Authors Note:

Here's the sequel to Time After Time.

Now remember that this is a Doctor Who/Twilight crossover and that I don't own anything.

I hope this story is better then the last. Thank you to everyone for your support, especially to Raven-Rach.

It would help if you read Time After Time but its not completely necessary.

Enjoy and Thank you xxxxx

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Old Enemies, Old Friends

Chapter One

Renesmee's POV

A ray of sunlight broke through the curtains waking me up gently. I stretched and yawned, relaxed as last night's events reregistered in my mind.

Last night was perfect. Better than any dreams or fantasies I had as a child. I stretched my hand through the bed covers to pull myself next to Jacob.

My eyes shot open when I realised he wasn't there. I simultaneously noticed that the bed was colder than usual. I sighed. He must have let me sleep in as usual. I hate when he does that. I like spending time with him in the morning.

I flipped the light bedcovers over. Jake and I were never in need for heavy covers for many reasons, our temperatures for one.

I felt tired as I pulled myself up off the bed. I don't understand how I could be to be honest. Jake and I went to sleep at around two last night but it is twelve now so I've had plenty of sleep. In fact the last week or so I've felt drained. I walked over to the large window and pulled the curtains open fully, looking upon the majestic freshly fallen snow. I then went to my wardrobe trying to find something comfortable to wear among the bucket loads of new clothes aunt Alice gave me last night.

Last night it was my eleventh birthday. Of course just like every other year my family threw an over the top party for me. Though this year it was worse as for some unknown reason they thought that my eleventh birthday was more important than the last ten I had. Normally I hate when everyone fusses over me but the gift Jake gave to me last night made it bearable.

Jacob and I have been together- happily- for about three years now. Though I've known him my whole life, when I turned eight I realised I wanted something more, and our relationship developed into a romantic one.

Though I was technically eight years old I certainly didn't look, act or think like it. Thankfully people don't treat me like a child either though certain members of my family, my father especially weren't too happy when Jake and I first got together. He complained that I was too young and that I should wait until I was old enough in human years before I started dating anyone.

I, of course, got really upset and angry about this. I even threw many tantrums. Which is really unlike my normal well behaved, reserved manner. I ended up running away with Jake. We only went to his old house in La Push but it was enough to enrage my parents and ground me for the rest of eternity.

Thankfully since then the punishment has been lifted and everything has calmed down and has gone back to normal. Dad has even started treating Jacob the same way he did before we got together. Grandma refers to those days as my 'rebellious stage' and that I get that along with my stubbornness from my father. I just roll my eyes and get embarrassed any time she says that.

As I pulled on my Levis I giggled as I noticed my engagement ring that will now be permanently sitting contently on my ring finger. I smiled as I remembered Jacob's proposal to me last night.

He was acting really strange the last few days. At the time I didn't know why but now I know that he was just nervous. When he said 'we need to talk' my heart skipped a few beats. I thought he was going to break up with me. It all seems silly now that I even thought that, knowing that I'll soon be Mrs. Renesmee Black. God… I like the sound of that way too much.

Jake has also been avoiding my father like the plague and my Dad said that anytime that they were together, Jacob was trying everything to block him from his mind.

As I thought about that it dawned on me. I realised why he was keeping it a secret from my father. We would have to tell him and my whole family about our engagement today. If they didn't notice my excitement they'd definitely notice the beautiful golden ring on my finger. How were they all going to react?

My nerves began to get the better of me. Hopefully everyone will be delighted, especially my mother, but I really don't want too much attention and uncle Emmett's teasing will surely follow. A knot began to turn in my stomach. My tummy rumbled an unhealthy sound. I dropped the navy hoodie that I was about to put on and I darted for my en suite bathroom.

Thankfully I inherited my father's speed and I made to the toilet in good time. I rarely got sick. Due to my vampire traits I only had a cold about once and that was after spending a day playing in the snow with Jake, and I had the chicken pox when I was about four.

Abruptly I felt two cold hands pull my messy, sweat stained hair from my face as they held it back for me. They tied my long curly hair into a pony tail as they began to rub soothing circles into my back. As soon as I finished ejecting last night's chocolate birthday cake I turned and stayed sitting on the ground, not ready to get up quite yet.

"That's the third time this week Renesmee," my mother said as she flushed the toilet and sat down beside me.

"I know," I replied. "I think it might just be a tummy bug or something. A few people where missing from school last week."

"Still, you rarely get sick. I want you to talk to Carlisle today okay?" my mom suggested concerned. She was forever worrying about me but it was in an endearing way. I sighed as I wiped my sweat from my brow. I nodded in response to my mother's suggestion. I would go see Carlisle later, just to make her happy. I really didn't want people fussing over me. It was just a bug I had anyway.

"So did you enjoy your party?" my Mom asked with a smile.

"Yeah, I suppose. Alice really out did herself this year," I giggled.

"Yup, God help me in two days," my Mother sighed.

"At least you weren't dragged to Calgary by Dad to help find you a present," I said through a laugh.

My mothers smile quickly turned into a grimace.

"Oh no! He didn't! I told him-," she complained but before she could continue I interrupted her.

"Don't worry Mom, for once I know that you're really going to like this present," I reassured.

"Hummm. We'll see," was all she could respond with before a broad, cheeky smile stretched across her face.

"So, what did Jake give you last night that was so important? Did you know he even asked me to block you both from your father?" she asked.

"Well…" I said as I began to blush profusely. It's one of the human traits I wish I didn't inherit. My Mom's expression became confused from the reaction I gave to her question. I realised the best way to do this was to tell her, like ripping off a band aid.

I held up my left hand where my simple yet elegant ring sat. (A/N note: picture of ring on my profile) My Mother gasped before a wide smile engulfed her face. She was beaming. She pulled me into a hug.

"Oh, I'm so happy for you and Jacob. Congratulations!" My Mom exclaimed as she began to pull away from our embrace. She grabbed my left hand and started examining my ring.

"It's beautiful. Jacob has good taste," she complimented.

"Thanks Mom," I mumbled blushing again. "Do you mind not telling anyone else as Jake and I want to tell everyone else together."

"Sure, no problem," she smiled. She took my other hand and pulled me up off the floor. We both started heading into my bedroom.

"Breakfast will be in fifteen minutes," my Mom told me happily. You'd swear the news of mine and Jacobs engagement to her was the best thing ever. She was so cheerful.

"Okay, I'll be down when I'm finished getting ready," I replied as my Mother headed out the door. I walked over to the wardrobe and picked up the hoodie I was going to put on earlier but I noticed one of Jake's hanging on a bed knob so I walked over and pulled that one over my head. I love wearing Jacob's hoodies. Though I would be swimming in them, they were cosy and they smelt great. I don't know why my family are always complaining about the way he and the other wolves smell.

I walked back into the bathroom and brushed my teeth to get rid of the awful post-puking taste in my mouth. When I was finished I began to head down stairs. As I travelled down the hallway I looked at the many pictures that graced the walls. The majority of them were of the past eleven years and had me in my various stages of my growing up process with everyone else unchanging. I smiled as I saw pictures from when we lived in Forks.

I love our new home here in Banff, Canada but Forks will always be my real home. We just moved into our home here about three months ago. Out of all the places we moved to in the past years, other than Forks this has been my favourite. It's in a great location for hunting as we're situated literally in the middle of a forest and closest city which is Calgary isn't too far away either.

The smell of rashers and eggs hit me and my stomach knotted again. But the nausea passed quickly. That was strange as it's my favourite thing to eat besides blood.

I walked into the kitchen and I put my left hand in my pocket. Grandma Esme, Leah and my Mom were helping each other cook while my Dad sat at the kitchen counter reading the paper and Seth was setting the table.

"Morning everybody," I said routinely.

Everyone replied enthusiastically but my Mother's smile was noticeably winder then everyone else's. I assumed it was just because she knew my secret.

"What secret?" my father inquired.

Stupid mind reading. I groaned and started to recite Shakespeare's sonnets in German as I left the kitchen and headed for the living room. I could hear my Dad pestering my Mom for information but thankfully her lips were sealed.

As I made it to the living room I noticed Aunt Rose and Grandpa Carlisle playing chess, Aunt Alice on the floor reading party planning magazines and Jacob with my uncles playing video games on the plasma.

I headed towards Jake on the sofa. He smiled when he noticed me coming, placing down his controller. He outstretched his arms for me and he pulled me into his lap, leaving a trail of kisses down my neck.

"Jake stop it," I giggled. "Everyone's watching."

"It's not a crime for me to kiss my future wife," he teased in a whisper.

Suddenly everyone's heads shot up, their attention on us. Not even Jake's whisper was quiet enough for a room full of vampires with super sensitive hearing not to hear what he what he just said.

I panicked and began whispering into his ear. "Maybe we should call everyone in here before we kill ourselves trying to keep this a secret," I suggested.

Jake agreed and picked me up off his lap and he went to the kitchen to call everyone in. My heart was racing, I could feel the blush creep my cheeks. I kept my left hand firmly in my pocket. I could tell everyone was dying to know what was going on. I can't believe we were about to do this.

Everyone's expressions were a mixture of confusion and curiosity. Everyone who was in the kitchen was now here in the living room, including my parents. I just kept thinking Shakespeare and by the look of my Fathers expression Jake is blocking him too.

Jake walked over to me and took my hand leading me to the centre of the room. My Mom mouthed me 'good luck' and I nodded but my Dad looked to her frustrated, wishing that he knew what was going on.

"Like a band aid," I began repeating in my head. "Like a band aid."

Jake squeezed my hand and I took a deep breath. Everyone's eyes were on us waiting for us to tell them why we called them in here. Thankfully Jake began to explain.

"We've got great news," Jacob paused. "Last night I proposed to Nessie and well, she said yes. We're getting married," he said proudly, putting his muscular arm around my shoulder.

Suddenly the room filled with cheers and congratulations. I was bombarded my an onslaught of hugs. Everyone was truly happy for us. It was going better than I thought it would. Alice squealed when I said that she could plan everything. Esme excused herself to check on the food cooking in the kitchen.

Next up on the line of congratulatory embraces was Leah. As I pulled her into our hug I began to whisper into her ear.

"How about being my bridesmaid of honour?" I asked her. She pulled back from our embrace smiling.

"Of course, I wouldn't miss it for the world," she replied sincerely. Leah was my best friend besides Jake.

"Always the bridesmaid and never the bride," she sighed sarcastically. I giggled in response. Neither Seth nor Leah had imprinted on anyone yet and though she wouldn't admit it she was waiting for her turn to come.

As she went to congratulate Jake, my Dad came up and pulled me into a tight hug, my feet dangled off the ground. I was surprised by his reaction, he was even smiling.

"Wait. You're okay with this?" I asked surprised.

"Of course, I still think you're a little young but what makes you happy makes me happy," he said through a smile.

"Thank you Daddy," I said as I hugged him back.

"Breakfast is ready!" Esme yelled from the kitchen. I pulled out of mine and my Father's embrace and Jacob took my hands as we headed for the kitchen.

Jake, Leah, Seth and I all sat around the table as we were the only ones who ate human food. The pack moved in with my family and I when we moved to Vancouver about five years ago. They weren't needed around La Push anymore with seldom and little happening. Also, the reservation didn't need two packs. Jacob also couldn't stand being away from me.

Jake kept my hand in his under the table as we sat waiting to be served breakfast. Knowing Esme she made something as simple as scrambled egg and rashers elaborate but that's one of the reasons why I love my Grandma.

My Mom and Dad walked in holding hands and sat on the stools at the counter. Grandma came and placed our plates of food in front of us. The wolves had large appetites so there was always plenty of food in the house and the portions were large.

As I picked up my fork and went to take a bite of my egg my stomach churned again thanks to the foods smell. Thankfully the nausea passed again like earlier. I sighed as I took my first bite. Surprisingly the egg tasted stale, sour even. I swallowed it but it felt like a lump in my throat.

My Mother was right. Maybe I really should go talk to Carlisle if I'm having difficulty just eating my breakfast. In fact now that I think about it I've reacted like that to a number of different foods for about a week now. Then again, it doesn't really matter as every morning I seem to be throwing up my guts anyway and along with the head aches I've been having, I've had a ball of a time the past few days. You'd swear I was pregnant…

OH MY GOD…

I gasped and dropped my fork. That would explain everything. I began to do the mental math plus adding together all the symptoms I've had. It made perfect sense.

I'm pregnant…

A huge smile stretched across my face and I squeezed Jacob's hand.

Suddenly the table went flying through the air along with my uneaten breakfast and everyone's else's.

"You're what!?" my Father yelled, angrier than I've seen him in a long time. He was growling, breathing heavenly.

DAMN! STUPID MIND READING!!!

"The engagement I could handle! But this! You're only eleven!" he roared showing his true vampire nature.

All my family had now filed into the kitchen wondering what was going on. Everyone had the same confused, shocked look on their faces.

I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks and tears were ready to spill over my eyes lashes. I can't believe he's reacting like this.

Jacob dropped my hand. He was literally shaking with rage. He better be careful or he could phase. Jake stood up and came face to face with my father.

"What's your problem Edward?" Jacob growled.

"You actually!" my Father retorted.

I stood up and tried to break them apart before anyone got hurt.

"What the hell is going on?!"my Mother yelled. She sounded almost as mad as my father or Jacob did.

Suddenly both my father and Jacob turned their heads looking at me waiting for me to answer. I took a deep breath and it wavered slightly.

"Like a band aid… Like a band aid," I began repeating to myself again.

"I'm… I'm… Pregnant…" I stammered as I could feel fresh tears trickle down my face.

My mother gasped and raised her hand to her mouth, my father growled and Jacob's face fell, dissolving any anger that was once there. Everyone in the room was stunned to silence. Uncle Emmett's jaw literally dropped.

Jacob didn't say anything and more tears began to roll down my face. Abruptly Jacob's stunned expression changed to a broad smile.

Relief shot through me as he stepped away from my father and pulled me into a tight hug. He was okay with this. For a second there I thought he wasn't. He began to kiss me at every possible place on my face and neck.

"I love you Renesmee Carlie Cullen," he whispered ecstatic. He called me Renesmee. He never calls me that. In fact no one does except for my Mom.

"I love you too," I said as my crying seemed to become uncontrollable. Stupid hormones.

I couldn't believe it. I know I hadn't seen a doctor or taken a pregnancy test but it was obvious. I could feel it. I knew it in my heart and soul.

Suddenly I felt a wave of clam force itself upon me. Uncle Jasper was probably trying to get everyone to clam down, especially my Father. I pulled away from mine and Jake's embrace and saw that my Dad was still livid.

He growled telling Jasper to stop. Jake's anger resurfaced and he stepped towards my Father.

"Edward, look I know-" Jacob began to say calmly before my Father interrupted him.

"Black, I'll give you a five second head start to run out of this house and if you don't I will make sure you will never be able to conceive naturally again!" he spat a Jake.

Jacob growled at my father before jumping over the remains of our breakfast. He then jumped through the back door. He phased as soon as he was out of the house, destroying his clothes.

My Dad snarled as he ran as fast as he could after him. My Father tried to catch up with Jake. They entered the large forest that surrounded the house.

I was furious with my father. He had to ruin everything.

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Jacob's POV

I can't believe it. Nessie was pregnant. This was totally unexpected, though it was the best surprise I could ask for.

I would be a father. A dad. I already felt sorry for the little kid. I didn't know if I was ready for this. Then again, would I ever know?

What I would know though is that our child will be loved with all of mine and Nessie's hearts. I know Nessie will make a fantastic mother.

I don't like how I had to find out about the pregnancy though. Edward had to throw a fit and I was furious at him for it especially because of the fact that he ruined my breakfast in the process.

I could feel my stomach rumble with hunger as I ran out of the house. I was afraid I would phase inside so I decided to do what Edward said and run.

I groaned as I phased. Destroying yet another outfit. I really liked that top. Nessie got me it for Christmas.

I ran into the forest and I could tell Edward was close behind me. I concentrated on the ground in front of me so I wouldn't trip and let him to catch up with me.

I ducked and dived avoiding large tree branches while jumping in bounds over fallen logs. Edward was on my tail the whole time.

The run was exhilarating. My anger was dissolving and becoming adrenaline. I was enjoying this way too much. It was refreshing. I could see my breath rise through the cold air.

I tried everyway to lose Edward. Turning corners, changing directions. He was too fast for me and the fact that he could read my mind didn't help.

Since I was concentrating too hard on what to do next I slipped on some ice. I grazed one of my hind legs in the process. It stung a little but I began to heal quickly. That was one of the wolf traits I was glad to have.

As Edward caught up with me I heard him chuckle. Was he enjoying this too?

He ran past me but he suddenly stopped and turned to face me. He was about ten paces away. A devilish smile stretched across his face. He was enjoying this.

Suddenly and unexpectedly I got a snow ball in the face. He threw it lightly, not with his full vampire force. It was as if he was trying not to hurt me.

He laughed as he began to run towards me. I chuckled and turned, taking off in full speed. Edward began to chase after me again. We were both definitely enjoying this.

It wasn't the first time we chased after each other. We sometimes do it for fun like wrestling. Maybe Edward was taking all this in better then I thought. Maybe he just needed time like when Nessie and I first got together. The run must have calmed him down.

I'm not really that mad at the way he reacted and to be honest I can understand why he reacted the way he did when he found out Nessie was pregnant. Nessie is his only child and human parents after eighteen years hate that fact that their kids leave the nest, and Nessie is doing is doing that much quicker than anyone else. I got butterflies in my stomach as I realised that I would soon be in the same position as him.

We kept running after each other laughing and enjoying ourselves on the way. The rush I get from running like this is almost addictive.

I jumped over a large fallen pine before turning left and ducking trough an area dense with trees.

I couldn't smell Edward anymore. Maybe I got away from him, but that's impossible I've never been able to trick Edward.

I stopped and went to turn back. I grew worried. I hope nothing has happened to him. I began to run in the direction I came. Still no sign of Edward. At the corner of my eye I thought I saw something but I was running too fast to tell what it was.

It looked unusual, metal even with an strange shape. I kept running. I felt unnerved. I had to find Edward.

Suddenly I thought I saw it again and I looked to my right in its direction as I kept running. Abruptly I smacked into something. I know I should have been looking where I was going but that came really unexpected. There was nothing in front of me a minute ago. I fell back as I regained my focus.

I gasped.

I absorbed every detail of what was stood in my path.

It… It… Couldn't be.

My eyes widened as I read the words 'police box'.