A/N: You are gonna love this chappie!

A few weeks later, while I was making steak for dinner, I smelled a strange scent. Jake was out running with the pack. There had been a trail of vampires running through here and the pack was just clarifying it all.

The smell was absolutely revolting and I was about to open the window when the front door opens.

"Jake?" I called, wrinkling my nose.

"Yeah, babe," he said. "It's me. We kinda got in an incident-"

The smell was like feces and it was suddenly overwhelming. I raced to the bathroom, lifting the seat as fast as possible. All the food I had eaten in the past two days came chucking out, which is a lot. Lately, I had been eating lots of human food, mainly pickles.

"Ness?" Jake said in a worried tone, "Are you okay?" The disgusting scent came wafting towards me again and I felt another upheaval.

"Go!" I croaked. "The smell-get it away!"

Jake closed the door and ran out the front steps. I heard the hose turn on and the sound of it hitting skin. After a few dry heaves, I hunched over the toilet, closing my eyes. I opened the windows of all the downstair rooms to let it air out.

Jake tentatively came in. "Sorry, Nessie. We accidentally all stepped in some deer poop. It was really gross."

"Yeah," I muttered. "No kidding."

I let Jake take over dinner, choosing to rest in the main room with an ice pack over my eyes. Even with thousands of different smells and foods, I had never gotten sick like I did right now. Mind you, I had even smelled plenty of poop before. But never, ever had I gotten sick. A pit of worry started in my stomach and I picked up the house phone and dialed the cottage.

"Hello?"

"Daddy? It's Renesmee. Can I talk to Mom?"

There was a click and Mom was on the line. "Ness? Are you okay? What's the matter?" I never really called, usually just ran if I needed something. This was nothing usual, though.

"Can you come over? I threw up." There was another click and I knew I wouldn't be directed this time. I hung up, slowly sitting up.

In a few minutes, I heard the front door open and Jacob greet Mom, telling her I was upstairs. There was no warning creak of the steps before Mom slowly trailed in, holding a brown paper bag.

"Nessie?" Mom said, holding out the brown paper bag. I blushed scarlet and shook my head vehemently.

Mom took out the package and held out her arm, a pointed look on her face.

"It's just a waste of your money," I sang.

"Believe me, Ness," she said, pushing me in the bathroom. "I hope so."

I rolled my eyes, but my hands were shaking violently.

"Jake?" I whispered. I wanted Jacob to be with me when I took the test.

He came in a flash, a sober expression taking place. I took the package out of the bag and read the instructions three times before acting on them.

I paced around the bathroom, Jake staring at the floor. After five minutes on the dot, I roughly grabbed the stick. My eyes widened and I stumbled backward while looking at the result.

I looked at Jake and nodded. His expression was frozen now, impassive. He got up, suddenly, and threw the curtains aside.

"Dammit!" He yelled. Jake raked his hands threw his hair and raced out of the bathroom. I couldn't stop staring at the plus sign staring back at me.

I was pregnant.

JacobPOV

I roared and pressed further as it echoed through the forest. Screw being quite-I had just hurt my wife! Gotten Nessie pregnant, I closed my eyes as the image of Bella pregnant raced through my mind. Fragile Nessie. Fragile Bella.

What if Nessie got hurt? What if it went like last time-but with no leech venom to help her out? I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I hurt her. There was only one option for her. One thing that would protect Nessie. We had to kill the baby. And there was only one way to do it.

I stared at the ceiling, not hearing a word my parents said. I heard mutters and words in worried tones. "Abortion," they said. "Death," they said.

But I say no. My hands drifted to my stomach. They want to take you from me, I thought. But I won't let them.

And Jake? Forget him. He ran off as soon as the word was out. No, before that. But I didn't understand why. I was pregnant. Shouldn't we be happy? Hadn't we wanted a family? This way, it was just a little sooner than we had planned. And I mean, its not like I did this by myself. Uh, it takes two people.

"Ness," my dad said sharply.

"Sorry, sorry. I can't control my thoughts." I turned over on the couch, thinking if I was going to have a boy or girl. I desperately wanted a girl to play dress up in, but honestly, I would be happy either way. A boy would be fun too, I knew.

"You will have neither!" Daddy exclaimed. "Do you know what happened to your mother?" He rubbed his forehead sharply, squeezing his eyes tight. A pained look came over his face and my mom placed her cold hands on his biceps, whispering sweet nothings to him.

He sighed and pulled my mother in. They spoke in mutters now, and I got up to eat the jar of pickles Jake had picked up the other day. Jake, I thought bitterly. Excuse me if my emotions were flying a bit today.

I rummaged through the fridge, about to scream when I finally found a half empty jar of pickles. Half empty? Who ate my pickles?

"You did Ness. When we came over, remember?" My dad said tiredly.

I laughed, taking my snack to the office. "Oh yeah." I searched the internet for baby names, finding a few I liked. Mia, Nia, Sage. Oh wait, I have to look for some boy names too. Ava, Anneliese, Michelle. I scrolled down, getting a bit bored, when I saw the name.

Ever Rose.

A/N: So how do you think everyone is feeling today? Not so good, huh? Any other names, I like suggestions. Just leave them in the reviews you guys post. Oh and I love that you guys PM me with your suggestions. Reviews make my day. Kisses! .