Hey everyone !

I have a new story for you all. It's been playing around in my mind for a while now and so while I was on my 40 day (lent) break from Fanfiction I started thinking about how I would go about writing it and this morning I managed to get out the first five chapters. I will update once a week on Sundays. I hope you enjoy the story, I loved writing it.

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I sat, in my apartment, in Chicago, on my bed, rubbing my swollen, almost 8 month pregnancy belly.

I had a photo album resting on lap as I turned the pages. My mother had started a scrap book for me the day I was born. It had pictures of me from every year and every age up until I was 25.

On June 12th, 2008 while I was away in Seattle for my best friends wedding, my parents were in their tiny house in Forks, Washington. That night before they went to bed my mom forgot to put out every candle she had lit earlier that evening. During the night one of the candles in their room fell to the ground, the flames had spread so quickly that by the time the fire department got their my mom had already passed and my dad was barley hanging on.

The fire fighter, Chris, I met with told me that he was the one who found my parents that night. He said that my dad had grabbed his hand and whispered with a horse voice and his last breath of air "Love…you…Bells."

I began to cry just thinking about what happened that night. It took me a good hour before I could control my tears again; after all, it wasn't even a year ago. But what followed that night turned out to be even worse.

I had become vulnerable to almost any guy around me. One night when I was at the restaurant in Forks with my friend Angela I ran into the fire fighter, Chris. He asked if I would like to have dinner sometime and I immediately agreed. Why wouldn't I? He was a good looking man who put his life on the line for others every day.

We had only been dating for a couple of weeks when I started to get know the real Chris. He would slap me on the cheek for no reason, he would punch my stomach when he took out his anger on something that had nothing to do with me (of course he would saw that it was all my fault).

By the end of July I knew I had to get out. The night that he raped me was the night I left. I didn't bother to take anything with me other than my purse and a small backpack of clothes. I had enough money from mom and dad to support myself where ever I chose to go.

By noon I was on a flight to Chicago. My parents had taken me there when I was 12 and I immediately fell in love with it.

My first couple of weeks here I spent in a 4-star hotel. It was only until I found the apartment I am living in now.

I realized I was pregnant when the morning sickness came. I hated the baby at first and was considering giving it up for adoption. Abortion was out of the question. I couldn't live with myself if I killed an innocent baby that hadn't done anything to anyone just because of who their father was. As the months grew on the baby became more and more apart of me, I knew I had to keep him or her. I wanted the sex to be a surprise for myself.

For these past 8 months I haven't heard from Chris at all. Actually, four months back Angela called and told me that Chris had been killed going into a burning building. As mean as it is to say, I was glad he had died.

Wiping the tears off my face I looked over to the clock and noticed that if I didn't leave now I would be late meeting Alice for coffee. She was here on a business trip. Jasper had come with her also seeing on how he grew up here and his parents still lived here.

Alice Hale is my best friend whom I known since the womb. Our mothers were best friends from high school and they took all of the latest baby classes together. Alice and I were born only a few days apart, her being older.

Once I looked decent I pulled my maternity winter jacket on, grabbed my keys, and was out the door.

Winter in Chicago was definitely colder than winter in Forks. I didn't mind it though. I liked the snow and how beautiful the trees looked with the lights while being snow covered.

As I made my way out to the car I waved to the doorman Mr. Tup. My car is a 2009 red Prius. I absolutley loved it. I climbed into the driver's seat and drove the car out of the underground garage. The streets were a bit slick but nothing out of the ordinary.

I passed by the city's skating rink. It was a lovely place that I had promised to take Alice to see. This was her first visit to Chicago since I came here. I looked out to see the kids skating with their parents and thought about how I couldn't wait to do that with son or daughter.

Absorbed in my thoughts, I snapped out of them when I felt something hit my side of the car. There was noise all around me. My head began to spin as I slowly blacked out.

What is going to happen to my baby? I thought as I drifted into unconsciousness...


I smiled as I walked over to punch out. I grabbed my card and was about to scan it when my pager went off. Damn I thought. I was supposed to go meet my friend Jasper and his new wife Alice, who I had yet to meet, for coffee downtown. I would have to call him after this situation was dealt with.

My pager went off again and I ran down the hall to the emergency room doors.

"What do we have?" I asked as I ran up to the stretcher.

"Car crash, 25 year old female victim, only one in the car, appears to be about 8 months pregnant, vehicle was hit on the drivers side, she is unconscious, BP is low, 110 over 60."

We wheeled her into an operating room. We had to get this baby out of her; there was no way it would survive if the mother was in this state. Although I was an ER doctor I had also specialized in pediatrics too. I felt the need to be responsible for the baby in this women's body. After the anesthesiologist had her asleep I cut into her belly.

I pulled out a beautiful little boy who began to cry immediately. He had a full head of brown hair and blue eyes (as do all babies when they are born). He was a gorgeous baby. There appeared to be nothing wrong with him. After I had him cleaned off I left it to the other doctors to get to work on sewing her up and tending to her other needs.

I went threw all normal procedures when this sort of thing happens. I checked for any possible damage to him, I weighed him, and then took him off to the NICU followed by a team of nurses.

"He's fine," I said to the nurses. I began to wonder if they were just following me, for me.

"Are you sure Dr. Masen?" Amanda asked.

"Yes, please go tend to the other babies," I waved her and all other nurses off. They left with frowns on their faces.

I sat down in a chair and pulled the sleeping boy from his 'bed' and into my arms. He snuggled closer and I smiled.

"Dr. Masen seems to have found a new friend," I heard someone laugh about an hour later.

"Hello Kim, yes this is the baby from the accident that came in an hour ago," I chuckled. Kim was one of the other ER doctors who worked with me.

"I see that, how is he holding up?" she smiled at the little boy in my arms.

"He seems to be doing ok," I ran a finger along his cheek.

"Don't get too attached but," Kim started.

"Her husband will be here soon," I finished.

"Not quite Edward," Kim smile wiped right off her face.

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

"I just got the women's hospital transcript. Her name is Isabella Swan. She has quite the hospital record I must say. Dr. Carlisle Cullen from Forks, Washington attached a note telling me that she is a clumsy one, his daughter is best friends with Isabella, or Bella as Dr. Cullen called her. He also informed me that her parents were killed in a fire back in June. Soon after that she was raped and became pregnant with this little guy here."

"What?" I asked quietly. I felt rage to whoever did this to the women.

"Don't worry Edward, were going to take care of them now," she smiled and rested a hand on my shoulder.

Kim turned around to leave.

"Oh, before I forget, the paramedics found this in Bella's purse, it's a list of baby names, why don't you take a look at it?" she handed me a small sheet of paper with the most gorgeous handwriting I had ever seen.

I didn't bother looking at the girls names seeing how this little baby was clearly not a girl.

Daniel Nicholas

Jaden Charles

Ethan James

Colin Alexander

I'd have to say my favorite was Jaden Charles. I was glad because I was that Bella had drawn a circle around that name. Jaden Charles. It suited him.

"Hi Jaden," I looked down at him. He opened his little eyes which had brown flakes in them.

Jaden started to move his hands and feet around. I smiled at him and began to play with his hands. Once he became tired again and I gave him a bottle I placed him back in his 'bed'. I made a mental note to bring him to see his mom when I was back tomorrow.

I walked out of the NICU and back downstairs to the ER to clock out. After I clocked out I heard yelling in the hallway.

"LET ME SEE HER! SHE'S MY BEST FRIEND FOR CHRIST SAKES! HER NAME IS BELLA SWAN! SHE IS PREGNANT!" a small voice yelled before it started whispering, "Please, she's practically my sister, me and that baby are all she has, I need to make sure she is ok."

I rounded the corner and heard Deborah, the receptionist's response, "I'm very sorry miss, but-" I cut her off right there.

"It's ok Deborah; she can come with- Jasper?" I looked and saw Jasper standing there with a small pixie girl who must be Jasper's wife, and Bella's best friend.


"What are you doing here man?" we grabbed hands and pounded each other's backs.

"Alice's friend, who was going to meet us at the restaurant too never showed, we heard on the radio that she was in a car accident. Have you seen her come in?" he pleaded.

"Yes, I delivered the baby," I nodded my head.

"Edward, can you please take us to the baby, I know Bella isn't allowed visitors right now," Jasper asked.

"Of course, oh, and it's a little boy named Jaden, I kind of named him off a sheet Bella had in her purse," I mumbled.

"Don't worry," Alice placed a hand on my arm, "Jaden was what she was going to name the baby if she had a boy."

I nodded my head and then gave a small smile, "It's nice to meet you Alice, though I wish it was under different circumstances."

"Nice to meet you too," Alice gave a small smile.

"Would you like to come see Jaden?" I asked her.

"Of course," she grabbed Jasper's hand who was wiping the tears off her face.

"Follow me."

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There you have it. Let me know what you think, I'll update again next weekend ! See you then !

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