-----Benji's PoV-----

"I'm what?!" I yelled jumping up from the bed making my head pound so I lied back down.

"Are you sure?" Jamie spit out quickly with some sweat forming on his forehead.

"There they are" She said pointing to two ovules on the monitor.

"They?!" Jaime said more worried than before.

"Yes it looks like twins" She said moving the wand so we could see them better.

"How far along?" Luke asked in a serious tone.

"What?" She asked at Luke's low voice.

"How. Far. Along." He asked gritting his teeth. I didn't think he would be mad about it.

"Around 2 or 3 months" She said moving the wand again and moving closer to the screen. Luke breath hitched and he shot up with clenched fisted and a tight jaw before storming out of the room. Martinez looked at the door and set down the wan and wiped my torso free of the cold gel. I pulled my shirt down and we quickly left the room to try and find our mate. We made our way out of the house and when to the car; everything was left as before but a set of clothes was sitting in the passenger seat.

"He must have went on a run" Jamie said nervously.

"Should we wait for him here?" I asked biting my lip.

"No he'll go back to the house." He said, his Nervousness changing to irritation. I can't blame him I'm irritated he left too.

"Alright" I said reaching for the drivers side door. My hand was quickly slapped away and replaced with Jamie's.

"No, I'm driving." He said sternly shooing me to the passenger side.

"I can drive, Jamie" I said sliding into the car reluctantly.

"I know that, but I want to drive you." He said shutting the door and starting the car.

"Like hell" I mutter under my breath. I pout on the silent car ride home and I start to think. I never planned on being pregnant, I don't think I really ever thought of kids. I I have the money to support it but I don't know if we're mentally stable enough to raise a child. We can barely take care of ourselves. Minds well a small us, a hybrid at that. Its hell to raise a hybrid and even worse to be pregnant with one. They're little leeches, they need a really specific balance of blood and normal food. They will siphon all of your blood and food until you eventually die. It's a very dangerous pregnancy, I don't know if I can do this. Luke's not even 20 yet, we can't take care of a baby!

"Benji! Calm down!" I come back from my own world being shaked and yelled at by Jamie. We're still in the truck and he's standing over me and the engine is still letting out its soft rumble.

"Calm down baby, you're ok" Jamie said maneuvering us so I'm in his lap in the middle of the bench seat.

'I..I" I stutter out; I can feel myself shaking in his arms.

"It's alright baby. Relax, Just tell me what happened." Jamie said rubbing my back. He pushed my head under his chin and kiss my hair.

"I wanna go home" I said quietly as Jamie continued to try and keep me calm.

"Tell me first" Jamie said. I can't tell him anything like that, not right now.

"Please I just wanna go home first. Please Jamie, I can't right now, please" I pleaded with him making him bite his lip.

"You're telling me later" he said moving me back to my seat and taking the wheel. He was constantly looking over at me on the way home. When we got to the house I ran in. I could feel tears pooling in my eyes, I went to the first floor bathroom and locked the door. I'm not ready for this, I can't be a dad. I'm not ready to take care of a child, I can't bring a child into the world and not be prepared. I can't let them have a bad life, I can't let them go through what I went throug. Are the other two ready to be parents? Is it Jamie's baby? It can't be, it wouldn't be that old. So it's Luke's. Not only a baby I'm not prepared for; a rape baby I'm not prepared for. Is that why he ran out? Does he feel bad and not want the baby? WIll he try to make me kill it? I can't kill a baby, I could never do something like that. What if he tries to hurt it? He didn't seem to happy about me being pregnant. What the hell am I going to do mom? You always know what to do, what should I do?

"Love?" Luke's voice drifts from the other side of the door.

"No" I say quietly hugging my knees to my chest. I don't want him or hurt me or the baby. What if he's mad and tried to hurt us?

"Please love" Luke pleaded with me. He didn't sound mad, but I still wanna be carfull.

"You're mad at us, you'll hurt us." I said slightly louder than before though I know he could hear me fine at my previous volume.

"I'm mad at you love. I'll never hurt you again, I promised you that and I intend to keep that promise." he said lowly with disappointment laced in his words.

"You ran out" I stated simply. He stormed out and that must mean he was upset in some way.

"I wasn't mad at you love. I was upset with myself, for hurting you and for making you have something that you may not be ready for. If they're that old it couldn't be Jamie's. I was very upset and I didn't want to take the chance of making things worse being in an unstable state of mind." He said leaning on the door making it creak softly.

"Please open the door love" He pleaded again. I took some deep breaths and scooted to the door I unlocked it. The door handle turned slowly and the door opened just as slowly revealing a sweat cover Luke. His face was tear streaked and his eyes red and puffy. He fell to his knees so he was at my level. His hand came up and cupped my cheek and a small smile graced his face.

"I'm so sorry love" He said pulling me to his chest. I felt more tears in my eyes. I didn't even think it was possible to cry this much in such a short amount of time. None the less I let them fall down my cheeks as he ran his hand through my hair and rubbed my back. I let out a soft sob and nuzzled into his neck as my sobs grew louder. I soon felt Jamie join us on the bathroom to try and comfort me. Luke put his chin on the top of my head and whispered sweet things to me as I cried all the tears I had. Luke and Jamie stayed close, said all the sweet things they could and showered my face and head in kisses. I didn't respond to anything, I couldn't tell if I wanted to be left alone or if I wanted to be coddled; so I let them do as they wished. I was cried out I just felt blank, nothing, noda, just blank. I can not keep this child, I have to get rid of it, and fast,