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〃Impossible；〃　I　whispered。　

I　had　absolutely　no　experience　with　pregnancy　or　babies　or　any　part　of　that　world；　but　I　wasn't　an　idiot。　
I'd　seen　enough　movies　and　TV　shows　to　know　that　this　wasn't　how　it　worked。　I　was　only　five　days　late。　
If　I　was　pregnant；　my　body　wouldn't　even　have　registered　that　fact。　I　would　not　have　morning　sickness。　I　



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would　not　have　changed　my　eating　or　sleeping　habits。　

And　I　most　definitely　would　not　have　a　small　but　defined　bump　sticking　out　between　my　hips。　

I　twisted　my　torso　back　and　forth；　examining　it　from　every　angle；　as　if　it　would　disappear　in　exactly　the　
right　light。　I　ran　my　fingers　over　the　subtle　bulge；　surprised　by　how　rock　hard　it　felt　under　my　skin。　

〃Impossible；〃　I　said　again；　because；　bulge　or　no　bulge；　period　or　no　period　（and　there　was　definitely　no　
period；　though　I'd　never　been　late　a　day　in　my　life）；　there　was　no　way　I　could　be　pregnant　The　only　
person　I'd　ever　had　sex　with　was　a　vampire；　for　crying　out　loud。　

A　vampire　who　was　still　frozen　on　the　floor　with　no　sign　of　ever　moving　again。　

So　there　had　to　be　some　other　explanation；　then。　Something　wrong　with　me。　A　strange　South　American　
disease　with　all　the　signs　of　pregnancy；　only　accelerated。。。　

And　then　I　remembered　something—a　morning　of　inter　research　that　seemed　a　lifetime　ago　now。　
Sitting　at　the　old　desk　in　my　room　at　Charlie's　house　with　gray　light　glowing　dully　through　the　window；　
staring　at　my　ancient；　wheezing　puter；　reading　avidly　through　a　website　called　〃Vampires　AZ。〃　It　
had　been　less　than　twentyfour　hours　since　Jacob　Black；　trying　to　entertain　me　with　the　Quileute　legends　
he　didn't　believe　in　yet；　had　told　me　that　Edward　was　a　vampire。　I'd　scanned　anxiously　through　the　first　
entries　on　the　site；　which　was　dedicated　to　vampire　

myths　around　the　world。　The　Filipino　Danag；　the　Hebrew　Estrie；　the　Romanian　Varacolaci；　the　Italian　
Stregoni　benefici　（a　legend　actually　based　on　my　new　fatherinlaw's　early　exploits　with　the　Volturi；　not　
that　I'd　known　anything　about　that　at　the　time）。。。　I'd　paid　less　and　less　attention　as　the　stories　had　grown　
more　and　more　implausible。　I　only　remembered　vague　bits　of　the　later　entries。　They　mostly　seemed　like　
excuses　dreamed　up　to　explain　things　like　infant　mortality　rates—and　infidelity。　No；　honey；　I'm　not　
having　an　affair！　That　sexy　woman　you　saw　sneaking　out　of　the　house　was　an　evil　succubus。　I'm　
lucky　I　escaped　with　my　life！　（Of　course；　with　what　I　knew　now　about　Tanya　and　her　sisters；　I　
suspected　that　some　of　those　excuses　had　been　nothing　but　fact。）　There　had　been　one　for　the　ladies；　too。　
How　can　you　accuse　me　of　cheating　on　you—just　because　you've　e　home　from　a　twoyear　sea　
voyage　and　I'm　pregnant？　It　was　the　incubus。　He　hypnotized　me　with　his　mystical　vampire　
powers。。。。　

That　had　been　part　of　the　definition　of　the　incubus—the　ability　to　father　children　with　his　hapless　prey。　

I　shook　my　head；　dazed。　But。。。　

I　thought　of　Esme　and　especially　Rosalie。　Vampires　couldn't　have　children。　If　it　were　possible；　Rosalie　
would　have　found　a　way　by　now。　The　incubus　myth　was　nothing　but　a　fable。　

Except　that。。。　well；　there　was　a　difference。　Of　course　Rosalie　could　not　conceive　a　child；　because　she　
was　frozen　in　the　state　in　which　she　passed　from　human　to　inhuman。　Totally　unchanging。　And　human　
women's　bodies　had　to　change　to　bear　children。　The　constant　change　of　a　monthly　cycle　for　one　thing；　
and　then　the　bigger　changes　needed　to　acmodate　a　growing　child。　Rosalie's　body　couldn't　change。　

But　mine　could。　Mine　did。　I　touched　the　bump　on　my　stomach　that　had　not　been　there　yesterday。　

And　human　men—well；　they　pretty　much　stayed　the　same　from　puberty　to　death。　I　remembered　a　
random　bit　of　trivia；　gleaned　from　who　knows　where：　Charlie　Chaplin　was　in　his　seventies　when　he　



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fathered　his　youngest　child。　Men　had　no　such　thing　as　childbearing　years　or　cycles　of　fertility。　

Of　course；　how　would　anyone　know　if　vampire　men　could　father　children；　when　their　partners　were　not　
able？　What　vampire　on　earth　would　have　the　restraint　necessary　to　test　the　theory　with　a　human　woman？　
Or　the　inclination？　

I　could　think　of　only　one。　

Part　of　my　head　was　sorting　through　fact　and　memory　and　speculation；　while　the　other　half—the　part　
that　controlled　the　ability　to　move　even　the　smallest　muscles—was　stunned　beyond　the　capacity　for　
normal　operations。　I　couldn't　move　my　lips　to　speak；　though　I　wanted　to　ask　Edward　to　please　explain　to　
me　what　was　going　on。　I　needed　to　go　back　to　where　he　sat；　to　touch　him；　but　my　body　wouldn't　follow　
instructions。　I　could　only　stare　at　my　shocked　eyes　in　the　mirror；　my　fingers　gingerly　pressed　against　the　
swelling　on　my　torso。　

And　then；　like　in　my　vivid　nightmare　last　night；　the　scene　abruptly　transformed。　Everything　I　saw　in　the　
mirror　looked　pletely　different；　though　nothing　actually　was　different。　

What　happened　to　change　everything　was　that　a　soft　little　nudge　bumped　my　hand—from　inside　my　
body。　

In　the　same　moment；　Edward's　phone　rang；　shrill　and　demanding。　Neither　of　us　moved。　It　rang　again　and　
again。　I　tried　to　tune　it　out　while　I　pressed　my　fingers　to　my　stomach；　waiting。　In　the　mirror　my　expression　
was　no　longer　

bewildered—it　was　wondering　now。　I　barely　noticed　when　the　strange；　silent　tears　started　streaming　
down　my　cheeks。　

The　phone　kept　ringing。　I　wished　Edward　would　answer　it—I　was　having　a　moment。　Possibly　the　
biggest　of　my　life。　

Ring！　Ring！　Ring！　

Finally；　the　annoyance　broke　through　everything　else。　I　got　down　on　my　knees　next　to　Edward—I　found　
myself　moving　more　carefully；　a　thousand　times　more　aware　of　the　way　each　motion　felt—and　patted　his　
pockets　until　I　found　the　phone。　I　halfexpected　him　to　thaw　out　and　answer　it　himself；　but　he　was　
perfectly　still。　

I　recognized　the　number；　and　I　could　easily　guess　why　she　was　calling。　

〃Hi；　Alice；〃　I　said。　My　voice　wasn't　much　better　than　before。　I　cleared　my　throat。　

〃Bella？　Bella；　areyou　okay？〃　

〃Yeah。　Urn。　Is　Carlisle　there？〃　

〃He　is。　What's　the　problem？〃　

〃I'm　not。。。　one　hundred　percent。。。　sure___〃　

〃Is　Edward　all　right？〃　she　asked　warily。　She　called　Carlisle's　name　away　from　the　phone　and　then　



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demanded；　〃Why　didn't　he　pick　up　the　phone？〃　before　I　could　answer　her　first　question。　

〃I'm　not　sure。〃　

〃Bella；what's　going　on？　I　just　saw—〃　

〃What　did　you　see？〃　

There　was　a　silence。　〃Here's　Carlisle；〃　she　finally　said。　

It　felt　like　ice　water　had　been　injected　in　my　veins。　If　Alice　had　seen　a　vision　of　me　with　a　greeneyed；　
angelfaced　child　in　my　arms；　she　would　have　answered　me；　wouldn't　she？　

While　I　waited　through　the　split　second　it　took　for　Carlisle　to　speak；　the　vision　I'd　imagined　for　Alice　
danced　behind　my　lids。　A　tiny；　beautiful　little　baby；　even　more　beautiful　than　the　boy　in　my　dream—a　tiny　
Edward　in　my　arms。　Warmth　shot　through　my　veins；　chasing　the　ice　away。　

〃Bella；　it's　Carlisle。　What's　going　on？〃　

〃I—〃　I　wasn't　sure　how　to　answer。　Would　he　laugh　at　my　conclusions；　tell　me　I　was　crazy？　Was　I　just　
having　another　colorful　dream？　〃I'm　a　little　worried　about　Edward。。。。　Can　vampires　go　into　shock？〃　

〃Has　he　been　harmed？〃　Carlisle's　voice　was　suddenly　urgent。　

〃No；　no；〃　I　assured　him。　〃Just。。。　taken　by　surprise。〃　

〃I　don't　understand；　Bella。〃　

〃I　think。。。　well；　I　think　that。。。　maybe。。。　I　might　be　。。。〃　I　took　a　deep　breath。　〃Pregnant。〃　

As　if　to　back　me　up；　there　was　another　tiny　nudge　in　my　abdomen。　My　hand　flew　to　my　stomach。　

After　a　long　pause；　Carlisle's　medical　training　kicked　in。　

〃When　was　the　first　day　of　your　last　menstrual　cycle？〃　

〃Sixteen　days　before　the　wedding。〃　I'd　done　the　mental　math　thoroughly　enough　just　before　to　be　able　to　
answer　with　certainty。　

〃How　do　you　feel？〃　

〃Weird；〃　I　told　him；　and　my　voice　broke。　Another　trickle　of　tears　dribbled　down　my　cheeks。　〃This　is　
going　to　sound　crazy—look；　I　know　it's　way　too　early　for　any　of　this。　Maybe　I　am　crazy。　But　I'm　having　
bizarre　dreams　and　eating　all　the　time　and　crying　and　throwing　up　and。。。　and。。。　I　swear　something　moved　
inside　me　just　now。〃　

Edward's　head　snapped　up。　

I　sighed　in　relief。　

Edward　held　his　hand　out　for　the　phone；　his　face　white　and　hard。　



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〃Urn；　I　think　Edward　wants　to　talk　to　you。〃　

〃Put　him　on；〃　Carlisle　said　in　a　strained　voice。　

Not　entirely　sure　that　Edward　could　talk；　I　put　the　phone　in　his　outstretched　hand。　

He　pressed　it　to　his　ear。　〃Is　it　possible？〃　he　whispered。　

He　listened　for　a　long　time；　staring　blankly　at　nothing。　

〃And　Bella？〃　he　asked。　His　arm　wrapped　around　me　as　he　spoke；　pulling　me　close　into　his　side。　

He　listened　for　what　seemed　like　a　long　time　and　then　said；　〃Yes。　Yes；　I　will。〃　

He　pulled　the　phone　away　from　his　ear　and　pressed　the　〃end〃　button。　Right　away；　he　dialed　a　new　
number。　

〃What　did　Carlisle　say？〃　I　asked　impatiently。　

Edward　answered　in　a　lifeless　voice。　〃He　thinks　you're　pregnant。〃　

The　words　sent　a　warm　shiver　down　my　spine。　The　little　nudger　fluttered　inside　me。　

〃Who　are　you　calling　now？〃　I　asked　as　he　put　the　phone　back　to　his　ear。　

〃The　airport。　We're　going　home。〃　

Edward　was　on　the　phone　for　more　than　an　hour　without　a　break。　I　guessed　that　he　was　arranging　our　
flight　home；　but　I　couldn't　be　sure　because　he　wasn't　speaking　English。　It　sounded　like　he　was　arguing；　he　
spoke　through　his　teeth　a　lot。　

While　he　argued；　he　packed。　He　whirled　around　the　room　like　an　angry　tornado；　leaving　order　rather　
than　destruction　in　his　path。　He　threw　a　set　of　my　clothes　on　the　bed　without　looking　at　them；　so　I　
assumed　it　was　time　for　me　to　get　dressed。　He　continued　with　his　argument　while　I　changed；　gesturing　
with　sudden；　agitated　movements。　

When　I　could　no　longer　bear　the　violent　energy　radiating　out　of　him；　I　quietly　left　the　room。　His　manic　
concentration　made　me　sick　to　my　stomach—not　like　the　morning　sickness；　just　unfortable。　I　would　
wait　somewhere　else　for　his　mood　to　pass。　I　couldn't　talk　to　this　icy；　focused　Edward　who　honestly　
frightened　me　a　little。　

Once　again；　I　ended　up　in　the　kitchen。　There　was　a　bag　of　pretzels　in　the　cupboard。　I　started　chewing　on　
them　absently；　staring　out　the　window　at　the　sand　and　rocks　and　trees　and　ocean；　everything　glittering　in　
the　sun。　

Someone　nudged　me。　

〃I　know；〃　I　said。　〃I　don't　want　to　go；　either。〃　

I　stared　out　the　window　for　a　moment；　but　the　nudger　didn't　respond。　



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〃I　don't　understand；〃　i　whispered。　〃What　is　wrong　here？〃　

Surprising；　absolutely。　Astonishing；　even。　But　wrong？　

No。　

So　why　was　Edward　so　furious？　He　was　the　one　who　had　actually　wished　out　loud　for　a　shotgun　
wedding。　

I　tried　to　reason　through　it。　

Maybe　it　wasn't　so　confusing　that　Edward　wanted　us　to　go　home　right　away。　He'd　want　Carlisle　to　
check　me　out；　make　sure　my　assumption　was　right—though　there　was　absolutely　no　doubt　in　my　head　at　
this　point。　Probably　they'd　want　to　figure　out　why　I　was　already　so　pregnant；　with　the　bump　and　the　
nudging　and　all　of　that。　That　wasn't　normal。　

Once　I　thought　of　this；　I　was　sure　I　had　it。　He　must　be　so　worried　about　the　baby。　I　hadn't　gotten　around　
to　freaking　out　yet。　My　brain　worked　slower　than　his—it　was　still　stuck　marveling　over　the　picture　it　had　
conjured　up　before：　the　tiny　child　with　Edward's　eyes—green；　as　his　had　been　when　he　was　
human—lying　fair　and　beautiful　in　my　arms。　I　hoped　he　would　have　Edward's　face　exactly；　with　no　
interference　from　mine。　

It　was　funny　how　abruptly　and　entirely　necessary　this　vision　had　bee。　From　that　first　little　touch；　the　
whole　world　had　shifted。　Where　before　there　was　just　one　thing　i　could　not　live　without；　now　there　were　
two。　There　was　no　division—my　love　was　not　split　between　them　now；　it　wasn't　like　that。　It　was　more　
like　my　heart　had　grown；　swollen　up　to　twice　its　size　in　that　moment。　All　that　extra　space；　already　filled。　
The　increase　was　almost　dizzying。　

I'd　never　really　understood　Rosalie's　pain　and　resentment　before。　I'd　never　imagined　myself　a　mother；　
never　wanted　that。　It　had　been　a　piece　of　cake　to　promise　Edward　that　I　didn't　care　about　giving　up　
children　for　him；　because　I　truly　didn't。　Children；　in　the　abstract；　had　never　appealed　to　me。　They　seemed　
to　be　loud　creatures；　often　dripping　some　form　of　goo。　I'd　never　had　much　to　do　with　them。　When　I'd　
dreamed　of　Renee　providing　me　with　a　brother；　I'd　always　imagined　an　older　brother。　Someone　to　take　
care　of　me；　rather　than　the　other　way　around。　

This　child；　Edward's　child；　was　a　whole　different　story。　

I　wanted　him　like　I　wanted　air　to　breathe。　Not　a　choice—a　necessity。　

Maybe　I　just　had　a　really　bad　imagination。　Maybe　that　was　why　I'd　been　unable　to　imagine　that　I　would　
like　being　married　until　after　I　already　was—unable　to　see　that　I　would　want　a　baby　until　after　one　was　
already　ing。。。。　

As　I　put　my　hand　on　my　stomach；　waiting　for　the　next　nudge；　tears　streaked　down　my　cheeks　again。　

〃Bella？〃　

I　turned；　made　wary　by　the　tone　of　his　voice。　It　was　too　cold；　too　careful。　His　face　matched　his　voice；　
empty　and　hard。　




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And　then　he　saw　that　I　was　crying。　

〃Bella！〃　Hecrossed　the　room　in　a　flash　and　put　his　hands　on　my　face。　〃Are　you　in　pain？〃　

〃No；　no—〃　

He　pulled　me　against　his　chest。　〃Don't　be　afraid。　We'll　be　home　in　sixteen　hours。　You'll　be　fine。　Carlisle　
will　be　ready　when　we　get　there。　We'll　take　care　of　this；　and　you'll　be　fine；　you'll　be　fine。〃　

〃Take　care　of　this？　What　do　you　mean？〃　

He　leaned　away　and　looked　me　in　the　eye。　〃We're　going　to　get　that　thing　out　before　it　can　hurt　any　part　
of　you。　Don't　be　scared。　I　wont　let　it　hurt　you。〃　

〃That　thing？〃　Igasped。　

He　looked　sharply　away　from　me；　toward　the　front　door。　〃Dammit！　I　forgot　Gustavo　was　due　today。　HI　
get　rid　of　him　and　be　right　back。〃　He　darted　out　of　the　room。　

I　clutched　the　counter　for　support。　My　knees　were　wobbly。　

Edward　had　just　called　my　little　nudger　a　thing。　He　said　Carlisle　would　get　it　out。　

〃No；〃　I　whispered。　

I'd　gotten　it　wrong　before。　He　didn't　care　about　the　baby　atall。　He　wanted　to　hurt　him。　The　beautiful　
picture　in　my　head　shifted　abruptly；　changed　into　something　dark。　My　pretty　baby　crying；　my　weak　arms　
not　enough　to　protect　him。。。。　

What　could　I　do？　Would　I　be　able　to　reason　with　them？　What　if　I　couldn't？　Did　this　explain　Alice's　
strange　silence　on　the　phone？　Is　that　what　she'd　seen？　Edward　and　Carlisle　killing　that　pale；　perfect　child　
before　he　could　live？　

〃No；〃　I　whispered　again；　my　voice　stronger。　That　could　not　be。　I　would　not　allow　it。　

I　heard　Edward　speaking　Portuguese　again。　Arguing　again。　His　voice　got　closer；　and　I　heard　him　grunt　in　
exasperation。　Then　I