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Edward and Bella have been married for two months now. Bella still hasn't reconciled with Jacob, and her transformation is only one week away. Then...Bella becomes pregnant. Choices will have to be made. Choices that could change Edward and Bella's lives forever. ^^ This beautiful banner was made by the talented Vatina!CHAPTER FIFTEEN: SHADOWS IS UP! (THE LAST ONE, GUYS!) :(BUT LOOK OUT FOR THE SEQUEL...SUNRISE!

This story is based on a theory that my wonderful friend, Maria, and I had. Hope it works! I don't own any of it. All belongs to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer! © Edwards Rose 2007

6. Chapter 6: Fight

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Chapter Six: Fight

I sat behind the mahogany desk in Jasper’s study. I stared blankly at the computer screen, sorting through Mom’s many questions and statements. Jasper’s fancy laptop aggravated me…I still felt more comfortable with my grandmotherly computer back at Charlie’s. I sighed and drummed my fingers against the smooth surface, only to hear the gentle breathing of someone behind me. I whirled around in panic, only to meet Edward’s gaze.

“I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said thoughtfully.

I exhaled slowly, since the intruder incident, I had been rather paranoid. “It’s okay,” I said evenly.

His eyes quickly scanned Renee’s email. “She sounds happy,” he commented.

I nodded painfully. “She is. Has Alice seen anything new?”

Edward shook his head. “No, Bella. As far as we can tell, everything’s alright.”

“That’s good.” My fingers twisted in my lap as thoughts raced around in my head.

Edward’s cool fingers came down slowly to still them. “Bella, are you alright?”

I looked up at him, puzzled. “I’m fine. Why?”

He knelt down to my level, his breath blowing sweet and cool onto my face. “My knowledge of expectant women is limited, but I do know that husband’s are supposed to do everything in their power to make them happy.”

A small smile crept across my face. I bent my forehead until it touched his and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. “You already make me happy…happier than earthly possible.”

He smiled wistfully, putting his hand on the side of my face. “Oh, Charlie called.”

My head snapped up. “What did he say?” I was instantly alert, Charlie usually never called the Cullen’s directly. I always called him…

“He said he was having a small…party at his house tonight.”

“That’s great…I guess. What time are we going?” I hadn’t seen Charlie in a while…I wouldn’t think of it as a party.

A smirk played across his angelic features. “I don’t think the invitation included both of us.”

Angrily, I pushed the chair back and stalked off towards the phone. “This is ridiculous! We’re married now…he can’t stay like this forever!” My fingers reached towards the phone, but Edward took me gently by the wrist.

“Bella…I think you should give this one to Charlie. He’ll be losing you soon; you can go to a dinner party without me. It’ll make him happy, and I’ll be watching.” His voice had dropped into that persuasive tone, the one that I couldn’t refuse.

As I looked into his eyes, I thought of Charlie and how Edward’s words rang true.

He saw this and gently kissed me on the forehead. “I hate to be so blunt, love.”

I shook my head. “No…it’s the truth. I guess I’ll call him now…” I hesitantly picked up the phone and dialed the number.

“Hello?” asked Charlie’s gruff voice…he still didn’t have caller ID.

“Hey, Dad…it’s Bella.”

“Hey, honey! It’s so good to hear your voice. Did um…your husband pass along the message?”

I sighed. “Yes, Edward did.”

I saw a wide smirk playing across Edward’s face as he stood beside me.

Charlie cleared his throat. “Well…that’s good. Do you think you can make it?”

“Yeah, what time?”

“Six sound okay?”

“Fine, I’ll see you then.”

“Bye, Bella.”

“Bye, Dad,” I hung up the phone as the line went dead. “I wonder who he invited…Charlie and I both hate parties.”

Edward smiled and tapped his finger to his head. “Did you forget, Bella?”

I sighed heavily, still a little bit bewildered by this rapid turn in events. “Oh, right. Edward, can you please tell me who will be there?” I asked sarcastically.

His eyes flickered towards the window, almost sadly. “Angela and Ben,” he whispered.

“That’s great! I haven’t seen them since the wedding.”

“They’re home from college,” he said slowly, turning away.

I walked over to him and stretched so I could put my arms around his granite neck.

“Edward…it’s alright. Angela and Ben have their life…we have ours.”

He turned back around to face me. “But it could have been your life…”

“Stop,” I commanded, pressing a finger against his lips.

He nodded and gave a small smile…which didn’t reach his eyes.


Edward and I pulled into Charlie’s driveway right at six. Vivaldi’s The Four Seasons wafted through the car, putting us both in a calm and relaxed mood. I suppressed a yawn and disentangled my hands from my sweatshirt’s pockets.

“Won’t Charlie be confused as to why you’re wearing a sweatshirt in this weather?” Edward asked.

It had been warm and sunny in Forks…lifting my spirits up a little bit. Unfortunately, that probably meant we’d have six rainy months coming up. Why wasn’t I an optimist? I ignored Edward’s question and leaned over to give him a kiss before I left.

Suddenly, his fingers tensed around the steering wheel and a low growl ripped from his throat.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, alarmed.

“Damn! It seems as if your friend has decided to join us!” his snarled.

“What…?” I turned around to see headlights swerving into Charlie’s driveway…unmistakably Jacob’s car. I groaned and slumped into my seat. “How could Charlie have done that?”

“Don’t blame your father…the do-Jacob is an uninvited guest. Why wasn’t I paying more attention?” Edward growled.

“Gah!” I slumped down even further, hearing Jake’s car door slam.

“I think I’ll come with you,” I heard Edward say, already yanking my door open. He held a hand out and pulled me from the car.

“Bella!” I heard Jake call.

I swiveled around, Edward still having a firm grip on my arm. “Hi, Jake,” I said through gritted teeth, tightening my sweatshirt.

He bounded forwards, unfazed, and wrapped me in a bone cracking hug. “Wow…what a lucky coincidence you’re here! I was only dropping off some fish for Charlie!”

“Air…” I gasped, only to feel cold arms spinning me easily away towards the door. I heard Jacob laugh softly behind me, following us up.

The door opened before I could even knock. “Bella!” Charlie called, wrapping me in an awkward, one-armed hug.

“Hey, Dad,” I said, trying not to focus on the two figures behind me.

He let me go, only to observe the livid Edward and amused Jacob. “Um…hello, Edward. I wasn’t expecting you,” he said slowly, unhappiness evident in his voice.

Edward flashed a brilliant, but tight smile. “Good evening, sir. I hope you don’t mind.”

Charlie’s eyebrows knitted together, but he mumbled something like no.

“Hey, Charlie,” Jake said smugly from behind Edward.

Charlie peered out into the darkness, scrutinizing Jake closely. “Uh…hi, Jake. What are you doing here?”

Jacob smiled serenely. “I was dropping off some fish for you…would you mind if I stayed for dinner?”

Charlie shot a side-long glance at me, to which I scowled. He gave a tiny, apologetic shrug and sighed. “Sure, Jake.”

Jake smiled and walked into the house first, Edward, Charlie and I following shortly after. The cold of Edward’s hands seeped through my sweatshirt, making me give an involuntary shiver. Edward sensed this and gently took his hand away, Jacob only smirked.

“Bella!” I heard a soft voice call behind me.

I turned around to see Angela standing there, a gentle smile on her face. “Hey, Angela!” I said slowly, walking up to give her a hug.

Charlie watched this exchange with satisfaction, Edward’s face was stony…only to change into a radiant smile for Angela.

“Hello, Angela. It’s so nice to see you again!”

Angela took an involuntary step backwards…she’d been “dazzled.” “Um…hi, Edward. You too,” she stuttered.

I quickly re-introduced her to Jacob, only then to find out that Ben hadn’t been able to make it…apparently he was swamped with studying.

Charlie cleared his throat. “I ordered Chinese…I’ll let you kids eat in the kitchen. I’ll eat on the couch.” I watched him shuffle away, and gave a slight smile. That was typical Charlie for you. Then the realization set in.

I was about to have dinner with… A) My vampire husband, Edward. B) My werewolf, best friend, Jake. And C) my normal human friend, Angela.

I groaned inwardly and traipsed into the kitchen, grabbing a plate and sitting down. Edward did the same, fluidly settling into the chair next to mine. Jacob, however, occupied the one on my other side.

Angela raised her eyebrows at this exchange and sat across from me. We talked about trivial things, Angela and I weren’t in a very talkative mood. Jake ate the food voraciously…Edward, Angela and I only picked at it. Jacob’s fingers grazed mine under the table. I gave a slight jump and glared at him. Of course, Edward hadn’t missed it. I heard a low snarl come from this throat…too soft for Angela to notice anything.

She politely excused herself and walked upstairs to the small bathroom…leaving me alone with Edward and Jacob.

“Why did Charlie have this?” I asked Edward, dropping my head onto the table.

He draped his arm over my shoulders. “He hoped Angela and Ben would be a good influence on you…he wants us to head to Dartmouth this semester,” Edward whispered.

So that was it! Poor Charlie…one last attempt.

My musings were shattered by a laugh…more like a bark from Jacob. “She could have had that life, bloodsucker. But you’re taking it away from her.”

I raised my head, tiredly. “Jake…” I said, warning clear in my voice.

Edward let go of me, and I heard his chair grating across the floor. “Let’s make one thing clear, dog. I gave her that chance…” Their voices were both soft, but deadly.

“Edward…” I cautioned, putting a hand out.

He ignored me, though. His pale face was livid, his golden eyes flashing with a deadly fire.

Jacob had stood up as well. “Well, why has her “transformation” been put off? Maybe she doesn’t want to be eternally dammed!”

“Jake, stop!” I yelled…he still didn’t get it.

Jacob dropped down to my level, putting a hand on the side of my face. “Bells…”

I heard a low snarl, and then Jacob was hurled against the sink. It took me a minute to realize Edward had pushed him…he always had so much self-control. His hands were balled into fists, his teeth bared. Jacob’s eyes narrowed into slits and I saw the familiar tremors begin to ripple through him…


“What is going on here?” I heard Charlie bellow, storming into the kitchen. He took in the scene, Angela following closely behind him.

“It’s nothing…thanks for dinner,” Jake sneered, then he was gone out the back door.

“Jake!” I screamed, running towards the window. Only I could see the flash of empty jeans as they hurtled through the air…

Suddenly, I felt a dizzy wave of nausea and something like an anvil pounding into my head…

“Bella?!” I heard Edward call.

Then the darkness closed over as I crumpled to the ground.