Author's Note: So, I have been a bit busy with work, getting engaged, and buying a house. Sorry I haven't updated in forever! So, as a consolidation, I will make this one longer. Like, a lot longer. (Michael is a subconscious choice and is supposed to match Edward's alias. I change point of views in this FanFiction without warning a lot, sorry. I hope you like it and forgive my absence!
-time skip-
I awoke the next morning, now needing sleep due to the half-human child in me, with extreme pain. Looking in the mirror, I saw that the child was, in human time, already seven months old, while in vampire time, that was only a couple of days. I put on my pregnancy clothing, which consisted of a large sweater, maternity leggings, a sports bra, and maternity underwear, and headed downstairs with a craving for eggs. Must have been Bella thing. The fridge was empty of eggs, so I called to Edward from downstairs and said, "Sweetheart. We are out of eggs and cheese. I am heading to the store to get some. Be back soon!"
Before I could leave, I had arms around my waist and Edward saying, "I'll go with you. To make sure you're okay."
"I'll be fine Edward, but I won't stop you from coming."
With that being said, they both headed out to go shopping for groceries. After shopping, they went back home, and Raven had to sit down because the baby was growing another couple of weeks. But then it hit her. Her water broke. She had miscalculated the age of the child inside of her. She called out, "Edward, Carlisle, Esme, Rosalie, Jasper, Emmet, Alice!"
Everyone was there in an instance. Carlisle sprang into action with Rosalie, her having more experience in this field. They carried her gently to a bed and got towels, warm water, scissors, and an emergency medical kit. The kit consisted of a scalpel, antiseptic, gauze, and a clamp. Edward held my hand when they told me to push saying that I was doing well. I kept pushing, wanting Renesmee out of me and in my arms. Then I heard Carlisle say, "I see the head. Keep pushing Raven, keep pushing. Esme put a towel to my head while I squeezed Edward's and Jasper's hands. Rosalie said to Carlisle, "Carlisle, move out of the way. I have to help her get Renesmee the rest of the way out."
Raven felt a sharp pain in her stomach and the baby was out, but that wasn't the end of it. She started her contractions again, "That's not the only one!" She screamed.
Out of her came a second child, a son. She held both of them while they had their umbilical cords cut. They were so small, so fragile. Or so she thought. They bit her and started drinking her blood until they were full. She stood up, having healed and lost the weight completely within minutes. As she went to clean them off, Edward took one of them from her, smiling at his newborn son, "Can I name him?" He asked.
I smiled and said, "Absolutely. This little bundle of joy already has a name!"
She was referring to her daughter, Renesmee when she said that. Edward piped up. "His name is Michael. He told me."
"He told you? What do you mean by that?"
"He has an ability. Telepathy."
"Wow."
We finished washing Renesmee and Michael and headed to put Renesmee in bed. She was extremely tired, while Michael doesn't need sleep. He is a full vampire and has already started growing larger. In four years, they will both be adults and stop aging. Michael then thought to me, "I'm hungry Momma. Who can I eat?"
"Sweetheart, you can have some of my blood."
After I said that, he bit into my flesh and drank blood from my neck. He drank all my blood and thought, "Thanks Momma!"
Edward turned to me and kissed me passionately, saying, "Thank you, Raven, for this. I love you so much. You have done so much for us, for me. How can I ever repay you?"
"By never faking your death again. That was terrifying! I thought I'd lost you..."
"I will do you one better. Will you marry me, Raven Elizibeth Song?"
As soon as he said that, him Raven, Michael, and Renesmee were all sucked into a portal of some sort, awaiting their possible demise.
