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Here's the chapter, Hope you like it.


Chapter Four

It actually hurt to hear those words from Collin; he hated my kids, my unborn kids. I could see Jacob wasn't so thrilled about it either so I decided to work on distracting us so it wouldn't hurt that bad. Jake had left a moment ago with Rebecca and Billy to get them home, I was left with Sam and Emily. Everyone else left earlier, too.

"So," Emily started," The cookies were really good. Esme really knows how to cook." I chuckled.

"Nothing tops your cookies, Emily," I commented and Sam laughed.

"You got that right," he commented. She rolled her eyes and looked at me.

"They tend to be, I don't know, biased?" she said, referring to all imprints. I smiled.

"Tell me about it," I said, "You know, when I was little, I made Jacob coffee with salt instead of sugar and he drank it, telling me it was the best turkish coffee he had ever tasted." We all laughed. I wanted to tease him that day but apparently, he's "unteasable".

"Did you name him yet?" I asked after a moment of silence, obviously referring to their baby. She nodded, a proud smile on her face.

"After a lot of discussions," she said, "And, I really mean 'a lot'," she pushed," We decided to name him Randall or Randy, which means 'protector wolf'," she said. I grinned.

"Awesome choice," I commented.

"Thanks," they both said in one breath. That was when Jake entered. I wondered how we would choose our babies' names. Oh God, now we'd have to choose 2 boy names and one girl name other than Sarah Rose Black.

I loved that.

"Hey," he said then leaned to kiss my cheek," Hey, Ness." I just mumbled a 'Hey', too busy thinking about the names issue.

"So, I guess we should excuse ourselves now," Sam said, patting Emily's back. She sighed and stood up.

"Okay, then," she said," I guess I'll see you later." We nodded.

I glanced at Jacob whose expression was a mixture of worried and stressed. I decided to speak right after Sam and Emily left.

"What's wrong?" I asked. Please don't be the Collin issue, please don't be the Collin issue. He shook his head and sat on the couch, sighing.

"Becca," he said. I frowned in confusion; what could have happened to her? I sat beside him on the couch, crossing my legs over it, facing him.

"What's wrong with Rebecca?" I asked, he grimaced.

"She never knew any of this," he explained," She shouldn't know any of this." Huh?

"What do you mean 'this'?" All I could think about was the whole pregnancy issue. And she should know. So what was the problem?

He put his hands over his face and I leaned closer to him and put mine on his.

"She-" he said," I had to tell her about the whole us-being-wolves issue after what Collin had said," he spat his name," He knew she didn't know!" He exclaimed. My eyes widened; this was the last thing I expected. I could only imagine how she took the 'news' if Jake's reaction was like that.

"How did she react?" I pushed, praying it wouldn't be bad. He shook his head again.

"For someone who'd knew about the legends," he started," Not so well, not well at all."

"What happened?" I asked, he just put my hand on his cheek and recalled what happened...

Flashback (Jacob's POV)

Collin's a dead dog. Those were the only words I could describe anything about it in; not only did he insult my wife, my soul mate, my imprint for Heaven's sake! He also insulted my children, and that was inexcusable.

"Hey, Jake?" My sister, Rebecca, called from the backseat of my Rabbit. I snapped myself out of my thoughts immediately, glancing at Billy who was sound asleep right beside me.

"Yeah?" I answered, whispering, careful enough not to wake my father, we still had a couple of minutes until we reached home.

"What did Collin mean when he said that your kids might be wolves in a few years?" she asked and my hands tensed on the steering wheel. She was there. She knew nothing. And she caught that.

Crap.

I was too focused on Nessie right then that I forgot Becca knew nothing about this.

Double crap.

"Um-" I tried to think and get a logical explanation and get away with this. But there wasn't any. "Wolves". You're way more than dead now, Collin.

"What is it, Jake?" she asked and I could swear I heard her voice tremble ever-so-gently." What did he mean?" she asked. I concentrated to be able to choose the right words.

"Well, sis, do you remember the ol' legends?" I asked her, trying to sound casual but failed miserably," The ones about our great grandparents and such?"

"Yeah." It sounded more like a question.

"Well, they-uh-" I paused," They're all true. All the guys you saw today, including me- Yeah, we can transform into horse-sized wolves."

"Jacob Kind Black you'd better NOT be kidding me," she said, her voice far from angry; she was terrified. We were home by then. I stopped the car and glanced at her face.

There wasn't any blood there, that was for sure. I could hear her heart beat super-fast as she threw her back on the back of the seat.

"Hey, hey," I whispered, "Don't freak out, 'Kay?" I said, trying to calm her down." We're the same us, you know. I won't go all wolf on you," I tried to joke but it just made her more scared.

She crossed her arms over her chest and seemed to concentrate on breathing; her breaths were forced. I didn't know what to do now, it wasn't like I could call her imprint or something...or that lame excuse for a husband who she's getting a divorce from in a matter of weeks or something.

I decided to get beside her, try to comfort her.

"Becca?" I called when she gazed into nothing in particular, her body shaking ever-so-slightly. Not our type of shaking though.

"N-No," she whispered, still not looking my way. Her breath wasn't that good.

I thought about what to do or what to say until I finally decided to call Rachel and wake up Dad. And I did. The last thing I wanted is that Becca would have a panic attack. Not so pretty.

"What happened?" Rachel exclaimed, looking at Becca who was now on the couch in our house, Billy trying to talk to her but failed as much as we did.

Paul walked behind her, rubbing his eyes, looking like he would've preferred to stay at home, sleeping then. Well, that's important, caveman!

"I told her about, you know, the wolf thing," I explained. Paul's eyes shot open and Rachel looked at me like some sort of a moron.

"What. The. Hell, Jacob!" Rachel yelled. Billy snapped his eyes from Rebecca to his other daughter.

"She heard what Collin had said today," he defended.

"Stupid kid," Paul muttered. I nodded in agreement. Rachel sat next to her on the couch and did as we did; tried to talk to her.

"Hey, sis," she whispered, running her hands on her face," S'Okay," she said." Nothing happened, right?" she asked. Again, no response. But her heart beat was getting more even. They've always been so close."You're going to be an aunt, isn't that awesome?" she said, grinning,"Although I really did want to have kids before that huge kid over there." Yeah, she pointed at me."Come on," she urged," I'll make you hot chocolate," she persuaded," You used to like that when we were little."

That was when we had the first response out of her; she chuckled, or so we thought she wanted to, it came out weird.

"'Kay," she whispered and we all let out a sigh of relief. I glanced at my clock, 12 am, I should go home now.

End Flashback (And back to Renesmee's POV)

I gasped as I removed my hand from his cheek. He nodded, the grimace stuck on his face.

"Even Mary took it much better than that," he pointed out. I sighed.

"But she had Embry," I reasoned. He snorted.

"And Becca has her family. Big deal," he said. I shrugged.

"Maybe it's sort of an imprint thing? I mean, even the little ones handled it well," I defended. He sighed and sank deeper into the comfy couch.

"Maybe." Silence.

Silence.

Still freakin' silent.

"Are you hungry?" I suddenly asked; I knew I was. He shook his head.

"Don't feel like I could eat anything now," he replied," What about you? Aren't you, like, supposed to be eating for three people and all that?" I rolled my eyes.

"I'm hungry but I'm not eating triple the normal just because of that. It's insane," I said and managed to get a smile from him.

"Sure, sure," he said, smirking,"I'll make you something. Want some hotdogs?" he asked and I smiled.

"Sure, I'll help you," I said but he shook his head.

"Just watch some TV or something; I won't take long," he reasoned.

"But-" he cut me off.

"No buts, Nessie, just get some rest." I huffed and opened the TV to find it on ESPN.

"Emmett's been here," I commented, knowing perfectly well that he could hear me. He laughed.

"Why?" he asked. I just raised the TV volume. I knew he could hear it but I wanted to emphasize on my point. He let out another long laugh.

I rested my head on the couch and drifted to peaceful sleep.

It was so peaceful that I didn't feel anything until Jake's worm hand stroked my cheek. I opened my eyes and stretched, letting out a yawn.

"'Mornin', sunshine," he greeted. I frowned as I recognized the oh-so-familiar clouded sun from the window.

"'Mornin'," I said," What happened? Last things I remember were ESPN and smelling some hot dogs," I commented. He laughed, now playing with my hair with one hand, the other hand was thrown casually around my waist.

"You slept," he explained and I rolled my eyes so he continued," I did try to wake you up, but World War III could have been going on and you wouldn't even blink." I chuckled," It was getting weird but I decided not to call Carlisle when you were breathing and beating evenly." I smiled at my oh-so-caring husband.

"So, I guess there are some hot dogs for me?" I teased, knowing that there wouldn't be a way on Earth there was any cooked food "left over" when Jake's around. He half-smiled.

"Naw," he answered, knowing I was teasing. I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. 9:45am.

"Do you really have to go to work?" I asked and he laughed.

"Yeah, sure," he said," In fact, I should get going now; Morgan and the guys would be there in 15 minutes." Morgan. Why, again, wasn't I comfortable? Whatever; it didn't matter.

"Okay," I muttered, standing up."We're so not starting this crap now!" I yelled. He got by my side, his shirt already in his hand.

"What?" he asked, worried. I groaned.

"Morning sickness."

Jacob Black

"You were on full speed, the car flipped on the right side, obviously, and crashed into a tree?" I asked, not really believing what I just heard. The kid nodded,"And you're standing here to tell?" I pushed. He rolled his eyes.

"Can you, or can't you fix it?" he asked, impatient. I looked again at the half-destroyed, over-expensive Jaguar. Interesting way to start.

"Sure, sure," I said," But that one's not gonna be easy," I added.

"I don't really care how much I'd have to pay; S'Not my money anyways, but you gotta get it done before the 20th," he said."Natalie would kill me if she knew I'd done that to her car," he mumbled, most probably to himself. I chuckled; he was about 17, so excessively rich, apparently, and the car wasn't even his.

"Sure," I said, again. He got out his card. It said 'Nathanael Leblanc' and had his numbers. First 17-year-old with a business card. And got out about 500 dollars.

"Underpayment," he explained and put his wallet back into the back-pocket of his jeans. I smiled to myself and handed Morgan the stuff to get the paper work done. And, with that, he left.

"500 dollars and a Jaguar on the second day of work. Dude, I love you," Embry commented. I faked a grossed-out expression.

"Weird, Embry. No, thanks." He laughed.

"Uh, Mary would be thrilled," he commented sarcastically.

"Totally," I played along.

"No, seriously, this is great," he said. I just nodded.

The rest of the day passed by pretty fast; I was eager to go home to Nessie. But I had to stop by Billy's first; I had to check on Rebecca; I haven't heard from them since yesterday. I tried to convince myself that 'No News Is Good News' but 'No News' had always been terrible news to me. Like when Nessie disappeared, when Embry first phased, when Bella got back from the honeymoon and didn't call, etc, etc.

I got there in no time at all, parking in front if my old, small, red house. Well, not really mine but you know what I mean.

Of course, me being just me, I got inside without knocking on the door. I found Rachel mid-way to the couch, nibbling on a sandwich. Her being here was enough reason to get me more worried.

"Hey, Jay." It just sounded like that because she was still eating," Bored already?" she asked as if nothing was going on. I wasn't buying any of this.

"Where's she?" I asked. She rolled her eyes.

"In your room, taking a lil' nap," she said," Seriously, bro, she's fine. She talks, walks, eats, drinks and breathes," she explained," Really, she's just almost over it." She was sounding like Paul already. One word caught my attention though and I followed her to the couch as she sat on it.

"Almost?" I asked. I somehow felt responsible for this. She sighed.

"She's not facing it," she explained," She just keeps saying that it ain't true," she added," And, frankly, it ain't that good; she needs to face it some day, you know? Who knows what would happen next time if anyone slipped again? Maybe it'd be worse." I nodded.

"We should get this over with," I mumbled but loud enough for her to hear. She frowned.

"How so?"

"I'll phase." Her eyes widened.

"WHAT?" she whisper-yelled." No, not now," she rushed," Give her some time then do what you want."

"But-" she cut me off.

"No buts, lil' bro." Paul was definitely rubbing off on her.

Renesmee Cullen

"Leave the fridge alone!" Emmett groaned for the millionth time. I rolled my eyes at him, eating some bread, which I discovered didn't encourage the nasty nauseous feeling.

"It's not like any of you would eat any of this," I reasoned. Daddy chuckled.

"True," he said, getting beside me." What do you have on your mind?" he asked. I just stared at him; Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, my father, the only man who can know whatever you're thinking right then without being so close to you, was asking me what I had on my mind. And I thought I heard it all. Especially that I hadn't asked Momma to do that for me. She wasn't even there in the first place.

"Huh?" He looked even more confused than I was. What was wrong?

"Nothing's wrong. I just think..." He mumbled the last part," I couldn't hear you for a second." I frowned then shrugged.

"Pregnant," Jasper and I said in one voice. He smiled.

"Maybe," he said," So, what did you have on your mind before? You seemed to really concentrate on it." I smiled playfully.

"I was thinking about names, actually," I said," Boy names first, then I'll have to look for an extra girl name, you know? Too bad my skin is too thick for the ultrasound." He chuckled again.

"Yes," he said," And what have you thought of?" he asked. I put the bread away for a second and grinned proudly.

"Well, I've researched this morning a little and came out with some," I started," I thought maybe Colby, Jason, Ryan, Ethan, James-" The three of them cut me off. No, wait, they were four. Jacob got back!

"NO!" they all said," Not James," Daddy added. I frowned and hugged Jacob who had just entered the kitchen.

"Why?" I pushed. They all tensed.

"Uh- Ness," Jake started," Maybe we should tell you this later." I crossed my arms over my chest and raised an eyebrow at them.

"Okay, here it is, 'James' was the name of a sadistic vampire who used to chase your mother while she was human and Edward killed him. He caused some problems later, too." Emmett was saying the words so fast that there was actually a chance I couldn't make them out. I just stared, my mouth wide-open, at them.

"Not so cute," Jacob said as he nudged my chin. I closed my mouth.

I ignored his statement," And why on Earth am I only aware of this now? What else haven't you told me?" I was practically, uh, yelling. Jacob flinched at my tone.

"Nessie," Jasper whispered as he sent a wave of calmness through me. I sighed," We didn't feel like you needed to know that." I couldn't be mad at them. I couldn't do anything so I just raised my hands as if in surrender.

"Fine!" I said. Jacob just wrapped an arm around me, holding me closer." Do you want to hear the rest of the names?"

"How many have you got?" Emmett asked, the expression on his face was funny.

"A lot," I answered," There're also Caleb, Kevin, Evan, Owen, Alex, Tristan, Richard, Dakota, Julio-" Emmett snorted.

"That's the combination of Romeo and Juliet? Julio?" he asked and I threw a box at him, he caught it reflexively.

"Shut up; I like it," I said. Jake was suppressing a laugh; I could feel it. I continued anyways." And Melvin. Each has a certain meaning that I like," I finished explaining then looked up at Jake," And I thought maybe Thomas as a middle name, which means twin. I still have a lot to think about." Jake smiled and I honestly felt like we were the only two in the room." Well?" I asked.

"I love you," he just said. "And you still have to explain all that to me."

So?

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& I'm not sure about Jake and Nessie's kids names yet (NOT saying the gender(s) now xD) Those were the boy names I found and liked for their meanings.

Soo...

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