A/N: Chapter Eight is edited… Thank you for those continuing to read this story and for those who are barely giving this story a shot. Happy Reading!
"Paul! I don't give a damn! You are going to be the one to teach Jared the ropes of the 'Werewolf' life!" I shouted at him as I was about ready to throw a vase at him.
"Why don't you do it! You are the mother wolf!" Paul shouted back with twice as much force. I began to shake as I felt Sam come from behind and began to massage my shoulders. I soon began to calm down.
"Paul, he is your friend and you will need to guide him. Sam and I are going to take over patrol while you explain to Jared. I was just thinking a friend will be a better person to talk to when going through the transformation." I said calmly. Paul looked at me and calmed down.
"Alright." He walked over kissing my forehead before leaving to Jared's house.
"Sam, you better call Charlie to tell him we are going to be a little late to picking up the kids." I muttered walking away to finish the laundry. Slowly my mind began to drift off to when I was at the hospital giving birth to the twins.
*Flashback*
"Logan," Breathing in deeply as I felt a small contraction hit me.
"Get your ass up. The babies are coming!" He shot up and grabbed the 'emergency' bag, picked me up and carried me to the Jeep. Breathing in I began to mutter small curses at the wind.
"I hate California traffic!" I groaned. Barely ten seconds later, I began the verbal assault.
"Logan! My grandmother drives faster than you! And that's saying something considering she is 80 years old!" Punching the driver seat as another contraction hit!
"MOTHER FU-" I screeched as a powerful contraction hit!
"We're almost there." Logan uttered as he took a sharp turn to the right entering UCI hospital. Quickly parking he got me out and carried me to the emergency room. "Hello my wife is in labor and-"
"Sign the papers." The old lady cut him off. I growled.
"Listen bitch! I am in LABOR! DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT! I WANT THE KIDS OUT OF ME RIGHT NOW!" I shouted no longer in a happy mood, not like you can say I was fifteen minutes ago. A doctor quickly came out with a nurse as they placed me on the wheelchair. I wonder what they were doing. Ten minutes later I was on a bed and I felt a bigger contraction hit.
"LOGAN CARLOS SCOTT! YOU ARE NEVER TOUCHING ME AGAIN! DO YOU HEAR ME! I WILL MURDER YOU WHEN I AM-AGHHHH! I HATE MEN! SOMEONE GIVE ME THAT EPIDURAL!" I yelled giving out a hard push only to hear a baby cry at the end.
"First baby, it's a boy." Dr. McCoy said handing my baby boy over to a nurse. I breathed in deeply as the Dr. McCoy asked me to push once more. I began pushing and pushing, until I finally heard a baby cry.
"It's a girl." Smiling I relaxed.
"What do you think we should name them?" Lucas asked as he sat beside me.
"Damon. For the boy and after your brother of course. I know, how much you miss him. After all, he did support us. I think he still is protecting us, somehow. Now, for this little princessa! You shall be called Rini, because all Rini's are beautiful and sweet." I smiled holding both of them in my arms.
*Flashback end*
I smiled folding Sam's shirt as I looked down at my stomach and began to rub it.
"I am a good mother and I will always protect them no matter what." I mumbled. As I got the clothes and brought them upstairs. Placing the clothes in the right places I felt a vision coming.
*Vision*
Bella standing talking to Edward. Edward walking away. Bella standing there waiting. Blank. Nothing.
*Vision end*
Shaking my head I went to my bedroom to get ready. Today was Bella's birthday, and although I was invited, I couldn't go because today Jared will phase and I must do everything I can to protect Bella from the red headed bitch! Putting on some sweats and a tank top I walked out of the house and towards the forest knowing that Sam was waiting for me in the entrance. Smiling at his wolf form, I began to run and in mid air, transformed.