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Catch the Wind

Summary:
Axelle is seventeen, but her parents still haven't told her their secret. When a new kid shows up at school, Axelle can't help but find him interesting. When all the pieces of the puzzle fall into place, Axelle has some big choices to make. Part three to the Twist of Fate series!


Notes:
Like I have said many times before, I am totally addicted to this story. This story is entirely in Axelle's POV, for those of you that didn't know. I have this one planned out almost all the way... and let me tell ya, there are some HUGE twists :D But that's just how it works with me :)


18. Pregnant

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I took a deep breath as I got off the motorcycle. Jack took my hand and we headed towards the house.

“Relax,” said Jack.

“Sorry. My family just doesn't take surprises well,” I sighed, putting my hand on the doorknob.

I took one more big breath and opened the door to the big house.

Emmett scooped me into a big hug as soon as I could get over the threshold. “Hi, Axy!”

“Hi, Unc,” I said, trying to be as enthusiastic as he was. I was having a hard time of it, he could tell. He eyed me suspiciously. “Are Auntie Alice and Uncle Edward still here?” I asked. It would severely hinder my progress with my family if Edward told the secret before I could. He would pluck it straight from my mind.

“Nope, left last night,” answered Emmett.

I sighed in relief. “Okay. Can everyone come here, please?” I called. The whole family entered the room. I smiled inwardly as my parents walked in. They spent as much time at the big house as they did our house. It seemed I never spent any time at my own house anymore. I told them all to sit in the living room. Jack and I stood in front of the fireplace, my left hand hidden in his right.

“What is it?” asked my dad. “You're nervous, why?” He looked at me questioningly.

I gave him a sweet smile. “You know I love you, daddy.”

“I do know that,” he answered, grinning.

“And you know that I'd back any choice you made one hundred percent, right?” I asked.

“Yes,” he said skeptically.

“What's wrong, Axelle?” asked my mom nervously.

“Please tell them, Axelle,” said Jack. He squeezed my hand.

“I don't like the sound of this,” said Emmett. “Oh my God, are you pregnant?” Emmett yelled. He glared at Jack, murder in his eyes. Jack cocked an eyebrow.

“Emmett,” sighed Rosalie, putting a hand on his arm.

“No!” I exclaimed. “No, no, no. Emmett, if you touch him I will find a way to rip your arms off, I swear.”

Emmett shifted his stare to me. “If he got you pregnant, I swear I'll rip his arms off.”

“I'm not pregnant! Shut up, Emmett, God!” I exclaimed. Emmett all but stuck his tongue out at me.

Carlisle and Esme were quietly observing the situation. “What do you want to tell us, Axelle?” asked Carlisle quietly.

I looked at Jack. He smiled, leaving me slightly breathless. “I'm engaged,” I said quickly, squeezing Jack's hand as hard as I could. I wasn't sure if I was ready ready for what they'd say.

“That means you're pregnant!” yelled Emmett, throwing his hands in the air. “You only get married at eighteen if you're pregnant.”

“Just because I get married when I'm eighteen doesn't mean I'm pregnant, Emmett,” I said, my voice strained.

My dad was still, his mouth open. “You're just a baby though,” he said.

“No, I'm not,” I replied, looking at my feet.

“You're always my baby,” he muttered quietly. My mom put a hand on his shoulder.

“Oh, Axelle! I think that's wonderful!” exclaimed Esme, getting up from her seat. “Let me see the ring.”

I pulled my hand from Jack's and held it out in front of me. He slipped an arm around my waist.

Esme took it and examined the ring carefully. “Oh, this is beautiful.”

“Thanks.” I smiled. Esme always made everything better and she didn't even have to try.

My mom got up and joined Esme. “Wow! That's amazing,” she gushed, gazing at the diamonds. “It looks so good on you.”

Emmett stood up while my mom and Esme were admiring my ring. “Jack, I need to talk to you.”

“Wait! Can I talk to you first?” I asked.

He nodded and led the way to Carlisle's office. As soon as he shut the door, it got awkward. It was strange. Things were never awkward with Emmett and me.

“I love Carlisle's paintings in here,” I said, running my finger along the frame on the largest one. It was a picture of Carlisle and three other men. All of the people in the picture had inhumanly beautiful faces. They must have been vampires too. The city they were in looked unbelievable picturesque, almost like it wasn't real.

“Most of the pictures in here are from Italy. Carlisle lived there before he knew any of us,” said Emmett flatly. I'd always wanted to visit Italy.

I shifted my mind back to the matter at hand. Italy was pretty, but I had more important things to think about at the moment.

“Emmett, please. I'm so happy right now. Can't you be happy with me?” I asked, frowning.

He sat on Carlisle's desk. “Axelle, you mean the world to me. You know that, don't you? I just think that... that maybe you should... I don't know, wait to get married? It just seems like you've rushed the entire relationship with Jack. He's a nice guy and everything, but are you really ready for that level? You guys are still in high school!”

“You know that Jack imprinted on me. We were meant to be together. If I wasn't ready, I would have told him so. I just don't see why you're so unhappy,” I replied. I hopped up next to him on the desk and laid my head on his shoulder.

“I just want you to be five again. The biggest thing we had to worry about then were the times you'd only eat the marshmallows from your Lucky Charms.” He laughed and slung his arm around my shoulders.

“I still do that,” I replied.

It was quiet for a few minutes. I was content to sit with Emmett for however long he wanted me to. He was my best friend, and I didn't want an engagement to ruin that for us. I knew that he'd grow to accept it in a little while, but I wanted him to be okay with it now.

“Whatever makes you happy makes me happy,” he finally said.

“Thank you,” I whispered.

“You might want to call Alice. I'm pretty sure you're going to have the whole wedding planned for you,” he said.

I sighed. Alice was sure to go way over the top with everything. I'd let her plan it though. She'd be thrilled if I asked her to.

Back in the living room, Jack was talking with my dad. When Jack saw Emmett, he excused himself. Both of them slipped out the back door.

I reached for my phone before anyone could ask me any questions.

“Alice, I have something to tell you,” I said when she picked up.

“What?”

“I'm getting married,” I said.

Alice's squeal made my ears ring. “Really!? Oh, I have to come down there right now. It's a shame we didn't stay a day longer! I wish I could see what happens with werewolves too,” she said, clearly irritated. “Here, Edward wants to talk.”

“Are you really getting married?” he demanded a second later.

“Yes,” I answered. I started pacing back and forth.

“Have your dad and Emmett gone after Jack yet?”

“Almost. I had to tell Emmett I wasn't pregnant about a billion times before he would calm down. It was all hectic for a second. Things are pretty quiet right now. I don't know if they're shocked or just ignoring me,” I said.

“Well, do you want to go on your trip before or after the wedding?” asked Edward.

“I'll go before. I think it'll be easier for Alice to plan if I'm not meddling in all the wedding business. I have a feeling I'd be rather counterproductive.”

“Okay. When do you think we should go? I think a weekday would be best. There are less people traveling.”

“Whenever works for you.”

“Have you decided where we're going yet?” he asked.

I pondered for a minute. I really did like the pictures of Italy in Carlisle's office. It looked so beautiful there. “I think I'd like to go to Italy,” I answered.

“Italy it is.”