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Chapter 20

Nessie's point

Jacob looked at my stomach with a shocked gaze before plopping his head back on the pillows. He didn't look at me, which made me worried. What was going inside head? For Jacob, silence was never good.

"Can you at least say something?" I asked.

"I can't wrap my head around it when I'm about to pass out." He thought. "Another baby…how far along are you? You're not showing."

Did he honestly think I would hide it from him like the first time? Even though I tried to remind myself that he was too exhausted and weak to think right now, it still hurt. "Not long. I found out before we left. It was such a shock that I fainted."

Jacob smiled but it was a tiring one. He was close to sleep. I could tell by just the way he was acting or he would have flipped out just by not knowing that second. Then again we weren't on talking terms either. We barely are now. No wonder why he can barely comprehend that I am pregnant again.

I saw that he was sleep when I kissed forehead. "I'll let you get some sleep."

I wished I could stay but I couldn't. I had son and daughter to get back. At this point I didn't care if I get revenge. I just need my Sage and Grace alive, safe, and in my arms. I wished my husband was okay too but there's nothing I can do about that. All I can do is hope that he comes back to me. It's his job yet I worry I'll lose my wolf like some of the others have. Like Karli lost Embry. Like my mother lost my father, and many more lost their loved ones. How do I tell him this and yet hope that he would come home safe? How do I hope we get our kids back if I don't even know if we'll be able to fight?

I got up, wishing for sleep but I knew it was a stupid wish. How can I sleep when my angels need me? It was selfish for me to sleep. I knew I should take care of myself for the baby, but all I think about is the twins. How can I favor an unborn child over two that need me more than anything?

I walked down the hall of Ian and Alexander's bungalow. Jacob would flip. That was the main reason I wasn't going to tell him…just yet. It was the closest place we could get our hands on and they offered, feeling guilty. Right now my middle name was desperate.

I looked mainly at my family, seeing their sad eyes. I knew why. My father…Finn killed him and got away with it. Just to hurt me. He tried to hurt Jacob but Stefan beat him to it. Even he was going to kill Jacob until I found enough strength for him to receive my husband's fate. Finn will hurt my babies, I know it. He'll hurt anybody just to get to me. Why does he hate me so much? Why can't he just take it out on me and not the ones I love? The Volturi didn't want the twins. They wanted power and they wanted to get rid of threats. That's all it was. I swear I will make sure they never forget the face of a severely pissed off mother.

"How's Jacob?" Aunt Rosalie asked. Years ago she would have hoped that he was dead. Now she seemed worried. I first thought she accepted Jacob due to me. Now I just think just rubbed off on her to likeable. They were a family. We all were.

"Sleeping." I simply answered. "Has my mother come back yet?"

There was silence and I got my answer. I knew I should understand but I can't. I knew she wanted to grieve on her own but what about me? What about my kids? Losing Daddy is horrible but right now her grandchildren need her too. Can't she let me grieve with her daughter and grandchildren instead of running, vowing to die if she couldn't be with her mate?

I bit my lip, projecting when we were leaving so I can make sure Jacob would be okay. I couldn't speak due to my tears. I really should have known when in situations I should be sobbing, I'm crying. When I should be simply crying, I'm actually sobbing. I'm as backwards as they come. I'm pregnant. Simply said.

They all insisted that I was not going. I wasn't coming. End of story. Like a bomb, I blew up. They cannot keep me from my children! I am their mother! How dare they say I cannot go with them and rescue my children! I just want to hold them close to me and never let go? How can they keep that away from me?

I had enough, storming outside. I needed time to think. I don't have to fight. Me and Kaleb can grab them and run. We'll meet Jacob and take off to our hide our property. It was stupid to dream of a happily ever after that I didn't believe in, but if my son, daughter, and little peanut get one, then I believe in them over one-hundred percent. Between Kaleb and me, we'll be fast enough. We might even bring Leah. (If she's up to it. Kyle died too.) We'll ask some of the younger wolves. Kill two birds with one stone.

I came across the pack, some phased and some not. I can see why they would want to stay outside. They feel more comfortable out in the woods instead of handling with the tension in that tiny brick bungalow. They lost some of their brothers. Their Alpha was yet again injured. All due to his Achilles heal and stupidity no doubt.

"How's Jacob?" they all asked me.

"Being stubborn. Other than that, he's simply resting." I offered up.

"Can we see him?"

I nodded. "Just don't tell him anything yet. He'll be out here the second someone spills."

I knew it was stupid but he won't rest if he knew. I'll tell him before I leave. I have to talk to him anyway and tell him my plan. We had to talk more about the twins, this baby, and us. It seemed to be simple. It wasn't.

"Wait." I said, stopping the ones who were walking. They turned to look at me. "I know Jacob has already talked to you about this and I want to too. Thank you. None of you had to do this. Even though I wish we could all hold hands and sing some freaking, dumb campfire song, we know that obviously is never going to happen. I greatly appreciate that you've left your families and risked your lives for my children. I know Jacob would agree with me too."

It was true. We all had families. Today proved that anything could happen. I never expected Sage and Grace to be taken from me, my husband would be injured yet again, or that I would ever get pregnant again.

"Of course we had to. I couldn't let family go off fighting bloodsuckers without me. What fun is that?" Paul joked. Leave it to him to lighten the mood. "Besides, I know you and Jake would be the first in line to help if me and Rachel were in your shoes."

"Same here." Quil added. "We're family."

I pulled my lips back into a small smile. There was so many people I needed to talk to but right now this one couldn't go ignored. So we parted and I hunted for my mother. Jacob would be in good hands and it would only take a few minutes. I needed to know that she would let us in. Daddy wouldn't want her to push her family away. Doesn't his opinion matter too?

"Looking for Bella?" I heard a voice ask. Kaleb.

"How'd you know?" I asked.

I looked at him. He looked so young yet so old. His cobalt eyes were streaming with tears. I've rarely seen him cry. He's tried to be so strong throughout all of this that eventually I knew he was going to break down. His knees pulled up to his chest and his body huddled over himself made him look so young. He lost his brother. The one he was trying so hard to make amends with.

"Figured you wouldn't leave Jake with any other reason." He mumbled. "How is he doing?"

Normally he would joke about Jake's past with injuries but that was long gone. We didn't know what joking was. "Resting. Do I know what's going through his head? No. Of course you wouldn't. He would tell me, wouldn't he? Yeah, right. You have more of a chance with him than I would."

I knew Jacob's fears about being bit again. He hasn't become a vegetable but could he still phase? His body is still damaged from the last time. What else could go wrong? A whole lot of other freaking things.

"Do you blame him? You don't need any more stress with the baby and all." He said. "Grace and Sage would be happy."

A smile tugged at the corner of my lips as I thought of how much Grace wanted a little brother or sister. She also wanted a puppy but that wasn't ever going to happen. And even though Sage would disagree, I think he wanted a little brother or sister too. They would be so excited that they wouldn't even listen to me when I would scold them about jumping on the bed.

Wait. How did he know? Only very few know.

"How do you know? I haven't really announced it yet."

"One, we could all hear you tell Jake. News travels fast. Two, it's been kind of obvious with all the signs."

We heard a whine near us. Leah. The one thing she hoped to have with her husband was a child. I felt so sorry for her, but my heart also went out to Kaleb and Kierra. They were starting to act like a family again. Everybody was happy. Leah lost her love and Kyle and Kierra lost a brother.

"I'm sorry about Kyle." I showed Kaleb.

Kaleb shrugged, swallowing tears back. "I can't get it out of my head that maybe if I did something different then he would still be alive. He was my little brother! The older brother is supposed to protect the younger siblings! I was meant to go first!

"And what about the twins?! You trusted me! You and Jake trusted me with your children and I let you down. I let them down! If I was more careful then they would be here with us! I should have ran with them and met up with you guys! It's my fault Ethan and Emma are dead! If I knew what I was doing maybe things would be so much different. Dad said I was a screw up and he was right."

Tears came down his face and mine followed. I pulled him in a hug and he let me. I wondered the same thing. What if…what if I didn't say yes to a date? Could of, should of, would of. "I know. I wonder the same thing, Kabe. But I have a plan and I need your help."

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

I saw my mother in a tree, perfecting balanced as if she was standing on the ground. Will she even talk to me? Will she wrap me in her arms and rock me back and forth as if I were a child again? Will she mourn with me? Will she even help me get my Sage and my Grace back?

"Momma?" I asked.

"Not now, Renesmee. Be with Jacob." She answered, her voice filled with no emotion.

I bit my lip, brushing my hand against my stomach. No. She will not hide from me. My kids need their grandmother and I needed my mother.

I started to climb up the tree when she turned to look at me. I stopped dead mid climb. I've learn to obey that look when I would get into mischief. It had something to do with her eyes and the look only a mother can put off. So even though I was a mother myself, I was still her child. I stopped still, just looking at her with tears in my eyes.

"Mommy…" I quivered. No answered. "Momma, please…I need you. You need me. I'm scared. Please, I can't lose you too. Daddy wouldn't want this. He would want-"

"You don't know what your father would have wanted!" she snapped, making me jump.

I backed up, swallowing my hurt and tears. I didn't have time for this. I had a son and daughter to save. If she wants to mourn by herself, go ahead. I'll be here when she wants a daughter.

I set back to the bungalow. I can understand my mother's pain. I can't imagine losing Jacob-even though I have almost lost him so many times. Before, if he fell to the bottom of the sea, I would go with him. Now I have the twins and this baby. I can't kill myself over a broken heart. I have to be a mommy to my kids. I have to be there for them. I would hope Jake would think the same. He better.

I let out a hiss, anger surging though my veins. The more I wait, the more they might lose their life. Enough has died already. It was time this ended. Sage and Grace will live to fulfill a happy life. Jacob would live to continue being a wonderful husband and father. I will have a life where I can see this baby inside me and watch my twins grow. I will live to see my kids do the things I could never do. I want them to try in life and be amazing in all that they can do. I don't want them to accept limits. I want them to exceed them. The five of us will get an ever after come hell or high water.

I heard arguing before I even made it inside. Of course it was Jacob's voice that was the booming one. Can't he see that this isn't helping? Wasn't he the one that said it hurt to talk?

Men.

I rushed in, cursing the quickness that brought on more nausea. If I can't control it I'll be stuck in bed like Jacob is. We can't afford both of us to be bedridden. We'll kill each other, or drive each other mad. Nah, I think I'm good.

"Does it look like I care or not?" Jacob's booming voice yelled.

I huffed, growling when I saw Jacob sitting on the side of the bed. Yes, I'm happy it's not as bad as we thought if he has the energy to move around, but really? He is not helping!

"Jacob!" I exclaimed. "What are you doing?! Why are you yelling?!

"Carlisle thinks I should stay in bed! I can't when we've got-"

"Carlisle is the doctor, meaning he is right." I snapped.

"Jacob, some of your bones have been crushed. Plus, to add up onto that, you were bitten again. You won't be healed magically in the matter of hours."

Jacob growled at Grandpa. "Well, watch me!"

"Jacob!" I scolded.

"What?!"

"Stop acting like an idiot! You're not helping anybody by acting like this!"

"What am I supposed to do then?! I can't just sit and wait! I keep telling them that I am fine, and I'll tell you the same freaking thing: I. Am. Fine. We don't have time for this. They're alive. I know it. Can't any of you see?!"

I closed my eyes, willing the dizziness and aggravation pass. This is what I hate about being pregnant. All the bad symptoms. It wasn't fun. Especially when you need to handle a husband you just want to kill or save your twins from crazy vampires. I hope both understand that I'm trying my best. That I am trying to get to them.

It didn't pass but only got worse. The world spun. I felt myself fall but was caught, being lead to a chair and sat down in it. I was told to close my eyes and I willingly did, hoping that it ended soon. Why was it that I get so close yet I am so far away?

Jacob grunted in pain but I didn't pay it anymore attention. I felt Carlisle's cool fingers touch my warm skin but I weakly swatted him away. I don't want him in my face when it was just a little bit of dizziness.

"How do you feel?" he asked.

"Dizzy and sick."

"You really need to get some rest, Renesmee. If you're out of commission too then what will the twins do?"

I let out a deep breath, not really wanting to admit something. I didn't want to hear this now. Just let me get Grace and Sage and then they can give me all the lectures they want. I've learned to act like I'm listening when I really let it go through one ear and out the other.

"I'll see if I can make you some tea. At least put something in your stomach." Grandpa said. I heard him walk out, leaving me at war with my stubborn husband.

"I would be next to you but I think I pushed it before."

I opened my eyes, looking at him. He knew what my plans were. Kaleb must have spilled when I was looking for my mother. "You're not stopping me from going." I stated.

He looked at me. "You're pregnant, Nessie."

"You're injured! Just because I'm pregnant it doesn't render me useless!"

"Just because I am in pain doesn't mean that I should stay in bed-Ah!"

I quirked at eyebrow at him as he clutched his left side. "I am going, Jacob. I am their mother!"

"I am their father!"

"Will both of you quit arguing? We won't be leaving in a few hours anyway." I heard Emmett say.

Jacob and I looked at each other. Not caring if Jacob was following me or not, I pushed the sick and dizziness away and ran down the hall. No. We have to leave now. We have no other choice other than to leave now!

"Whoa, whoa. A few hours?! No! NO! NO! We-we can't wait. We have to go now!" I shrieked. Did they not understand?

I could feel the edges of Jasper's calmness come around me. Obviously they enjoy not having my Grace around so they can use their gifts. Is that why they want to wait? So they won't have to feel as if their stone heads won't blow? They didn't care. I cared. I wanted my Grace Isabelle back. I wanted my Sage Edward back. I need them and I need them now.

I felt a warm hand wrap around mine. It was hesitant but I felt a squeeze of reassurance. So he did follow me, that stubborn fool. I would be upset that he did follow me but now I felt relief. I had one person standing with me. Ever since he slapped me, we've acted different to each other. If we were going to get through this alive, and our twins safe in our arms, we needed to work together. It was a rhythm affect. Our three angels needed us to work together. We'll figure out our relationship later. Being a parent comes first.

"We need to come up with a new strategy. They know how many numbers we have and lost. They're expecting us to be mad with rage and not thinking clearly." Jasper said. That last comment was so directed at us. "We need an element of surprise."

I closed my eyes again. Oh, I'll give them an element of alright. I'll sneak out and give them a piece of my mind. I'll kill whoever gets in my way. I'll-

Something hit me like I just ran into a wall. I was so relaxed, so exhausted, and so not in the mood I need to be in right now. Part of me wanted to scream while the other part agreed with everybody that a few hours of sleep wouldn't be so bad. Just a few hours…Four at the most…

Oh! If only I can give Jasper a piece of my mind…

When I woke up I found myself in bed, Jacob right next to me. When I tried to move to find another bed, he grabbed my arm and attempted to pull me closer to him. He looked to be in so much pain but didn't want show it. He was worried about me. Why? Why does he have to do that?

"What…what did Jasper mean by…lost?" I heard Jacob breathe.

I winced. "I'll tell you later."

"You're going to tell me now."

I bit my lip and went ahead with the tears, spilling everything. I would rather him know sooner than later. But I hesitated with telling him about his pack. I didn't want to tell him about that. He'll take that hard, knowing he couldn't do anything about it.

Jake growled and shot up. "Who?" he yelled. I tried to get him calmed down just to avoid the subject but he wouldn't give it up. "Don't try to tell me to rest when somebody in my pack is dead!"

I gulped, giving up. This was too hard. I feel like my body is split up in so many parts and I didn't know which one to pay attention to more. "Just a few." I mumbled.

With every ounce of threat he could be in his voice he said, "Tell me, Renesmee Black-and don't sugar coat it either."

I saw him stand up. I let him. I give up! I may be only hours away from my twins and I wasn't going to screw that up. Kaleb knows my plan. He said he would help me. It's reckless but I don't see anybody else coming up with anything. So if Jacob wants to join us, he can. I'm not stopping him from seeing his children. But if he doesn't…I was leaving without him.

Jacob tried to hide the pain he was in so I just pulled myself further into the covers. Let him be the idiot! I don't care anymore! I know if I don't rest I can't go kill everybody that's involved with taking my son and daughter.

I take that back. The killing part at least. I have to live. I'm pregnant. Being stupid is a suicide mission. Sage, Grace, and little Peanut need a mommy. They need me. Think reasonable for a second.

I felt pressure on the side of the bed. I peeked out from underneath the covers, seeing Jacob, with his face twisted in pain. I couldn't help myself at saying, "Thought you were going out there? I thought you didn't care?"

He scoffed, putting his head in his hands, wincing. "Like trying to act like a leader is going to help. I let them down. I suck at being a leader. I suck at being a father. I suck at being a husband. I can't win for losing, huh?"

I rose up, scooting myself closer to him. "You don't suck at being any of those things. You were worried about me. I shouldn't be around when you're fighting. I think we've covered that already."

"But it isn't just that. The pack needs to be first. My kids need to be first. School needs to be first. You need to be first. I've screwed up. You're wanting a divorce…"

I put my head on his shoulder. "It was just everything talking. I am pregnant, remember? My moods get completely out of whack. We're both so tired that fighting seems impossible right now. Maybe you weren't acting the way an Alpha would. But in this situation who would act right? You're focused on getting our son and daughter back and that's all anybody can ask for right now."

"I warned them…I knew it was some kind of trap. You were passed out and I thought something might of happen to you. You weren't responding, and then…" he trailed.

I bit my lip and wrapped myself in his embrace. He winced but didn't push me away. "They're alive, Jake. I know it. And if we don't get to them soon enough…" I shook my head. No. I need to think positive. "Will we ever get them back?"

"I hope so." He said, wincing. Stupid men with their prideful egos. "So you're pregnant, huh?"

"Five weeks."

Jacob's dark eyes found mine. I actually found myself giving a small smile. It seemed foreign and strange. It felt wrong. Like I was a horrible mother just by smiling and being here in my husband's arms. With his lips so close to mine I really wanted him to kiss me. But there was no time for kissing and I'm sure he doesn't want to kiss me.

And I was terrified to kiss him.

"Is it twins or are we having just one this time?"

Did I hear myself just laugh? "I hope there's only one baby. I don't think we could handle four kids. No time for a sonogram just yet. I wanted to tell you first but I kind of found out when you…um..."

Jacob saw where we both didn't want to go. Him slapping me. Trust me, that hurt, but what hurt worse was that he actually did that. My mind still couldn't react to it but with shock. I guess that's why it's kind of awkward for me wanting him to kiss me.

"Ness, I-I am so sorry about the…the…the uh…" he said. It looked like he was forgetting what he was about to say. I didn't know if it was because of the pain, drugs, or the venom. I didn't really want to know.

"Can we talk about it once we get Sage and Grace back? I want them in my arms and then we'll worry about us."

He nodded his eyes closing. "I love you, Renesmee."

I bent down and kissed his forehead. "I love you too."

I opened my locket, seeing the picture of my smiling family. I haven't seen us smile like that in what seemed like a long time. Seeing those smiles felt like being in the sun when all you've seen were the cloudy days. I just wish I could feel the sun in real life. That's all I wanted was to feel the sun after the days in darkness.

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

"Momma! Momma! Mommy, over here! We're over here!"

I turned my head in each direction. The sound seemed to echo. Was this a trick of my mind? Was I really with my kids? I don't remember leaving. Did my plan actually work?

My voice quivered as I whispered out, "Sage? Grace? Where are you?"

I could see I was in a dark place. It was stone-kind of like a castle. I knew where they were at. My stomach dropped just at the thought. They were in Volterra. Right at the Volturi's layer. Of course they had to make it harder. It would be a lot easier to get them at some random place.

They're alive, Nessie. That's all that matters.

"Over here! To the right! Open your connection!"

I did as I was told. I trusted my kids. When I did, it felt like I could see things more clearly. My heart was able to beat when I knew they were okay. It was painful at first. Like things were snapping together for the first time in decades. They were alive! Barely, but they were okay!

With a sob of relief I ran to where they were. I appeared in a room. I didn't really expect it to be…a room. A huge bed sat in the middle. It had a seating area in the corner and a doorway to the bathroom. I saw toys that weren't really played with. I didn't imagine it to look like a hotel room.

I saw my babies on the bed and almost collapsed. They were here! They were breathing and blinking. They were crying. They…they looked sick. It seemed major. Not like the usual little fevers and sniffles where they want nobody but me. What was wrong with them?

I ran over and wrapped them in my arms. They held close to me, gripping me tight. So many emotions ran through them. Confusion, hurt, anger, fear. They needed to see Grandpa soon. We needed to get them soon or I would never get moments like these ever again.

"I'm sorry. I am so, so, so sorry. I'm never going to leave the two of you ever again! I'm so sorry!" I sobbed, rocking them back and forth.

They were burning up and pale. They shook and were barely awake. I feel horrible. I'm such a horrible mother. I should get up with them right now! They're safe in my arms! I need to get them to a doctor! Move, Nessie, move!

Should I tell them about the baby? That they will be a big brother and sister? I didn't want to think about the other possibilities but I did. No. I'll focus on that later. Right now we have to focus on getting them to safety. They'll be excited. They've been wanting this baby for a long time now. We'll have plenty of time later.

"I'm so sorry! We'll get out of here as soon as we can."

Sage coughed. It was hard and wet. Afterwards, all he could do was gasp for breath. "No…Don't come…bad…things..."

I smoothed his sweaty hair back from his eyes. "Don't try to talk, okay? I'm going to get you two out of here and then we'll go see Papa."

Grace slowly moved her head to look at me. She groaned. "You can't come, Momma! You'll die!"

I looked at my daughter. What was she talking about? "Grace, sweetheart, I'm not going to die."

"We'll have to use our magic!"

What? Magic? I know they have gifts but magic? I've never heard them say that. Why is this the first time I've heard about it? "Magic? You know it's okay to use your gifts on bad guys."

She shuddered, her hand trying to grip mine so tight but it was so weak. "No…it's hard to explain but…we can do more than the stuff we normally do."

I was so confused. It doesn't matter. They were in my arms. They were safe with me. I'm never letting them out of my sight ever again. With the exception of me giving birth. I'm sure they don't want to do see that.

I grabbed them and made it to the door. Or tried to at least. I failed, taking a few steps only to slip into darkness. If felt as if I stepped into an endless hole. My twins were ripped away from me and I was alone. I was alone in this strange place. I felt like I was falling.

Falling.

Falling.

Falling.

I fell until I hit something. That's when I shot up, gasping for breath. I ripped the covers away from me, covered now in sweat. No! I just got them back! Where were they! I can't lose them again! I could still feel them in my arms but they weren't there. I was begging them to forgive me. They were telling me about this strange magic they had. We were running to the door. I was going to Jacob and Kaleb. We were going to run. They were here. I know it. I felt them! I kissed them! I was with them!

"It's okay, Nessie. It was just a dream." I heard Jacob say

I tried to calm my breathing but couldn't. So all I did was project. I was there. I was with them! It was real, I know it was! They're sick! They need us now! Why wasn't I with them when I just was?

"It was a dream, Nessie."

"No, it wasn't! I can feel them! I was there! They were in the Volturi's castle! They're so sick! We-we have to go now!"

I felt Jacob's hand touch my cheek. He looked at me, nodding. In his eyes were determination. It may be just a dream but he trusted me that it was real. That I kissed, and held, and talked to our kids. With that one look I knew he was fully behind me. We would finally be working together instead of against each other.

"Nessie, you're pregnant. What if something goes wrong and you lose the baby." Grandma tried to reason with me. News flash. I wasn't in the mood for reasoning.

I may be selfish. I don't have to do any fighting. All I need is to get to Sage and Grace and then we'll disappear. I'll live to watch my three children grow. I'll see me twins getting excited over their new little brother or sister. I'll get fatter and moodier, and then I'll give birth to a perfect, beautiful baby with ten fingers and ten toes. Jacob will see all that along with me. He'll graduate with is Masters and become the most successful man out there. He'll have his wife and children by his side. He'll see the three grow into strong, beautiful adults. We'll grow old but never age. Maybe finally take that road trip we've always wanted to take.

I looked between the faces in the room. It felt weird to hear him silent for once. "What's wrong?" I asked.

"You're…Bella…she decided to go to the Volturi." Jacob whispered in my ear.

"We couldn't change her mind and it wasn't in our place to force her to stay." Grandma said

"Yes, it is!" I shouted. "You had every place to make her stay! She's on our side! Why-what possessed her to do that?!"

My stomach lurched and I rushed to the toilet, barely making it there on time. How could my mother do this? Not only to me but to our whole family? To Jacob? To her grandchildren who love her to the moon and back? I know losing Daddy is horrible, bur really? Her family needs her too. And then she goes to the enemy? She's admitting defeat when we're so close to Sage and Grace?

I knew one thing for sure. Come hell or high water I was going to save my family.