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"What?" Rosalie screamed. "No way! Really? How? When?"
Emmett wrapped his arms around Rose. "Yay, our own kids."
Carlisle shushed Rosalie with his hands. "Let me explain. I found a way to morph your genetics together, but it's a tricky procedure. The combining part, not so much. The development, very delicate. We'd have to find a surrogate that would take the genetics and give birth to it. From what I've gathered, the baby will take the full nine months, but it may try to bite its way out of the mother. I don't believe the mother will be required to drink any blood." He smiled at Bella and me. "But it would be safer for Renesmee to go every day towards the end to make sure everything goes all right."
It now involved me, so my interest grew. "Who'll deliver it?"
"Probably me. But I don't believe women giving birth enjoy how cold my hands are against them. I wouldn't know."
"Who delivered me?"
Edward laughed. "You delivered yourself with my help. But we didn't do it the traditional way. I basically bit you out of her through her stomach, and you helped once you had air." He shook his head. "Boy, that was fun."
Rosalie looked down, trying to hide her shame at not being there for my mom.
"Rose, don't feel bad about wanting Bella's blood. You're not the only one. Edward wanted to drink it the moment he met her, and I wanted to drink it when she got a simple paper cut. Alice could barely take it when James had bitten her in the ballet studio. There was a lot of blood. It was only natural." Jasper shrugged.
"Yeah, I guess. I just don't want to lose control with my baby. I don't think it can possibly be a full vampire. It would have to have blood running through its veins, yeah?"
"Of course," Carlisle supplied. "But you are strong. We all are. You heard Ren making her decision on who would change Jake. She knows each and every one of us is strong. That includes you."
She smiled. "Okay. So, back to the baby. What do you need from us, and who'll carry it?"
"If Jacob felt like making my kids a little older, than I could."
My father rolled his eyes in a very father-like way. "What did I tell you? No kids yet."
"No, actually, Edward, she needs to be free. Since Ren is going to have to be with the baby, she's going to need to pretend she's the mother. I'm going to need to use her as the temporary surrogate to get the embryo to the woman that'll carry it. And it would help if Jacob was there in the beginning to make sure the baby really will take forty weeks." Carlisle motioned to us. "Grab the delivery table. We have a baby to give birth to."
Alice cut in. "Two, actually. A boy and a girl. Have you chosen names yet?"
I thought for a moment. "Jasmine and Conan."
"Pretty." She smiled. "Where'd they come from?"
"I named the girl after the person that was going to change Jake, and the boy's name is Irish for wolf."
Alice glanced at Jazz, then back at me. "They're both great names."
I hopped onto the table and lay down. "Should I have taken my clothes off?"
"Yes." Jacob answered a little too soon.
Edward frowned at him. "Not all of it. But we do need to be able to get them out, and I assume you know where they come out, so you only need that stuff off."
I glanced at the clock. "Wow. It's three thirty in the morning, and I'm giving birth out of the blue."
Esme laughed. "Yeah, you are. You tired?"
I smiled. "I'm only a week pregnant. I'm still like I was before. I don't have to sleep." I slid my shorts off, and Jake slipped my thong off. Great. Now my father knew I wore a thong.
"Ren! You think you can hide something like that from me? It's in Jacob's thoughts every three minutes. It's not the best thought to know my five year old daughter wears a thong, but you look old enough. I'm only seventeen physically. I may have lived for ninety-two years*, but it doesn't bother me like it would if I looked my age."
I blushed. "Great. Jacob, do your thing."
Jacob focused on my stomach, and I watched my stomach grow.
"Okay, I can't make them any older without hurting them or you. We need to force you into labor."
"Fine with me. Go ahead."
Carlisle injected a strange clear liquid into my thigh. "Now we just wait."
A few seconds later, my water broke. But the babies still didn't want to come out.
"I can't dilate you, Ren. You should be more dilated than you are, but you're not. There's no way to deliver them."
Jacob tapped Carlisle's shoulder. "How dilated do you need? I realized that I can change age without size, so maybe I can change size without age."
I turned my head towards him. "Can we try it on something safer first before we try it on my birth canal?"
He smiled. Out of my peripheral vision, I saw his pants stretch.
"Ugh! Very funny! Dad, can you slap him for me?"
Edward shook his head. "No. That was a cool trick." He whispered something in Jacob's ear.
Jake laughed and nodded. Rosalie's chest appeared to deflate and her head blew up. Her hair turned gray and wrinkles popped up everywhere.
"Ew! Ehmagawd! What did that dog do to me?" Rosalie freaked out.
The new-found gift changed Rosalie back to her snobby perfection.
"Ten centimeters, please." Carlisle brought the attention back to me. "Great, Jacob. Ren, start pushing."
I did as he asked.
"Okay, we have a head." Carlisle held whatever part of the baby he could. His hands were really cold, which made me gasp.
"You okay, Renesmee?" Bella put her hand on my forehead.
"Your hands are all freezing! Especially Carlisle's. My body runs warm anyway, so the temperature difference is more."
"Terribly, sorry, Ness. But you have your girl!" He handed her to me. She was a degree warmer than human. She latched onto my left breast and lay there for a moment, sucking on what couldn't have been pleasant. Was I even lactating?
"Yes, you are, and yes, it is pleasant. She thinks so, anyway." Edward smiled.
"Renesmee Carlie, keep pushing." Carlisle's voice sounded exasperated.
"Sorry, Carlisle."
A moment later, he handed Conan to me. Conan grabbed my right breast and nursed.
I smiled. My children. My babies.
"Oh god, I'm a grandmother at twenty-four!" Bella put her head in her hand.
"Correction: nineteen. I was twenty-six. I understand." Esme hugged her. "But it is worse for you because this is biological. Edward's only my adopted son, and he's also only nine years younger than me."
My father cleared his throat. "Ren is two years younger than me, and one day, she'll be older. She'll be eighteen, and I'll forever be seventeen."
Jacob scoffed. "What am I, chopped liver? All of us can be however old we want to be."
"Eben uth?" Jasmine pulled away from my chest and looked at her father. Her voice was soft, but young. It was difficult to understand her with no teeth, but we could tell she had said "even us".
He did a double-take. "You can talk?"
Conan sat up. "Duh. We're thpethul." They were special.
"We wanna be big kids." Jasmine climbed down the table.
Jacob scooped her up before she could fall.
"Daddy, let me walk. I tolju. We're thpethul."
He put her down on the ground and let her walk around. Sure enough, she was coordinated enough to do it.
"Thee? Make uth big kids!" Conan jumped off the table and ran around with his sister.
"Um," Carlisle started. "Now what? They're far more intelligent than even their mother. They can walk and talk not an hour after they were born."
"I'll make them two. I don't feel right making them any older. They're just infants."
"Tanku, Daddy."
They grew taller and their baby weight started to disappear.
Bella brought over a warm sponge to clean me up and helped me get dressed while Alice found clothes for Jasmine and Conan.
I plopped down on the couch when she was done.
Jasmine and Conan climbed up next to me.
"I'm hungry," Conan decided.
"I'm thirsty," Jasmine added.
"What do you guys want?"
"Steak."
"Blood."
I sighed. "Vampires. Always thirsty. What kind do you want?"
She pointed to her brother. "Can I drink his?"
"No! He's your brother!"
"Yeah I am, but you ever wonder why Dad didn't have a twin brother? They would be fighting over who was rightful Alpha. I happen to be Dad's only son, so she wants to kill me. She thinks girls can be Alphas."
"Leah's Alpha," I told them. "If you didn't want to be, Jasmine could surely take your place." I chose not to tell them about Brennan yet.
"You're not his only son," Jasmine quipped. Apparently she already knew. "Daddy cheated on Mommy with Leah, and they had Brennan. He's a month older than us."
"How do you know all of this?" Jacob sat down next to her.
"I don't know. But I'm really thirsty. Can we hunt?"
"Later," I said. "We're going to go back home for a bit, and they we can go hunt. Lemme just tell Grandma Bella where we're going."
"Stop off at Charlie's! He'd want to see them!" she called from the kitchen.
"I will!" I picked up Jasmine and Jacob picked up Conan, and we walked out the door.
*I'm starting to work on the sequel, which takes place in current times, so this had to be in 1993.
