A/N: You guys wanted more, so I'm dabbling a bit in all the pack pairings I mentioned in Part 1 this week. I know this particular one is going to be a less popular pairing and I'll probably get hate mail, but it's one of my personal favorite pairings and an indulgent little Mother's Day gift to myself this year, so bear with me, if you don't mind. ;)

Also, I should note that I am one of two children and I have an only child, so I'm winging it a little with writing some of the bigger broods of kiddos in the pack, based on my husband's experience with his crazy Brady bunch family and my mom's. My mom has 8 sisters and 2 brothersthe bookend babies who inspired Jake and Jess's decision to keep trying 'one more time' and the TV-watching. My grandmother took a lot of ribbing for years about needing a new hobby, so this is a little love for her and all her years of work and sacrifice for her big, crazy brood, too.

Prompt: "House of Gold" by Twenty One Pilots, from Tricky Raven's Weekly Flashfic Challenge's week of Mother's Day prompts


Ever After, Happily


Refreshed from an afternoon of good company and adult conversation, Jess' natural buoyancy returned. She danced along the forest trail between the Uleys' cozy cabin and the sprawling log home Jacob and the pack built to celebrate their tenth wedding anniversary and fifth child.

"What's got you so giddy?" Bella asked, hands in her hoodie pockets as she watched her friend with growing amusement. If she knew Jess—and she really, really did—the increasing proximity to Jacob was the most likely culprit, but she waited for an answer.

"Can't you feel it?" Jess spun in childlike circles, beaming. "There's magic. In the air, underfoot. I don't know why I ever thought I could resist the charming jerk. Just thinking about that smile…"

Bella snorted. "You keep that up and you'll end up with another belly full of Black puppies before you know it."

It was Jess's turn to snort. "Not bloody likely. I told him to wrap it up until one of us gets fixed or get to know Rosy Palm better."

"Yeah right!" Bella sneered, "Tell him to try it left-handed, adds a little mystery."

Jess cackled.

"Somebody's in a good mood," Jacob sauntered out of the garage, wiping his hands on a rag. "Hey, babe. Good day with the girls?" He swept tiny Jess up for a thorough kiss, then peeked over her head with a guilty look. "Sorry, Bells. Hi."

"Hey, Jake. Don't mind me. You just … do your thing there." She waved awkwardly at Jacob inadvertently grinding his groin into his mate's belly. "Maybe not your usual thing, though. I mean … you two don't have to populate ALL of La Push entirely on your own, you know," she said in a rush before she dashed away snickering and disappeared into the brush to the sound of Jacob's choking laughter.

"I miss the days when the thought of sex made her blush. She's got such a mouth on her now." He thumbed the air in the direction of his best friend. "That's yours and Embry's doing, you know. Or maybe…" He chuckled. "She just needed a little of something like this to distract her—" He ground his erection against his wife's hip.

"Keep it in your pants, chico," Jess ordered, tapping the Alpha's bulge gently. "Just because it's Mother's Day doesn't mean we need to reboot my uterus again. You've already got enough Mini Mes to make your own pack," she reminded him with good humor, running her hand in teasing strokes down the rigid length as she tipped her head in thought. "We should get hobbies. Like, like … oh! Puzzles. We could do puzzles. Or watch TV! Normal people probably watch TV at night instead of trying to repopulate the tribe on their own."

He whimpered. "But babe, there's always room for more. We could try for a girl this time." He waggled his eyebrows and jogged his hips into her hand.

"I thought that's what we were doing the last five times." She wriggled in his hold and squealed when he his huge hands found her ticklish spot. "I'm not falling for that line again."

"Aww… You can't blame a guy for wanting a little princess or two to spoil, can you?"

"Two?" Jess gaped, leaning away. "We have our own basketball team with spares! And you want two more?"

"Sure. Twins would be awesome." His voice took on a dreamy quality. "Two baby princesses to spoil like their mama." He growled into her mark, turning her in his hold, hands sliding over rounded hips to cradle her belly. "My queen."

"Your queen could use some more spoiling. Speaking of which…" She glanced around. "Where's my ravening horde of followers?"

"The baby's napping," He tapped the glowing light of the baby monitor hooked on his pocket. "He had a busy day, and the others…" He nipped along her collarbone.

She leaned into his nipping teeth and warm lips. "Mmmm… I'm listening."

"...are on a campout with their uncles."

"How'd you wiggle out of that?" She purred.

"The baby's too young to camp."

"They bought that excuse?"

"What do they know? None of them have more than three a piece. They never had to juggle 'em."

Jess gasped in mocking shock, "You mean you took advantage of your brothers' parental ignorance to get laid?"

"I'd do anything if it meant I got to come home to a quiet house and take advantage of you," he growled.

"Twist my arm, sport." She melted into his kiss.

"And my proposal?"

She hummed, considering, "Your proposals always get me in trouble. It has been two years, but I think your Alpha-maker's broken. It's only got one setting, Jay."

"Only one way to find out if that's true," he sang in teasing delight as his hands mapped her curves.

"No fair." She pecked his lips. "The house is quiet. You're lulling me into a false sense of … something." She lost her train of thought as his lips caught hers in a bruising kiss.

"Come on, babe. Make a baby girl with me. One last try. I promise I'll get fixed after this one," he pleaded.

Jess groaned. "I've heard that before, too. Eight is it, though. Promise me we're done after the next. I need you to be the strong one. I can't resist those puppy dog eyes and the begging. I should have swatted your nose with a newspaper after you begged the first time. Promise. One more and done," she demanded.

Jacob leaned back and crossed his heart, poking out his bottom lip.

"FIIINE… But you're changing all the diapers this time. Every one."

He wrinkled his nose, but conceded. They sealed the deal with a laughing kiss.

Smiling in triumph, she slid her hands up and over the ridges of his abs.

"Don't even grin like you just got one over on me," he mumbled against her lips as he set her on her feet and bent to her height to nibble on her lips and nose. "You love babies. You're an addict for that scent."

"Mmm… Like puppies. And they grow up like them, too!" she whined. She made a grab at his hand. "Let's go watch the baby sleep!"

"You won't be in the mood, then," he groused.

"I will! I swear!" she giggled, twisting to try to escape.

"Mmm… Nope!" He scooped her up. "Babymaking first. Then baby, then dinner, then more babymaking."

She sighed, cupping his cheek. "How do I let you talk me into this every time?"

"You love me." He shrugged, his eyes twinkling.

"I do." Touching her forehead to his, she slid along his cheek, nuzzling the firm jaw in lupine affection.

Suddenly serious, his gaze traveled over her face down to her mark and back, returning to her sparkling green eyes. "I'll never get tired of hearing those words. I love you, Jess. My queen."

"Love you, too, my Jacob."


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Got a question about the kids, how many, ages... Guys, bear with me here. I'm making up a lot of it as I go. Here's what I know right now:

Jess/Jake: 7 sons, all single births, one is under age two, so maybe 13 or 14 months old; and their 6 1/2 year old ("Six and three-quarters, MOM") is named Jackson, nicknamed Jax by his best friend, Nora Call). Their oldest is maybe 11 or so. The boys might all have J-names. Not sure yet.

Leah/Quil: 1 son, age 6, nicknamed Six, short for Quidel Moses Ateara, VI, Brandon Call's best friend; Ateara twins on the way, probably fraternal, no known sex for either twin yet.

Bella/Embry: 2 girls, 1 boy; Evelyn, age 10, nicknamed Evie; Elenora, age 8, nicknamed Nora, Jackson Black's best friend; Brandon, nicknamed Bran, age 6 1/2, Six Ateara's best friend.

Rachel/Paul: 3 girls, ages 2, 3, and 4. (Paul probably has at least one child with another woman, though, to be fair.)

Kim/Jared: at least one child.

Emily/Sam: a daughter, age 15, probably dating a musician who eats vegetarian, raw or macrobiotic - something ridiculous, pretty sure Sam hates the guy.

Seth: finishing school, might come home with a surprise for everyone, not sure yet.