A/N: So sorry for the wait! Here's chapter four. And I don't own anything and I love my readers and reviews. P.S I don't own anything.

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Nessie literally cracked my radius as her squeezing reached a new strength. However, it was the last thing I was concerned with when the door shot open with and earsplitting bang. Edward stood there positively fuming, Bella right behind him. He didn't move; I'm not sure this has ever happened before. Edward has always been rather… aggressive when expressing his anger. He was beyond lowly growled threats, past breaking the rest of my bones. Instead, he just clenched his fists tightly at his side and said in a surprisingly normal voice, "Leave, Jacob. Now."

I opened my mouth to protest. This was big news – enormous, gigantic, life-changing news that I have not had time to even begin to process. Ness held tight to my hand, assuring me that she didn't want me to go, and she was all I cared about right now. I squeezed her little hand and chanced a glance at Bella, who had since moved into the room. I couldn't find her feelings about all this through her expression. She looked shocked more than anything, but there was something in her gold eyes that suggested a deeper emotion – was it hurt? Hurt at the fact that she and Edward had trusted us on our own and to be responsible? We had been, other than that first time, and that afternoon a couple weeks ago.

I want to sink into the floor with all those eyes on me, especially Carlisle's, who stood motionless in the corner of the room, looking like a much less murderous version of Edward. And who could blame him? I just knocked up his only grandchild. Said grandchild broke the tangible silence in the room with her sweet, soprano voice. "But – Momma, how did… I mean, how did you hear?"

Bella crossed her arms over her chest, and at her now-angry gaze I felt Ness cringe into me. "Nana was very concerned when you got sick, and felt we should know about it. We were over here just in time to hear the word 'positive'. That's how we heard."

The feather-light pitter-patter of multiple pairs of footsteps made their way up the stairs and crowded around the doorway, which was blocked by Edward and Bella. My height advantage allowed me to see past his shoulder and into the face of Alice, and by her expression of shock, the teeniest bit of disappointment, and the undercurrent of excitement, I could tell she already knew. Looking at Emmett, Rose, and Jasper, however, I knew that they had no clue what was going on.

"Is everything okay?" Jasper asked tentatively. He must be going crazy with all these conflicting emotions.

Alice's eyes connected with mine and she gave me a minute nod that I took to understand she would handle her husband and siblings. "I'll explain later. I think Bells and Edward need to, um, have a talk with Jacob and Ness."

They darted out of the way as Edward spun on his heel and was out of the house before anyone could stop him. Carlisle excused himself from the room and led his family down the stairs at a normal pace. This left Ness, Bella and I alone.

"Alice is right," Bella said quietly. "We need to have a chat back at the cottage."

Bella followed in Edward's footsteps, matching his speed as she went back to her house. Renesmee let out a shaky breath and just stared out the window as a lone tear strolled down her cheek. I pulled her to me in a hug, murmuring pleas for her not to cry. She stroked my back and whispered with the slightest laugh, "I'm too happy to cry, Jake."

I heard a few relatives downstairs "aww" and let myself grin a little. I couldn't say I was really upset about the fact that my girlfriend, my imprint, was pregnant with my baby. And now I knew that at least not the whole family was against us (me); someone was on our side.

I squeezed her one last time and motioned to the room across the hall, which had a balcony from which we could escape the house without encountering the rest of her family. We jumped over the railing and landed perfectly on the ground, clasped hands, and ran towards the house.

It only took us about ten minutes, and we stood in front of the door mentally preparing for something there was no way to be prepared for. Our eyes met, and she nodded that she was ready, and we stepped through the door.

Bella and Edward were sitting next to each other on one of the couches in the living room. Edward was looking at the floor with his hand clasped in Bella's over her lap. I sighed and felt my feet carry me to the couch opposite of the one they were seated on. Nessie sat next to me and unconsciously assumed a position almost identical to Edward's, grabbing my hand and resting it over my knee. They were so similar in so many ways that it was slightly freaky. Speaking of freaky, I wondered if he was reading my mind right now. I called his name numerous times in my head, but I wasn't reassured one way or the other because there was the very high possibility that he was ignoring me. I shouted in my mind, I impregnated your daughter! relying very much on the hope that we were being shielded because there was no way that wouldn't get some kind of reaction. I felt a slight bit of tension release from my muscles when I realized Bella was, in fact, employing that handy shield of hers.

When roughly two minutes passed and Edward was still staring at the floor and no one else had said anything, Nessie once again broke the silence. We hadn't really prepared anything to say, fully expecting to not even get a word in between Edward's yells. But with his silence, she started the nerve-wracking conversation on what would hopefully be the right foot. "I'm sorry, Momma, Daddy."

Edward's head snapped up. "You're sorry?" he said in a dangerously soft voice. "That's all you have to say for yourself?"

Tears welled in her eyes and she looked to the ceiling, and I knew she was willing them away. She took a deep breath. "I – I don't know what else to say," she nearly whispered.

"Maybe Jacob knows what else to say. Hm?"

My stomach dropped the way it does when you hear the teacher call your name to answer a math problem that you have no clue whatsoever how to solve. "Um. No sir, I don't." It was my turn to look at the floor.

Edward growled with disgust and sprang to his feet, pacing in front of his couch. "Well I have a few things to tell you two. You have been incredibly irresponsible, sleeping around, unprotected, no less, with each other while we're away, completely betraying our trust. We just can't believe you let this happen."

I couldn't tell if Edward was building himself up or calming himself down by letting us know what was going through his head. His pacing never ceased, and he tried to avoid eye contact with anyone else in the room. Bella took her turn to speak. "What I think your father is trying to get you to realize is that you two will practically be teen parents. You're so young, how are you supposed to know how to take care of a baby? You have such limited experience in the real world. And more than likely, your pregnancy will progress much faster than a normal one, leaving you with less time to learn."

"And they aren't even married!" Edward chimed in, throwing his hands up in frustration. Bella nodded.

At this, Nessie seemed to reach her breaking point. I hope she was thinking the same thing I was, which was that Bella couldn't be more of a hypocrite at this moment.

"Hold on. First off, Mother, what gives you the right to judge us as incompetent "teen" parents? Need I remind you that you yourself were eighteen when you had me?" The flush that indicated her rising anger grew in her cheeks. I was glad that she was brave enough to say this, because I sure as hell didn't feel like it right now.

"And you are seven, Renesmee, seven!" Bella retorted with almost a shout. I cringed internally. I avoided thinking of Nessie's real age at all costs. I suddenly felt slightly dirty, perverted. But then I looked at her, her breasts that were full and round (perhaps a tiny bit fuller, or was it just my imagination?), her hips perfectly womanly, her facial features no longer childish, no more baby fat; I felt better.

Nessie scoffed as if she had just heard the most ridiculous thing to ever reach her ears. "Mom, I have the intelligence of an adult that has been to grad school five times with five different medical degrees, let alone high school! And while what everyone says, that you were well beyond your years even at eighteen, may be true, it doesn't discount the fact that you were just that – eighteen, and fresh out of high school. My real age is nothing but a number. I'm not dumb. And don't pretend like you knew any more about the "real world" than I do when you found out you were pregnant." She glanced at Edward, who had stopped walking to stand in front of his couch with crossed arms and glare at us. "And what's with you nodding when he mentioned that we aren't married. Who gives a fuck? You didn't want to be married, so why is it a big deal that we aren't?"

Bella rose to her feet, and for a moment she was more like the old human Bella than I had seen in years. She sought for words to assist her, even though she knew Renesmee had not said one false thing in her little monologue. All that she needed was the flush that filled Nessie's cheeks. I knew her tough-mom resolve had faltered slightly, however, at Renesmee's words. That didn't stop her from trying to stand by her husband in what I'm sure was an agreed-upon approach to handling the conversation. "It – it still doesn't change that you aren't ready for this responsibility. You don't even have a job! And Jacob has the shop, but he's young as well, and has even sacrificed going to school for you."

This angered me. "So? The shop is getting more and more business by the month. Nessie doesn't have to get a job if she doesn't want to. And as far as school, I'll take some online classes or something later on." I stood as well, towering over everyone else. "Right now, all I know is that I want her to be happy, and I want our baby to be happy."

"You don't know what you're getting yourself into," Edward growled, still glaring at us.

I wanted to punch a wall. I wanted to punch Edward. I even chanced a step towards him. "You know what, Edward, you're right. I don't know what I'm getting myself into. And neither does Nessie. But I do know one thing; I'm man enough to own up to the fact that maybe we fucked up, but it won't take hearing my unborn child's thoughts to make me love it. I love it right now, with all of my heart. And even if I… if I didn't," the thought was so inconceivable I could barely speak it and I shook my head to clear it of said thought, "I would never, in a million years, attempt to take away from her something that I know she loves so much."

I saw Edward's lip curl, and by Bella's expression, I could tell the shock of what I had just said had forced her to let her shield down. Both Edward's and my fists were shaking, ready to attack at any moment. I knew it was going to happen any second, so I took the opportunity to get my last few words in. Hit me, break me – shit, kill me if you want, Edward. But just know that you will have to live with yourself when she hates you for all eternity for killing her baby's father. His eyes grew wide with more anger and distress. You have to know that we are truly sorry for disappointing you; probably I am even more so than her. But what's done is done. You can't change what's happened, or what's going to happen.

He just stared at me for a moment, before turning around and making way for the back door. As soon as he stepped foot into the backyard, he was gone.

Bella still hadn't seemed to have recovered from my words. To this day, Edward's initial reaction to the news of Renesmee is a bit of a touchy subject between them. Our eyes met, and I started to regret bringing it up. They had just angered me so much with their hypocritical criticism. Bella looked at Nessie, who had started to tear up at the subject as well, and pulled her into a hug only a mother could give. Ness buried her nose into Bella's long chestnut tresses, clutching to her with all she had and letting out a few light sobs.

"I'm sorry I was irresponsible and disappointed you, Momma," she murmured through her tears. "And I'm sorry I said those things about you."

If Bella could cry, I'm sure she would at this moment. "Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry for what I said, too. And you were right about a lot. I know all too well you're not dumb or immature; in fact it scares me half to death every time I realize it. I just know how excited and terrified and happy I was when I was in your situation, and I just want you to know that you'll always have me, okay?"

They pulled back and Bella wiped away the wet marks on Nessie's rosy cheeks delicately with her thumbs. She turned to me now and I couldn't help embracing her as well. "I'm sorry too, Bells. For bringing up… you know."

Bella sighed, releasing me. "It's all right, Jake." She looked at the two of us. "I have to go find him. Don't expect us home until the morning."

We nodded, and I grabbed Nessie's hand. She leaned onto my arm as we watched her mother sprint in a beige-brown blur into the woods. When she was gone Nessie turned to me. "I need a bath."

I leaned down and kissed her gently, scooping her into my arms and carrying her up the stairs to her bathroom. I ran the water into the deep tub, turning the faucet all the way to the left (what is scalding to a human feels pleasantly hot to us), and poured in plenty of gardenia-scented bubble bath. Although I didn't have much patience for baths, I got in behind her and let her lean against my chest, massaging shampoo and conditioner into her hair. I even managed to get a laugh out of her when I complained that she kept falling asleep and that I would get bored if she didn't stay awake. She dunked her head to rinse out the conditioner and stood, water dripping from her glorious body. Although I was dying to look at her front (for a number of reasons now) she kept her back toward me, grabbing the towel off the rack on the wall and strolling into her closet to find pajamas. I dried myself off and found a pair of clean boxers already waiting for me on the bed, and got under the covers. Between the huge argument, the bath, and the lulling rain that had just begun, I was suddenly exhausted.

Nessie joined me a minute later with her hair combed and a simple cotton nightgown that reached the top of her knees covering her body. She climbed in and snuggled next to me, so that we were face to face. I readjusted so that my left arm rested underneath her head and my right one over her waist. We just looked at each other for a minute before Nessie sighed and closed her eyes. "Thank you for being so wonderful, Jake," she said quietly.

I smiled and nudged my nose against hers. "Right back at ya, babe."

Ness smiled gently and opened her eyes, stroking my back softly, comfortingly. "You know what's weird?"

I kissed her. "What?"

"I don't feel like I'm pregnant. It just doesn't feel real, to know that I have someone else inside me. It's too incomprehensible," she explained. There was a pause and she just continued to stroke my skin as she hesitated. "I feel like I kind of know what my mom must have felt, but I'm a million times better off. Because I know that you'll never, ever, hurt our baby, Jake."

"Never," I whispered, kissing her cheek. We smiled at each other, and she closed her eyes again. A few moments later, I saw tears clinging to her long dark eyelashes. "What's wrong, sweetheart?"

Nessie took a deep, shaky breath. "It's just… it's a horrible, horrible feeling to know that even for the first few months of my unborn life, my dad didn't want me. That he wanted to kill me. I mean, it's a terrible feeling to know that any one person doesn't want you for one reason or another. I understand you not wanting me at first, because all you knew was that you thought you were in love with my mom like you're in love with me, and that I, and monstrous abomination, had killed her. But now that I have a baby inside of me, that's half you and half me, I can't imagine doing anything to kill it." I didn't have anything to say. I felt so low for bringing up the sore subject. I started to apologize, but she cut me off. "Don't apologize. It's in the very back of my mind more often than not, anyways. At least it has been more and more since I've gotten older, learned the ways of the world." She gave a dry laugh.

I brought my arm that was resting on her waist up to stroke her cheek gently with my fingertips. "I promise that I will never in our eternity together hurt you…" I trailed my hand down her body to rest on her tummy, "or baby Black. And you know that your dad loves you, too. He wouldn't be reacting the way he has if he didn't love you with every ounce of his being. Trust me."

Nessie gave me a watery smile and reached up to kiss me. "I love you so much, Jacob."

"I love you, Ness." She turned around so that her back was flush to my chest, and my hand instantly went to her flat tummy once again.

A few moments later, she groaned and stuffed her face into the plush pillow. "What?" I questioned immediately, wondering if something was already going wrong.

"We have to face Aunt Alice tomorrow!"

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I am so so sorry about how long it has taken me to update this. And for future reference, let me just say something real quick about myself. I figured out I'm not a goal-driven person. This new self-awareness has allowed me to see that posting on my profile deadlines for myself to have new chapters posted on other stuff isn't going to stop me from not doing it. With that in mind, my main motivation is feedback, which is why I love posting new chapters on this story so much, because y'all are so supportive and leave awesome reviews! Keep up the good work and leave some more :)