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    The Hybrid Baby

    “Please don’t argue anymore,” she croaked. Her voice had lost all if its energy. She reached up and placed his hand on her belly. “Can’t you feel that?” her eyes were wide with an emotion I wish I could feel. Motherly Love.

    Edward closed his eyes for just a few moments. And in those few seconds of silence I would have given almost anything just to hear his thoughts. What was he thinking? How was this not the miracle of all miracles to him? In my book, this is up there with the Virgin Mary having a child. Of course, Bella is no virgin, but Edward is not living, either, and hasn’t been in nearly ninety years.

    His eyes opened again and he looked up in earnest. “This isn’t right,” he whispered into the air.

    I moved closer to her protectively. He could hear what I was thinking and it instantly angered him again. Fire blazed behind his eyes, but he kept his mouth shut, jaw tight.

    You aren’t taking this child from us. I thought angrily. Her, I added hastily, before he twisted my thoughts into something else.

    Bella’s stomach made a horrible gurgling sound and I knew instantly that she was going to be sick. In a split second I had grabbed the plastic basin off the coffee table and held it under her chin. Edward sank down to his knees instantly, realizing the same thing I did as Bella became violently sick into the container.

    I looked away as Edward held her hand.

    “Esme?” I called out.

    Her light footsteps could be heard overhead as she made her way gracefully down the stairs.

    “Oh dear,” Esme whispered. “Again?”

    Bella nodded. “I’m sorry, I’m just not feeling to good.”

    “Bella, love,” Edward moved her hair away from her face which was moist with sweat. “Please don’t be sorry. This is all my fault. I should have never –”

    “Please, don’t,” Bella patted his cheek.

    I sat on the edge of the couch, ready for the talk of the century, or the hour. Honestly, it’s like they are on repeat. Let me give you the run down. Edward says, “It’s all my fault, I shouldn’t have had wild crazy monkey sex with you while you were human…” while Bella smiles at him with her sunken cheeks, and his baby her in belly and says, “I love this baby, it’s our baby…” blah blah blah.

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