Later it started raining again. Emmett, Jasper, and my father were dancing around outside in the rain. Jacob morphed into a big furry dog and ran out into the woods to join them. It was funny how accustomed the vampires and wolves had come to each other. It was almost like Jake wasn't a big hairy dog. Jacob's not exactly a werewolf. He can morph whenever he feels like it.
Feeling left out, the rest of us followed except for Carlisle and Esme. I ran at full speed to find Jacob, following his scent. I didn't really mind being slower than the others because I wasn't full vampire. I'm pretty close to how fast they are if I try my hardest. When I spotted Jake, he hadn't heard me coming yet. I stored up all of my energy and made a swift, soundless, leap onto his russet back. He didn't even flinch. I was impressed.
When we got to the spot where the boys roughhoused, Jacob played like he was one of them. They were just like brothers except the Cullens had to watch their teeth. It was nice how no one minded that they were sopping wet. After around midnight, we headed back to the little cottage in the middle of the woods. I didn't know why we didn't just stay at the house but Jacob seemed to have other plans.
We stood under the roof's overhang, shielding ourselves from the pounding rain. It was slightly relieving to be inside. The fire was already started in the little stone fireplace. Jacob swung me over his shoulder lightly and was heading for the stairs. I didn't care much for being carried so I climbed down from his shoulders and scooped him up in my arms, cradling him like a baby.
"Comfy?" I asked. He just made little snoring sounds. I rolled my eyes but smiled as I set him down in my old baby cradle that I'd only been able to use for a couple of weeks. He opened his eyes and gave a small puzzled look at his lack of space. Seeing he's practically seven feet tall, he didn't fit too well. He closed his eyes again and continued with the little snoring sounds.
I tiptoed out of the room and into the bathroom, turning on the hot shower, and then began combing through the plaits of my hair. When I got in, the steamy water immediately unknotted my tight muscles and soothed my quick pulse.
After a couple minutes, (I take quick showers) I turned off the water and rapped myself in a towel. I just let my hair drip down my back, not bothering to put it up in a hair towel. I opened the door and let the steam escape, bracing myself for the chill. I jumped when I saw Jacob there, and it's not easy to startle me. He wrapped his warm arms around me, keeping me toasty just like the steam had. Jake pulled my up into the same position I'd held him in before. I brought my face up to him, gently touching my lips to his. He placed me on my back on top of the bed. I smiled as he came and lay next to me, intertwining his fingers between mine. As I rolled over closer to him, the towel fell on the floor... and I didn't bother to pick it up.
My life had gone by fairly normally... for a half vampire... until then. When I woke up that morning, I'd felt entirely fine. I went through my day like I usually did; the only difference was that I felt a little tired and a little slow. Carlisle scared me by saying he thought I looked sick and my daddy chuckled when he felt my forehead with his icy hand and said I was burning up. My grandfather Carlisle thought I must just be looking a bit pale.
By the time I went to bed that night, I was still much myself. It only bothered me the tiniest bit that I'd been feeling a little off during the day. I went to sleep effortlessly. Yet, when I woke up the next day, something had definitely changed.
Jake, I feel funny. I thought to him, rubbing my forehead. The sky was a deep magenta when I'd woken up. My stomach hurt a bit too. I got up and walked into the bathroom. I felt suddenly queasy and threw-up probably everything I'd eaten the previous day into the toilet. Jake rose quickly.
"Nessie?" he asked tenderly. "Are... are you okay?" I coughed as softly and spit into the toilet, trying to rid my mouth of the disgusting taste.
"I... I think so."
"You sure?" he was always so concerned and sweet whenever I had a problem. It made me feel a little bad that I didn't do much for him but I don't think he minded. I wonder if he would've been concerned with the extremely loud and shrill scream, obviously from Alice, coming from the main Cullen house if he'd heard it.
As I brushed my teeth to get the acidic taste out of my mouth, I studied my reflection in the full length mirror. I thought I was fairly pretty, but not gorgeous like everybody else thought. I had long, hip-length, bronze hair that spiraled in perfect ringlets, giving me a slightly Irish look. My skin was very pale and almost clear looking. I was tall too and people always said I had a nice figure. As I really studied myself for the first time, I saw that my stomach appeared slightly swollen. I shook off any thoughts before they got to me, guessing it was just from vomiting everything this morning, and then dashed off to my family's house.
I didn't think I'd be panting by the time I got to the wide front porch of the magnificent white, house. The usual quick dash had felt more like a long trek to me that time. Maybe it was just because I was catching something. I made a snap decision to see Carlisle again.
"Renesmee." he answered softly as I was about to knock on the tall, thick doors of his office. He must have been able to decipher my footsteps from the others', or maybe he just smelt me. I opened the doors and entered quietly. "You still do look a tad sick." I just nodded.
"I feel sick too. I threw-up this morning... I'm fine I just want to make sure I'm not sick so I don't give it to anyone."
Carlisle did a variety of tests on me. For some reason that I couldn't make out, he seemed tense, on edge, he even pulled the doorknob right out of the door when he came back with the results.
"Renesmee... You need to hear something. You might want to sit down."
I didn't know too much about how I came to be. Actually, barely anyone knows about how I came to be. I could remember all the way to even when I was in the womb. My mother's voice was one of the most calming things in the world to me and I'd been able to recognize that by age negative three weeks. I could also remember to the time when I heard Carlisle describing what I was to my mother- a human-vampire hybrid. What Carlisle diagnosed now was much the same but it was instead it was a human-lupine-human-vampire hybrid... if that makes any sense. That means a werewolf and half-vampire mix in geeky science language.
There was much chaos amongst the people in the house that morning, even before Jacob came. Especially with my mother. She was worried about me and about the fact that she was going to be twenty-five year old grandma. I was due to have a baby in two weeks.
My mother told Jacob for me. He was a bit taken aback at first but then he turned ecstatic. I knew my role in all of the imprinting stuff was to bring the "little wolves" and continue the pack. I was perfectly fine with that role too. My only problem was that I was actually due to give birth in two short weeks.
"It's because werewolves and half vampires grow very quickly." Carlisle had tried to explain. "So your child- girl or boy- will grow at a rate of about twenty times faster than the regular child." I gasped. How my life would change in two weeks! And I'm only six years old!
The days went by slowly sometimes and quickly others. Each day it was harder to run and more tiring. I also became afraid of hurting the child. The hospital's ultrasound wasn't strong enough to be able to see the baby's gender or whether it was even normal or not.
"It will probably hurt... a lot." my mother told me one afternoon. I respected her honesty. "When you were born, you ripped right through me practically! Tearing me open with your teeth!" I averted my eyes from hers. I gently placed my fingertips on her temple, showing her my most sincere sorry possible, showing her my deepest gratitude, my thankfulness, and most importantly, the way she's always made me smile. "It's okay Renesmee. You'll be okay. The thing is..." she trailed off. "It's a... possibility... that if you get hurt too much, we might have to change you." I knew what that meant. It meant turn me into a regular vampire... and separate me from Jacob... forever.
The baby began to kick earlier. It would kick my ribs a lot. One time it managed to break one. I was really hoping that I wouldn't have to be changed. To Jacob, that would practically be killing me. Our kinds are mortal enemies.
I found out later about Alice's scream that second morning. She'd been searching the future when it went blank. Usually, if there are werewolves there or me, it will be blurry. This time, she said her visions went absolutely blank. There was absolutely nothing there. She thought the world was going to end but it was just my child. Alice doesn't really get how none of us ever have seen the future! I mean, she should be gracious for what she has.
It was the day I was due. I didn't feel very bad, surprisingly. Carlisle seemed positive that I was due that day though. I sat on the cream couch which Jacob. He had his hand on my stomach, making small circles, humming. I had my head leaning on his shoulder. It wasn't even awkward. Somehow, Jake seemed so ready for this. He seemed like this was all he ever wanted, and the truth is, it probably was. I put my fingers to his temple and he smiled at me.
Oh Nessie, I love you more than anything in the world. I really hope you know that. I whipped my hand from his head. He was startled.
"Are you all right?!" I calmed down and then held his hand.
Yes. I told him "with my mind." "Wait..." I put my fingers to his head again. "Think something."
Ummm.... I don't know what to think... come on think of something! Oh right... this is thinking of something. Ummm... I love you? My face broke into a smile.
"Oh Jacob Black, I love you too!" I threw my arms around him. "Jake! Guess what? I read your mind!" Just as his smile broke out, a hard, stabbing pain was piercing at my chest. Uh oh. It was time.