It had been two whole weeks since the wedding now. Life had started to calm down and we'd developed a new routine. Wake up, eat, see the vamps, eat, go to Billy's, eat, come home, 'frolick', eat and then finally sleep. I wasn't the one constantly eating though, that was Jacob. I still struggled to see how he could eat as much as he did. He always seemed to have something edible in his hand. I was honestly loving life at the moment. Even though we did the same things every day, it was nice to spend time together. Quite frankly we were losing track of time. We were going to have to slow down.

We went over to my parent's cottage instead of the big white house. Everyone was hunting other than them today. We walked inside and closed the door. My father rushed down the stairs to see us. He kissed me on the cheek and patted Jacob's back. My mother was no where in site. "Renesmee, don't forget its nearly your mother's birthday." My father reminded me. This shocked me a little. What date was it? "It's the 4th of September today. Your mother's birthday is in exactly a week." My face went blank. I couldn't even think. Jacob turned me a little to see my face. "Ness! What is it?" He brought me out of daydream. I tried not to think. I couldn't tell my father anything. "Where's my mother?" I looked at my father. He looked confused at the fact I was going through the alphabet in my head. "At Charlie's, why?" In a flash I was out of the door and running towards Jacob's Lamborghini. I dove in it and drove to my Grandpa's house. I pulled up outside, knowing that Jacob and my father would be here any second. I ran inside. "Mom?" I called. She was sat in the living room chatting with my grandfather. She looked at me and excused herself. She dragged me through to the kitchen. "I'm just so… lost. Did you know today was the 4th of September?" I almost cried. "That means… well that means…" I couldn't say the words. As much as I'd always wanted this, it shocked me to my very core. If I'd have known the date straight away, if I'd not been getting lost in routine, I could be celebrating now. "Renesmee?" She put her arms around me and stroked my hair. "I think I'm pregnant." I finally said. "I'm happy, but so scared. What if the Volturi want to take my baby, like they wanted to take me. What if they want to kill it!" I was almost hysterical. She shushed me and rocked me slowly. I heard Jacob and my father arrive. My mother held a hand up towards them, and walked me through the back door. We walked up the path into the forest. "Before you get this worked up we need to make sure. Have you done the math right?" She asked. I nodded. "Right then, we need to go to a pharmacists." She began to run, but I couldn't make my feet move. She swung me on her back and ran to the outskirts of the forest with me. She told me to stay where I was, and went into the town centre. I stood there motionless. I didn't know what to do. Of course I wanted a baby. I always had done. I was just utterly terrified that the Volturi would come back and take away every little bit of happiness I'd ever had. I hated them. I hated them with a passion.

She returned a couple of minutes later with a bag full of pregnancy tests. "I don't even know if these will work. But we have Carlisle if not." She smiled. She put me on her back again and ran with me to the deserted cottage. She stood me of my feet outside the bathroom and handed me the bag. I walked inside and took a test. The next three minutes were most possibly the longest of my life. I paced and paced and paced. Finally, I walked outside to meet my mother, pregnancy test in hand. I flipped it over and read out loud the word, "Pregnant." I jumped for joy. I was going to have my baby after all. But what did that mean with the Volturi? They would want my baby too. "I won't let them take your baby Renesmee, that's my grandchild in there!" She said pointing at my stomach. Joy won out. "Call Jacob please. I want to tell him the news. Tell him to meet me at home. You can tell dad when he gets here!" I kissed her cheek and ran to my house. My feet finally working. Jacob stood outside waiting. His face was a cross between worried and angry. "What the hell Renesmee!" He shouted "One minute its all laughs and the next you're ditching me for some bonding time with your mom! What's going on?" I walked over to him and kissed his lips. All anger and worry evaporated immediately. Men were so easy to confused. "We're going to have a baby, Jacob" I breathed. I kissed his shocked mouth and led him inside. He fell into the arm chair and stared at me. "Isn't it a little early to know if you're pregnant or not?" He stared at my stomach as if it should have grown within the last ten seconds. "I'm definitely pregnant, I'm 4 days late, and I've just done a pregnancy test. My body works twice as fast as an average woman's, so in reality I'm 8 days late." He continued to stare at me, and then burst out into the biggest grin ever. He grabbed me in his arms and kissed my face. "I'm going to be a dad!" He kept replying excitedly. "Yes you are. Grandpa Carlisle should be back soon. I want him to take a look at me, if that's okay?" I didn't even need to wait for an answer. He carried me to the Lamborghini and drove us to the house. Carlisle was waiting.

Once we were inside the big Cullen house, everyone smiled excitedly. Rosalie looked like she was going to turn green though. I'd never seen her look so against me. Carlisle had set up a medical environment upstairs. I laid down on the bed and held Jacob's hand. "I don't know if your pregnancy will be like your mother's was with you, Renesmee. So I don't know if this sonogram equipment will work." I nodded. He squeezed the cold jelly onto my stomach and pressed the bar to my skin and looked up to the screen. There in black and white, was the first picture of the baby I carried inside of me. "Huh!" Carlisle said. Jacob stared at the screen, his eyes refusing to move. "Your baby's twice the average size. I think because of how quickly you developed, and the normal rate at which Jacob developed this baby is going to be somewhere in the middle of that. You're 2 weeks pregnant, but its like you're 4 weeks pregnant. If that's the case you should give birth to a full sized baby in another 18 weeks. Mind boggling!" Grandpa Carlisle continued with his analogy, whilst myself and Jacob looked adoringly at the child we'd not yet met. Slowly, everyone joined us in the room. They too stared in amazement at our baby. "18 weeks?" My father asked. I nodded happily at the same time Grandpa Carlisle said, "Yes roughly. The membrane around the child is a lot thinner than what it was around Renesmee. The child won't be as strong as Renesmee was either I don't think, so the pregnancy should be fairly normal, if accelerated. It should also be immortal because both parents have 24 chromosomes. It will probably be like Renesmee but be able to phase into a wolf if its male, possibly female, once it hits adolescence." My mother came over and hugged me, kissing my cheek. My father sighed in relief. I knew he'd be terrified that my pregnancy would be like my mother's, and that he'd lose me because venom would more than likely be ineffective. It appeared not to be the case. The room went silent and everyone remained glued to the collection of cells on the screen, that would one day be mine and Jacob's child. 18 weeks. We'd be parents in 18 weeks.