Annie/Jenny's world Twilight's world

Unknown POV:

I watched her as she lays on the bed, I watched how it was becoming harder and harder for her to breath. Marie was on the other side of the bed, holding our mother's hand. She was talking to her, telling her how famous she was. Marie told mother all of her achievements, her awards, and her books. You see, my mother was an author. She was one of a kind. She wrote books about how life's unfair and cruel. But not all of her stories were about life, she also wrote romantic novels, although they never got their happy ending. My mother was an incredible mother, she did a lot for Marie and me. In spite of the fact that we didn't have the same blood, she didn't care. She loved us more than life itself. Marie and I were about two months old when mother adopted us, she adopted twins. No one knew why she didn't get married or had kids of her own.

I was around 14 or 15 years old when I asked her a question that everyone would ask her. I asked her why she never got married or why didn't she ever get with someone. I was expecting the same answer she gave to everyone else, but instead, she pulled me close and made me sit on her lap. She stared at me and an expression that I never saw before. She wasn't the happy mother I always saw but this person, this new person right in front of me was a broken woman. She looked at me, straight in the eyes and said.

"Charlotte, I'm going to tell you something that I never told anyone. You see, I had someone before. I loved him with all my heart and I would have done anything for him. I wanted to stay with him, to spend forever with him, but life doesn't work that way. Things happened along the way and we got separated. The reason why I am not married because I cannot be with someone and love another. I cannot fake an emotion that I once felt so passionate about. To this day I love him with the same passion I once did. But one day we'll be together just as we hoped to be. But for right now, we must stay separated until the day comes when we reunite." And since that day I never asked again. Since that day I saw my mother in a new light. I began to see the woman she hid behind the mask she always wears. I saw how broken and tired she looked. I saw the pain she held back from us. I began to see the tear marks that she left behind whenever she came out of her room. I began to see her for her, something I am sure she never let anyone else see.

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Third Person's POV:

After Jacob has successfully distracted Sam and his pack so the Cullens can go out and hunt. Jacob and Edward come back inside the living room and saw Alice and Rosalie with Bella. Rosalie looks up and walks over to them. They began talking about the babies name Bella picked out. Rosalie wasn't on board but it wasn't up to her. Bella told them the boys name and they somewhat liked it. Then when the girl's name was said. They weren't too sure about it.

"I was playing around with our mom's names. Renée and Esme. And I was thinking... Renesmee" Bella said. It was quiet in the room before Jacob spoke.

"Renesmee," he said slowly turning to Edward.

"Too weird?" Bella asked and Jacob turns to her.

"Um..." he didn't know what to say.

"No, that's not too weird. It's beautiful and it's unique. Which certainly fits the situation. I like Renesmee" Edward said and Bella smiles.

"But I would have thought you would name your girl after Annie," Jacob said making them frown.

"Annie's coming back. She'll want her own name back" Bella said. She goes to take a drink of blood but suddenly, he back breaks and falls to the floor. Edward quickly grabs Bella and takes her into the makeshift hospital room. The others followed with Alice on the phone.

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Charlotte's POV:

One story I loved to hear from my mother was about a 21-century girl traveling back in time and falling in love with a southern man. I remember the first I hear it, my mother took Marie and me down to a beach in La Push and we camped out there. She looked out and watched the sunset, she was very quiet. Now thinking clearly of that day, it seems as though she was remembering something. Then suddenly she turned to us and she told us the story about a girl named Annie who fell in love with a southern man named Jasper. She told us all what happened to them, their struggles they went through just to be separated in the end. For life to take her back to her own world, what a cruel and unforgiving thing it did. I don't think I would have survived coming back and realizing it was all a dream from the beginning.

"Charlotte" my mother's weak voice called out to me. I turned to her and smiled at her. Even though with all of these tubes around her, she still looks very beautiful. Throughout the years she has aged with such grace.

"You and your sister, the both of you are my pride and joy. My greats achievements in life," she said and Marie cried even harder. I held my mother's hand careful I wouldn't cause her more pain.

"Momma, please don't leave us. I still need you. I cannot do this without you," I told her. She looks at me with a small smile and wipes away my tears.

"But I will not leave you, my daughter. I'll always be right here" she said pointing at my heart.

Shaking my head, "momma, please. Please, don't go," I said sobbing.

"I do not want too. You and your sister are the only things in this life worth staying for. I know if he had the chance of meeting you two, he would have been proud. He would have been a great father, just like his brother," it was harder for her to talk let alone to breathe. I watched as she stopped and took deep breaths. I knew she was in pain and I knew it was her time to leave, but I didn't want her to leave me. I wasn't ready to say goodbye.

"Did you know I named the both of you girls after four strong women?" mother said, Marie and I looked at each before looking at our mother. She was always so secretive when it came to anything personal. She didn't share a lot about her life before she adopted us. I think it's because she wanted it to be hidden, she never talked and throughout the years we learned not to ask.

"Charlotte Rose Whitlock and Marie Alice Swan. Rose is short for Rosalie, she was a great friend of mine. Rosalie and Alice were sisters, adopted sisters, but they treated each other as though they were real sisters. Charlotte and Marie are the middle names of these two twin sisters I knew. They were acted opposite yet they were alike. Just like you and Marie, you two remind me of them. Whenever I look at you girls I remember and it doesn't bring me pain anymore but happiness. He would have been happy with the both of you. He would have been proud, so proud to have called you his little girls" mother said before closing her eyes.

3rd POV:

"Rosalie, pass the morphine" Edward ordered his sister and he placed Bella on the bed.

"Carlisle said the placenta must have detached," Alice said as Edward gives Bella the morphine shot.

"He's coming as fast as he can, but..." Alice trails off.

"We'll have to do it" Rosalie finished her sister's sentence and Alice nods. Rosalie takes a scalpel and is about to open Bella's stomach but Edward stops her.

"Rose! Let the morphine spread," Edward growled at Rosalie.

"There's no time. Annie and your baby are dying" Rosalie argues back.

"GET THEM OUT NOW!" Bella screamed out. Edward looks at her before turning to Rosalie and nods. Rosalie cuts Bella's stomach open.

"Look at me, Bella," Jacob said before Bella's screamed out in pure pain. As Rosalie opened Bella's stomach, Bella's blood distracted her causing Alice to roughly take her out of the room. Leaving Jacob, Edward, and a dying Bella. Jacob screamed at Edward to turn Bella but Edward wouldn't, not with the babies inside of Bella. Bella demanded them to take out her sister and son. Edward then processes to rip the embryonic sac with his teeth and pulls out baby number one.

"Okay, hey, hey, it's a girl" Edward coo at his daughter. Bella looks at her daughter.

"It's Renesmee," Bella said as Edward hands her their baby. Bella holds the baby happily but the baby bites her and Edward takes her back after which Bella appears to die.

"Bella? BELLA? BELLA!" Jacob screamed out.

"Jacob hold the baby," Edward said as Jacob tries to give Bella CPR.

"Keep that away from me!" Jacob said as Rosalie walks back into the room.

"Edward. I'll take her. I promise I'm okay, let me," Rosalie said and Edward nods. Edward gives the baby to Rosalie and then he takes out a syringe. But before Edward could inject Bella with it, he stops as he sees something poking out of Bella's stomach... it appears to be a tiny foot. Edward puts the syringe down and takes out the other baby. This baby was nothing like the first baby. This baby was weak, bruises all over her tiny body and was smaller, much smaller than the first. And unlike the first baby, this baby was blue. Edward held the baby and Jacob looked at it, shocked.

"Twins," Jacob said not believing it. Edward looks at her before realizing something he awful, something he would never have expected.

"Oh Annie," Edward said when he realized this baby had no pulse.

3rd POV:

Charlotte and Marie watched as their mother laid on the hospital bed, so deep in agony that would be unreachable until the morphine went in. Both of them thinking the same, where was the doctor when you needed him? Charlotte went to press the call button and paced the room, then pressed it again. Marie tried to calm her twin down but Charlotte couldn't. Her mother was in pain and no one was here helping her. Suddenly the door opens and a nurse appears, tired yet still smiling. She took one at the patient and paged the doctor. Looking at the two daughters she offered them some advice about expecting the worse. There was little she could say, at this stage upping the dose was likely fatal but it was the only option left. After the nurse left, minutes felt like a lifetime, Doctor Jackson entered. And just like the nurse, he turned to their mother and his face showed what they feared the most. He looked at the two girls with a remorse expression.

"Ms. Whitlock. Ms. Swan, this dose is the minimum that will take her out of pain, but there is a strong likelihood her heart will stop. Your mother has a DNR (Do Not Resuscitate) order, so if that happens, we must let her go. As her decision makers, we need you to sign off on the treatment," Dr. Jackson said before handing Charlotte a clipboard. Marie sat down on the chair and cried, holding her mother's hand. Charlotte let the tears flow and took the clipboard with shaky hands.

"Umm, yeah, just give me the pen," Charlotte said and turned to her mother. She caressed her forehead. "I wish we could have done this for her sooner," she said staring at her mother.

"I'll give you some more time," Dr. Jackson said and Charlotte nods. He went out the door he came in. Minutes passed by and the girls sat next to their mother and continued to cry.

Jenny hasn't heard his voice in almost fifty years, not since her graduation. But the second she heard it, she knew it was him, though it was far younger than she remembered. With great effort, Charlotte and Marie watched as their mother opened her wrinkled eyes too stare at them. Jenny turned to both of them and smiled. "He's calling for me," was all she said, ever so softly. It was almost impossible to hear against the hums of the machinery in the hospital room.

"I never got the chance to ask you. Who was the man you loved, momma?" Charlotte asked her. Jenny looked at her with a fond expression. "Jasper," Jenny whispered. Somehow Charlotte knew it was him, the way her mother would say his name almost as if it pained her to do so. The way her face would lite up whenever she heard that name. Or when she would say her last name. Hearing her heart slow down, Marie and Charlotte cried more.

"Go to him, he's waiting for you" Marie whispered as she touched her mother's hand softly.

"Have your forever with him," Charlotte said trying to give her mother one last smile.

Jenny took her last breath at 11:24 am on September 11, 2067. From a blinding white light came Jasper, a young golden-eye man, holding out his hand. Jenny reached forward to clasp it, her earthly limbs staying still. The sounds of crying grew fainter and she found herself in her perfect heaven. Jenny saw the house, the house she grew to love as her own. She saw them waiting for her, they were all there even the Sam and the pack was there, standing outside of the house. Birds sang into the endless winter air, Jasper turned to Annie and hugged her...

"Welcome home, darling," he whispered softly.