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Disclaimer: I own Twilight! (Stephenie Meyer comes in) 'No you don't, I do!' Awww, never mind. . . .

A/N: Yes, this is the Sequel to the original Three's Company, by author 2 on La Tua Cantante101. You have found it! Read and enjoy.

I nearly dropped the phone.

"WHAT!?" I screamed into the phone, making Charlotte scream too.

"You heard me. You in return for your little boy back. What do you say?" I didn't say anything, instead I handed the phone to Edward, who had heard every bit of the conversation with his bionic hearing. Go figure.

"Listen mutt. Cole is rightfully our son, so we don't have to trade anything. We are getting Cole back, and you are going to give him up without anything in return." Edward listened to something Jacob was saying, and then he grew even angrier. "No, he should not be rightfully yours, and even if he was supposed to be, he's still my son! Bella is staying with us, and you can't-." Edward suddenly stopped to stare at the phone. "He hung up on me." I sighed.

"Edward, what should we do? If all he wants is me, then I guess I'll have to-."

"No."

"But Edward, what else can we do?"

"Have you forgotten? We're vampires. We'll handle it."

"Don't underestimate them."

"I'm not, but we are powerful, and we're fast, and we're smart. Also, we have good hygiene, one of many things they lack." He chuckled, but hardly. He must have noticed my expression, because he wrapped the arm that wasn't holding Claire around me. "I'm sorry Bella, but don't expect me to say good things about them." I nodded, then turned my attention to Charlotte who had begun to gum the edge of her towel.

"We'll get your brother back girls," I said, trying to reassure myself as well as them. "Don't worry. Don't worry. . ."

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Two Months Later

As it turns out, the Quiletes were smarter than we thought. We would get a scent or a clue, then find that it all ended in some random alley or street. The worst part was that we still hadn't found Cole. Not a trace.

On the upside, Charlotte and Claire can sit up on their own now, and can also hold their heads up. Charlotte is trying to scoot along the floor on her stomach, but Claire is happy playing with her cloth baby blocks and gumming the ears of her Cabbage Patch Kid, who actually looks quite a bit like her, as far as light brown hair, crystal blue eyes and dimples go. She even wears a yellow lacy dress, Claire's color. We also have on for Charlotte, who also has red hair and wears a pink lacy dress and dimples. We couldn't find the same eye color, of course, but Charlotte's has light green eyes, so it's pretty close. They're both getting so big! It makes me so sad to think of Cole and how he's growing up. . . . .

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Jacob's POV

I never really wanted the little kid, I just wanted him so I could get revenge and get Bella. It hasn't worked out at all like I had planned, though. They wouldn't give me Bella, and, even worse, they've started to track us. We have to be on the move all the time. We also have to set up fake leads, even if it means peeing in an alley by the subway in the middle of the night. If they get the kid back, then who knows what'll happen then? I'll have nothing to use anymore. Actually, to be honest, I'm starting to like this kid. He's pretty smart, I mean, he's already learned to say 'daddy'. He can even crawl. He isn't very fast, but he's baby Einstein, and I don't even make him listen to Mozart, like my parents made me listen to. Apparently, Mozart makes babies smart. Whatever.

Anyway, I might not even give him back, even when I do get Bella. I like him. I mean, I'll have to lye to him all his life. I mean, I even changed him name from Cole to Dominic. That way, even if his parents do find him, which I doubt, he won't believe them when they say he's Cole William Cullen, because he'll be Dominic Matthew Black. Then he'll run to me because he's been taught to stay away from 'the cold ones.' This should be fun.