Disclaimer – This is Stephenie Meyer's universe. I'm just playing in her world for a bit. Any names and characters not found in Stephenie Meyer's books could be my creation though.

And huge thanks to my wonderful beta and the person who got me to start writing – Liljenrocks. She really rocks.

How Wonderful Life is, Now You're in the World.

Chapter 4

Jacob

I came awake instantly when I heard the single short beep from my phone. I had not turned it back to its ringing mode after last night and I was glad about it as I took in how Nessie slept so soundly. I crept carefully out of the bed and snatched up my shorts from last night, digging the pocket for my phone. "Yeah?"

"Jake man, Dr. Feelgood Vamp just crossed into La Push with his wifey, in a gorgeous little Audi R8. Man, you can hardly hear the engine purr, it was – "

"Okay, okay, thanks for the heads up," I whispered, cutting Brady off as I headed for the bathroom.

"No problem," Brady said as I hung up.

I was downstairs in time to open the door for Esme and Carlisle. Esme was out of the car and in front of me before the car came to a complete stop and she pulled me into a great big "mom hug". I held on. Despite her cold arms and the sickly sweet scent of vampire, Esme always soothes me. I remembered the first day of preschool, I had a blast with all the other kids, but there was this small part of me that I was refusing to acknowledge, that was worried that my mom wouldn't come back for me. And when I saw her waiting for me at the end of the day, I ran straight into her arms and she enveloped me into this embrace filled with so much warmth and love. I knew that she wouldn't forget me but still there was this feeling of joy mingled with relief when I did finally see her. Being in Esme arms right now, reminded me of that feeling and I held her tight until Carlisle cleared his throat. With a sheepish grin, I released Esme and turned to Carlisle as he squeezed my shoulder in greeting. I took in the two huge boxes of donuts in his hands.

"Where's Nessie?" Esme asked.

"Umm.. She's still asleep. We had a situation last night and I don't think she got much sleep," I explained.

"Oh. Let her sleep. Do the night wolves still come in for breakfast?" Esme asked.

When I nodded, she took off immediately with the boxes of donuts, to start breakfast. The donuts were just a bonus I guess. That's Esme. It's what she always does.

Carlisle and I were still standing by the door. "Umm, Carlisle. I was um – wondering if I could get your, er, medical opinion on something?"

Carlisle gave me an appraising look and suggested taking a walk. We took a short walk into the forest and I spilled out my fears and disappointments and Nessie's heartache over our problems conceiving. I told him about my suspicions, about when I got hurt during the new born wars. Carlisle tried to convince me that the injuries I had sustained then were mostly broken bones and that I had no other forms of internal injuries, but agreed to give me a once over solely for my peace of mind.

Nessie

I woke to the delicious aromas of something sweet baking, coaxing me to get up and get a bite, but instead, I burrowed deeper into the sheets. I guessed the guys were getting their own breakfasts. A slight feeling of guilt tried to bubble up but I really felt very tired, and I easily pushed it away to try to catch a few more minutes of sleep, finally giving up when the hunger pangs got a little too strong to ignore. I quickly got ready for the day and it was only when I reached the top of stairs that I remembered that Grandma Esme and Grandpa Carlisle were coming. I literally flew down the stairs and straight into my grandmother's waiting arms. Suddenly feeling such a deep feeling of comfort, I started weeping.

"Renesmee, sweetheart, what's wrong?" Grandma Esme had worry and concern written all over her face and I flushed. I keep crying at the drop of a hat these days. I really need to get a hold of myself.

"I'm just happy to see you, Grandma," I smiled as I wiped my eyes and kissed her cheek.

"Are you hungry? I've made breakfast."

I followed Grandma Esme into the kitchen and found Grandpa Carlisle sitting at the kitchen table in deep conversation with Jake, Embry and Brady as they finished their breakfasts.

"Grandpa!" I threw myself into his arms and he held me close for a little while before he pushed me away slightly, cupping my face with one hand and studying me very carefully.

"You look more beautiful every time I see you, my dear," Grandpa Carlisle murmured softly.

I knew the wolves could hear him as well and I blushed as I thanked him. Grandma Esme fixed me a plate and sat beside me as I ate hungrily. Once Embry and Brady had left, I got myself a glass of apple juice, half of which Jake gulped down in a single swallow before grinning at me when I wrinkled my nose at him. I noticed Grandpa Carlisle watching us closely and felt shy suddenly.

"Did you just hunt, Nessie?" he asked as he brushed a knuckle across my cheek.

I shook my head. I tried to remember when Jake and I went for a hunt last. It was after he told me about his dreams, almost three weeks ago.

"There's a glow about her, isn't there? It's been a while since she hunted but–" Jake stopped talking as he took in Grandpa Carlisle's expression. "What is it?"

"Nessie, when was your last menses?"

I flushed. Grandpa Carlisle has been the only one who knew my medical history and yet it was embarrassing when he posed such a question to me. But I had to stop and think. Realization slowing dawning on me that I've yet to start my period despite having hunted. I've always been late, but never this long. My heart started pounding heavily as hope slowly crept in. I pushed it away, remembering the past pains of disappointments and I clung to Grandma Esme's hand when she slowly clasped mine, my eyes darting between Grandpa Carlisle's serious expression and Jake's suddenly wary one.

"Sweetheart, do you have a pregnancy test kit? Otherwise we could go over to Forks and I can run some tests," Grandpa Carlisle asked, guessing I was late.

I had a drawer full of pregnancy tests leftover from the frenzy of the crazy first few months. I got up slowly, still fighting the hope that was trying to flare up inside me.

"I have some left," I said in a choked voice. "I'll try one now?"

Grandpa Carlisle nodded but Jake just had an unreadable expression on his face as he stared at me. I turned down Grandma Esme's offer to go with me, knowing that I'd need a private moment to pull myself together when faced with yet another disappointment.

Mechanically, I started the test, and then lay the wand on the bathroom counter as I timed it using my watch. I've done this so many times, there was no need to read the instructions on the box. There was a soft knock on the door.

"Babe? Can I come in?"

I opened the door immediately and buried my face into Jacob's chest. I tried to stop thinking. I didn't want to think, didn't want to hope. Jacob brought the toilet lid down and sat down on it, pulling me onto his lap. I breathed in his scent, trying to calm myself as we both waited. When it was time, I looked up at him hesitantly. He understood what I wanted. When hasn't he? He reached for the wand and glanced at it as I buried my face into his neck. I felt him go completely still, not even breathing. It was negative again. I know it. I didn't have the guts to face the disappointment etched in his eyes and I started sobbing, feeling so unworthy to be in his arms, yet not wanting to leave it.

"Babe, babe, look," Jacob rasped.

I shook my head. So filled with shame, I fought his efforts to raise my face to his. "Nessie, baby, this is a plus sign right?"

I continued sobbing. Jacob deserved a wife who could give him children. The magic of imprint was all about the continuation of the line. Am I supposed to– wait. Did he say a plus sign? Not wanting to hope, not daring to hope, I lifted my head slowly and took in Jacob's look of awe and adoration. He waved the wand at me and my eyes reluctantly fell on the little blue plus sign. A plus sign. A blue plus sign. I looked at Jacob again as my tears spilled over. His eyes were wet too and I threw my arms around him and hugged him tight. He held me just as tightly as we both digested this new development.

"Jakey, we're going to have a baby," I blubbered.

Jake laughed happily before he kissed me. "I love you, Nessie," he whispered as his hand crept down, pushing my shirt up to lay his palm flat against my flat stomach. I beamed as I placed my hand over his. "I love you, baby," he crooned softly in the direction of my stomach.

We stayed there in our bathroom for a while, wrapped in each others arms, content and cocooned in a feeling of love until Jacob stirred and reminded me that my Grandparents were waiting downstairs. I splashed some water on my face and then hand in hand we made our way downstairs and into the waiting arms of my Grandmother, who pulled the both of us into a hug.

Jacob

My heart was pounding in a slow rhythm that you could almost set a dance tune to. I'm going to be a father. We're going to have a baby. We're going to be parents. Together with that realization that was running over and over in my mind, I started running through a list of things I needed to get done. I should look into setting up a trust fund for my child. My child. I'd just gotten used to saying 'my wife' without tripping over my own tongue and now I'm going to have my child on my mind. I'd have to update my will, I'll have to start looking into good schools and colleges and- I stopped my thoughts with a laugh. I was so excited. That's when I heard Carlisle telling Nessie that he wanted to run some test but she was more interested in making calls and telling the world.

"Babe, let Carlisle run his tests. Let's make sure everything is fine before we tell anyone. Please?" I asked.

I was suddenly worried when faced with Carlisle's calm insistence of running tests. He must be concerned about something. I guess we should be worried too until Carlisle gives us the green light. I suddenly remembered that there was nothing normal about Nessie and me. She was half vampire and I was a shape-shifter. What would this make the baby? Would this pregnancy be dangerous for her? Nessie comes first no matter what. I remembered what Carlisle and Edward had spoken to me about years ago.

We made our way to Carlisle's house. Carlisle and Esme in their car and Nessie and me in my Hummer. I drove real slow, not attempting to keep up with Carlisle at all. Suddenly conscious about the precious new life we'd created, about Nessie's safety and well being.

"Jacob, I'm sure I'll get there faster if I got out and walked!" Nessie grinned at me.

"Babe, I don't want you doing anything strenuous okay. You're going to stay off your feet and rest. I won't be able to handle it if anything happens to you," I told her seriously.

Nessie groaned. "You're going to turn into one of those overprotective, psychotically hovering husbands, aren't you?"

Carlisle ran a battery of tests and Nessie took everything in stride. She would do anything for the baby, that's the way she is. I stayed by her side. Paying close attention to everything Carlisle was saying. He finally deduced that Nessie was six weeks along and then he said the most beautiful thing I wanted to hear from him. Nessie seemed to be having a normal pregnancy that was advancing in normal human speed and not the scary vampire speed. I shuddered at the thought of Nessie going through what Bella had. Bella's pregnancy and subsequent delivery of Nessie had been scary to witness. I didn't want Nessie to go through anything that Bella did, and I asked Carlisle about this.

"She seems to be gestating at a regular human speed and the baby is not showing any signs of abnormalities. Of course, it would be prudent to closely monitor Nessie, what with the gene's this baby is inheriting. We will know more of the baby's genetic buildup once it's born. But for now, be assured, everything looks fine."

Nessie squeezed my hand in excitement. "Now can I call my parents? And Billy and Rachel?"

"In a minute. Nessie, since we're not entirely certain about this baby's development, I am going to talk to Kim Schweig. She's a very good OB-Gyn here in Forks. I'm going to make some arrangements with her, I want you to get measured and tested once a week. I will come down every month. This is to be a very closely monitored pregnancy. Remember what we talked about before you got married? That still stands."

I took in Nessie's mutinous expression that was so much like Bella's and spoke on her behalf. "Don't worry Carlisle. We'll see Kim every week. We'll follow everything you say. I'll make sure of it."

Once Carlisle was done, Nessie and I were left alone in Carlisle's office and Nessie called Edward and Bella, leaving her cell phone on speaker mode. I sighed when Nessie started sobbing at the sound of Bella's voice.

"Mom," was all that she managed as she buried her face into my neck. It was enough to send Bella into a full blown panic.

"Nessie, baby, what is it? What's wrong?"

Edward came on immediately. Probably on speaker mode too. "Nessie? Sweetheart? What is it? Where is Jacob?"

"I'm right here, Edward," I sighed as I gathered my weeping wife tight into my arms.

"What did you do to her? Why is she crying?" Edward started and Nessie interrupted.

"Daddy! Jacob didn't do anything to me," she sniffed, brushing away her tears. "Well, actually he did," she giggled and I had to snort. Her mood swings were already going off both ends of the scales.

"Jake, what's going on. Tell me. I'm freaking out here," Bella urged.

"Well, Bella," I drawled. "You know how you hate it when I call you Mother-In-Law?"

"Yes," Bella snapped.

"Well, Nessie and I were just wondering," I paused.

"What?" Bella asked. Edward fell silent and knowing Edward and how intuitive he is, I wouldn't be surprised if he was already putting things together.

"We were wondering if you'd prefer Granny?" Nessie and I both burst out laughing.

Nessie

My mom cried. Well her version of crying at least. Daddy was very quiet but I knew him. He would be on the phone with Grandpa Carlisle the minute we hung up. He would worry and worry, and he had the perfect partner to sit and worry with him. My darling husband. We hung up after my mother promised to come down within the next day or two.

"Shall we call my dad now?" Jake asked. He looked surprised when I shook my head.

"I want to go over there and tell him face to face." I loved the smile that slowly broke over his face. "He's going to be so thrilled isn't he, Jakey?"

We came downstairs and told Grandpa Carlisle and Grandma Esme that we were heading back to break the news to Billy, inviting them to join us. They excused themselves, Grandpa Carlisle saying that he had some errands to run and would be over later. We called Rachel and asked her and Paul to meet us at Billy's house and Jake maintained his slow crawl as we made our way to Billy's. I was bubbling over with laughter and happiness. Even Jacob's fanaticism was filling me with such joy as I held on to his hand over the center console.

The silence in the car was broken by a short burst of a police siren. I shot out of the car the minute Jake pulled over and came to a stop. I ran to Grandpa Charlie who looked worried as I threw myself into his arms, laughing happily. I squeezed him tight around his waist.

"Grandpa! Guess what?"

But Grandpa's attention was on Jake who was exiting the Hummer with a sheepish grin on his face.

"What is it?" Grandpa asked, his eyes still on Jake.

"I'm pregnant!" I gushed, too excited to think about my grandfather's discomfort around Jacob after all these years.

Grandpa Charlie started and then just stared at me. I couldn't stop smiling as grandpa swallowed audibly. Then slowly he reached out with one hand and pulled Jake into our hug. We stayed there on the side of the road for a little while, huddled in our group hug before I asked Grandpa Charlie over for dinner. It was going to be a night of celebration.

When we got to Billy's house, Rachel and Paul were already there. I tried to climb out of the car, but Jake gently pulled me back. I turned to him, surprised by his action, but he just cupped my face before I could ask him anything and gently kissed me. I kissed him back. Clinging to both his wrists. We didn't need words. I knew what this kiss was about. Us. Jacob, me and the baby. We've started on the new leg of our journey to forever.

We broke apart when Paul tapped on Jacob's window.

"Oi! Get a room!"

Jacob turned and flashed Paul his middle finger as I laughed and got out. Jacob and Paul playfully shoved each other as they followed me up the walkway and just as I crossed the threshold, Jake slung an arm around my shoulder, pulling me close and pressing a kiss to my head. I wrapped my arm around his waist as we approached Billy and Rachel, Paul brushing past us to sit on the arm of Rachel's chair.

"So? What's this big announcement?" Paul asked as Rachel poked him on his side.

I felt shy suddenly and kept my head down as Jake nudged me with his hip. Blushing, I shook my head at him causing him to snort.

"I though you wanted to tell them?" Jake asked me softly.

"You tell them," I whispered back, pressing my face into Jake's side.

I couldn't understand it myself. On our way here, I was running through the words I would use to spread the good news, but now, I was shy. We needed the right words to tell Billy. He has been hinting and hinting for a grandchild for so long. We needed to present the news in the most meaningful manner. Jacob would be able to manage it the best.

"We're pregnant!" he crowed.

I sighed. Typical Jacob. Paul gave one of his loud wolf howls which Jacob echoed. And over Rachel's shoulder, as she hugged me, I watched as Jake approached Billy and they clasped hands. Billy expression still serious, yet the joy in his eyes was unmistakable. And as Paul pounded Jake's back, Billy's gaze never wavered from his son. I guessed that he must be picturing Jacob as a father. Probably remembering Jake as a baby, a toddler, a ten year old, a teenager, a wolf, a man, a son and combining all those memories, to picture that son as a father. I approached Billy slowly, reluctant to intrude into the thoughts that must be running through his mind. He reached for my hand as I dropped to my knees beside his wheelchair and he pulled me closer to press a kiss to my forehead before he placed a hand on the top of my head, as if he was giving me his blessing. He said something Quileute in his deep voice and I turned to a gently smiling Jake in question.

"He said 'Thank you, mother of my grandsons'," Jake translated.

A feeling of warmth ran through me. The mother of his grandsons. The mother of Jacob's children. I smiled at Billy through the tears that spilled over my cheeks.

A/N : Please leave a review. I'd like to know if I've bored anyone.