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I Do Not Own Twilight = (

Previously on Into the Ocean:

I really shouldn't have doubted they would call back until I answered them.

The phone went off again and I forced myself to answer it instead of pressing the oh so inviting ignore button.

"Hello?"

"Jacob, its Edward. We need to talk."

Jacob's POV

"That's kind of demanding, don't you think?" I tried my best to lighten the mood, but Edward wasn't having any of it.

"Now is not the time for manners; where are you right now?" he sounded the exact opposite of relaxed and his unease was soon becoming my own.

"At my house…"I replied, wondering where he was going with this.

"Stay there, I'm on my way." With that, the line went dead. Just when I thought I could catch a break Edward had a reason to talk to me. He let me know at the funeral that he didn't blame me for Renesmee's death; but we both knew there was a brick wall between myself and the Cullen's. Knowing the speed that Edward went at, I probably had only a few minutes before he got here. There didn't seem to be any reason to talk to Edward, but I was dead wrong when I opened the front door.

"I passed by Leah at the grocery store yesterday." He was staring at me with narrowed eyes. My heart picked up a few beats as I closed the door. There wasn't any use trying to hide what he already knew.

"That's nice…I guess"

"You would think that, wouldn't you? Well she was thinking about something rather interesting." His drew his gaze back up to my face, a gleam in his eyes. "She's expecting a baby; it made me a little happy to hear she'd found someone. That is, until I managed to find out whom the father was." Edward took a step towards me, anger beginning to burn in his eyes.

"Edward, you have got to let me-"

"Let you what Jacob? Perhaps you'd like to explain? You don't have to say a word." He spat out each word, the anger clearly evident. "You both had a drink and one thing led to the other, am I right? Of course I am. Was your love for my daughter so weak that you went off with another woman not even more than a few months after she died?" the last sentence hit hard and there was no way that I was going to stand there and take his crap.

"My love for Renesmee was not weak. It nearly killed me when I found her that day!" The emotions from then came flooding back and fueled my budding anger as I found my next words. "I wasn't thinking straight that day! I was just so sick of feeling so depressed and angry that I jumped on the chance to feel something different. So don't you even start trying to take me on a guilt trip, because I'm already on one." He was clearly taken aback by what I'd just said. We stood in silence, barely looking at one another. There didn't seem to be anything left to say and I wasn't in the mood to talk anymore.

"I'm sorry…this had been just as hard for us as it has for you."

"No duh." I said flatly and went back into the kitchen. He followed and took a seat across from me. My thoughts were shouting that he staying was the last thing I wanted. Still, we both sat there in silence; me being too mixed up to speak and him respecting that. I was probably giving him a headache with the rage of thoughts in my head. To hell with it if I was, I wasn't paying attention to most of them. The only two that stuck in my mind the most dealt with Renesmee and Leah. The first one was no surprise, all considering memories of her came flying at me like snow on a windy day.

Leah was a new one.

The thoughts concerning her were all when we hung out at her place; from our constant debates to going to sleep in the same almost every night. I was still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that his wasn't a dream. Reality had really set in as soon as the throwing up began. It had only been two weeks and I was already starting to think more and more about the pregnancy than Leah was.

"So…?" Edward, for once being completely at a loss for words, looked at me.

"What?" I asked as I forced my own gaze away from the table and up to his.

"You know what Jacob." He paused for a few seconds thinking. "You…really have no idea how you feel, do you?" He'd hit the nail right on the head with his question. I knew he had been listening in on my thoughts; I actually wanted him to. I didn't love Leah in that way; she was only a close friend to me. To actually be able to love her would take time, all considering I wasn't really into relationships after the way my last one ended.

"I guess we'll talk later then." Edward stood up to leave and I let him. My thoughts made an attempt to reorganize themselves as soon as the door shut. If Edward knew that Leah was pregnant, then did that mean all the other Cullens did as well? We'd both agreed to not tell anyone about any of this until Leah made it to three months. I wasn't worried about how anyone else would take the news except for Rosalie and Bella. Both of them were almost equally upset over the death of Renesmee and the news that Leah was pregnant with my child probably wouldn't sit well with them.

Getting up, I walked to the door and out into the afternoon.

Leah's POV

"Yeah mom, I'm perfectly fine." I sighed into the receiver as I paced back and forth in the living room. I'd been on the phone for the past ten minutes trying to convince my mom that she didn't have to come see me; that I'd go and see her.

"Are you sure? Has Jacob been any better? I hardly see him anymore." She pushed, concern radiating from her voice again.

"I'm sure, and yeah Jacob and I have been hanging out a lot."She didn't need to know that a lot meant almost every day for the past two weeks. "He's still shocked, but I think he'll come around." If only she knew I wasn't talking about his imprint when I said that.

"Well, alright," She finally gave in. "At least come see me sometime in the next few weeks." I promised I would and said good-bye, falling onto one of the couches. Jacob had called earlier and said he wouldn't be coming back until late tonight and I was pretty much alone for the rest of the day. Well, since discovering I was pregnant, I guess I was never really alone.

I knew that Jacob and I already agreed that we wouldn't tell anyone about the baby until I was three months along. It had very little to do with the not jinxing the pregnancy, and a lot to do with being unsure about it all. I'd made an appointment with two doctors in the next few weeks and my nerves were already messing with me. Even without saying anything, I knew Jacob was worried about the Cullens. Even I was kind of worried; Bella and I were more or less civil with the other but we were not friends.

'She won't get near this baby, none of them will.' I clenched my fists at the thought. The last thing I needed right now was to face Bella. Getting back up I pulled on my boot, grabbed my coat, and left the house. The snow had started up again, but it didn't make a difference to me. I knew where I wanted to go and I was dead set on getting there. Being late fall, I wasn't at all surprised that it had started snowing in Forks. The place I was going to would be empty, and that thought made me break out into a run. I rain and rain, keeping to the side of the road and cutting through a forest trail. Snow whipped my face and attempted to slow me down. When I finally reached the place, I was surprised to find him already.

"Hey Jake," I said as I walked towards the shoreline. He looked up and gave me a small smile. I leaned against his shoulder, staring out at the water with him.

"Did you see Edward this week?"

"Well, for a second yeah. Why?" Jacob tensed, his hand resting on my hip.

"Leah, he found out that you're pregnant."

"What!" How could I have been so stupid? Edward was a damn mind reader and most of my thoughts revolved around being pregnant and Jacob.

"Relax." Jacob pulled me a little closer and moved his hand to my arm. "We talked and I don't think the others know." His hand rubbed my arm in an attempt to make me feel better about this. We stayed after that and just stared at the water. There really wasn't anything left to say; Jacob wasn't willing to say what Edward said and I didn't feel like forcing him. We stayed, him holding me and I leaned against shoulder, for a long while. Eventually, I felt my neck start to cramp and detached myself from him. He laughed lightly as I rolled my neck and I turned around to slap him.

'Well, someone is moody." He joked as we walked back.

"Oh please, this is only the beginning of it all." I smirked, already a few steps ahead of him.