Felix's point of view, two weeks later:

I inspected the building Sam and I would be setting up our shop in. We just signed the papers, and we were deciding what would go where. I had created some floor plans while Leah was sleeping, but they felt unfinished since I couldn't focus on anything other than her pregnancy.

Over the last few days Leah had been sleeping more, and she also started feeling nauseous over some types of foods or smells. Carlisle explained that this was perfectly normal, but I wasn't buying it even though Leah seemed perfectly happy.

However, a part of me was excited for the babies to arrive. The babies' room was set up, and Leah's constant discussions and plans for our children were starting wear on me. Carlisle and Edward reassured me that Leah's pregnancy was already much longer than Bella's, and Leah was much healthier than even Carlisle had hoped for.

After discussing our shop with Sam for half an hour, I was ready to go home. When Sam and Emily had gotten home from their honeymoon, Emily had been very supportive of Leah's pregnancy. She'd been visiting nearly every day, and even helped Leah set up the nursery with Sue and Esme. Sam had been very worried, but he seemed more open minded than Leah's brothers had been.

"You okay man?" Sam asked when we got into the car.

"Anxious to get home," I replied shortly.

"I can imagine. I hate being away from Emily since she's been pregnant, and I can't imagine having Emily's pregnancy being high risk."

"It's been crazy," I admitted. "I worry about her all the time."

"I'm going by the shop tomorrow to start to get things set up. You should join me."

I snorted.

"It'll be good for you to get out a little, keep you from going crazy."

"A little too late for that," I muttered.

"I'm sure your babies will be here before you know it," Sam said. "Then you'll be too busy with being a father to notice anything else."

"That's because I'll be screwing that up," I said under my breath.

"How in the world you jumped to that conclusion is beyond me." Sam shook his head.

"Seriously?" Weren't you the one telling me several months ago that I wasn't good enough for Leah?"

"And did you listen to that idiot?" Sam rolled his eyes. "I've seen how much love you not only have for Leah, but the pack and Cullens as well. I've seen how you interact with Claire, and I know you'll be fine. I know Jake is happy with your interactions with Ness."

I stayed silent as I processed Sam's words. I didn't fully believe him, but I guess there was some truth in his words. We pulled into the house and found our girls in the nursery along with Sue and Esme. Leah looked exhausted as she sat in the rocking in the rocking chair Esme bought us. My heart ached as I looked at her tired face, but she did look happy as Emily, Sue, and Esme told us about the final items they put around the room.

It was strange to see how different this room looked. Three weeks ago it was empty. Currently filled with a changing table, a crib, a dresser filled with baby clothes, a rocking chair, and a toy box filled with toys. It seemed unreal that two small beings would need so much. Our family left, and soon after I insisted that Leah go lay down while I cooked dinner. I made one of her favorite meals, steak and potatoes. I carried the plate of food into the bedroom to find Leah looking through a photo album with a bittersweet smile.

"What do you have there?" I asked while I walked over to sit in the armchair that was placed next to her bed.

"A photo album my mom brought over. It has pictures of my parents, Seth, and I," Leah explained.

I looked at the photo album while Leah turned several of the pictures. Most of them seemed to be taken before Leah and Seth had phased, or so I assumed since their build was smaller and less muscular. My eyes went to Leah's face when she brushed a tear away.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked, setting her plate down on the night stand, moving to sit on the bed, and took her in my arms.

"I … I miss my dad," Leah whispered. "Especially now that I'm pregnant and we were close. I always imagined him here when I had my first baby."

"I'm sorry." I tightened my arms around her, and she sighed.

I held her quietly for several moments.

"I want to talk to Carlisle and Esme tomorrow," Leah admitted.

"About?"

"To ask them if they'll be grandparents to our babies."

"Really?"

Leah grinned up at me and nodded.

"I want the babies to at least know one grandfather."

"I'm sure they'll love it." I kissed her head. "You need to eat, Leah."

"I know, I know." Leah rolled her eyes, and I reluctantly let her out of my arms.

"How were you feeling today?" I asked and rubbed her back as she ate.

"Okay. Just really tired, but I didn't throw up."

Leah ate her food quickly, and she made noises of appreciation.

"How was the shop?" Leah asked when she was nearly finished.

"All right." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Just all right?" Leah raised her eyebrow at me.

"I was anxious to get home to you," I admitted. "Sam's going over tomorrow."

Leah didn't say anything for awhile as she finished.

"I think you should go too, Felix," Leah said at last.

"I can't stand being away from you," I argued.

"Go for a few hours each day, at least for the next few weeks." Leah set her finished plate of food on the nightstand and turned toward me. "I want you to go because I need my space, especially since I'm not at the point where I need you here all the time. You also need a break from hovering around me all the time."

"And you think me being away from you will be healthier than my 'hovering'?"

"At least for our relationship, it will be." Leah sighed and placed her head on my chest. "Please try to understand, Felix."

I kissed her head before resting my cheek on her cheek. Leah's fingers played with the buttons on my shirt as I thought of her words. I could tell Leah was a little less irritated with my need to be with her constantly today. She seemed more will to let me take care of her, and didn't argue with me when I told her to rest when I got home. I sighed.

"At least have someone stay with you when I go to work," I whispered.

"Who?"

"Your mom, Esme, anyone." Leah lifted her head, and I looked into her eyes. "Someone that can get a hold of Carlisle and me if something should happen."

"I guess that's the best I can hope for." Leah sighed.

"I'm sure Esme would love to come over since you want to talk with her and Carlisle anyway." My fingers traced her cheek. "And thank you, Leah."

I kissed her gently.

"I must really like you," Leah teased. "Letting you take care of me and all."

"I think you more than like me." I nuzzled her neck while I moved her to my lap. "I am the father of your children."

"How can you be sure you're the father?" Leah asked, biting her lip as I kissed along her chin, jaw, and neck.

Leah giggled as I growled in my chest. We talked quietly that night while Leah lay in my arms. After she fell asleep, I watched her as she curled into my chest.

Leah's point of view:

"Esme, I think we have more than enough," I said, laughing at the baby clothes she pulled out.

"You never know, Leah." Esme put her hands on her hips. "Most babies need to be changed several times a day, and you have two coming."

"Still," I said, smiling t her.

In a matter of minutes, Esme had the many baby outfits she bought organized and put away.

"Are you hungry?" Esme asked, clapping her hands.

"Very," I said as I stood up.

I followed Esme into the kitchen while we discussed what foods made me feel sick. Esme made a beef stew, which took her awhile to make, but it was worth it. Esme froze the rest of the stew for later in my pregnancy so we could have something made quickly. I discussed agreement between Felix and me about him working a few hours a day, and Esme agreed that it was a good compromise.

"If you ever need me to come over, don't hesitate to ask," Esme said, giving me a motherly smile. "I'd love to come and see you especially after those babies are born."

"Of course, Esme." I grinned back. I nearly asked what I had been wanting to, but I stopped myself.

"Have you thought of names yet?" Esme asked.

"I've been looking at some," I admitted. "I think I want to go with some Native American names, but I do want to talk with Felix first."

"Of course." Esme said as she finally took a seat at the table after she cleaned the already spotless kitchen. "Has Felix sown any excitement over the babies?"

"I think he might be, but I think he's a little more focused on my safety to be honest." I sighed. "I know he's scared to death at the thought of being a father. He doesn't think he'll do a great job."

"I wish he'd see the value of himself," Esme said sadly. "He's so caring with you, and I know he'll do the same for your children."

"I think so too. I'm sure he'll take one look at them and fall in love at first sight."

I yawned widely, and I gave Esme a sheepish smile.

"If you're tired, you should go sleep," Esme said, giving my hand a reassuring pat.

"I may go lie down for a while. Felix should be home soon." I stood and moved to my bedroom.

The moment my head hit the pillow, I fell asleep. What seemed like seconds later, I woke up in Felix's arms. I stretched and felt my joints pop. I pushed myself up to see Felix looking at me a gentle smile. I kissed him softly to show my emotion for him. I finally broke away from him to look into his golden eyes. I could see the joy of him being near me, but I also saw anxiety for my health. My forehead touched his before I kissed him again.

"How are you feeling today?" Felix whispered.

"Tired, but good," I said gently, and I could see relax slightly. "We're fine, Felix."

Felix nodded as his hand ran over my hip. I felt surprised as his hand went to my stomach. His large hand cupped my rounding belly.

"You're starting to show," Felix whispered.

"I know. I'm excited." I grinned at him.

"You look beautiful pregnant."

I reached up to kiss him. My hormones kicked in when Felix's fingers made designs across my belly, and my eyes filled tears. I sighed as I lay on my back as Felix put his head on my belly. I closed my eyes while my fingers ran through his hair. We stayed like that for several moments, until my stomach rumbled. I held his hand as we went into the kitchen, where were met by Carlisle and Esme.

I accepted a plate from Esme and ate my food quickly while we talked with the other couple until Carlisle said he wanted to check up on me. I went to the couch and pulled up my shirt. I grinned as I heard the thumping of my babies' hearts.

"Thank you, Carlisle," I said.

"You're welcome," Carlisle replied.

"I wanted to ask you and Esme something." I sat up.

"Anything, Leah," Carlisle said as he placed his hand on my shoulder.

"I want you and Esme to be the babies' grandparents."

Carlisle looked mildly shocked, but then looked over his shoulder at Esme before standing.

Esme, who was beaming, came to stand next to Carlisle.

"We would be delighted, Leah," Esme said and I was sure if she could cry, she would have.

I stood and hugged Esme, and she held me tightly.

"Thank you, Leah," Esme said, her voice thick with emotion.

"You're welcome." I pulled away and received a kiss on the cheek from her.

Esme moved away from me to hug Felix, and I stepped forward to give Carlisle a rare hug.

"I know what this must mean to you, Leah. I don't want to replace your father-" Carlisle started.

"You aren't," I said, cutting him off. "You're like a father to Felix and me. I want my babies to know one of their grandfathers."

Tears filled my eyes at the thoughts of my own father not being here, and the fact that Carlisle would be there for our family. Carlisle hugged me again as tears ran down my face. I missed my dad, but I was glad that I had a man like Carlisle, someone who cared for me as if I was his own flash and blood. Carlisle, like Esme, kissed my cheek before pulling away.

"I'd feel honored to be their grandfather," Carlisle said, and his face was lit up with joy.

Felix shook Carlisle's hand before snaking his arm around my waist, pulling me toward him. I brushed my tears away as I cuddled into my man's side.

"You should get some rest, Leah," Carlisle said. "I want you to take care of my grandchildren."

I nodded as we walked Carlisle and Esme to the door as we continued our goodbyes. Felix and I took a hot bath as he filled me in on the shop, and I could sense his excitement. When we were drying off after our bath, I caught sight of my growing belly. I smiled as my hand cupped my budding flesh. Soon, I knew I would be holding my beautiful babies in my arms.

Seth's point of view:

Two and a half weeks. That was how long it had been since I asked Ashley to be my girlfriend. Just being friends with her and going on casual dates had been amazing. Now that we were official, things had evolved to a whole new level. She knew me better than anyone, and I craved my spending every spare second with her. When we were apart, I was in pain. Between work and her staying at Sam and Emily's, I felt like I got a minimal amount of time with her.

Then there was the patrolling that took a good chunk of time away from her. It was also hard to keep the truth from her. I wanted to tell her, and a part of me knew she was ready for me to tell her, but every time I went to say something about it, I chickened out. I didn't know what to do, so I kept pushing off the inevitable.

Currently, I was lying with Ashley on her bed as I kissed her gently. Our physical relationship had moved a lot quicker than I thought it would. I had always let her take the lead, and she started to get bolder and bolder with her moves. Ashley was on her back, and I had taken her shirt off and I was making a trail of kisses on her upper chest. I wanted to cup her breasts, but I didn't want to scare my girl.

"Seth," Ashley rasped out. "I want you to touch me."

"Where?" My voice came out deep.

"My … my breasts," she stuttered out.

I lifted my head to look at her. She was breathing heavily, and her eyes were darkened with desire.

"What?" I asked not sure if I heard her right.

"I want you to touch me," she whispered.

"Are you sure?" I asked. I wanted to touch her so badly, but I wanted to make sure she really wanted me to. I wanted to do this without any regrets.

"Please, Seth."

I swallowed, and I moved my hand up slowly to cup her left breast. My hand squeezed her gently, and I bit my lip. My lips lowered to kiss the swell of her breasts. I kept kneading her breast as I made kisses in the valley of her chest. Ashley started to move under me, and I took it as a signal that she wanted me to stop, so I pulled away from her.

My eyes widened when I saw Ashley's hand move behind her back, unclasp her bra, and remove it from her body. All I could do was stare in shock. I snapped out it as I felt Ashley's hands run up my arms and over my shoulders. My lips kissed her gently before descending down her jaw, neck, and chest.

"You're so beautiful," I muttered. "Do you know that?"

Without waiting for her to answer, I kissed one of her dark nipples. I heard Ashley groan, which made me throb painfully, but I couldn't think of myself now. All I could think about was making my girl feel good, making her feel beautiful. I gently sucked her into my mouth before swirling the nipple with my tongue.

I copied my actions slowly on her other breast, taking my time. Over time, Ashley's breathing became labored and her moans louder. As I pulled her nipple into my mouth again as I heard her cry out, her whole body shook under mine while I continued to suck on her breast.

Ashley relaxed against me when I gave each breast one last kiss. I looked to see her with her eyes closed, and I kissed her lips lightly as I brushed some hair away from her face. Her eyes fluttered open and timid smile covered her face.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yes," she said, coyly.

She leaned up to kiss me and I gave a gentle, slow kiss. I nearly jumped off the bed when I heard the door bang open behind me. My body moved to cover Ashley-her body was mine to see.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Sam's booming voice demanded.

I quickly rooted around for Ashley's shirt and helped her pull it on before I faced her older surrogate brother. Sam was standing in the doorway with his hands clenched in fists.

"What the hell is going on?" Sam asked in a deep voice. "Do you want to explain why I came home to find you in my sister's bed as you defiled her?"

Sam took a few steps toward us, and I cowered back. I felt Ashley move around to stand in front of me.

"Excuse me?" she asked.

"I'm not talking to you," Sam said as his eyes flickered to her and back to me. "Move, Ashley."

"No!" Ashley nearly yelled, shocking me. I'd never heard her talk like this. "I will not move."

"But, but he was taking advantage of you," Sam said as his eyes went back to Ashley.

"He was not! I asked him to touch me," Ashley said. I could see the blush creep across her neck. "He wanted to stop, but asked him not to."

"But you're my sister, and he can't touch you like that." Sam crossed his arms and frowned at Ashley.

"Seth is my boyfriend, and he'd never do anything that I wouldn't want him to." I could hear Ashley's voice break.

I quickly moved to take her in my arms. She shocked me when she took my hand and pulled me out of the room.

"Let's go, Seth," Ashley said.

I let her pull me out of the room, leaving Sam dumbfounded in her room. Ashley led me outside the house and we walked down a path that led through the woods. She abruptly stopped, let go of my hand, and folded her arms across her chest.

"I can't believe him," she muttered. "I'm an adult."

I stepped toward her, and she looked at me and smiled. I reached for her, as I wanted to hold her close to me. I folded Ashley's small body in my arms, marveling that she was mine.

"Are you all right?" I asked.

"Just mad." Ashley shook her head.

Ashley bit her lip and looked at the ground.

"I'm sorry," I whispered. "I pushed you too far."

"Don't you dare feel bad about making me feel beautiful," she said, furious. "I'm mad at my pig-headed cousin from stopping us from doing more."

"What?" I asked.

"I, uh … I um wanted to make you feel good too," Ashley said so quietly I could barely hear her.

All I could do was stare at her.

"Seriously?" I asked, snapping out of my shock. "I … I always think we're moving too fast …"

"I know, but I just want you so badly, Seth. You have no idea."

"I think I have some idea," I muttered. "You must've not noticed."

"That, that was you?" Ashley blushed violently.

"You have no idea what you do to me, woman," I grinned at her before turning serious. "Are you sure you're okay with what we did?"

"More than anything." Ashley gave me a reassuring kiss. "I'm not ready to go all the way, but I wanted to do what we did today."

I put my forehead against hers.

"Thank you for sharing that with me today," I said.

I gave her a slow kiss before pulling away.

"I love you, Ashley," I muttered.

"I love you too, Seth."

I kissed her passionately again.

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