Sorry for the long wait. Again...I am still terribly busy. I hardly have time to type now. I'm hoping to somehow get ahead. I am almost done with writing it though. I don't know the next time I will be able to post. It's a wait and see game.

Peaches318: Jake suspecting Nessie is pregnant is loosely based on a real life event. Not for me though. Actually for my cousin. Everybody suspected she was pregnant and the funny thing is she really was. Thought it would be funny.

Chapter 12

Nessie's point of view

I ran around the house, making sure everything was perfect when I really wanted to hide in a corner to cry. The reason why was because my twins turned seven today. They're growing up so fast and I couldn't do anything about. Gosh! I can remember when they would be all smiles during the day and keep us up the rest of the night.

I remember one night when they just turned one. Sage and Grace came down with a fever and we had to cancel any celebrations. I think that was really when my relationship with their father started to crumble. We snapped at every little thing either of us said or did. We argued often. Grace threw out her shield and Jacob couldn't stand it anymore, leaving me with two sick babies. It only made the twins cry harder and us cry as we wondered if we were doing the right thing.

"Nessie. Renesmee! Relax. Slow down! Hey! Pay attention to what you're doing!" I heard Rosalie say.

I snapped out of my trance. "Huh?" I asked.

"Go enjoy your son and daughter's birthday." She ordered.

"I am." I defended.

"No. You're running around. This should be a day where you and Jacob can relax and enjoy."

"And we are. I just want everything to be perfect. Is that so wrong?" I asked.

"Everything is finished. The guest are here. The twins are hyped up on sugar. Their amazing Uncle Emmett insisted we get them something he knows you're going to hate. Enjoy today, Nessie. Birthdays only happen once every year."

I bit the inside of my cheek. I've been up since three o'clock this morning and haven't stopped since. I knew I was being over bearing and I should enjoy them turning seven. But that wasn't the only case. I've always worried if they were immortal or not. I worry even more when the tenth day of March always comes around. So many thoughts now and days scare me. The thought of Stefan and Vladimir wanting us to join their rebellion terrified me. The mere thought of Carlisle entertaining again scared me even worse. Those were nothing compared to the fears I have today. Were the twins not immortal? I always said I couldn't live without Jacob. I can't, but I'll die without the twins. I guess it was just a maternal thing.

"What if-"

"Stop. Let us worry about that. Your main focus needs to be your son and daughter."

"What if they're not immortal, Aunt Rose?"

"Would you love them any less?"

"No! Of course not!"

"Then it shouldn't matter."

I laughed but it was only a cold one. She didn't understand. If both my angels die then I die too. I'm sorry, Jacob, but they ones that give me breath. You only make life enjoyable.

"So Jacob actually thought you were pregnant?" Aunt Rose asked as we brought out more drinks outside to the entertaining area.

"He did."

"And…"

"No, I'm not pregnant nor will I ever be."

I actually wished that would change. I love Sage and Grace so why not another one? It would be fun to try. I understand Jake's hesitation completely. He wants to enjoy us as a married couple. We have so much going on that we don't need me moody and pregnant. But that still didn't put my dream to rest.

"Ever will be what?" Jacob said, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Nothing." I shrugged, looking at Aunt Rose.

"I'm going to see what trouble Emmett's into. Him and kids don't mix."

Jacob and I laughed. "How's the twins?" I asked.

"Hyped up. Kaleb's going to be exhausted after this." Jake answered.

I giggled, watching Kaleb play with Grace, Sage, and the rest of their friends. He was a good imprinter. Not only did he strive to protect Grace but also Sage too. We all knew those two were a package deal. At least I knew between him and us they would be okay.

"They seemed to take the news okay. I don't think they understand full yet but they're still young."

We decided to sit down and talk to the twins about imprinting. We told them how Jacob imprinted on me, and how our imprint was a little bit different. Instead of being upset or scared, they were actually curious. They asked questions that the three of us tried the best to answer them. Grace knew she was imprinted on but I don't think she fully understood the full factor of it yet. Right now she says she's too young to be tied down in a relationship and think about a relationship. That was my little princess for you. They took it a lot better than I did.

"They're our twins. Of course their going to understand. They're amazing like that."

I laughed. "Did you put away the documents?"

"They're sealed and safe."

Jacob and I went ahead and prepared. Grace, Kaleb, and Sage had everything they needed for the just in case. All we had to do was hand Kaleb the bag, give him the word, and they would be off. It was the typical deal. Fake , fake passports, fake birth certificates, and fake driver's license for Kaleb. We put thousands of dollars in there, and that's not counting what my family wants to put in there. We were also looking for property to where they could hide out in.

The only thing we hadn't put in yet was the letters. Jacob and I took his parents idea and took the time each birthday to write them a letter. So that meant they each had seven letters for every year they were alive-eight for the "just in case." That one letter I prayed they would never have to read.

"I thought we agreed to worry about it until it actually happens?"

I scoffed. "It is happening."

"Renesmee Black," I still couldn't help but giggle at my last name, "I refuse for you to ruin my daughter and son's birthday. Shut up, suck it up, and ask if they're ready for cake."

I looked at my husband. I thought he was joking but the threatening look in his eyes changed my mind. He was actually serious.

I nodded, surprise, and walked to the trampoline where the twins were. "Grace, Sage, are you ready for cake and ice cream?" I asked.

"Uh…five more minutes." Grace called, the remnants of her rare ponytail sticking to her face.

"Fine, but I'm coming in!" I laughed. If Jacob wants me to shut up and suck it up, he's going to get it.

~~~~~~ Forever ~~~~~~

I was able to get all the kids settled down and we sat Grace and Sage in the center, singing Happy Birthday. They both sat up straight with pride as the attention was on them. I snapped photos to hide the tears as they blew out the candles. Jacob and I couldn't help but kiss them all over. They were our babies and they were growing up. They needed us less and less each year.

Jacob and I sat visiting when the twins plopped up in our laps, snuggling close to us. We looked at each other, knowing something was up.

"Have we told you how much we love you, Momma and Daddy?" Sage asked with his Jacob smile.

"And that you're the best parents in the world, and that we love you so, so, so much?" Grace added, blinking her beautiful, cinnamon, brown eyes at us.

"We love you too." I said.

"Now what did you two break, hurt, steal, run over, punch, or destroy?" Jacob listed. It was all the stuff they've did in the past. Except the stealing. I would so kill them if that ever happen.

"What makes you think we did that?"

Yes, they did something or they want something.

"We can't say that we just love you?"

"We love you too." Jacob copied me. "Now what did you do?"

"We did nothing. Can we open our presents?" Grace told her daddy.

I knew that this was what they wanted but I got up anyway. "I thought the two of you would never ask."

I got up and started getting everything organized. I handed the twins their first present and sat back, just enjoying their smiles and captured the moments. I took turns between taking photos and helping Jacob hand the kids the presents. There was one moment when I caught Jacob teasing them with the presents. He would hand them to them and then swipe them away before they could grab them, putting it above their heads. These were precious moments that wouldn't happen again.

After the presents were unwrapped everybody went back to enjoying the party. I sat next to Kaleb and talked with Alice and Grandpa. It wasn't until Grace came over and sat in Kaleb's lap with a certain look on her face.

"Momma? What's a date?"

I looked at my daughter. Where did that come from? "Um…a date is where a couple goes to spend some special time together."

"Then you and Daddy need one."

Kaleb busted out laughing while I just stammered, "Why-why do you say that?" I showed her.

"Because you two need to get away. You're suffocating us." And with that being said, she left.

I sat there stunned with my mouth open. Alice was nice enough to shut it for me before any bugs could fly in. My daughter just told me that we were suffocating her and her brother. Oh my God…they were getting older.

"Did my daughter just tell me that?" I asked.

"She learned from someone I know." Grandpa laughed.

I got up and walked over to Jacob. He smiled but then saw my look, putting away his notes, thinking something was wrong. I shook my head and he relaxed back into the chair.

I took a seat on his lap. "Did you know our wonderful daughter just told me something I would have never imagined come out of her mouth?" I asked.

"What did she say?"

"She said that we needed to go on a date because we're suffocating them."

Jacob's face was the same as mine. Shock. We shouldn't be because you never know what's going to come out of our Grace's mouth. It gets more surprising with age.

"If that's what my little girl wants." Jacob chuckled.

"We also have to include our son in this debate."

Jacob called out to Sage and he came running over, jumping up and sitting on Jake's other leg. He kissed his forehead and ruffled his curls, smiling at his son. I knew Jake had a certain special spot for both his son and daughter. He loved them both equally, and would do anything he could for the both of them.

I projected to Sage what Grace had told me as my hands were running through his soft curls. That's what I hoped he wouldn't lose once he gets older. His ringlet curls. They're the last of me he has. When he was a baby he use to look so much like me. In seven years that has changed. He's going to grow up and become a wonderful young man.

I didn't realize I was crying until Sage reached up and wiped a tear away. "Why are you crying, Momma?" Sage asked.

I smiled, kissing his nose. "Why do you have to grow up so fast?"

"Because I just have to. It's a part of life and I can't stop it." He got up from my lap. "And I agree with Gracie. You two need a life that's not focused around us. We'll grow up and leave while you and Daddy are stuck."

With that being said, he left.

This time Jacob and I both stared at him with opened mouths. My seven year old son said something I pictured coming out of an adults mouth. Seven!

"Did our son just say that?" I choked out.

"We-we did name him wise."

"But I never thought that sometimes they would be the parents and we would be the kids."

'They say you learn from your children."

I leaned back against Jake in disbelief. I never realized that it was completely right. I have learned so much more from my children than I have in school books, literary works, or even my own experiences. They've taught me so much. They taught me what I wanted-needed-to learn.

~~~~~~ Forever ~~~~~~

After the party ended my family ended up at the living room. For the first time in a long time Grace was stuck to Jacob's side. It made him feel better. Grace would always be his little girl no matter who came into her life.

Sage and Daddy played on the piano, playing different melodies. Jacob, Grace, and Kaleb were talking about who knows what. So I walked over to the piano, sittingdown next to my son and father. Sage, the little musician he is, hardly noticed when I poked him in his side.

"Remember this, Renesmee. I think we need to teach somebody else too how to play it." Daddy said, playing the notes to a melody I knew all too well.

We played it as a duet, the twins soaking it in like a sponge. We played with their hands being of top of ours so they would be familiar with the keys. They smiled and giggled as we played. A sound I loved. I hoped we would have more moments like these.

I changed keys, playing the song I wrote for them when I was pregnant. It was the day Jacob and I went shopping for them, preparing for them to come into this crazy world. I spent all night and most of the day before Jacob came in stressing over that song. I wanted it to be at least as perfect as they would be. Now as I look at them I wonder where the times goes. They're seven now. In only ten more years they'll be seventeen.

Later that night we sat in the March spring night air. Jacob and Kaleb had phased to take off some of the pressure from Grace's shield. I just sat on the deck and marveled at them while they played.

I noticed I had that rushing heat again. It started at my neck and scattered all around my body. It even made my face flush. It was extremely uncomfortable. I felt like I should just cover up or hide somewhere. Was somebody watching us?

I looked around. I couldn't see anybody but that didn't meant that they weren't there. I felt like I should just check it out myself and ask why they were watching my family. Yet I had the twins. What if something happens to them and I can't get to them fast enough?

"Jake." I showed him my awareness of what was going on. I couldn't let Sage and Grace know what was going on. I didn't want them to hear the worry in my voice.

He poked his head up, and even without a projection he knew. He already took off to the woods and I followed him. I sternly told the twins to stay with Kaleb, and under no circumstances leave without him knowing where they were at. With the agreement I took off in the opposite direction as Jacob.

I moved slowly, making sure I wouldn't miss anything. At first I didn't. I decided to climb up in a tree to get a better view of the area. Nothing from a bird's eye view. Whenever I moved to get down though, I felt somebody punch me, making me rip away from the trunk and falling to the earth. Whoever made me fall landed on top of me, making me grunt. Before I could do anything he wrapped his hands around my neck. Where's Jacob when you need him?

"I didn't think your kind bled." The vampire said.

Bled? I was bleeding?

I kicked the creepy stalker off of me and he flew, only charging back to me. I knew I was a good fighter-or decent-but he was a lot better. He was winning but I knew I had to put up a good fight. I had a family to come back to. He obviously didn't or he wouldn't be stalking mine. It wasn't until the burgundy eyed vampire tackled me to the ground that Jacob actually showed up. Thanks, dearest.

I threw the vampire up in the air and Jacob jumped up, biting into him and sending both of them into the ground. My idiot husband played with him beforehand, letting the stalker get the big head like any man would do. That's when I decided this needed to end, joining in. Like the amazing team we were, Jake and I ended the creepy stalker's chance of harming our family ever again. I started a fire exactly when the stupid idiot started putting itself back together again.

I stared at the purple smoke after everything was finished, feeling dizzy. I was worried. I've never gotten dizzy since I stopped growing. Now I just feel like I could collapse.

The twins! Oh God! Were they okay?! Were the hurt? Where was my family? Where was Jacob and Kaleb? Why did I feel light headed and my world start to spin? Why did I stumble into a tree? Was I drunk?

I felt warm hands wrap around me and I smiled, giggling, before stumbling forward. It looked like I would fall face first into the earth if those warm hands didn't catch me. Eventually my legs gave out and I just fell all together. Jacob caught me and made my jello legs stand. Even his worried face was blurred and hazy.

"Nessie? Your parents are on their way back. Carlisle's hunting but he's on his way. Are you hurt anywhere else?" I heard Jacob's cautious voice say.

At least I could tell he was worried. I wondered why until Jacob touched my forehead. I hazily saw red. I was bleeding? When I tried to move my right arm hot pain flashed through my body. I gripped Jacob tight and looked down to see my arm severely scratched and dripping with blood. A vampire couldn't have done that…Jacob. He must have torn my arm up, or bit me by accident, when we were fighting. Oh, he's going to never get over this.

I have no clue if it was the blood loss, or I was going to be admitted, but I stumbled again, giggling a lot louder. I need to shut up. But I noticed Jacob's haunted face. He shook, threatening to phase again. My goofy mind thought that it would be terrible if he did because he would hurt me even more. (I remember when I actually did bleed I would get goofy when I lost too much blood. I guess this would be no exception.)

"Why are you so upset?" I giggled, silently cursing myself for speaking and Jacob for not getting me home.

"Let's get you back to the house." Jacob said, picking me up and running away.

"The twins…"

"They're okay. Kaleb's with them."

I stayed silent, only snickering, until Jacob jumped onto our bedroom balcony. I assumed the twins were inside or Jacob just wanted to impress me. I didn't care. My angels were safe. I didn't want them to see me all bloody, torn, and injured. Not the best thing to see on their birthday. I didn't want to embarrass them-or myself-with my stupid, weak mind. They're scared enough.

Jacob sat me down on the chaise and ran into the bathroom. I huffed when he came back with a wet rag and a few towels. He put the towel underneath my bleeding arm and supported before moving to my temple and nose. I was bleeding there too?

"Good thing you're not a true werewolf or I would really be a freak." I giggled. He was quiet so I had to do something. My Jacob was dangerous when he was quiet.

I expected him to joke back but he didn't. "Those have been around too."

What? "Why didn't you tell me this?"

"Look. I know your minds probably everywhere right now, but do your realize that I hurt you badly. You're going to need stitches and you're worried about something I didn't tell you?" Jacob asked me with a hot, incredulous look.

"Well, yeah."

Jacob poured disinfectant onto my wounds and I hissed in pain, wishing I could go back into my goofy haze. He tensed up and apologized. I could feel him pull away as we speak. He can't do that now. Not with a ring on his finger.

"Go put your ring on." I ordered.

"Excuse me?"

"Just do it."

He growled, walking over to the night side table and slipped his ring on, walking back over to me and inspected my wound. "It could get infected." He whispered.

"You can't pull away now."

"But I just hurt you."

"I don't care about that. I've hurt you so many times that this isn't even compared to what I did. We were fighting a vampire that was stalking our family. I just simply got in your way."

He stood up, sitting next to me, and cupped my cheek. My head wobbled. "I'm so sorry." He begged. "I screw up-"

"Don't you dare finish that statement, Jacob Ephraim Black." I threatened weakly.

Jacob still saw it though and backed away before jumping up and yelling, "Where's Carlisle?! You're about to pass out!"

I huffed, rubbing my head as my husband stormed out of the bedroom. There went keeping it from the twins. There was nothing I could do now.

~~~~~~ Forever ~~~~~

"They're not infected, which is always a good thing. You did right by cleaning the wounds, Jacob." Grandpa said as he stitched me up.

"Her arm shouldn't be a mangled mess in the first place!" Daddy snarled, glaring daggers at Jacob.

I glared at him while Jacob just flinched, looking away and clearing his throat. He's killing himself over what happen to me. There was nothing I could say or do that would make him change his mind. Anything was better than watching him mope around.

"Did the stalker say who he was?" Momma ask, trying to smooth some things over.

"No. He was too busy marveling at how I can bleed" I answered with sarcasm and dryness.

She gave me a look. "At least you wasn't harmed worse."

"Or dead." Jacob croaked.

"I'm fine for goodness sakes! After Grandpa stitches me up, I'm going to kiss my twins goodnight and then I will be going to bed. All of you can talk of why vampires have been stalking my family and then fill me in when I wake up. The end. The twins are safe, which matters to me-Ow!"

"Sorry." Carlisle said, continuing his work.

"Renesmee, this isn't something that we just need to breeze over." Daddy said. "Jacob could have killed you."

"Thank you, Edward, for reminding of something I already know! I'm blaming myself as it is! I don't need you shoving in my face even more!" Jacob snapped at my father.

The more they argued the more upset I got. This was my son and daughter's day. I ruined it by getting hurt, Jacob was blaming himself, and some creepy stalker vampire was watching my family. All this was going down the toilet. I wanted their day to be perfect. With me having to be stitched up and deal with a mopey husband, it was ruined. If they ever find out…it will destroy them. That's why they won't know.

After Grandpa finished I slowly got up, walking to my closet. I put on a long sleeved shirt and threw the shirt I had on in the trash. I won't be wearing it again and it would bring up questions with the twins. Plus blood is a very hard stain to get out and I'm not a seamstress.

"Where are you going?" Jacob asked.

I laced my hand through his when he tried to pull away. My glare made him decide against it. "To see our son and daughter." I answered.

He stopped. "No. I can't…"

"Jacob!"

"Renesmee!" Jacob snatched up my arm and yanked my sleeve up. I tried to hide my wince. "See this?! I did that to you! I could have did that to them. Remember? I could have did a lot worse if I didn't see your arm."

I huffed, knowing that he was going to continue this. Jacob already blames himself for everything, and with the venom it messed everything else up. But I couldn't let him do this now. Not when the twins were only a few feet away, probably hearing every word I say.

"I could have did worse too! You can't see that?! I could have meant that I didn't love you anymore! I could have shut you and tell you to leave at Isle Esme! I could have not allowed you to know your son and daughter! I could have killed you so many times yet I didn't! You didn't kill me. This isn't really as big as you're making it out to be. You're my husband, and I love you, but you've got to quit looking at yourself as a monster. There's worse that could happen to us."

He looked away but I forced his eyes back to me. "Babe, you can't act like this on your children's birthday. Please…if you won't do it for me then at least do it for them."

Jacob huffed, closing his eyes. "Then stop blaming yourself for ruining Sage and Grace's day."

"But-"

"Let's not talk about this anymore. We've not going to come to an agreement so it's useless."

I walked to the twins' playroom, seeing Esme and Kaleb distracting them. They silently asked if I was okay. I nodded and then focused on my angels. I bent down next to where they were playing, kissing them both on the head.

"Momma? Why are you wearing a long sleeve? It's not cold outside." Grace asked.

I had to lie. At least until I can find a suitable answer that they'll believe. "I spilt something on my shirt and this was the first thing I grabbed." I answered.

I hated lying to them. I tell them to ask anything. I want to give them honest answers. Especially to Grace. She may be my bubbly troublemaker, but with serious questions she demands total honesty. There were just some things I can't be honest with her about. For her and her brother's sake. Some things they were too young to know.

"I'm sorry." My son blurted.

I looked at him. "What do you have to be sorry about, my love?"

"I don't know. I just feel like I did something really bad. Like I hurt someone and that I ruined something." He answered. "It hurts."

"Me too." Grace said. "I feel the same way."

My eyes darted to Kaleb, seeing if he could feel us. He shrugged. So my eyes darted in panic to Jacob. He shared the same face I did. I could feel him. He could feel me. We would feel the twins. And the twins were feeling us.

"So," I said, getting off that subject, "did you two have a good birthday?"

They answered and slipped into detail about how much fun they had. They told me about how much they loved their presents, and like every typical kid, hoped they're eighth birthday would top this one. I laughed, telling them that we still had to go through this one, and enjoyed their every little detailed conversations. I enjoyed being with them. They made me forget about all the bad things and focus on the good ones.

"Momma? What really happen? Why did you and Daddy head into the woods in such a blur" Sage asked.

Crap.

~~~~~~ Forever ~~~~~~

After washing and putting the twins to bed, I kissed my family goodnight. But before I did I kissed Jacob roughly, pulling him down on the bed with me. Despite the pain in my arm I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He sadly pulled away, gave me a crappy excuse, and left. I fell asleep shortly after.

It didn't seem long after I fell asleep somebody shook me awake. I shot up, wincing, thinking it was the twins. I wiped my eyes, quickly realizing that I was crying. I rubbed my eyes and laid back after finding it was Jacob.

"Nessie?" Jacob asked after I started to drift away again. Stupid drugs.

"Hey." I smiled, still sleepy.

"You okay?"

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, I'm perfectly fine. My husband left me after I needed him real bad. What girl wouldn't be perfect after that?"

"I'm sorry."

"Will you stop apologizing? It's getting old."

"I can't! I could have harmed your face if I aimed higher."

Like I care. "But you didn't."

"I could have though. That's the thing. It's killing me that I hurt you, but the worse is the could have been! I could have did worse than mess up your arm! It won't go away!"

I raised up much slower and brought him close to me. "I can make it go away." I flirted, batting my eyes.

"Seducing me won't work."

"Why?"

"Because it just won't."

"I know. I was just joking. I know that my husband is so stubborn that the only way he can get out of this is just by letting him do it himself."

"Gee, thanks."

I kissed him on the cheek. "I love you. You know that right?"

I expected him to say it back but he didn't. "Why don't we go on a date sometime?"

"What?"

"Yeah. Sage and Grace say we're suffocating them. We need time away. Dress up, go have dinner somewhere, spend a few hours along, no big deal. We all need it."

I didn't want to leave the twins. Not after what happen today. But Jacob was right. We needed to get away and the twins needed us to leave.

"How about next month? You'll be out of school for a few days so we can make it then."

Jacob wrapped me in his arms as we laid back down. "We also need a honeymoon."

I laughed. "We did. Sort of."

"We had the house to ourselves and slept. Very exciting."

"One event at a time please?"

"I love my ordinary life. You know that right?"

I chuckled, seeing the pun. Our life was far from ordinary. "So werewolves are around?"

"Yes, your husband." Jake answered bluntly.

I slapped him. "The bad ones. Why was the vampire around our house?"

"You didn't read his thoughts?"

"Didn't really have time."

My husband huffed. "They didn't smell familiar to me. Except that time in your car."

Why would some strange vampire stalk us? "And we're going on a date?! Jacob, we can't go anywhere and leave them!"

"I'll take care us it. Trust me."

I calmed slightly. This game wasn't about trust anymore.