A/N: Okay, A few things...

First, I realized that Paul actually did have an imprint which was Rachel when a few people told me in the reviews. I'm sorry about that. It's been awhile since I read the books, but I've been going back and re-reading some of the chapters. So forget about Leslie. I went in and changed Paul's imprint back to Rachel because it made me a little ansty to change it.

Second, tell me what you think of the name. (You will know what I'm talking about by the end of this chapter)

and third, a song that inspired me to write this chapter was "On the Wing" by Owl City. I love their music, you should listen to it while reading this. It puts me in the mood, but you don't have to if you don't want to.

Anyways, Review and Enjoy :)

Nessie POV

My eyes flickered open to the brightness of the lights above me. I flinched, blinking a few times.

"She's awake."

I heard the sound of Jacob's voice. Then I heard the shuffling of feet as they came around and dimmed the lights. I could see Jacob's, Bella's, and Edward's faces above me as I lay on the hospital bed in Carlisle's office.

I slowly came back to reality, everything coming back to my memory that happened before I passed out. Then I worried.

My baby…

I tried to sit up but my father gently pushed me back down, reading my mind.

"The baby is okay. Don't worry." My father told me, soothing me while running his fingers through my hair.

"Umm. Can I have something to eat?" I asked, hunger one of the first things on my mind.

My mother smiled half-heartedly. "Of course." and left with my father downstairs.

I looked over at Jacob, who held my hand, his expression slowly fading from anxious to relaxed. I put my other hand on his cheek.

"What happened?" I asked calmly.

His expression did not change. His features were smooth, calm, and angel-like. I could not look away.

"I phased, and ran with Sam and Paul for a bit, just to get used to being on patrol after awhile…" He paused, sighing.

"But then we caught a scent, a newborn scent. It was a fresh trail, and it was heading towards the beach."

"While running on the trail with Sam and Paul, I also caught your scent. I panicked. I was afraid that…that it was going to be too late by the time I arrived." His expression then turned sour, disgusted. I flinched.

"That filthy bloodsucker was easy. I had no problem taking him down, I was thankful I got to you just in time." Then he looked at me, his expression serious and stern.

"Renesmee Carlie Cullen. Don't you ever put yourself and our child in danger like that ever again." Then his expression changed, looking sad and glum.

"I thought I was going to lose you, and our baby…" He said softly, holding my hand tightly.

I pulled him down to my lips and kissed him softly, too tired to force it. I looked into his dark eyes and wanted so much for my baby to have those beautiful dark eyes of his.

I ate with Jacob in the big hospital bed, Jacob laying next to me. I felt my eyes drooping, and I didn't bother to stay awake.

"Go to sleep, love. I'll be right here when you wake up." He said when I yawned.

And with a kiss on the cheek and another big yawn, I fell asleep quickly in Jacob's arms.

***

I walked to the small stream close to the backyard of mine and Jacob's home. I wandered deeper into the trees, taking a little walk and enjoying the chirping of the birds as they flew from one tree branch to the next.

From a distance I saw a small child sitting by the stream, with short, curly black hair and the most beautiful big grey eyes I had ever seen. They were mysterious, as if there was a secret behind that lovely face of hers.

She smiled as she saw me, showing off her cute dimples. I slowly came closer, captivated by her beauty. I kneeled down next to her, watching her as she smelled the flower she held with such grace. She closed her eyes, tilting her head up to the sky and breathing in the scent of the fresh spring air. I smiled, then giggled. She opened her eyes, revealing those amazing grey eyes. But then I reached for the child, and she gasped. Before I could press a finger on her pale but lovely cheek, she faded.

***

I gasped, shaking when I woke…which woke Jacob.

"Babe, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

"No…" I turned to look at him. "I had a dream that I walked by the little stream by our house, and…there was a child."

His eyebrows rose, a smile forming on his lips.

"And? What happened?" He asked softly.

"It was a little girl. She looked just like you, with her curly jet black hair. She had most of your facial features, but those eyes, oh Jake her eyes where so beautiful. They were big, cloudy grey eyes-"

"Grey eyes?" Jake asked quickly.

"Yes? Why? What about them?"

"My mother's eyes were grey." Jake said, a big smile on his face. "Could you show me? I want to see her."

"Of course." I said smiling, placing a hand on his cheek and showing him the dream of the little curly-haired girl with the big grey eyes.

***

Jacob POV

A few weeks later

Nessie and I were back in Toronto. The atmosphere was more relaxed and the sun was out almost everyday now.

Nessie started working as Ellen's assistant for her design and photography business to keep herself busy, while I went over and helped Kayden work on fixing up his Mustang. By the time the day was over, Nessie and I would go home and spend the rest of the night talking about the baby and our wedding plans.

"Jake, I keep having those dreams with the same little girl in them. I think we are having a girl." She said as I was making dinner. She propped her elbows on the counter, looking over at me with a serious look in those dark brown eyes.

"Well when are we going to see Kayden to find out the gender?"

"In two days." She said, excited. She was four months along.

"Do you want a boy or a girl?" She asked curiously

"It doesn't matter to me. I will love whatever we have."

She smiled, the blush in her cheeks made her look even more lovely.

"Do you have ideas for names?" I asked, curious to know what she preferred.

"Well…" She started, looking hesitant, curious to my reaction. "I haven't thought of a boy name, because something deep inside tells me it's a girl…the dreams, Jake…I'm telling you."

"You are really stuck on those dreams." I said, turning over the chicken that was in the pan.

"So…Do you have any girl names then?" I asked, putting a lid on the pan and leaning over the counter to gaze into Nessie's big brown eyes.

"Your mother's name was Sarah…" She started, tracing a pattern on the counter with her finger. "and then my mother's name. If I combined the two like my mother did for my name then I would get Arabell. Just take away the S and the H in Sarah and the A in Bella, combine them, and there you have Arabell."

I really liked the name, and the way she actually came up with it. I didn't want anything to simple, and this was perfect.

"Then its Arabell." I replied, joy filling the air around us.

She beamed at me, then came around to me and hugged me, laughing, then crying at the same time.

"Arabell it is." She confirmed.