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Summary: A heated encounter three years ago, leaves Bella Swan pregnant with her roommate's brother's child. Now she wants her child to know his father. He wants to crush her down for having it in the first place. Rated M (NC-17), for violence, sexual scenes and language. All Human, Very OOC, AU;

Paradise Lost

And Then He Threatened For Her

"Is he awake again?" Edward asked, stepping into Danny's hospital room. "It's been four hours since last time."

Bella was standing with her back turned toward him. Her hair was pulled in a messy bun on top of her head, exposing her neck to the coolness of the hospital room. She didn't know if the shiver that ran down her spine was because of the air-conditioned air, or simply from Edward's presence. Despite the fact he had been around all the time, she still felt this weird chill whenever he walked into the same room with her.

He stepped closer and he shoulders tensed. Another step, and then another and was right behind her. Without thinking twice she leaned back at him and pressed her face to his broad shoulder.

She never thought that the man she so desperately tried to run away from would be the one to glue the pieces of her heart back together every time it shattered to a million pieces.

"Not since the last time," she mumbled in his neck. "He opened his eyes a couple of times, but dozed off almost immediately. John said that they'd have to sedate him soon for his tests."

Edward sneaked his arms around Bella's waist and entwined his fingers, letting them rest low on her stomach. He hated the way Dr. Adkins looked at Bella, the way he tried to re-assure her, to touch her whenever he wasn't around. He wasn't oblivious that the doctor seemed to lavish them with attention he undoubtedly didn't give his other patients. Edward, however, tried to bite his tongue and keep the glares at minimum. Staying close to Bella meant staying close to Danny and Edward wasn't going to risk his son's health over jealousy.

"What are we going to do if he's not all right, Edward? What if he does have cancer? What if he dies?"

Until then, neither of them dared to ask these questions. The tension in the air was thick, almost suffocating. Edward clicked his tongue and released Bella from his arms. Her anxieties looked permanently embodied underneath her eyes the deep purplish bags making her look older than her twenty-two years. Tiredly, they followed Edward's figure to Danny's bed, where he easily slipped next to his sleeping son, cuddling him to his chest.

Without moving his gaze from his son, he answered, "I can't give you false hopes, or take away the little faith you have. Don't ask me to do that, Bella. I'd either turn up a liar, or a bastard and I don't think that's who you need right now."

Bella rubbed her tired eyes and pressed her back to the wall, slowly sliding down until she was seated on the hard flood, holding her legs close to her chest. A comfortable silence settled in the room, the only noise coming from the machines attached to Danny.

"I spoke with John this morning," Bella started, looking up at Edward, who still caressed Danny's head. "We need to make a list of all our relatives that may be cancer carriers. As far as I know my mother was as healthy as a horse and my father's side of the family was in good health as well, if you exclude the premature balding."

Edward chuckled darkly. "I can give you the Cullens family history, but I don't think that'll do any good since I'm not a fucking Cullen! Do you really think I have any idea about the Masens medical problems?"

"Esme is your biological mother—"

"I honestly doubt she even knew who her family was. As far as I know she ran away with some asshole when she was fifteen or something and Carlisle found her somewhere. It's not like I can go and ask her now, can I?"

Bella sighed in defeat and buried her fingers in her hair. Their conversations ended with an argument ever since they stepped foot in the hospital. Usually, this was time when either she or Edward would step away from the room and try to calm their nerves, before giving another try of speaking.

Sighing, Bella stood up from the ground and brushed the invisible dust from the back of her pants. "I need to go and have a shower. I'm in desperate need of a long bath and clean clothes. You'll stay with him, won't you? I'll just stop by my apartment and be in and out as soon as possible."

It had been two days since Danny was brought to the hospital and Bella had not left since. Edward left on occasion, dealing with the bureaucracy surrounding Danny's stay at the hospital. Heath insurance, funding, the search of the best doctors to consult and help with his case wasn't something he wanted to let Bella beat herself upon.

"Go to my place. It's closer and I already moved some of your stuff there. There's a spare toothbrush and razors in the cabinet above the sink of the master bathroom."

"I can go to my own apartment. In fact, I should go and check on things there. I haven't been in since..." She left that trail of thought for Edward to finish.

Removing his eyes from Danny, Edward looked at Bella. "There's nothing you need to take care of in your apartment. Vanessa called while you were sleeping this morning and told me her and Jacob were maintaining the apartment. Just cut your time and go to my place."

Sighing irritated, Bella said, "Fine. Give me your car keys."

"Did you lose your mind? I'm not giving you my car!" he said, immediately, rejecting her request. "I don't trust anyone with my car."

Bella looked at him for the longest time, dumbfounded. "You trust me to raise your son, yet you don't trust me to drive your car?" She hurriedly placed a few strands of hair that were hanging around her face behind her ears and narrowed her eyes at him.

"What if you do anything to it?"

"Like what? Run a homeless person over and flee the scene?" Her voice had raised and her expression was similar to the one she had whenever she ate something sour.

Edward's features immediately hardened. He dug deep into his pocket and as soon as he took a hold on his keys he tossed them at her forcefully. In the last second she dogged away from them and they fell onto the floor. "Bitch," he hissed at her, bringing his attention back to his son.

"Is everything okay in here?" Dr. Adkins asked, walking into the room with a concerned look on his face. His usually colorful patterned scrubs were replaced with plain pale blue ones.

"Just peachy, John," Bella knelt down to grab the keys and toss them back at Edward with the same force he tossed them at her. She quickly kissed Danny's head and walked out of the room, muttering, "Just peachy."

Angrily, Bella walked out of the hospital's premises and took the deep breath she didn't even know she needed so bad. The four hospital room walls have been closing on her, suffocating her, but not as much as the thought of her son's sickness.

Hailing a cab as soon as she reached the street, she gave the driver her address and leaned back on the seat, fighting the urge to close her eyes and have the much needed sleep she was deprived of the past two days. Bella let her mind wander around what had happened and what was about to happen. Yesterday, after Danny had woken up, he wasn't coherent and almost immediately slipped out of consciousness again. He woke up periodically after that, three to four hours apart, but he fell asleep again almost as soon as he asked for his mother.

Doctor Adkins had decided to wait another night and see if there will be any new development before he proceeded with the tests he had previously scheduled for last night. The morning he came to check on him and Bella, he informed her that they will start preparing him for the bone marrow test around midday, but the actual test had been scheduled for three o'clock.

Arriving at her apartment, she greeted the doorman and wished him a good day before walking to the elevator and climbing in. She was alone in it and sighed contently, needing the time alone. Bella didn't know how worn out and beat she was until she left the hospital.

The elevator arrived at her floor and almost immediately the door to her apartment opened. Before she could even utter a word, Jacob had her in his arms and soothingly caressed her hair. Her dead eyes couldn't produce tears anymore, so she just collapsed in his arms and let him collect the pieces of her broken being.

Jake released the hold he had on her only for Vanessa to fill his place. "It's going to be all right, B. Trust me on this."

Keeping her gaze on nothing at all, Bella didn't saw who had her wrapped in an embrace next, but when she was finally crushed to his chest, she looked up and burst in tears, grabbing a handful of his shirt, she kept him close to her as she soaked through the material.

"Shh, Bella. I'm here. We're here. It's all right," Emmett whispered in her ear, stroking the back of her head soothingly.

As soon as Jacob had called him the night before informing him about the outcome of Danny's illness, Emmett had called and made arrangements with his company's private jet to fly to Seattle first thing in the morning. Knowing perfectly well Rosalie would also want to be there, he asked her to join him and as soon as it was possible they were on their way to Seattle.

The flight had been more than uncomfortable. Their official break up had happened only forty-eight hours earlier. Emmett had hoped to at least have six months before having to see her again, afraid that being in the same room with her might bring back memories and desires he was not yet ready for.

Destiny had other plans, though and that was not the time for him and Rosalie to overcome their difficulties with conversing with each other. They were here for Danny and Bella sake and nothing was going to stay in their way of helping whichever way they could.

Rosalie took uncertain steps toward Bella, unsure as to how the broken mother would react to her presence. The last time they met things hadn't ended well between them. Although Rosalie was her best friend, Bella had no problems telling her off and defending Emmett when she did wrong. Bella hated to admit it, but a small part of her held personal grudge against her for sleeping with Edward. Rationally, Bella knew she had no claim on him, nor that she wanted one, but subconsciously the jealousy made her feel like Rosalie betrayed her as well.

Bella looked up at her friend and smiled weakly, hugging her before letting go, only to hold her hand, "What are you doing here," she said, sniffling as the tears ceased to fall from her eyes anymore. She was so tired, all she wanted was to curl in bed and go to sleep, but the urge to be close to Danny was more than her tired body's wishes.

"Jake called us last night and we flew in as soon as possible," Emmett explained, a deep frown forming between his eyebrows. "How's the little man?"

Clearing her throat, Bella answered, "He's fine, or…as fine as he could possibly be. He's with his father now. They've scheduled him for some testing later today. I just came to have a shower and grab a bite to eat and then I'll go back."

"We're here for you, Bella," Rosalie whispered, squeezing her hand reassuringly.

"God, I wanted to see you all so bad. I'm sorry we don't meet under better circumstances."

Rosalie and Emmett's gazes met, and Rose was the first to advert her gaze. They hadn't told Jake and Vanessa and they definitely weren't going to tell Bella now about their decision to stop seeing each other indefinitely. Somewhere in the back of her head, Bella always thought that her friends would somehow find their way back to each other, no matter how rough the path they were going through was.

"Jump in the shower," Vanessa said. "I'll make something to eat and then I'll drive you to the hospital."

Nodding in agreement, Bella squeezed Rosalie hand once more, before letting go and walking into the apartment. The young mother kept her gaze on the floor, scared that if she saw something that belonged to her son, she'd crash down.

On her way to the bathroom, Bella walked into the laundry room to collect her towel, when she remembered being here with Edward less than a month ago. So much has changed since then. Although embarrassed, in that moment Bella also felt desire. Their relationship had always had its bumps, but back then things were smooth, care-free and joyful. Back then, Bella even let herself think about "what ifs" with her and Edward.

Shaking her head, she picked up the first towel she saw and all but ran out of the laundry room. This wasn't the time to dwell on such things.

Rushing through her shower, Bella tried her best now to think about anything in particular. She hummed a song and wondered what Vanessa was making for breakfast. Desperately, she ran around the real problems. Drying herself with a towel, Bella was quick to put on a pair of jeans and a tight-fitted blue shirt. Walking to her closet, she pulled out an overhead hoodie and put it over the shirt. She wrapped a towel around her wet hair before leaving the room.

The smell of bacon and eggs attacked her senses and her stomach growled in protest. She had fed herself a little in the hospital, but with all the stress, she just hadn't felt hungry.

"You okay?" Jacob asked when she walked into the room.

Nodding reassuringly, she moved her head from left to right cracking her neck. "I'm going to need a massage when all of this is over." Bella sat on one of the barstools and immediately grabbed the fork in front of her, digging into the delicious breakfast.

"Did you call Charlotte?" Rosalie asked, looking up from her cereal. Emmett was seated next to her having a sandwich stuffed with so many ingredients it would put Subway to shame. Hearing the name Charlotte reminded him that he had a date that night that he obviously couldn't attend now.

His relationship with Charlotte had been crazy. They had only met three days ago, but she wasn't shy by any means. Almost as soon as they went on their separate ways, Emmett sent her a text, giving her his number. Throughout the day they kept sending texts, teasing each other, making the other laugh. Emmett gathered the courage to call her later in the evening and they spent almost the entire night speaking. The next two days have passed in similar fashion until Emmett finally decided to ask her out.

He wanted to smack himself for being so forgetful. He made a silent note to call her as soon as he could and inform her of what was going on. Hopefully she'd understand, because Emmett was already crazy about her.

"God no. I forgot. I have to call her," Bella groaned, swallowing the food in her mouth. "She's not Edward's blood cousin, though, so it's not like she can get tes—"

Bella gasped and her eyes immediately met Vanessa's. Four pairs of eyes stared at Bella as if she had lost her mind. Pieces finally started falling into their places.

"Do you have history of cancer in your family?" Bella asked hurriedly.

"Why?" Vanessa asked, confused. Emmett and Rosalie looked at each other and then back at the scene in front of them. Nobody could understand what was going on, but Bella kept pressuring.

"Just answer the question, Ness!" Bella raised her voice and sat up straighter in the chair.

"My father has Leukemia, you know that. His grandfather also had it."

Jacob tensed next to her and wrapped his arms protectively around her. "Is there any chance you…you know."

Vanessa shook her head. "It doesn't affect all, most like…between generations. I don't have any siblings and my aunt and uncle have no kids. I'm freaked out about it, but the tests I've made don't show any abnormalities. Why are you asking, Bella?"

Tears brimmed in the corners of Bella's eyes. "Because Edward Masen is Edward's biological father," Bella said, hurriedly and jumped from her chair. "I need to get to the hospital. Edward needs to get tested as well as you." Bella pointed toward Vanessa who had the look of shock on her face.

"Wow," Emmett murmured. "That's fucked up."

"You have to call Edward and Elizabeth," Bella said, tying the shoe laces of her sneakers. "Tell them Edward better get in here as soon as possible."

Less than half-an-hour later, Vanessa and Bella walked through the doors of the hospital. The initial shock of the information Bella had thrown at Vanessa had subsided and the latter finally was able to contact her family. By Murphy's Law, the only people she couldn't reach were Edward and Elizabeth, who were out of town and to their private cabin for the weekend.

Bella walked through the doors of Danny's room and involuntarily, her lips turned up into a smile. Edward was lying in the same position she left him in, only he was sound asleep. His arms were wrapped securely around their son's fragile body.

"I'll go buy coffee," Vanessa said, leaving Bella alone with her family.

Walking to the bed, Bella leaned over and caressed Danny's head. Sighing deeply, she moved her gaze to Edward who looked so calm, so content in his sleep. There were no traces of the angry men she was used to seeing all the time. In his sleep he looked even more beautiful than usual. Gone were the angry glares and the hardened features of his face.

"I'm sorry," he said, without opening his eyes. "I acted like a jerk and you didn't deserve it. I'm angry and frustrated and—"

"I know," Bella said silencing him. "Don't beat yourself about it, we'll talk later."

Edward looked up and her and took her hand in his, entwining their fingers together. "I don't think…I don't think I can survive all this without you here," Bella whispered, showing her insecurities.

"I don't think I can survive anything without you here," he answered her.

Bella averted her gaze from him and instead kept her eyes firmly on the vegetation outside the window. He had been telling stuff like that for a while now, but with Danny's condition she let it slide off her shoulders. Most of the time she was too distressed to push him away or to even comprehend what his lips on her neck, or arms around her waist meant to him.

The last thing she wanted was to give me false hopes about them. That was never going to happen no matter how much he wanted it.

"Did I freak you out?" he asked, still stroking Danny's hair.

Bella huffed and put her fingers into the tight pockets of her jeans. "It sounded pretty affectionate for two people who have no romantic history, present or future don't you think?"

Edward looked at her with a raised eyebrow, amusement overtaking the seriousness of the conversation. He knew Bella would be freaking out whenever they had to finally decide what their relationship was all about. Were they simply Daniel's parents, or was there something more, something else. He knew there was, but Bella was still beating around the bush. He let her do it. Denial was the first thing people felt whenever they got attracted to someone they usually wouldn't. That didn't bother him all.

"All right. You keep telling that to yourself and let me know how that works out for you."

Bella opened her mouth to protest, but before she could utter a single word Doctor Adkins walked into the room, informing both parents that Danny needs to be taken for preparation for the bone-marrow test.

"I want to be there," Bella argued. "I'm not leaving my son to get a painful procedure without me by his side."

"Bella," Adkins said, grabbing her hand in between his palms. "He's going to be sedated and he won't feel a thing."

Edward groaned, completely fed up with the doctor's attitude. He had left his hands roam around Bella for way too long now and although he had no intention of causing a scene, this young doctor definitely crossed the line. Standing up from the bed he walked over to Bella and pulled her to his side, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. Her hand fell to her side and Doctor Adkins even had the decency of looking somewhat irritated.

It amused Edward.

"I believe she said she wanted to be there. She will be there. Do you want me to break more hospital policies by demanding my presence in the room as well?"

"Mr. Cullen, I'm not easily moved my money and status. You may have a lot more benefits here in the hospital because of your 'donation' but to me you're just like any other parent on this floor."

A bitter chuckle escaped Edward's lips. "Bella, why don't you go and find a nurse that will give you some clothes to change into for the test? I'd like to have a word with Doctor Adkins privately."

"I don't think—"

"Please, Bella," Edward said with finality in his voice.

Sighing, Bella looked between the two men and with a tight line formed on her lips, turned to look at the father of her child. Her chocolate orbs found his eyes and held them with such intensity, Edward couldn't have adverted his gaze for anything. "Don't do anything stupid," she said in a quiet voice, before walking back slightly and turning around walking out of the room.

As soon as she was out of sight, Edward sneered and stepped closer to the doctor. "I have no idea what kind of sick thoughts are running through your head, but let me get one thing clear. Bella is mine."

Smirking, John crossed his arms over his chest. "She sure doesn't act like she's yours."

Laughing mockingly, Edward threatened, "I have ruined a lot of lives, doctor. I have no problem adding you to my list. Do your goddamned job and help my son. Think less of what my woman's body looks like naked, because guess what," he stepped closer to him, breathing down his neck. "I'm the only one who gets to see her like this. Don't fuck with me. This is a warning."

Walking around him and purposefully shoving him away with his shoulder, Edward heard the bitter mumble of John voice, saying quietly, "We'll see about that."

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This story is undergoing an editing process. So far the only edited chapter is the prologue, but as soon as I can get my hands on it, I'll edit everything.

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