Chapter 21

Nessie's point of view

New Years Eve…

The water came to my chin as I sunk down into the bathtub. It was New Years Eve. It was my first New Years since I was attacked and I'm stuck at home. Others were out with friends, shooting fireworks, spending time with their loved ones, partying till dawn while I was at home. Pregnant.

After Jacob and I stayed out all night, Grandpa put me on bed rest. I begged I would listen and be a good girl if he let me go back to the cottage. The smell was getting to me, Jacob and I couldn't have one moment alone to mend what we've destroyed. They made me feel like I was useless-including Jacob. I couldn't get out of bed without somebody trying to help me. I did need help for doing some things but their definition of help and my definition was two different things. But after the news I received, I wasn't in the mood for celebrating.

Carlisle did one of his many test and found that my son was the weaker twin. Now granted, all three of us were weak but Sage was close to the point of no return. Grandpa reassured that everything would be okay. One baby has to be more dominant than the other. He would monitor then just a little bit closer now. I agreed because my two angels depended on me; but how can you fight when you feel so useless? Jacob doesn't know how I feel-or at least I don't think he does. He would take my family's side. It was amazing how everything could change between then and now.

I ran a hand through my bouncy curls. I liked how it felt a hundred pounds lighter. I like how my ringlets were wild and free. I like how I can just run my fingers through my hair and go-when I actually leave this prison. I like the change. It was different. It was me. I use to care about what people thought. I still do. I want everybody to be happy about my twins coming soon. I wanted them to be happy about everything. I'm just so tired of trying to make everybody want to be happy.

I scrubbed my hair and body clean and took the time to relax even more. I started to think about my Jacob and I. I love the night that we spent away. The pizza shack, the car ride, the meadow, watching him sleep as the meds Grandpa gave him wore off. How the stress caught up with him and he fell asleep mid sentence. I loved when he came home and tried to kiss me right in front of my family as if he didn't care. I loved how he held me while I cried. I loved his flash of embracement when I showed him the crazy stuff he did. I just simply loved the way he loved me.

But I hated calling Jake a liar. I hated I had to see my babies when I wanted to give them up just to get Jacob back. It was so stupid to think getting rid of my miracles would get him back. I couldn't make him love me if he didn't. I would regret that decision of making him do something he didn't want to do for the rest of my eternity. I'm trying not to cower away. I couldn't do that anymore. I couldn't do that and be a mother. I'm suppose to protect my children not hide behind them.

But what if something happen? What if Grandpa couldn't save but one? What if he had to choose between saving Sage and Grace or me? I hoped the answer would be to save Sage and Grace. Jacob wouldn't like it but if it was needed I would want the twins to have a chance to live their life rather than me live mine. Just what if all three of us don't survive? Jacob looses everything if we all go. If I go then he goes too. I just had to make him promise me if something happens to me and he's the only one left to last as long as he can just for the twins. That's all I ask.

And what about the Volturi? What if they're coming to destroy us all? They use my children as an excuse for our execution. Is that what my family is worried about? Is that why they all want to try and see if anything changed for the use? I didn't see the point in it. Aro's still going to use the point that they are one of a kind. They're a danger. We all need to die because Sage and Grace are strange, deadly beings. So many things could go wrong. This could rip away everything I was fighting for to keep. I just had to make sure I could hold on to us for as long as it takes.

I realized I was dozing off when my night owl moved. I was actually suppose to sleep but it's hard when you have one kids actually relaxing during the night while the other one does back flips. I knew that was how it was going to see. One would sleep like he's suppose to and the other would be up at all hours of the night. Jacob can have that shift. He stays up late anyway so he might as well.

I started to figure out the kicks between the two. When Kaleb would visit me, Grace would instantly move. That was the stronger kick. Sage would move but it would be light and gentle. It worried me now knowing that my son was the weaker one. Believe me, I would rather both of them be strong and healthy, but when you're given the ultimatum that one might die than who do you choose? Save one and let the other one die? Oh well, Renesmee, you have at least one kid's life to screw up. Really?

While I was getting out of the tub, I felt both Sage and Grace kick me hard. It made me loose my footing, and instead of falling on the floor, I fell back in the bathtub.

"Really? Both of you?" I said to my stomach. I saw Jacob's shadow right above me and I jumped back in surprise.

"I'm fine. I just slipped and…" I tried to get up but at the angle I fell my stomach got in the way so I was stuck, "I think I'm stuck." I finished, trying to wiggle my way out.

It made me feel even worse. I'm useless. I'm fat. I'm a coward and I am a idiot. I'm not prepared for my twins to come this March. Jacob doesn't see to worried about it but I was. I didn't want him to be rushed into choosing a college but we really needed to figure out where to live.

Personally, I didn't want to be a mother and still live under my parents rule. I'm four. I look about twenty or so, and I was about to become a mother. Doesn't that rank me as a woman? I'm glad everybody wanted to be there to help us any way they can. I just wanted my own life with my children and my Jake.

Jacob picked me up and helped me stand. "Are you hurt-"

"I'm fine." I reassured. "I thought you were patrolling?" I went to grab my robe but Jacob did it for me. I tried to hide my hurt as I slipped it on and mumbled thanks. I knew he was just meaning to do good but I could do something. I wanted too.

I walked into the bedroom and sat down on the bed. I played with my bracelet as Jacob leaned against the wall. I wondered how long he was here and never bothered to let me know.

"There's one of the many kids we're watching that I'm worried about." Jake answered. Was that all he was going to give me?

"So you just left me to watch one of the many kids that are going to phase?" I questioned. I actually thought he just slipped out for a few hours to celebrate New Years. I felt guilty for thinking it. "I thought you back out of the stalking?"

"I did but when the kid has a temper problem already, wouldn't watch him too?" Jacob spat. I looked away to hide my hurt, knowing there was more to this story.

"Another Paul?"

"Even worse." I shivered. "Paul was just cocky-sometimes even bipolar. He still has crazy moments. This kid…I'm even worried about the younger ones. I'll probably stick him with me while he's still fresh."

Jacob sat down beside me and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Is it his age?" I asked. He has been worried about that a lot lately. They seem to be phasing younger and younger. It made him worry about his two.

"No. He's sixteen. But…he's ruthless, Ness. His dad died of cancer a few months ago. The mom's depressed. He'll fight anybody."

"So…"

"If he's ruthless now, what do you think when he has the werewolf temper. He'll be stronger, faster, more cockier. Grace around isn't going to help either."

"Why did you have to watch him though?"

"He was in a fight with some idiots from Seattle. Me, Kaleb, and Quil went to stop it when he pulled out the knife," I could see Jake's corners of his mouth start to go up, "on the Chief."

I gasped. "Are you-"

"A knife is basically useless on me, Ness. You should know that. I just had to let him know-and the other idiots-that I was the wrong person to fight."

I laid my head on his shoulder. I grabbed his hand and laid it on my stomach. Both Sage and Grace were wide awake now, feeling their daddy was home. "They missed you." I showed Jacob, hoping this would make him feel better. There was more to the story about the ruthless sixteen year old.

"At least they did."

I slapped Jacob on the shoulder. "I missed you." I accused.

"Well how about you shut up and kiss me instead of a slap on the shoulder?"

"I'll see what I can do." I brought my lips to Jacob's and kissed him. I was about to pull away when Jacob pressed further. It shocked me so that I forgot to pull away.

Unfortunately, I had to pull away because of a yawn. "I'm sorry." I yawned again.

Jacob pushed me down on the bed. "Get some sleep, Ness." he laughed.

I nodded. "Stay with me." I begged. I hated myself for wanting sleep so bad when Jake needs me. But I also needed Jacob.

He laid down beside me and I curled up right next to him. I closed my eyes and felt Jacob press a kiss on the crown of my head. I fell asleep to the flutter of my twins and the beat of Jacob's heart.

~~~~~ Forever Ours ~~~~~

I woke up to see the sun hit me smack in the eyes. New Years Day. I felt guilty that I slept right through everything but it wouldn't be no difference when I couldn't do anything anyway. It's a new year. That means new chances-or probably not. The old year is out and the new one is in. You can forget about your past mistakes and you're left to screw up this year. I'm not so lucky.

I was still in my robe I realized but had no Jacob. I thought he could have fallen asleep next to me. Maybe he did and just got up a little bit earlier. Maybe he was worried about the kid that was about to phase. It wasn't the only one. There was several. Some young, some older than sixteen. It worried Jacob. About his tribe, his brothers, but I think the main reason was Sage and Gracie.

Jacob was also torn between his responsibilities of the tribe and pack and with me. He didn't know which was more important to do. To be with his baby mama or to be with his brothers.

I sat up on my elbows, feeling a soft little movement. I assumed one was awake and the other was asleep as usual. Maybe our little nicknames actually do fit.

"Morning to you, too." I said to my big stomach, rubbing it.

January first…a year ago everybody was wondering if I would wake up from my coma or not. I'm sure they didn't think afterwards I would become pregnant and try to rebuild a relationship with the man who's heart I broke. I didn't deserve this. All of it. Jacob, the twins we are not prepared for. It's crunch time now.

I got out of bed and walked down the hall. Is it me or do I feel like I'm wobbling? If I'm not now then I know I'll eventually be doing so.

I walked to the dining room, hearing Jacob's mutters and growls. It had me worried. What was he doing?

Jacob sat on one of the oak wood chairs. I could see papers scattered all over the table. I walked up behind his chair and wrapped my arms around his neck. I peeked over his shoulder to see what he was so aggravated about. Come to my realization, he was doing applications. College applications!

"Sorry." Jake mumbled.

I kissed his cheek and projected what he was apologizing for.

"For waking you up." he answered. He took a long, deep breathe and went back to working. "You know this has been my third pen to write with."

I noticed he had ink on his hands and laughed. "You didn't wake me up; and you need to relax. You're not going to tell them your whole life story." I leaned my head further to kiss his cheek again. For some reason my throat was burning. This time I wasn't getting sick.

I walked in front of him and curled myself in Jacob's lap. I started to help him when he got stuck. "So what schools are you applying too?"

Jacob shifted through his papers. "JC on the reservation, Oregon State, Alaska, WSU, and…"

"And…" I pressed further.

"Don't laugh."

"Cross my heart."

"Dartmouth and Yale." Jacob admitted with embarrassment. He reminded me of a kid who admitted he cheated on a test.

"In what?" I asked. Again, Jacob's face flushed red.

"Engineering, business, and architecture."

Jacob looked at me like I might laugh but I never did. I could only smile. My Jacob was perfect at anything. "You know, it's going to be hard to choose from when all the schools accept you."

He rolled his eyes. "You sound so sure of me."

"Because I know you can do it. I have complete faith in you. Sage and Grace have faith in you. Everybody knows, Jacob, that you can do this. Stop worrying about if going to college will affect things. Think about yourself for a while."

"I can't. How can I juggle-"

"We both know you can. You can control the pack elsewhere. That's why you have that position called Beta. Somebody can manage the tribe while your gone, and the babies…there is so many people that would want to keep them that we'll barely have them." I laughed. "Now. What do you need help with?"

Jacob nodded and help up a piece of blank paper. "Extracurricular activities."

"I'm assuming WSU?"

"You got it."

I bit my lip. He picked this school because he wanted to be close to home. Jacob said that WSU wasn't his choice. His sister went. Almost all of the pack is enrolling into that school. He wanted to try something knew.

I sat back against his chest and rubbed my stomach. College wasn't going to be hard for Jacob period. But it was my job to support him through anything. It didn't bother me that we weren't going together like both of us wanted. I wouldn't change where I'm at now. I'll go someday.

I grabbed a piece of loose leaf paper and took Jacob's pen from his tense hand. "Let's see…Leader of the Quileute Tribe, worked at a store when you were fifteen, rebuilt a house, rebuilt a Volkswagon Rabbit-sold for twenty-five grand. Rebuilt a Harley Davidson-sold for eighteen hundred. Rebuilt '63 Mustang GT-sold for forty grand. Do I go on?" I listed.

"Yeah. I've did more than just that. I know you can do better." Jacob leaned back against the chair and put his hand on my stomach and kissed the spot above my ear.

"Okay…Alpha of a mythological shape-shifting wolf pack, imprinted on a half vampire, soon to be father of twins." I continued to list, holding it up in his face.

"One, you forgot I was my father's caretaker. Two, if they see that I'm a werewolf who imprinted on my halfway natural enemy, I can kiss my chances good-bye. They'd either see it as a joke, think I was crazy-which I am so they won't be lying, or I was some punk who did it after one to many to drink." Jacob laughed, bawling up the paper.

"Just trying to help." I shrugged.

"Thanks."

Jacob went back to work with me still on his lap. I brought my knees up to my chest as he rested his hand on my stomach. I started to do my best to distract him like he use to do when I did homework. I would kiss his cheek, turn his head to pay attention to my lips, kiss his neck. I knew I was winning but Jacob was putting up a good fight too.

"You know, this is doing the opposite of helping me." Jacob said as he pulled away from my lips.

"I'm trying to clear your head." I said and went back to distracting -I mean kissing him.

I ran my hands over his cheek, feeling the scruff on his cheek. I never realized now that he smelt good. Really good. Not the normal woodsy smell that soothed my sickness type deal. I wanted to suck his blood. I've never thought of Jacob like that, and since I became pregnant just the thought of blood would make me sick. I realized now that it wasn't the babies wanting the blood. It was me. I wanted it so bad. I needed it to get stronger. I wanted to bite into something and drain it dry. The thought made me sick but I didn't care.

I pulled back and looked at my prey. Which way would it be easier to surprise attack him? His neck, his arm, his chest? Should I make him think I was going to kiss him again? The thought made my mouth water. I didn't know what was worse. The nauseated feeling, my stomach growling, or my burning in my throat.

I kissed Jacob again, this time harder. He was confused, his wolf instinct making him cautious. I didn't realize that I bit his lips until I saw him pull away and his mouth was red.

Jake touched his lips then looked down at his fingers. They were stained with the blood that was streaming from his lips. Jake assumed I was sick so he tried to get up but I pushed him back down, only giving him a sly smile.

"Nessie?" he asked cautiously.

I quickly struck his neck and started sucking. He tasted good. Like a mountain lion that had just hunted. I've never really tasted human blood but if you counted Jacob as a human than he tasted good.

I was yanked away from my prey's neck and growled, clawing to go back. Jake grabbed me by the neck and gently brought me against the wall. I started thrashing around but was held still by several hands. I tried to fight but would be slammed back against the wall. I would scream, snarl, growl, hiss, thrash around. People were yelling at me, yelling at each other. Jasper had to eventually back off and put his head in his hands.

Eventually I threw up. The blood and the other stuff came up. The hands still held me up. Good, because right now I was needing them.

"What's wrong with her?" I heard my mother ask. "Renesmee?"

The blood, the vampire smell, the thrashing around made me throw up again. Everything was starting to clear. I looked up to see Daddy and Jasper gripping their heads and snarling, and my mother, aunt, and the wolves were not far behind.

I looked at Jacob. His lips and neck were running with blood. He was being held back by Quil and Paul. My head cleared when I saw him. His worried but scarred expression made my mind clear. I've hurt him again. And by looking on how everybody was holding me, I could have hurt Grace and Sage. My family and my wolves were holding me. Everything was getting to me now. The sickness, the gut wrenching realization of what I did to Jacob. It made me gag and cry at the same time.

"Let go of me." I struggled to get out of the iron strong grip. Nobody was letting go of me when I wanted them to. Jacob tried to get to me. Everybody's thoughts were begging me to calm down. It was swarming my head like bees would swarm their hive. Only one head was silent. Kaleb, who was looking at me with pleading eyes.

"Not until you calm down." uncle Emmett said, his grip making me not move at all.

I laid my head against the wall. The smell was horrible. Eventually I had to bury my head in somebody's chest that smelt good.

"I'm okay." I lied. I was far from that word.

"Renesemee! Tell them that you need me!" Jacob's thoughts blared to me. I could hear him fighting to get to me.

I felt like an idiot. I hurt my Jacob and possibly my babies. This is the third time I've given into my thirst! I was ashamed of myself. I have amazing self control-or so I thought I did. Are my twins going to afraid and look at me as a monster.

They all let me go after a while and I fell into the arms of somebody. Jacob growled and I realized who was holding me. I didn't even have to know. I felt a hard kick and knew it was Kaleb. I would have pushed away but right now I didn't even care.

"Let me see her!" I heard Jacob growl. Hearing his voice made the tears come and my stomach heave anymore. When I threw up again, Kaleb was the one rubbing my back.

"Quil, Paul, get Jacob out of here. I'll see to him after I see to Renesmee." Grandpa ordered, already kneeling down in front of me.

"Don't you dare." My Jacob growled to his brothers. I gripped Kaleb's forearms and clenched my eyes. Hearing Jacob killed me. That was my Jacob I wanted to suck dry! Maybe I was a ruthless demon.

I felt my mother kneel down beside me. "What happen?"

I projected what went on. How the burning in my throat won't go away and then Jacob started to smell really good. I kissed him and bit his lips and then bit his neck. The blood tasted good but it all ended in making me sick. I wanted to slap myself. I was doing so good to be here right now.

I heard Jasper and Emmett drag Jacob off when I started to object to it. As bad as I loathed myself, I needed Jacob. I wanted him there with me!

"Jacob!" I shouted and tried to get away from Kaleb. Jacob was trying to fight to get to me. Funny how things work out. Eventually Kaleb picked me up and carried me to the bedroom.

"WHY IS HE THERE! I'M SUPPOSE TO BE THERE!" I heard my Jacob shout.

"Because between the blood, our scent, and both of you are upset, it isn't doing you or her any good. We're trying to keep her away from stress, not bring it to her." I heard my father growl then lead to silence.

Kaleb held me tight but I didn't feel like I was home with him like I feel with Jake. Jacob made me feel safe, normal. Like I can actually take on motherhood. With Kaleb, I only saw Jacob's pain.

Kaleb sat me on the bed and the tears kicked in again. Him, Seth, Leah, and Sam stayed to help mask the vampire smell. Kaleb moved so that my head was on his chest as Grandpa did a quick check to see if my thrashing around did any harm. I tensed up and was about to move but he pushed me back down.

"I thought you were trying to stay away from me?" I showed him.

"Still trying." he thought with a smile.

"Anything wrong?" I turned to ask Grandpa.

"Nothing that I can take note of. Once you've settled down I want to run some test." he answered in which made me groan.

"So was she wanting the blood or was the babies." Rosalie asked.

"Me." I answered. "I got sick shortly after." I could feel Kaleb shutter and I swore I saw my other wolves too.

"What can we do?" my mother ask.

"Leave and we'll have this discussion when Jacob gets back. He's the father and my mate. He should be here." I stated. I didn't like the fact that Jacob wasn't here when this conversation involved him too.

No movement. "I'm serious." I hissed at them to move and which they finally did. Only Kaleb stayed.

I sat up and went to the bathroom. I washed up and slipped Jacob's shirt on along with some baggy shorts. My hair was a mess but I didn't care. I wasn't trying to impress anybody.

I walked back into the bedroom to find Kaleb still sitting on my bed. It irked me that he was laying on Jacob's side.

"I think I meant everyone when I said leave." I said, sitting on a plush chair away from him despite my daughters attempts.

"I'm not everyone." he stated, crossing his arms over his chest. I realized, like Jacob and just about all the older male wolves, he hadn't shaved. What? Was it a trend now or they were just too tired to remember to shave?

"Mmm-hmm." I murmured, putting my feet underneath me. I probably looked funny but I didn't care. I was tired and…hungry.

I felt kicks and sat my hand on my bulging stomach. "I need to talk with you." Kaleb said.

"You did."

He took a deep breath. "I can't make your heart feel something for me when you feel it for somebody else." he huffed. I take it was more as a statement than a question.

"Don't start-"

"I am! Nessie, you need to be wrong! I'll take imprinting on anybody. Just not your daughter!"

I stayed silent as he crossed over to me, kneeling down and placing his hand on my knee. I could see the begging in his eyes. "I don't love you the way you want me to. Jacob's my mate. He's my home. I can't love you." I said.

"I know you love him. I just…I hoped my feelings for you were true and not because of your kid. I mean what if they are mine?"

"Do. Not. Even. Go. There. They are Jacob's. I can see it in my ultrasounds and my dreams. They'll be like Jacob. They'll look just like him. Jacob is the father of my twins. You and I would have never worked! We don't belong together!"

"Don't you think I know that! It just you have to understand that this whole imprinting thing on your daughter isn't the imprint I want. Maybe if we weren't idiots but…It happen and we can't change that. No matter how bad we want too we're stuck with that mistake." Kabe said, looking away.

I wanted to change it too. I wished I would have told Jacob about Kaleb's feelings. I wish I told him about mine. I wished I never left him. I wish I called and told him I was pregnant than him finding it out for himself. I wish I told him first about my stupid theory about this idiot imprinting on his daughter. I wish I could just trust him. I say I choose him but why do I keep hurting him? I love Jacob, Sage, and Grace more than my own life. I would die to protect them. I would do anything to keep them safe.

"We made a mess of things didn't we?" I laughed, despite the tears that welled up in my eyes.

"We did." Kaleb agreed. "I'm sorry."

"Me too." I hate crying!

Kaleb reached up to wipe the tears away when all of a sudden my stomach growled. I gave a wet laugh. "It went from craving blood to craving food. Maybe I should watch out when Megan and I have kids."

I tensed up. "You're still dating her?"

"Ness…"

"I know, I know. You're trying to stop it." I raised my hands. Kabe could be with anybody he chooses. Just Megan? Really!

"Stop what?" Kaleb looked at me in a face I knew too well. I see it on Jacob's face sometimes. He does it, my family does it, my friends, the wolves, and I do it most of all. They don't remember. Maybe both were gifted.

I shook my head. "Nothing." I quickly mumbled. Kaleb just shrugged.

Eventually my mother came in carrying food and tea to help my queasiness. I couldn't look her in the eyes. I was ashamed of myself. So instead of answering her question on if I was okay, I asked where Jacob was. I missed him. I needed him; but Momma said he was blowing off some steam.

"Kabe?" I asked.

"Yes?"

"What's this about a sixteen year old that's got Jake all worried about?"

"Oh. Him. Yeah, I know him. We use to party together when I was able too. His dad died of lymphoma a few months ago. He has a younger brother and sister-twins. After his dad died, his mom went into depression. The family's trying to get her into treatment but the damage is already done."

Now I know why Jacob and Kaleb were so involved with this one. Something happening to the father, the twins. Jacob could see it. Kaleb could. A parent dying, the other shuts the world out, the oldest has to raise the younger ones.

"And he has a bad temper?"

"Even worse. He'll make us look like puppies. He'll make Paul look like a saint." Kaleb said. "I'd love to see it when he fights Jake."

"What's his name?" I asked, sipping on my tea.

"Jordan. His younger brother and sister are Ethan and Emma. Jake's worried about him too."

Despite what I've been told, I had sympathy for these three. Was Jacob worried about his son phasing? I wondered why? I always thought becoming a wolf was a honor very few get to have-a blessing in disguise. I guess you have different ways of looking at it.

I wrapped my arms around my stomach and fell asleep.

It seemed like hours went by before I woke up. I realized I was in my bed. Was Kaleb gone? Was Jacob back?

I blinked my eyes and found a blurry figure sitting next to me. I hoped it was Jacob but I felt a strong kick. Nope. Definitely not him.

Kaleb much have saw my face. "Ouch." he thought.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, still half asleep. "Still?"

"Couldn't leave, I guess." I saw him shrug. "You know I can't stay away from a pretty girl." I couldn't help but laugh and blush.

"You know, Kabe, I'm still in the room." I heard a voice say as if he's said it a thousand times. My Jacob!

I sat up to look at him, thanks to Kaleb's help. Jacob was on the floor, college papers around he. He looked up at me and winked. My heart started to beat out of my chest and I couldn't help but smile. Sadly, it was at both of my wolves.

"Hey, beautiful." Jacob strode over to me. I jumped up from the bed to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He was easily holding my weight and I was comfortable at the same time.

"I'm sorry. I…I don't know what came over me." I showed Jacob, projecting to him how sorry I was.

"Don't worry about it. You're part vampire, and I can't help how good I smell." Jacob smirked then kissed my cheek. He got close to my ear and whispered, "By the way, have I ever said that you look extremely good in my shirt?"

I blushed and hid my face in his neck. Kaleb's thought said it all on how bad he was uncomfortable. Grace wanted me closer to him. I wanted to be closer to Jacob. If he didn't tense up when Jacob did.

"I'll um…see you later." Kaleb stammered and ran out.

I bit my lip, not wanting him to go. "I'm sorry." I whispered.

"Don't worry about it." he smiled but I could see the worry in his eyes.

"I'm an idiot."

"It's not that big of a deal, Ness-"

"Yes, it is! I have amazing self control and I attacked you! I could have hurt the babies! What? Are they going to look at me and see a monster?" I cried.

"They're going to look at you and see somebody that is strong, determined, and protective. You're going to be a good mom."

Jacob wiped my tears away and kissed me. "You have no clue how I wanted to be with you instead of Kaleb being there." he thought, kissing the left over tears away. "Jasper had to keep me calm just so I couldn't sneak off."

I pulled back and traced the spot on his neck where I struck him. Then my hand traveled to his kips where I bit him there too. Jacob stayed still, knowing what I was doing. They were so close to being healed. I guess we weren't separated that long even though it felt like it.

I had to ask this one question that's been killing me ever since. I never had the nerve to ask before. I was too afraid. "Where were you bit?"

Jacob took in a deep breath. "In June?"

I nodded and Jacob let out his pent up breath. He moved so that he was only supporting me with only one arm and took my hand and brought it back between his shoulder blades. "I don't know how I would have lived without you." he whispered.

I smiled and traced my hand over the spot that could have taken my Jake away. I imagined there a little crescent bite mark where my fingers traced. "I love you." I said. "I'm so sorry for what I did."

I laid my head on his shoulder. I felt Sage and Grace kick at little and Jake smiled. "Show me what they're thinking." he said.

I gave him a look. He knew how much it drained me. "Please. I mean, they're awake and now I can finally feel them." Jacob begged and I laughed. He's felt them plenty of times.

"After my family leaves." I said.

"Now."

I decided to get it over with. I moved my hands from Jacob's neck and pressed them on my stomach. It took all my concentration and Jacob being so close to me wasn't helping. Especially when he moved his hand on my stomach and the babies kicked. I was close enough to show Jacob their thoughts when the mood swings kicked in. Sage was the weaker one. He might not live. We had no clue where we would live. What about the Volturi? Kaleb imprinting on Grace! My craving for blood. We are far from being ready to be parents. How…

"Ness." Jake moaned. He sat me down and rubbed his head. I backed away, thinking it was the uncomfortable feeling but Jacob kept a firm grip on me. "Overload." he grimaced.

I didn't realize I did that. I knew I could get carried away with my projections. I guess Jake couldn't handle three vivid minds. He didn't know which one to pay attention too. "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it." he smiled my favorite smile. "But I am now glad to say that I've finished my applications and they'll be sent off as soon as I can get them."

I hugged him. "I'm glad." I was. This was a step closer to what Jacob wanted. It was just that we were totally unprepared for our kids. "We're still not prepared, though."

"You plan the date and I'll be there. And don't even worry about where we'll live because I'm covering that." I felt Jacob smile.

That worried me. Was Jacob going to settle for something less than what he wanted just because of what we want? It seemed like we were in the position. I was now realizing that this was our life. Mine and Jacob's with our small little family. This was no ordinary love we were in. You can tell that by our stronger than normal relationship. We can't just think about our decisions. We have to do them.

Selfishly, I wanted to run. Take Jacob and leave. I couldn't. Everybody was excited about these two. They could help us. Sage and Grace needed to know their backgrounds. I wanted to raise them with the Quileute and vampire heritage. Most importantly, I wanted them to have the most human experiences they could ever dream of. I don't want my son or daughter to grow feeling like a monster or an alien, confused and tromping around this earth as they try to find where they belong.

I put my hand on his cheek. "When?"

"Whenever you want."

I rubbed my hand across his prickly cheek and couldn't help but giggle. "What?" Jake asked.

I projected about how almost all of the wolves must have forgotten to shave or they were trying to grow a beard. Between their tired looks and the facial hair, they looked like homeless men. Maybe they got kicked out of their home or something. Knowing Rachel and Paul it wouldn't be a surprise.

Jacob thought about what I meant and then laughed, shaking his head. "We're not homeless-at least I hope not. We're not trying to grow a beard. I guess we've been so busy we haven't thought about it. But I do need a shower."

Jake swooped me up and ran to the bathroom, setting my on the vanity. "What are you trying to do?" I asked.

Jake shrugged. "Don't wanna be away from you." he smiled, hoping in the shower.

I went over to get some shorts for him then wiggled back up, resting my back against the mirror. I started drawing invisible patterns on my stomach until one of them curled up into a little ball. It hurt so I started to rub the spot that felt tight. "Hey, you. I know there's hardly much room in there but please do a favor for mommy and relax." I showed the babies. Just like that one of them relaxed and I sighed in relief.

Jake seemed oblivious, still in the shower. "You know what my sister said-or suggested."

"What?"

"That we keep Will and Channing to get the feel of parenthood." Jake answered. It didn't seem so bad. They weren't real close in age but it was close enough. We needed the practice.

"We need the practice." I told him.

Jake pulled the curtain back, revealing his head and looked at me. His face was soaking wet and his wet hair feel in his eyes. Water stuck to his lashes but he seemed to ignore it. "For some reason I don't think keeping Channing and Will is going to be enough practice for our cage fighters." he said. "But she did say we needed to do it without our families help…"

"Just in case we move." I finished for Jacob who went back to showering. "I can picture it. Plus Will needs to spend some time with his uncle Jake." I joked.

"So you think we can do it?"

Never know unless we try."

"Good because I made a bet with Quil that we could do better than what people are expecting. Do you know they're actually saying we can't handle it." Jake said. I rolled my eyes. I think we could but I have been wrong before. Oh well. We can't really go back in time and change things. Trust me, if we could, I would have did that day one.

I threw Jake his shorts when he emerged from his shower. He smirked at me then got dressed, walking up to me and kissed me lightly on the cheek. Jake moved his mouth to my lips and kissed them then traveling to my jawbone. He then moved to my shoulder and paused, waiting for me to object but I just rolled my eyes and said nothing. He shrugged and then kissed my shoulder. He waited for me to say something about kissing my stomach. When I never said anything, Jake bent down and kissed it twice. His kisses kept leaving me dumbfounded every time.

"What do you think Sage and Graciebell? You think your idiot parents can keep you cousins to get ready for you two?" Jacob said to my stomach. He laid his hear on top to hear their heartbeats. I have no clue why he wanted to do that when we could hear them easily as it is.

"Ye of little faith." I laughed when we didn't feel any movement from them. "I love you, my cage fighters, as much as I love your daddy. Even though he's about to look like a hobo"

Jacob sighed and picked up his razor. He then started to shave while all I did was look at him. He was beautiful and he was mine. Eventually I slid over in front of Jacob, taking the razor from him and did the job myself. Jacob moved his neck in certain angles so I could get the hair and not cut him. I've hurt him enough as it is.

Jacob washed his face off, revealing a smooth face and a smile. "Better?" he asked.

I nodded yes and smiled. "Now kiss me." I whispered, trying my best to flirt.

"I don't see why. I don't need a distraction this time." Jacob smiled but put his fingers underneath my chin and pressed his lips on mine.

I depended the kiss but Jacob pulled away. "How about we go talk to your family." he said to my disappoint.

I fell back against the mirror, doing my best to procrastinate. Even with my slips ups they count me as the one with the best control. I don't have control. I needed blood but it wasn't worth it when I hurt the ones I love. I can live off of human food till the babies get here. Somebody can watch them while I hunt. When they get older, they might go with me. I'm not going to coward away anymore. I'm a woman now. I needed to prove that to my family.

Jacob helped me off and gently set me on the floor. When we started to walk to the living room Jacob slipped his hand into mine. I realized I had a hand on my stomach and remembered how everything changed from those few hours ago. I guess I do it so much I don't even realize I'm doing it.

"Did you kiss and make up?" Emmett joked. Trying to cover up my blush with sticking my tongue out at him wasn't the easiest thing to do.

I sat next to Alice on the couch. She scared me. She was rocking back and forth, her face scrunched up. I scooted close to Jacob who sat on the arm of the couch. It kind of scared me a lot on how my aunt was.

"Alice…" I trailed. She looked at me and hissed. She was straining to see something; but to my surprise I hissed back, and a lot louder and with a lot more menace.

"Alice?" Jasper asked, worried.

I saw what she was about to say and growled this time. I got in Jacob's lap and wrapped his arms around me to keep me from doing something I'll definitely regret later. How dare she think my babies as monsters and complications. This was Alice! She always kept aggravating me with baby shower and nursery ideas. How she was begging me try on some Paris designer brand dress that would make me feel beautiful. But still…these were my babies. Mine. Nobody was going to talk about them like that.

Eventually both of us calmed down but I still stayed in Jacob's lap. He could tell I was still tense because he rubbed small circles in my back to relax me. I was angry despite Alice apologizing. Nobody really knew why I was still angry-except for Jacob who only felt my anger through our connection. I guess it was either overprotective mother or mood swings.

"I am an idiot, aren't I?" I blurted.

Everybody looked at me confused. "Of course not." my grandmother said.

"But what if the babies get here and I do this? They'll look at me like I'm a monster." I said.

"They won't." Jake whispered in my ear as he kissed my arm.

"Renesmee, you know you will not hurt your twins. When was the last time you've hunted?" Rosalie said, attempting to reassure me.

I couldn't remember when so Jacob was the one who answered. "Two weeks before she left."

I tensed up again? That long? I've went five months before and could handle it. I have only a few more.

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

"Don't be." Momma said as she walked over and wrapped me in a hug. I felt so useless to cry but also too determined enough to hold my head up and walk right into Grandpa's office so he can run the test.

"So was it the twins craving or Nessie?" Jake asked even when he knew the answer.

I pulled out of Momma's hug as everybody turned for my answer. I wanted to answer no. it was logical that my twins were not craving the blood. I couldn't handle the smell of it. When I bit Jacob, I eventually threw it back up. But if they're only one quarter vampire-or so we think-then why do they have gifts?

"I don't know. It could be me or it might not." I shrugged, sitting back down on Jacob's lap. "Should that change anything?"

"But what about the Volturi?" Emmett asked.

I threw my hands up and then put them in my hands. "I don't care about them!"

"You have too. Aro could possibly decide either to destroy them or want them. Sage and Grace are coming from two strong and powerful parents. They're going to inherit it." uncle Jasper said.

I flinched when Jasper said that my babies would be on Aro's list. He could kill them just to get to me and Jake. I knew they would be powerful but I didn't want that to happen. He can't kill them. He can't take them. They were innocent.

"Enough of this." Daddy spat. "This conversation right here could kill her. Carlisle has said plenty of times to get her strength up is to rest. This right here-the stress-is what is doing her in. Bella and I would deeply appreciate it if you didn't basically say that our grandchildren are going to be our deaths right in front of our daughter!" he then yelled.

I looked at my father. The first few months he hated the idea of being a grandpa. He still saw me as the young girl who wrapped him around my finger. Now he saw me as a young woman, an adult, a mother, somebody who he needed to let leave the nest. He told me I had to stop making decisions that made everybody happy. I made my own decisions. They stupid once at first but I think I'm starting to get my balance back.

Grandpa said he would do test tomorrow morning since this evening wouldn't have been the best for me. Plus I really wanted to be with Jacob. Everybody left except my father and mother left.

"We'd like to talk to the two of you." Daddy said. "But first I would like to speak to Jacob."

Jacob got up but I grabbed his arm. I got in front of him and hissed. He was going to hurt my mate! My bronze mess got in my eyes but I didn't care. Jacob was mine and nobody was going to hurt him.

What was wrong with me?!

"You're not hurting him." I growled to my father.

"Don't worry, Renesmee, I won't hurt him. Just there are things I need to discuss with him." he reassured. I didn't believe him until Jacob sidestepped me and kissed my forehead and said that they would be back in a few hours.

"Should I be worried?" I looked at my mother with a worried expression.

"Just something Jacob and Edward talked about while you were settling down." she answered, walking into the kitchen. "You must be hungry." she called from the kitchen. I followed her to help.

We started making a big meal for Jacob and I. When I was helping Momma cook, I would feel the babies move. Not once did my mother tell me to sit or bring up my outburst. I was completely fine. It made me feel less like I was useless.

"Why do you think Grandpa wants to run test?" I finally blurted. It was a stupid question, I know, but I had to ask it.

"He wants to make sure that you and the twins are okay." Momma answered, cutting an onion.

Here was another question. "Do you think I'm going to die?" I mumbled.

Momma looked at me as I told her I was pregnant all over again. "No! No, I don't think that." She said, putting a hand on my cheek. "You're going to live to see Sage and Grace grow. You and Jacob are going to be wonderful parents."

It amazes me how my mother knows what is wrong with my just by me revealing one sentence. She believed Jacob and I could do it. Her and Daddy did. They were sorta young and in love. They couldn't think that I would come along but it happen. They don't regret what happen one bit.

"Besides," my mother smiled, "the next go around will be easier."

I glared at her. "No. Two and I'm done. And this pregnancy counts so I'm am through!"

"What if Jacob wants to have one more in a few years?"

I could clearly see that was just an edge to get something out of me but I shut it down quickly. "Then Jacob can go find someone else prettier and have a baby with her!" I shouted.

After saying it, I regretted it. That was my worst fear. That Jacob would give my payback right back to me. It killed me when he said imprinting on me was one of the things he regretted. Our imprint was special. It was what brought us together.

"How are you two coming along?" Momma asked. Really?

I walked over to the bar stool and sat down. Momma looked at me with sincere eyes. This was a serious question and she expected a serious answer. Which I didn't have a serious or a joking one.

"We're…I don't know. And I really don't want to talk about it with my mother." I mumbled, avoiding the question.

As we waited on Jacob, Daddy, and the food to cook, I brought out my camera. Embarrassingly my mother took it from me. She suggested I do a baby book like Alice and Rosalie did for my short childhood years. I liked the idea. Even thought it would be two of the same thing.

We heard laughter coming from outside. Surprisingly it was from Daddy and Jacob. They came through the door playfully shoving at each other. I heard them walk into the kitchen then smiled at us. They weren't arguing or growling or yelling at each other. Daddy just simply came over to me, put a hand on my big stomach and kissed my forehead. He then walked to Momma, who's eyes lit up with excitement, and kissed her.

I smiled and turned to Jacob who looked excited. His hand reached up and gently tugged my curl and smiled at me. He moved down to kiss my stomach twice and I blushed. He didn't seem to care that my parents were only a few feet away. Sage and Grace moved as if they were jumping up and down, excited to see their daddy. Believe me, I was too.

I could feel though our connection his excitement was flowing though me. Especially when he brought his lips to mine and kissed me shortly. We pulled back, both sharing the same loving, excited smile.

"Hey, my beautiful." my Jacob whispered, resting one hand on my hip and the other cupping my cheek.

"Don't call me that." I whispered back, stupidly knowing I can project so we can have a private conversation.

"I'll call you whatever I want." Jacob cocked. "I am Alpha if you've forgotten."

Jacob's contagious good mood hit me like a wave and I giggled, biting my lip.

"Oh really?"

"Mmm-hmmm." Jacob kissed me lightly again but pulled away when his stomach growled. "Good thing I decided to come home. It smells good in here, despite the whole leech smell and all."

Momma slapped Jacob playfully while I just looked at him. "Decided?" I asked, giving him a look.

"I had to force him to come home. He originally wanted to ditch you and party." Daddy said, laughing at how I was glaring at Jacob.

I pushed Jake off of me and turned away from him. I was mad at him and he knew it. I knew he would do this! He would ditch me to go party it up then leave me for a hotter woman!

"Nessie…" Jake trailed, touching my shoulder. I slapped it off. For some reason I didn't want him to touch me. I could barely hold my own self up, what makes him think I can hold him up too?!

"Don't touch me!" I spat.

I saw that Momma and Daddy were trying to hide their laugh and I glared at them. They thought it was funny when Jacob was off to God knows where! "It's not funny!" I shrieked which made everybody laugh more. Was I some freaking comedic joke or something?!

"Mood swing time?" Daddy joked to Jake.

He looked at the clock then shrugged. "It should be about time." he said, acting like I wasn't there. I was totally fine with that. If he was going to ignore me then I would do the same to him.

Momma fixed our plate and we all headed to dining room. Jacob sat down at one end of the table so I sat down at the other with Momma and Daddy in the crossfire. I plopped back against the chair and crossed my arms over my chest, not planning on eating.

"You're not hungry?" Momma asked, completely shocked.

I shook my head, disgusted. "I just don't want to eat with him." I said, sticking out my chin in motion to Jacob.

"Renesmee." she chastised but I rolled my eyes. Jacob could only laugh. Stupid idiot.

"Don't worry about it, Bells. She's just jealous." Jacob smirked.

Jealous. Hmmp.

"I find that hard to believe." I scoffed to Jacob then turned to my parents. "Why did you two need to talk?"

Jacob took a bit to eat and smirked at me. "You know, sweetheart, I may have asked your father for your hand. I am that decent of a man, at least." he smirked. I grabbed my food and threw it at him. He easily caught it with his stupid plate and smile at me.

God I loved that smile.

"Renesmee! You want us to treat you like an adult, right?" Daddy asked. I nodded, pushing back my bronze mess.

"Then she us that you are." he continued. I sat back down, smoothed out my hair, and did my best to prove to them I was an adult in only three seconds. Only Jacob laughed. He knew that he was getting under my skin and he was going to take every chance he could get to take my mood swings and run with them.

"You know, you're cute when you act your true age." my Jacob smiled. Now that was a low blow!

I grabbed a steak knife, preparing to throw it at him until the handle broke and the blade clattered to the table. Jacob busted out laughing while my parents just sighed.

"Calm down, Renesmee." Jacob said, trying to stop laughing. "I love you. Believe me, I wanted to get back to you as quick as I could. I hate being away from you." He walked over to me and knelt down, taking my hand. I had to look away from him. He was going to do this in front of my parents and I didn't feel like crying.

As I was being stubborn, I realized I was lightly running my fingers over my stomach. I guess I hit a tickle spot for the both of them because they both curled up in a painful little knot.

"Ah…" I groaned, holding onto the table and rubbing my stomach. It hurt to take deep breaths.

"Nessie? Do we need to get Carlisle?" Jacob asked as everybody knelt around me.

"No." I panted. "I just hit a tickle spot for the twins. They're just showing me what happens when I do."

I tried to project to then twins to just relax. No matter how much I rubbed my stomach, it made things worse. Sage and Grace were curled up so tight you could actually see two little knots when I pulled up my shirt to reveal my stomach.

"I'm going to get Carlisle." Daddy said but I stopped him. This wasn't enough to freak out over.

I got up and started to walk around. "Continue." I ordered "Why did you two have to talk?"

"I think Jacob would like to explain that to you personally, but your mother and I do have something to discuss with the both of you." Daddy said. Him, Momma, and Jacob sat back down while I stood near them. I hoped that my two little ones would fall asleep real soon.

Jacob help out his hand and looked at me, motioning for me to sit in his lap. I put down my shirt and shook me head no-even when I was forgetting why I was even mad at him.

"Have you ever though that they might just want their father?" Jake thought. He could be right. Maybe if I give in he'll discuss what I wanted so bad to know.

I gave in and walked over to sit in my Jacob's lap. He started to rub my stomach, not caring what I thought about it. At first it only made things worse because he was going the same thing that got me into this, but when I showed Sage and Grace a projection of it being their father they eventually settled down. I plopped against him, mentally tired but also wide awake.

Momma and Daddy looked at each other excitedly then my mother reached over the table and grabbed my hand. I turned my attention away from the broken blade I swirled around in my hands. They were worried I was going to get cut but I could care less.

"Do you remember when we were going to move to Hanover?" she asked.

I did, and was about to loose it when I just nodded quickly. Me, my parents, and Jacob were going to move to New Hampshire so Momma could get the college life-even when she was a mother, a wife, and a immortal vampire. But then Grandpa Charlie gotten sick and we just never had the chance. Then it was pushed back to the back our minds when the drama with me started.

"Well, we still have that house. It's large enough for you, Jacob, twins, and a few guest. And we know, Jacob, that you've want to enlist in Dartmouth for while. So…what would you think about giving that house life while you were in college." Daddy offered Jacob.

I thought it was perfect. It was the perfect place for our small family. But Jacob seemed hesitant. "I…I can't. I probably don't even have a chance to get in, and Carlisle and Esme are already paying for my school needs. I can't…" Jake trailed. I could see he was scared even when he wasn't going to admit it. So I just took his hand and smiled at him.

"Please. We know how both of you want a place of your own to raise your family, and this is the perfect time. Jake, if you can't take it as a gift from family at least think of our daughter and grandchildren. All honestly, she has as much say in this as you do." Momma pointed out, signaling at me to start blackmailing Jake.

"You can either say yes or you can see your kids every other weekend because me, your son and your daughter are saying yes to that offer."

Jacob looked at me. "You would really keep me from being with my son and daughter?"

"Or you could say yes."

"What if I don't?"

"You're are."

Jacob huffed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "If I get in then we will move. Thank you." Jake said, eventually smiling. Momma hugged me while Daddy shook hands with Jacob.

"We'll get the papers signed to be put in your name. But can I say this?" Momma asked. Jake and I nodded for her to continue. "Nessie's going to need a lot a help with twins while you get the pack situated, so we ask that you two don't move two days after their born."

I rolled my eyes and projected to her that everybody wouldn't allow it. She laughed and agreed. They decided to give us time alone to talk, seeing that I was out of my mood swing for now. Jacob and I finished eating, him not bothering to let me off his lap. Now we stood at the sink, washing the dishes. Jake was quiet and so was I. We just agreed to leave the only home we've ever known. What I was scared of was that I forced Jacob to make this decision.

I knew this didn't take long for the both of us but we kept rewashing the same dish. We kept busy physically so we couldn't talk. The awkward silence continued.

"What did you and Daddy talk about?"

Jacob cracked a smile. "Actually, it was me, Edward, Jasper, Alice, Paul, Seth, Sam, Quil, and Embry."

"Why such the big entourage?"

"Investment. For the future anyway." I motioned for him to continue. "When I renovated the house, I made plans to sell it. I was going to save up enough money to leave. It never hit me until now that it would be a good profit."

I looked at Jake confused so he continued. "I'm…Don't laugh but I might start flipping, you know? Buy, renovate, sell. It'll put money in our pockets for the twins, and it'll keep some of the kids in the rez out of trouble. Sam, Seth, and Quil said they wanted in, and Alice said she would help me with the investing part. And when I open up the garage shop and invest money in that we might…I'm going on like an idiot, aren't I?" Jacob asked.

He was explaining this to me as if I hated the idea. I loved how he wasn't thinking about himself but of his tribe, his family, of me and the twins. He had a plan. A good one. It amazed me how easily he can slid into things. He slid into the role as Alpha with no trouble. Then into imprinter, protector, brother, best friend, boyfriend, Chief, nervous college student, soon to be father, and now business man. He's doing it all with ease and he's not even realizing it. He doesn't see what we see. It's like every time he does something amazing we stand back in shock. He doesn't see how successful he can be. He holds his head down and tries to hide it away. Jake doesn't know how everybody is so proud of him. I am most importantly.

"I think it's wonderful." I said, wrapping my arms around him. "I'm just worried you'll push yourself to make everything perfect. You have to think about yourself too." I kissed his chest and he smiled. We were really starting a future together. It would be without wedding bands and vows but that was okay. I would have Jacob, my son, and my daughter. That's all I've ever needed.

"What else are in those plans of yours?"

"Paul and Seth said they'll help me with business aspect of it-surprisingly. Embry's both hands in the whole garage shop."

"What type?"

"Oh, the same ole same ole. Rebuilding, repairing, customizing blah, blah, blah." Jacob intentionally rambled.

"Grease monkey." I rolled my eyes, making Jacob's smile brighter.

"So," I started, tracing random patterns on his bare chest, "where does this leave me?"

Jacob pulled me close, giving in to my attempts of flirting. He brought his head close to mine and kissed my forehead. "You have the most important job of them all." he answered as his eyes shined. "You're job is to be the best mother to my twins and to stand behind me. I'll need you most of all."

I nodded, reaching up to kiss him. He'll need me to be with him, to push him out of his comfort zone. I'll be busy with two little ones but that was okay. I can multitask.

I turned back to the sink as Jacob wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. He started to kiss my neck, the top of my back, my shoulders, the back of my head, my cheek, then eventually turned my face to meet my lips, repeating the process over again. It made me laugh which caused him to laugh too. I didn't have to ask what he was doing when I knew it was payback.

Just then I felt Jacob's teeth graze me neck. I turned around to look at him in shock. "Did you just bite me?" He has never did that!

"Payback." Jacob answered huskily, making my heart practically leap out of my chest.

"Well, how about this for payback's payback?" I grabbed the water spray and sprayed Jacob right in the face.

"Oh? So you want to play that dirty, huh?" he grabbed a wet rag, twirled it up and smacked my thigh. I sprayed him back and he popped me back. Eventually it became a full out war.

Between Jacob taking the hose and spraying me, me smacking him with a wet and soapy sponge, and somehow being soapy with broken dishes around us, we became inches away from kissing again. We were both wet, covered in soap, and daring each other to start round two.

Jacob appeased my wet shirt. "I think we have a winner in the wet t-shirt contest." he joked.

I blushed even with the tears in my eyes. I was wet and uncomfortable. My clothes hung to my body and I had soap and water dripping off of me. Dishes were scattered and he was looking at how well I looked in a wet t-shirt?

"Because I'm the only one wearing a shirt." I whimpered. I hated how Jacob never wears a shirt. He's running around half naked and I'm pregnant. Some bombshell could take him away from me.

My Jacob wiped the soap and tears away, kissing my forehead. "Why are you crying?" he asked.

"I don't know!" I sobbed as he pulled me closer to him. I started to cry even more.

"Mood swings?"

"Are you calling me moody?!" Now I was angry on top of that upset. I wanted to get away from him if he would let me go.

"Let go of me!" I shouted, beating at his chest. Tears messed up my vision so I don't know how hard I hit.

"Never."

"Yes!"

"Renesmee, you're about to fall into all those broken dishes so I kind of can't." Jake growled as he was aggravated. I stopped fighting, upset that I made him angry.

Jacob sat me on the counter and started cleaning up, which made me feel even worse. I make messes that he always has to clean up. When will I ever learn?

"I hate crying." I pouted. I was in a mixture of happiness, angry, and tired. I feel like I'm bipolar.

"All apart of being pregnant, Ness." Jacob said, putting the remaining dishes that survived away. I started at him. His chiseled chest, his sculptured arms, the beauty of him. I wanted Jacob to kiss me. Really bad.

I got down when he was done and brought him closer to me, smiling a flirtatious smile. "Kiss me." I begged. I wanted him. I just didn't want slight, romantic pecks. I wanted desperate, hard, fierce, determined kisses. "Please!" I cried.

Jacob gave me a light peck on the lips but I smashed mine on again. I tried to press further but then he pulled away. "Another time, Ness." he said and I pouted more. Being pregnant sucks.