The days went by quicker than I'd hoped and soon it was time for the Cullens to arrive, the night before the fight.
At 34 weeks pregnant, I was absolutely miserable trying to do anything.
None of my imprints wanted me to join them when they were supposed to meet with the Cullens, but none of them wanted to leave me at home alone either. They needed the entire pack with them at the meeting.
"I'll be fine here alone, I promise." I told them as the three of them debated on what to do.
"And if you go into labor?" Paul asked as he looked up at me.
"I have a cell phone." I responded.
"But we won't. Bella—"
"You guys can feel if I'm in pain, literally. If I go into real labor, you'll know. I'm an adult, I'm perfectly capable of staying at home alone." I told them angrily.
"We know you are, honey, but the leeches—"
"You're all going to be late if you don't stop arguing and go. I'm not a fucking china doll. I'll be just fine in my own home for what, and hour tops? Do you really want to make me order you, Samuel?"
He seemed taken aback, and I had to admit I was completely and entirely ashamed with myself. I couldn't believe I'd just said that to him. I began crying as I flung myself into his arms.
"I'm so sorry, Sam… I didn't mean it, I swear. I'd never order you to do that…" I cried into his chest.
"I know, honey. You're stressed, we're all stressed, and you're right, we're treating you like a china doll. You're the alpha female. If you want to stay here, you can." Sam told me as he pulled away to look me in the eyes.
"Thank you." I muttered to him as I wiped at my eyes.
"Please be careful and stay in our bedroom." Jared told me as he pulled me into his arms and kissed me.
"I promise." I told him.
"And you better not randomly show up at the meeting this time, got it princess?" Paul commanded and I laughed.
"Not a chance. It's hard for me to just walk across the house right now." I reassured him and he kissed me to before leaning down to my belly.
"Be good for mommy while we're gone, little wolves." He whispered before they all left reluctantly.
I rested in our room while I waited and finally decided on the two names for our children. We'd only just finished the nursery the day before and it was beautiful. We also had two bassinets set up in our room for the first couple months.
I couldn't wait to meet our children, but I prayed to the spirits that they'd manage to stay in at least two more weeks, though I was beginning to worry that they wouldn't. My belly had already dropped, which meant that they were getting into position to be born, and my Braxton-hicks were getting more frequent, preparing my body.
Embry and Leah had moved into Jared's old house over the last week and had finally gotten settled in, but now our house felt empty. I knew it wouldn't be for long because of the twins, but I missed having my pack so close.
I knew that the meeting tonight was only to discuss plans of attack, so I tried not to stress about it too much. I ended up laying in the bathtub, taking a nice hot bath as I continued to wait.
I hadn't even finished my bath when I heard the door opening and felt my three imprints walking in.
Sam walked into the bathroom and leaned against the doorway with his arms crossed.
"I see you used your alone time wisely. Did you enjoy the silence?" He asked me as I ran my hands over my belly, which was protruding out of the water.
"Silence isn't really my cup of tea." I smiled at him. "How'd it go?"
"We coordinated attack plans and the major told us what we needed to know to take them down easier. One of them is going to take your old backpack and leave it in the area we're planning on fighting. No trees or water, just like we did with Victoria. They asked about you." He mentioned.
"And?" I inquired.
"I told them that you chose to stay home and we're trying to minimalize the stress to you and the babies so that they're not born prematurely. They agreed that was a good idea." He told me.
"I decided on names, but I want all of you to approve before it's final." I said to him as he helped me up out of the bath and handed me a towel to dry off with. "I think you'll like them."
"I'm sure I will, honey." He told me as we made our way back into the bedroom where Jared and Paul were talking about approaches they could take to keep the newborns from getting their arms around them.
"There's our girl. Did you have a nice bath?" Jared asked as he threw me one of Sam's shirts that I loved.
"I did. Wanna finalize the names I decided on?" I asked them happily and they all agreed.
All of them loved the names I chose and decided that they were perfect for our children. We decided on waiting to tell the rest of pack until they were born though.
Once all three of the guys were asleep, I snuck into the living room and laid in the recliner. I couldn't sleep no matter how hard I tried. I needed all of them to get a good night's rest so that they could be at their best for the fight.
I grabbed one of the pillows off of the couch and pushed it in between my side and the armrest, trying to get comfortable, but it was nearly impossible.
I was too worried. I would be here while my three imprints were out there fighting for their lives. Thankfully, Charlie would be at Billy's house the whole time.
Every single bit of the stress and danger that had been placed on me and my children was because of the Cullens, with Edward being the star of the show. I was a fool and I was still so thankful that the spirits had chosen me to have a new beginning.
As the light began to shine into the windows, I tossed and turned in the chair, trying to sleep. The effort was fruitless. I still couldn't get comfortable, my back was aching terribly, as it had all night, and my mind was still spinning with anxiety.
A/N- We're finally at the day of the fight! What do you think will happen?
