went from Ana's arms to Edward's. He cradled me close to him, planting a kiss at the top of my head.

"I can't believe it," I stuttered, hiding my face in his chest.

Edward chuckled quietly. "It's incredible," He paused, gently taking my face. "It's a miracle."

His words warmed my heart. I could see the love and devotion in his eyes. The excitement and fear was there as well. This would change Edward's life as well. In a huge way. And I know it wasn't something that either of us had planned, but when an image of a baby in my arms popped into my head, a smile slowly pulled at my face.

A family of my own.

Well, she finally took the test! Thanks for reading everyone! Leave a review with your thoughts!