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.

A/N- Continued thanks to everyone who has been reading and providing feedback. I really appreciate it.

A/N- When I originally posted this chapter, in the last line I wrote 6pm instead of 6am. I have fixed it now, but incase it didn't make sense to anyone, it was a typo.

Chapter 43: Blindness

Jacob carried me bridal style out into the living room, luckily I was wearing shorts and a T-Shirt, instead of my new Victoria's Secret wardrobe. I frantically started calling for my family members, and they quickly made their way into the living room. Mom and Dad were still staying in the cottage, so ran to the back door, and yelled loudly for them to return to the main house quickly.

Once we were all assembled, Jacob began to speak. "Leah, Seth, Quil and I were on patrol this evening. Around 2:30 am, we picked up a scent of a vampire near the treaty line. It was not one that I recognized. We also smelled three different distinct smells, which were not quite human and not quite vampire, similar to Nessie. We never actually saw them, but their scents were fresh when we picked them up. I followed the scents across the treaty line to the river, but it stopped there, and turned back north."

"Alice, do you see anything," Dad asked.

"Flickers, only flickers, of a vampire with long black hair. I only see flickers though. I can't see what he wants or why he is here. I can't see his face clearly either."

"It has to be Yohan," Mom said, "And his daughters."

"Why would Yohan and his daughters' come here," Grandma Esme asked, "We have never even met them."

I knew why, so I answered, "If it is them, they must be here to seek vengeance. We killed his son/ their brother Nahuel, but we also killed the daughter's chances of marrying into the Volturi. We took away their chances of becoming royalty. They are going to try to kill all of us, especially me. My refusal to be with Nahuel caused all their problems." I said. I felt tears begin streaming down my cheeks. "I can't allow anything to happen to my baby. Please, you all have to help me protect my baby," I began yelling through my tears.

"No one is going to let anyone hurt you," Dad said as he pulled me into a hug.

Jacob leaned down and whispered into my ear, "All your family, Vampires and Wolves, will keep you and the baby safe. We have already defeated an army of newborn vampire when we work together. This is nothing. We will all be ok."

I heard the sound of the metal shutters closing around the windows of the house, and I noticed Uncle Jasper touching the remote keypad which controlled them.

"The newborns were different though," I said trying to stop crying. I needed to learn to be strong. I was pregnant now, and it would soon be my responsibility to protect my baby. "Aunt Alice could see the newborns; she can't see the half-vamps. She can't see Yohan when he is with them, plus, Aro knew more about Aunt Alice than anyone else, he probably taught him how to keep her at bay by not making decisions."

Uncle Jasper nodded in agreement, "Nessie is right, but we have them largely outnumbered. Still, we need to remember that we will be fighting a group of vampires that are mostly over one hundred years old. We will need to establish a tight perimeter. We will need to coordinate all our resource," Uncle Jasper added.

"Sam is already on his way here. He had Jason, Paul and Embry join patrol with the rest of my pack. I hope that I did the right thing, but I told them to ignore the treaty line for now," Jacob said, somewhat pensively.

"Of course Jacob, the treaty line at this point is solely for the protection of you people. We need as much help as we can get at this time. We will not know when or where they will attack. The more eyes the better," Grandpa Carlisle said.

I suddenly felt funny, like pressure in my belly. I clasped my hands around my abdomen. Mom must have had her shield down, because Dad knew what I was thinking. Oh my God, I am having stomach pain, not my baby. I couldn't live through it if anything happened to my baby.

"Carlisle," Dad called as he scooped me up and carried me full speed to Grandpa's study, "Nessie feels like the baby is in distress."

Dad quickly laid me on the exam table, Jacob grabbed my hand, and Grandpa Carlisle quickly wrapped a blood pressure cuff on my arm. He then threw a sheet over my torso, and asked me to take my shorts down so that he could examine me.

"I think that she is just experiencing high blood pressure because of all the stress. Everything else looks normal for this stage of pregnancy for a human, at least," he hedged. "Nessie, I want you to stay in bed for the next few days. I want to make sure that it is not anything more serious," Grandpa said.

"Jacob, why don't you take her downstairs and stay with her a while until she calms down. I'll let you know when Sam gets here," Dad said.

I put my shorts back on, underneath the sheet, and Jacob carried me bridal style, down the stairs, and into our bedroom.

"I can't see it Jacob. Our baby has to be OK, because I can't see my life without the baby or you. That means that everything has to be alright. Doesn't it Jacob," I said to him, with tears dripping down my cheeks and running down my neck.

"Nessie, I promise you, I will keep you and the baby safe," Jacob said as he wiped the tears from my cheeks with his hands. He cradled my face in between his two large warm hands, and stroked my cheeks with his fingers. He leaned down and kissed my forehead, then gently, tenderly my lips.

"Promise me you will be safe too Jacob," I said, still crying.

"I promise I will do everything I can do to keep all of us safe, including myself," and he again leaned down and kissed me, still gently, but with more passion this time.

"Are you still going to go to work," I asked.

"I don't think that I will be able to at this point," he said disappointedly, "I am either going to be on patrol or with you every second of the day. My priority in life is the safety and happiness of you and our baby," he said and kissed my cheek. "I'll tell Dawson that I was offered a job to be the personal mechanic to the Cullen's. He should believe that. I don't want to raise suspicions."

I tried, I really tried to hide my enthusiasm and relief from hearing that he was going to quit his job, but I couldn't. I hugged him tightly around his neck, as we were still sitting next to each other on the bed, and kissed him passionately. He returned the kiss, but I know that it hurt him slightly that I was so happy when he was loosing the opportunity to do something he really wanted to do. He continued to kiss me, and gently laid me down on the bed. He lay on his side next to me, and traced circles on my belly gently with his fingers. He held me tightly in his arms, while continuing to tickle my belly for about 15 minutes, when Sam arrived.

Despite the objections of all my family members, I sat in the living room for the strategy discussion once Sam arrived. Jacob refused to let me walk, and carried me over to the sofas in the living room. Conspicuously, Uncle Jasper sat next to me the entire time, so even though I had a front row seat to all the discussion of strategy, I remained quite calm, almost drifting off to sleep several times during the discussion.

The group primarily agreed that Jacob and I were the prime targets, as Yohan and his daughters would be blaming our relationship for their lack of fortune with the Volturi. It was decided that all patrols of the area would be made in packs of four, combinations of both wolves and vampires, as necessary.

"Strategically, they know that they are out numbers," Uncle Jasper said, "They will try to pick us off one by one. We can not be solo, at any time, in order to ensure not only our own safety, but also to prevent a breach of our perimeter."

"I call dibs on Yohan," Uncle Emmet said, "It's been a while since I have gotten to kick old vampire ass. I am tired of newborns and mind game stand offs with the Volturi, I am ready to fight."

I felt an extra strong wave of calm flow over me, and then I saw Aunt Rose smack the back of Uncle Emmett's head.

"The most important thing is that we all stick to the plan," Sam said, "No unnecessary risks. We will step up patrols. Since you Cullen's do not require sleep, your assistance on evening shifts would be appreciated. Jacob, you and your pack will primarily be responsible for day shifts, and my pack will supplement all shifts, as well as handling the early evening patrols. Does that sound agreeable to everyone?"

Everyone nodded in unison.

Aunt Alice chimed in "I see the wedding going off as planned. Vengeful stalking vamps or not, we will be having a wedding here in little more than a week. I expect you to schedule your patrols around the bridal party duties."

We all rolled our eyes at her, but it was somewhat reassuring that she was still having visions of the wedding.

"Have you seen any other visions which would be helpful Aunt Alice," I asked.

"I see your parents and me and Uncle Jasper dancing at your wedding, next Saturday. I really can't see that far into the future for you and Jacob, you know that."

I started to yawn and since Jacob was going to be on patrol during the days, I knew I had very little time left with him. I excused myself to our room, and pulled Jacob by the hand with me, not giving him a choice of whether or not he was going to get some rest. I laid him down on the bed, crawled on top of his chest, and held him tightly in a silence, until at 6am, he kissed me, and left to run his first patrol.