And Then Came You
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AN: Yeah! Double wammy! Here is the second chapter that I will be posting today. I have been bored and out of my mind. I tried to fix as many mistakes as I possibly could. If there are many, sorry!
Seth
I sat on the bed, staring outside the window, as I touched the promise bracelet Seth gave me three years ago. My thoughts were slowly carrying me to that night, where I shared my body with Seth. It was the night when I gave myself to him, and the miracle that was steadily growing inside my womb was created. It was a child created with so much love and I couldn't wait to meet it.
My little Seth was real! It was part Seth and part Sarah Black. It was the biggest miracle in the world. My child was my strength in the most difficult moment of my life. I was going to fight with my whole existence to protect him. No one would hurt my child!
I thought of Seth Clearwater. I wanted to call him. I wanted to be near him, but I couldn't interrupt his studies. He needed to concentrate on his future. I could manage with my life for a little longer!
There was a soft knock on the door, bringing me back to reality. "Ali," a sweet voice called.
I straightened myself in the bed and covered my growing stomach under the blankets. "Yes?" I asked haughtily, hoping that my father wasn't going to argue with me.
"Can I come in?" he asked gently, opening the door and poking his head to look inside. "I want to speak with you." he said softly.
I nodded and watched as he walked inside the room. He looked like a lost child. There were dark circles under his eyes. His face was a blank expression. I fear reading his thoughts. I didn't want to hurt anymore.
I was emotionally drained, physically exhausted and spiritually dead. The pregnancy was slowly taking all my strength and I was unable to even get up from the bed without assistance. I didn't want anyone to know that I was hurting so badly. I didn't want to press the matter anymore than necessary.
My father paced around the room, his hands in his pockets and his head hung low. He looked so sad! I hated to see him so despondent. There was no hope in his dark, beautiful eyes. I promised little Seth that I would not cry, but there was a piece inside me that was slowly growing bleak and desperate.
My daddy stopped pacing and stared at me. I felt tears sting the back of my throat and well in my eyes. It was too much to handle. The hormones were running wild and I needed to feel my father's love.
I scoot over to make space for him to seat. He shook his head and continued to pace around the bed. I didn't cry. I was going to be strong. I needed to be strong. I didn't do anything that I should be sorry! I knew that I had to overcome the situation with maturity.
He turned around and walked to my bed. He sat beside me and took me in his warm arms. He cried, his shoulders trembling as he sobbed. My daddy! My precious daddy! I loved him so much!
"Jacobina, I love you!" he whispered, kissing my cheek and running his hand on my hair. "I'm not mad at you. I was disappointed. But I don't care anymore. I want you to know that you have me. I will be supportive. I'll go against your mother's wishes to protect your happiness. I know that you love this child. I don't want to terminate your pregnancy. I can't see the hopeless look in your eyes. It kills me to be away from you, baby girl!"
He pulled me away from him and stared in to my eyes. He smiled wearily. "I won't... I won't let you suffer alone anymore. I'm your father and I know that the baby is too important to you. I've made mistakes in the past, but not anymore!" he said, running his large hand on my face.
"Thank you," I mumbled, leaning against his hand. "I'm so happy that I can depend on you, Daddy! We have to remind her... remind her how she felt when everyone wanted her to end her pregnancy... when she was pregnant with me! I can't believe that she is doing this to me."
My father nodded, bringing me closer to him. I held on to him. I felt so safe. I only needed to know that Seth would defend me too. I wanted to believe that he was willing to fight for the life of our child.
"Daddy, why is Leah here? She hates me! Does she want me to end little Seth's life too?" I asked angrily, resting my head on my father's chest.
He sighed. "No. She is against your mother's wishes." he mumbled, caressing my back soothingly. "Who knew that Embry could break the ice around her heart." he chortled.
I giggled, holding tightly to him and inhaled his earthy scent. "Love can make us change, Daddy." I whispered.
He nodded, running his hand on my hair. "It also makes you do crazy things... Jacobina." he paused, kissing my forehead. "Ali?" he asked tenderly.
I looked up at him, afraid to see pain or disappointment in his eyes. "Yes, Dad?" I responded, raising my head to have a better look at him.
"I love you, princess. I love you more than my life." he said, smiling so lovingly at me.
"I love you, too. You will always be my first love! I will always love you, Daddy!" I said, my voice breaking. I found a remnant of peace in his arms.
He laughed, kissing my hair. I felt so small in his loving arms. I was a little child again. The world didn't matter in that instant. It was only my father and me, sharing a beautiful moment. I needed it so badly to feel safe. He was my hero. When I needed rescuing, he always came to protect me! Jacob Jeffrey Black was my haven of safety.
"What did Carlisle say about the baby?" I asked, when I heard little Seth moving. "Is the baby alright? Can he see the sex? Is it a boy?"
He swallowed hard. "It was hard to see the sex." he mumbled, placing his hands on my shoulders. "According to Carlisle..." he trailed off, playing with my unkempt hair. "The babe's heartbeats indicate that its healthy. He couldn't see around the placenta. It was thick like a vampire's skin. The sonogram couldn't penetrate it... sorry."
"Oh," I managed to say, looking down at my stomach. "He's moving." I said, trying to sound strong.
My father arched an eyebrow and stared at me questioningly. "Can I touch your stomach?" he asked insecurely, as he looked down at my growing belly. I nodded, removing the blanket and pulling up my shirt. The bruises on my skin were getting darker and were beginning to hurt. I took his hand in mine and placed it on my belly. It felt warm and soothing as he caressed my bump over the blanket.
He raised his face and smiled at me. "Did your baby speak to me, Jacobina?" he laughed.
I bobbed my head. "It tends to do that when a person touches my stomach. Little Seth is very smart and nosy, Daddy." I chuckled.
My father laughed harder and placed his other hand on the other side of my stomach. My angel began to giggle inside my head. It was happy as I thought of my father's beautiful smile.
I was consumed in the tender moment. I didn't hear my Papa's steps approaching my room.
"Hello!" Papa said as he peeked inside the room. He smiled down at us as he saw my father and I talking.
"Papa!" I shrieked happily. I motioned him to come in. "I'm sorry about last night. I wanted to be alone." I apologized.
He smirked and walked to the foot of the bed. "It's alright, Ali." he said, patting my foot.
"Did you hear a little voice by any chance?" I said, taking my Papa's hands in mine.
"I did, but it was so soft and low, that I couldn't really make out what it was saying." he said, tilting his head to look at me. "How are you, beautiful?"
I looked down at my stomach and then at my father. "I've been better, Papa. I have been much better! At least, the two of you are here with me." I said gloomily.
My father let go of my stomach and his warm hands cupped my face in his. "You can always count on me, Jacobina. I'll be here for you and for your little girl." he said, kissing my nose.
"Little girl?" I said alarmed, touching his hands. "Did Carlisle say it was a girl?" I asked, my eyes opened wide as I stared at my father and then at my Papa. "It's a boy! A little Seth! Right?"
My dad huffed and shook his head. "It's a girl!" he said laughing, taking his hands off my face and getting up from the bed. "I'll let you two speak in 'private'." he said, quoting in the air.
"It's a boy!!!" I shouted as he exited the room. "His name is Seth Jacob Clearwater-Black!"
My Papa was laughing at us. I took his hand in mine and pulled him closer to me. I stared into his topaz eyes and wondered how one heart could hold so much love. I was reading his thoughts and all I could feel was love. He only cared for my safety and happiness.
"I-I wanted to say something to you," I muttered, pausing as I gather my thoughts. "I just wanted t-to say t-thank you, Papa. I apologize if I offended you. I know that you wanted me to get married first and then have children... But I love Seth! I love him so much! Thank you for always accepting me. I wouldn't be strong for my child, if I didn't have your love in my life." I said, feeling thankful.
"You don't need to thank me. I will never judge you, Ali. You'll be my angel. I love you, Ali. You are an extension of Bella and Nessie and I love everything about you. And know that your little child will be much loved by all of us. I'm glad that I could experience the opportunity of being a father to Renesmee and then a grandfather to you... And now, thanks to you, I'll be a great grandfather!" he said cheerfully.
"Do you think that it's a boy?" I asked, playing with the buttons of my Papa's shirt. He shrugged, but smiled.
We talked for a while longer. He made me laugh and I felt so much lighter. I began to get hungry and I also wanted to see the rest of my family. Edward carried me to the patio where everyone had gathered. I saw my mother and father holding each other as she cried in his arms.
Leah, Embry, Paul Max and Romeo were sitting down and stood up when they saw me. I waved at them, to sit back down. I continued to stare at them, but turned around when I saw my Bella worriedly staring at me.
My Papa placed me down on a rocking chair and she walked to where I sat. She knelt down in front of me and took my hand. If she could cry, she would be bawling. I caressed her face and smiled at her. There was no need for words. I just needed to know that I could rely on the people that I had grown to love.
"Where are Alice, Rose, Emmett, Jazz, and my grandparents?" I asked, looking down at Mama and then up at my Papa.
"They went hunting. They should be back in a little later. They want to be satiated, since we are expecting more people." Bella said softly, smiling sadly at me. "Carlisle left donated blood for you. He said to drink as much as you need. There is plenty more. He also said that only human blood can calm your nauseas."
I nodded contently, staring at her beautiful glittering skin as the sun's rays hit it. I was dazed as I contemplated every diamond-like sparkled that shone on her.
"Are you hungry, precious?" she asked sweetly, standing up and pushing a stray hair away from my face.
"Yes." I said taking her cold hand in mine and kissing the back of it.
"I'll bring you some, my dear. Just relax, OK." she said, kissing my cheek and walking inside the house.
My Papa sat on the arm of the rocking chair and placed his hand on my stomach. He began to laugh as little Seth began to speak to him. My angel's voice was so soft and sweet. It reminded me of the first time I heard my mother's voice. It was like the soft humming of the night breeze or like distant bells chiming.
Thinking about my mother hurt me. She was so closed to me and would not even look my way. It pained me to not be acknowledged by my own mother. She was hurting me, but perhaps, I had hurt her more.
"What the fuck is going on?" I heard Leah muttered. "Why is the bloodsucker laughing like an idiot?"
"I don't know!" Embry snorted. I didn't even bothered to turn around to answer. I was too enthralled by my Papa's attitude towards my angel.
"Edward is talking to Sarah's baby." Romeo said nonchalantly. I wanted to laugh. Romeo was blunt and the way he said it, was funny. Like it was common to have a little unborn child speak to you!
"Speak! Oh, great! I'll be the aunt of a freak!" Leah muttered angrily.
Max growled and stood from his seat. "Can you be nicer, you fucking ogre. Damn, Em, control your bitch!" he said angrily and went back inside the house.
I heard my father's thoughts and relaxed. He was thinking that I shouldn't waste my time arguing with her. It would spoil my mood. He was right. I smiled at my daddy and then turned my attention to Papa and the baby.
My Mama came back with a glass full of human blood. I drank it and began to regain my strength. It was revitalizing and refreshing... Little Seth stopped moving so much and I felt the baby dozing off.
The morning was slowly coming to an end and the afternoon sky was getting dark, with ominous clouds. It was going to rain and I felt sad all of a sudden.
I looked at the trees as they swayed with the breeze and caught a familiar scent. I struggled to get up from the rocking chair and held on to my stomach. It had to be him! It had to be him!
I walked down the patio steps, letting the scent of Seth linger inside my nostrils and ran towards the trees. My Papa called out my name, but I couldn't stop. I need Seth. I had to see him! My father followed after me. He suddenly phased and ran in front of me.
"Oh fuck! Daddy! Don't!" I shouted, when I heard his thoughts. "Don't!" I cried loudly, running after him.
I trailed behind him, holding my belly, afraid to hurt little Seth. He was moving inside me, he was afraid! He started kicking me and hurting me, but I couldn't let my father hurt my Seth. He couldn't!
I collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily and clutching my stomach. My Papa hurried to my side, touching my face and trying to help me up. I didn't let him. I couldn't move.
"Don't let him hurt Seth!" I shouted, feeling the pain course through my entire body. "Don't let him! Please, Papa!"
Leah, Embry, Maximus and Rommy were running towards them. They had all phased and Leah's thoughts weren't that dainty.
"Leah, stop them! Don't hurt my Daddy!" I yelled, as I saw her little gray figure running ahead of the others.
"Seth!" I cried loudly, fighting my Papa's arms. "Seth! Seth! Ouch! It hurts!"
