After I made it perfectly clear I would not be naming anyone Edwella, Carlisle began to theorize himself. He told Nico that even if she and Jacob could reproduce she still shouldn't have to worry about any wolfpires. He came up with three different theories about what could happen. One – She would give birth to a vampire that could possess some shape shifting skills. Two – She would have a human baby that may or may not turn on its own at some point. Three- She would have a human baby that would have both traits of our kind and traits of its Quileute father.
So, basically, there's a two-thirds chance she'll have a wolfpire. He's just too nice to call it that.
As far as Edward and I were concerned – he was fairly certain that we would basically have a baby vampire who would grow to a certain point of maturity. Mine would be the most crucial learning experience. The growth rate, predictable outcome, and overall what-to-expect would come from me.
Why? Because not many of us run around doing werewolves. Obviously.
The announcement would need to be made as soon as we found out we were pregnant. The entire explanation of the story. Until that point, however, we decided not to let anyone know. Carlisle and Jasper weren't happy about keeping anything from their wives.
Luckily, I had the perfect distraction.
So before we separated we came up with our cover story. We compiled a guest list to back up our lie about the reason for our meeting.
Alice was ECSTATIC. Alice, being Alice, was even happier that she only had three weeks to plan it. Normally, people do not get excited about that fact but then again, nobody ever called Alice normal. We toured the castle that morning and chose our locations. We headed home early considering we would be back in only a few short weeks.
Sure enough, Rose and Emmett disappeared to … er, cause some turbulence.
Woo! Go Emmett!
You can do it big guy!
Oh, Emmett you're not doing that again, are you?
Oh, Emmett, she doesn't even like that!
It's true, she told me yesterday.
"WHAT. THE. FUCK. GET. OUT. OF. MY. HEAD!"
Nico and I busted into a fit of giggles. Emmett was furious. Rose wasn't too happy either but we ignored it.
Since we were the key to making her dreams come true and all.
Everyone looked confused, and honestly, this time we just left it this way.
Twin
Yes
That was awesome.
Yes it was.
We should extend his sentence.
Why?
Just for fun.
Okay.
"What are you thinking about, love?" Edward asked.
"I'm not thinking. I'm talking to Twin."
"Can I ask about what?"
"You sure are nosy Mr. Cullen."
"Well, You sure are interesting Miss Volturi." He didn't even stutter on Volturi!
"Are we playing copy cat or something?"
"Are we playing copy cat or something?" Oh. That's mature.
"Seriously?"
"Seriously?" He looked entirely too amused with this. Stupid, good-looking, idiot vampire.
"This isn't funny."
"This isn't funny."
"Edward Cullen! Cut it out."
"Edward Cullen! Cut it out." How does he mimic my voice so perfectly?
"Quit being a fucktard."
Silence.
"HA! You would never say that to me!"
"HA! You would never say that to me!"
Oh, this is going to be a long plane ride…
I moved over and sat down next to Alice. We began to plan the engagement party and I pretended to ignore the fact that Edward was still copying everything I said. Oh, and lucky me (cue: sarcasm), Irina happened to be a photographer- well it was a hobby. A hobby with a studio, lights, and professional cameras. We couldn't exactly go to Seattle for our engagement pictures. We were supposed to be sophomores in that area so we didn't need engagement pictures going around. That did not, in any way, mean I was excited about the situation.
Let's just say I've heard stories about Tanya. If they are true - things are definitely going to get blown up.
By the time we landed back in Washington we had most of the party planned. Actually, Alice, once again being Alice, had managed to get the supplies for invitations before we left Italy. So those were done.
We had been in Volterra for less than two days and it felt like it had been ten. It was weird how I had actually missed Forks a little. That was definitely a new feeling. A new feeling I only got to enjoy for about five minutes before Alice threw me and Edward into a car and headed towards Alaska. Invitations would apparently need to be sent Monday. This left the remainder of the weekend to get the pictures taken.
Yes. I was gone for over one hundred years. I come back for one week and I'm getting my engagement pictures taken today.
Let's not forget talking about getting pregnant.
We were driving to Alaska. For engagement pictures. What else is there to talk about besides the future, right?
So I told Edward I wanted to build a mote around our next house. He asked why.
"Because Motes are cool, Duh."
"Well, should I acquire a dragon for you too, Princess?"
"No, just the mote."
"Well I would like a baby dragon."
"Well I don't. Just the mote."
"Why no dragon?"
"I SAID NO DRAGON. GET OVER IT ALREADY!"
"No dragon, no mote."
"I am so building the mote. Where would you get a dragon this time of year anyways?"
"England."
"No, they're out of season."
"Season? For dragons?"
"Of course... they mate in winter so we're too late."
"Oh. Well then, next time we need to move when there's plenty of baby dragon population "
"NO DRAGON!"
"Why not!"
"Because I said so."
"Ugh, Fine."
The ridiculous banter went on like that for the duration of the trip. Alice would jump in occasionally and vote for the mote and against the dragon. We all knew damn well that there would be no mote. We were all at least partially positive that dragons did not exist. It still seemed to take forever to get there. It seemed like we would never get there.
Note to self: Don't expect time to fly when you're talking about getting a pet dragon - that's the first sign of boredom.
Finally, and I mean finally, we arrived to meet the Denali coven. Everyone came outside to meet us. I figured out who was who easily by the descriptions Edward and Alice had given me on the way.
He warned me that she was persistent.
He warned me that she didn't like to lose.
He warned me that she probably wouldn't give up.
He did not warn me that she would kiss him.
Before he could even push her away fully I was in between them. I was literrally snarling and growling, ready to lunge.
"MINE" I spat out. I had turned completely instinctual and I was ready to rip her head off. Twice. "MINE" I said again. If I had a mirror I'm sure I would have seen my eyes go from golden to pitch black in a matter of semi-seconds. Tanya barely had time to return my snarls and growls before I lept towards her. Quickly, Edward wrapped his arms around me protectively and Tanya's sisters did the same to her. "MINE," I was seriously loosing my vocabulary.
I fought Edward off with everything I had. She is so lucky he is stronger. All I could think about was how good she would smell burning. Edward was mine. He would always be mine.
Okay, now I'm definitely getting bitch slapped by Tanya. There's no avoiding it. Wish me luck guys. I'm going to need it.
You guys, as always, are awesome. I feel elated. I think.