Woo! I finally found my muse! This is by far the longest chapter at 5,275 words! So enjoy and I apologize for it taking so long.

~Renesmee's POV~

I giggled as Jake picked me up and set me on top of the counter. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he continued his sweet assault on my mouth. His tongue traced my lower lip, a silent plea for entrance. I allowed his mouth to open mine, our tongues doing a wild tango that knocked the breath from me.

After a minuet he pulled back and leaned his forehead against mine, our breathing hard and labored. When he would have stepped away, I wound my legs around his thighs pinning him to me with a saucy grin. I licked my lips and his gaze followed the movement.

Jake's eyes turned a darker shade of brown and his mouth curved into a mischievous smirk before he captured my kiss swollen lips with his. I ran my hands through his black locks that felt like silk running through my fingers, holding his head to mine. One of Jake's hands was burning a hole through the fabric of my jeans where it rested on my waist, his other cradling my jaw. The gentle kiss turned fierce and fervent. I held on tighter never wanting this to end.

The hand that had been on my waist moved to my face. He pulled away and I whimpered causing him to laugh lightly, his cool breath hitting my face. Jacob kissed my mouth lightly and playfully rubbed my nose with his. "I love your mouth," he murmured huskily, his breathing ragged and uneven. He trailed his lips down my neck and I shivered, holding his head to me. "I could kiss you forever."

It took a long time to be able to bring air into my lungs. "Then why did you stop." It came out more as a command to carry on rather then a question.

My hands moved to the nape of his neck and pulled his head to mine for another sweet and gentle kiss. I tugged on his upper lip impishly, my fingers playing with the hair at the crown of his head. I felt him chuckle and open his mouth to mine meeting my tongue with his, a war in the making. His hands pulled mine away from his hair and he intertwined our fingers but kept them locked around his neck

I vaguely heard footsteps enter the kitchen, the murmur of voices but I was a bit busy at that moment. The kiss turned so unbearably sweet that my mind was swimming with the taste of my werewolf, the masculine scent of him invading my senses and making me dizzy. I wasn't having anymore of the tenderness and I pulled my hands from his, grabbing his head with them and turning the kiss to a higher level. He growled and placed his hands on my lower back to pull me closer.

I heard a very male voice gasp from behind Jake. "Oh God!" Emmett shrieked. "Quick Bella! Cover your eyes before they burn into ashes!"

I pulled away from Jake, my cheeks so hot they hurt. I saw Emmett grinning and my mother shook her head.

"Emmett," Jake said darkly, his breathing just as strenuous and ragged as mine.

Emmett held his hands up in an attempt at innocence. "There were young eyes in the room."

I stifled my laugh into my palm and my mom glared at me. "Young? I'll show you young," she threatened and tackled him to the ground, the house shaking with the force of it.

While they continued with their mock wrestling match, Jake leaned down and kissed me again, his hands in my bronze curls.

Someone cleared their throat and I groaned exasperatedly. Pulling back, I saw my father jerking Emmett off of my mother yet he was looking at Jacob and me. "Don't you two have somewhere to be?"

I let my head fall onto Jake's shoulder. "Maybe," I answered childishly. The truth was I didn't want to face Charlie or Billy. What if they murdered me? Or Charlie shot Jake?

My dad laughed. "If he did that, I would be sad to have missed it," he said in reference to my thoughts.

I groaned again.

"Renesmee," my dad tried appease while he dusted my mom off and yanked Emmett up from the linoleum. "Everything will be fine. And I promise that if Charlie takes Jake to jail, I will bail him out."

"Thank you," I said.

"The next day," he continued.

I scowled at him over Jake's shoulder. "Thanks," I muttered sarcastically.

"No problem."

Jacob stepped back and leaned against the counter beside me, his hand massaging the nape of my neck. I was surprised when it started soothing my tense muscles. "Are you and Bella going with us to Charlie's?"

"Of course," my mother replied shooting a murderous glower at Emmett who just grinned at her so wide his lips should've met his ear. Or at least have his face crack like dried out clay.

"We should get going then," Jake said. He moved in front of me and lifted me from the counter, his hands holding my waist even when my feet had already met with the floor. I smiled at him and he leaned down for a quick kiss.

My dad cleared his throat again. "Ok then." He walked out with my mother trailing behind him. "I'm never going to get used to that," I heard him mutter.

"Used to what?" my mother inquired.

"To the constant kissing. I still feel like I should beet his face in for it."

I laughed inwardly at their conversation and held Jacob's hand while we walked out to my father's shinny silver Volvo.

On the drive over to my grandfather's house, I couldn't tear my gaze from the surroundings. Forks was as beautiful as it was the day we left. The trees where tall, the leaves a dark green even in fall. Here and there a tree would stand out from the rest, its leaves orange and yellow, some falling to litter the base of the trunk. The sky was gray, the air clean and smelled of the raindrops that were gently drizzling.

We stopped in front of Chief Swan's house and I took a huge gulf of air. If anyone should be more nervous then I was, it would be my mother who looked like she was about to start hyperventilating. I bit the inside of my lip and got out. I rubbed my stomach trying to get rid of the queasiness that came with the package of being pregnant.

Jake grabbed my hand and we walked up to the door with my parents. My mother knocked on the door apprehensively and I saw the curtains move ever so slightly. The door swung open and I saw Charlie grinning, his curly brown hair and smiling brown eyes locked with my mother's.

"Bells!" he yelled and hauled her into a big bear hug, seeming to be oblivious to the coldness of her vampric skin.

"Hi Dad," she greeted, her voice holding more confidence.

Charlie looked past her after glancing at Edward briefly. I saw my dad snicker silently behind his hand. "Nessie?" he asked, his voice sounding uneasy.

I nodded.

His face broke into an all out grin and he jerked me into a warm embrace that threatened to choke the life out of me. Jacob acted immediately.

He placed a hand on Charlie's chest, gently pushing him away from me. I frowned. "Careful there, Charlie," he warned. His deep baritone wasn't at all rude but it was more like a father telling his son to slow down while he was running.

"Jake," I whispered.

Charlie gave him a confused glance but stepped back into the house. "Okay. Well how about you four come in then."

My mother stepped in and went straight to the refrigerator. She opened the door and gasped. "Charlie!"

I peered in and saw that it was stocked with leftovers galore. "What?" I asked uncomprehendingly.

Charlie gave a nervous laugh and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, I don't really live alone anymore."

She turned around, her mouth gapping like a fish's.

Jake frowned. "Didn't I tell you?"

My mother looked over at him and shook her head.

"Ah, yeah, well Sue and Seth moved in leaving their house for Leah. Only Seth moved back in with her after high school. Said he couldn't stand our constant mushiness," Charlie said with a small chuckle. "Yeah, and I kinda asked her to marry me, too."

My mother covered her mouth with her hand and hugged him. "I'm happy for you, Dad."

"I could've sworn I told you," Jake garbled.

I tried not to gag, my stomach twisting painfully. "Do you have any saltines, Grandpa?" I asked trying not to get my hopes up. My stomach was getting worse. Jake came over and rubbed my neck again.

"Uhh, I don't know." He looked into a few cupboards and pulled a large box of saltines from the cabinet and I had to force myself not tear the box from his hands. He pulled out a small plastic package and tossed them to me. "Didn't know we had those," he said.

I tore them open and nibbled on one. I moved to the living room and sat down on the long couch. Jake sat next to me and grabbed my hand, running a soothing thumb in circles on the back of my hand.

My mother and father sat in the loveseat while Charlie relaxed into the recliner. "New furniture?" my mother asked causally.

"Yeah," he answered. "Sue brought them over from her house. Said mine were too old or something like that."

My mother laughed. "They were practically antique."

"They were not! They were just well loved."

"Whatever you say, Dad."

I moaned and leaned my head onto Jake's shoulder closing my eyes. I continued to nibble on the cracker but I could feel the sweat begin to dot my forehead and the back of my neck. I was only half a month in and I was already tired of being pregnant.

"What's wrong with her?" I heard Charlie ask softly, his voice giving his concern away.

"Well," Jacob replied. He began to play with the engagement ring on the third finger of my left hand that his father had given to him over the summer while he was staying in La Push. The one that had belonged to his mother. "Renesmee is… pregnant."

I cringed into Jake and he began rubbing my lower back. The silence was killing me and hid my face in the crook of his neck.

"Pregnant?" Charlie whispered.

I nodded and began nibbling on another saltine.

I finally got the courage to look up from my hiding place and met Charlie's gaze. "I'm fairly sure that forty-four is way too young to be a great-grandfather."

I squirmed a bit. "Yes well, it wasn't exactly planned," I whispered. "And besides, this will be my only chance. After their born, I won't be able to conceive again."

"Their, as in more then one?" he thundered.

I grimaced. "We're having, err, triplets," I said so quietly I wasn't even sure he could hear me. I couldn't even hear me over the noise rushing in my ears. My cheeks were so scarlet I was afraid to look at a mirror.

"Charlie-" my dad began.

"I'm…" my grandfather interrupted him. "I'm happy for you I guess. But I am too young. You're too young. Seven…" he trailed off.

"I know." And I did. I had been so scared that I was sure I would pee my pants at the very least. But I wasn't anymore, now I was more excited and happy. Anticipation thundered through my veins.

"Is that why you're getting married?" he inquired.

Jake answered him for me. "I would've married her anyway but the pregnancy did speed things up."

Charlie nodded, his eyes wary. The door suddenly opened and Sue Clearwater walked in, her arm's full or groceries. "Jacob!" she screeched.

Jake smiled and stood up along side my dad. "Need any help, Sue?" he asked.

"That would be sweet of the both of you." I couldn't help but notice her slight glare at my father but then again she has always been on rocky ground when it came to vampires and us Cullen's.

I clutched my stomach and instantly missed Jake's soothing rubs. I tossed another saltine into my mouth.

"Are you alright?" Charlie asked.

"Yeah," I murmured. "Morning. Sickness. Sucks."

He smiled then. "I remember Renee. She was really bad. Maybe that's where you got it from," he suggested.

Sue came over and handed me some water and toast. "Here. The toast should help settle your stomach."

Charlie did a very feminine gasp. "You knew?"

Sue grinned. "Of course. Seth and Leah told me. I promised to keep it a secret from you." She walked over to where he sat in is recliner and kissed the top of his head. She laughed when he pulled her onto his lap and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"What time is it?" my mother asked. I knew immediately that it was weird for her to see Charlie like that with Sue since as a vampire, she always knew what time is was.

"It's about one thirty. Why?" Sue asked.

"Because Jake and Nessie still have to see Billy and the twins today."

I shrunk back into the cousins.

Sue laughed. "Don't look so eager there, Renesmee. It'll be fine. Billy's been wanting another grandchild. Are you all staying here or going back to Hanover?"

"Staying," I said.

Just then my dad and Jacob came in shaking rain from themselves. They dumped the million bags onto the kitchen table and she got up from Charlie's lap to unload them. "Thank you boys. I miss having Seth and Leah around where they can just grab all the bags in one shot."

Jake grinned and kissed her cheek affectionately before coming over to me and pulling me to my feet. "Feeling any better?"

I shrugged. "Does it matter? We still have to go."

He laughed and kissed my nose. "Scaredy cat."

I lightly punched his gut. "Am not."

"Are we leaving?" my mother asked twenty minuets and five goodbyes later.

Jake nodded. "I told my dad we would meet all of them at Emily's for dinner which starts at four and it's now two."

"Can't we show up a little late?" I asked hopefully.

"Nope. C'mon, it'll be fine."

"Says you," I muttered.

I followed Jake after we said our final goodbyes and got into my dad's Volvo.

Jake grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers while he pulled away from my grandfather's house. "Why are you so nervous?"

"I don't know. I don't want you're family to hate me."

He raised a brow at me. "How could they hate you, Nessie?"

I threw my hands up into the air and counted off on my fingers. "One, I'm half vampire, not exactly the greatest baby werewolf maker. Two, I'm a Cullen. Three, they hate my mother and my father for having me. Four, they have already planned my demise – "

"That was before you were born."

" – as well as my mothers. Five – " He placed a finger on my lips to silence me. I hadn't even realized we were already there. He cut the engine.

"Shhh," he whispered. "They do not hate you. They were afraid of you and that's why they wanted you dead." He held up a hand to silence me when I opened my mouth. "And you should feel flattered that they were afraid of you."

I gave him a half-hearted smile. "Fine. I'll have dinner with them but only because I'm hungry."

I opened the door and stepped out. Jake all but ran to my side and kissed me soundly on the mouth. When he pulled away, I was gasping for breath. "What was that for?" I asked breathlessly.

He smiled crookedly. "For your bravery."

I snorted. "Thirty minuets ago I was a scardy cat."

"Yes, but now you are a brave one." He kissed me again, this time slow and tenderly.

Someone cleared their throat causing me to jump and bump my head against Jake's. Hard. I hissed and rubbed the throbbing ache.

"Jared," Jake growled. "Was that necessary?"

Jared rolled his eyes. "If I hadn't, you two would've been playing tonsil hockey out here forever."

I pulled my hand away and saw the blood. My stomach rolled and convulsed and I put my clean hand over my mouth.

Jacob's arms were around me instantly. "You never get sick from the sight of blood."

"Blame the babies," I accused darkly.

Jared balked. "Babies? As in your pregnant and with more then one?"

I nodded. "But don't tell anyone, we plan on doing that."

"Of course not." Suddenly he was smiling. "It should be amusing to see Sam's face."

I felt the blood drain from my face as those words settled over me. Sam's face… Oh God! I was dead meat!

~Jake's POV~

I could feel Nessie's trembling as we walked up the porch with Jared. I wanted to ask but her answer would be heard by everyone. Wolves had extraordinary hearing.

"Daddy!" a voice shrieked. A toddler around the age of two ran up and jumped into Jared's waiting arms.

"Hey there, baby girl," Jared said. He nuzzled her black hair causing her to squirm. He laughed and set her on the ground. She hugged his leg before she ran back to Kim who was helping Emily in the kitchen.

"She's gotten big," I said, referring to Lilly, Jared and Kim's daughter.

"Unca Jake!"

I looked down to see Rachel and Paul's little boy, Hayden. I picked the three-year-old up and tossed him onto my shoulders. "Hi ya Hayden. Hayden, this is your Auntie Nessie. Auntie Nessie, this is my nephew Hayden."

Nessie smiled and ruffled the boy's hair. "Hello nephew Hayden."

Hayden squealed and Rachel came down the hall. "Jakey!" She threw her arms around me and I smiled into her hair.

"Jeez, Rach. Miss me much?"

"Of course I did." She kissed my cheek and rubbed her very rounded stomach.

"Aren't you due this month?"

She shook her head and Nessie and I followed her into the living room. "Next month but I feel like I'll burst any second now. I swear its breeding season here in La Push. Kim and Jared are trying, Emily is pregnant again, and so are the two of you."

Renesmee stopped walking and her hand flew to her lower abdomen. "How did you know?" she whispered.

Hayden reached for Rachel from his perch on my shoulders and I allowed her to pull the child into her arms where he leaned onto her shoulder and fell asleep. "You're glowing, Nessie. But I won't tell anyone if you don't want me to."

She nodded furiously. "Okay. Secret is safe with me. Oh, and congrats."

"Thanks," I replied.

The small house had been added on to after we left for Hanover. Sam and the pack added a second story and made both the kitchen and living room bigger not to mention putting up a nursery for his and Emily's children. She was pregnant with her fourth.

The living room was painted a very inviting pale blue. Most of the pack and the children were outside while the imprints were inside. Even though the older ones were well over twenty-four, we acted more like kids then the newest members.

I kissed Nessie on the cheek and started for the sliding glass door that led to the new deck I helped Sam build over the summer.

Nessie grabbed my wrist and yanked me back to where she was standing. "Where are you going?" she hissed at me.

"Outside."

"Oh no you don't, Jacob Black. You better not leave me here by myself!"

I laughed at her red face but I heard the fear laced in her words. I kissed her lips lightly. "Don't worry. Nobody here hates you," I reminded her. "Rachel likes you, trust me."

"But…"

I shook my head. "No buts. You'll be fine."

I left without getting an answer from her but I did here her mutter a swear word. Outside I could see and hear the ocean beating against the sandy shore and I felt more at home then I had in a long while. The deck was made of oak with a high quality polished finish.

The pack that was childless stood on the deck talking while the dads played with their kids on the play set next to it. I leaned against the wood railing and watched as Paul pushed Hayden on a swing and Jared was going down the slide with a smiling Lilly on his lap. Sam's oldest, Nick, was chasing Kelsey while their youngest, Christopher, was playing in the sand box with a Tonka truck.

I realized then that that was what I was looking forward to. I had been just as scared as Renesmee, maybe even more so, when we found out. But now, I was so eager to see their faces and hold them in my arms.

Someone clapped a hand on my back and I turned around to see Sam. "It's good to see you back here, Jake."

I nodded and ran a hand through my hair. I had mostly forgiven Sam for what he had almost made me do once the pack learned that Bella was pregnant. But now that Renesmee was, I was begging to get a little unnerved. I looked back at the children with a wistful glance that I knew Sam saw as well as the other pack members, some new and some old.

"Ahh," Sam said.

I raised a questioning brow at him. "Nessie is pregnant." He stated.

I looked away, at the ocean and breathed in the salty air.

Sam chuckled. "Don't look so petrified, Jake. I sure was when Emily was pregnant with Nick, but it's all worth it. To hold them in your arms, it's the best feeling in the world."

I glanced back at him. "I know. But your kids weren't going to be hybrids. Mine are. Who knows how it'll be. Who knows if she'll even survive." I barley said the last part; my voice had been so quiet it was practically inaudible.

A silence fell upon the wolves and I knew what they were thinking. If Nessie died, we were all doomed.

~Nessie's POV~

Breathing? Check. Heart beating? Check. Moving? Nope. I tried to move but I was frozen to the spot, my feet glued to the hardwood floor, my arms glued to my sides. Who knew imprints would terrify me so. I had a terrible headache though I wasn't sure if it was because of hitting Jake's head with mine, or if it was due to the pregnancy.

Emily peered out of the kitchen doorway. "Renesmee? Are you all right? You're bleeding."

I tried to find my voice, but that too didn't seem to work. Jake was right, I was a scaredy cat. I gulped as she came towards me with a wet towel. She lightly dabbed my forehead, the cloth coming away with red blood. My stomach convulsed again and I swallowed and rubbed my hand over my stomach.

"Are you feeling queasy?"

I nodded, my throat tight.

"C'mon, I have crackers in the kitchen. No need to be afraid of us."

Oh God she knew! My eyes widened and I felt my cheeks and neck get hot from humiliation. "I'm sorry," I whispered.

She waved the words away with her hand. "Don't, I would be just as intimidated as you had I been in your shoes."

She sauntered back to the kitchen and I forced my rubbery legs to follow suit. The kitchen was pale green, the counters a black granite. The counters and island was piled high with a variety of different foods. All of the woman were cooking and dancing to an Elvis song. Emily moved swiftly through the globs of woman and came back to the archway where I stood with a box of saltines.

I smiled at her gratefully and took the box. I nibbled on a crack and watched them as the worked, laughing and joking. It felt kind of like I was intruding so I slowly backed my way out of the kitchen only to get caught by Rachel.

"No you don't," she said pulling me back in and placing me in front of a pot. "Stir this," she instructed.

I did as she asked and stirred the pot. "What is this?"

"That, my dear, is pasta sauce," Kim said while she rolled up burritos.

"How much food are we making?"

"Honey, there are twelve wolves here. We are making lots," Leah answered. I hadn't even noticed she was there.

Suddenly arms were wrapped around my waist. "Smells good," Jacob said in my ear.

I laughed. "All I did was stir. You know I can't cook."

He shook his head. "Which is a surprise what with how good Bella cooks."

I shrugged. "When you grow up with Esme and my mother, you never get a chance to do so."

He began kissing my neck. "Stop that." I tried to sound strict but it came out with a small giggle causing the affect to be useless.

I became aware of the looks from the girls and I felt my face get red. I turned around ready to scold him but he kissed me instead. My body turned pliant against him, molding itself to his body.

I heard Rachel cluck her tongue and I pulled away to see her swatting Jacob. "No kissing in the kitchen. Get gone boy!"

He chuckled and gave me one last kiss before being pushed out the door by his older sister. She turned back to me and pointed at the pot. "Stir," she commanded but I could detect the happiness laced within her demand and I knew I had been accepted. So instead of complaining, I went back to stirring.

***

The food was amazing. I wasn't surprised though. The girls made a great team and with the music and dancing and joking it was much more pleasant then I had predicted. Afterwards I played with Hayden and Lily. I read a book to Kelsey and Nick and Claire who was ten years old. They conked out in my lap about fifteen minuets in. I held sweet little Christopher in my arms while I fed him his bottle and burped him over my shoulder. I hadn't realized how natural it all felt until I was in the car with Jake and headed back to the house.

I changed into my silk pajamas and glanced at the bed where Jacob lay watching me. I sat down at my vanity and brushed out my hair. Jake got up and came up behind me. "What?" I asked.

"You're just really beautiful. You blind me." He began to plait my curls.

"What are you doing?"

He smirked. "Playing with your hair."

I rolled my eyes and stood up. "C'mon, I'm tired."

He pouted but followed me over to my large four-poster bed. I climbed in and he did the same. I curled myself to his side and laid my head on his rock hard, russet colored chest. I closed my eyes and he rubbed my back. "You were amazing today."

"With what?" I mumbled, my eyes leaden with weariness.

"With the kids. You looked so natural that I couldn't tear my gaze away from you. I was hypnotized." I could hear the pride in his voice. He lifted a tendril of my hair and brought it to his nose.

I snuggled closer. "Were you worried that I was going to make a bad mother?"

"No! Of course not! It's just that not everyone has the instinct you do."

I smiled into his chest. "Mmhmm."

"You do. You amaze me," he insisted.

I pated my stomach with my hands. "Good to know."

I felt his lips brush my hair. "Nessie?" he asked.

But I was already asleep.

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