I Do Not Own Twilight.

Leah's POV

"Are we almost there?"

"Patience Leah, you're perfectly safe."

"Jacob I am seven months pregnant, how is walking around blindfolded safe?"

"I'm the one guiding you, duh!" He squeezed my shoulders, I still moved carefully.

"Jacob my feet are starting to hurt. If we don't get where we're going soon, I will ensure that you never have children again." I snarled a she laughed, knowing how incapable I was of catching him if he did run.

"Alright, now I need you to climb a few stairs." I groaned as I searched for the step. "I've got you, don't worry." I heard the clock of a door before he told to step up. The blindfold came off and I was blinded again as the lights turned on.

"Surprise!" People jumped up from behind my furniture. A banner saying IT'S A BOY! hung across the entrance into my kitchen. Tables with endless amounts of food lined the walls.

"You have got to be kidding me." I felt tears prick my eyes as friends and family started coming over to greet me. In front of my TV was brand new glider chair with a sign tapped to the seat saying V.I.M Very Important Mommy.

"Did you know about this?" I turned to Jacob his smile doubling as my answer. "You didn't have to do this, really, this is too nice." I couldn't stop myself from smiling, I brought my hands to my stomach as I felt my little boy move. "Our little man definitely approves."

"Come on mommy to be, your chair has been waiting." Rachael took me by the arm and guided me to the glider. I had to admit, it was comfortable and just the thing my feet needed. Everyone else sat around me on the couches, everyone except for my mother. I was about to ask where she'd went when I saw her walk in with a box.

"Leah, Jacob, this is a gift for the both of you." Jacob came to stand beside the chair. Everyone leaned in to see what the gift was. "We all know you have a baby coming into the world in just two shorts months, so we put this book together for you to show you both how much you mean to all of us." I lifted the scrapbook from the box, the cover personalized with our names on it. I flipped through the first pages, reading some of the messages and looking at the picture of Jacob and me.

"This has to be the best present we've ever gotten." I looked at Jacob, tears in my eyes. He smiled back, pecking me on the cheek. "You guys mean a lot to us to, especially for showing your support by being here today."

"You can cry if you want." Rachael laughed, Rebecca beaming beside her.

"Ha, seriously though, this day is already perfect." The afternoon was filled with talk about the baby, myself, and about what was happening with everyone else. Jacob had slipped out of the room after a half an hour, claiming he needed to put a few final additions on the nursery. I let him go, immersed in three different conversation when he'd whispered in my ear. The food disappeared quickly, partly because of me, but I was surprised to find almost no leftovers when the guests were done.

Jacob came back down when it was time to open the gifts. We'd agreed to place the scrapbook in our room where it would be safe. Most of the gifts included pacifiers, diapers, clothes, and a few teething toys. To me though, it wasn't the gifts that made me happy, but the fact that I had all these people to count on. When the baby started to become more active, I invited a few of them over to feel. Clearly, he was having a good time.

The last guest left at seven, just as Jacob threw away the last piece of wrapping. The number of outfits I'd gotten had me overwhelmed as I thought of where I was going to put them all. Jacob carried the glider into the nursery while I washed the few remaining dishes. The day had been better than I thought, but I was exhausted from the company.

"I think we can sort through the clothes later, we still have time." Jacob snaked his arms around my waist, resting them on my stomach. "I start working at nine tomorrow, and I should be back by seven. I was thinking about visiting my dad if you wanted to come with?"

"Sure, Jacob, can I ask you something?"

"Anything."

"Are you nervous about becoming a father?"

"Well, yeah, isn't everyone? Of course, I'm nervous, but I'm sure I'll do a good job. Where is all of this coming from, hmm?" He nuzzled my neck; his intentions to take my mind off the matter were not going to work in his favor.

"When my mom said that we're going to be parents in two months, it scared me a bit. It's not that I don't think we'll be good parents, but will we be good enough?" He let his hands fall from my stomach, turning me around to face him. He took my hand in his, taking us out of the kitchen and to the nursery. The door was wide open, the only light coming from a lamp on a dresser.

"This is what I was doing while you were entertaining." Positioned above the baby's crib was a mobile, the charms handmade.

"You did all of that while I was downstairs?"

"Well, some of it. I worked on the other pieces while you were sleeping. There two moons here, and between them are one russet coloured wolf and one beautiful grey wolf. That way he'll always be able to look at mom and dad." I touched one of the carvings, the wood smooth; the painted details looked completely realistic. "So to answer your question, I think we will be better than good enough."

"These will be safe right? They can't fall off and smack him in the face?"

"What's he going to do? Grab them?"

"He's part you Jake, I'm expecting many things to happen."

"He'll be our little rebel if your genes have any say in the matter." He wrapped an arm around my shoulders, closing the door behind us. The nursery had been one of the hardest projects I'd ever worked on, but it was worth it after seeing that mobile. Jacob burst out laughing when he turned on the TV and saw the first show that was on.

"Turn that off! I am not watching any of that." I groaned, covering my eyes with my hands as the woman of the show screamed. If there was one thing, I didn't want to think about at the moment, it was giving birth.

"Alright, alright, don't worry we have plenty of time before we have to deal with that too."

I woke up with a start later that night. I was sweating, feeling hotter than usual. A cramp ripped through my stomach, a sharp shooting pain. Any thoughts that it was caused by sudden movement were gone when the pain came again a few minutes later.

"Jacob!" I screamed, trying to shake him awake. He opened his eyes, searching clumsily for the light, the room bright when he found it. I felt the mattress for any water, but all I felt was dry linens. It couldn't be happening, I thought, they are just cramps.

"What's going on?"

"Jacob, I think we need to get to the hospital. Grab that bag over there and fill it with diapers and any one of the outfits you can find." I gasped as another pain coursed through my stomach, I felt like throwing up.

"What are you talking about? Why do we have to go to the hospital?" Though he had no idea what was going on, he did start packing the bag. I eased myself out of the bed, thanking anyone who would listen that the pain had started to subside. I grabbed a sweater from the closet, resting my head against the door when another, smaller, pain ran across my stomach.

"Leah, what's wrong?" Jacob was holding the bag, awake as realization started to sink in. He took one look at my face, one look at where my hand was resting and shook his head. "Do you think that you're…are you sure they aren't those fake contractions?"

"They're too painful Jake; I think I'm going into labour."

End.

The end of another chapter :) Thank you all so much for reading. I have a good idea planned for the next chapter so stayed tuned. Don't forget to review!

-DarkAngelz200