*AN*
Hey reader! Thanks for checking out this story. A little history on this piece before you get to the good stuff. This is the first piece of fan fiction that I wrote, though the second that I posted. It's my baby, I tried to give it life, and nurtured it to the best of my ability. Now it's off and out of my hands, I did everything I could to get it ready for the real world, where it will be judged, and with any luck appreciated. I am a huge music person, I have a little playlist that goes along with the story. The songs will be posted at the begining of the chapter. They don't always exactly represent the plot of the chapter, sometimes they have the spirit of the chapter, or merely aided me in the writing of the chapter. If you review, I would be delighted. You write, so I am sure that you know how great reviews feel. I will reply to any review that I get, and most likely will update multiple chapters at a time.
Song: Push It - Garbage (/watch?v=z-CHEnJ7gnc)
~ClumsyAlice
NessPOV
My Mom and Dad were hunting in Alaska with Tanya's family. Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie, Carlisle and Esme were up in Canada for a hunt. I had the cottage to myself, Alice stayed behind to keep me and Jacob company.
There was a knock at the door, I jumped up to get it, and looked through the peephole. Alice.
I opened it, "Alice!" I squealed, my bronze curls bouncing down my back.
She held up a clear plastic box of rose petals, and a bag of votive candles, grinning. "Alice, what did you see?"
"My visions are subjective and depend on a person's decisions, I think you know quite well what I saw. Good luck keeping it from your old man." She tried to remain serious, but even vampire concentration couldn't control, my sweet aunt. Alice was the epitome attention deficit, hyperactive disorder.
"I hate you."
"I know," she grinned ear to ear.
We ran into my room, Alice threw the piles of my dirty clothes into the closet, while I made my bed.
"Okay," I said, glancing at the alarm clock beside, with bold red digits, reading 12:02 a.m.
"Very good, now these." Alice held up the rose petals.
She opened the box and scattered them across the bed. After the petals were thrown across my pale yellow bedspread, Alice plucked the little candles out of the bag and lit them.
"He'll be here any moment."
"Okay, bye."
"Have fun, just be careful."
"Yes, mother." I teased.
"Try, yes father. Abstinence never was your mother's strong suit."
"Ew, bye Alice."
"Bye," she winked, as she pulled the door shut.
Moments later, there was a knock at the cottage door. "Who is it?" I asked as seductively as possible, I inherited my mother's lack of flirtation skills. Luckily, Jacob was mine, and I didn't need to win him over.
"Woof." A familiar, husky voice called through the door.
"Come in." I responded in my I'm-trying-too-hard-to-be-sexy-but-it-still-isn't-working voice.
Jacob walked into the quaint little house, and shook the signature, Forks, rain-water out of his shoulder length hair. "God, do you have to act like a dog?" I teased, jumping up onto him, grabbing his shoulders, and wrapping my legs around his waist. "Foolish girl, I'm not a dog. I'm the big, bad wolf." "Uh oh, I'm scared." I joked. "You should be." His eyes narrowed, I smirked. He carried me into my room, and dropped me on the bed.
"What's wrong?" I asked as Jacob came into the front room, where I was watching the fire burning, green, blue, and purple.
"It broke." He whined.
"What? It, like it, it?"
"Yeah, I don't know when, but..."
"Shit, shit, shit. Jacob, my dad will kill you if I'm-" I refused to finish.
"If."
"If,"
"I'm so sorry, Nessie."
"Jake, don't be, it's okay. We're going to get married in a few years anyways. I mean you'd still love me right?"
"Renesmèe, I will always love you. Besides we are soul mates, imprinting proved that." Jacob assured me as he slid behind me on the couch, stroking my hair. "I love you Jacob, you are the most incredible guy ever. I wish that my dad could see that,"
"Me too."
There was a loud, insistent bang on the door. I jumped, Jacob chuckled, getting up to open it.
"I cannot believe that I didn't see this, stupid, stupid, stupid!" Alice was slapping her forehead repetitively with the heel of her hand, as she chanted the word, stupid. Jacob stifled laughter.
"Alice, it's okay." I started.
"No, Ness, it isn't okay. This isn't a happy little sitcom! Oh God, Edward is so going to kill you, Jacob."
"Alice, am I pregnant?" I asked, biting my lip.
Her eyebrows knit together and she licked her lips, "Yes." She whispered in a tone that would be nearly impossible for a full human to hear.
"I am?"
"I think, I mean, I'm not one hundred percent sure."
"I am?"
She nodded slowly.
"Oh. My. God." I went lightheaded, Jacob swooped me up into his massive grasp, moments before I would have fallen. I floated in his grasp, at peace, my father was most likely going to try to physically harm him. I knew that. I also knew that not even what was left of the Quiluete treaty would protect him. However, in this perfect moment, nothing was wrong.
"Nessie, Nessie? Baby, are you okay? Stay with me." Jacob called to me, louder than necessary.
"Mm." I managed a small noise from my throat, I was being moved, and then set in a soft, cool place, with cool fabric being slid over my body, up to my chest. "Sleep, baby." Jacob whispered kissing my sticky forehead. "Mm." I managed again. "Donleavme." I mumbled, suddenly overcome with exhaustion. "I won't. I'll come to bed with you after Alice leaves." He replied slipping through the door. "Mm, yeah." I grumbled.
JakePOV
So, I got my six year old girlfriend knocked up. Her leech of a father was going to kill me... if the psychopathic blonde didn't get me first, and I was going to be a father. This night had been a whirlwind.
From the sensual surprise that awaited me in her room, with thirty-some votive candles and rose petals scattered across her pale bedspread. She looked so sexy, the way she leapt up onto me when I walked through the door. We exchanged wolf puns, which I had come to find amusing, though only from her, Bella, and my pack. Altogether we had an incredible evening. Later to my utter shock, our sense of protection was shattered. Nessie's pixie aunt barged into the cottage, eyes wide, as she slapped herself repetitively, I quite enjoyed watching her abuse herself. It was affirmative, my Renesmèe was pregnant. That was possible? We were both not supposed to exist, she was a half-vampire hybrid breed, I was a werewolf or shape shifter, whatever. Was this healthy? Could my six year old girlfriend be pregnant with a human-vampire-wolf baby? God dammit, this was insane. "Alice, what do you see? Will my girl be okay?" I asked, blinding tears glazed over my eyes, I blinked them away, willing myself not to cry in front of the pixie-leech. "I can't see anything, Jacob. I'll keep watch. Are you okay?" she sensed my chin quivering before I could clench it. "I'm fine." I gasped, trying my hardest to contain the varying emotions that were coursing through me, at least Jasper wasn't there. "You should get some rest."
"Yeah, wake me if you see, anything."
"I will, Jake." She ran over to me, and threw her little arms around my waist and gripped me tightly, pressing her ear against my chest. She hugged me, she freaking hugged me. "Bye Jacob, sleep well, take care of my niece." I nodded and padded off into Nessie's room. She was sleeping with the blankets pulled tightly around her. I untangled her fingers from the comforter, lifting it only enough to slide in next to her. She rolled over, her bronze curls sliding across my bare chest. She threaded her legs through mine, and fell back asleep. I slipped my fingers through her curls and cupped her face, stroking her defined cheekbones. I soon was asleep, let morning bring what it may.