A/N: Thanks to everyone who has reviewed the second chapter so far, you all are really kind and encouraging with your comments. Some of you have given the greatest comments on some of my stories such as Jealousy and The Wives, and I just want to say that they really do put a big ass smile on my face. :D Enjoy. -LBB

Disclaimer: ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO SM. I MERELY PRETEND THEY ARE MINE.

Eight Months Later

No thinking. There was no room in her mind to think about anything else besides her current emotions. Fear. Anxiousness. Pain. The bright white lights above her head blinded her momentarily and distorted her surroundings as she lay there on the bed. Her heavy panting and whimpers filled the vast empty room and echoed one after the other. Even though her skin was ice cold, her body and face were covered in sweat from the excruciating pain originating from her womb. She lay tense on the bed, trying to hold back the screams.

"Please," she whimpered softly. "Someone help me."

Suddenly she heard rushing footsteps down the marble floor, coming straight towards her room. Carlisle and Jacob appeared, both of their faces filled with fear.

Oh no, she thought. My baby…

Jacob went straight to her side and kissed her damp forehead as Carlisle spoke.

"Renesmee, I'm afraid the contractions are coming in faster than we thought. The baby can't wait any longer, not even for us to prep you up for a C-Section."

"I don't care, Carlisle. Please, just save him," she said with a sudden fierceness. A contraction decided to make itself known at that moment, catching her off guard and forcing a scream of pain out of her.

"Carlisle, hurry!" She heard Jacob roar through her scream.

The contractions kept on rolling through her body without a moment in between, taking away all of her senses except the feeling itself. She shut her eyes and clenched her teeth to the point of breaking while grabbing the sheets underneath her so hard, her knuckles turned white.

"Renesmee, I need you to start pushing for me now," Carlisle said. "Push with all your strength."

With a sharp inhale, she pushed herself up with her hands and began to push, stopping only for a quick breath. She could barely understand Jacob's words of encouragement as she kept on pushing.

"…one more push, baby. It's almost over, Nessie. You can do it!" Jacob said in her ear, his voice filled with excitement.

But it didn't feel like the end, it felt as if it would never end. This pain was so powerful, that every second that passed seemed like an eternity. Then… she felt it. This weird and liberating sensation of a heavy pressure being lifted off of her consumed her. With a giant exhale, she fell back on the bed and closed her eyes.

"My god…" Carlisle murmured, his voice filled with awe. "It's a boy."

Those words brought Renesmee instantly back to life. She lifted her head and was greeted with the sight of Jacob holding a small white bundle in his arms. She had never seen Jacob's black eyes as bright until that moment as he looked down at their child.

"Jake," she whispered, her voice sounding weak to her own ears. "Let me hold him."

As Jacob made his way slowly towards her, she felt her eyes suddenly closing without her consent.

"Oh no," Carlisle said. "Jacob, she's still bleeding a lot. Get the baby out of here!"

No! She tried to shout, but her mouth wouldn't open. I need to see him!

"Renesmee, you need to hold on, do you hear me?" Jacob asked. "Hold on!"

But her body didn't want to listen. It felt lighter and lighter with each breath she took, sinking more and more into the bed.

"Renesmee!"

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June

"Renesmee, wake up!" She felt a large warm hand shaking her softly but with urgency.

She gasped loudly and lifted her torso off the bed. Pair of arms was suddenly around her, and she leaned into the warm body of her husband as she sobbed into his chest.

"Shh, Shh. It's alright, Renesmee. It was just a dream, you're fine. I got you, honey." Jacob whispered soothingly.

Her sobs gradually subsided and grew silent after a few minutes, leaving only their breaths as the only sound in the middle of the night. Jacob pulled away gently to see her tear streaked face in the moonlight. He grabbed her face and brushed the tears away with his thumbs before speaking.

"What were you dreaming about?"

"I… I dreamed that we were in a hospital and the baby came fine, but I was still bleeding. You were there and so was Carlisle, but you couldn't do anything to save me," she said, her voice breaking by the end. She ran a hand gently down her large, round stomach, as a reminder that it was really just a dream.

"I won't let anything happen to you, Renesmee. Everything will be fine." He promised as he kissed her forehead. "Lie back down and try to get some sleep, okay? I don't want you being tired tomorrow."

They both sank down into the bed, their arms wrapped around each other in a tight embrace. Renesmee buried her face under Jacob's arm and breathe his earthy-like scent in slowly, her eyes getting heavy again with sleep. For a second she was almost afraid to close her eyes, but trusted the idea that you can't dream about the same thing twice in one night.

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Renesmee was woken up by the sound and smell of pancakes and eggs being fried downstairs and the sounds of soft voices speaking rapidly. With a long yawn, she stretched her legs and arms over her head before turning sideways to find Jacob's side of the bed empty. Her eyebrow furrowed in question for a moment.

Jacob is never up before me. Unless…

She suddenly realized that today her family was coming to visit along with the Amazon, Irish and Denali clan who wanted to be there for the big day. At that thought, images of her dream from last night came rushing back, making her shudder for a moment. The pain, the screams…

Stop it, Renesmee. It was just a dream. Like Jacob said, everything will be fine.

She pushed herself up with her arms and slid off the bed carefully to changes from her pajamas. Having already showered yesterday before going to bed, she decided on a one - shoulder black top and maternity leggings that were so comfortable, she could barely feel them. She glanced at herself in the mirror, a thing that had almost turned into a ritual every morning before she started her day. Her appearance had seemed plain and normal to her before she had become pregnant.

As she began descending the stairs slowly, she noticed that all conversation had stop in the living room and no one was breathing. When she appeared around the corner, she was greeted with many exclamations of 'Renesmee' and 'Nessie' from everyone in the room.

Before she could survey the room and identify everyone, Jacob rushed to her side and kissed her not so appropriately, causing her to blush.

"Sweetheart, I was just coming to wake you up," he said while holding her hands.

Renesmee knew he was lying by the overly innocent look in his eyes and his tone of voice.

"Liar," she said with a smile, pulling away in mock hurt. "You were going to stuff yourself before you'd even remember me!"

Jacob smiled sheepishly at her as everyone laughed. She looked around his shoulder and realized that her assumptions had been right. In the living room by the sofa, the Denali women and men sat, all smiling widely at her. Right beside her family in the dining room, Zafrina, Senna, and Kachiri sat around the round oak table.

When she had finally caught their gaze, the wild Amazonian women stood and approached her first. They were exactly the same as they had been when she had first met them as a toddler,

"Nessie, child," Zafrina said with a sigh. She held Renesmee's warm face in her hands and kissed both of her cheeks with a smile on her face. "Look how much you've grown! Has it really been 6 months since we saw each other? You look beautiful with child."

"Thank you, Zafrina, you look well also. How's life in the jungle? What about Huilen and Nahuel? How are they? " she asked.

"Everything is fine, thank you for asking. Huilen and her nephew have been living with us for the last few months along with his sisters. Now that Joham has been taken care of," she frowned deeply, "they felt lonely and decided to reunite with him. They are content. They send their greeting and congratulations. We've actually brought your offspring some gifts from home."

Senna and Kachiri stepped up and greeted her with a 'congratulations' and offered a wooden box with a bracelet that looked to be made of some wild animal's teeth and a spear like the one Brazilian tribes used. Renesmee's eyes widen as Senna handed it to her.

"I made the necklace while Senna asked the Ticuna tribe for one," Kachiri explained. "Took us some time, but they finally agreed to give us this one, made especially for young warriors."

Senna and Kachiri shared a knowing smile for an instant before look back at her. "Once the child has grown, we would like to take it with us to show it how to hunt, with your permission, of course."

Renesmee turned to Jacob who stared at the women with a dumbfounded expression, as if he couldn't understand a thing they had just said. Before he could react and say something rude—which wouldn't be beyond him-- she smiled in thanks at them.

"Thank you so much. Jake and I will talk." She assured them. The women returned to their seat and up came Tanya, Kate, and Carmen with their mates' right behind them. Eleazar greeted her politely and distant: he still didn't seem comfortable enough to interact with Renesmee. Garrett was another story, though. He kissed her cheek and rubbed her stomach while placing his ear right where the baby's heartbeat was. His golden eyes widen dramatically and in awe as he heard it shuffle inside her.

Kate and Carmen gushed over the baby, trying to figure out what he would look like while Tanya rolled her eyes every time they would squeal in excitement. Maybe she was still partial to her father…

"What names have you chosen for the baby?" Kate asked eagerly.

They had both considered this for months, going through dozens and dozens of books filled with baby names in every language imaginable, only to come up empty. Like her mother, Renesmee refused to give her baby a name without a reason to it. She realized she would never be as creative as her when coming up with a whole new and unique name, but she was still determined to give her baby a name worthy of it.

Then one day, as she gazed at a picture her father-in-law had taken with Jacob and his sisters when they were young, the quest was over. The answer had been staring her in the face all along. Since Billy had died before even knowing he would be having a grandchild, Renesmee felt she owed it to Billy by naming the baby after him. She had always felt that Billy had been a great man, powerful and full of strength despite being in a wheelchair.

Needless to say, Jacob thought that it was a wonderful idea, and even suggested that he should share her father's middle name, Anthony.

"We are going to name him William Anthony. He'll have the privilege of being named after two great men." Jacob said, clapping a hand on Edward's back. "And besides, it'll be easy to spell," he added with a playful nudge at her mother, who in return glared at Jacob's insinuation.

Bella poked his chest. "What are you saying, Jacob Black?"

Jacob rolled his eyes at Bella's defensiveness. "Bells, we've been through this hundreds of time already, you gave Renesmee a name that almost nobody knew how to spell when we were in college. Let alone pronounce. I felt like Webster's mobile dictionary whenever we met new people. 'Reeneesmee,'" he said in great impersonation of their political science teacher voice.

She couldn't help laughing at the silliness of her husband, just as her mother couldn't help the tiny smile that formed on her lips.

As Renesmee made her way towards her mother and father, she thought that it was absurd that a 17 and an 18 year old couple were going to be grandparents in a couple of weeks.

"Now, that made me feel old," Edward said as he kissed her cheeks lovingly. "All that's left is for everyone to start calling me 'grandpa'." He smiled.

Renesmee grinned. "I promise that in a few weeks, we all will."

Once Renesmee had finished greeting the rest of her family, Jacob started off her morning with a glass of orange juice, a fruit salad with yogurt and a bowl of her favorite cereal.

"What I wouldn't give for a nice herd of deer," she sighed. "I've been craving it for weeks and none of you will take pity on me."

She was tired of eating all of this stale, healthy food they fed her. She felt as if she were on a diet, and no one cared enough to tell her if it was having results.

"We can't run the risk of upsetting the baby," Carlisle explained gently. "Not when everything has been going smooth. Just have patience, Nessie."

"Can I just have a tiny, wittle wabbit?" She asked Jacob in her best Elmer Fudd impression.

Jacob laughed and continued feeding her diced apples and pineapple. He pressed his forehead against her and sighed. "What am I going to do with you?"

"Love me," she said in an 'isn't it obvious' tone. "What else is there?"

Jacob hummed as in deep in thought and consideration. "Well, I'll think about it."

They shared a true lover's smile for a moment before Renesmee turned to Edward, who was talking softly with Carlisle and Eleazar.

"Hey, Dad, have you been able to read the baby's thoughts? You've never mentioned anything."

"Well, most of the time that we've been here, he's been sleeping inside of you, Nessie, or his brain hadn't fully developed yet for him to form thoughts. All I can hear is when he feels someone touching his temporary home or a sound that penetrates it. He is aware of his surroundings, but only to an extent. He's ready to come out and meet you, too."

Jacob kissed her cheek and bended down to kiss her stomach. When his lips made contact with her bare skin, the baby kicked inside of her with steady force.

"Whoa!" Renesmee said. "The baby just kicked—Jake, feel it!"

Jacob placed his hand directly on top of her stomach and gently patted it twice. In response, the baby moved, a bulge moving across her stomach before disappearing.

"It's an alien!" Emmett exclaimed, earning a slap on the head from Rosalie.

Renesmee laughed and continued to look as her stomach stretched farther as the baby moved. In that moment, she realized that if it truly came to the point where she had to sacrifice her life to save his, she would do it without thinking twice. She no longer cared if last night's dream was a foretelling or just her fears invading her sleep, her baby would be born and it would be surrounded by people who would love it and cherish it dearly.

She continued watching Jacob and the others gaze at her stomach in wonder, not noticing that Edward had grown cold and serious as he read her wandering thoughts.

"Hi, baby." Jacob crooned lovingly. "Yeah, you know your Daddy is here, don't you? You know Daddy loves you, right? Who loves you? You're going to be my big boy, right?" he asked her stomach in a ridiculously sing-song voice.

By now everyone had stopped their conversation and was staring at Jacob in amusement and surprise. When he finally noticed that the room had gone silent, he raised his head and looked around in confusion.

"What? What did I do?" he asked Renesmee.

Alice shook her head and turned to Garrett and Kate. "Werewolves," she said with a sigh.

"Shut up, Shorty," Jacob snapped playfully. "Don't pretend as if you haven't blabbed to Nessie's stomach from dusk 'til dawn."

Alice stuck her tongue out at him and smiled. "Speaking of werewolves, how are Seth and Leah? I know you mentioned that Quil and Embry were off starting their own business back in Seattle."

Jacob nodded. "Yep, they are starting their own motorcycle business –it's going good for them. Leah is actually in Hawaii visiting Rebecca and her husband; she mentioned something about being an instructor for yoga at a hotel there. And Seth said he planned to be here also to see the baby. I think he just misses Edward." He smiled.

Renesmee had noticed that strange friendship between Seth and Edward when she still lived with them. It was nice that there was undeniable proof that werewolves and vampires could live and cooperate together. Maybe her baby would be the thing to finally tie two sides that had been taught they were enemies to finally draw a truce. If her family could do it, why couldn't other covens as well?

The two families spent the rest of the day talking and joking around. Renesmee was always surrounded by the women who were fascinated in every symptom and craving she had had since day one. They hung on to every word from her mouth like children learning about the universe and nature. It was a little saddening to see the wistful looks a few of them had on their faces as they tenderly caressed her stomach, as if by doing so they would be able to feel the baby they would never have inside of them.

When the sun had finally left the sky slowly and their guest reluctantly began to leave, some left to hunt, others to acquaint themselves with the strange and unfamiliar city and with the peoples customs and habits.

"Kachiri and I are very curious with your people here and we'd like to explore the terrain," Zafrina explained.

"Go right ahead, Zafrina," Carlisle said. "I only ask that you refrain from hunting around the city, please. Renesmee should be due in a few days, so you won't have to last too much without feeding."

"We'll wait however long we have to just to see Nessie's child, Carlisle," she said with a kind smile.

With kisses and hugs the Amazonian women departed, running swiftly into the darkness to experience a whole different world. The Denali's left moments after, promising to be back bright and early to check up on Renesmee and help her any way they could.

"Don't strain yourself and try to sit down and relax, sweetheart," Bella said for the hundredth time that week. "And no cooking, do you hear me? We'll bring you and Jacob food, though it wouldn't hurt to starve him for a while…" she trailed off thoughtfully as her golden eyes scanned Jacob's form.

"Are you calling me fat, Bella?" He asked in a mock hurt tone. "Nessie, are you going to let your mother talk to me like that?

Renesmee laughed. "It's typical, Jake. You're a thirty-something year old man who is soon to be a father. It's normal," she assured him.

"Honey, we are anything but normal. All of us." He paused. "And I am not some thirty-something year old getting fat! I don't look a day over twenty-five."

"Sure, sure," Renesmee muttered, mimicking her husband's patronizing tone exactly which caused everyone in the room to laugh.

"If you weren't carrying my kid, Nessie..," he growled playfully, pulling her into his arms.

Renesmee laughed. On the outside, she was happy and blissful. Being surrounded by her family and friends brought her a strong feeling of protection, but on the inside, she grew nervous by the hour. As the sun sank more and more into the earth, it left her with no other options but to go to sleep, back to those nightmares about the day she longed the most for.

A/N: I'm just getting you guys warmed up for the finale, ok? The big day will come soon, don't fret, guys. Now, be good readers and review! Please?