The Lost Girl

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Juliana's POV

A lot has happened this past month, my pregnancy was announced to the High Council. Bella got pregnant also, Paul had to go back to La Push. I wasn't allowed to because the stress was horrible for the baby.

"Jacob imprinted on the thing." Paul grumbled walking into our bedroom.

"It's over?" I asked hugging him.

"Yeah, Sam's keeping real close tabs on the thing." Paul said. He kissed me before bending down and kissing my bump. I was 10 weeks today and I had a small bump, I knew it was there and so did Paul.

"I've been taking good care of the baby." I said running my fingers through his hair.

"I know, what do you think were having?" Paul asked.

"A boy." I admitted.

"I think it's a girl." He said softly. He pulled my dress up and kissed my small bump before sighing.

"I can't believe we're having a baby." I admitted.

"I never thought I would be a good Dad, my Dad never set a good example. But I think with you by my side I could be an okay Dad." He whispered.

"You'll be a great Dad my love." I cooed.

"Are you up for some action? How you feeling?" He asked.

"Always and I'm fine, my morning sickness stopped almost completely." I said. He pulled my dress up over my head and stood up, Paul was so gentle with me.

I didn't have much stamina like I used to so I was tired after three rounds together. He never pushed me and asked if I could do another round.

"I'm sorry." I whispered as he cuddled up around my back. His hand laid on my stomach, his thumb rubbing my tiny bump.

"For what?" He asked.

"I don't have good stamina right now and it's only going to get worse. I'm barely pregnant." I whispered.

"Our relationship isn't just about sex baby girl, you know that. I don't care about how many rounds we can go. You are carrying precious cargo right now, and I need to protect you both." He said kissing my temple. I turned around to face him.

"What if I'm just never the same? Will you stay make love to me after I give birth? Oh god I'll be so gross!" I blubbered.

"Your body will always be the sexiest thing to me, I don't care what changes happen to it along our story. I don't care if you never fit into an extra small again, nobody has to know that. I'll always have a hard time keeping my hands off you even on your bad days." He reassured me.

"But I want to be beautiful!" I cried.

"Skinny doesn't mean beautiful, oh god I can just picture you pregnant and so fucking sexy. I can't fucking wait for your pregnancy glow." He raved.

"I am pregnant doofus." I commented.

"Very pregnant, you know with the cute waddle and shit." He said.

"What if I'm an ugly pregnant woman? Like zero glow, just whale." I asked.

"No shot you're an ugly pregnant woman, but I think you in a garbage bag would be sexy. You make anything sexy, it doesn't matter." He said.

"You always know how to make me feel good." I replied rubbing his arm. He hummed and kissed my neck softly before nuzzling in tight.

"I always try to do my best." He said. I hummed and sighed tucking my face into his arm.

Mom came for a visit a couple hours later, she hugged Paul welcoming him back home. He was happy to be home, I knew he was.

"How's my grand baby doing?" Mom asked putting her hand against my stomach.

"Good, I'm also fine thanks for asking Mom." I said.

"You were my next question, how's the morning sickness?" She asked.

"Pretty much gone." I said.

"Beautiful, any other symptoms?" Mom asked.

"Really sexy, even more than usual." Paul teased kissing my temple.

"Men always get more horny when their woman is pregnant." Mom said rolling her eyes.

"Makes me feel real good about myself though." I admitted. Paul smiled against my temple and a wave of light headedness washed over me. I stumbled and Paul grabbed me and sat me down.

"What's the matter? Talk to me." He asked laying his hand against my forehead.

"I'm just light headed." I mumbled.

"Would you like me to ring the Doctor?" Mom asked.

"No, I'm fine." I mumbled. Paul knelt down beside me and held my hand tightly.

"Can I do anything?" He asked stroking my hair. I shook my hair no and he kissed my forehead gently.

"I'm fine I promise." I mumbled.

"I got very light headed when I was pregnant with you. It should go away at 20 weeks I'd say. Just don't stand too long and you should be okay." Mom said. I nodded and she lifted my legs and sat down before laying my feet in her lap.

"I'm okay, I'm just tired." I mumbled.

"Get some rest, Mama needs her sleep." Mom said. Paul squeezed my hand and laid his head near mine.

"I'll carry you to bed when your Mom leaves." He mumbled. I nodded and turned my head to kiss his lips. He sighed quietly and he kissed my forehead over and over before I slipped into a fast sleep.

I woke up in bed, Paul was sitting up in bed rubbing my hair watching tv on mute. I rolled over and curled into his leg, he rubbed my shoulders gently.

"You can turn the volume on." I mumbled.

"I didn't want to wake you." He admitted. He turned the tv off and slid down in bed, his arms encircling me in his protective warmth.

"I feel like a lot of this pregnancy will be like this." I mumbled.

"That's okay, listen to your body." He said kissing my head.

"I love you so much." I whispered.

"I love you always." He mumbled back. He tucked me into the safety of his arms before together we fell asleep.