A/N: Thanks to those have read and review. I've got up to chapter 7 written... had them for some time... just wasn't sure if anyone cared to read what I have.

Disc.: I am not writing originally, these characters on not mine.

Chapter 3

The changes were minimal, at least at first, though at two months, Nessie was already half way done. She wasn't gaining very quickly, which concerned Carlisle some, but she seemed content. Jacob was hunting for the both of them, first her than himself. She rolled her eyes and tried to convince him that she could hunt on her own.

"Not with you in your condition," Jacob barked at her when she tried to head out with him. Nessie growled at him in her own almost feral way, but she turned back to the house and trudged back up the stairs quite frustrated.

It was when she was at the halfway point that she started slowly heading downhill. She wrinkled her nose at the beasts that Jacob brought her. She shook her head, unable to swallow anything she tasted from the beast.

"I'm sorry, it just makes me ill," Nessie said quietly as she turned away from the animal making a face.

"You haven't eaten in two days," Jacob pleaded with her.

"I can't do it, Jake. I want to for you, but I just can't," Nessie said shaking her head.

"Perhaps, Nessie, some borrowed O-positive?" Carlisle asked as he held out a metal cup. Nessie took it, sniffing it. She took a sip, turned green, and barely had time to hand it to Jacob as she ran to throw up.

"She's turning down blood?" Bella asked.

"In every form, it seems," Carlisle said as he poured the cup down the drain and chased it with some bleach.

"Human food?" Rosalie asked. Jacob grunted and shook his head.

"Yeah, no," Jacob said. "We were down at La Push three days ago and Nessie about vomited from the smell of the food cooking."

"She has to eat something," Edward said as he frowned. "There has to be something she wants to eat."

"Nasty vomit," Nessie said as she headed back down the stairs. For a pregnant person, she was still quite graceful. "Should I be this big already?"

"You are a bit bigger than half way," Carlisle said as he looked her over.

"Do you think that her progress is speeding up?" Jacob asked in a whisper. Nessie laughed.

"I'm standing right here," Nessie said as she placed her hand on her belly.

"Do you think your progress is speeding up?" Jacob asked her coolly. Nessie glared at him for a second.

"No," Nessie said in the same cool tone. Jacob looked at her in surprise before leaping at her, wrapping his arms around her protectively.

"I didn't mean to be that way, Nessie," Jacob whispered in her ear. He knew that the super freaks could hear him, still, but he made a point of it being meant for just her eyes.

"Can you hear them?" Nessie asked her father. "I remember you heard me but can you hear them?"

"T-them?" Edward asked uncertainly. Nessie nodded, swallowing.

"I think there is more than one," Nessie said. "There are too many jabs and pokes to be just one."

"I know it feels that way, but I only saw one, Nessie," Carlisle assured her.

"That was when I was only 3 months along," Nessie reminded him gently. "I'm of a gestational that is nearly six months. I guess time will tell, won't it?"

"Well, in that case, you're nearly done, aren't you?" Jacob asked. Nessie nodded. "Too late to make an honest woman out of you?"

"Like I'd let you," Nessie said. She groaned. "I'm starving."

"What do you want to eat? Just tell me and I'll go get it for you," Jacob said insistently.

"I don't know," Nessie whined. She sighed, leaving the others to head into the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and began digging through the various things. Her hand rested on a bag of apples shoved and nearly forgotten at the back. "Maybe?"

"It's worth a try, Nessie," Edward said quietly.

"Ugh, get out of my head, Dad," Nessie said as she reentered the room. She was on her fifth apple by then.

"A vegetarian? My kid?" Jacob asked. Edward grinned.

"In the truest sense of the word," Edward said.

"Can you hear them?" Nessie asked again. Edwards made a face in slight frustration.

"No," Edward admitted. Nessie pressed her hand to her stomach but look disappointed.

"Great," Nessie said. "I was hoping you'd be able to help me keep them out of trouble."

"Enough of this 'them' business," Jacob pleaded. "It's too much."

"I was thinking Sarabella for the girl and Masen for the boy," Nessie said distractedly as she walked away from them. She was on her seventh apple by then. She turned and looked at them, holding up the empty bag. "I think we need more fruits."