A/N Who saw Breaking Dawn? I DID. Guess who loved it? I DID. Guess who likes it when you review? I DO.

"Seth?"

I cringed. "Yes?" I croaked out.

"Seth, are you okay? This is Carlisle."

Nice to know I was in a safe place. "Well, hi Carlisle," my voice was slurred and my eyes stung from the intense white light that was beating down on my face. Jesus, Id be blind before the day ended.

"Is he gonna be ok, Carlisle?" The sweet smelling voice from before asked him, worriedly.

I heard Carlisle snicker a little. "Yeah, he's gonna be fine. He's just in shock."

There was an immediate sigh of relief from the women. "Oh thank goodness. I thought I killed him."

"No, it wasnt that serious."

"Ok, cool."

Yeah, being alive is cool.

The intense and blazing light finally disappeared and my sight was finally returning. My ears picked up on the sound of footsteps which I assumed was someone leaving the room. The clarity of everything was more vivid than before and the first thing I saw when I could really comprehend my surroundings were a pair of subtle, familiar brown eyes.

"Seth?"

An instant smile stretched across my face. "Nessie?"

Her white teeth flashed behind her lips as she leaned over me protectively. "Are you okay?"

I had to think about that one. That same sweet, bed of roses scent crept into my nostrils, making everything click.

"Yeah, Im good," I sat up and my back was numbly vibrating as it met contact with the back of what looked like a hospital bed. Thank God, there were no wires or gown. The accident couldnt have been that bad.

"Good. I ran into you pretty hard."

My eyes widened. "I ran into you?"

"Yeah and you went back really hard. I thought I killed you."

"Wait, so I didnt run into a tree?"

She shook her head.

"So, you're not hurt? At all?"

She shook her head again.

I ran into a hundred pound teenager and she managed to knock me off my feet without hurting herself in the process.

Well dont I feel tough?

I sighed and rubbed the back of my head as it began to feel sore. I sucked my teeth in as the pain spread to my neck and back.

"Oh, jeez. Seth, lemme help you," her voice was soothing as her hands began to slowly massage my nape leading down my spine.

We were silent for a few seconds as her cold fingers made their patterns and rubs all over my bare back, soothing all the burning and crooked bones. It actually felt really good and the pain was gradually decreasing.

"I thought wolves heal all their own," she said suddenly.

I cocked my head to the side a little at that thought. "We do. My bones mustve been whacked all over."

"Yeah, Carlisle gave you alot of morphine and put them back into place. I really am sorry though," she apologized yet again as her fingers went to my mid back.

"I'll survive," I responded dryly.

I mustve sounded really mean because she didnt say anything else. Her fingers caressed my spine and I shivered in satisfaction when the burning cooled.

"So, um...what were you running from?" Her breath was minty and it gave me goosebumps when she spoke.

I smirked. "From? More like away."

"Mind if I ask why?"

"Trouble at home. My mom is being the judgmental and unappreciative women she's always been."

"Im sorry to heart that."

"Yeah, me too."

She continued to work on me and I couldnt help being curious as well. "What were you running from?"

It took a minute for her to answer. "Just needed to get out. Having some, ugh...boy troubles."

"Mind if I ask what's going on?" I hesitated when her fingers reached lower.

She exhaled deeply and I could feel her struggle to say something. I was about to take back my last question but she began to speak.

"Um, Nahuel-you remember him right?" she began.

I nodded. He was a hybrid like her.

"Well, um...he hasnt been home lately and ugh, I miss him."

"Hasnt been home? You mean like-"

"He left to visit the Denali's but that was a while ago. He rarely calls but when he does it usually ends up in a fight. He's so temperamental. It's almost ridiculous how childish he acts."

"Im assuming you didnt do anything wrong?"

"I havent. Apparently, Im too immature for him and I need to grow up."

I could tell in her voice she was mocking what he had told her and I couldnt help but sympathize with her. So we both knew what it was like to live with bipolar, critical and seemingly faultless people.

We stayed silent for a few more seconds until I began to speak again, being completely serious and sincere this time. "You deserve better."

Her hands stopped abruptly and I was praying I wasnt acting too straight forward or awkward. I turned my head to face her.

This was the first time-in a long time-that I had really studied Renesmee Cullen.

Last time I saw her was when Jacob first imprinted and Leah disappeared, back when she was shorter and a lot less...matured.

Her eyes were an intense brown, almost majestic with a glittery tint over the pupil like an anime' character. Her lashes curled upward, almost reaching the arch of her defined eyebrows. Her lips were red not from lipstick, but naturally as if she had been kissed by roses that matched her scent.

I found myself getting lost in her sorrowful face as she stared interactively back at me, her expression sad yet searching.

"Nessie?"

She jerked her head up to the direction of the person who beckoned her. "Yes?"

Rosalie stood there, leaning on the doorway with an implying look on her face as she inspected the two of us. "Carlisle wants to see you."

"Ok, I'll be right there," she told the blonde who's heels clicked back down the hallway as she exited.

Nessie began to follow in that direction but she stopped and swerved swiftly to turn around to me.

"Do you, um-wanna hang out later? Like, ugh..err-as friends?" she asked nervously, twisting her fingers frantically about themselves. Involuntarily blushing while doing so, I nodded my head 'yes.'

She grinned and look towards the floor shyly. "Cool," she snorted and giggled as she left the hospital room and went to see what her grandfather needed her for.

I just made a date...with Nessie?

Was it wrong to steal another man's imprint even if he did reject them?

Well she asked me so it was perfectly fine, right?

Jacob POV

"When are you and mommy getting married?"

I shrugged my shoulders at the tiny child as she sat on the suitcase to weigh it down just enough so I could zip it up.

"Is it gonna be soon?"

My grin was huge as was hers when we shared a moment of hope. I wanted to wife Leah up as soon as possible; I couldnt wait any longer.

"When is mommy gonna be back?"

I wish I knew. Leah had been gone for four hours now and to help pass the time, we had packed up all the other clothes that the two of them had left behind.

"We're not coming back?" she asked when I began to pack up all her notebooks, scrapbooks and drawing.

"No," I said positively and her smile was broad.

"Ever?"

I shook my head. "Baby, you never have to come back here again. I promise."

The thought of having some snot nosed punks bullying my daughter over something so stupid and natural made my blood boil. I could just hear them taunting her about her nose, making her feel ugly and unwanted when in reality, she was the most beautiful child in that class.

I dared someone from the La Push elementary school say one bad thing about her. One bad thing is all it took.

Before my point of anger reached its phasing peak, downstairs the door was being unlocked and it calmed me. My baby was home.

She met us halfway as she climbed up the steps and made me stop in my tracks.

Her curvaceous physique was wrapped in a black strapless mini with rhinestones all over, defining her shape. The black camouflaged her tummy to the point where you couldnt tell she was pregnant.

Her hair had more volume and curls that fell prettily around her gorgeous face that now had makeup all over it. I preferred natural Leah to made-up Leah but damn; she looked hot.

"You look pretty, mommy," Baby Doll complimented her with a white beam and Leah thanked her but then looked to me.

"Hey there, pretty lady," I slurred out my best Johnny Bravo impression as I stared at her and her blush got even redder.

I met her the full way by climbing down the rest of the stairs then immediately placed my hand over our baby.

"Can he breathe?" I joked and rubbed around to feel.

She chuckled and hit my shoulder playfully. "Yeah, I told Mila and they gave me this dress especially for my condition. It's a maternity dress just in case the other dress was too tight. Look nice?"

My smirk was intended to be perverted when my eyes snaked over her face. "Im gonna do such bad things to you tonight."

"You're gonna wear that to the airport?" I asked her.

"Sure why not?"

I rolled my eyes. Just what I needed. Old business men and teens on vacation eyeing my wife as if she were some piece of meat.

My claim practically glowed around her, signalling she was mine and no one elses.

"Now Im really gonna punish you, tonight."

"Ooh, Im scared," she taunted me with her hips as she swayed them about.

"Can we go home now?" the child's voice was growing frustrated. We both looked at her and she had her suicase and Leah's ready to hop on this plane back to La Push.

I couldnt help but feel my heart beat a little faster at the thought that these two being in my life forever. Ten years from now, Leah and I will have been married for a decade with our second child going into second grade and Baby Doll entering her junior year.

Life was too perfect and nothing could ruin it. They were finally with me to stay.

I'm not a baby for kissing the ground when we landed.

But as predicted, there were some teenagers at the baggage claim that were 'enjoying the view' and biting their lips at Leah's appearance. She didnt seem to notice or care for that matter but I sure did so she didnt question me when I put my jacket over her.

My cock was in a state of aching because we were so close to home and her outfit was driving me insane! Every single damn curve on this women's body was leading me to a state of ecstasy that no man should ever be denied of experiencing. All I wanted-no, needed- was just a few minutes with her and I'd bust a nut so hard in her tight core.

I had to focus.

We asked Sue to watch Baby Doll for the night and she happily accepted the company.

Leah and I were gonna be making lots of noise and I didnt want her to believe I was hurting her anymore. After that one night she heard us and even after we tried to reassure her it was alright, Baby Doll still had her doubts.

The race home was frantic and speedy.

I basically undressed her with my eyes and the wait was over when I slammed to door to the house shut and pinned her against the nearest wall.

Violation took control as my lips crashed against hers, sending chills down her spine and mine. It was nice to be back in my own home, prepared to fuck the living sense out of my ridiculously hot fiance' with a cock so hard you could only feel bad for it. My hands did what they wanted with her, no regards for her desires at all. It didnt matter because she didnt have a choice. She was mine now.

A growl ripped through me when the phone rang two rooms over in the kitchen, interrupting my progress of removing Leah's clothes.

"No, Leah..." I whined when she crept from under me to go answer it. "You said I could do anything. You're mine, remember?"

She bit her finger, her hair already a tangled mess and we havent even gotten down to business. "Im just gonna see who it is."

"Hello?" her voice rang through out the empty house.

"Hang the fuck up!" I shouted and she only giggled but went silent to listen to whatever the other person on the other line was saying.

"Oh really?" There was a pause. "Id love to! It's been a while...yeah, I got this gorgeous new dress and it'd be perfect..."

Oh God. As soon as she mentioned the dress, I did an automatic face palm. She mustve been speaking with Emily and the utter realization that they'd be on the phone for hours made my cock begin to ache.

"Uh-huh...well that wont be happening...'cus Im pregnant, remember?...two months...yeah, weird right?"

I groaned obnoxiously showing my irritation.

"No, that's just Jacob...yeah, he has plans for tonight...what do you think?"

That's me. Just Jacob. Just Jacob who's horny as hell, just ready to bone and skeet.

"...I could ask him..." After she said that, her voice got smaller as she walked around further in the kitchen, trying to avoid me from hearing the conversation.

I got up anyway to listen and she tried to scoot away from me but I caught her anyway.

"I dont know, Em...I just gotta ask."

"Ask me what?" I chirped in and she waved me away like a fly. I rolled my eyes at her.

"Ok, Em...I'll call you back."

She hung up and pretended not to see me as she passed me by, whiffs of her perfume hitting me gracefully in the face, only encouraging my hard on.

"Ask me what?" I demanded.

"You're gonna say no," she sounded like Baby Doll for a second.

"Yeah, I am. Im just curious as to what it is."

"Em wanted to have a girl's night."

My brow peaked and wiggled at what she had just said. She grumbled.

"See! I told you you'd say no!"

Well, obviously. "Leah, you said-"

"I know what I said but please? We havent hung out in forever. Please?"

"Since when are you and Emily best friends again?"

She pouted then bit the flesh of her pink lips innocently, the resemblance between her and our daughter very clear. "Jacob-"

"Leah, you promised me a night at home. Just the two of us."

Her black nails lightly pinched my forearms as her head ducked into my chest. "Jacob, I know I promised but I havent spent any real time with Em since Ive been back. Can I just please go for a few hours and be back by nine?"

"Nine?" That was three hours! Three hours that could be used for dinner, love making and other romantic shit I had planned!

"Please, baby..." she begged and the way she was batting those lashes made me weak in the knees and blush in the cheeks. Why was she fucking cute and irresistible? Fuck me...

"Fine."

Her eyes brightened. "Really?"

I rolled my eyes and shrugged. "Yes, but be back by nine."

Her slender arms wrapped securely around my neck to pull me down to her lips. She breathed out, tickling my stache with her minted breath.

"I'll be back by nine so that it leaves you the rest of the night and onto the morning to do whatever you want with me."

That left me with hopeful and lust-filled thoughts for tonight. I was gonna tear her the fuck up.

Nessie's POV

Seth was about five years older than me but he really didn't notice how naive I was.

He didnt mind it when I ran into the First Beach waves like a child because he did the exact same thing when the tide came in.

"Holy fuck, it's cold!" he yelped and ran back to shore, prancing like a dear to warm his feet. He looked pretty ridiculous so when I laughed, it was obnoxious and echoed, which disturbed some vacationers who were all the way on the other side of the beach.

"Oh, dont laugh at me," he grinned.

I chuckled some more before I caught my breath again. "That was pretty hilarious."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," he waved me off playfully and bumped shoulders with me when we continued our walk down the shore.

We stared at the sun and sand for a few minutes before he brought up something we didnt elaborate on earlier.

"So Nahuel..."

"What about him?"

"When was the last time you spoke to him?"

I shrugged and resist the urge to roll my eyes. To be honest, I couldnt even remember. "Um, it's been a while. Last time I checked, he was talking about how he was staying faithful and that he missed me. Which I knew was a bunch of bull because if he missed me so much-"

"He'd be home," he finished for me.

"Exactly."

He swayed a little with the breeze. "So why dont you just dump him?"

That was a good question. "My parents, I guess. They think so highly of him and they believe we're perfect for each other but that's only because of the whole hybrid thing. He watches his thoughts really closely around my father and my mom is just oblivious."

"He doesnt mistreat you, does he? Like hitting and-"

"Oh, goodness no!" I objected. Nahuel was mean but he wasnt heartless. "He's just a real jerk sometimes."

"Well I guess that's better than being abusive."

Nodding my head in agreement, my curiosity spoke for me."So, tell me stuff about your mother. Why is she so judgmental?"

He rolled his eyes and let out a frustrated groan. "Her perspective of things are a tad different than mine. I got into a bar fight a few weeks ago and she thought of it as the first signs of delinquent behavior. I see it just as some guy wanted to tussle at a bar."

"But did you ever think about it from your mother's point of view?"

He stopped walking for a second to think about it. I stood in front of him as he tried to put the pieces to his dramatic puzzle together.

He blew that notion to the side and continued. "She likes to compare me to Jacob. I get that he's role model material but-"

"Do you wanna be like Jacob?"

He hunched his shoulders. "I dont know."

Seth's face saddened at a memory of some kind that mustve brought back a comparison his mother made. Nobody liked to be sympathized-especially men- so I tried my hardest not to look at him in a way that expressed how bad I felt for him. We dropped the subject and enjoyed the rest of each other's company by laughing, telling jokes and just getting to know each other. We went as far Canada until we both got tired and decided to head back to La Push.

The rest of our night seemed to go by so fast because by the time he had taken me home, it was almost one in the morning.

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