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Okay.. so, don't hate me for this but this chapter is nearly 5000 words and I wanted to make it longer :( Tell me if you feel I skipped something or that I should've added something.

And the word 'doubts' doesn't even cover how I feel about this. You'll know why when you read it though. I guess. I made up a lot of stuff there :S:S So please tell me what you think.

Umm...Well, here it is..


Chapter Seventeen

I kept thinking about that for a while until I realized that we were already in the Rabbit, heading towards the house.

I wanted to think about the whole Jacob-and-I-having-kids issue freely; surely Daddy would hear me and make a big deal out of it so I decided to call Momma for help. I snatched the phone out of my bag and dialed her number. She answered after the first ring.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Momma,"

"Hi, sweetie. Is something wrong?" Oh my God! They just have to predict the worst thing! So a girl is calling her mother, what's the big deal here?

"Nope. I just want to ask you something,"

"Sure, honey. What do you want?" she asked. I hesitated for a moment then decided to just tell her what I need.

"Can you shield me tonight? We're about a mile away from the house," I asked her, a bit too quickly.

"Of course. But what do you need to, you know, hide?" Oh, Momma! What the heck are you saying? Now, he'll know I have something to hide! God! I sighed.

"Do you really want me to tell you while he's somewhere near you? I know he is." They must be in the cottage, since I wasn't around. Doing whatever stuff I really didn't want to know about.

"Oh. Well, okay, honey. We'll be in the main house," she said as she ended the call.

"What are you thinking about that it's so bad that you don't want Edward to know about?" Jacob asked after a long time of silence; apparently he was thinking about something deeply himself. Wait, can it be the same thing I was thinking about? I smiled at the thought.

"No big deal. I'll tell you later," I said, kissing his cheek as he parked the car in front of the house.

"Sure, sure. That better not be a long time though," he warned, I smiled at his 'serious' face. Jake and serious never made it to one sentence together without making me laugh.

He just smiled back and drove away as I jumped out of the car. Thinking about Rihanna's song just in case Momma hadn't had her shield up yet.

I entered the living room to find Momma smiling, Daddy with a serious frustrated expression on his face and the rest just hanging out there, doing nothing in particular.

"What happened that you don't want me to know about?" Daddy asked gently, trying to hide the frustration and worry behind his voice but obviously failed.

"Nothing, Daddy. Really. Can't a girl have one night of privacy?" He just raised an eyebrow at me; it made no sense, I never asked Momma to shield me except when I wanted to tease him. And that was clearly not the situation; he'd know.

"Oh, Edward! What can be on her mind? She's just little miss goody two-shoes!" Emmett said. Good thing he wasn't a fan of Daddy's gift. Daddy just gave him a 'shut-up-or-I'll-kill-you' look.

"Come on, Nessie. Go sleep, sweetie; you have school tomorrow," Esme said, taking me upstairs. Momma nodded and winked at me; she loved teasing Daddy as much as I did. If she only knew it was really serious this time.

I tucked myself into bed and was asleep in no time; I was really exhausted after a whole day of surprising events.

I woke up the next day, due to that awful alarm clock. Wow. Momma didn't wake me up. I wonder why.

And there was my answer; Daddy was sitting on the edge of my bed, pinching the bridge of his nose. He looked obviously nervous, worried, angry- no 'furious' would be more accurate- and ...disappointed?

"Bonjour, Daddy," I said, trying to lighten his mood a little. He just turned his head to me, a lot of questions in his eyes. Uh-oh! "What's wrong?" I choked; Momma can't have removed her shield yesterday, right?

"Renesmee, I'm going to ask you something and please be honest while answering it. For my sanity's sake," he said, looking directly into my eyes. I dropped the eye-contact immediately. He just came by my side and lifted my face in his ice-cold, super-strong hands, forcing me to look at him again.

"Why did I hear you repeating the words 'Jacob' and 'baby' in your sleep last night?" he asked. Damn! I forgot I sleep talked. Daddy'd said once that I gained that trait from my beloved mother. Really helpful.

Yet, what did he think? Oh GOD! No...He couldn't have thought that I was...? NO!

"Please tell me what you're thinking," he begged, using the last drops of patience he might have had. I sighed; I'd have to tell him about this or he'd just assume that I was...pregnant or something. I choked the words in my thoughts. How could he even consider it?

"The thing is, well. Umm..Yeah. I really don't know how to say it." He dropped his face in his hands immediately like I confirmed something. NO NO NO..NOT THAT!

"I'll rip him apart and burn the pieces," he muttered. I managed to stop him before he stormed out of the room. I put my hand on his cheek and thought...

STOP IT! It's not what you think! What's really going on is that, well, just see it! I replayed last night in my head.

He relaxed his position a little and turned to meet my gaze. I sighed in relief; no killing today, apparently.

"That's why you asked Bella to shield you?" he asked in disbelief. I just nodded. He sighed.

"Nessie, sweetie, you can tell me anything. I wouldn't get mad just because you had that thought," he said as he hugged me, I released myself just to raise an eyebrow at him.

"Really," he confirmed sincerely. I smiled.

"Too much father/daughter time for one day! We're going to be late for school and I won't have enough time to dress her up!" Alice said as she entered the room. A little too noisily. We rolled our eyes.

I got ready for school and jumped into the Ferrari. In the passenger's seat; Daddy still wanted to drive.

Really, what's with the whole Daddy-gets-to-drive thing? Don't I get to drive my own damn car?!

"Language," he said. I gasped and glared at Momma accusingly; she didn't tell me!

"What? I thought you two worked it out so I lifted my shield," She explained, raising her hands as if surrendering. I just huffed.

Jacob Black

"Your sister wants you to help her move her stuff to Paul's," Billy said, throwing some t-shirt on me to wake me up.

"Been patrolling. Find someone else," I muttered, putting the pillow on my head.

"I know it was Sam's turn last night. You weren't patrolling, Jake. Now, get up and help your sister!" Why does he have to be on Rachel's side all the time?

Yes, so I wasn't patrolling but I haven't slept last night either! I wanted to sleep!

"Can't she just help herself or wait an hour or two? It's 7am for God's sake!" I yelled.

"Alright! Alright! You face the consequences, buddy," he said as I heard his wheelchair move out of my room. I sighed; now I was fully awake!

Yesterday was one heck of a day; first, Paul just tells me he's marrying my sister this month!

I've never been okay with it. And not because she's my sister and he's my friend and all that crap; it wouldn't really matter if that was the case. But, I mean, I shouldn't be so protective of her that way since she's older than me but I can't help it; she's still my sister. Paul's a good guy, aside from his huge appetite he's good on the inside. But, he's a werewolf, just as I am. And he is well-known for his temper. What if he gets too angry and hurts her? What if he phases and she was too close? I know what happened with Sam and Emily. He couldn't forgive himself for it until this day. Years after it happened. Or worse, what if it isn't just a few scars? What if she's badly injured?

I sighed; I knew he would try his best not to harm her. She's his imprint after all. And they're getting married now anyways so, I couldn't do anything but be happy for my sister.

Then, we had to go to Charlie's! His face was nothing but angry. He used to like me. He used to prefer that Bella hangs out with me instead of Edward. But, now, everything's changed. All he could see is his six-year-old granddaughter -who doesn't look six in any way- dating her mother's best friend, who happens to be twenty-three. I would've been pissed off if I were him, I admit. But, please, our case has nothing to do with age or time. She's a half-vampire, a nearly-fully-developed half-vampire, and I'm the werewolf who'd imprinted on her. So, there's no way he could just put that under normal, human judgment. But, to him, it was another Need-To-Know situation.

I wasn't even sure what to say to Nessie when she asked me about the reason we were going. I wanted to tell her that, with her being my soul-mate, my perfect match, my other half- No, not my other half; she was the whole me- we'd have to face Charlie some day. We'd have to tell him. Because I know some day she was going to be my wife. Renesmee Carlie Cullen-Black the wife of Jacob Kind Black. Definitely a ring there.

I sighed one more time, harder this time, remembering Sam and Emily's little announcement last night.

I was really thrilled for both of them. And they were excited about it, too. I didn't need to have Jasper's power to be able to know that; the look on Sam's face. I could swear he was fighting tears there. I knew his 'retirement' decision would be soon, and very soon, due to this. This wasn't the thought that haunted me last night though. I thought about something entirely different.

The elders weren't sure if imprinting takes place for the sake of the continuation or the survival of the Quiluete tribe, my tribe, or just for the sake of finding our other halves. So, I wasn't sure if it would ever happen to us. I wasn't sure if I could ever live that feeling. Live it for myself not in somebody's head. I wasn't sure if we would be able to have any kids in the first place. Half of her couldn't. And I wasn't the smartest one at school but I knew that our chances weren't that good. Maybe Carlisle would have an answer. I didn't know.

The glow in her eyes when she knew about Emily was so evident that you would've thought she had glitter there. Did she want that? Was she thinking the same thing?

I would hate to see her disappointed. To see her lose one thing that even Leah was willing to do anything for. Like Blondie. I would hate to see her so desperate.

I never did understand the relation between a woman and her children. Now I remember what Bella used to call the whole werewolf issue- Magic. It was like magic.

I was dragged out of reverie with Rachel's yelling voice.

"Jacob! I have A LOT of boxes here to move to Paul's! You better come down here and help me with them or that cute Rabbit won't be a Rabbit anymore!" No, not the Rabbit, Rachel! God siblings can be very annoying!

Renesmee Cullen

The whole day at school was pretty boring. I tried my best to ignore the whispers in my French class. I was fighting the urge to scream at them and tell them that I could hear them! And that he was my father. Ugh! Stupid teenagers!

Chemistry and Geometry passed pretty quickly though; I was concentrating since the exams were soon.

At Lunch, Brad and Stacey were planning their outfits together. It made me wonder if Alice would make Jacob wear something. I glanced at Daddy then and he just nodded.

English was a piece of cake as usual. However, Jasper made me play basketball in Gym this time. Just to save the next excuse for volleyball next week.

I was now in my car, listening to some relaxing classical music when I received a text message.

We're going to meet you guys at La Bella Italia on Saturday, 7pm. Hope you have fun on your camping trip :) ~Stacey.

Yep, Thursday and Friday were going to be sunny. So I had a few days off. Good.

I went back home, with both Jasper and Alice with me, and went straight to my room; I was really tired. Daddy must've known that so he left me to relax a little then came up.

"Renesmee, honey, would you like to come hunting with me? I know you haven't hunted in a while. Besides, I need to talk to you," he said, smiling at me. Or rather forcing a smile. What's wrong?

"Nothing's wrong. I just want to spend some time with my daughter," he answered, grinning. I got up cautiously and took his hand.

Of course, he wouldn't endure my 'slow-pace' so he made me ride on his back and sprinted towards the woods, where our preys would be.

"So, Nessie," he started as soon as I finished my first elk. Yeah, he wouldn't hunt unless after I did first. Same case with Momma. Always the perfect gentleman. We both chuckled at the thought.

"Yeah, Daddy?" I said, wiping the last traces of blood from my lips.

"I wanted to talk to you about what you thought yesterday," he said, sounding as if he was choking the words. As if they were fighting their way through him. I wondered what he was up to.

Edward Cullen

If I were a human, I knew my heart would be pounding in my chest right now. Very loudly, if I may add. I was utterly nervous. It was one of those rare times I didn't know what to say, or what to expect as a result of what I was about to speak.

I was about to tell my daughter that we weren't that sure that the dream she had been having for a while now, would come true. Ever. I was about to destroy her hope. To tell her that she might not experience the joy I had been experiencing for more than six years now.

I was about to tell her that there was a good chance she wouldn't be able to have children of her own.

"Renesmee, sweetie, would you please sit down first?" I said breathlessly. She did as I said.

Uh-oh. What's wrong now?

I ignored that thought and prepared myself for a speech that I was terrified of.

"Renesmee, you know what I mean by 'what you thought yesterday', right?" What kind of an introduction was that? Where's your tongue, Edward?

Yes, Daddy. You said you wouldn't be mad. What's going on?

"I spoke to Carlisle about it," I paused, watching her reaction. She blushed deeply, around fifteen different shades of red, then she got a little nervous about where this conversation was heading to, "Look, sweetie. I want you to listen to me carefully." Oh, great, Edward! Now she's scared.

"Yes?" She managed to whisper.

"He thinks that there might not be a good chance of this happening. Because of your vampire half. He doesn't know anything for sure, yet. But he doesn't want you to hope a lot. I'm so sorry I had to tell you this, honey. But I had to; I didn't want you disappointed or surprised later. Just remember that this is just a theory. He never thought I could have you either, so it isn't confirmed." I spoke a little too fast.

I saw tears forming in her chocolate-brown eyes. Her breath became a little uneven but she tried to calm herself down. She looked so weak then. When you saw her hunting down this elk, fighting it and sucking its blood easily, you'd never guess she'd look so weak as she was now.

I hated myself for making her feel like that. And worse than she looks, I could hear her thoughts, her utterly sad thoughts.

"Never?" she whispered, looking at the ground, no longer fighting the tears in her eyes now.

"No, honey. Not never; it's just a theory but we really felt the need to tell you," I said as I just held her in my arms and rocked her like I used to do when she was a little kid. Rubbing her arms gently. Her little body vibrated with quiet sobs.

"Can't you ask Nahuel?" she asked as soon as she managed to speak.

We didn't consider that, really. He might know something for sure.

"Of course, honey. We'll ask him as soon as we get back," I whispered, still holding her tightly.

Renesmee Cullen

As soon as I came back from that 'hunting trip' with Daddy. I stormed directly to my room, where no one would bother me.

Fortunately, nobody came after me that day. I just spent it thinking.

I might never have a child of my own. I might never have a little boy or a little girl that would call me Momma and call Jacob Daddy. I might not have that life. Ever.

But there was hope, as tiny as it was; maybe half-vampires could have kids after all. Maybe one of Nahuel's sisters has one. I could only wish.

"Nessie! Your phone has been ringing for the past couple of minutes and it's annoying!" Emmett yelled from downstairs.

I paid attention to my surroundings now. It was dark, probably 8pm or something. And my phone was ringing. I answered it, not even bothering to listen carefully to the tone or take a look at the ID.

"Hello?" I said. I heard whoever that had called me sigh.

"Nessie! You scared me! I had some stuff to do with Rachel and you wouldn't answer your phone!"

"Jake," I said, my voice breaking. What if he wanted this? I would hate to see the look on his face. More than I hate the possibility itself.

"What's wrong? Are you ok?" he asked, really worried.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I lied.

"Don't you lie to me, Nessie. Something's wrong and I know it." I couldn't hold back the tears then.

"Everything's fine, Jake. Really. I'm just a little tired; I've been hunting today," I whispered so my voice wouldn't break as obviously as before.

"I'm not stupid, Renesmee. I'm coming now. You're at home, right?"

"Yeah, but-" he cut me off.

"No buts. I'm on my way," he said as he ended the call.

What would I do now? I didn't want to face him! We weren't sure in the first place. Nothing was sure. Nothing was confirmed. I couldn't talk to him about that now.

Right then, I heard a knock on my door. It couldn't have been Jake; it was too early.

"Come in," I whispered; whoever that knocked my door would surely hear it.

Daddy came in then, smiling at me. That should be good.

Any news?

"Carlisle called Nahuel. Apparently, one of his sisters, Luciana, has a son, Alex. Carlisle wants to talk to you. Well, to all of us, you, Bella and I; he said that he has a new theory, a more confirmed one. He wouldn't let me know first. So, come on," he said as he motioned for me to follow him. Carlisle would have to teach me his ways of covering his thoughts from Daddy; a century of experience would come up with something better than 'Please Don't Stop The Music'.

Momma had her arm on my shoulder as we entered Carlisle's office. Daddy followed us there. Carlisle smiled at us as he motioned for us to sit. But it didn't tell me anything, Carlisle was smiling 99% of the time.

"So, I've called Nahuel about the subject you've asked about earlier, Edward. And, as you all know now, he has a nephew, Alex. I asked him about further details and came up with a new theory that I believe makes sense more than anything else." Daddy froze in his place as Carlisle paused, his face unreadable. Momma looked at him with worried eyes and nodded at Carlisle to keep going.

"What I knew is that Luciana was about six when she had Alex and that none of his other, well, married sisters had had any children. So,-" Momma cut him off. Daddy was still frozen.

"So you think that, because she wasn't fully developed yet, she was able to have her son? How's that?"

"As you've known before, Bella, the reason vampires don't get pregnant is that their bodies are frozen. Which is the reason they're immortal. So, as I've known before from Nahuel's experience, half-vampires become officially immortal when they are seven, more or less by a few months. Therefore, my guess is that they're 'frozen' when they're fully mature, and their vampire side shows more and becomes more evident. She would eat, but less often. She would still be not as powerful as a full vampire. But, their bodies stop changing, Bella. They stop growing and everything else stops then, too," he explained professionally.

It all clicked then, I could finally understand. In plain English, the only way I could ever have a child is that I get married before I stop aging.

"No way," Daddy commented, probably on my thoughts.

He wasn't taking that from me. He wasn't going to be the reason I would lose something I hoped for, something I wanted. Though I'd never thought about it until only a day ago but it was so powerful. Just the thought was enough to get me attached to it.

Momma looked at me sypathetically but agreed with Daddy, claiming that I was 'too young'.

I knew then that I couldn't do anything about it for now. Nothing at all. I couldn't just ask Jake to marry me or something as crazy as that. And, at the same time, he'd probably think the same, that I was 'too young'. Everyone would support that.

"Out, Jacob!" Daddy yelled, I knew then that Jake was at the door.

"Shh...everything's fine, Renesmee. Really," Momma said, soothing me as I started to cry a little. Why not waste a few tears? I shrugged her off and was about to get out of the office when Daddy stopped me.

"You're only 3 months more than six. We still have time to talk about it if you want." Will you ever change your mind?

"I don't think so," he said, his face apologetic.

"Then we have nothing to talk about," I whispered and walked out the door where I found Jacob standing, waiting for me. I just hugged him and stayed there, getting out the few tears I had left.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. For what? What did he do?

Jacob Black

I listened to the whole thing, to how she wouldn't be able to have any kids unless she gets married before she stops growing, to how Edward and Bella objected to it, saying that she's 'too young'. I felt the same. I couldn't get myself to even open the subject with any of them now.

I was right before, she did want that.

When she came out of the office, tears rolling down her rosy cheek, I felt my heart drop to my knees. I felt that she was miserable now because of me; she wouldn't have been thinking about that if I wasn't in her life, if she knew nothing about imprinting or even me. She would've been living a normal, happy life, going to high school, going on a date every now and then. Nothing like that.

"Why?" she asked. I just held her tighter and kept my big mouth shut; I would've said something that would upset her, I knew I would.

"Do you want to see what Fortune-teller had brought me for the double date on Saturday?" I asked, changing the subject. Please be distracted. Please be distracted.

Her lips twitched upwards, fighting a smile. "Sure," she whispered.

Edward and Bella mouthed me a Thank You from over her shoulder. I just smirked.

"See?" I said as I showed her the outfit that little miss fortune-teller had brought me.

Renesmee Cullen

I liked it when Jacob changed the subject to 'distract' me. It never really worked but I loved to pretend it did. Now, the whole argument with my parents would have to wait a little, a month maximum. After all, what was a month to immortals?

The cream and brown shirt, the jeans and the brown shoes Alice had brought would really match my outfit. Looks like Brad and Stacey won't be the only ones matching there. I smiled at him.

"I love it," I said as I kissed his cheek gently. He pulled me into a bear hug, something that he hadn't done for a while now.

"Don't cry again," he whispered in my ear. I giggled.

"I'll try," I said.

"Did you figure out what we're buying for Claire? It's her birthday on Sunday you know. Quil wouldn't tell me anything," he said.

Claire was one of the best children I've ever met. Well, I've only met a few, but that doesn't mean she's less good. She was one adorable little girl. I loved her. When I used to look her age, we would play together a lot at La Push.

"I don't know, actually. She's nine now, right?"

"Yep. Older than you," he teased. I stuck my tongue out at him.

"I think the 'shopping queen' would be able to help us," I said, referring to Alice.

"Did anyone say the words 'shopping' and 'help'?" She said as she hopped into my room, where we were. The whole house laughed.

"Speak of the devil," Jake said, she stuck her tongue out at him. "That's the second time tonight," he said as he kissed my cheek.

"Yeah, whatever. What did you need?" She asked.

After a whole night of shopping in Port Angeles, we got Claire a new Barbie kit from Jacob and I and a little diamond necklace from the Cullens, as an extra gift; they all loved her, too.

Alice was the one who drove me home that night since it was Jake's trun to patrol and he was already late.

I woke up next morning to find a text message on my phone.

I'll see you on Saturday, hon; Rachel's being annoying about moving her stuff and I have extra patrolling for Sam's sake. Sorry. I'll call you more often. Promise. I love you, Renesmee. 'More than you know' :) ~Jake.

I sighed; it was still Thursday. I texted him back anyways..

'No Way..' :D:D ttyl ~Ness.

The link for Jake's outfit:

www(dot)polyvore(dot)com/jakes_outfit_for_double_date/set?id=9618499