Needless to say, that move night cuddle session turned into much, much more.

Edward had come by the next day, pissed as hell, but Jake stood by me the whole time, in case I needed him, while I screamed at Edward and told him off. He told me "You'll never find anyone like me ever again!" and I smirked and replied "That's the point," before slamming the door in his face. Jacob gave me a big hug immediately after, and we began hanging out practically every day after that. One night, after a few weeks, and many dodged looks, touches, and questions, we were leaving the movies, and…

"That was such a good movie," I said, walking out the door of the theatre as Jake held it open for me. And then I stopped in my tracks. "Oh no!" I cried.

"What?" Jake asked, trailing behind me, and that's when he saw the pouring rain. Our car was in the parking lot across the street.

"We're gonna get soaked," I whined. Jake laughed and took my hand.

"So? Come on, it won't be so bad if we run," he laughed. I smiled giddily and nodded. "Okay, on 3. 1…2…"

"3!" I hollered. We took off into the rain laughing and running like mad. Jake fumbled for his keys while I ran to the other side, and finally, we got into the car. We took one look at each other and burst out laughing.

"You are soaking wet!" I said between laughs. And he was – his black t-shirt was stuck to his body, and his hair was dripping. He was laughing just as hard, and poked my stomach.

"So are you!" I could feel how wet my hair was, sticking to my face, and my long sleeved green shirt and jeans felt more like a second skin. We laughed and laughed, and when our laughter died down, we caught ourselves staring at each other. And that's when he kissed me. His hands were in my hair, and mine were twisted in his shirt, and we couldn't stop kissing. Eventually, though, air became a necessity, and we broke apart, panting, our foreheads touching.

"Jake I…"

"Bella I…" we both said at the same time, then broke into laughter again.

"I'm sorry, you go ahead," he said.

"No, Jake, it's okay, you go," I said, nodding gently. He took a deep breath, and then laid it all out there.

"Bells, I've liked you for so long now. Hell, I may even love you. I don't expect you to say it back so soon, with what's happened a few weeks ago and all, but I wanted you to know how I feel. You're beautiful, and smart, and funny, and amazing…" he pulled back far enough to cup my cheek in his hand. "And Edward never deserved you," he whispered. "That's why I got so mad when you said you were engaged to him, because I liked you so much, and I knew he wasn't good enough for you, or right for you. All I've ever done is care about you, Bells, and I hope you care about me too." I smiled and gave him a sweet kiss on the lips.

"I do, Jake, more than you will ever know," I grinned. "I liked you back when I got my license, but Edward kinda snuffed that fire out quickly. I wish I'd listened to you then, it could've been us getting married 3 weeks ago instead of me getting my heart broken and pawning an engagement ring."

"One day, Bells," he said, brushing my hair off my face and kissing my nose. "Sooooo…..you wanna be my girlfriend?" I burst out laughing.

"That was real smooth, Jake," I laughed. He chuckled and winked at me.

"Thanks, I try." He kissed my knuckles. "So is that a yes?"

"It's a yes," I grinned, leaning over to kiss him again.

After that, whenever we weren't working, Jake and I were attached at the hip. I quickly immersed myself in his circle of friends, and his sisters, Leah, Emily, and Kim became my best friends. Sometimes, if the boys were busy watching a football game or whatever, the girls and I would do our own girls day, and go get mani-pedis, or go shopping together. My life was finally starting to pan out how I imagined it.

After two years, right around my twenty-fourth birthday, Jake and I moved into our first house together. We were renting to own, and I loved it. It was a modest house, with a porch big enough for a swing and rocking chairs, a kitchen I could walk around and cook in, plenty of space out back, and three bedrooms and two bathrooms upstairs. One room became my office/the guest room with my futon in it, and the other was storage of stuff that wouldn't fit in the garage yet (Jake needed to install some shelves and rearrange things).

Right around our three year dating anniversary, the girls and I went out to brunch one morning while the guys went paintballing. As we were walking back to the car in the area of downtown Forks where they'd hold community events, I saw a bunch of balloons tied to the light poles.

"I wonder what those balloons are for?" I said to the girls as we walked. They all just grinned and giggled at each other. "What?" I turned back to look at the balloons, and that's when I saw there was picture of me and Jacob stuck to each one. And the balloons were my favorite color, purple. We kept walking, and that's when Sam, Paul, Jared, Embry, Quil, and Seth each came out from behind the pillars one by one and handed me two roses, my favorite flower. I got to the end of the sidewalk, and that's when Jake stepped out from behind the last pillar.

"Jake, what's going on?" I said, walking right up to him. He grinned, kissed my cheek, and said "Turn around." I turned, and gasped, my hand not holding the flowers flying to my mouth. The guys had lined up with the girls, holding a handmade banner that said "Bella, will you marry me?" I turned back around, and when I saw Jake kneeling on the ground, with the ring box in his hands, I started crying.

"Isabella Marie Swan, I love you more than any woman in the entire world. I will never, ever give up on you, our family, or our dreams. Will you marry me?" I choked and laughed, wiping my eyes.

"Of course I'll marry you, Jake!" I cried, flinging my arms around him and kissing him. He stood up and held me in his arms, swinging me around as he kissed me. I heard everyone cheer as he set me back down and slipped the ring onto my finger.

We went straight into wedding planning mode, and I couldn't have been more excited. We planned for the ceremony to be on the beach, and then would have the reception in the reservation community center banquet hall, which wasn't even five minutes from the beach. I found a beautiful purple dress for Rachel, my maid of honor, and Rebecca, Emily, Leah, and Kim, my bridesmaids, to wear. And my dress was drop dead gorgeous, I never wanted to take it off. Sam and Emily's boy, Caleb, was our ring bearer, and Kim and Jared's daughter, Lizzy, was our flower girl. Everything looked amazing, with white chairs and an archway decorated in white tulle and little purple flowers. As Charlie walked me down the aisle, I saw Jake try to discreetly wipe his face, but I saw him brush the tears away. Billy was a notary, so he was able to marry us, and everything was just beautiful.

We were dancing with the bridesmaids and groomsmen when the inevitable subject got brought up….

"So, Jake, Bella," Quil shouted over the music. We all turned to look at him. "When are you two making a baby?" We all burst out laughing.

"You put it so nicely too," I giggled, swaying in Jake's arms. He had his wrapped around me from behind, arms crossed over my waist. He kissed my cheek and smiled into it. "I don't know, but I'd like to wait a year. That'll give us time to settle into the married life, you know?"

"Don't jinx it Bella," Rebecca giggled. "Watch, you'll be pregnant with twins."

"Oh God, don't say that," I half-groaned, half-laughed. "Are you trying to kill me?"

Turns out, she was, because six months later (of course), and it was twins. I thought Jake was gonna fall out of his chair when the doctor said there were two babies in there. But he was so excited to be a dad, and he couldn't wait to find out if the babies were girls or boys, since they were identical twins. At my twenty week appointment, when we went to find out, he was like a little kid in a candy store.

"Jake, stop bouncing your leg, please," I giggled, putting a hand on his knee. He chuckled and looked over at me, his eyes shining bright.

"I can't help it, I'm excited!" he grinned, leaning over and kissing me, then leaning down to kiss my belly. "You're two boys in there aren't you?"

"I told you," I said, rolling my eyes playfully. "It's two girls. A lot of my symptoms point to girls."

"Those are just old wives tales," Jake grinned, sitting up. "Watch, I'm right."

"You wanna make a bet, Black?" I said, giving him my best serious face. He burst out laughing.

"Alright, Bells, I'll play. What's the bet?"

"Whoever loses has to buy ice cream on the way home," I grinned. That was my biggest craving. Jake laughed, shaking his head, but leaned over and kissed my cheek.

"It's a bet."

"Isabella Black?" a nurse called. A nurse came out into the lobby, holding a clipboard with my chart. Jake and I stood up to follow her.

"How are you doing today, Bella?" she asked nicely.

"I'm doing alright," I smiled, sitting on the bench for her to take my blood pressure. "We're excited to find out the sex of the babies today."

"I bet, that's always so exciting," she smiled, writing down the numbers on my chart. "I remember after my husband and I found out we were having a girl, we made our registry and added all this girly stuff. It's so fun."

"Well, we'll be adding boy stuff I think," Jake grinned, taking my hand as I stepped onto the scale.

"Oh, so Daddy's hoping for boys?" she giggled, adjusting the weights on the scale.

"He is, but I think they're girls," I told her, stepping down. She led us into the exam room, and instructed me to pee in the cup in the bathroom, and then my doctor would be in shortly. Once I put the cup in the sample box in the wall, I got up on the table. Jake and I chatted about names and what nursery theme we'd do for a little while, and then Doctor Compton knocked and came in.

"Hi Bella, Jake," he said, shaking both of our hands and grinning. "How are we doing? Ready to see what your babies are?" We both nodded our excitement, and he laughed. "Wonderful. Bella, while I get the machine fired up, why don't you lift your shirt and roll your pants down a little so I can get to your belly, please." I did as he instructed, and then he placed the gel on my belly.

"Alright, let's see what we've got here," he said, moving the wand around. We heard the familiar static, before the sound of the two heartbeats playing over each other. He moved down to one sac, and started examining the baby.

"Here's the first one," he said, turning the screen so we could see. I let out a little "aw," like I did every time. He moved down to the legs, and he chuckled.

"This one's all spread out, ready to show us," he grinned. He moved the wand around, and that's when we saw….

"Is that a penis?" Jake asked.

"Indeed it is," Dr. Compton said. Jake stood up and whooped, pumping a fist. I laughed and squeezed his hand.

"Fine, you were right, they're boys," I grinned. "I'll buy the ice cream on the way home."

"It's okay, Bells, I'll buy," he laughed. He leaned down and kissed me. "I'm just excited we're gonna have two beautiful little boys."

We spent the next 20 weeks preparing for our boys, painting the nursery, assembling furniture, having my baby shower, and decorating the nursery. We ended up deciding on a Woodland theme, and everything was decorated in green and cream colors, with trees, owls, bears, foxes, squirrels, and a few wolves too. And then, today, on a quiet, sunny morning in April, via emergency c-section….

"Here's the first boy!" Doctor Compton said, holding him up for me to see. My little boy was kicking and screaming, flailing his little limbs. I started "aww"ing and crying, trying to sit up to see him. Jacob immediately went over behind the curtain to see him and take pictures.

"And here's boy number two!" This boy was a little pudgier than his brother, but otherwise, they were identical. I cried tears of joy, and while they cleaned him up, Jacob brought me the first boy.

"What's his name?" one of the nurses asked me.

"Daniel Charles Black," I said, holding him and stroking his jet black hair off his forehead. The second his cheek touched my chest he started calming down. He just stared up at me through half-lidded eyes, mouth hanging open slightly, almost like the muscles in his mouth stopped mid-cry.

"And here's your other boy," a nurse said, bringing him over and placing him in my other arm. "What's this one's name?"

"Joshua William Black," Jacob told them. He was stroking Joshua's cheek with his thumb. "They're so tiny, Bells."

"How much did they weigh?" I asked.

"Daniel was 7lbs 2 oz, and Joshua was 7lbs 8oz," the nurse who weighed them told us. "And then were an inch apart in length; Daniel was 20 inches, and Joshua was 21."

"My big boys," I grinned, giving them both gentle squeezes. After they were taken into recovery and I was stitched up, they took me to them, and Jake gave them to me so I could nurse.

"Hey Bells, you know what I was thinking about?" Jake said quietly, brushing the hair off my forehead.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Edward," he chuckled. I looked up at him, confused.

"What? Why?"

"Karma's a bitch," he laughed. I blinked, then burst out laughing. Daniel and Joshua started fussing and crying, and I immediately soothed them with "shh"s and latching them back on.

"You're so right, Jake," I chuckled.

Karma was indeed a heartless bitch. And I loved her for it.