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"Heard what?" I questioned as my sleepy eyes meet his glare.

"Him!" My dad exclaimed as he gently touched my stomach.

"Whoa!" I shouted, "What's he saying?"

"He doesn't say anything. He thinks."

"Well fine then. What's he thinking?"

I was surprised my dad could hear him, not that I doubted his talents. I knew he could read everyone except my mom. Lucky. But I thought that if Carlisle couldn't see him on the ultrasound then there would be no way dad would hear him. I was wrong, apparently.

"He's uncomfortable with all the stress you've been in for the last few days. It makes him stressed too. He can tell that you're in pain too. He doesn't like that very much. He's worried that he'll accidently hurt you, and he doesn't want that to happen. He loves you. He doesn't like it when you're unhappy. And he…" My dad paused and made a disgusted face.

"He what?" I pushed. I thought about what my dad said. I was stressing EJ out too. That moment tried to breathe deeply and clear my head. I wanted him to be as comfortable as possible. He didn't need to feel all the pain and worry I felt. I tried to calm down for his sake. And then I thought about what else my dad said. He said that EJ loved me. He loved me and he wasn't even born. But I knew that I loved him more. I loved him more than any creature could ever love anything. He was only a few days old and I was wrapped around his tiny fingers. There was an actual person inside of me. Well, I guess he's not a person but it had the same effect.

"Well," my dad paused again. "He loves his dad too." He made another face and shook his head. "I have no idea why."

I rolled my eyes and chuckled.

"I love you too little guy," I whispered to my belly. "So very much."

My dad chuckled as he kissed my forehead.

"I love you Renesmee. Don't ever forget that. I'll always be here for you." He said as he adjusted himself to kneel by the side of my bed. "For both of you." He rested his arms on the mattress.

"Dad," I whispered as I turned on my side to face him, "Do you think what Billy said was true? Like, are they going to try to kill me?"

I saw my dad tense up. He sighed.

"I honestly don't know what to think." He shook his head. "Billy didn't make up that story to scare you into doing anything. He did in fact hear the legend from his father. But that does not mean that it is true. But that doesn't mean anything. His father could have easily made it up. However, the story would be justified by what happened today, but I don't believe it. I'm not taking any chances though. If what Billy said was true, then I don't want you around any of the pack. And I'd prefer if you would stay out of the reservation as well."

"Are you kidding me? Dad, I can't just not go to the reservation! It's like my home! And the pack is like my family. Besides, Jake lives there too. And like, I need to see him. Unless he doesn't count as 'part of the pack'. "

My dad dropped his head onto the bed and spoke into the sheets.

"As much as I would love for you not to see Jacob, I guess you're safe with him. He didn't hurt you today. As for the others, I'm not so sure. You might be able to visit them once and I while if someone else is with you like me or Emmett. But definitely not by yourself. And not until the baby is born."

I groaned threw my head against the pillow.

"But like I said, I won't let anything happen to you, Nessie." He said as he raised his head. "So you don't need to worry. You have an entire family of vicious vampires to protect you." He joked. "Besides, I know how Jake feels about you. And after what he did today, I know he wouldn't let anything hurt you. He would gladly give his life to save yours. Which reminds me, I do need to thank him for that. For saving you. I don't know what I would have done if you were no longer with us." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I don't even want to think about it."

I reached out and touched his hand.

"Dad, don't worry. I'm fine now, really. Besides, I couldn't leave you. I couldn't leave my family. Especially after what happened the day before, it would be a terrible way to end things."

My dad squeezed my hand, lifted it to his mouth and kissed it.

"You don't even know how much you mean to me, Renesmee. I used to think that I could love nothing more than I loved your mother. But as soon as I saw you; 8 pounds 3 ounces, 20 inches long; I knew that I was wrong. You are the most important thing in my life, and I'll let nothing happen to you."

I smiled at him. He was such an emotional man, more emotional than my mother and I combined. But I loved him like that. I wouldn't want to have one of those dads who is always at work and only talks to you when he wants you to pass the salt or something. I had the perfect dad.

I smiled at him and laughed. "You'll always be my number one man."

"And you're always my number one girl." He chuckled as he stood up. He leaned over my bed and kissed my forehead. "Get some sleep. You're all drugged up on pain meds. I'm surprised you're still awake right now." He smiled at me as he started walking toward the door. He quickly spun back around to look at me.

"Oh, and one more thing," he said. "Jacob said something today that caught my attention."

Oh god. What could it be now? I tried to put on a poker face like I had no idea what he was about to say.

"What, dad?" I had an innocent tone to my voice.

"Fiancé?" He had a horrified look on his face. I

I took a deep breath; I was going to have some explaining to do.

"Well, yeah, but dad I-"

"I think it's a great idea." He smiled.

My jaw dropped and my eyes were about to come out of my face. What the hell just happened? What about the whole 'you knocked up my daughter therefore you shall die' attitude? All I could do was lay there frozen as I tried to get words to come out of my mouth. Nothing but mindless babble.

He laughed and turned toward the door again. "Goodnight, Ness." He shut the door before I could actually say something in any recognizable language.

The room became dark. The only light came from underneath my door and the light of the moon shinning in my window on the far right side of the room. I heard the front door shut, my dad must have left. Now I was all alone in the dark house. I didn't like being alone. I wasn't really used to it. With a huge family and over protective parents, I never really had a moment to myself. Most importantly, I hated being alone because it gave me time to think. And I hated that because I my thoughts always got me in trouble. I would think about certain things, make assumptions, and freak myself out. Yeah, that's generally how it went down.

So, as predicted, I started thinking. I thought about what had happened today. I thought about poor Paul. I thought about how guilty he must of felt. I thought about the myth I was told. I really wanted to know if it was true or not. I didn't want to lose my baby. I would give anything to make sure he had a safe and healthy life. And the worst part was I had a terrible day dream. It was more like a night mare, but I was awake. So, I guess it was a day mare. Anyway, I was standing in the field when suddenly the wolfs came from nowhere and ripped me limb from limb. They took EJ away from me. He was screaming and tears were pouring out of his beautiful brown eyes. I gasped and shook my head. I was horrified that I would even picture that happening. I rearranged my body awkwardly so I was lying on my back again. I must have done something wrong because I sharp pain ran up and down my spine. I shrieked in pain. I wasn't a pussy so if something made me scream; it had to be intense pain. Which it was. On a scale from 1 to 10 it was one billion to the seventh power.

I laid there, helplessly, for a few seconds sobbing and screaming for help. I knew I was too far away from the main house for anyone to hear me, but I was in too much pain to reach for my phone.

I heard my bedroom door fly open.

"Renesmee!" Jake screamed as he ran to my side. "What's wrong!"

"Jake!" I cried. "My back."

"Your-I- I'm taking you to Carlisle!" He said instantly as he put his hands underneath me, about to pick me up.

"No!" I shrieked. He immediately removed his hands. "Moving makes it worse!"

Jake was crying. "Nessie, what happened? Please, what can I do?"

"I was just laying here and in felt like someone stabbed me with four hundred knives." I was still sobbing and screaming as I spoke. The pain started to slowly fade; I could barely tell the pain was decreasing though. "Just. Just let me lay here for a few seconds. It'll go away. Hopefully."

"I can't just sit here watching you scream in pain!" He protested.

` "Please, Jake, just trust me. Movement is going to make it worse."

I closed my eyes and started to make deep, uneasy breaths. I felt Jake climb into bed with me. Since I was laying on the far left side there was plenty of room for him. He wrapped his arms across my chest and pulled himself toward me. I tried to man up for Jake. I silenced my sobs and focused on not letting any screams escape from my mouth. My eyes were still watering uncontrollably. I reached above me to grab my wooden headboard. I squeezed it as hard as I could. I could feel the wood shifting under my hands. When I couldn't take the pain anymore I let out a tiny whimper.

Jake started kissing the tears off my face. And telling me the pain would stop soon. I wished that would happen.

After a few minutes, the pain had subsided enough that I released my grip on my headboard and I could relax my mouth. Now it only felt like there were two knives inside me. I started to breath uneasily.

"Okay." I whispered. "It's all good."

"What was that?" Jake asked.

"I don't know. But it was bad. Worst pain I've ever been in." I was still trying to recover from the incident.

"Well, what do you think caused it?"

"I honestly have no idea, but it's over. That's all that matters." I carefully rolled my head over so it was touching Jacob's. I closed my eyes.

"How are you not bothered by this? You could have- I don't know. It could have been really serious." Jake asked.

"Well, what do you want me to do? Scream and run around?"

"More like go see Carlisle."

"Jake, please, I'm fine. Really I am. At least let me wait for tomorrow. I don't want to move again."

"Fine." He agreed. "But I'm not leaving your side again. I thought I was going to lose you again."

I groaned. "What is with everyone thinking I'm so fucking fragile? I'm tough. I gots me some man muscles."

Jake chuckled under his breath and sighed.

I continued to recover from my spasm that seemed to have lasted forever. I had no idea what caused it, but I knew it wasn't good. I didn't want to scare Jake so I put on a happy face. When really, inside I was screaming. Worried for the life of my un born child. I was hoping the pain was the aftershock from when Paul mauled me. But I knew that wasn't it. How could like aftershock hurt worse than the actual event? I didn't know. I was going to need to talk to Carlisle tomorrow. Alone. I didn't know how I'd be able to get my dad and Jacob away from me for that long though.

"I guess I should let you get some sleep." Jacob finally said.

"But I'm not tired." I lied.

"Nessie, please. Don't be so stubborn, just for one night?"

"Impossible." I smiled.

He suddenly and fiercely pressed his hot lips to mine. Our lips synchronizing. He kissed me passionately for a good two minutes. My tongue traced his lower lip. Jake was the only person I had kissed and ever will kiss. It feels like I've done this a million times, when only a few days ago we said we loved each other. And a passed out. And we kissed for the first time. And we had sex. Then got pregnant. Unfortunately he pulled away and looked me square in the eyes.

"Please?" He asked again. "Get some sleep. You freak me out."

"Fine. Only because you're so damn sexy and I love you." I teased.

Jake laughed at me. "I love you too, Renesmee. And I'm so glad you're okay. Really I am. And we have a lot to talk about. But whatever I say is going to go in one ear and out the other tonight, so I'll wait until morning. Or afternoon in your case."

"Goodnight, Jacob. I love you so much." I said as I laid my head on his burning chest.

"Goodnight, Nessie. I love you more." He sighed as he stroked my hair.

A few minutes passed. I was almost asleep when I decided to speak.

"Jake?" I whispered.

"Hmm?"

"I'm scared."

"Me too, Nessie." He answered quietly. "Me too."