You guys…I can't say much, I'll give something away! And I won't do that with this story. Good things come to those who wait, and a surprising number of you enjoy the Emmett/Talia lemons. I think you all liked the lemon in the rain, didn't you? I thought that was hot. And the movie "Twilight" inspired me. Remember when Bella and Edward were hunkered down under that bush and the rain was falling down his skin? Was I the only one that wanted to lick it off of Rob's face? Yeah, didn't think so.

Emmett POV

I ran us back up the stairs, snarling at Jasper, who had gotten too close to me. He laughed and said, "I don't want the human, I'll wait 'til she's a bit sturdier, thank you very much."

Talia laughed and didn't stop laughing, even as I threw her to the bed. I made a grab for her dress, but she was a bit faster than I thought she could be, and she jumped up. "No, Emmett."

I growled again. The damned ride back had almost killed me. All the lust and smelling her blood and everyone's desire had driven me mad with want. "Why?"

She smiled and sauntered up to me before pushing me to the bed. "I want to strip for you."

Fuck yeah, I'll take that.

She walked over to her MP3 player and started it. I grinned as I heard the song begin. I liked this one. She pop, lock, and dropped it and I almost came in my pants as she started shimmying around on those high heels.

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone

She turned her back to me, winking over her shoulder as her fingers found her zipper and I let out a muffled moan as I had shoved my fist into my mouth. I watched with rapt attention as she slid that zipper down, showing me the black lace thong she had on and the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. Damn…

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mighty cyclone

She slipped the dress down inch, by torturously slow inch, and I growled as she took her time. Her shoulders shook as she giggled and my eyes grew wider as that red fabric pooled on the floor.

Now look at that peppa'
On the back of that bumpa'
She ain't even playin'
When she's shakin' that rumpa'
And oh, you ain't know?
She gets lower than a muffla'
Even with her girlfriends
Show stopping with a hustla'

She was shakin' that ass like it was nobody's business and I was just dying to smack it, to see it redden as I spanked it.

The way she move her body
She might see the Maserati
She wanna put it on me
Tryin' a show me her tsunami
She make it hard to copy
Always tight, never sloppy
And got an entourage
And her own paparazzi

She turned around then, wearing nothing but her heels, thigh-highs and that thong. Her arms were crossed demurely over her breasts, only giving me a hint of a peek at her glorious mounds.

Now there she go again
Ridin' through the stormy weatha'
You betta button up
If you wanna go get her
Cause it is what it is
Everybody wanna love her
But when she pop it boy
You better run for cover

She sashayed over to me and tugged off my jacket, now giving me an excellent view of her tits as they jiggled from her efforts and I couldn't help but to sneak my tongue out and lick one. She jumped at the icy temperature, but grinned as I slid out of the garment.

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone

Next, she grasped my shirt, popping the buttons off with a speed that would make any wolf or vamp proud then her hot tongue snuck out to lick my clavicle before it ran down to my nipple and I shivered from the heat.

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mighty cyclone

She ground on me then, giving me something akin to a lap dance and I gripped her hips, helping her core grind against my cloth-covered shaft. We both moaned as she continued to move.

(It's a wrap) when she break them boys off a typhoon
(It's a wrap) gotta get that phatty like a boss tycoon
(It's a wrap) now hold it steady cause she make a monsoon
(It's a wrap) now you can Google, download the iTunes

While we were grinding, she reached her hand up and pulled out the pins that held her hair up and those beautiful black tresses came raining down onto her shoulders, covering her downy peaks.

See what I'm sayin'
She ain't playin'
Yeah, she got them heads turnin'
You goin' hear it clack, clack
When them heels get to burnin'
Stiletto so fuego
She got her own label
And got us all doin' the tornado

I brushed her hair behind her and bent to suckle on her chest, laving it with attention and she moaned as her smell got stronger and I could feel her wetness leaking out onto my pants.

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone

She stood then, knocking my hands from where they had moved to knead her ass and she grinned as she gripped my pants, ripping them with a carnal snarl that had my dick jumping in excitement.

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mighty cyclone

She grinned as she knelt down. "My, my, somebody's enjoying my dance."

"T-Talia…oh SHIT!" I yelled as my cock was thrust into the inferno that was her mouth. I bit the inside of my mouth as I tried to remain still as she sucked and nipped on my head.

Shawty got looks (and)
Shawty got class
Shawty got hips (and)
Shawty got ass
When she hit the stage
She drop it down low, like
Eer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer

"Stop!" I yelled, picking her up and throwing her to the bed.

She looked at me in surprise and I grinned. "I need to taste you." I said as I pulled down her panties at human speed, causing her to writhe.

Ay
This is crazy
It's amazing
It must be the way of the lady
Eer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer

I took off the stocking on her left leg, kissing and nibbling on it, sucking her big toe into my mouth once I reached her foot and she giggled even as her smell grew more pronounced. She liked me sucking on her toes. I filed that little tidbit of information away for a rainy day and continued working my way up her leg.

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone

I repeated the gesture on the other foot and she said, "Em, I need you…"

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mighty cyclone

"How bad?" I teased.

She let out a little whine that sounded rather wolf-like and she said, "I need your cock buried in me, Emmett…"

I grinned and shucked out of my boxers in record time. I moved back to her quickly but slowed down in time to enter her gently and she moaned as I slowly inched myself into her. I watched as her eyes rolled back in her head and she smiled as she started leisurely thrusting her hips to match my every move.

"I never knew it could be this good," she commented as she opened her eyes to look at me.

I almost wanted to say the same. In all the time Rosalie and I had been together, we rarely 'made love' and instead, we fucked like animals. But this…thing with Talia…it was different. I couldn't explain it, but I knew I was in deep shit.

I felt her walls tighten around me and her breath caught, something I'd noticed she did, and she held her breath as she rode out her orgasm, prolonging it almost instinctually. She fluttered around me and I fingered her clit roughly, making her cum all the harder as I poured my seed into her, falling with her.

I turned us and she licked my nipple again. "That was amazing," she breathed, and I knew it would only be a matter of minutes before she fell asleep.

"Yes, it was," I said, kissing her hair.

"G'night Em," she purred sleepily.

I chuckled as her breathing deepened. "Good night, Talia."

"Love you," she muttered and I froze. I didn't know what to do, but I did know one thing, I meant it as I whispered into her hair, "Love you, too."

It was three am, and I was enjoying listening to her deep, even breathing. I had come to no conclusions, other than the fact that I had found myself falling for her. Not that I didn't love Rosalie. Make no mistake, I still loved her as much as I ever had, nothing could replace my angel. If not for Rose, I'd be dead. But still, the connection with Talia was there.

Maybe I was cut out for the…what was the word? Polyamorous lifestyle? I could see having Rosalie and Talia both. I mean, Rose would be busy with the baby, and then I could have time for Talia, and then after the kid got a bit older, then maybe I could have them both at the same time like Jasper and Jonathan did with Alice and Miya…like Jasper said Carlisle and Esme were with Maggie…

Like Rosalie will share you, another voice, sounding oddly like Edward resonated through my head. I let out a quiet snort. The voice was right. Rosalie was only sharing me because I was trying to get Talia pregnant. But once she was…would I be able to let her go? Would I be able to give her up and…what? Let her move on, find another mate?

The thought made me growl softly. I wasn't exactly opposed to sharing her with another man as long as I knew I would have her, but to not have her again? Ever? I wasn't sure I could do it. I was so confused. Now I understood why I'd never done this before. I couldn't think straight.

Talia whimpered slightly in her sleep and turned back over. I tightened my grip on her as she snuggled deeper into my cold chest. I had the blankets pulled over both of us, and I was surprised to find that her body heat had also warmed my skin as well. It felt…nice, like I was lying in the sunlight.

She nuzzled into me and I smiled. I may not know what the hell I was going to do once she had the baby and left me, but I did know that I was going to enjoy her warmth for a few more nights, at least.

Just then, she shivered, sat straight up in bed, and said, "Oh!"

I sat up as well. "What?"

She just looked at me, wild eyed for a moment before a soft smile graced her face and her hand went to her stomach. "We did it."

My mouth fell open. "What?" I asked, my voice strangled.

Her smile grew as she reached for my hand and placed it on her stomach. "I just felt the baby's soul enter my body. It's there. You did it, Emmett."

I blinked and if I'd have had any blood in my body, it would have left my head and I would have fainted. "We did it?" My voice was barely above a whisper. "Are you sure?"

She nodded enthusiastically. "I'm positive. As soon as the sperm enters the egg and the cells form, the soul inhibits the fetus. I felt it enter me, just like I have in past lives."

"Whoa." I was more than a little awed as she lay back down and stretched gingerly. I couldn't help it as my lips traveled to kiss her stomach. "Hey, baby, I'm your daddy." Wow…I never really expected to feel this. To feel like finally, my whole life made sense. I was going to be a father. That was some scary shit to think about. "Oh my God…Talia…are you sure?" I asked as I looked up at her.

She smiled again, and in that instant, I could just make out what some might would call a 'pregnancy glow'. She was glowing. She was radiating happiness and excitement and I asked, "What do we do now?"

She bit her lip and a sad smile graced her features. "I guess we need to have Alice book us a flight home. I want to be under Carlisle's care twenty-four/seven for the duration of the pregnancy. Bella and Jake both told me how hard her pregnancy was, so I want to be careful."

"Are you okay? Do you need anything?" I was nervous now.

She chuckled. "I'm fine." She stood then and slid into a pair of yoga pants and one of my shirts that was lying at the foot of the bed. "But I think you need to call Rosalie. She deserves to hear it from you. I'll just go tell Alice, okay?"

I nodded dumbly as I watched her walk out of the room. I was ecstatic, but in the back of my mind, I couldn't fight the urge to be sad. This was the beginning of the end. I was already losing her.

Rosalie was beyond excited when I called, and Alice booked us a flight for later in the afternoon, though, neither she nor Jasper was really thrilled about that. They'd planned on spending the whole week, and I felt kind of bad for Talia as well. I'd promised to take her around Ireland. All we'd seen was a flash of Dublin as we road through it, a bit of the countryside and a tiny pub.

"It's okay, Emmett," she told me when I voiced this to her.

"But I wanted…"

She put a finger to my lips. "It doesn't matter, Emmett. I'll be coming back here one day, I know it."

If the kid doesn't kill you, I thought morosely. "I'm going to go hunt for a bit before we're stuck on the plane with a ton of humans, okay?"

She chucked, but I noticed the mirth didn't reach her eyes. "Go, I'll get our stuff packed, okay?"

"Thanks," I muttered with a nod as I turned and left.

I walked down the stairs and Jasper said, "Hey, want company?"

I grinned. "Why? Afraid after sampling the goods, you may go all Bella Lugosi on us and eat everyone on the plane?"

He laughed. "Well, if I did, at least you could fly it."

That, at least, was true. I'd gotten my pilot's license a while back and enjoyed flying. I wonder if Rose would buy me a plane. I'd enjoy that. "True, but, ah, let's not disappoint Carlisle, okay?"

He nodded. "Your eyes are almost back to normal. She not putting out anymore?"

I hadn't realized that I hadn't drunk from Talia since we got here. Well, except for when I ate her out that first time…

"Why are you projecting embarrassment?"

I scowled. "Shove off, Jasper."

He laughed. "Race you?"

I grinned again. "You're on."

We raced through the forest, attacking a few deer and drinking our fill. I was dying to get back and get my hands on some bear. That was my favorite food, well, outside of Talia. I winced.

"Now what has your panties in a bunch?" Jasper asked me.

I thought a moment. "How did you know that you were poly, Jazz?"

He stopped and sat down on a stump. I pulled up a fallen log and sat as well, waiting.

He was silent for a moment more before he said, "Well, it all started when I was with Maria…when I was training newborns, often you had to…whip them into submission. No matter how, you had to do it. It didn't matter during that time. I was a horrible person, Emmett."

I shook my head. Jasper couldn't have been horrible. "Naw, man, you couldn't have been."

He shook his head sadly. "The things Maria and I did…not only to the male vamps we turned, but also the ones she dubbed our 'concubines'…I'm ashamed to even think of it. During that time, I was the epitome of the word 'monster' and I fed off of their fear, their horror, and their shame as I degraded them in almost every way possible. But then…then I met Peter. He was the first to not be afraid of me when I would…" He blew out a breath.

"He was never afraid. Not even that first time. When it was over…he turned around, and he kissed me. I didn't know how to react, so I shoved him away from me and ran." Here, Jasper grinned. "He came after me, told me it was okay. You have to remember, I grew up in the south, the Bible belt in the eighteen hundreds. Stuff like that just wasn't done. Hell, even when we met, it wasn't done, or if it was, it surely wasn't talked about. But I looked at him and saw a glimmer of…hope? Love? Lust? I'm still not sure, but I saw it and he felt that for me."

He shook his head again. "No one else had ever felt that for me. Maria just used me. For sex, for training her drones, but never loved me. It was…odd. It was when he met Charlotte, and I could feel the love they both felt, that I realized we were capable of more than what we were doing. I snuck them out, got them away from Maria, and mourned the loss of my friend, my lover. But my bond with Peter was stronger than I thought, because he came back for me and told me of the life we could have. So, I left. I was still a shell of a man. Peter and Charlotte gave me love, they gave me attention, and they gave me a life again. They were the ones that urged me to go out and try to find myself a mate. And I did. I found Alice."

He smiled. "I found my reason for living, my soulmate. See, being in a Polyamorous relationship, you have to be truthful, caring, considerate of your mate. You have to love them beyond anything and anyone or it won't work. We have an open relationship. We love one another more than anything else. But occasionally we want something…different. Vampires are just that way. There are only so many times you can go through the Kama Sutra book with the same person, you know? That's when Peter and Charlotte came back into our lives. Peter took one look at Alice and her eyes glazed over and she smiled the biggest smile and said, 'Why, Peter, I like the way you think.' And the rest is history."

"But your other friends…?" I asked.

Jasper grinned. "Yes, well, Jen and Eric we met during our third honeymoon I think. They were traveling on their second one and, well, let's just say that we ended up doing things that made us all very happy."

"And Miya and Jonathan?"

"As I said, we met them when we came back over just a few months ago."

It was hard to believe that Renesmee was still only a few months old. And that was when it occurred to me what today was. "Shit."

"What?" He asked me.

"Do you know what today is?"

He thought a minute and then grinned. "February fourteenth."

"Valentine's Day." I stated flatly.

His smile grew. "Well, at least you got Rosalie a pretty decent gift."

I laughed. He did have a point…

"Come on, I think I have a really big gift I need to give Miya before we leave," he smirked as he waggled his eyebrows at me.

I laughed again. "Well, I certainly don't want to be a cock-block, Jasper."

He grinned. "Good." And he took off like a shot.

I took my time walking back to the house, and along the way, I stopped in a clover field. I hadn't forgotten my promise to Renesmee. Talia and I had bought her a necklace with a four leaf clover in it when we wandered into one of the stores yesterday, but I wanted to find a real one for her as well.

I searched for a while and finally found one. I smiled. "That'll make Mae happy." I strolled back down the lane to the house and it occurred to me I should probably buy Talia something as well. I mean, she was the mother of my child, even if Rosalie would be the child's Mommy. So, I diverted my path and rummaged through a few stores, trying to find the perfect gift.

"Can I help ye?" The small woman behind the counter asked as I walked into the last one in the small village.

"Maggie?" I was more than a little surprised.

She smiled. "Emmett Cullen. Hi, what are ye doing here?"

I snorted. "Trust me, you don't want to know."

She smiled again. "What can I do for ye?"

"I need a Valentine's Day gift for someone."

"Oh? Esme? One of your sisters?"

I shook my head. "It's a long story."

She glanced at her bare arm. "I've got time, no watch. What's yer problem?"

And before I knew it, I'd spilled everything. All of it, how I felt, what we were doing, everything.

She tapped her chin and said, "Well, my, my, that does sound complicated."

"So…what? Should I get her a gift?"

Maggie nodded and held up a hand as she went back into the back room, coming back with a ring. It was solid gold in the form of a Claddagh.

"Do you know what the symbolism of the Claddagh is, Emmett?" she asked.

I shook my head and she smiled. "Well, it has a lot of different meanings, and I think it would be rather appropriate for you to give Talia. Traditionally, the Claddagh ring has been considered a marriage heirloom. A mother would pass the family Claddagh ring to her daughter on her daughter's wedding day. The Claddagh is often placed on betrothal bands to represent holding a lover's heart in one's hands. In that case, you would say, 'With these hands I give you my heart and I crown it with my love'."

I looked at her wide-eyed and she chuckled. "But since you want to give it as a friendship ring, she will wear it on her right hand."

"What does it mean?" I asked her.

She smiled. "The crown symbolizes loyalty, the hands symbolize friendship, the heart symbolizes love and sometimes combined with a cross, it symbolizes faith."

"If it is worn on your right hand with the heart facing outwards, it means your heart is still open to love. If it is worn on your right hand with the heart facing inwards, you are telling the world that you are considering being in love. And finally, if worn on your left hand with the heart facing inwards, it means you have joined your life with another forever."

I gulped, but took it in my hands. It was almost warm to the touch, and I knew I needed to buy it for Talia. She needed it. "Thank you. Maggie."

She smiled and handed me something else, a large emerald necklace and matching earrings. "For your wife, so she doesn't get jealous."

I grinned and kissed her cheek. "You are a lifesaver."

She chuckled. "Such is the life of a vampire that owns a souvenir shop."

I walked back with a quicker pace as I made my way to the B&B. Once I crossed the threshold of the property, I was hit with the lust and could smell the sex in the air. "Damned animals," I growled as I walked past their door. I heard all four of them in there, and not really wanting to know what was going on, quickly went back to my room.

Once there, I noticed most of our stuff was packed away and the shower was running in the bathroom. I stepped through the door and said so she'd hear me, "Talia? I'm back."

"Okay." Her voice was barely over a whisper.

"Are you alright?" I asked, momentarily concerned.

"Besides the fact that you're going to be one brother short in a few minutes? I'm fine."

I chuckled. "Yeah, he kinda projects when he's in the heat of the moment."

"Hence the cold shower," she replied, and over the smell of her body wash and shampoo I could smell her arousal again.

It automatically made me hard, and almost before I knew I'd done it, I'd stripped out of my clothes and made my way into the stall behind her. "It doesn't feel too cold to me." I commented.

"What are you doing, Emmett?" Her tone was alarmed and her eyes narrowed as she looked over her shoulder at me.

"Please?" I whispered, cock brushing against her lower back. "I don't think I can stand the thoughts of not having you again."

She turned away from me then to face the wall as she ran the loofah sponge over her breasts, her stomach, and that was when I smelled the salt in the air. Shit, is she crying? "Talia?"

She sniffed. "Emmett…please…"

"What?" I asked as I wrapped my arms around her, kissing her neck delicately.

"Just once more?" she pleaded, and that was all I needed. My mouth descended softly to suckle on her neck as I pulled her flush against me.

Her arms went out to the wall to give herself some support as I kissed down her back to her ass and back up again. I turned her then and softly kissed her breasts before I went back to her neck and I could easily smell the blood just under the surface.

She let out a breathy moan and her hands fisted in my hair. I wrapped one of my hands around her left leg, lifted it, draped it around my waist and entered her.

She cried out from the intrusion, but it didn't stop her as she bit on my chest, her nails scratching into my scalp. "Ah fuck," I muttered as the heat enveloped me. "You feel so fucking good…"

"Need more," she growled, and I grasped her ass so she could wrap her other leg around me and I pushed her against the tile wall as I ground into her.

I picked up her bar of soap and rubbed some on my hand before grinning. "Want me to make you squeaky clean?"

She giggled. "Please."

I let my fingers do the walking and I rubbed her clit with the soap as I suckled on her nipple before going back to plunge my tongue into her mouth. She was moaning now, so loudly that I was certain the other four vampires could hear her, but I didn't care, all I knew was I needed this, at least once more before I gave it up forever.

I thrust a few more times and she screamed my name as we came together. The water was getting colder as I pulled away and said, "Want me to step out?"

She looked at me and grinned. "Well, since you're here, could you wash my back?"

Little minx. "Sure I can." I ran the loofah over her back gently and then watched, completely transfixed as she grasped her bar of soap and ran it between her legs. It was one of the most erotic things I've ever seen and I'll be damned if my dick didn't twitch again.

She noticed it and snickered. "See something you like, Mr. Cullen?"

"Yes I do, Miss Grayson." I replied.

She ignored me as she washed the soap away and stepped from the shower. I started rinsing off the excess soap from my body and grinned as I flicked water over the stall door.

She let out a little shriek as the now cold water hit her. "Shit! Damn it, Emmett!" she yelled, laughing.

"What?" My tone was nothing but innocence.

She was still laughing as she glared at me through the glass. "Ass," she muttered.

I grinned and did it again and she shrieked once more as she wrapped the towel around her body and moved out of my line of fire. "You're an evil vampire, you know that?"

I chuckled as I slid out in time to watch her bundle her hair on in a towel on top of her head. My cock was standing proud as I grabbed another towel to wrap around my waist.

She took one look at me and the wood that was shining even through the terrycloth and asked innocently, "We have to get ready, don't we?"

I grinned as I ran my tongue over my teeth. I listened and heard the other couples still busy and I said, "We have a bit more time…" as I stalked toward her.

I am a glutton for punishment. I knew it. I accepted it. The end. We had sex again, fresh from the shower. I just picked her up and carried her to the bed where I ravaged her one more time and damn it if we didn't both enjoy it.

I was finally able to tear myself away from her. How, I'll never know. I just…needed her. Edward was right, your singer was like fucking heroin. Damn it. I hated it when his smug ass was right. I'd never hear the end of it.

We finished packing our things and I figured this was just as good a time as any. "Talia?" I asked nervously.

She looked up from her carry-on, where she was stuffing her things we'd bought in the village and had delivered here yesterday. "Yes?"

I rubbed the back of my neck and said, "I, um, I got you something."

She blushed and walked over. "You did?"

I nodded. "I, um, well, today is Valentine's Day, and, well, I kinda, I mean, I thought you might, well, since you don't have a Valentine this year, and…" I was stuttering. A vampire never stutters. Do they?

She smiled and her blush deepened. "I didn't get you anything, Emmett."

I eyed her stomach, brushing it lightly with my hand. "I beg to differ."

She giggled nervously and I grabbed both her hands in mine and led her back to the bed, where I sat her down. "Just…wait, okay?"

She nodded and I went to my bag, pulling out the small box. "It's not much…" I handed it to her and she gingerly removed the wrapping paper Maggie had put on it and opened it. She gasped and said, "Emmett, it's beautiful."

I grinned. "Maggie said you'd like it. It's a Claddagh, a sign of friendship. I hope it fits…"

She pulled it out of the box and slipped it onto her right ring finger, the heart facing out. It was how one would wear it as a friend, and I couldn't quite help the frown that crossed my face, but I smiled by the time she looked up at me, her eyes shining. "Thank you Emmett, really." She stood and gently kissed my lips. "I'll always treasure our time here, you know that, right?"

I nodded mutely, unable to say anything as I watched her pick up her messenger bag and walk out of the room. I gathered the rest of our luggage and followed her quietly down the stairs one last time.

Miya and Jonathan were waiting for us when we walked to the door. "Goodbye," Miya said, hugging us both. "I've enjoyed having you in our home."

"Thank you for everything, Miya," Talia told her softly. "And for the advice."

Miya winked at her, and I wondered what advice she had offered, but had the feeling I wouldn't find that out. I shook hands with Jonathan, and we put all of our stuff in the car before driving back down the rutted out road and headed home.

The plane ride back to London was quiet as each of us was in our own heads. We made small-talk in the airport, and somewhere over the Atlantic, Talia fell asleep with her head on my shoulder. When we arrived at Sea-Tac, I picked her up and carried her off the plane. The flight attendant gave me a look and I smiled. "She's pregnant, and worn out."

She smiled at me and said, "Good luck. I have one at home. I remember only too well how exhausting that first trimester is."

I didn't want to point out the fact that Tally would only be pregnant a little over a month, and just thanked her as I carried the sleeping woman out to the jeep. She awoke when I slid her into the seat and she looked around, saying, "Are we home already?"

I chuckled. "Almost. Just go to sleep for a bit, okay? I'll drive slow."

"I need something to eat," she reminded me.

Well, crap, I had forgotten to feed the human. Rosie would kill me for sure if I let her go hungry. "Okay, what are you in the mood for? Edward told me Bella wanted eggs and…" Apparently I said the wrong thing as she turned a violent shade of green and shoved me aside as she jumped out of the jeep and vomited.

I'm sure my nose curled up. "Okay, clearly eggs is not the answer…are you okay?"

Her cheeks were flushed now and her eyes were watering. "I'm sorry."

I shrugged. "It's not like you can control it. How about I don't mention anything and you tell me what you want?"

She thought a moment, turned green again, but then she smiled. "A fish sandwich from McDonald's…and fries…and a big diet Dr. Pepper."

I laughed at that and said, "Okay, look's like we're hitting Mickey D's."

We hit the drive-thru and she made me order a fish sandwich, a ten piece nugget with honey to dip them in, a super sized fry, the biggest diet Dr. Pepper they had…and a vanilla milkshake. "What?" she asked. "The kid needs calcium too."

I laughed and shook my head as I pulled up to get the food. I maneuvered the jeep into a parking spot and watched in awe as she ate every mouthful of the food and I could sense she wanted something else. "Yes?" I asked.

She blushed. "I, um, kinda want a chocolate nut sundae…"

I grinned. "Okay, I can do that." And back through the window we went. Well, apparently, humans couldn't eat sundaes from fast-food places without fries, so, I had to order another large fry and I asked, "Are we good to go now?"

She nodded and burped delicately. I smiled. It was a funny sound and she blushed again. We finally made it home then and I blew out a breath as the family came out onto the porch.

Renesmee launched herself at me and I eagerly pulled out both the necklace and the actual clover, which I'd kept hidden in an envelope in my bag for her. She squealed and ran to show it off to Jake, who was glaring at me. Not caring what that was about, I accepted hugs from Esme and Bella and finally…Rosalie.

She jumped into my arms and kissed me eagerly and I put my all into it, thankful I had her, thankful this was past us, thankful I was home and I forgot about Talia in that moment as I held my angel. She backed away and said, "You stink."

I laughed. "Well, thanks babe, you smell delicious." I knew I smelled like Talia as well as the other humans we had been around.

Rosalie left me then to go over and embrace Alice before they, along with Bella and Esme converged upon Talia, taking her into the house, demanding Carlisle perform some tests on her. Her eyes met mine and I smiled at her. All of this would be fine, wouldn't it?

AN2: That's a good place to cut it off. They're home. They came, they saw, they fucked, they're preggers. Done. Finite. Now, we will move on to her pregnancy. Any guesses on names or sex of the baby? Anyone? Bet 'cha won't guess the correct answer. Well, I guess you have a fifty/fifty chance of being right about the sex, don't you? *grin* Of course…that doesn't mean I'll TELL you, but you can guess.