More sweet moment...I'm glad some of you like the last chapter. For some reason I was more nervous about the last one than chapter 21. Weird, right? But we only have a few more chapters left until the end. Well, the end of Nessie and Jake's story. I know I should let it go as Idina Menzel sings but Sage and Grace keep knocking at the door, begging the spotlight to be on them next. The title will be Worth Fighting For unless I decide to change it-which will be more likely. I don't know. What do you guys like. Worth Fighting For, Love Never Dies, or Look With Your Heart? Let me know your opinion and I will take any other name ideas you've got. They'll probably be better than mine.

The song Nessie sings to the twins in this chapter is from Love Never dies (sequel to The Phantom Of the Opera.) It's called Look With Your heart. That's kind of where I got the title idea from. But it's a beautiful song. I would highly recommend listening to that song and a beautiful aria from the same play (Love Never Dies). That aria really hits you hard and makes you think about how there is no way love can be defined as one single thing. It's such a curious thing that I don't think no human can really give a definition to. You'll understand what I mean when you listen to it but I am totally open to discussing about it.

Anyway. Enough of my sappiness. Here's another one!

You are enough. You are so enough. It is unbelievable how enough you are.

Love you guys!

Chapter 23

Nessie's point of view:

From now on I'm never taking any moment for granted. I meant it when I said love never dies. It doesn't. We don't know where love begins or when it happens. It's just there. We don't know what makes it start. One day it's suddenly there so alive and so freeing. It will never let you go no matter what. Love bring pleasure yet it also brings pain. Who can really die when you have love?

That's what I remember thinking as I was laying there dying. I was in so much pain that I wanted to give up then without saying good-bye. Statistics say I should have died right then and there. I say screw the statistics. I remember I pushed as hard as I could to say good-bye to the three people I loved the most. I had to make sure Jake kept his promise and the twins would be okay. I had to let them know that they were my world and I loved them more than life itself. My twins had to know that as long as they wrapped my love around them, they would never be alone. I wouldn't be dead if I was always in their hearts. I knew I didn't say good-bye to everybody but at least I was able to say it to the ones that counted.

I looked up at my husband as he carried me through the halls of the hospital, following my grandparents. I loved him so much. He may not be the perfect prince charming but I loved him anyway. His flaws made me love him even more. We created the most beautiful, wonderful, amazing children. One that none of us won't be able to know but loved none of the less; this baby that would be here around our wedding anniversary, and our amazing twins. He fought to live for them. Jacob was about to plan my funeral and he still kept his promise. He didn't want to but he did. Not only for me but also for the twins. He would have kept that promise until he was old and gray and ready to die.

He noticed me staring at him. "What? What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I love you so much, you know that right?" I whispered.

"I love you too." He whispered back, bending down to kiss me but I popped an Oreo in my mouth. Got to love the pregnancy cravings.

"You're a jerk, you know that right?" he chuckled.

I couldn't help but giggle. "You know," I said, holding up another cookie, "these would be really good with spaghetti sauce. Or maybe even nachos and cheese, or-"

"Carlisle, can we hurry up so I can get this woman some food." Jacob said. He had that joking gleam in his eye that made me want to kiss those lips that I would have never been able to kiss again.

"Right this way then." Grandpa laughed.

We walked into a room that was your typical ultrasound room. But how was Grandpa able to get a room without suspicion? I guess the odds were endless.

Jacob sat me on the bed and I sunk into exhaustion. When you did and then come back, it takes a lot out of you. I was so exhausted. There was four things I wanted. My kids, Jacob, food, and sleep. I wanted a lot of other things too but I knew I was asking too much for wanting them. I'm just thankful to be alive.

"How were you able to use all this without suspicion?" I asked as Grandpa was starting everything up

Jacob took a seat next to me, holding my hand tight, as I lifted my shirt. A pain went through my very alive heart. I wish my parents were here. Did Momma kill herself after she found out I was dead? I knew why she went to the Volturi now. It was to make sure my babies were okay. I was thankful for that. But what about when Finn pierced my heart with his own hand? Did she fully give up then?

"Somethings, my dear, are better left unanswered." Grandpa answered with a sly smile as he put the gel on my stomach. Either it was three choices: He made a generous donation to the hospital; he cashed in a favor; or a friend-or a friend of a friend-let it slide without asking questions.

"Where's Momma?" I finally asked. Surely she wants to be here to see her grandchild and be with me. "Shouldn't she be here?"

Grandpa hovered the wand over my stomach but didn't press down. He and Jacob shared a glance. They knew something and wasn't going to let me in on the secret. You would think that would change now. I guess not.

"Well?"

Jacob squeezed my hand, kissing it. "Renesmee, I think we need to think about this baby right now. Not anybody else."

I shook my head, swallowing tears. "She's not dead is she?"

"What did I just say? Don't worry yourself over it. Now look."

I turned my head to the screen. There it was. Our little son or daughter. He or she was going to be so beautiful. Deep down in my gut I knew this one was going to be okay. The twins would be ecstatic. Grace wanted a little sister to play with. Sage didn't care. We would all be happy. This baby would bring us together. I had no clue how I could handle with three kids but I couldn't turn back now, nor did I want to. Like the twins this baby wasn't supposed to be here. My chances of getting pregnant were low to begin with especially now. But Grandpa said it was just science. The power of love was a lot stronger.

"Oh my God…" I breathed, a tear trickling down my cheek. I was in love already.

"Well, at least we know there's no twins." Jacob laughed, unable to take his eyes off of the screen. "For this go around."

I weakly slapped him. We're pregnant with our third baby and he's already wanting another? I loved the twins but they were a rodeo with raising. Two different children with two different attitudes. I loved them but they made me realize that just one more baby was enough for this family.

Wait. That means we'll have to start all over again. The pregnancy, the labor, feedings, diaper changes, no sleep, snapping at each other. Add that on top of having soon to be eight year olds. At least now my soon to be eight year olds would be old enough to be more involved. This is their baby as much as it is ours.

"Everything look's perfectly fine. As if nothing happened." Grandpa said, kissing my forehead. He handed me a sonogram picture. "I'm sure the twins would be very upset with me if I didn't give you this."

"They always get their way, don't they?" I joked, wiping the gel off of my stomach. My fingers grazed my flat belly and I smiled, unable to not stop thinking about Peanut. December he or she will be here. Jacob and I might not have to worry about getting an anniversary present. Or who knows? The twins may get a little brother or sister for Christmas.

I didn't want to get up but I had to. I had to see my Sage and Grace. But I was too exhausted to move. I just wanted to sleep. Yet I know if I tattle on myself my butt would end right back where I was and I could kiss seeing the twins' good-bye. So get your lazy butt up! I'm so close to them I can taste it. I can feel them.

I got up and touched my feet to the floor. Both men crowded over me, asking if I should walk. I brushed them off. They can't see their father carrying in their supposedly dead mother. It'll just make matters worse for them. They're already traumatized. I don't want to make it worse on the.

But I was still shaky enough that Jacob supported me. I still have gotten back any feeling in some parts of my body so it didn't surprise me that my legs were shaky. I was actually doing well until I passed by a mirror in the room. It was just a simple mirror yet it made my mind go haywire and go into a freak out mode. Finn stood before me. He was threatening the twins but it was a useless threat. They were already gone. We started fighting at first and it only got worse when I felt something stab my heart. Finn's nails. I tried to scream but couldn't. All I could do was gasp for breath. My body felt light, like it was shutting down, and I couldn't breathe. Finn ripped his hand out of my chest, making me grunt in pain, revealing it covered sticky with my blood.

When I looked in the mirror, I couldn't help but freak. That woman was me. I could see my heart trying to pump blood yet it was unsuccessful. Finn was behind me, snickering. He was telling me that I, nor my family, wouldn't be safe.

I backed away, feeling my leg's collapse. I touched my chest, breathing heavy. He can't kill me again! I have to be there for my kids! I can't die again!

I felt myself being sat down in a chair, feeling cold and warms hands touch my body. I slapped them away from me. "Get away from me!" I breathed.

"Nessie. Renesmee, it's me and Carlisle. It's okay. Calm down." I heard my husband say.

I looked at him. His calming face was so close to mine. I shook my head, not believing him. He's lying! "No! Finn…he did it again! I'm dying…he killed me!"

"He's dead. He's not going to come back. Just take some deep breaths, okay?"

"No…" I coughed. "He said he would haunt me for the rest of my life. He said that we would never be safe. I…I can't breathe…"

"Renesmee, just listen to Jacob's voice, okay? We're not going to let anybody else hurt you or the twins. Finn's not coming back."

I continued to look at my Jacob's face, starting to take deep breaths. I can't die again. I have so much to live for. I almost lost it all so I don't want to lose it again? What kind of mother dies in front of their children? That was one of my worst fears. My children watching either me or Jacob die.

"Can we have a minute?" Jacob asked my grandfather after seeing I was calming down.

Grandpa left and we were alone. That's when I broke down. I wrapped my shaky arms around his neck and sobbed. We stayed that way for a long time. He rubbed my back, whispering things in my ear about everything being okay. I could tell he was freaking out too but he kept it better in check than I did.

"We'll never be safe again will we?" I asked, my voice muffled by tears and Jacob's neck.

"I don't know about us," he answered, his voice thick, "but our kids will be."

I thought about them. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean-"

"You were murdered, Renesmee. A bloodsucker punched his fist right through your chest and stabbed you in the heart. You don't need to be sorry for it." He said sternly, looking me in the eye. "I should be the one apologizing."

I winced, knowing where this was going but let him continue anyway. "I'm so sorry for slapping you. I can never take it back, I know it. You should hate me. There's no excuse for what I did-"

I put my finger over his mouth. "It's okay. Can we talk about this later?"

Jacob nodded when I suddenly kissed him. He thought it would just be a peck on the lips but I pushed it. I pulled him close to me and deepened the kiss more. Jake seemed hesitant as I trailed my lips, kissing his neck, pushing my luck. He put his hand on my stomach, seeming to forget that he was trying to pull away. Becoming braver, I reached for the hem of his shit, getting it half way before he stepped away from me.

"Nessie, no. We can't do this." He said, straightening up his shirt. "This isn't the time or the place."

He was right. What made me think that it was okay? I'm so stupid. You would think death would change that. "You're right. I'm such an idiot." I whispered, rubbing my face.

Jacob picked me up and carried me to the door when I stopped him. The twins would be worried if they say their daddy carrying me. I wanted to walk. I needed to back to normal so I could be there for my kids.

"But I did enjoy it. It's been a long time since we've actually kissed like that. Or so it seems."

My legs gave out when I took a step and Jacob caught me. "Not since…" I trailed, not wanting to go back to that night.

"What I want to know is how every time something really bad happens, you get pregnant." Jake said as we walked out.

"Well, I found out while it was happening." I told him. "We just decide to have sex right before everything goes wrong."

I giggled at the looks at got. Big deal. Move on, people. This is a private conversation.

"It takes practice, babe."

I laughed. He had a point. With Sage and Grace, it was Jacob the one whose heart stopped. With the baby I lost, Jacob and I were ready to kill each other. Now with Peanut, I'm the one who they lost.

Fair enough.

"This is our stop." Jacob breathed. "Are you okay? If you need another minute-"

"No. I want to see them. They need me. They need us. I need them. You-you get the point." I said but clutched Jacob's shirt. What if I have another breakdown? By what Jacob said the twins had a few of their own. Right now they needed their mommy.

"Put me down so I can walk." I ordered.

"What if-"

"Do it!"

Jacob huffed and sat me down, mumbling under his breath. I willed my eyes to stay open and clutched the little sonogram picture to my chest. Jacob held me tight as I opened the door. The TV was going. The twins were curled up next to each other, watching the television together. I had to take a minute to look at them. They were here. They saw me die and brought me back to life, risking their own in the process. They've went through experiences that no kid should ever go through. They acted so strong. I'm always proud of them but this time I really was. They were so amazing.

I started crying. I was so close to losing them. They were so close to losing me. (If you count me dying as them losing me, go ahead. I didn't want to think of it like that. Like Jacob, I would rather stay in denial.) My life would be so much different without them. They saved my life.

I walked through the door. The twins' head shot up and just stared at me. Their eyes filled with tears as they broke into a huge smile. "Mommy!" they both shouted.

They ran to me as I rushed to them. When my arms locked around them, my legs gave out. I crumpled to the ground but didn't care. I didn't feel it. I had my angels safe in my arms once again. Our puzzle was finally whole. It fit perfectly. We were a family once again.

I buried my head in their bodies and cried, breathing in the scents. My mouth watered, making my throat burn. I was craving blood but pushed it away. Their scent calmed me. I needed them to bring me back down to reality. They saved our lives so many time. They wouldn't have a mommy if they didn't do what they did. But if it reaches to the point where I lose them, I don't want them to do it. We'll figure it out; but it's not the worth it if it's dangerous to them. Just because they're more powerful than we thought, it didn't make me love them any less.

I clutched them tighter while Jacob clutched us tighter. "I'm so sorry." I told them. "I love you two so much. I'm never leaving you ever again. Neither of you."

Grace looked up, tears running down her face, Sage looking the same. They both just stared at me. I kissed them so much that their faces were dry by the time I was finished. Normally they would just push me away. Now they just giggled, welcoming it.

"You were dead. We-we watched you die." Sage said. "You…you had a hole in your chest."

He pressed his little hand to my chest. I rubbed it, bending down to kiss it over my beating heart. "I'm here, my sweet love. I'm not going anywhere."

Grace put her ear to my chest, listening to the beat of my heart. Soon Sage joined in. They clutched my body tight. I know they don't feel safe now but I'll make them feel that soon. So I ran my thumbs over their cheeks and ran my hands through their hair. Anything to help them realize that we were both here.

"I'm right here, my loves." I whispered to them. "You saved our lives, you know that right?"

Jacob put his chin on my shoulder and I leaned into him. I swear I saw a tear fall down his cheek. I had no clue where we were now; but I had my family. They were all I ever needed.

"We thought it wouldn't work. We thought we lost you, Mommy!" Sage cried.

"Hey! Remember what I told you and Gracie? Love never dies. Even if it didn't work I would always be here. I'm always in your heart no matter what. So whenever you miss me or Daddy, we won't be that far. You two are the reason why we dream, breathe, and laugh. I love you, my sweet angels-and thank you for saving me."

Sage and Grace kissed us and wrapped their arms around our necks. We moved to the bed, somehow comfortable in the small hospital room. I sighed, exhausted, but I didn't mind. This is where I needed to be.

"And we're sorry we waited so long. If we could we would have come to you the moment you were taken. No seven year old should have to go through what you two went through. Nothing will ever harm you. You mother and I have vowed that since the day you were born. We haven't kept that promise and we're so sorry." Jacob said, kissing our son and daughter. He put his hand on my belly and smiled, making that same vow to our precious Peanut.

"So you're okay?" Grace asked. "We're not dreaming? Are we going to be okay?"

"I am with you, your brother, and your father. With the three of you is exactly where I need to be. I love you, my munchkins."

"I love you, Momma." Grace and Sage said in their typical union fashion.

Jacob cleared his throat, making me laugh. "I love you too, my Jacob." I smiled.

"And I love you, my Nessie." He said. I inclined my head for a kiss and he did. It was only a peck but I would take it. We have plenty of time to be together.

"Would you like to see a picture of your little brother or sister?" I asked. It would be a neat way to surprise them. It might make them feel better.

Grace and Sage looked at me. "You still have the baby?" they asked, excitedly.

I looked at them. How did they know? "What? How did-"

"We figured it out. So can we see?"

I smiled and showed them the little black and white photo of our little peanut. I didn't know if I would be able to keep it; but at least right now I'm in heaven. I hoped nobody would snatch it away from me right now. Just give me an eternity or so.

"So that's her?" my daughter asked.

"It's too early to tell what Peanut is right now, my love. But yes, that's him or her." I laughed.

"Is Peanut okay?" Sage asked. He looked so sleepy because of Jacob playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. That has always seemed to relax him-both of them.

Jacob and I chuckled at them adopting our nickname. "Yep." My wonderful husband said. "Papa says that Peanut is healthy and happy."

Sage bit his lip and then moved to my stomach. He bent down, slowly putting his hands on my belly, and started speaking. "Hey, little brother, or, little sister. Even though you're not here yet, I already love you. I promise I'll protect you like all big brothers should. It doesn't matter to me what you are-although I hope you're a boy-I'll protect you no matter what."

I smiled, running my fingers through my sweet boy's curls. Jacob told him to lay like the doctor said. He did, laying down and curling into my side.

"Hi, whatever you are. I hope you prove my brother wrong and that you're my little sister. I need somebody to play with. Sagey won't play dolls with me. Our family is going to spoil you because they spoil us. I really can't wait to meet you." Grace said, bending down and kissing my stomach.

Tears leaked again. I sniffled, trying to secretly wipe them away but the twins caught the stupid tears. "Are you okay, Momma?" my Grace asked.

I sat up. "I'm fine. I love you two so much. Now you rest. I'm going to find us something to eat."

I scouted out of the bed but collapsed. Luckily, Jacob pulled a chair underneath me and I plopped there. I rolled my eyes at his look. He acts like I'm still dead.

"No. You stay while I get food." Jacob ordered. I wasn't going to win this battle so I gave in.

Gracie got in my lap and I pulled her close to my chest while Sage curled in his blankets, yawning. He munched on the food the nurses brought him but I could see something behind those brown eyes.

"Alright, you two, what's going on?" I asked, hiding a yawn.

"Are you sure you're okay, Mommy?" Sage asked, his face full of concern.

I rest my chin on Grace's head. "I'm just not as good a patient as you are." I said. "Now you have to answer something for me. Why didn't you tell us about your magic?"

Sage and Grace looked down. "You're not in trouble. " I rushed to say. "I just want you to know that you can tell us anything. Me and Daddy may not like what we hear but our main thoughts would be to see if we can help.

"Sometimes it's better to train earlier. So when you go older you won't have to worry about if you're going to hurt somebody. You'll be able to help."

I wished I could move to Sage but I was afraid I would fall, only to scare them more. So I just looked at them both intently, hoping that they can see that they can trust me. I wouldn't blame them if they didn't. Jacob and I haven't been the best parents lately.

"It scared us. We thought it would go away but then it didn't." Sage mumbled. "It just kept growing when we did."

"When we use it, it drains us. Like now. We get sick and stuff like that." Grace added in.

"Is that why you can feel Daddy and me?"

They both shrugged. "Do you hate us like…they did?" Grace asked me. "Daddy said you didn't but-"

"You're daddy also said that we knew you would be different. We don't hate you or Sage, Grace. It makes us love you even more. We both know the two of you would do great things and become so powerful. Just because you're different it doesn't make you a bad person."

I shakily made myself and Grace sit on the bed next to Sage. "Sometime love is a mysterious thing. It's different for all of us. Sometimes you have to look with your heart instead of your eyes."

Sage played with my rings. "So is that why they hated us? They didn't look their heart?" he asked.

How do I explain this? "They didn't understand. They wouldn't listen. Some of them were greedy. But that's gone now, okay?" I asked and they nodded. I bent down and kissed them.

"Momma? Can you sing to us?" Grace asked. I smiled and nodded.

"Love's a curious thing. It often comes disguised. Look at love the wrong way, it goes unrecognized. So look with your heart and not with your eyes. A heart understands. A heart never lies. Believe what it feels and trust what it shows. Look with your heart. The heart always knows.

"Love is not always beautiful. Not at the start. So open your arms and close your eyes tight. Look with your heart-and when it finds love, your heart will be right…"

I trailed, smiling, watching my twins drift off to sleep. I kissed them both, picking up Grace. Somebody should take her back home so she could get some rest. But all she did was cling to me and whisper in her sleep. Even Sage started to become restless. Eventually, by the time Jake came back with food, both twins were sleeping on me with faces buried in my chest.

"Do you want me to get them so you can eat? You're probably starving." Jake whispered.

He's right. I was starving. "No. They'll settle down."

"Not really. They're shook up pretty bad. When I needed to use the bathroom, they broke down."

My heart broke. I was glad those evil people were dead. My twins were terrified. "We'll just have to give them enough love to let them know that they're okay with us."

Jacob bent down to kiss me. "I should tell you something."

"Okay. Shoot."

"I'm pulling out of the pack." He stated, sitting down and looking me dead in the eye. "I'm not going back to school either."

He was joking right? Nope. In his eyes he was dead serious. "What?"

"Not permanently. With school it'll be until the baby is born. With the pack…I don't know when I'll be back."

"What made you decide this?"

He smiled my favorite smile. "My wonderful family. I need to spend time with you and the twins-and the baby. Right now I need to be a husband and father."

I huffed. He had a point; but I hated to see him putting off school. It was his choice but I didn't want him to put this off when he's fought for it for so long. I'm sure we would talk about it sooner. We have to worry about our kids right now.

I looked over at my sleeping angels. "We need to worry about them? I think they've seen more than they've let on."