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 64: Jacob Freaks Out (aka Labor and Delivery)

As soon as I said "I think that my water just broke, Jacob turned white as a ghost and froze, still on top of me, since we had been doing it "wolf style." I literally had to push him off of me, so that he rolled onto the bed, before he came back to his senses, well maybe that is not an accurate description.

Jacob freaked the hell out. He ran into the kitchen to begin to boil water (why, I still do not know), then he grabbed me while I was still completely naked, and tried to run me to the main house. When I protested, he put be down, and I put on a nightgown with a robe over it.

I grabbed the phone and dialed my Grandpa Carlisle. He answered on the first ring. "Grandpa, it's Nessie, I think that my water just broke." I said, trying to remain calm as Jacob ran through the cabin throwing things in suitcases (where did he think we were going).

"How far apart are you contractions," Grandpa said in his clinical voice.

"So far I only had one, when my water actually broke. I haven't felt any since."

"I think that you have quite a bit of labor in front of you then, but you should come to the main house as soon as possible," he replied.

"I don't think that will be a problem, I just need Jacob to calm down first. We'll be right over."

Jacob was still running through the cabin like a mad man, when I caught him by his arm, and pulled him to me. I ran my arms around his neck, and grabbed his hair so that he could not turn from my gaze.

"Jacob I need you to shut off the water you just put on to boil and to stop panicking. I really need you right now to calm down. Grandpa Carlisle said that my labor may just be starting, and I need you to be there for me. Can you do that, please," I said, and then grabbed my belly. I think I was having my second contraction. It was approximately 15 minutes since the first contraction, and without the distraction of making love, it definitely felt more painful.

"I'm sorry Nessie," he said as he ran to the kitchen and shut off the boiling water. He instantly returned to me, and hugged me tight to his body. I could see the panic seeping through his eyes. He was looking to me for guidance as to what to do next, and I was looking to him for support, so that I could get through doing what I needed to do.

"Jacob, Grandpa wants me to come straight over to the main house," Jacob picked me up bridal style and sprinted to the main house in record speed. We came in through the kitchen door, and everyone was assembled in the living room.

Jacob ran right past everyone and up the stairs into Grandpa's study. He laid me down on top of the table, and the entire family filtered in after us.

"Have you had any more contractions," Grandpa Carlisle asked.

"Yes, about 15 minutes after the first one," I replied. I currently wasn't in pain, and I was trying to practice the breathing techniques the Grandpa had taught me. As I was practicing, another labor pain occurred; this one was only about 12 minutes since the previous one. They were definitely becoming more intense in their pain, not to mention that they were coming closer and closer.

Before he examined me, Grandpa Carlisle had Dad and Uncle Emmett turn the exam table around so that it was facing away from the family and the doorway. He then hung a sheet up, so that the bottom half of my body was not visible to everyone in the room.

"You are already dilated 8 cm. I take back what I said earlier Nessie, I think these babies are coming rather quickly," Grandpa Carlisle said.

"Jacob," I called, he was still pale white, and was hunched in the corner across from me. "Jacob please come here, I want to hold your hand. I want you to go through this with me please."

Jacob began to walk across the room, and passed out cold. He would have fell and hit his head against the desk, if my Dad didn't catch him in mid fall. Dad lowered Jacob to the floor gently, and then Jacob's eyes opened back up. At that moment I had another contraction, and it was the most intense I had so far. My mother grabbed my hand as I yelled out in pain. It was a good thing that Jacob was still sitting down, because he would have been down again after my yell.

I was continuing to practice my breathing exercises, as Jacob continued to sit on the floor with his head between his knees taking deep breaths. He eventually said he felt well enough to stand; Dad escorted him over to the side of the table where I was perched, with my legs up in stirrups.

I grabbed Jacob's hand, "Are you ok," I asked him.

"This is all my fault," Jacob said, "The babies are going to be two weeks premature because of me."

"What are you talking about," I snapped.

"Jacob," Grandpa said in his reassuring clinical voice, "The babies looked healthy and well developed in today's earlier ultrasound. I would not worry about them being preemies, because they are not."

Uncle Emmett guffawed, and said, "I guess we know what they were up to right before her water broke."

"Knock it off Uncle Emmett, I am really not in the mood," I snapped, and then began yelling again. The contractions were increasing in intensity and in frequency. I began to feel the urge to push.

"Jacob please, hold my hand, I need you now more than ever," I said, and I stroked the back of his hand. He leaned down and kissed the top of my forehead, and stood next to me the entire rest of my labor and delivery.

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William Edward Cullen Black was born at 5:15 am on January 5th. His sister Sarah Bella Cullen Black was born at 5:30am on the same date. William looks like a miniature version of Jacob. He has russet colored skin, black hair, and eyes so dark brown that they almost appeared black. He weighed 5 pounds 3 oz. Sarah was more of a blend of the two of us than William is. Sarah weighs 6 pounds even, has bronze color curly hair, but also had russet colored skin, and dark brown eyes. Both of them were absolutely beautiful and healthy.

Grandpa Carlisle had a cradle in the office to place the babies into once Mom and Grandma Esme cleaned them off, dressed them, and wrapped them up tight to swaddle them in their receiving blankets. We placed in the cradle together.

Jacob and stood next to me, as I was still on the table, and watched the babies, as they slept next to each other in the crib. After about 20 minutes, something amazing happened. Sarah phased into a wolf pup, and then William also phased into a wolf pup. They both cuddled each other, free of their blankets, in the crib.

I looked at Jacob and said, "I thought that transformation into wolves usually occurred around puberty?"

"It has always in the past, I don't know, maybe we should call Billy," Jacob replied. While Jacob was on the phone with Billy, William transformed into a small baby bunny, and then Sarah quickly changed into the same."

"Billy's on his way over," Jacob said as he hung up the cell phone, "He thinks that our babies are true shape shifters, and that we have not had true shifters that could take any shape they wanted in many generations."

I grinned down at my little bunnies; pig piled together in the center of the crib, and prayed to God that everything was going to be ok.