Title: Eternal Art

Rating: M for language, sexual situations, lemon, and child birth

Pairing(s): JacobXMaleOC; EdwardXBella; JasperXAlice; CarlisleXEsme; MaleOCXNessie; QuilXMaleOC and others.

Summary: Two years is a short time to a vampire. But with a human father who's getting older by the day, Jade has some decisions to make. They had talked about it before but had never come to a time zone. So, with his own father not getting any younger, Jacob proposes to Jade. The wolf pack celebrates the engagement and prepares the Quileute ceremony. A few months after the wedding, Jade's having problems. Physical problems. Carlisle Cullens declares the boy is pregnant. Pregnant?! How? Turns out to be Jade's special power. But the pregnancy won't be easy. Especially not when word starts to spread about the half-vampire, half-werewolf child. One wolf pack in particular comes from far away to kill the child that dishonors all wolves. The same pack that Jade and Zander ran into years ago. Jacob never thought he would ever have to fight his own kind. Luckily for him, Sam's pack is on his side. But what are they going to do when Jade goes into labor a month early, in the middle of the woods, and right in the middle of the fight. Jacob and Jade Black both have their hands full. But what's this? Twins?! Oh damn...

Warning: Yaoi! BoyXBoy. Nessie's age/age she looks: I was unsure as to what it would be... So I just made it up. Sorry if it's not accurate. (I highly doubt it is accurate...) Child birth might be a little graphic. I also made up my own stuff about vampires too while changing a bit about how Stephanie Meyer made her vampires. I really did research on Quileute wedding ceremonies and stuff but I didn't find anything. So I'm making it up as I go along, k? This takes place, obviously, two years after the Twilight Saga ends. I made a lot of this stuff up, so deal with it.

Disclaimer: Twilight and its Characters do not belong to me. They belong to Stephanie Meyer. But Jade belongs to me as well as this story.

Make sure you've read The Art of Imprinting and The Art of Devotion before reading this.

Thoughts

Other people's thoughts

(Point of View changes a lot so pay close attention to that.)

When your life is eternal, time doesn't really become a factor anymore. You forget time as it passes quickly for yourself. But for others, humans, time is slow and weakening. You forget that. Two years is a long period in human time. But for me, it seemed like only two months. I didn't realize my father was getting older by the day.

Of course, he wasn't that old to begin with. But with time flying past for me as it was, time mattered. I couldn't loose track and my father deserved to have a still slightly human son. As best as I could, I would try and give him what a normal son would. Like grandchildren. Now there was a problem... But it wasn't the main problem.

Marriage was something Jacob and I talked about occasionally. Well, we never specifically talked about it. It would be mentioned then we'd become preoccupied with... more important matters. With Jacob's imprinting it was already like we were married. But at the same time, there was such symbolism behind marriage.

Jacob and I couldn't marry. It wasn't legal. Not in Washington or any other state even close. Actually, I heard Dem tell Zander something about the only states that did have it legalized, voided the whole thing. I wasn't sure. But either way, marriage was not a possibility for Jacob and I. He mentioned a Quileute ceremony once. A mating ceremony. But, we never came to a conclusion on it.

I wasn't sure if we ever would...

Moon watching had become such a bigger part of my life since I was turned. Jacob still slept of course, so at night I was left to fend for myself. Sometimes, I would just cuddle with a sleeping Jacob and listen to his heart beat till morning. But sometimes, that wasn't enough. I'd get antsy.

I'd still paint too. But not as much as I used to. Dem and I had started taking classes again but it didn't work out too well. Blood lust was hard to control around a huge group of humans. Especially if the effects of being a newborn were still wearing off.

"I thought you'd be here."

I smiled softly at the familiar voice. I had heard him coming but didn't acknowledge it. I hugged my knees tighter to my chest as Dem sat behind me on the log I was leaning back against. "It's not that hard to find me."

"Nope." Dem smiled at me before leaning his head back to look up at the star filled sky. "Looks like it's going to be a pretty clear day tomorrow."

"Yea." I leaned my head back on the log to look up at him. "What are you doing here? You and Zander were having a lot of fun when I left."

Dem's eyes widened slightly and if he could have I was sure he would have blushed deep red. "Ah... Yea... Sorry about that." He rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed.

"Don't be. I'm sure you've had to deal with me and Jacob."

A grin split across his face creating those cute dimples. "Now, you two are interesting to listen to."

"Gah! You listen!?" I sat up straight, shifting to look at him.

"Not like we really have a choice."

"Shut up..." I half glared at him and turned to rest my chin on my knees.

"What? It's great that you and Jacob still love each other so much." He slid off the log to sit beside me on the grass.

"Yea... I know."

"Can I ask you something?"

I glanced at him from the corner of my eyes. Demetri had become so much cuter since Zander turned him a year and a half ago. That also happened to be an accident... Zander didn't mean to turn him, it apparently just kinda happened. But neither was complaining. "Anything."

"Personally... I can't stand the wolf smell. How do you do it?"

I hummed softly and shifted my eyes back to the green covered ground. "It never really bothered me. I guess I was just used to it... Jacob had a unique scent to begin with. Now that I can really get a more intricate smell... There's so much more to him than just the wolf scent. It's easy to ignore."

"I can't believe I didn't put two and two together." He leaned back against the log, pulling his knee up and resting his hand on it. "It was so bluntly obvious that Jacob was that wolf you always painted. But, being human, I guess I just didn't consider it."

"You didn't know stuff like this actually existed."

"Right." Dem lifted his head and looked toward the forest. "Ah, well, I should be leaving you two alone then." He swiftly moved to his feet. "Later." He waved at me before disappearing back into the woods.

I got to my feet and faced the woods where I sensed a wolf. The sandy-colored wolf exposed itself from the trees and without hesitation, lunged itself at me. I chuckled as I allowed myself to be tackled to my back. "Good to see you too, Seth." I patted his sandy cheek and he just licked my face. "Gah! Ew! Why do you wolves always insist on licking?" I wiped the slobber from my face. Seth whined softly and moved off of me.

"Aw, I'm sorry." I got to my feet and hugged Seth's neck carefully. "You know I love you." His tail wagged a bit as I pulled back. "So what are you doing over here? Shouldn't you be back on the res?" The corners of Seth's mouth turned up and he nudged his nose against my shoulder. "Hm? Did you miss me?" His tail flipped over. "Aw! You did?!" I grabbed his furry face between my hands and kissed his wet, cold nose. "It has been a while since I've seen you, since I can't step foot on the reservation."

Seth stood to his feet and trotted away, into the trees. I tilted my head, my eyes scanning where he walked off. After a few seconds, human Seth walked out from behind a tree with only pants on. I smiled at him as he made his way over to me. He plopped down onto the ground beside me with a smile on his face.

"Quil asked me to come see you."

I blinked at him, moving to sit on my knees. "Quil?"

"Yea, I wanted to see you too of course."

My eyes overlooked Seth for a few seconds. He had grown since I first met him. He was handsome now. He was cute before anyway, but now he was sexy. Had to be a wolf thing. "What did Quil want?"

"I'm not exactly sure. He just wanted me to see how you were. So, how are you?" He asked with a smile.

"Uh... Fine." I raised an eyebrow at him.

"I know I found it a little odd to." Seth shifted to lean back against the log. "I mean, Quil loves you as much as I do. But he just asked about you out of the blue. Usually, he'd just ask Jacob. I think he wants to see you."

"He can see me anytime. He just has to come to me."

Seth nodded. "Yea, I'll tell him that. Your birthday's coming up, isn't it?"

I blinked. It was April. "Oh... Yea it is."

Seth chuckled softly. "You forgot your own birthday?"

"Ah, well when your vampire, you don't really celebrate your birthday."

"That makes sense. But even though Jacob's immortal now, we celebrated his birthday."

"Yea. Mine too last year. Are you guys planning something?"

Seth's lips turned up into a grin that reminded me of Jacob's. "How could we not be? But it's a surprise, okay?"

I smiled softly at him. "Okay."

Seth nodded and got to his feet. "Well, I should get back. I'll come see you again soon."

I moved to my feet as well. "Alright."

Seth moved to me and hugged me tightly. "Take care, Kay? And you might want to feed. Your eyes are really dark. Can't even tell they're green."

I returned his hug carefully. I wasn't a newborn anymore but I still hadn't gotten complete control over my strength. "Alright. I will."

Seth pulled back and gave me a fake salute. "Later." He winked at me before running off into the woods.

I laughed softly at him before turning to go in the opposite direction of him. I sensed a deer near by and Seth was right. I was hungry. I ran off into the dark woods for a late night snack.

I stared at the blood red paint with a raised eyebrow. I glanced from it to the blank sheet covering the basement wall. Since Zander and Dem took over my studio as their room I moved my art studio to the basement of the house. Before it was just a mess of old boxes and stuff. After a few weeks of major cleaning it had finally started to look like my studio. Plus, being down there, I couldn't bother anyone with the music blasting. Well, to an extent anyway. It was blasting to me but not really to a human. But the barrier of two stories kept my music from really bothering anyone.

I cradled the small can of red paint in my hand as I looked the blank sheet over. My eyes scanned the sheet before narrowing slightly at it in thought. Then, suddenly, I threw the paint can at the sheet. The can made a loud bang as it hit the wall. The red paint splattered against the white sheet, looking like droplets of blood. I grinned as the can tumbled to the floor below the sheet.

I placed a hand on my hip as I looked it over. I hummed in satisfaction before turning and picking up a can of orange paint. I went to throw it at the sheet as well but I sense someone coming down the stairs. I paused and turned to the stairway to greet my father.

"What in the world are you doing down here?"

I blinked at him, placing the can back onto the table I was standing beside. "Working."

My father made his way to the foot of the stairs and his green eyes focused on the sheet. He raised an eyebrow at it before looking at me. "Please tell me that is paint."

"Don't worry. It is." I turned to pick up the orange can of paint.

"What are you doing?" He made his way over to me.

"I told you, working." I tossed the can at the sheet. My dad flinched at the sound as the paint splattered across the sheet, covering some of the red.

"You've never painted like this before."

I shrugged. "I know." My eyes followed the can as it rolled across the floor. "I wanted to try something different. What do you think?"

"I think you're stronger than you realize." My father walked over to the sheet and pulled it off a bit to look behind it. I heard him sigh. "Jade, you dented the wall."

I blinked. "What? But I barely threw it."

"Be careful, okay? This wall is part of the foundation." He said, pulling back and letting the sheet fall back against the wall.

"Shit... I thought I had control over my strength."

"Your strength scares me sometimes."

I sighed softly. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be." My father smiled at me. "You're defiantly better at controlling it than you were when you first came back."

"True. I'm getting there."

"So, your birthday's next week." My father said, walking back over to me.

"Yea..." I turned back to the table covered with different paint cans.

"Are you doing anything special?"

"I think the wolves are planning something... Seth said it was a surprise though." I picked up a can of purple paint, looking it over.

"So you are celebrating it?"

"They're celebrating it. It doesn't really matter to me."

"It matters to me." I paused in my observation of the paint before placing it down and turning to my father. "It's your 21st birthday, Jade. Vampire or not you're still my son and I'm only human." He smiled softly.

I bit my bottom lip softly, realizing what he meant. "Then, do you want to do something? Just you and I?"

He nodded. "That would be nice. I'm not that old but time for you seems to fly by and before you know it I won't be here anymore."

My breath hitched at the realization. "Then... We need to do more human things. For you. Even though my life has changed, you're still my father and you deserve all the normal experiences a father gets."

He smiled at me. "I appreciate that but I'm just asking to celebrate your birthday."

"Well, we'll figure something out. Usually, we'd go out to dinner or drinking... but well... Haha." I giggled softly. "I can drink. Typical 21st birthday stuff right?"

My father chuckled softly. "Actually, I was thinking we'd visit your Grandparents."

My entire body stiffened. "N-Nana?"

"She's been calling a lot lately. She hasn't seen you since your 16th birthday."

Nana was the only other family member I had. Well Nana and Poppa. My grandparents on my father's side. I wasn't that close with them anymore but I still respected them. Nana and I used to be inseparable every summer when I was little. I would spend the summer with her while my parents did the moving.

I relaxed a bit. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt."

"I doubt they'll suspect anything. Especially since your eyes are back to normal."

I blinked. "You know, that's something Jasper and I have been trying to figure out." I turned back around and started to recap the paint cans. "I should have golden eyes like the rest of them. Zander, Matt, Dem, the Cullens... They all have golden eyes. But me? Once again I'm the freak with green eyes."

"They're the eyes you were born with."

"I know... but it doesn't make sense."

"I'm sure there is a reason behind it."

"I guess it does work out better for me... With my eyes their normal color, no one really notices I've changed."

"I'll admit you do look different. It's hard to explain but it's not a bad thing. You don't look 21, that's for sure."

I laughed softly. "I was 18 when I was turned. I'll continue to be 18 till the end of my time."

"Hm. Nana's been asking about your love life."

I blinked and turned back to my father. He was sitting on the stairs, watching me. "What did you tell her?"

"The truth."

"Oh my god!" My eyes widened. "You didn't!"

He smiled at me. "Don't worry. She's happy for you. She is disappointed that she won't get a wedding out of you or great grandchildren though."

"What about you?"

"Hm?" He tilted his head at me.

"Are you... disappointed that you're not going to get a wedding or grandchildren?"

"I thought you and Jacob were thinking about adoption?"

"Well, I mean, biological grandchildren."

He sighed softly. "Honestly, it is a bit disappointing. But as long as you're happy, it doesn't really matter."

Something uncomfortable settled in the pit of my stomach. "Right..."

"Besides, you and Jacob could marry. Maybe not in the typical sense but he mentioned something about a Quileute ceremony."

"Oh yea." I blinked, remembering what he was talking about. Jacob and I had spoken about it a few times recently but had yet to come to a conclusion. "I don't know much about it."

My father grinned softly at me, a glint in his eye. I tilted my head at him slightly. It was like he knew something I didn't. "Well, I hope you two agree to do it." He got to his feet.

"Yea..." I shifted my eyes to the drying sheet. "When are we going to go visit Nana?"

"I was thinking after whatever celebration the wolves have in store for you."

I nodded and moved toward the stairs where my father was standing. "Where is she and Poppa living now?" I reached beside my father and turned off the small CD player on a stand by the stairs.

"Well this is where it gets interesting."

I glanced at him as I turned the light off. "Oh?"

My father smiled at me and started to make his way up the stairs. "It's not in the country."

"Seriously?" I followed behind him.

"I was surprised as well. She always talked about it but I never expected she'd convince my dad to do it."

I smiled at him as we reached the top of the stairs. "She finally convinced him?"

"Sure did." My father smiled at me as I closed the basement door. "Rome."

I started to laugh quietly. "Hehe. Poor Poppa."

"She loves it there. She couldn't stop talking about it when I was on the phone with her."

I wiggled my bum as we walked to the kitchen. "I've never been out of the country."

"That's why she keeps insisting you come and visit. Both of us. Oh, she wants to meet Jacob as well."

"Ah. Hehe. I wonder what he'll say." I positioned myself on the kitchen counter as my father started to make lunch for himself. "Does she know about Matt, Zander and Dem?"

"She does. She knows a lot actually."

I crossed my legs, sitting on top of the counter and titled my head at my father. "How much?"

"As much as Dem knew before Zander turned him."

My eyes widened slightly. "She knows I ran away?"

"Yup." My father started pulling food out of the fridge to make a sandwich. "She cursed me for not letting her know at the time."

I laughed softly. My Nana only cursed when she was very upset. "But I came home safely."

"That you did. With two others. I told her that too. And then Dem... Well, obviously he became involved with Zander and now he's here too."

"And she's cool with all this?"

"As cool as I suppose she can be. She said I should have told her she suddenly had three new grandsons." He said with a smile while making his sandwich.

"Then maybe they should come with us."

"That's a good idea."

I smiled and glanced at the front door when I sensed Dem and Zander nearby. "I think they'd like to get away."

"Are they doing anything special for your birthday?"

"Not that I know of. They might be involved with the wolves. Seth adores Zander."

My father hummed. "I've noticed that."

"You're not the only one." Dem said as he and Zander entered the kitchen.

"He's jealous." Zander said with a smirk as he joined me on the counter.

"I am not. I just don't get it." Dem sat at the kitchen table like a normal person.

"How could you not? Zander's hard not to like." I said, poking Zander's arm. Zander just grinned at me.

"Must you two always sit on my counter?" My father said as he sat at the table across from Dem.

"It's comfy." I told him.

My father rolled his eyes and began to eat his sandwich. "Well, since you two are here we might as well tell you."

"Hm, but where's Matt?" I asked them.

Zander tilted his head at me. "Tell us what?"

"Matt's in the woods after his lunch." Dem told us.

"Oh. OK. Then we'll tell you two now."

"For my birthday, we're going to Rome to visit my Nana. You two wanna come?" I asked them.

"Rome?" Zander perked up. "I'm from there." He started to bounce on the counter.

I blinked at him. "You are? I never knew that."

He nodded vigorously. "I'd love to go back!"

"I'd like to go." Dem added.

"Great."

"Am I invited as well?" Matt said as he walked into the kitchen.

I jumped down from the counter and ran over to him. "Of course you are!" I jumped him, wrapping my arms around his neck.

He chuckled softly and returned my hug. "I'd love to go."

"Yay!" I pulled back and hopped around. "It's settled then. We're all going to Rome!" I stopped in my bouncing before running out of the room. I nearly tackled Jacob as he walked through the front door.

"Ah, shit!" He stumbled backwards into the door frame after I jumped him, wrapping my arms around his waist. Jacob chuckled and wrapped his arms around me. "I missed you too baby but I was only gone a few hours."

I leaned up and kissed him which he gladly returned. "We're going to Rome!"

Jacob blinked at me. "What? Who is?"

"We are." I grinned up at him.

Jacob's warm brown eyes searched mine. "Uh... What for?"

"To visit my Nana."

He blinked. "You have a Nana?"

"Yea. You never told me you had sister so we're even." I stuck my tongue out at him as I pulled back.

"Um, ok. When are we going?"

"After my birthday. Zander, Dem, and Matt are coming too. It's like a family trip."

"Great." He smiled at me.

I grinned, grabbed his hand and dragged him into the kitchen with everyone else.

And that my darlings was the first chapter of Eternal Art. I seriously have no idea how many chapters this will be. It's going to be longer than the first two though. But the chapters will be shorter than Art of Devotion. I'm going for atleast eight pages per chapter. We'll see.

Unlike the first two parts, this part isn't done. I have about five chapters written but since New Moon comes out Friday, I'm sure I'll get a crap load of inspiration. I'm going to try to update this once a week like I do Homeless.

Please review. I would like to know what you think so far.

Thanks.

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