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A Change in Monsters

When Bella comes back from Renee's after Edward leaves in New Moon, she has trouble coping. Will she ever find love again? Sam/Bella

NO EMILY! Just so you know! She's not in this story, never will be...

18. As You Wish

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Sam,” I whispered. “It’s not good.”

Tell me, Bells, tell me. I’ll be okay with whatever you tell me.”

You p-promise?” I asked, as he wiped tears from my cheeks.


S-Sam,” I stuttered.


I’m…” I stopped, taking a couple of shaky breaths. “I’m pregnant.”

Sam’s Point of View:

“I’m…” she stopped, and I saw her chest rise and fall shakily a couple of times. I pondered through my head on what she had to tell me. I couldn’t think of anything. Was it supposed to be obvious? Because if it was, I was very unobservant.

“I’m” she started again, “pregnant.”

I smiled down at her, my ears going blank.

“What?” I asked.

“I’m… pregnant,” she said with more confidence.

I blinked a few times, and I could feel my smile being wiped from my face.

“You… are… going to… have a… baby?” I asked.

She nodded, her brown locks covering her face.

Was she serious? I though to myself. Then, I expressed my thought aloud.

She nodded again. “Yes, why would I joke to you about something like this? So, how do you feel about it?”


“Bad?” I could hear the hurt in her voice, but I nodded anyway. “Why?”

“I don’t know how you could expect me to think that this baby was mine. Do not try to make me think that, because I-I…” I took a deep breath. “Is this baby Edward’s?” she shook her head no. “Are you sure?” She nodded, and I sighed slightly relieved.

“How could we have been so stupid?” I asked, mainly to myself. “We were so careless! Ugh!”

“You… don’t… want the… baby?” she asked, and I could tell she was about to cry. So, I had to make a decision that would impact the rest of both of our lives.

I took a deep breath, running the pros and cons of each option through my head quickly. I was determined to not make her keep waiting. Finally, I asked, “Do you want to keep the baby?”

Bella’s Point of View:

He was smiling down at me, and I could tell that he had not heard me at all.

“What?” he asked, and it clarified that he had not heard me.

“I’m pregnant,” I said more confidently.

He still looked at me, blinking. His smile slowly wiped from his face, and I was getting concerned.

“You…are…going… to… have a baby?” he asked.

I nodded, my hair falling into my face.

“Are you serious?” he asked after a few seconds.

I nodded once again. “Yes, why would I joke to you about something like this?” I took a small shallow breath. “So… how do you feel about it?”


That’s all he had to say. My heart fluttered, and I could feel my brain shutting down slowly. He was mad, and he definitely did not want to have a baby.

I gulped. “Bad?” My voice was thick with hurt. “Why?”

He shook his head. “I don’t know how you could expect me to think that this baby was mine.” He didn’t think the baby was his? Did he think it was Edward’s, too? “Do not try to make me think that, because I-I…” He took a deep breath at the same time I did. “Is this baby Edward’s?” He spit out Edward’s name, and for some reason, it brought pain to my heart.

I shook my head.

“Are you sure?” I nodded at this, and he sighed. I could not tell if he was sighing because the baby was really his, or if he was sighing from relief that this baby was his.

Then, he asked the question that I had thought about a lot. “How could we have been so stupid? We were so careless. Ugh!”

“You… don’t… want… the…baby?” I asked, and I knew the tears would pour over at any second.

He took a deep breath, and I could tell he was thinking hard. After a couple of minutes, he asked, “Do you want to keep the baby?”

Hmm, I had not really thought about this. Did I want the baby? I was not certain. Then came the other question: could I take care of the baby? If Sam wouldn’t help me with her/him, then I would end up taking care of her/him by myself. Was I ready to do that?

Then, the answer came to me. “Yes,” I answered softly.

I could hear his teeth clenching together as he thought hard.

“If that’s what you want,” he began, “then… I’m going to agree with you.”

“Sam?” I asked, not yet getting excited. “Is that what you want?”

He thought again, and then answered with, “Yes. Bella, of course I do. It’s just a shock that I’m not married yet, and I’m all ready having a child with my girlfriend. But, of course I don’t want you to give our child up.”

“Thank you,” I mumbled, and then wrapped my arms around his neck, and planted a hard kiss on his lips. He kissed me back, but after a few moments, he pushed away. His nose was wrinkled, and his lips turned down at the corners.

“What?” I asked him, eyeing him suspiciously.

“Did you know that you…smell?” he said, sniffing my shoulder for emphasis.

I pushed his face playfully away to the side. “Excuse me, Mr. Uley! I thought you were a gentlemen.”

“Oh, ma’am, you obviously don’t know me then.” He waggled his eyebrows and I scoffed. “But, seriously, you do smell. It’s because you’ve been hanging out with those… bloodsuckers too much.”

“Vampires, Sam, vampires.”

“Yeah, yeah. I should go. I’m really glad that you told me, Bells.” He kissed me on the lips softly and then picked me up and headed for the door. When we got onto the porch, he set me down on my feet gently, and wrapped his arms around my waist. I laughed softly, and wrapped my arms around his neck, burying my face in his chest.

“Mmm,” I moaned as I breathed in his scent. It was different. “Did you switch colognes?” I asked breathlessly.

“No,” he answered. “I just stopped wearing it.”

“Don’t go back. I like your scent better than the colognes scent. It’s all woodsy and gruff. It suits you very nicely. Don’t change it.”

He chuckled and his chest vibrated. I could not help but look up at him and smile lovingly.

“Kiss me,” I murmured.

“As you wish,” he muttered, all ready leaning down so his lips could reach mine. I sighed into him, and wrapped my arms tighter around his neck and pressed my body closer to his. It molded perfectly, like I belonged there. I felt him put more pressure into…


I jumped apart from Sam, and turned to see Jacob with an angry expression in the front seat, his hand still near the horn. I waved to him heartily. He bared his teeth, and the rest of them laughed.

“That boy has issues,” Sam whispered, gathering me in his arms once again.

“Maybe you should go,” I breathed into his chest. “We don’t want to push Jake over the edge.

He scoffed like that was exactly what he intended on doing, but said, “You’re right.” He leaned down once more, and kissed me quickly.

“I love you,” he whispered in my ear.

“I love you, too,” I whispered back. “That’s for taking all this so well.”

“No problem.” He kissed me, and then started walking back to the car.

“Sam?” I called out to him. He turned around. “Can you not tell any of them yet? I don’t want too many people to know. I have not even told Charlie yet.”

“Sure,” he said, and then he paused bringing his hand up to his chin and rubbing it. “Well, for as long as I can.”

“What do you mean?” I questioned.

“Well,” he started. “When we go into our wolf forms, we can hear each others thoughts. I can’t really keep too much from them unless I find I way to block them, which might be hard. I guess I could try to keep myself from changing,” he offered.

I blinked a few times, taking in what he said.

“Yeah,” I said eventually. “Try not to if you can.”

“’Bye, Bella,” he called out, as he turned back around running over the car. I watched as he opened the driver’s side door and ushered Jacob to move out of the seat. I laughed when Jacob started arguing, saying something about how he never got to drive.

“So, I’m taking that he took it well?” I heard Alice say from behind me.

I surprisingly did not jump, just nod. “Yeah, yeah he did,” I told her.

“So, are you two going to keep the baby?” she asked, trying to read my face.

I smiled. “Yep.”

“Yay!” Alice squealed, and I laughed. “I get to be a godmother!” I was in too good of a mood to turn her down if I wanted too.

“Of course,” I answered. “But there will have to be there godmothers. I’m not leaving Angela out of this.”

“Who’s the third?”

“Rosalie, of course.”

Alice raised her eyebrows slightly, but nodded her head.

“I can’t wait to spoil the baby!”

“Alice,” I groaned. “I don’t think that the baby will appreciate getting clothes when he or she’s born. They won’t even be able to tell the difference between red and blue.”

“So?” she asked with puppy eyes. “They baby will need to be well educated on fashion.”

“What if it’s a boy?” I asked.

“Then,” she began, “he will be a very well knowledgeable boy on fashion.” I groaned inwardly, but smiled at her.

We walked inside together, and I was bombarded with Rosalie and Angela’s questions.

“How did he take it?”

“Are you going to keep the baby?”

“Are you going to move in with him?”

“Do his friends know?”

I giggled, and spoke around my laughter. “One at a time, please.”

“Me first!” Rosalie called. I nodded for her to continue. “How did he take it? What’s going happen?”

“Well, at first I thought he was going to hate it, but then he said he was fine with it. So, we are going to keep the baby.”

“Are you going to move in with him?” Angela asked.

“I don’t know. Maybe when high school is over. I mean, I only have this last year of school.”

“Do his friends know?” Rosalie asked.

“No,” I grumbled. “I told him not to tell anyone, he said he would try, but there were no promises that it might not… slip out.” I caught Alice’s eye and promised her, through eye contact, that I would fill her in later.

Alice suddenly said, “When are you going to tell Charlie?”

“Hopefully only when I absolutely need to. I don’t want to tell him. I’ll just wear baggy clothes to hide my stomach once I start to show.”

“You will have to tell him eventually,” Rosalie, Alice, and Angela all said at the same time.

“I know, I know. It’s just not the right time. Hopefully, if Sam can keep it from his friends, Charlie will not find out. Unless, of course, one of you three tell him.”

“We won’t tell a soul,” Alice said proudly.

“You guys promise?”

“Of course,” Angela answered.

“I promise,” Alice said.

After a moments hesitation, Rosalie also said, “I promise, too.”