At just eight months along, they twins were ready to get out of the womb as soon as they decided they were. My water broke while I was out to dinner with Sammy on New Year's Eve, a full five days before they were due according to Carlisle's predictions. I never thought that they would come so early, which is why I wasn't expecting the sharp pains in my abdomen during the middle of dinner.

The night that my twins were born was the happiest (and most painful) day of my life. Well, days, I should say.

Nessa Emelia Uley was born at 11:59 on New Year's Eve and Samuel Jacob Uley was born 12:01 on New Year's Day.

It had been six months since then and the babies were both still showing no signs of vamprism. My eyes had returned to their natural brown color after their birth and though I was now forever fifty-one percent vampire like my mother and would never phase again, I was happy with how things had turned out. I would have forever with my children just like my mother would always be in my life and her mother would always be with her. I had Sammy and my twins forever. What more could I ask for?

I couldn't tell who was more thrilled at being a parent, me or my imprint. Ever since the twins were born, Sammy couldn't keep that stupid grin off of his face. I loved that he was so in love with our children. He simply adored them. And he was so helpful with them. Unlike a lot of new fathers, Sammy never shied away from changing diapers or getting up in the middle of the night to check up on whichever one of the twins was crying. The twins were six months old now and sleeping through the night better than anyone had expected so Sammy and I would sometimes go to the nursery and watch our precious little darlings sleep.

"We have the most beautiful babies in the world." Sammy boasted proudly.

"That's just because they look just like you." I beamed, holding squirming SJ in my lap while Sammy was helping Nessa with her little sailor dress for our family picture.

We were on the beach taking our family trip that Esme and Carlisle gave us at the baby shower. It took everything in my power to convince my family members not to join us on this little vacation. It was our first family vacation with just the four of us and Sammy and I put out feet down. We promised to take a million pictures for the Cullens, Blacks, and Uleys but they were not invited. The guy taking our picture was a native.

"They are only beautiful because they take after their mother. I think they look more like you!" Sammy argued playfully.

We had this conversation a lot. It was obvious to anyone who saw them that the twins favored my husband. Sure, Nessa had my big brown Swan eyes and curly ringlets, SJ had my smile, and both of the kids had skin that was a darker russett than I had while still remaining pale. But both kids had Sammy's dark brown-nearly black hair color and SJ had his father's dark brown eyes. The twins had Sammy's little ears and slightly large nose, as well as the swoop of his chin.

They looked like they were Quileute natives. Which they were. My father, my husband, and I had all been born on tribal soil. And now my children would have absolutely no denying their heritage now. They were second generation from vampire and werewolf blood and the tribe had come to accept me, they no doubt would be able to accept my children.

My children would have a better life than I had.

Well, maybe not better but easier since looking back on my life, I realized that I didn't actually have it that bad. Sure, I was an outcast for awhile and had to move around a lot so that humans wouldn't realize that I was different once I started phasing. And then when I moved back to the Reservation, I was rejected at first but the natives came to accept me because of my father and imprint's fierce determination to make me feel welcome.

I was just glad that my children wouldn't have to deal with any of the prejudices that I had to go through.

"Say 'queso!'" The cameraman said, bringing me out of my thoughts and back into the present.

Sammy wrapped his arm tighter around me and I smiled for the man taking our family picture. SJ seemed to know what was going on and sat up the tiniest bit straighter in my lap and even Nessa giggled when Sammy said "cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessse" dramatically.

Yup, my little family was all that I needed.


AN: This story is wrapping up. I'm either going to do a long epilogue about the twins' lives or do another story staring the twins' POVs so that I'm not leaving you guys completely hanging.