"Tired?" he chuckled and stroked the back of my head.

"Mhmm," I mumbled and cuddled up closer. Before I could say or hear anything I fell asleep.

After the amazing night Renesmee and I had spent in town we fell into a sleep coma. Expect for the time Renesmee threw up in the middle of the night. We suspected it was from the suspense of the fun we had in the bathroom. But when morning came she had jumped up with all the energy in the world. It was always nice to see her full of energy and happiness.. okay maybe not when I was so tired. But I didn't say anything, because if I did she would insist on us staying inside all day and I could tell.. she wanted to do anything but that!

Since we were going home today we made a plan to go in to town early and enjoy the last of our time here. She happily agreed and started packing as I did the breakfast. As she ate I was surprised by her enthusiasm and how fast shr finished the breakfast. She even finished before me..

This time she agreed on letting me drive into town since those 'few scratches' had turned into something more when we could see them in the daylight. And I did not want anymore wounds on my baby... that boat was amazing!

"Why didn't I get to drive into town this time?" she pouted as I helped her out of the boat.

"That's why," I said and pointed to the battle scars on the boat. "..we can practice with another boat. One that didn't cost thousand of dollars."

"..you mean one that you don't love?" she teased and I nodded. "..so let me get this straight. You are now obsessed with cars, bikes, building houses AND boats?" I nodded along with everything she said.

"Well techincally I am obsessed with building little play houses for the kids," I corrected her and we started walking hand in hand into town.

"..and sand boxes, jungle gyms and tree houses." she added on.

"It makes them happy!" I defended.

"I'm not complaining," she laughed. "..just wanting to get it all out there."

"Yeah right," I laughed and kissed the top of her head.

"Can we go into some clothing stores?" she asked.

"Can I say no?" I chuckled and she playfully thought about it.

"No!" she giggled and ran into the closest store. I followed her but took my time. Inside she was treated like a queen, which made me happy. All of the women there served to her every need and even brought her champagne. I don't even think she noticed that one of the women flirted with me. Which was for the best. No need to her upset about it. I didn't look at anyone else like I looked at Renesmee.

"Would you like some more champagne? Or anything else?" the dark haired woman leaned down so her blouse revealed way too much. Without an issue I looked straight at her face and didn't even give her exposed chest a glance. "..anything," she looked down at my pants and licked her lips.

"No thank you. I think I have had enough," I raised my glass to her quickly and walked over to Renesmee. Two women were helping her get into a very extravagant dress.

"tão perfeito!" One of the woman said as Renesmee twirled around in it.

"Obrigado," Renesmee smiled kindly to the woman and walked up to kiss me. "What do you think?"

"I think you look perfeito!" I said proudly and kissed her. Some of the other (what I assume are) husbands in the store couldn't get their eyes of Renesmee. And it wasn't because they were bored that they looked at her. Because their wives clearly noticed. "Now I have had a lot of champagne and I have to go to the bathroom but I will be back soon," I kissed her quickly. "You look so beautiful."

"Okay, see you soon," Renesmee smiled and walked back to the little platform that was surrounded by mirrors. The woman ran right back to her and helped her change.

With a smile I walked over to the sign for the bathroom and did what nature demanded me too. Even the bathrooms here were fancy. They didn't have normal paper to wipe your hands.. they had some soft towels and a pump of hand lotion side by side. Hand lotion in a store full of women changing? How fitting, I thought to myself and walked outside where the dark haired woman was waiting for me.

"Oh, hey." I mumbled and was a bit creeped out.

"Your wife is waiting in a private changing room over there," she pointed down the hallway and stood closer to me. ".. we are all alone."

I totally ignored her and walked over to the room. When I pushed the curtain aside Renesmee was trying on a blue dress. The room was HUGE and I'm pretty sure ten other women could change in here with space to dance around even.

"Hey, sweetie." I walked up and hugged her.

"Are you getting bored?" she murmured as I spun her around.

"I can survive a little while longer," I smiled and put her down.

"So sweet," she kissed me and went back to trying on some clothes. I sat down in the corner and watched some pictures on my phone. As I tried to entertain myself they walked in and out to get new things and more help. The dark haired woman came up to me with another glass of champagne and I politely accepted it.

"Are you sure there isn't anything else?" she asked with a bad accent.

"I'm sure," I assured her and went back to my phone.

She gasped and walked away. Guess she wasn't used to getting turned down. All of the sudden someone surprised me.

"possoajudá-lo?" A grey haired woman asked me and looked a bit suspicious of me.

"Oh, sorry," I searched for the words in my mind and she looked slightly irritated that I made her wait for an answer. "…Eu não possofalarportuguês!"

She crossed her arms and looked me up and down. "Do you need help?"

"Oh, you speak.. how great!" I blurred out nervously and she kept shooting mental daggers at me. ".. Uh, no. I'm just here with my wife!" I pointed over to Renesmee but she wasn't there anymore. "Where did she go?" I mumbled to myself and looked around.

"Name please?" the woman asked with anger and I cocked my head in surprise.

"Excuse me?" I started to feel a bit pissed off. Did I look like a bad guy? Well sometimes.. but still!

"Name," she got a bit more stern. "Your name?"

"Black," I snarled at her and she wasn't even faced by my pissed of attitude.

"Well Mr. Black," she pointed to the door. "..we only take booked appointments and you are not on the list."

"What?" I spit out in surprise. "First of all you didn't even look at a list and I was here for like ten minutes before you even noticed me."

"I know the list for today like the back of my hand and I just started working. It's not my fault that the other ladies here aren't doing their job. They are just blinded by looks," she scoffed and glanced at the dark haired woman who looked away.

"Well my wife is probably under a different name," I sighed and she listened. "…Cullen," I said and got the reaction I expected.

"But you said Black," she looked confused and embarrassed.

"We have the same last name but we never use it," I explained and he looked around at the other woman.

"Well help Mr. Cullen!" she ordered and they all ran up to me.

"No, no. But thank you," I help my hands up. "I'm only here with my wife."

"Are you sure? We can get you anything you want," the old lady said and it only brought back the memory of the dark haired woman's attempt at flirting and seemed off coming from her.

"No thank you," I tried to calm her down and assure her that I didn't need any help. Eventually Renesmee came back inside and ran up to me for a kiss. I saw the dark haired woman scowl as we kissed.

"Oh Mrs. Cullen I'm so sorry. I had no idea he was your husband," the woman apologized over and over again.

"What happened?" Renesmee asked us.

"I will tell you later. It was no big deal," I said and she shrugged her shoulders.

"Well.. I'm done so we can go now," she smiled and I thanked her.

We walked out of the store hand in hand and she asked for me to explain.

"I don't know to be honest. I think she thought I looked poor and didn't want me to be in there," I shrugged me shoulders.

"What?" Renesmee cocked her head in surprise and I shook my head. "Well what made her change her mind?"

"I said the magic word," I smirked and Renesmee looked confused. "Cullen," I said dramatically and she laughed.

"Well both Esmee and my mother has been in that store. I bet dad has spent a lot of money on mom in there."

"Your mom has shopped in there?" I asked in surprise.

"No, dad has shopped for her."

"Makes more sense," I mumbled and we laughed. "Now what do you say about dinner?"

"Sounds good," she smiled and we walked around to find a good new place to eat at. It was her mission to find a new place here. To my luck she decided quickly and while I found a table outside she ordered the meals. She wanted to surprise me with something and I happily waited outside. When she came walking out she had big trays, balancing on the fingertips of each hand, that she put down in front of me.

I looked in shock at the mountain of meat in front of me. She smirked and sat down.

"I don't even think I can eat all of this," I mumbled and she frowned.

"That's mine," she said and switched our plates. Instead I got a plate with less of the massive mountain but still alot. "..that's yours."

"Yours is bigger than mine," I stated the obvious.

"Intimidated? Feel a bit emasculated?" she teased as she started to cut her steak.

"Kinda,"I joked back and started to eat. She almost franticly threw the food in her mouth. "..you sure are hungry."

"Mhmm," she mumbled and swallowed a mouth full of food. "..don't know why though," she yawned.

"Well if you ever get hungry," I grinned and leaned closer to her as she intetnly listened. "..I got some meat for you." I joked and she.. well.. didn't roll her eyes. She seemed.. turned on by it.

"Well how can I say no to that?" she breathed heavily and bit her lip. I chuckled nervously and leaned back to my food. She must have been joking.. right?

We spent a few hours on the cafe, just talking and cuddling on the couch as we enjoyed the sun beaming down on us. I had to almost peel Renesmee of me when we had to leave, or we would have been late. Fortunately she (unwillingly) let go of me and we meet up with the drivers outside town. I gave one of the men the keys to the boat so they could put it away until we came back.. and let me tell you.. it took alot.

Finally we were on our way home to the kids. I took care of everything while Renesmee had her arms wrapped around my arm and leaned her head against my shoulder. Several yawns surprised me and made me stop in the middle of conversation with the people at the airport. They all thought it was cute how she almost slept against my shoulder as we walked around. I just thought it was difficult. After a while I had to scoop her up into my arms and carry her around the airport. Everyone walking past us smiled and some kids even pointed. One teenage boy nudged his friends and pointed to us.

"Look at that guy," he chuckled. "..he is so getting some," I growled at his words and held her tighter in my arms.

Rip his head off! my inner voice snarled and I really considered it.. but when Renesmee let out a sleepy murmur that sounded like my name I smiled and kept walking towards the gate. Right when we were about to board onto the plane a man stopped us. He explained that something was wrong with the plane and we had to take a 'public' one. I sighed heavily and looked at Renesmee in my arms. What if she throws up again? I think people might get freaked out if its all blood like it sometimes was...

I had to agree to taking a public plane and the men said they were sorry over and over again. I only snarled back 'Yeah whatever' as they carried the bags for me. My arms were a bit more busy, holding the most important woman on earth.

"Once again Mr Cullen, I'm so sorry." one of the men pleaded and I sighed.

"Mr Black," I moaned, annoyed, and he once again apolagized.

I have to say I was very angry when they almost made us miss the plane by all their apologizing. We had to run to the gate and made it on just in time. But at least Renesmee didn't wake up..

When I walked on the plane everyone once again looked. A little girl pointed and tugged on her mothers arm.

"Look how strong," she gasped and I smiled. They didn't know I could hear them.

"She is probably not that heavy sweetie," the mother said sweetly and stroked her daughters head. If they only knew how heavy she was.. A human could never hold her. Even Charlie had troubles with it when she was little.

"..do you think she is okay?" the little girl continued as I put Renesmee down in her seat. Without waking up she cuddled up in the seat and I wrapped a blanket around her as the men gave us our carry on.

"She is probably tired," the mom assured her.

"Can you be that tired?" the girl gasped and I chuckled to myself.

"Yes. Sometimes you fall asleep on the couch and wake up in your bed. That's because we carry you there while you sleep." the mother said.

"But I'm little," the girl had a point.. it was kinda strange not that I think of it. I fumbled with Renesmee's buckle and the people asked me to sit down. I sat down and continued to fumble with it.

"Well they have rings on their finger. They are probably married.. so maybe she is pregnant," the mother said.

I stopped cold and let go of her belt. I almost slammed by back against the seat as I stiffened in shock.

How could you not have seen it before?! my inner voice laughed tauntingly. Oh crap... I looked over at her belly.

"What happened to him?" the little girl asked her mother and I hung my head in my hands.

"Sir, please fasten your seatbelts," a woman working on the plane asked me and I looked up at her. My facial expression made her surprised. "..or not," she said and walked away.

"Maybe he is scared of planes," the mother said.

Scared of planes? SCARED OF PLANES?

"But he isn't little," the girl said and I scoffed as a dirty joke popped up. DAMN! Why do I always have to make jokes in the worst situations.

"Jacob?" Renesmee murmured with a sleepy voice and I turned to her. When she saw my shocked expression she wrapped her arm around mine. "...what's wrong?"

"Uh," I mumbled.

"Still upset about the whole... wolf thing?" she whispered.

Should I tell her?

NO! We both want kids but this is such a shock!

I probably should.. right?

"Jacob?" she interrupted my internal fight.

"Yeah, thats why." I blurted out. CRAP!

"Oh don't be," she smiled and stroked my cheek. "..everything is going to be fine."

I sure hope so..

Renesmee POV

The whole way home I wondered about Jacob and his pain. Why had he never shared this with me before? Did he think I would leave him? That he would scare me? Make me afraid of him hurting me?

He would never do that. We both lived for each other and loved nothing else like we loved each other. The love we had for our kids were stronger than anything but our love was still a strong one.

I remember the day I first saw them like it was still on my cornea. Like they had just left my body and their screams of new life echoed in my head. Nothing will ever compare to them and their perfect everything. I can still taste the first breath I took before I opened my eyes and saw Anthony or the way my lips trembled when I smiled at Sarah. Even though I had imagined two boys it was no big loss. Instead I had gotten more than I had ever dreamed of. Although if we had two boys Seth would never have imprinted on my child..

When we pulled up to the house I could hear soft laughter coming from the kitchen. To both mine and Jacob's surprise my parents had already brought them over to our house so we didn't have to go and get them at the cottage. Having them back in my arms was amazing. Sarah showed me her new necklace from Seth and I have to admit.. It was pretty. Not that I expected him to give her some dingy piece of metal but I hated the fact that I loved it. I couldn't tell if Anthony's constant talk about his new found interest in werewolves was annoying for Jacob but he seemed to take it somewhat well. After that talk in our backyard I didn't know anymore. In my mind Jacob had never had a problem with his wolf side so it came as a shock. It was now my pain too. Knowing he had been or is in pain was enough to create a sharp pain in my heart.

After the kids got their food my parents left and we took them to our room. We all piled up in a big, as Anthony calls it 'cuddle lump'. I leaned against the headboard to the left while Jacob was to the right and the kids playing at our feet.

"So tell me again," I smiled and put Anthony in my lap. "..how did you discover that you had lost a tooth?" I would never get tired of that story and I hated myself for missing it.

"I went like this," he lunged himself over to Jacob and held himself up with his hands on Jacob's chest. A cute but still serious growl rose from his chest as he exposed his teeth to Jacob. "GRRRRR!" he growled and we laughed as he sat back down. "..and then it fell out."

"You growled so loudly that it fell out?" Jacob chuckled and tickled him. "..that's my son!"

Sarah laughed with us and put her hand on Anthony's cheek to tell him something. His eyes lit up as he agreed to her idea. Anthony crawled in between us and placed his hand on our cheeks. Like a movie we watched him growl at his reflection in the mirror with exposed teeth from his eyes. It made a light sound and fell down on the floor. He continued to watch himself but no more growls were coming from him. Instead he gave himself a confused look and tilted his head. His fingers slid over the open space in between the lower row of teeth and he looked down at the missing piece. Both Jacob and I started to laugh when he franticly tried to put it back and freaked out a bit.

"What have I done?!" he thought to himself as the tooth didn't stick to his gum. A warm laughter came from outside and dad walked in. The rest of the story flashed by with dad explaining what losing a tooth meant. He was pleased with the explanation. Growing up!

"My big boy!" Jacob smiled and pulled A.J closer for a kiss on the cheek. "..let me see."

Anthony tilted his head back and once more exposed his teeth to us. Along the perfect row of white teeth a little slot was empty.

"It didn't even hurt!" A.J explained like it was a shocking statement and we gasped along.

"That's because you are a strong Quileute boy," Jacob said proudly and Anthony nodded.

"Like daddy," he smiled and Jacob lightly squeezed his hand.

"Like daddy," Jacob mumbled and looked a bit at peace with it. I raised my eyebrows in surprise and Jacob nodded. "..just like daddy."

My smile reflected on Jacob's lips as we had one of those moments. No gifts needed, we simply understood each other. He had now begun to accept Anthony as a werewolf.. and he would do anything to spare him pain. I sure hope he won't look as heartbroken as he did on the plane.

"Daddy can you finish my playhouse tomorrow?" Sarah asked sweetly as she played with my hair.

"Of course I can!" he smiled and lifted her over to his lap. "..anything for you princess."

She blushed and hid her face behind her hands. "..I'm daddys princess."

"You sure are," he said proudly and kissed her forehead.

"..and I'm a wolf like daddy!" Anthony interrupted their sweet moment and made it even sweeter.

"Wolf boy and vampire girl," I smiled and kissed Jacob.

After a couple of yawns from the kids Jacob and I decided to put them to bed. They had been wanting to sleep in their own rooms recently. Especially Anthony. Since he was becoming 'a big boy'. When we had read them their bedtime stories Jacob and I walked into our bedroom, hand in hand.

"It feels great to be home again," he sighed happily and sat down on the edge of the bed to take of his shoes as I buttoned up my shirt. After one shoe was off he got distracted and started to hug Buddy.

"Yeah it sure does," I agreed and hung my shirt up in a hanger. "..but I still feel a bit strange." I pouted and rubbed my belly.

"Wonder why," he said nervously and I locked my eyes on him.

"Is there something you want to talk about Jacob?" I almost snarled. I was so tired of him keeping things from me.

"Well.." he began and I gasped.

"I hate it when you keep things from me!" I hissed quietly and he held his hands up.

"I haven't! I just haven't gotten the opportuinity to tell you," he defended himself.

"Oh so on the flight home that took several hours you didn't find a minute to tell me," I hissed.

"God you have such mood swings," he sighed and I stopped to a halt.

"What did you say?" I said carefully and he looked scared.

"You might be pregnant that's all.." he blurted out.

"WHAT?" I yelled and he held Buddy, who was trying to get out of his grip, closer as a shield.