Thank you, TwilithianAttack, who gave me that intense list of names to choose from! You are my "winner," because... well, you'll see when you read the story. Thanks to everyone else who contributed, too. I don't want to forget you guys :)
"AHH! JUST GET IT OUT OF ME!!" I screamed at Carlisle, whose hands were positioned at my vag. The baby's head had crowned, and I was working at the body. I squeezed my mother's cold granite hand, pushing. You would think I'd be squeezing my husband's hand, right? Yeah, he passed out a couple minutes ago. Bella had to carry him out of the room.
I could hear Alice, Esme, and Rosalie outside the door, listening to my screams. Edward and Emmett were probably pacing back and forth in the hallway. And Jasper was probably on the other side of the house, trying to get himself as far away from the unhappy feelings as possible. But I did not care about them at the moment. I was too busy concentrating on the excruciating pain in my nether regions.
"Come on, Renesmee! Almost there!" Carlisle coaxed me on. It was a little weird having my grandfather down there, to tell you the truth. No matter how young and hot he looked, he was still me grandpa. Eww.
"I can't!" I groaned, exhausted. I felt my mom tighten her grip on my hand.
"Yes you can," she urged. Her eyes bore into mine, convincing me that I was capable. I gave one big, painful push, and it was out. The baby's strained cries filled the room, and I had to keep from bursting into tears myself.
"It's a girl," Carlisle announced, holding my daughter for me to see. My darling baby girl. She had a patch of thick black hair on top of her head, and despite the blueness of her flesh, I could tell she was going to be dark like her father. She was definitely Jacob's child.
After cutting the cord and all that jazz, Carlisle wrapped the baby in a blanket and laid her gently in my arms.
"Oh my God," Jake gasped as he sneaked into the room, kneeling by my side. "She's gorgeous."
I gazed into my husband's eyes. He looked at me with so much softness and love that my heard swelled in my chest. No one could ever make me feel like that except him. I moved my attention to our child, who opened her curious eyes to stare back at me. They shone a brilliant emerald, and I was taken aback by the surprising color.
"What's her name?" Alice asked as she entered the room. It seemed as though everyone had leaked in at once.
"Sarah," Jacob said, "After my mom."
"Does she have a middle name?" Esme wondered, moving closer.
"Nayeli. It's Quileute for 'I love you'"
"Sarah Nayeli Black," I smiled, putting it all together.
"Can I hold her?" Alice chimed, prancing over to the bed. I was a little reluctant to let my tiny, spastic aunt hold my child, but if you could not trust a vampire not to drop something, then who could you trust? I placed the baby in her ready arms.
"Oh, Jasper! Come here," Alice summoned her husband. Jasper, hesitant as always, made his way over to her side. An unexpected grin lifted on his face as he sensed Sarah's fresh innocence radiating off of her. I knew he could feel the baby's warm vibes.
"Look at those beautiful eyes!" Alice cooed, "Where did that color come from?"
"Me," my father said, moving toward the baby. "Those were my eyes."
It was hard to imagine Edward with green eyes. I was so accustomed to his normal topaz/black that I had forgotten that he had been human one hundred-odd years ago. I could not quite place the look on my father's face. It was like a mixture between surprise, wonder, joy, confusion, and contentment all rolled into one package of weirdness. I wondered what was going through his mind; I was sure that the sight of Sarah's eyes had brought back memories.
"Should we call Oliver over? I'm sure he wants to see her," I asked. Carlisle swept across the carpet to the end table, picking up the old telephone (seriously, it still had a chord and a spin dial).
"I'll do it. You just rest," he dialed the number, calling our vampire friend. In about 5 minutes we could hear the car pulling into the driveway outside the house. I stayed in bed as Alice raced downstairs to let him in. I huffed impatiently. Could vampires be any slower? The sound of footsteps grew closer to the door, and I smiled, only to be disappointed when Maxine entered the room. Oliver was close behind.
"So, this is the child," she said, gazing down at the baby in my arms, "Well, she doesn't look like a mutant."
A low rumble started in Jacob's throat next to me as he tried to repress a growl. Maxine stood back up straight, tucking her long black hair behind her ear. Oliver came forward then, carefully touching Sarah's tiny hand. She shrank away from the icy shock.
"May I?" he asked, taking her from my arms. He made sure to keep the blanket between them. She stretched her mouth wide in a big yawn, and Oliver smiled.
"She's wonderful," he admired, rocking her in his arms. Sarah started blubbering then, which turned into a full-blown, raspy screech. Her cry was strained, exercising her fresh vocal chords.
"Shhh," I hushed, taking back my child. Maxine shifted her weight to her other foot irritably.
"Do the Volturi know about this?" she questioned. My stomach dropped at the sound of their name, and I tried to hide the sudden panic in my eyes as I stared up at the woman.
"Do they need to?" I could feel my heart beating faster as I remembered our last confrontation with the Volturi. The warmth of Jacob's hand rested on my arm, and I suddenly felt a little better.
"They need to be informed about the existence of this child," Maxine's eyes hardened, and I knew she was 100 percent serious about this.
"The baby poses no threat," my dad spoke up, probably reading her mind. I loved when his gift came in handy.
"Now," she agreed, "but what about when she's older? There is no telling what this creature will be capable of doing in the future."
"Sarah is only ¼ vampire, Maxine. That's half of what Renesmee is, and she turned out perfectly fine." Carlisle defended, "Not to mention Sarah had a human appetite."
"And I can monitor her future," Alice added proudly, "I taught myself how."
"Very well, we'll keep her a secret… for now. If I find any reason to turn her in, God forbid, I will. I want to be on your side, but I must obey the Volturi's law. For the humans' safety." Maxine concluded.
"Sorry to cut this short, but the baby is probably hungry," Carlisle interrupted. Oliver nodded in understanding.
"Of course, let's give this new mother some privacy," he smiled at me, "We'll move this party downstairs."
And with that, everyone moved to the door. Except Jacob, of course. I let him stay.
"She is such a bitch!" Jake whispered as quietly as possible, making sure the vampires downstairs could not hear. I giggled nervously, secretly scared to death.
"Seriously, Nessie. You've been up for hours. Let us take care of Sarah," Esme insisted, following me as I paced around the family room. Sarah was screaming in my arms, and I bounced her softly, desperate to quiet her cries. Weren't newborns supposed to sleep??
I walked to the wall and spun around, almost running smack into Rosalie. She scooped Sarah out of my arms and continued the pacing for me, cooing quietly to her. I did not think of objecting, taking the opportunity to plop myself down on the sofa next to my mom, bushed.
"I'm so tired," I whined to her, leaning my head on her shoulder. She pulled me into her arms.
"We don't need to sleep; you do. Go to bed. Us girls will take care of the baby."
"Yeah," Rosalie added. Of course she would. Rosalie was all about the babies.
"No, I'm the mom. I'm responsible for her," I protested.
"And you're doing a wonderful job, Ness."
"Not good enough! It's just… ugh," I paused, on the verge of tears. I had no idea why I was feeling fo emotional.
"You're exhausted," Bella observed. She picked me up off the couch and walked me down the stairs to my bad, where Jacob was sound asleep. I felt like a child as she sat me down, tucking me in. He icy lips pecked my forehead tenderly.
"Don't worry, Renesmee. We'll have Jasper take care of her once he and Alice get back home," she whispered, "Just get some rest. Goodnight."
I groaned and rolled over, already asleep.
And from there the days and nights blended together into one gigantic… thing, and I could not get enough of my darling girl. I never really expected to enjoy being a mother, to tell you the truth. But ever since I saw Sarah, something changed me. Don't get me wrong, I was the same Nessie, but it was like I had two lives; mine and Sarah's. She was a part of me.
Alice was having a good time, happy to have yet another person to shop for. She and Rosalie liked playing dress up with her. A lot. Probably more than Sarah herself. I figured I would let them have their fun, what with them not being able to have their own kids. I'm such a nice person.
Sarah was growing up right before our eyes, and it kind of depressed me. The breast feeding stage was over with (I really didn't mind that too much; it was very time consuming) and she was crawling. And when I say crawling, I mean more like cruising. Seriously. Every time I turned my back for one second, she would be gone. I was just glad that she could not move super vampire fast.
"Jesus! Be careful, Emmett!!" Rosalie stressed as she watched her husband play with Sarah. He was tossing her up in the air.
"I am," he said, catching Sarah on her way down. She was laughing hysterically. I giggled from my place on the porch step, where we were in the backyard. I was in Jacob's lap. He brushed my thick curls over my shoulder, nibbling my neck playfully. I turned my head, sneaking a quick kiss. Everyone else was out hunting. The phone rang from inside, and I stood up.
"I'll get it," I offered before anyone else could, walking through the back door. It was only the second ring when I picked it up (yeah, I'm that fast).
"Hello?" I asked, wondering who it could be. The downstairs phone had caller ID, which I had totally forgotten to check.
"Hi, it's Sue," said the woman on the other end. I perked up.
"Mrs. Clearwater?" I smiled, glad to hear her voice. "How are you?"
She ignored my question. "Is Jacob there?"
"Uh, yeah. Hold on a sec," I went to the door, "Jake, its Mrs. Clearwater."
He held his hand out for the phone, and I set it in his palm.
"Hey Sue, what's up?" he asked nonchalantly. I stood there patiently, watching his face. His sunny smile melted suddenly, turning into a frown. His eyes went blank, and his brow furrowed. He did not say anything for a long while, then he just stuck to quiet 'yeah, okays.' Then he hung up.
"What's wrong?" I stepped closer, taking his hand in mine. He looked up at me from where he sat, his shoulders slumped and his face empty.
"My dad died," he whispered. Then came the tears.
Aww, boohoo! Billy's gone. I've been planning this for a while, so it didn't really come as a surprise to me. Haha. I ran into a bit of writer's block, so sorry if this chapter wasn't too good. I've just been kind of... off of my game lately (is that the expresssion? Idk). Plus, I have summer reading. GROSS.
Can I just say that I love Sarah's middle name, Nayeli? Don't know how to pronounce it, don't know how TwilithianAttack even knew what it meant, let alone the word (are you Quileute or something? Just curious), but it is freaking amazing. *sigh*
If you want something else to read, I'm also in the process of writing Suburbia, and all human Twilight fanfic. I need some more reviews on it, to see where it's going. Plus, I like to think that it's a pretty good story so far. But that's just me.
Here's the link -- .net/s/5000960/1/Suburbia
Thanks :)