Abby looked at the cut up apple wearily.

I leaned over the back of the couch, attacking her with kisses. She laughed incessantly, squirming away from my hands that were tickling her at the same time.

"Mommy, stop!" she giggled.

"I will if you eat your food, my lettuce bug."

Her bottom lip jutted out. "What if it makes me sick?" she mumbled.

I frowned. "It's not going to, baby girl."

She shook her head, giving me the plate shakily. "I'm not weally hungwy, Mama." She turned her attention back to the movie her and Claire were watching with a few of the guys.

I knew she was hungry. I could hear her stomach growling. "Abby, honey—."

Jake came into the room carrying my bag. He opened it up in front of her, pulling out an orange and a bag of pretzels. "You sure you aren't hungry? These look particularly delicious…"

She grinned, reaching to get the orange from him.

He pulled away at the last second and gave her a wink. "I think I'll just eat it."

"Will you shawe?" she asked with wide, innocent eyes.

He chuckled, turning around so she could climb onto his back. "I think I can share a piece or two, with my little monkey."

She squealed when he gave her a piggy-back ride around Sam and Emily's house only to end up at the table.

"Wonder where she learned to ask for things like that from?" Paul joked.

I rolled my eyes at him. "I have no idea."

"Jake, that was your dad on the phone!" Emily called as she came into the room with Sam. "He and Sue are on their way over with Charlie for lunch!"

Embry smirked at my horrified face. "Scared of meeting the Chief of the rez?" he asked.

"Maybe I should—," I started.

"Billy already loves you," Sam assured me, sending a glare at Embry.

I looked at Jake sitting with Abby at the table. "Does he know about…?"

"Does he know that you have a beautiful daughter and two babies on the way?" Jake finished with a smile.

"Jake—."

He whispered something in Abby's ear and her eyes lit up. "Oh, Mama, can we please stay?" she begged. "I wanna meet Jake's daddy! Jake said he tells weally good stowies!"

I sighed. "I really don't think it's a good idea."

"Relax, Kaleigh," Paul said, grinning. "All you have to do is impress Leah and Seth's mom, Jacob's dad, and Charlie—Bella's father."

I felt my heart skip a beat.

"Don't forget that Charlie's also the chief of police in Forks," Embry added with a leer.

"Right. Bad idea." I ran my hands through my hair, shaking my head. "We should leave, Abby."

Leah smacked the back of Embry's head. "Leave her alone, you idiot." She gave me a small smile. "You'll be fine, and you don't have to impress anyone. Jake's already made it perfectly clear that you're here to stay."

He chuckled, waving me over to him. "Just relax. Dad's been begging to meet you." He refused to let me sit in a chair at the table, instead pulling me onto his lap. "And yes, he knows about Abbygail and the twins."

"What did he say when you told him?" I asked.

Jake grinned at me. "That he knew I'd pick a girl too good for me."

I pushed his shoulder with a small smile and a sigh.

"Mama, can I have some pwetzels?" Abby asked from her seat next to us.

I stole an orange slice off of her plate and got to my feet. "I have some broc—."

"Broccoli!" she exclaimed. "Pwease, Mama?"

"How do you get her to do that?" Emily asked in awe. "Claire won't go near anything green!"

I shook the contents of the small container onto the plate at the table. Abby bit the top of a piece before I had even moved my hands. I laughed at her antics. "She's never turned away vegetables. She's my little lettuce bug." I kissed the top of her head as she rammed a piece of broccoli into an orange slice. "My strange little lettuce bug," I corrected.

Jake wrapped his arms back around my waist. His hands rested against my stomach and when they did he let out a laugh. "Do they ever stop moving around?"

I sighed with a shake of my head. "I wish. They like the sound of your voice though," I told him softly.

He rested his head of my shoulder. "Really?"
"Yeah, they move around a lot when you speak."

"'Sorry," he said meekly.

I turned to look at him. "I like it. It reminds me that they're safe and healthy." A few kicks to my ribs had me wincing slightly. "Like that. Ouch." I rubbed my stomach with a sigh. "Oh, the woes of pregnancy."

"Brrrrrrrr—errrrrr—psh!" Abby's voice echoed out. She had been circling a piece of broccoli around the plate before smashing it into her mouth. She looked up at me. "Yummy," she mumbled with her mouth full.

I wiped away orange juice trailing down her chin. "You would think a pack of wolves raised you, baby girl."

She giggled. "A pack of wolv-v-ves waised you, Mama," she teased.

I stroked her hair back. "Sometimes I wish that were the case," I whispered with a sigh.

"So you're the girl Jacob's been talking about," Billy Black said as he took my hand in his.

I smiled, glancing at Jake. "I hope so."

"Well I can say that he hasn't done you justice. He said your hair was the shade of—."

"Alright, Dad. We get it. I talk about her a lot." Jacob wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me against his chest and away from his father.

The way he did it highlighted my growing stomach. Though he didn't mean it, it still made me feel uncomfortable when the newcomer's eyes dropped to my belly.

"Jacob said you were having twins?" Billy checked.

I nodded as my heart began to pound in my chest. I hadn't truly realized how much I yearned for Jacobs's father's approval until now.

A smile broke on his face. "Well I believe congratulations are in order."

In that moment the waters gates opened. I covered my face, quickly getting to the bathroom. Jake was right behind me, not giving me a chance to shut the door. He flipped on the light.

"Kaleigh, what's wrong?" he asked, gently taking my hands away from my face.

"I wanted his approval so bad, Jake!" I sobbed.

"Honey, you have his approval," he reminded me. "And even if you didn't, that wouldn't change anything because you don't need it."

I wiped futilely at my wet cheeks. "I don't deserve it! That's the problem. I don't deserve you or—."

He crushed me to his chest. "Oh, Kaleigh," he whispered.

***3rd Person Point of View

"She was nervous to meet you," Emily told Billy as he looked down the hall worriedly.

Paul opened his mouth to say something, but Leah shot him a glare. "You've said enough today, idiot."

Billy sighed, glancing at Paul. "I pity the girl who ends up with you."

"I pity the girl's father," Sue added.

"So…" Jared prompted Billy. "What do you think?"

He chuckled at their curious gazes. "Does my opinion even matter anymore? Jake's never leaving her side at this point."
Charlie grinned at his friend. "Looks like you're going to be a grandfather then," he said.

"Mama! Mama! Seth wouldn't let me pway with the beaw because it scawed him!" Abbygail announced as she skipped into the house with Seth trailing behind her.

Her words echoed down the hallway before the sound of a door being yanked open was heard.

***Kaleigh's Point of View

"Abbygail, a bear?" I breathed as I came into the room. I picked her up, going to look out the window to the back yard.

"I swear I tried to get them to go away, but they just sat there," Seth rushed to get out. "I brought her straight inside."

I let the curtain fall back down. "You know my rule about the animals, Abbygail," I told her.

She huffed. "They just wanted to pway, Mama. I saw you pet a beaw befowe."

"Abby, I said you are not to touch any of those animals unless I say it's alright. Do you understand me?"
Her bottom lip quivered before she began to cry. "I'm sowwy, Mommy!"

"It's okay, sweetheart. I just don't want you to get hurt." I glanced at Seth. "Did they just show up or…?"
"She was trying to learn how to whistle," he told me.

I sighed, hiking her up on my hip. "I guessed as much." I grabbed her sippy cup off of the table, but Jacob took it and went to fill it back up with water.

"Let's give your mom a break, monkey," he said, holding his hands out to her. She rested her head on his chest as tears trailed down her face. He gave up trying to get her to drink anything and settled for rubbing her back as he sat on the sofa.

Billy came up beside me, squeezing my hand in his. He said nothing. He didn't even look at me. He simply kept his eyes on Jacob and Abbygail.

Even though the day was filled with tears, it was nothing a few naps couldn't fix. Abby and Claire ate lunch with everyone and then were laid down for a few hours to sleep while the rest of us watched a 'quiet' football game on TV.

Now a drowsy Abby kept her head on my shoulder even though Claire was bouncing up and down, trying to get anyone to play a board game with her.

"We'll play, Claire," I told her. Abby wiggled her head no. I kissed her and sighed. "Alright. I will play."

Jacob chuckled. "I'll play, Claire-bear."

"Paul and Embry want to play, too," I told her, shooting glares at them.

They started to shake their heads, but one look from Sam had them huffing and moving to sit on the ground by the board game Claire was getting out.

I moved to sit on the ground and Jacob pulled me onto his lap. Abby adjusted herself until she could see the board, but was still curled up into me.

Half way through the first round of CandyLand Abby's stomach growled. She looked up at me expectantly. "There are some snacks in the bag. Do you want me to go get you something?"

She shook her head, getting to her feet and going to find my bag.

"What time is it?" I asked.

Emily glanced at the clock from her spot in Sam's arms on the sofa. "It just turned five."

I sighed, looking up at Jake. "Abby and I are going to have to leave soon. She'll want dinner soon, and it's a movie night."

"I'll take you guys home," he said and then moved his game piece forward a few spaces.

"It's alright. I can drive."

He smiled, shaking his head at me. A few moments later Jake's lips were at my ear. "I was hoping we could spend some alone time tonight," he whispered. Before I could stop it, a series of shivers ran down my spine.

Abby walked back into the room, crunching on a bag of celery sticks and peanut butter. She nestled into my arms. "I can't find my cuppy, Mama," she told me sadly.

I started to get up, but Seth stopped me. "I'll find it, Kaleigh."

"I think it might be on the kitchen counter." Claire looked at Abby's snack curiously. I smiled at her. "You want to try some, honey?"
"It's weally good, Claiwe!" Abby encouraged, holding out the bag and small container of peanut butter.

Hesitantly Claire tried it, and, when she did, her face lit up. "That is good!"
"Oh, thank God," Emily whispered.

Everyone except for the girls heard her and we laughed at her relieved face.

When Abby's attention was diverted I snuck a bite out of her hand.

She giggled. "Mama, that was mine!"

"I don't know what you are talking about," I fibbed around the mouthful of food.

A little while later I was trying to find where Abby's left shoe had gone to and say goodbye to Billy at the same time.

He chuckled; grabbing my hands and making me look at him. "Thank you," he said to me. "You have no idea how happy I am that Jacob's found you."

I smiled and it only grew when Jake came up to us. "I'm pretty happy about that, too."

"That's only because you like my muscles."

I rolled my eyes. "That's exactly it. You've caught me." I left the two of them to talk for a few minutes as I went to search for Abby's other shoe. After finding it in the bathroom (how did it get there?), I tossed it to her where she was sitting with Claire.

She looked up at me with her eyes wide in innocence. I knew those eyes. She was about to—. "Mama, can Claiwe come ovew?" Ask for something…

"That's up to Emily and Sam, honey. I don't have a problem with it."

Claire looked at her aunt and uncle expectantly. "Can I, Aunt Emmie?"

Emily gave me an unsure look. "Are you sure? You're probably tired."

I rubbed my belly, nodding. "I am, but its fine. Tonight's movie night anyway—princesses and princes and talking animals… It'll keep them quiet and occupied. Plus Jake will be there until they go to bed."

Emily bit her lip to keep from grinning. "Alright. Let's go pack you some clothes, Claire."

Claire shouted in joy and ran out of the room.

Paul smirked. "Five bucks says he stays the night," he said to Embry.

Embry grinned at me and then looked back to him. "Why bet against you when I know you're right?"

"Jaaaaake!" I called.

"Yeah, Kales?"

I gave the two men a knowing look. "Paul and Embry are being rude again," I told him.

"Paul, Embry, you guys can work the nightshift tonight," he said with a chuckle. "It's supposed to get below freezing too! Have fun!"