Chapter 11 Surprise Beginnings

Nahuel POV

"Ok…well I am going to head out" I said as I grabbed the one bag I brought with me.

My sister was in the other room.

"So soon…?" she yelled

"I told you the Volturi are going to becoming soon"

She was now standing in front of me. "Well give me a hug…" she smiled as she reached for me.

"This was nice" I said with a smile on my face. It felt so good to be reconnected with my sister. That she had become the bigger person and listened to her conscience. I'd called Jacob and told him that everything was handled with my sister that we could focus on the Volturi and keeping Nessie and the baby safe.

"It was very nice…you should visit again soon" she suggested

We were still embracing when I whispered "Thank you…again"

"Oh don't thank me yet"

I didn't know what she meant but before I could ask her what she meant; I felt a sharp jab in my neck.

"You look sleepy brother… maybe you should take a nap" she stepped back. As I stood there slouched over, I reached for my neck but I could barley move my arms…I couldn't speak.

Neatra walked over to me and yanked the object out of my neck.

"Oh…is this what you were looking for?" she smiled wickedly. She was holding a syringe in her hand. I fell to the ground unable to move at all.

"Little brother, I told you…you are so naïve" she laughed walking over to her bedroom grabbing two suitcases.

"Did you really think I would give up that easily? With out a fight?"

She squatted until she was hovered over me. "Don't worry …unlike you…I would never kill one of my siblings…but I would give them enough of what I just gave you to have them paralyzed for a few days or a few weeks…a few months…who knows how long… I gave you a lot"

I tried to find my voice to speak…but no words came out. I couldn't move… not even a centimeter of my body.

She kissed my cheek "Well don't wait up for me…I'll see you later…love you"

I heard the door slam. How could I have been so stupid? What had I just let happen?

The only thing I could do was pray that Alice saw this coming or that Alice sees Neatra on her way.

I couldn't think of anything else but Nessie, I kept apologizing to her in my mind.

Once again I'd failed her.

Chapter 11 Part II

"Nessie you have to wake up…you have to push" I heard Jacob say panicked. I was confused had I dreamt it all? I'd given birth to Edellah…I'd seen her face…her beautiful face. I saw her eyes, she smiled at me. I already held her in my arms.

"Nessie…you have to push now…this baby will not survive if you do not push" grandpa Carlisle ordered.

As confusion passed through me, I did as I was told… I pushed. My body so sore, I felt like I'd been through this…the pain was just reinventing itself on top of the pain that had already subsided.

"Good…ok this baby is small…very small…one more push …and you can do it" grandpa said.

I screamed out as I felt the same type of light pull that I had remembered so clearly before. I couldn't believe how vivid my dream had been…it felt so real holding Edellah in my arms…I felt connected to her in a way I couldn't describe in words and it wasn't real?

"It's a boy…" grandpa said quickly.

I was shocked…what happened to Edellah? I was sure it was a girl…we all knew it was a girl?

It didn't matter my baby was here alive and healthy…

But I didn't hear any crying…I didn't hear a sound…I read the books…my son should be crying right now.

"What's going on…let me hold him…" I said weakly.

"He's not breathing…" I heard by grandpa say lowly.

"What…my baby" I screeched. "No …save my baby please" I tried getting up I needed to see him, I needed to touch him. But someone restrained me.

"We have to take him out of here…" I heard my grandpa say distantly then he was out of the room…along with my son.

Jacob was by my side his face buried in my hair.

"Jacob…what's going on, is he going to be ok?" I cried. I needed to see for myself I needed to get up. My baby was…dying. I needed to see him now.

I started to get up…I snatched the I.V. out of my arm…I ripped the tape from my chest and stomach, ignoring how weak and battered my body was.

"Nessie…stop…let them handle this…it is going to be ok" I could tell Jacob didn't believe his words as much as I didn't believe them…we couldn't be sure everything would be ok. His eyes were blood shot red and glossy…I knew he'd been crying just as much as I'd been.

"But…" I sobbed "He…he wasn't breathing…"

"I know…" he said distantly "Carlisle is doing everything he can…"

I wrapped my arms around Jacob's neck and cried profusely. I wanted to die, if my baby wasn't going to survive than neither was I.

"Ness…we have to stay strong" Jacob said in my ear "We have to stay strong for Edellah"

I lifted my head from his neck and I looked at him confused. "What…?" I said as my voice cracked.

"Edellah is happy and healthy …we have to stay strong for her" he said as he looked intently in my eyes.

"Edellah…?" it was all making sense now "Tw…twins…?" I stuttered.

Jacob looked slightly confused.

"I thought I dreamt it…she is real…?"

"Ness…yes…twins …I thought …"

"Oh my god" I interrupted…my voice was astonished as I tried to wrap my mind around it all "I thought when I blacked out…I thought I'd dreamt everything …she is really here?"

"Yes" Jacob smiled blissfully. But you could see the underlined pain in his eyes. It was hard to be overly excited.

Torn between two parallels the joy of having a healthy beautiful baby…and then having another baby sick…not knowing if he will survive.

The war within my mind and heart was wining against my sanity… my sobs turned into a loud whaling shriek. Why wasn't I allowed to be completely happy…why couldn't I just have this moment…this moment to be happy with my husband…with my baby…with my babies.

"Nessie…Shhh… its going to be ok…babe…" he sat in the bed next to me rocking me back and forth.

My mother entered the room; I looked up through my blinded eyes as the tears swam wildly down my face.

"I think someone wants to see you" she said lowly. And there cradled protectively in her arms was Edellah. My beautiful child that I thought was nothing but a figment of my imagination. I was dead wrong…she was so real…she was here and her brother was in the next room fighting to be here as well.

My mother walked in at a human pace…slowly placing Edellah in my arms.

I breathed her in; I counted each breath as she lie there sleeping with a small smile on her face.

I was unbelievable how much I loved her…how much I loved her brother. They were everything to me… I could feel it in the depths of my bones in the open light of my being.

"Hi Edellah…its momma" I whispered, my voice still trying to recover from the crying "You didn't tell us about your brother" I tried to smile but failed.

I knew that she understood when I spoke to her; I knew that Edellah was well beyond the knowledge base of a newborn child.

"Edellah…did you play with your brother?" I whispered. Her smile grew wide as her eyes fluttered open, her beautiful brown eyes tucked perfectly behind her thick eye lashes.

"Was your brother playing when momma told you it was time to come home?"

Her smile disappeared as her bottom lip started to quiver.

My heart sank…she loved her brother already…she knew something was wrong.

My tears started to swim down my cheeks and neck as I wanted nothing more than to hold my son…to let him know that everything would be ok.

What Jacob said ran through my mind…we had to be strong for Edellah. My first duty as a mother will be to make her feel comforted. Her low cry started to pick up.

"Shhh…you can help momma and daddy pick a name for your brother" I whispered in her ear. She stopped crying and faced me. She held eye contact with me as I tried with all my might to smile through the pain.

Edellah was very perceptive she picked up on vibes very well…I knew she was still worried about how I was feeling…about how we were all feeling.

"Jacob…mom…?" I looked up "What do you think?"

"I don't know babe its up to you" Jacob smiled as he caressed Edellah's cheek with his index finger.

"Mom…?"

Her eyes finally lifted from Edellah's face as she answered.

"What if you named him after Jacob…" her voice was very calm.

I turned to face Jacob "I don't mind calling him JJ" I smiled; referring back to a conversation we'd had weeks ago.

"He looks like a Jacob" Jacob smiled. I turned to face Edellah again as she scanned the room looking at her grandmother Bella then to her daddy then back to me where a big smile brimmed across her plump face.

"You want to name him after daddy? You like that Idea?" I asked her as I combed through her thick black curls with my fingers trying to get them out of her face.

She smiled shaking her head back and forth grabbing my index finger tightly with her hand. She didn't like the idea.

She was amazing.

She was irrevocably and unequivocally amazing.

"I need to see him" I said as I still stared into Edellah's beautiful eyes.

"Ness…I think…"

"I need to see him" I interrupted Jacob; looking deeply in his eyes. I handed Edellah to him and proceeded to slide off of the bed. The pain ran like shock waves through my body but I needed to see my baby before it was…too late.

My mother held my arm steady as we slowly walked to the next room.

As I turned the corner I stood at the door way all I could see were my grandpa and my father hovering over a small bed. I took a closer step and saw him…my son.

He was frail, I could see his rib cage where his skin seemed transparent…his pigment almost blue… he was half the size –if that- of Edellah. He had tubes in his little arms and nose. He had beautiful long black hair…not curly like his sisters.

His mouth was slightly gaping as he tried his hardest to breathe on his own.

I started to tremble falling weakly into my mother's arms. My cries were muffled in her shirt as she held me.

"Baby…its ok…its ok…"

What else could she say…my son was going to… die… and somehow I knew it was my fault.

He needed to be ok. I needed to touch him…before he…

"I need to hold him" I choked out. I lifted my self from my mother and walked in the room slowly.

"I have to hold him" my voice was gargled and pained. I was like a zombie the only thing in the room I could focus on was this beautiful baby…this beautiful baby who looked just like his daddy.

I had to hold him.

"Physical contact wouldn't hurt…in some cases it helps" grandpa said solemnly.

Grandpa carefully picked up the baby.

He gently placed him in my arms.

"Hi" my voice shaky with the sobbing "Momma loves you so much" I whispered.

He didn't move his chest heaved in quickly once. "Everybody loves you so much…everything is going to be ok" I sniffled trying to force myself to believe my own words. "I'm always going to be with you…ok..?"

I placed a soft kiss on his forehead. Then I held him close to my heart ducking my head just above his as my tears became uncontrollable again. I felt hands on my back, I wasn't sure who, but they tried to comfort me as I held him protectively in my arms.

I didn't want to let him go…I couldn't put him down…I wanted to hold him right up until he…

Suddenly a loud quickened beep went off. The baby was quickly out of my arms.

"What's happening" I screamed

"He is not getting enough oxygen" my grandpa put a small mask on his face, gently pushing down on the baby's chest with his pinky finger.

I felt so hopeless there was nothing I could do but stand there and watch my baby… die.

I was his mother and I couldn't do anything to help him.

My cries were drowned out by a loud… long… flat… beep.