Edward's P.O.V…

Chapter 12

I stood in our medical room gently bouncing up and down. I was holding Allysen and staring out the window. She was sleeping soundly as well as her mother. Rachel slept in Jacob's arms who was standing right next to me. All was quiet and peaceful.

I turned my head to look at Jacob. He was smiling and humming to the infant as she slept. He looked at me, still smiling, once he noticed I was staring.

"Aren't they precious?" He asked in his head, marveling at his daughters. He was rocking Rachel back and forth, keeping nice rhythm. I couldn't believe I was a grandfather. Just seven years ago I was new father myself. But I had to agree, these children were adorable. I already loved them and they hadn't been awake for five minutes.

"Yes, they are," I whispered, now focused on Allysen. Alice was thrilled when she found out Renesmee named one of her children after her. I chuckled a little to myself.

"Where's Bella?" Jacob inquired in his head.

"She's gone hunting with Alice and Rosalie," I replied in a hush tone. Then I remembered Bella's reactions when she saw her grandchildren. She was almost as happy as when she first saw Renesmee. I missed Renesmee's baby days.

"Jacob, is Renesmee alright? Is she healing okay?" I asked. I hadn't got a chance to talk to her yet. She's been sleeping almost all day.

"She's fine," he whispered. "She's just tired and really sore."

"I would imagine so," I responded, my focus changing to outside the window. I spotted Bella, Alice, and Rosalie running through the woods back home. Then I heard Renesmee move a little in her bed. Instinctively I turned to check on her.

She was still deep in sleep. She had a little smile on her face, which suggested she was having a dream. She had her hands folded like she was praying, and they were tucked underneath her face. I noticed the slender, gold band around her finger. It's hard for me to believe my daughter is a mother already. First she gets married at the age of seven, then she becomes a mother all in the same year. But no matter how difficult it was for me, I was determined to support her in whatever made her happy.

As soon as I turned back around, Bella, Alice and Rosalie all quietly filed into the room. Bella took a seat next to Renesmee's bed, and Alice and Rosalie tip-toed beside me and Jacob to see the twins.

"Aw, look at them," Alice crooned. "They're so little!" She gestured to hold Allysen. I slowly and carefully handed her into Alice's arms. The baby didn't shiver when it touched Alice's cold skin, probably because it was cocooned into a think baby blanket and it was used to me.

"There we go," she said to the infant. She proceeded to bounce and sway in the same manner Jacob and I had been doing. I glanced at Rosalie who was staring at Rachel in Jacob's arms. Jacob noticed her interest and offered Rosalie to hold the baby. She nodded and outstretched her arms. Both of my sisters were rocking the twins.

"Jacob, does Carlisle know what exactly they are?" Rosalie questioned.

"He said he wasn't entirely positive yet, but he thinks they're just like Nessie except with a slower growth rate," he replied. I had already heard this discussion in Carlisle's and Jacob's mind, but I still listened intently.

"Even Rachel?" Alice queried. She looked at the baby with questioning eyes.

"Yeah, that's what he said," Jacob responded. "But he also said that he would have to run a lot more tests to be completely sure."

Renesmee began to stir. I heard Bella tell her good morning and congratulate her. I turned to watch her and she smiled at me.

"Hi Dad," she said weakly. She had the creaky voice of when somebody just wakes up.

"Hi sweetie. How are you feeling?" I pondered.

"A little sore, but okay," she answered. "Where's the twins?" She looked nervously around the room. Alice and Rose turned to show the sleeping children. Renesmee relaxed and smiled at them.

"How long have they been sleeping?" Renesmee mindlessly asked.

"Probably as long as you have, which was almost an entire day," Bella replied. Renesmee's face turned slightly.

"I've been asleep for almost an entire day? Did I miss anything?" she sounded upset. I involuntarily wanted to reassure her.

"Nothing extremely important," I assured her. "The only thing you missed was Jacob changing two diapers, and, well, be glad you missed that."

She giggled and looked at Jacob. Jacob sighed and forced a smile. Everyone quietly chuckled at the memory. Jacob obviously never handled babies, aside from Renesmee, and had not an earthly clue on how to change diapers. He was so frustrated that he sunk low enough to ask me for help. I remembered how I explained and showed him step by step how to do it. He thanked me by the end and told me never to tell Nessie this story. I laughed at the end of my flashback.

"What?" Renesmee asked curiously.

"Oh nothing," I answered. I tried to change the subject, "Renesmee, would you like to show the twins their room?" Her face lit up with excitement. She hadn't seen the room for herself.

"Of course!" She squealed. She pushed herself up, but then groaned in pain and hit her pillow. "Oh, someone help me."

Jacob ran to her side and gently began to pick her up. She winced some, but told him to continue. He proceeded to carry her like a small child out of the room. Everyone filed out the narrow doorway towards the nursery. Bella was holding Rachel and Esme was holding Allysen. She had joined us a few minutes ago along with Carlisle.

We walked down the steep staircase and onto the bottom floor of the house. We went through the living room and into the hallway that led to Jacob's and Renesmee's room. We stopped at the door in the hallway that was right before you got to Nessie and Jacob's room. It was white and had Rachel and Allysen painted on in pink and purple letters. Alice had done this while Renesmee was asleep after the twins were born.

Jacob reached for the handle while still holding Renesmee. She was biting her lip with anticipation. The door slowly swung open to reveal the babies' room. I had to say, Alice, Bella, and Rosalie had done quite a good job.

One side of the room was a lilac theme. There was a white crib with violet bedding inside. There were little butterflies stitched on along with Rachel's name. Stuffed animals lined up along a shelf above her crib, and she had her own changing table to match her crib. Her mobile played Bella's lullaby when it spun. Renesmee began to cry as she took it all in.

On the other side was a pink theme. There too was the same white crib, but inside there was a pink bedspread with little flowers and Allysen's name stitched in. She had a matching changing table and stuffed animals all lined up on a shelf above her crib. Her mobile, as well as Rachel's, played Bella's lullaby.

In the center of the room near the middle wall was a rocking chair. It was Bella's rocking chair from her room. The only difference was the pink and purple padding that lined it. At this point, Renesmee was bawling. Jacob just kissed her on the head, held her tighter, and smiled.

"Oh Jacob!" she blubbered, "It's beautiful! I bet they'll love it!" She gestured to her children, still fast asleep. Bella and Esme walked forward with Rachel and Allysen. Bella placed Rachel in her crib, and Esme placed Allysen in hers. Bella walked to my side, and I put my arm around her waist. She laid her head on me.

"Oh Edward, look at it. Did you ever in a million years think we ever would have had this future?" She asked so low that only I could hear.

"I never would have even guessed it," I answered. She looked up at me and smiled. She stood on her tip-toes to give me a peck on the lips. I hugged her and let her leave with Alice and Rosalie. Carlisle and Esme left holding hands, and Jacob and Nessie were still having a moment.

Jacob sat Nessie carefully in the rocking chair and got the twins out of the crib. He handed them into Nessie's arms, and she proceeded to rocking them. I smiled at the couple and their children and turned to leave them alone when Nessie called for me.

"Daddy! Jacob! They woke up!" I immediately turned to her. Sure enough, they were slightly awake and yawning. I hovered over them, just beaming at my grandchildren. Allysen looked so much like her mother. She had those deep brown eyes and that golden hair that framed around her pale face. Rachel was Jacob made over, but had the most intriguing eyes. They were sort of a liquid topaz, like my own when I wasn't thirsty. Both of the twins were mesmerizing in their own way. I looked to Jacob who was still glowing at his daughters, then I looked to Renesmee, who I noticed, seemed different.

She had this new glow to her that made her look, well, different. Her thoughts had changed course in a way, and her actions revolved around a different cause. She looked more compassionate and more loving, if that was possible. She looked like a true mother.

I kissed her on the head and told her I would see her later. I then knelt down to eye level of the babies. I kissed each of them on the forehead and whispered I love you. As I released from my crouching position, I embraced Jacob in a hug. His warmth nearly burnt my skin, so I quickly backed off. He nodded once, and I left the room.

I stood there for a moment outside the nursery. I really was a grandpa, and I really liked it. As I was coming to my realizations, Bella walked down the hallway to me.

"Are you okay?" she asked, almost worried.

"I'm perfectly fine," I answered. "I'm quite good, actually."

"Good, because I was getting worried," she looked at me, and then the nursery door. "They're compelling, aren't they? I took one look at them, and I couldn't leave them alone."

I smiled. I agreed with her fully. I was past the fact that these children were my seven-year-old daughter's. I was happy for her, and I was happy that now we all have the opportunity to raise two more children. We all get to see them grow up and lead happy lives. I nodded to Bella.

She smiled. "So Mr. Grandpa, how does it feel?"

I hunched my back over and pretended to shake like a feeble old man. I put on a bad old-man accent and said, "Well, my back hurts and my Dentures are getting dry!"

She laughed and I lifted her up. "So I'm married to an old grandpa? That's no fun!" she exclaimed.

"No fun, am I? I'm hurt," I replied teasingly. I pretended to be sad and upset. She looked guilty and pulled my head down to kiss me. I eventually pulled away and said, "Come on, Grandma." And we left down the hallway.

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