When I regained consciousness, I was aware that I was lying on the couch in my room, a blanket over me and a very worried werewolf sitting in a chair next to the couch, holding my hand. I was sore everywhere, like someone had deiced to stab a needle into every single one of my cells. What was even weirder was that my stomach felt really warm, like Jacob was lying his head on it and warming up my cold skin. But he wasn't laying on me, he was sitting right next to me.

He seemed to realize that I was awake and smiled nervously at me, as if afraid of me.

"What is wrong with me?" I asked, not really wanting to know the answer.

"Ro, Carlisle thinks . . . that you are . . . um- well, pregnant." He fell silent, a shocked look on his face as if he had just heard it for the first time himself, or maybe just realized what it meant.

I was dumbstruck, this was supposed to be impossible. And now I realized he hadn't been afraid of me, he had been afraid of my reaction to the news. "How is this possible?"

"Well, Imprinting is thought to be an occurrence to continue the wolf bloodline, so others may inherit it and usually the imprinted is the most likely to create the strongest offspring. . . " He said almost automatically.

"So this was supposed to happen all along? I mean I'm a vampire, my cells are crystalline and hard, that is what happens during the transformation, my human cells change."

"I guess the heat changed that."

"Are you suggesting that because you are so hot, you somehow reversed the cell process and made me temporarily human?" I was surprised that I could joke in a situation like this.

He blushed, "You could say that. I better not get too far away from you though, because, what if you freeze up and the baby dies?"

"Thanks, just add to the stress even more."

"What? You don't want to constantly be by my side?" His voice was strained and there was something akin to hurt in his eyes. I could tell that even thinking that your imprintee did not even want him near caused him nothing short of pain, be he should have known better. I loved him.

Placing a hand on his, I shook my head. "That is not what I meant at all. I meant that this is a lot to take in and a lot of pressure." I frowned, "I don't want you to hate me if my body decides that it can't carry the baby and it's my fault that it dies." I tried to say this calmly but it came out with a sob and before I knew it I was crying.

Woah, now that was super weird, I hadn't cried for hundreds of years but here I was letting everything I had out. I did not think that he understood how much he affected me, how much pain I would feel if I lost him. Mates are for life, er I mean eternity? Point is, there is only ever one mate in a vampire's life and I had found mine. If I lost him, I'd feel the same way that Edward did when he thought Bella had died. Even though I had told Jacob how much I loved him, and he had said it in return, it seemed almost like he had been forced to say it because he imprinted on me.

This was the thought that haunted me the most. He was supposed to hate me and in the beginning he did. Mainly because he loved Bella, but also because I was a vampire. He hated the idea, but the bond he felt through imprinting was stronger and that was how all of this happened. I had fallen for him after that first day, he was everything I had ever looked for. But I had decidedly never pushed him to like me, let alone love me. That would have been wrong. But . . . I couldn't help but think that all of this would not have happened if he hadn't imprinted on me. After all, as he had said, imprinting was to find the strongest way to continue the bloodline. What was stronger than a Vampire/Werewolf hybrid. Nothing that I knew of.

As my train of thought progressed, I became even more depressed and I actually forgot that Jacob was there. That is, until he picked me up gently off of the couch, blanket and all, and settled himself down where I had just been laying. Bringing me with him, so I could curl myself up on his chest. "I could never hate you, regardless of anything. I love you."

I laughed bitterly, "Really? Because you hated me to begin with before you realized that there was no way you could fight the imprinting, I'm positive you would never have accepted me unless you imprinted on me. Plus, I'm carrying your child now and you are not the type to leave someone pregnant with your child on her own."

He was silent for a few minutes as I tried to get my crying under control, when he finally spoke in was in an almost pleading voice, "Rowena, I wouldn't have gotten to know you enough to fall in love with you with out the imprinting but had this been under normal circumstances and my kind was not supposed to hate yours, there is no doubt in my mind that I would have fallen in love with you all the same. i did not have to fall in love with you. Imprinting only basically means that I have to keep you safe and happy. I got to know you like you had suggested and it turns out that I fell in love with you. So, please don't insinuate that I only fell in love with you because of the imprinting. I got to meet you because of the imprinting but I got to love you because of who you are. Like I said before, we can adopt if things do not turn out all that well and you still want kids."

"Jake- I'm sorry . . . I know that it sounded horrible, I'm just-"

"Scared? So, am I. But I am here for you."

I smiled as he brought his hand up to wipe away my tears and leaned in to kiss me. As we pulled away I smiled up at him, "You know I don't think you will have to always be with me, I want you to always be with me during this but I don't think you absolutely have to." He gave me a confused look before I continued, "Here, feel my stomach."

I took his hand and placed it on my abdomen, I could tell that he was waiting for the usual coldness of my skin or even human temperature considering, at least down there, I had the composition of a human, but he felt almost his temperature. He kept his hand there in bewilderment, "I have a feeling we won't have to wait until puberty for the baby to start shifting."

I nodded, "The excellerated growth is probably due to the vampire part."

Then, out of no where he started to laugh. I joined in and son the room was filled with laughter. No. Not laughter, happiness.