Hello. So I about fell off the face of the earth, and for that I apologize. Not only has life been crazy, but I had major writer's block and I lost interest to write. But after 5 months, a few kicks in the ass from some friends, Instead of Reality and Rebecka Alanna, I'm finally back on my feet and in business. And I know where Rebirth is heading finally. So hold on a bit longer and I promise more results. Move in is next week for college so that'll delay me but once that's done all should be well. Enjoy and review loves!

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Everything was too perfect. I knew it was. I had Edward, I had the Cullens back, and I had my baby nestled inside me. I was incredibly happy. But deep down, part of me knew that it couldn't last. This was too perfect to not be disturbed by something. And it was making me anxious.

Alice had come over to finish the nursery and I was watching her from my new rocking chair. Edward was out hunting with Jasper and Emmett, so Alice had brought Rosalie with her so Carlisle and Esme could have alone time.

The walls of my nursery were now a soft yellow and were complimented by the white and pink flowers painted on them. Along with my old rocking chair, the furniture in the room was a new changing table, crib, and dresser. The floor was covered in a large rug shaped like a daisy and the lamps had flowers on the shades. Alice was currently putting sheets on the crib's mattress and lining it with an assortment of stuffed animals. Rosalie was folding the new clothes and organizing them in the drawers. She had a wistful look on her face as she picked up a pretty little dress.

"Are you okay Rosalie?" I asked.

She sighed. "I'm fine, I suppose. It just makes me sad that I never got to do this. You know. I always wanted to have a beautiful little girl all of my own and pick out pretty clothes for her and dress her up. It's just bittersweet."

Alice went and sat next to her and rubbed her back. "I know what you mean. Sometimes I get that feeling, like I'm missing out on something, and how it would be nice to be able to have a child with Jasper. But I'm happy I have him and I just concentrate on that so I don't feel like I'm missing anything. I know Esme misses it too, especially since she had a child. But at least she has us, and, Bella, she's so excited for you and your baby."

"We all are, Bella," Rosalie added. "It almost makes us feel human again."

I blushed and my heart swelled. I had missed this. I had desperately missed my family. I belonged with them.

"So Bella, I'm really sorry that we can't throw you a shower considering the circumstances," Alice said while frowning. "But we want to make it up to you. We thought we could do a girls night. We could paint our nails and watch movies and order you take out and other fun things."

I rolled my eyes. "Alice you really don't have to…"

"Oh, but I do! Bella you have to have some sort of celebration. You're having a baby!"

"If you remember, parties for me usually don't tend to go well," I said cringing at the memory of my 18th birthday party.

Alice seemed to understand and nodded. "Well this won't be a party Bella. It'll just be a casual girl's night, I promise. Nothing too fancy."

I snorted. "Alice, I don't think you can do that."

She just gave me a look and I had no choice but to sigh in consent.

"Thank you Bella! I know it'll be so much fun!" she said as rushed to hug me.

After a few quiet moments of the girls folding more clothes and me rubbing my belly and feeling the baby kick, Rosalie spoke.

"Bella, have you made a choice yet? Do you know what you are to do once you have the baby?"

I had been desperately trying to avoid that subject. I hadn't made any decision yet and I didn't want to discuss it, so I just shook my head and looked down.

"Bella," Rosalie said seriously. "You need to decide soon. It's not something that can be a last minute decision. It needs careful planning and precautions."

"I know that. I've still got some time. I don't have to…change immediately after the baby is born if that's what I decide. I can take some time with her first."

"You could, I suppose. Just remember, time is slipping away quickly, Bella."

I didn't need another reminder that I was already physically several years older than Edward. But something else made me curious.

"Alice," I asked, "have you seen me changing?"

She shook her head. "I won't see it until you choose it, Bella. I've seen a variety of possibilities, but I've seen possibilities of your future back before we even met. Some things are more difficult to see. For example, I can see your daughter being born, but it's still not very clear and I couldn't give you the exact date or time or even place. I just know it's going to happen within the next month of course."

"Oh," was all I said. I was left with no answers still.

Alice and Rosalie chatted lightly for the rest of the time we put the nursery together. I was pensive and quiet for the most part. I knew I had a lot to think about. It was very unnerving that Alice hadn't seen my future clearly, at least the part about me having the baby. I would have thought that would be clear.

"Bella," Alice said startling me. "We're done."

I looked up and took in my surroundings. The nursery really was complete, and picture perfect at that. I ran my hand over the soft down quilt that would cover my baby girl when it was cold, and I held in my hands a tiny pair of designer booties that she would wear to compliment the little designer outfits Alice had already picked out and folded away in the drawers. She said that just because I didn't have much style didn't mean my daughter wouldn't, especially if she had Auntie Alice as her godmother and aunt.

Taking in that the nursery was finished, I felt a change inside me, like something had shifted. I had heard that fixing up the nursery was called nesting for the mother. Before I didn't know how a remodeling a room could cause any feelings whatsoever, but now I completely understood. Having a nursery made me feel like a mother, like I was ready for a child to come into my life. It was real and it was happening so quickly. The idea of someone calling me mom was finally starting to sink in for me. And so were the responsibilities. I was about to be in charge of another life, and it scared and excited me.

With everything finished, Alice and Rose left for home so they could have their turn to hunt. Alice left with a goodbye and a promise that my shower slumber party would be in a week. After they left, I took a long soothing bubble bath to soak away my worries. It did the trick.

Afterwards, I started to prepare dinner for four, since Billy and Jacob were coming over. There was a big game on tonight and it was much easier if Billy came over here to watch it. That of course meant Jake had to come along for the ride, which meant it would be a somewhat awkward night, since the last time I saw him I had turned him down.

I was just pulling out the lasagna, when I heard a car pull up the driveway. Charlie grunted that he would get the door. I watched carefully as he hauled himself off the couch and limped to the door. I was very proud of his progress and recovery. It scared me to think that he could have very easily died from the stroke. He had been very fortunate and for that I was grateful.

I heard Charlie greet Billy and Jacob before dropping back onto the couch. Jacob wheeled Billy over next to Charlie. The game was just starting so there was no way that those two were going to move an inch until it was over, so I put the lasagna and salads on trays to carry into the living room. I grabbed one tray and went to get the other but was surprised when Jacob got to it first.

"I can help," he mumbled. We set the trays in front of our fathers.

"We can take ours on the back steps outside if you want," I said. I could tell he was itching to talk in private.

He grabbed our plates while I got the drinks and we went out the back door and settled on the steps. We ate in silence for a few uncomfortable moments before I couldn't take it anymore.

"So how have things been, Jake?" I asked lightly.

"Fine," he answered in the same tone. "Things have been fine."

"Have all things been fine? The last time we talked there was a problem."

"A problem? You call my being in love with you a problem?!" he asked accusingly.

I turned crimson and shook my head quickly. "No no, I meant the Victoria problem. I didn't mean that…"

"Oh," was all he said. I saw a red flush creep across his cheeks and down his neck. "Um, we actually have not had any more trouble from her. I guess she gave up."

"That's good," was all I could manage. There was now an even bigger elephant in the room than before. After that, the only noises we made were the clanging of our silverware and the sloshing of our drinks. It was very unnerving to me. The baby was dancing inside me to the rhythm of my accelerated heartbeat. I rubbed my stomach gently to feel her tiny but profound kicks.

"So, um," Jake cleared his throat, "How have you been feeling? How is the baby?"

I kept my eyes on my bulging belly. "Things are fine. I had my checkup at the hospital yesterday and everything is fine and the baby is healthy. I couldn't ask for anything more."

I really couldn't. Everything was going perfectly with my pregnancy according to the doctor. I just needed to relax and eat healthy like I have been and everything should be fine. I was due in about four weeks, right before my birthday. I planned to go over to the Cullen's tonight because Carlisle wanted to check up on how I was doing as well. I didn't mind a second opinion, especially from someone with perfect accuracy and skill.

"That's good," Jake mumbled.

I sighed. "Jake, I don't want things between us to be like this. I mean, I know we haven't spent that much time together except for the first two weeks I was back, but I feel so comfortable with you. Like the brother I never had, but more. And maybe, if Edward hadn't come back, just maybe things could have been different. But he did, and I know you don't understand, but I love him. I really do, despite everything. He left to protect me and he always loved me. I already told you, and my answer is still the same."

"But Bella," Jake cut in, "maybe his intentions were good, which I find hard to believe for a bloodsucker, but I saw what he did to you. I probably didn't even see you at your worst. I can't even imagine that. But I saw the damage. You were so broken, so empty when I first picked you up at the airport. I could tell you were trying so hard to keep yourself composed, clutching your stomach and closing your eyes but I still saw through that. He hurt you. Why would you ever chance your sanity and your heart again? And your baby as well? That I don't understand. I can't just let this go."

"There's nothing to chance, Jacob. Without him, I will always be like that. The only way for me to be whole is with him."

He grabbed my hands with his large warms ones. "Bells, I could have made you happy. You could have a normal life. The difference in two weeks was significant."

I tried to pull my hands away but he wouldn't let me. "Jacob, we've been through this before and I don't want to again." I was getting frustrated at him. I felt so overwhelmed and anxious. My back was hurting from sitting on the steps and I had a million things to worry about and I didn't need Jacob riding me like this. Suddenly I was bawling before I could stop it.

Jacob looked surprised and worried. He let go of my hands and put his arm around me. "Bells, Bells, I'm sorry I didn't mean to get you this upset, please don't cry. I'm just trying to take care of you and your baby. I just want what is best. I'm sorry."

I leaned my head into his shoulder and cried into his shirt for a minute before coming to my senses.

"You gonna be okay?" he asked.

"Yeah I'm fine. Just stupid hormones, that's all. They make me get all emotional."

He let out a chuckle. "I really am sorry, Bells. But I'm here. I'll be here no matter what. You have another option."

"Even if my heart stops beating?" I asked cautiously.

"Even if what? Your heart? Do you mean…Bella, are you serious?" He stood up and looked down at me incredulously.

I shrugged my shoulders, feigning an attempt at nonchalance. "I don't know now, but it's a possibility. I love him. I want to be with him forever."

Jacob was clearly in shock. He ran his fingers through his hair, and turned his back to me for a long moment. He put his hands on the back of his head and inhaled sharply. Then he spun around so fast he blurred a bit. I clutched my stomach to stop my heart from pounding.

"Bella," he said in a dangerously calm voice. "Before I even remind you that you now have a human child you will be caring for, you doing...that, would violate the treaty with my tribe. If you do that, then we have no choice but to attack you and the Cullens, for the safety of your child and father and for every human in Forks and the entire area. You would be endangering everyone. Even if you left, the treaty would be broken forever, and we would hunt you down."

"Hunt me down?" my voice cracked as I questioned him. "You would kill me, Jake?"

He turned away to gaze off into the distance. "You wouldn't be you anymore. The Bella I know would be gone, her humanity scattered to the wind. Everything good about you would be gone. And I won't have a monster living in her body."

Fresh tears filled my eyes. "I would still be me. That's not fair Jacob."

"Fair?" he almost yelled and spun towards me. "How is that fair?"

Before I could blink, he was directly in front of me. His eyes had gone completely black and bloodshot and the expression on his face sent a shiver down my spine in fear. Jacob grabbed my shirt in his hands and lifted me slightly off the ground so I was inches from his face.

"How is it fair to watch you die, Bella?" he said almost menacingly. "To watch you become my enemy, to become cold and heartless, to become a killer, one of them, to be so selfish to put your child in harm's way? How is that fair?" He let out a low growl and I couldn't stop the tears from falling. I felt his hands shake, almost vibrating, then watched his whole body do the same.

And then Jacob was across the other side of the backyard thrown against a tree, which made a cracking noise as he hit it. Since Jacob had been holding me in the air some distance, I fell back down to the concrete stairs and hit them hard. The small of my back collided with the sharp edge of the top step and I cried out. Pain shot up my spine and down my legs, blurring my vision. I felt cold hands on the sides of my face and then around my body, lifting me in the air. I could just barely make out a face.

"Edward?" I said faintly.

"Bella, love, are you okay? Can you hear me? Does it hurt?" Edward asked frantically.

Before I could respond, he growled, "You stay away from her Jacob Black. Or I will personally see to your death."

I heard Jacob snarl right back at Edward. "Well since you're already going to see to Bella's death, won't you be a bit preoccupied?"

"Shut up, dog. Look what you've done to her. If she's hurt, you will pay. Learn to control your temper," Edward said in a dangerously low voice.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain low in my body that seemed to wrap itself around my baby. I moaned and clutched my bulging stomach.

"What's wrong, Bella? Talk to me, love," Edward whispered to me.

"The baby, the baby, something's wrong. Oh God, please no," I moaned as another pain swept through my abdomen and lower back.

"Take a deep breath, sweetheart, I'll get you to Carlisle. I'm sure Alice is already on her way with a car. Hang on." Edward's voice kept me from drowning. I clung to it.

"Dog, you tell Charlie I came and took Bella to my house for awhile. Tell him everything is fine. Don't upset him, he doesn't need that."

"Bells," Jacob moaned, "I'm so sorry, please forgive me."

But I couldn't respond because Edward had already carried me out to the driveway, where a yellow Porsche was waiting for us. He opened the door and gracefully slid me on the backseat so my head was resting in his lap.

"Drive, Alice," he commanded.

"Don't worry, it'll be okay," she said.

I moaned again and wrapped my arms around my stomach, as if I could protect my unborn daughter.

"Hurry," I whispered before everything went black.

Cliffhanger! Dun dun dunnnnn. Reviews por favor.