A/N Normally, Id be pissy about not getting a lot of reviews but guess what? Breaking Dawn still have ben released of non other than our 3 favorite wolves! LEAH, JACOB AND SETH! I wanna use this one pic I found of Jacob looking at Leah all sternly but I might not cus she looks scared shitless but yeah! IM HAPPY AS A MUTHA FUCKAAAAA! U guys set me up to knock me down. Yes, I am one of those people who will be bitch and beg for a motha flipping review. That's all I want. It takes like 2 seconds to click the REVIEW button and say what you feel. It wont hurt my feelings if u dont like the story but feedback. I LIKE FEEDBACK!

Her pastel eyes shot up from her plate which was already half-empty. I had to keep reminding myself that she's pregnant and was eating for two people now.

"Sure, what's up?" She finished chewing and wiped her mouth from any excess sauce around her mouth.

"Ughh," I began, my words barely even making sense. "You know I really love you right?"

She looked down to hide her hearty complexion. "Yeah," her voice was mumbled and she went shy. I smiled.

"And um, Im not good at this. I wanna get this out of the way before I embarrass myself but um, ugh..."

My deep brown eyes looked directly into her light tinted ones, leading me directly into her soul. She blinked a few times, her black lashes as long and soft as feathers.

"You and Baby Doll mean the absolute world to me and you guys are my whole life. I really couldnt go on without you guys," I spoke what had been bottled up since they arrived.

She was listening attentively with her eyes as wide and excited as deer's.

How does one explain their undying and passionate admiration for another? Vincent Van Gogh cut off his ear and sent it to the girl he loved.

Then again he was insane in the membrane and was mentally unfit.

Just words alone couldnt even describe how cardiac rupturing her beauty was. With huge eyes that had a honey tinted center and long lashes that caused hurricanes when she blinked cus they were so long. It was easy to get lost in them. Cheesy, yes but they led me right to her core. Her center; straight to her heart.

Somewhere deep inside this hateful and ugly body lied a soul. A system of emotions that Leah fueled with just existing. She was my reason for living. Her and Baby Doll. They were the reasons why I woke up every morning with the lit hope that it was going to be a perfect day. My love for them burned more fierce and stronger than any other fire that has ever been ignited in me.

Now why couldnt I just say it to her as easily as I was thinking it?

I was stumbling over my words. Like a loser, I stupidly kept babbling about the same ideas over and over again.

"A-and you know with Baby D-doll and another one on th-the way, w-we need to start n-now and b-b-be a family. I love y-you very much and you l-love me and when two people l-love each other they um, ugh,...err Im-you're so beautiful-"

She was smiling politely and hiding her eyes behind her hair as she watched me make a fool of myself. God, I was so fucking stupid! I couldnt even stop blubbering long enough to get down on one knee! I had to cut myself some slack. I was proposing to my pregnant girlfriend for the first time and she was just sitting there like an angel, listening to me gab about nothing.

"Um, err-ugh we-we, we're ready for the next step in our relationship and um, Leah-"

Everytime I looked up at her gorgeous face, it took the words out of my mouth and into the wind. Jesus Christ, why was she so fucking beautiful? She wasnt making this any easier!

She reached out her freshly manicured hand and touch mine. It sent a healthy chill down my spine and I calmed down a little. Sweat began to cover my brow as she blinked rapidly, and held in her laughter.

I exhaled deeply, got out of my seat and lent down to one knee, below her where I belonged.

She tightened her grip on my hand as her eyelashes flipped back to the farthest to show her sudden shock.

"Oh my God, Jake," she croaked and I bit my lip.

"Leah, I love you. I love Baby Doll. Im gonna be her father for the rest of her life but it's up to you if Im gonna be your husband for the rest of my life."

I stopped to gather my thoughts and sniffled a little as she looked down at me with watering in her pretty eyes.

"Im gonna ask you to not only marry me but love me, hold me when I need you, cry when I cry, be there with me through everything, have my back, be my best friend, mother my kids and be the wife that all my friends envy me for."

She chuckled and wiped away a black tear. I reached inside my pants pocket to present the ring in its box to her. She nearly bust with tears.

"Leah Anna Clearwater, daughter of Harry and Sue Clearwater, will you please be my wife?" I asked her this with my voice shaking and my hopes high, a million possibilities running through my thick skull.

She moved some hair from her face and blinked at me, half her makeup running down her face.

"If I say yes," she began. "You have to promise me that you'll do the same in return." She sniffled. "Love me, hold me, be my best friend, father my kids and make me envy of my friends. I wanna spend forever and always with you and I'll be damned if I dont," she fixed her makeup with her thumb a little and nodded.

"Yes. Yes, I will marry you. I will be Mrs. Jacob Black."

The fire in me went from a strong flame to a white hot heat of scorching wonderland. Every nerve, cell and atom in me had sparked, sending the adrenaline to my head telling my brain that she had said 'yes.'

That heat lifted her up and swirl her around by the waist, kissed her pretty mouth hard before rubbing her stomach to feel our baby. She was crying joyously and I wanted to squeeze her till she popped. Oh fuck, I just wanted to just holler to the roof tops! I was enganged. To Leah, the love of my meaningless life! I was fucking engaged to the women of my dreams and I was so overwhelmed that I didnt even know what to do with myself. I was the luckiest bastard to ever walk Mother Earth.

After calming myself down enough to actually slip the ring on her finger, we found ourselves with our tongues down, each other's throats. After making sure our very impressionable child was asleep and snoring, we made a fast and needy dash towards our bedroom, where the floorboards and the bed squeaked when an uncontrollable and rowdy force was put on it. Damn, what can I say?

Sweat and satisfaction trembling all down my figure and hers, we stared at the ceiling with our bodies wrapped around the others.

She sighed and the breath tickled my chest. "Took you long enough," she joked.

I chuckled and scratched her baby hairs. "You never dropped hints so how could I have known?"

She found that funny and kissed my chest. "I want a princess wedding. With the cheesy ass tiara and the big poofy dress. With glitter, sparkles, and diamonds. All that shit."

It was odd to hear Leah talk about glitter and tiaras. She had such a hard interior most of the time and her way of thinking hasnt changed over the passed six years.

"Can I have a princess wedding?" She was teasing.

"A princess wedding for a queen?" I answered, completely serious. Her cheeks were a flaming red and it warmed a spot on my chest.

"I dont wanna be one of those married couples who act as if their marriage is an around the clock, non-stop job instead of a relationship. Like the type of couples who act distant as if they were just roommates and not a married couple. I mean fuck, Jake, I wanna be the type of couple that touch in public and actually talk to each other. Let everyone else know that you're taken and wouldnt trade that shit for anything. I dont want the type of marriage where sex becomes a drag and feels like work."

I smirked.

"Im not-I swear Im not-gonna be one of those celibate bitches who have to beg for it, ya know? I never understood how a married couple just stop boning. If the attraction is gone then that's a deeper issue but at what point in your relationship do you decide to just stop fucking?"

Hearing her speak of such erotic thoughts and questions made me a tad rowed up.

"Fuck, I want the type of marriage where we cant keep our fucking hands to ourselves. If I could, Jacob, Id fuck you for all of La Push to see. I dont even fucking care. I shouldnt have any fucking shame in being able to fuck my hot ass fiance' right? Fuck."

Ahh, pregnancy hormones. Gotta love 'em, right? Make you horny, moody, and apparently increase the number of times you're using the word 'fuck.'

She yawned and it echoed a little. "Hey Jacob?"

Stifling a grin, I scratch through her hair and answered, "Yes?"

"Sing me a lullaby," her voice mimicked Baby Doll's and she buried her face in the crook of my neck. She nipped the skin there and caressed it with her lips.

I wasnt the best singer but I could try. I didnt know any lullabies for adults so I just sang the first, most romantic, melody that seemed appropriate.

"Lying close to you, feeling your heart beating. And Im wondering what you're dreaming. Wondering if it's me you're seeing..."

I stopped for a second and her eyes had drooped shut, her lashes tickling my neck. "Keep going," she hummed and my ears perked up at the sound of her tired voice.

"Then I kiss your eyes. And thank God we're together. I just wanna stay with you, in this moment forever. Forever and ever, I-"

Her soft whistle of a snore broke my singing just before I could get into the chorus. Her exhalation chilled my neck but I held her closer and hummed the rest of the song.

I was getting married.

To the girl of my dreams.

A month ago, I was wallowing in self pity with the disbelief that the female that lay in my arms was just a distant memory. Now, there was a ring on her finger that I had asked permission to put on.

Maybe a few months till it was official and legal that she belonged to me but until then I had her. She had me. We had each other.

I slipped out of bed slyly, careful not to disturb her as she spooned my pillow. Slipping on some sweatpants, I strode down the hall way and knocked on Baby Doll's door once before poking my head in.

She had fallen asleep while drawing again so I put her arts and crafts away and tucked her in properly. She didnt even stir when I began to speak to her.

"Hey, Baby Doll? Guess what? I gave the ring to Mommy. We're getting married," my voice was in a low whisper, careful not to wake her.

She scrunched her nose a little but didnt awaken. I kissed her cheek and switched out the light before heading back to my warm bed with Leah.

Seth's POV

I was sworn to secrecy.

This secret was just too extreme to keep from my mother. I didnt know how Leah did it, lying and keeping stuff from Ma.

Majority of the time I panic under pressure and give into Sue's harsh glares and threats.

How was Leah going to hide being pregnant a second time? Telling me wasnt her best choice cus of course I thought of it while in wolf form which was an automatic assurance that it would get back to the pack.

Those nosy bastards. Ehh, they wouldve found out anyway. Im just hoping one of those loud mouth brothers of mine kept it from Sue as instructed. Leah would have me in between her teeth if Sue found out.

I didnt see why Lee was hiding it.

Pregnancy and children were wonderful journey's people went on. I want kids...someday.

I wonder how Jacob felt.

With just meeting Baby Doll a month ago, he's onto baby number two. Sheesh, you thought they wouldve waited. Or at least gotten married.

My best friend and hero with my sister. It was gross on an incest, "hey-we're-like-family-and-you're-boning-my-sister" level yet beautiful on another. I looked up to Jake, I really did. Id love to have him officially apart of the family.

Our dysfunctional, loony bin of a family.

I really hoped Jacob slipped a ring on my sister's finger before Sue began to notice she was growing.

So the bitch is pregnant huh?

Fucking good for her, that non-fertile, bitter, harpy. I was genuinly happy though.

Revenge was going to be sweet. Now that she was pregnant, I was going to get rid of her and that demon growing inside of her. Destroy her physically and scar her mentally.

It was the perfect plan.

The perfect plan in which I have been constructing and reconstructing since her return. I didnt wanna kill her. That would make me a murderer. I'd just put her in so much emotional pain that the only way for it to end was if she finished herself off.

Oh what Id give to just strangle her!

But them there was Jacob to think about.

I couldnt hurt him.

Well he'll cry and be over it like last time, giving him all access to Nessie.

His imprint.

This vengeance wasnt for me, trust that. This was for Nessie's sake.

And maybe just for some fun...

A/N So the latest Breaking Dawn trailer is the shit! I love when Jacob's all like "If you kill her, YOU KILL ME!" and yadadada same old E/B/J love triangle bullshit BUT guess what? 8 DAYS TILL ABDUCTION AND 1 DAY TILL THE LION KING! YEAHHHHH! pleas rape my reviews. LOVE U ALL!