My apologies. I described Edward with bronze eyes, I totally meant topaz. =(
And I guess this is kinda going slow, but those hearty meaningful moments are what count right?
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I sat cross-legged on the quilt on our bed, watching my family play with my children. Mom held Connor in the rocking chair in the corner, Alice, Esme, and Rosalie standing over her. Emmett, Dad, Carlisle, Jasper, and Grandpa played dolls with Raine on the rug between the bed and the rocking chair, it was truly a sight to see.
Jacob sprawled across the bed next to me; his enormous size would never cease to amaze me. His large arms where wrapped around me, warming my entire body. I always feel so safe and secure in Jacob's arms; I know that nothing can ever hurt me here.
The sense of family overwhelmed me; I knew in my heart that we were defying all of reality. Just the fact that any of us, aside from Grandpa, existed was rebellion against what people considered to be the sane or normal world. Not to mention that the fact that I was half vampire half human, and I have part werewolf children, we're such an odd bunch, I like to think of it as eclectic.
"Mommy look!" Raine called, smiling at me as she managed to convince Dad to let her put a bow in his hair; he did not look amused. I'm sure it was because he could read everyone's mind, and judging by their faces, they were quite amused at his expense. "Grandpa's beautiful!"
"Yes he is." I said as everyone burst into joyous laughter, all our voices mingled. The vampires voices rang beautifully, mine harmonized with theirs. Grandpa's humanly laugh stuck out somewhat awkwardly, but not nearly as much as Jacob's booming laugh. Raine didn't understand why everyone was laughing; her dark skin turned an even darker shade of brown. I slowly climbed out of Jacob's warm embrace and pulled my beautiful daughter into my arms. Her dark brown hair hung in waves around her beautiful face. Beautiful did not begin to describe her, but for lack of a better word, beautiful would suffice.
"Let me see my girl." Jacob said smiling at her lovingly, I handed her to him where she instantly started to squeal because Jake had begun tickling her. I never wanted moments like these to end.
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"Bye mom." I said wrapping my arms around my mother.
"Goodbye Sweetie." She said brushing some of the hair out of my face and following the rest of my family out to the cars.
"Hey there." Jacob purred - which is weird since he's a 'dog' - wrapping his arms around me from behind. His temperature raged hotter than normal, and I knew what that meant.
"Jake Sweetie, you do realize that I'm not healed yet right?" I asked turning around to face him, kissing him teasingly. I giggled as the look on his face turned from excited to mournful, almost like a little puppy dog. It was my favorite of all his faces.
"You're sure?" He asked, "I thought you healed fast."
"Not that fast." I said kissing his burning lips tenderly. "How 'bout we go watch the kids sleep for a little while, then go to bed?" I suggested, staring into his chocolate brown eyes. In those eyes I could see forever, it was like staring into a pool of liquid chocolate, beautiful and enchanting. He smiled at me, causing those eyes to light up brighter than I thought possible; my heart soared at the sight.
"Sounds good to me." He said wrapping his burning arms around my cool body, kissing me on the forehead, and leading me to Raine's room. We stood in the doorway for an hour; it seemed like merely minutes, locked in Jacob's warm embrace. Standing there in his arms for a long time started to wear me down, my body was still recovering from the pregnancy and birth. Before I knew it I could feel him lifting me up into his arms, I was barely conscious, the last thing I felt was the quilt wrapping around my body on the bed, and Jacob pulling me close.
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"Jacob?" I mumbled, rolling over onto my back, searching for Jacob though the fog of sleep. The sun was just starting to cast a golden glow through the window next to our bed, past our tan curtains. Jacob wasn't here. I sat up abruptly and pulled on my favorite sweatshirt, the wood floors even felt cold to my feet. I made my way to the main room where the temperature control for the thermostat was before heading back into the bedroom to check on the baby. When I was sure that he was warm and safe I put on my boots and made my way through the house and out the door, to see if I could see Jacob, I couldn't.
"Hey Nessie!" Emily called to me from where she was walking down the road with her two children at her side. "The boys went out after a scent, Sam sent me over to make some breakfast with you."
I loved when Emily came to visit; she was like a sister to me, along with all the other imprintees. I used to be closer to some of the younger ones, but as I grew rapidly, mine and Emily's bond grew. Emily now had two children, and another on the way. They were beautiful children, her first, Simon, came along not long after I did. Her second, Lynn, came along two years later. And now she was due with the third in just two short months. I ghosted to her side to help her with the things she was carrying.
"Hey!" I said smiling, giving her a one armed hug.
"I'll never get used to that." Emily said laughing at me, her eyes a little larger than normal.
"Sorry." I apologized, "So what'd they smell?"
"I'm not sure, Sam and Jacob both said it smelled like a vampire, but an unfamiliar one." Emily answered as we walked into the main room and into the kitchen, Simon and Lynn settling down on the couch and flipping on the TV.
"That can't be good." I mused, there hadn't been unfamiliar vampires since I was young, and the werewolves had all learned the scents of all friendly vampires (even those not on 'diets' such as ours). "My family seems to have an attraction for problems."
"They do seem to make other vampires pretty angry, that's why Sam kinda doesn't like having them around. He respects them and their ways, but he sees them as a magnet for trouble." Emily said pulling ham and eggs out of a paper bag.
"And I don't?" I questioned, "There's only one other in the world like me that we know of, and my children? Hybrids are just asking for trouble."
"I suppose." Emily said, not totally convinced, "I just don't want any more vampire trouble, you know?"
"Yeah." I said nodding in agreement, but my mind was consumed with waves of guilt, I was a freak, and I gave birth to more children of the 'freak' decent. I was a trouble magnet, and I knew it. 'What've I done?'
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That's it for this chapter I s'pose