A/N: Please don't ask me why, but for some reason I just started writing this in third person...but hope you enjoy it! Sorry it's been so long. I got fired from my job on Friday so I guess I'll have more time to write! :/
Jake stood in the bathroom, facing the mirror thinking of way to tell his father he had knocked up his best friend. Everything that came out sounded wrong. Nothing sounded right. It all made him seem like a nymphomaniac.
Kensey smirked from her place in the doorway, listening to the things that came out of his mouth. He was so nervous it was adorable to her.
"How about...'Dad, Kensey's carrying my bastard werewolf spawn?'" She winked.
He turned and shook his head, annoyed.
"Kens, can you not joke right now? Please don't." Jake rolled his eyes.
"Sorry." Kensey shrugged
She made her way into her bedroom, to get dressed for her appointment with Dr. Cullen. She pulled Jacob's shirt over her head and tossed it on her desk. She grabbed a clean one from her dresser and as she was pulling it on she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She was showing...she walked closer and turned to the side. There it was. A bump. Her baby bump. She looked down and felt her baby move, as if it knew she were watching.
"Hi..." She whispered, touching her stomach gently. "I'm your mommy..."
As if it had heard her, it pushed at the place where her hand was. Her eyes began to fill with tears as the reality that this was real set in. She was a mother. She was responsible for this life she'd created with Jacob. She bit her lip and touched her stomach again as tears began to stream down her cheeks. There was a real person in there. A tiny little human that she loved.
Love. She thought. How can I love someone I haven't even met yet?
"Kens? What's wrong? I didn't mean to snap at you like that." Jake said, coming closer to her.
She looked up and smiled, "That's not why I'm crying."
"Then what's wrong?" He asked.
"We're going to be parents. This is all real, Jake. There's a tiny human in here and I love him or her more than I could even imagine before."
She took Jake's hand and placed it where hers had been moments before. His eyes widend as he felt his unborn child kick.
"Whoa..." He whispered.
"I know..." Kensey nodded.
Jake's eyes began to tear up as he felt the baby move. His baby was letting him know it was there. It was real to him now. He was going to be a father and he was going to protect his baby in every way he knew how. His pup.
They sat there for so long just marveling at their creation. Finally Jake stood up and sighed.
"I guess we'd better get to the doctors..."
"Uh...yeah." Kensey nodded.
She finished getting ready and they made their way to the doctor's office. They sat quietly in the waiting room. Jake squeezed her hand as she flipped through a baby magazine.
"Akenna Parker?" The nurse called her name.
Jake stood and helped her to her feet. They walked into their room and she sat on the table.
"How far along are you?" The nurse asked.
"Four months I think." Kensey responded.
The nurse's eyes grew wide as she eyes Kensey stomach.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, why?" Jake asked.
"You're just a lot bigger than someone that's four months." She responded. "Let me get Dr. Cullen."
She quickly disappeared out the door. Kensey's eyes met Jake's with panic.
"It's okay...maybe it's just a big baby...or twins...I can handle twins..." Jake said, trying to convince himself that it was okay.
"Twins...you have twins in your family..." Kensey nodded.
Carlisle entered and his eyes grew wide as well.
"Okay, let's do a sonogram." He said, sitting down.
Jake lifted Kensey's shirt so he could put the gel on her stomach. Carlisle turned the screen to face them and his eyes grew wider.
"Oh...my..." He said.
"What?" Jake asked.
"It looks like...well your baby looks as though it should be at least six months gestations..."
"What does that mean?" Kensey asked.
"It means that it's growing faster than normal..."
"So you're saying that it's going to come earlier than five months from now?" Jake raised an eyebrow.
"It would appear that way, but I can't...I can't say when..."
"Could it be because of me...?" Jake asked.
"I don't know..."Carlise said, shaking his head.
"So what do we do?"
"Come in once a week. When I feel it's time, we can induce. I don't want you going into labor, it's too dangerous."
"Okay..." They both nodded.
Kensey was quiet on the drive back to La Push. She sat stairing out the window. Her mind roamed aimlessly through various thoughts.
Jake squeezed her hand gentley. She looked back at him and forced a smile.
"I love you." He said softly.
She nodded, "I love you too."
"Do you still want to go by my dad's?" He asked.
"Uh...I'd rather go work on the nursery..."She shrugged.
"It's finished, aside from the last minute color details." Jake responed.
"No, it's not. I still have to put the bedding in the crib, and the stuffed animals, and the diapers in the changing table, and...."
"Okay, I get it. We can tell him in a few days. I have to go on patrol tonight, but Embry and Morgan will be with you."
Kensey nodded again. She was scared to be with out him. She had her brother and best friends, which was comforting. They pulled up at the house and made their way to the nursery. She quickly began placing stuffed animals on the shelves hanging around the room. Jake watched as she placed things in various places. She didn't speak, she just worked. He knew something was on her mind. Something was bothering her. She wasn't her normal chirpy self.
"Hey." He said, walking closer to her.
"Yeah?" She responded, not looking at him.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." She shook her head.
"You don't look at me." Jake sighed.
She turned and looked at him quickly, "Happy?"
"What's wrong?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Nothing, Jacob."
Jacob. Something was definitly wrong.
"Kensey...talk to me." He said, grabbing her and turning her to face him.
She stared up into his dark brown eyes, "I'm just scared."
"Of what?"
"The baby..."
"It will be fine! We're going to have a healthy happy baby and everything will be perfect..." Jacob reassured her.
She nodded quietly....inside she knew something wasn't right with her child...it felt wrong...
He helped her put the bedding in the crib and put diapers in the changing table. Before she knew it was dark out.
"I have to go." He said softly.
"Okay..." She nodded.
"Embry and Morgan are on their way. Just have Em come find me if you need anything..."
"Yeah, no big deal." She reassured her self.
"I love you."
"I love you too..."
She watched him disappear down the hall. Something was nagging inside of her. She was nervous the rest of the night. Something felt wrong. She decided she should sleep and walked into her room, changed clothes and climbed in bed. Eventually she fell asleep...
At 2:36 AM she woke up in excrutiating pain. Her stomach was cramping so bad it was unbearable. Was this why she felt so strange all day?
She lay quietly for a few minutes, hoping it would pass. It didn't. She sat up and it got worse. She screamed in agony. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she held her stomach.
"EMBRY!!" She screamed.
Moments later he was at her side.
"Kens, what's wrong?" He asked.
"It hurts...I...think...I think I'm having it...." She panted.
"Okay, um...I'll get Jake...Morgan can take you to the hospital..." He said as Morgan appeared in the door.
"What'?"
"She might be in labor, we have to get her to the hospital." Embry responded.
He picked her up and carried her down stairs and placed her in the backseat of her truck. Morgan climbed in the front seat.
"We'll meet you there." He said, kissing her cheek.
He phased and ran in search of Jake.
Jake!!
Embry?
We have to go, meeet me at the house! Kensey's in labor!
Within moments Jake appeared and phased. He quickly pulled on his clothes. Embry did the same and they climbed in Jake's truck.
"What happen?" Jake demanded.
"I don't know. She woke up and she was hurting I guess."
Morgan and Kensey rushed into the emergency room.
"Ma'am, what's the problem?"
"I'm in labor..."
"Okay, let me get you a room, who's your Doctor?"
"Cullen." Morgan responded as some nurses brought Kensey a chair.
"He's here, let me page him."
Once in their room, Morgan helped Kensey change into her hospital gown and lay on the bed. The nurses hooked her up to her IV's and monitors. Dr. Cullen entered the room and quickly checked her stats.
"Okay, Akenna. You are in full blown labor...I can't stop it." He said, seeming very afraid.
"I'm...I'm having the baby...?" She asked, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Yes. We have to deliver it now. There's not going back, I'm sorry."
"But Jake...I can't without Jake. He has to be here." She protested.
"If we wait, you could lose it."
She couldn't risk that...she nodded.
"I'm here...okay. As soon as Jake get's here he can come in and take my place okay." Morgan said, tears in her eyes.
"I'm scared." Kensey said.
"I know...I know...but that baby needs to come out now."
"It's too soon..." Kensey said, looking up at Dr. Cullen.
"I know...but...there's nothing I can do now..." He said, sincerely.
She could tell he was panicked too.
"Okay Akenna...we're going to push okay. It's going to be painful, but just push as hard as you can."
Kensey nodded.
"Morgan, I'm going to need you to hold this foot so she can push on it, while the nurse holds the other." Dr. Cullen instrtucted.
Morgan nodded.
"Okay Kensey, push."
Kensey pushed as hard as she could. She bit her lip to restrain her screams of pain. It was the most horrible feeling she'd ever felt. It hurt horribly bad. She could feel her baby moving through her and it was excrutiating. Suddenly she felt weak...she felt tried...
"Akenna...push."
She tried...then she heard a faint cry...then collapsed back on the bed.
Jake burst through the door and stopped seeing his baby...they were rushing passed him and out into the hall.
"She's crashing!" The nurse yelled.
"Wha...?" He said, in confusion.
"Morgan, go outside." Dr. Cullen ordered.
A nurse came and took Morgan by the hand and lead her to the door where Jacob stood.
"You too need to wait outside." She said, softly.
"What's happening?" Jacob asked.
"Please wait outside..." The nurse repeated.
A/N: DUN DUN DUN!!! Reviews?