The characters in this story are from my favorite books, the Twilight Series, by the talented Stephenie Myers, and her copy write of the characters is implied.

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Chapter 42: Establishing New Routines

The alarm went off at 7am. Jacob quickly made is way into the shower. I headed to the kitchen and Dad was already there making us breakfast again.

"Good Morning Dad," I said, and being bolder, I walked up behind him and gave him a peck on the cheek. He turned and made eye contact with me for the first time in days.

"Good Morning Renesmee, how did you sleep," he asked. He seemed less serious, and more relaxed than yesterday with me. I was very relieved by this.

"I slept well Dad," I said with a smile in my voice.

He continued to look at me and said, "Your mother and I have been talking," he paused, as if he were trying to find the right words; this caused my anxiety level to rise again. Mom must have had her shield down, because he obviously read the thoughts in my mind.

"Yes, your Mom went to visit Charlie, you are not being shielded now, but that is not what I wanted to talk to you about," he said. "When Esme had Emmett build the room for you and Jacob, she had not anticipated your pregnancy," he said the sentence in his too calm voice.

I could tell that this was not easy for him, but he was trying so hard. I tried to send him thoughts of encouragement. It's OK Dad, whatever it is. I love you. Just tell me.

"Your mother and I have decided that it makes the most sense for you and Jacob to move into the cottage after you're married. Your room made the perfect nursery when you were little. Although this house is large, there really is no where to put in another room. Does this sound like a viable solution for Jacob and you, or do you two have other plans," he asked sincerely.

"The way everything has been going for Jake and I lately, planning really hasn't played a part in most of it," I said truthfully. He nodded, and leaned over to stroke my cheek. "I think it will be perfect, but can I discuss it with Jacob first," I asked.

"Discuss what with me," Jacob interrupted.

"Jake, Mom and Dad think it would be best if we moved into the cottage, once we are married, so that way we will have room for a nursery. What do you think?"

"Are you sure about that Edward," Jacob asked, "I know how much that cottage means to you and Bella, are you sure that you will be OK with this."

"Yes Jacob, consider it an engagement gift. We have been staying in my old room here in the house anyway. We will keep you current room here as a guestroom in case you or our Grandbaby wants to stay over some nights," Dad replied.

"I don't even know what to say Edward, thank you," Jacob said, as he extended his hand and shook Dad's hand.

"You better start eating or you will be late for your second day of work," Dad said to Jacob, and then motioned to the French Toast he had made for us.

Jacob ate quickly, made his way to the front door, and I passionately kissed him goodbye, and wished him a good day at work. I went upstairs, took a shower, and was heading back to bed when Dad stopped me in the hallway.

"Renesmee, there was something else that I wanted to talk to you about," he said.

"What is it," I asked.

"Well, most of us, meaning my brothers and sisters and your mother, will be attending school in Seattle and Vancouver during the day. Grandma Esme will always be home, but I was wondering, if you wanted, I would be willing to restart Vampire Academy up for you instead? You may get bored just sitting around not doing anything all day. What do you think?"

"I think I would really like that Dad, if you wouldn't mind. Since we are studying college level work anyway, maybe Mom could attend with me?"

Mom walked down the hall and came up behind Dad, "I think that would be a good idea. We have an eternity to attend normal school over and over again, but right now, I think I would like to spend everyday of my daughter's pregnancy with her."

"I would like to focus on English literature and Biology," I added, "Literature because I love to read and Biology, so that I can have a better understanding of how my baby will be. Unlike me, I think that my child will be absolutely unique," I said teasingly.

"OK, sounds good, meet me in Grandpa Carlisle's study in 15 minutes," Dad said.

Vampire Academy was a welcomed distraction today, which did not result in spending copious amounts of money like yesterday's shopping spree did. Dad assigned reading for tomorrow's English Literature Lecture on Catcher in the Rye, Mom and I had a discussion on Wuthering Heights today, a favorite book of both of ours, and Dad argued against its merits.

In Biology, Dad proceeded with a lecture on genetics, and how hybrid species develop. He then proceeded with a genetics lecture on hybrids. It became very detailed about different types of hybrids which occur in nature, starting with mules, types of bird, etc. The last half of the lecture focused on me specifically as a hybrid, and how genetically similar I was to Jacob, as far as the rapid growth spurts we both had, our chromosomal counts, and the fact that Aunt Alice couldn't see either of us.

"Do you think that maybe we have a common ancestor, like in Underworld," I asked half jokingly.

Dad replied, "I don't think so. It is more likely that their species developed as a result of a need to keep non-Vegetarian vampires in check. The birth of your child, we can only speculate as to how its genetic heritage will affect him or her."

It was nice to spend quality time with my parents, and to have intellectual debates about academic topics. I really missed attending school with Jacob though, but I wasn't going to tell him. He was really feeling good about working, and the feeling of independence that it gave him, endeared him to me even more.

At 1pm, we stopped school for the day. Dad made me lunch, a grilled cheese sandwich with fruit salad, and then I excused myself to my room, to download Catcher in the Rye to my Kindle and begin reading it. I had read it before, but it had never been my favorite book, so I wanted to be prepared for the discussion tomorrow, something I knew that I was going to enjoy no matter what the topic was.

At 141 pages into the book, I must have fallen asleep. I woke up around 5:30 pm. Jacob was trying to be quiet, but I heard his closet door squeak, as he was opening it to change into something. He had just come from the shower, and all he was wearing was a towel. His black hair was dripping down his back and chest. I made my way to him at Vampire Speed, and wrapped my arms around his waist.

"I'm sorry honey, did I wake you," Jacob asked.

"I'm glad you did, I missed you all day. I have been re-enrolled in Vampire Academy. Dad is still the professor, but Mom is my new co-student. It was fun. I was supposed to be reading Catcher in the Rye but I dosed off. How was work today?"

"It was cool. I am starting to really get into the swing of things. Dawson seems impressed that I know how to invent solutions to problems, you know, from when I told you I used to rebuild cars. So far I really like it, but I did miss you all day too. I even called here around three, and your Mom said you were sleeping.

"Dinner must almost be ready," I said, "I'm going to go out to the kitchen and see if he needs any help. He was a lot more relaxed around me today. I think that our relationship is going to be OK."

"I'll meet you out there in a few minutes. You know that I am on patrol tonight, so I will only be here until midnight, remember. I'll rush home for an hour in between to eat, and then I'll have to head straight out to work.

"Yes, I remember," I said in my best trying to be supportive voice possible.

We made our way into the kitchen and Dad was serving leftovers of the spaghetti and meatballs from the previous night. It was still awesome.

After dinner, Jacob and I retired to our room. Both Jacob and I were still feeling pretty spent, plus he still had to go out patrolling, so we just lay next to each other and cuddled.

"Jacob, do you ever wonder about what our baby is going to be like? I doubt that there has ever been a vampire, shape shifting werewolf, human hybrid before. I wonder what he or she will be like."

"Of course I do," he said incredulously, "I want the baby to have your brown eyes and dimples. Actually, I want a little girl that looks just like you."

"We'll I want a baby who look like you, a little Jacob with black hair and the darkest brown eyes, but that is not really what I meant," I said.

"What do you mean then?"

"I mean that you have the talent to phase into a werewolf, and I have the talents of placing images into people's heads. I wonder what talents our baby will have. Will it be more human, will it be immortal, those type of questions," I answered, with a hint of panic clouding my voice.

"No, not really, because I believe that the reason for imprinting is to make happy, healthy stronger baby wolves. I know that our child is going to be special, super special, and I can't wait to hold him or her," he leaned down and kissed my belly, and then pulled me onto his chest where I slept until 11:30, when he gently rolled me over onto the bed, kissed me, and then headed out to patrol.

Around 3 am, Jacob returned, and woke me up purposely. "Nessie, we have to get you whole family up. The pack picked up on the scent of a Vampire, and several, what we think were half vampires, by the treaty line." I think that we are under attack.