Disclaimer: Nothing is mine. Blah.

a/n: In case you were wondering about the math here is my interpretation.

Nessie is one half human, one half vamp. Jake is one half human, one half wolfy shapeshifter dude. So half human, quarter vamp, quarter wolf. And keep in mind Jake is a Native American.

Another a/n: -Ninja Emmett- (her stories are hilarious!) gave me the idea for this chapter. Thank you for reviewing!

Baby Time

RPOV

Me and Jake have been married for three years now and I couldn't be happier. Dad finally stopped bursting through the door every time me and Jacob started making out. Mom said that he needed a little "relaxation time" but I knew they were going on their annual honeymoon to Isle Esme. And they were finally giving me and Jake permission to do what we were longing to do.

Esme had built us a house right in the middle of the extensive woods near the main, gigantic, white house. It was absolutely gorgeous and it was equipped with a few cars and an electronics room for my Jacob. Esme had really gone all out.

Emmett had warned us, "This was one freaking expensive house. Don't break it." I hadn't realized what he had meant until Jake, blushing furiously, had explained about Emmett's sex life with Rosalie. Ewww… I really did not want to think of that.

I really wanted to talk to Jacob about doing the deed, so I said,

"Jacob?"

"Yeah, baby?" he asked murmuring into my ear. I grabbed his hand and held it tight. I began to speak when his eyes widened. I realized that I had been subconsciously transmitting my thoughts to him. (Oopsie. I forgot that Nessie could do that which is why it's not mentioned anywhere else.) All my fantasies and what I could do to him… were all his now. He smiled, swept me into his arms and carried me to the bedroom, his lips already attacking mine.

A few days later I felt really pissed off at Jacob for leaving his dishes everywhere.

"JACOB!" I screamed up the spiraling staircase. He was by my side in a second.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" he asked frantically, checking my body for any sign of injury.

"No! I am not okay! You leave your damned dishes everywhere and I'm tired of it! Go clean them up!" I ordered him menacingly.

"Okay. I'll do it. Just calm down, Nessie," he said, backing slowly into the kitchen.

"No! You'll mess it up! Let me do it! Go play with your cars."

"Okay. Whatever you want sweetheart," he stated, sounding a little nervous.

"No! I'm bloated and I'm fat and you're being stupid! Leave me alone—!" But my voice was cut off by the vomit rushing up my throat. I threw up into the toilet and shuddered.

"Ness! Are you sick?"

"No, duh, Jacob." I rolled my eyes.

"Are you sure you're feeling alright?"

I was about to retort when the phone rang. I looked at the caller id. Alice.

"Now is not the time," I said grumpily.

"Nessie… there's this really fuzzy vision that's hard to focus on, but you look like a blimp." (Can Alice even see visions of Nessie? I don't think so...)

"I thought I couldn't get fat!" I screeched hysterically.

"No! No, Ness… I think you're pregnant," Alice said worriedly.

"Seriously? That explains a lot. Thanks. Bye!"

"Jacob!" I screamed excitedly.

"What?" he screamed at the same volume.

"I'm pregnant!"

"I thought that wasn't possible!" (Is it? Probably not.) He was still screaming.

"Me neither!"

He caught me in a big bear hug that crushed me— no crushed us.

"Careful of our baby, big boy," I giggled hysterically.

He laughed, glad to have an explanation for my moodiness.

"Oh, Jake?"

"Yeah?"

"Go clean up your dishes."

3 drama filled months later…

"Awww…" Everyone said. I looked at the beautiful baby boy in my arms. His skin was the same color as Jake's and it shone in the sun. He looked almost exactly like Jake, with the wide smile (yes, he could already smile) and gorgeous long eyelashes. The only things he inherited from me were his ability to blush and his chocolate brown eyes. I could see what Jacob always talked about. They were beautiful.

Carlisle tried to give him some blood and my baby sucked on the bottle eagerly.

Jacob rolled his eyes. "Only your son," he muttered morosely.

"Will he turn into wolf?" Mom asked Dad.

"I don't know… he smells like one." I smacked Dad's arm.

"Shush. That's your grandson you're talking about."

"What are you going to name him?" Rosalie asked, bouncing the laughing child in her lap.

"I don't know… how about Bob?" Emmett boomed sarcastically.

"I know!" I exclaimed. Everyone turned to look at me. "How about…?"

Okay I really didn't think this through. Could you PLEASE suggest a name for Nessie and Jake's little boy (emphasis on the boy). I have absolutely no idea. I'll pick the one I like best. PLEASE TELL ME, I'M CLUELESS!