The Story of Us
Disclaimer; all characters and copyright belong to Stephanie Meyer.
Chapter One-Babysitting
Jacob Black was exhausted. He was a strong man; 6ft 7inches tall and with a muscular physique to die for. He had faced adversity in his lifetime and come out triumphant on the other side. He was also a werewolf with super healing abilities. So why was he so worn out? What superhuman creature had reduced Jacob Black to a quivering mess? The answer was making a rather loud wailing noise from the next room. It was then joined in stereo from an adjoining bedroom. Jacob put his hands over his ears. It did not block out the sound. He was going to have to jump right in and face the music.
Jacob Black was twenty five years old and a father twice over. Since he had married the love of his life Bella Swan, now Bella Black, life had been good. After his first child was born he could not have been happier. What he was not expecting was Bella to proudly tell him that he was going to be a father again almost as soon as the first was born.
Bella had taken to parenthood like a duck to water. She breezed through managing both the new baby and the toddler. Jacob had looked after one or the other on his own, but never the two together. Bella had been invited on a girl's night out with her old high school friends. At first she had refused to go but Jacob had been insistent that she have a break. "Go, have fun. I can look after both of the kids. How hard can it be?" He had declared nonchalantly.
A sly smile had appeared on Bella's face at that remark. "Are you sure?"
Jacob had nodded and assured her that it would be as easy as breathing. He regretted it now. What a stupid statement to make? It was not easy, tonight had been downright exhausting. He thought he had got them both to bed but the baby was crying again and this in turn had set the toddler off. "Time to man up and deal." Jacob thought to himself.
His almost two year old daughter, Sarah, had crawled out of her bed after being disturbed by his baby son, Harley. "Dadda, wha' arly doin? I wanna stay wiv you." Tears were streaming down her face and she reached out her arms in order to be picked up. Jacob obliged instantly. Jacob was a sucker for his daughter. She had learned early that Mommy said no and Daddy always said yes.
The baby's cries got louder. "What can be wrong with him now do you think, huh Sarah?" Jacob asked rhetorically.
"When 'arly cry mommy always change ' is dipper."Sarah said, trying to be helpful.
Jacob suppressed the urge to smile. His daughter's attempts at speech often made him laugh. She was so adorable. When she wasn't throwing a strop that is. He carried her in his arms and entered Harley's room. His small son was lying on his back, legs and arms waving in the air. His little face was red and streaked with tears. Jacob gently put Sarah down and peered in at his son. He tested the boy's diaper and sure enough it was wet. His son could pee for America. This was the third time that he needed changing. How did Bella cope with this day in and day out? Work was a breeze compared to this.
He lifted his little son up in his strong arms and placed him on the changing mat. Sarah had toddled off and automatically brought him over the new diaper and talc. Bella obviously had her well trained. How come he never got the same results when he wanted Sarah to do anything? He filed that question away to ask Bella at a later date.
He took Harley's old diaper off and cleaned him up. He had just put on some cream when Harley decided to christen Jacob by peeing before he had time to put on the new one. Sarah put her hands over her mouth and giggled. "Arly pee pee!"
"He certainly did." Jacob replied ruefully. His second attempt at changing his son was more fruitful. It was now time for Harley to have another bottle. With Sarah holding on tightly to his jeans, thumb in mouth, Jacob picked up Harley and walked into the living room to warm up the bottle. His son certainly had a healthy appetite. Jacob could not figure out how Harley could drink so much milk. It did not occur to him that his son took after himself.
Jacob sat down on the sofa with Sarah by his side as he fed Harley the bottle. His son sucked greedily on the teat. Jacob's eyes grew heavy. He glanced over at Sarah who had fallen asleep leaning against his side. He tried to keep his own eyes open as Harley continued to drink, but he was so exhausted that sleep caught up with him.
That's how Bella found them. All in a heap on the sofa, fast asleep. She had never seen anything so sweet. She pulled out her phone and took a quick snapshot of the scene to show Jacob in the morning. Bella knew she had the best little family in the world.
A/N-I wrote this story years ago. Thought I would re-post it for father's day. It was the first chapter of a little story about Jake, Bella and their two adorable children! ;)