When Edward left in New Moon, Bella finds out she's pregnant. But carrying a vampire's baby isn't going to be easy! What will she do? Will she survive? Will she ever see Edward again? SM Pregnancy
10. Chapter 10
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A crease formed between Carlisle’s eyebrows. I instantly panicked. What had he seen? I looked over to the computer, but saw nothing. It was a blank screen. Black.
“What is it?” I gasped.
“I was half expecting it,” he confessed.
Expecting what? I thought. Carlisle continued.
“My guess is that the membrane around the...fetus is more vampire than human. It’s like our skin.” He moved the paintbrush looking thing away and pressed it against his arm.
“See, exactly the same.” He added. He set the stick aside and pulled my t-shirt back down.
“What does that mean?” Rosalie demanded before I got a chance to ask.
“It means I don’t think I will be able to get an ultrasonic image.” My heart dropped. A silent moment passed, tense and uncomfortable.
“There may be a chance...” I thought I heard him whisper. I guessed I imagined it until Rosalie spoke up.
“What?” she asked desperately.
“I doubt it, but I might be able to get a needle through the amniotic sac,” He informed us.
“A needle?” I gasped. Before Carlisle could answer, Rosalie interrupted.
“No!” She yelled.
“It may be the only way,” he tried to reason with her.
“Anything that involves needles, I will not allow,” she said as a matter-of-fact. I looked down.
I knew Rosalie was protecting my baby, and I was thankful to her for that., but I still felt bad for being rude to Carlisle. I think he sensed that.
“I think that’s up to Bella,” he insisted. Rosalie let out a low hiss. They both turned to me. I bit my lip. A needle could harm my baby. I wasn’t willing to let that happen.
“I’m sorry Carlisle,” I sighed. “I don’t want to risk it.”
“Let me know if you change your mind,” he mumbled as he helped me off the table. I saw Rosalie give him a death glare.
“Do you want me to carry you down stairs,” Carlisle asked me.
“I’ll do it!” Rosalie demanded.
“Can I try?” I asked Carlisle. He seemed unsure at first. But something he saw on my face must have changed his mind. He nodded, although he kept a hold of my arm.
I wobbled out of the office, and made my way down the hall way. Rosalie walked right behind me, not trusting me to not fall over.
We came to the stairs. I stepped a foot out and brought it down on the step. I noticed Carlisle’s grip on me tightened a little bit. Balancing, I moved my other foot to do the same. After about three minutes we were near the bottom. There were only two steps left but I was so exhausted. I felt like I had just run a marathon. My legs were starting to give out. Slowly I leant back and sat on the stair.
“You were doing very well,” Carlisle said encouragingly. There was still sadness in his voice, although I could tell he was trying to hide it.
I couldn’t sit down normally because of my stomach, so I leaned back on the steps. I rested my hand on my belly, closing my eyes. I opened them to see Alice standing at the bottom of the stairs.
“Esme and Jasper will be back in fifteen minutes,” she said quietly.
“Thank you, Alice,” Carlisle said. She nodded, and headed back into the living room. Carlisle turned his attention back to me.
“I’ll carry you the rest of the way,” he decided. Before I could refuse he had picked me up. He sat me down on the sofa in the living room and Rosalie sat next to me.
“Would you like to try and eat something? I had Alice pick up some food for you.” he asked. I was hungry. But I knew if I ate anything, I wouldn’t keep it down for long.
“I don’t think there’s any point. I’ll just be seeing it again.” I cringed. He nodded.
My eyes seemed to be shutting on their own, but I tried to keep them open. Suddenly Rosalie was gently pushing me to lie down. I agreed and lied on my side, resting my head on the pillows. I vaguely remember someone putting a blanket over me before I fell asleep.
I woke up to the feeling of a cool hand stroking my hair. I slowly opened my eyes. Esme was sitting on the edge of the sofa, her hand still stroking my hair.
“Esme...” I breathed.
“I’m so sorry, dear,” she murmured.
“It’s not your fault,” I assured her. Why was everyone blaming themselves?
“It’s not yours either, dear.” I smiled.
“It’s no ones,” I agreed. I looked over and saw Rosalie sitting on the sofa with my legs in her lap. Another sudden pain hit me in the abdomen again. I clutched my arms around my stomach and squeezed my eyes shut, leaning over the sofa a little.
After about ten slow seconds, the pain started to fade. I opened my eyes again.
Esme and Rosalie were both crouched in front of me.
“I’m okay,” I gasped.
Behind them, I saw Carlisle walking in.
“I’m okay. He just kicked again,” I tried to assure him. He smiled sadly.
The pain was gone, but now I needed to use the bathroom.
I swung my legs over the side of the sofa, but Carlisle rested his hand on my shoulder.
“I think it’s best if you don’t walk too much,” he instructed. “It will take the strain off of you and the...baby.”
“Okay...but I need to use the rest room,” I whispered, although I knew they’d all hear me.
“Rosalie will take you up there,” he said, glancing at Rosalie. She nodded and picked me up. She ran up the stairs at vampire speed, and stopped at the bathroom door. Once she stopped I struggled to get of her arms. She let me go, and I rushed over the toilet and got sick. When I was done, she handed me a towel. I wiped my mouth.
“I guess you shouldn’t go vampire speed anymore,” she mumbled. I laughed.
“Maybe not,” I agreed. She left while I used the bathroom.
When I came out, she picked me up and walked down stairs at human speed. She set me back down on the sofa, where I had a feeling I’d be spending a lot of time.
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