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A Light in the Storm

Summary:
IF YOU HAVEN'T FINISHED BREAKING DAWN, READ NO FURTHER!!!!!!!!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!!!! ***** **** *** ** * The Volturi are gone, Bella and Edward are together, Bella has been changed, everything is perfect, right? Wrong. When Alice has a vision and sees that Nessie is pregnant, things take a turn for the worst once more. No one knows what the baby will be like, because this time, Alice can't just disappear and find half shape shifter, half vampire people again. Or can she?


Notes:
I got the idea for this story from one of my best friends. So I just wanted to thank her! Thank you Keleigh! I love you girl!


3. Chapter 3

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My mom looked so shocked. She looked from me, to the woods where Jake had disappeared, then back to me, then to Alice.

"You knew!" My mom accused Alice. "Didn't you?" She screeched as Alice hung her head. She nodded sadly. "You didn't tell me, you just decided to keep it a secret, and think, ‘oh they won't care'" She yelled, her voice cracking as she began to sob tearlessly. Alice tried to hug her, but she shoved her away.

"Mom, that's not what happened, I didn't even know until this morning, and neither did Aunt Alice, I didn't plan this! I'm sorry; I'm s-so s-s-sorry..." I whispered, tears beginning to flow freely again. Seeing the tears on my rosy cheeks softened my mother, she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tight.

I heard a quiet whimper in the distance and I knew my mom heard it too. "It's okay Jake, you can come out now. It took a moment, by Jake finally surfaced, he had on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt that said "The Rolling Stones" in huge letters across it. I wondered where on earth Jake had found that particular shirt.

I heard a man clear his throat, and I realized that Emmett was just a few feet away, his arm around Rosalie's waist. They must have arrived when they heard my mom yelling, although, they had probably heard everything any of us had said.

"So, a half-vampire and a werewolf/shape shifter's baby," Emmett piped up. "That's...uh...that's..." He stammered.

"Just spit it out Emmett," Alice said, clicking her tongue.

"Well, you know that whole thing about, vampire's and werewolves being arch enemies, well, if the baby is part vampire, part werewolf, wouldn't the baby be, like, you know, it's own worst enemy?" Emmett's words sounded silly at first, but then the weight of the matter set in.

"What if it's impulse is too strong," Emmett continued. "What if, it tries to kill itself?"

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I couldn't think about it all, it was just, too much. I had been worried about my parents being angry about the baby; I had never stopped to think about the baby itself. How could I have not have thought of this? I was going to be a mother, and I only thought of my needs, not of my child's. Would I be a bad mother?

My dad had run off into the woods, probably just to clear his head before coming back. I knew he felt bad about what had happened, how long it would take him to apologize, though, I had no idea.

Alice and my mother were crying, hugging each other. Rosalie and Esme were with their husbands, Esme was sobbing hysterically into Carlisle's shoulder, and Rosalie was sitting on Emmett's lap, she also was crying, but was trying to hide it. Jasper was sitting next to me and Jake. Jasper had his arms around me and was trying to calm me. I could tell that all the crying was upsetting him. I knew that everyone crying was my fault, and Jasper's mood was my fault too, which only made me feel worse. It was a vicious circle with no beginning and no end. I tried to calm myself, but my mind kept wandering to horrible mental pictures.

A small baby with pale skin, and his face covered with chocolate brown hair. The baby was killing itself, trying to tear itself apart. The baby was not bleeding, but something like ink was coming out of him, you could tell he was dying.

With a shudder and a small gasp, I pulled myself back to the present. NO! I thought to myself. That was not going to happen. Grandpa Carlisle was a doctor, he had helped my mother when she was pregnant with me, I'm sure he would do everything in his power to help me, even if he couldn't succeed. I knew that everyone in my family would go to the ends of the earth and back to help me, but, the question I was asking myself was, if worse came to worse, would I go to that extent to help myself?