Kayla’s eyes narrowed and I knew what was coming next. I couldn’t see it in her mind but I didn’t need to. I braced myself as I felt her power lift me into the air. I was soaring backwards, heading for the wall, when I felt something stop me. I was suspended in the air for less than a second before I was released from Kayla’s power. I landed on my feet and I looked at her. My wife, my Kayla. Her hand was on her stomach, protecting her child from me. She should be protecting the baby from herself. She should listen to me.
“Thank you,” I said to her. She had stopped me from hitting the wall. Why though? I could tell she wanted to hurt me. Her green eyes were surprised.
“That wasn’t me,” she said, looking down at her stomach and then up at me.
The baby? I pointed to her stomach and her eyes softened. The baby had saved me? It was only eight weeks old, how could it harness that amount of power? And it saved me… I mentally shook my head before I could start thinking things. That wouldn’t be right. That baby was a monster. It had to be destroyed before it could hurt Kayla.
Jacob stood in front of Kayla again, protecting her. He growled at me and I felt my patience wearing with this mutt.
“Go, Edward,” he said to me. “Or the baby may not be fast enough to save your life from me.”
He didn’t understand did he? How could he let Kayla carry on with this pregnancy? Did he not understand the complications either? He vowed to protect her and yet he lets her carry that thing!
I ignored him and turned to Kayla. She had to understand. She had to see why I was doing it. I didn’t want to hurt her. Not at all. I just wanted to make sure she was safe.
Come with me. Think this through. You don’t know what you’re heading into you. We can fix it before it’s too late.
Her eyes hardened again and she shook her head.
“Go.” she said to me and I could hear the disappointment in her voice.
I sighed. She wasn’t going to trust me on this. I ran from the room, I didn’t want to prolong the agony I felt at losing her. She wasn’t going to stay with me. Not after I threatened her baby like that. If she hadn’t known she was pregnant would she have had the abortion? Was it because she knew that she had developed that maternal bond?
As soon as I was in the forest I climbed the highest tree. I needed to think. The baby had protected me from being harmed. Didn’t it understand what I was going to do to it? Didn’t it hear that I wanted to end it’s life? And yet it protects me.
Strange. I wondered then if the baby was more like Kayla than like me. Was it possible that the baby could be more Azdi than vampire? That the baby could come out fully human and only a paleness to it’s skin to indicate that a vampire had fathered it?
I wondered if my baby was a girl or a boy. What did I prefer? Well I didn’t have a preference as I thought I would never have a child. Maybe if my baby was a boy. I could teach him to hunt, if he was more vampire that human. I could teach him to play baseball, vampire baseball. I’d buy him a sports car, when he was old enough, and Rosalie could teach him mechanics. Emmett would no doubt teach him to fight along with Jasper. I’d help him win an arm wrestling match against Emmett.
If Kayla had a girl, well I would spoil her. She’d be my baby girl. I’d teach her to play the piano, let her read all the books I own. I would make sure she was a clever girl, so people recognised her for her talent rather the good looks she would inherit from her mother. Alice would go a little psychotic and probably dress her in pink, since her attempts with Kayla have been unsuccessful. Rosalie would be the doting aunt and probably spoil her more than I would. I would make sure that wasn’t the case. What would Emmett and Jasper be like with a niece? Very protective. She would probably be able to control them the moment she was born. Flash a smile and Emmett and Jasper would be her willing servants.
I could not be thinking about this kind of thing. My baby wouldn’t be normal. None of this could happen.
But even as I tried to tell myself this I knew that I was a goner. As I thought more and more about this child, my baby, I couldn’t help but love the baby even more. I tried to stop myself, I did, I knew nothing good could come of this half vampire baby, but I didn’t care.
I jumped down from the tree. I wanted to tell Kayla that I was thinking differently. Maybe she would take me back. I stopped outside her house. It was in darkness. I had been in the tree longer than I had thought. I scaled her the wall to her bedroom and was surprised to find the window shut. Kayla was sleeping but not peacefully. Her hands remained on her stomach and she tossed and turned. More nightmares. I wanted to go to her and comfort her but the fact that her window was closed meant she didn’t want me. Her window wasn’t an obstacle for me I could open it but I respected her wish. I would see her in the morning. I would call her in the morning and explain to her my feelings now. Although I did not like leaving her unprotected. I didn’t see any of the wolves on my way out of the forest but then it was their job to see and not be seen. Would Jacob have stayed with her? It seemed unlikely. Kayla would want to be alone now. She would have sent him away but he wouldn’t go far.
To prove my theory I heard soft footsteps on the grass. I looked down to see Jacob coming towards me. He didn’t look angry nor did he look happy to see me.
“I thought I might find you here,” Jacob said, as I dropped onto the grass beside him.
“I just wanted to check on her,” I said, running a hand through my hair. “I’ve been thinking.”
“I don’t want to hear it,” Jacob replied.
“I wasn’t going to tell you.” I didn’t like his attitude. “Watch over her for me.”
I didn’t say anything else. I ran into the forest and climbed the tree I was in before. I would stay there the night. To be as close as possible to her without upsetting the dog. As much as I disliked him at this moment in time, he was only protecting Kayla. To waste away the time, I thought of my unborn baby and all the things I could buy or should be buying.
Did the others know that Kayla was pregnant? Why hadn’t Alice seen it? Would Alice have been able to see it? Kayla was different to normal humans in so many ways the baby was sure to inherit that too. Wasn’t there a barrier around Kayla’s mind when she first arrived in Forks? Yes, I remember. I couldn’t read her thoughts the first day I met her. Then the next day I could. Our baby might be like that, I would have to ask.
Day had dawned as I was deliberating what type of cot to buy. It was mid morning I jumped down from the tree, intending to go home first. I would change my clothes and tell the others the good news. Emmett and Jasper already knew but would they have told Esme, Alice and Rosalie? Would Carlisle have told the others? Judging from Emmett and Jasper’s reactions when I said she was pregnant, I was guessing not.
As I approached my house, something was not right. I couldn’t hear any thoughts at all. Normally I didn’t listen for the thoughts of my family but I would still hear them and then I would try and tune them out. But I could hear nothing.
No wait. I lied. I could hear something.
Now, I just have to wait for him. I shouldn’t be waiting too long. He usually comes back around dawn.
I snarled. Where was he? I opened the door to my house and was shocked to see it. It looked like a tornado had passed through here after a hurricane had been. I stepped through the debris calling the names of my family, even though I knew they would not respond.
“Ah, Edward, I’ve been waiting.”
He appeared from nowhere. Just like that. I wanted to kill him. I wanted to rip him apart. I wanted to shred every last piece of him and burn it. I wanted there to be nothing left of him.
I snarled again. I bared my teeth and bent low into my hunting crouch. He stood there, looking completely casual.
“Now, now, now, Edward. There is no need for that. This matter does not concern you. You can walk away completely intact if you just let me do one thing.”
I did not speak to him. I stayed where I was. I could see in his mind a little bottle of a bright red liquid. What was it? He wasn’t thinking the name only the bottle.
Then I saw his hand raise, the bottle in his hand. I moved quickly behind him, snatching the bottle from his hand. He turned around. Again he didn’t look bothered by this at all.
“I have more,” he said, smiling. “Lots more.”
I jumped away from, standing below the TV. It was a stupid thing to do, I know but I wanted to know what this liquid was. It wasn’t blood, I knew that. I heard the brackets on the TV break but I didn’t move fast enough. The TV fell, screen first onto my head. It didn’t hurt me and I didn’t fall over. Surprisingly the TV landed upright but with a hole in the screen. I brushed the glass out of my hair, hearing the sound of breaking glass as I did. I looked at Mitchell who smiled. I saw pale red smoke rising in front of me. I felt it enter my nose, even though I wasn’t breathing, and go straight to my brain. My eyes became heavy and my mind foggy. I lost my balance, falling into a table. I hit the edge of the table. It turned on its side and I crashed through the legs.
“Sleeping potion,” I heard him say as blackness descended on me. “You’ll wake up, don’t worry.”
Sleeping potion? I was going to sleep? But I couldn’t. I had to tell Kayla he was here. I had to tell someone he was here. Someone had to know. I tried to put my hand in my pocket, to take out my cell phone and call Kayla but my arm wouldn’t work. My eyes closed even though I willed them to stay open. I had to tell Kayla but I couldn’t stay awake. For so long I’ve wished for sleep but now I would give anything to stay awake.
Blackness took me.