Disclaimer: Same as chapter 1.

Note: Sorry, I was stuck on a chapter all day today. I finally got past it, so here is a chapter. Hopefully won't happen again.

Chapter 23:

Two? There were two heartbeats? She only heard one. But then again maybe Carlisle in all his vampiric wisdom did not wait for her to hear the first heartbeat. Two?

Rian was in shock, although it made sense: fraternal twins run in her family, in fact she was a part of one of the twins in her family. But she never consider that her baby might be her babies.

Emmett and Carlisle were talking again, while Rian was left in shock staring at her lap. They were talking about the possible repercussions of carrying two half vampire babies to term. "I think trying to abort one will either hurt or even kill the other." Carlisle said to Emmett.

Rian was snapped out of her dazed trance and she glared at the two vampires. "And who said I wanted to abort one? This does not change my mind on keeping the baby…babies." She was going to have to get used to that.

"Ri, Bella almost died with just Nessie. Two is going to kill you for sure." Emmett pleaded as he walked towards her and reached out for her.

Rian avoided is grasp, "I've made up my mind, Em. I am keeping both babies." Her anger at this option being brought up again was beyond anything she'd ever felt before. She did think he had a good reason to be worried, to try to find a possible solution to the newest problem they were facing. It scared her too, which only added to her anger. "I thought you said you were okay with whatever I decide."

"I am, and I don't like this option either."

"Carlisle just said that if we try it, both will die." It was Rian's turn to plead with Emmett.

"I know." His face broke and for the first time since she met him, he looked older and almost as if he was going to cry. "I'm just scared." He admitted quietly.

"Well, it seems that giving her the blood so soon has strengthened her so far. If you start feeling weak, we need to increase how many cups you drink." Carlisle interrupted, hoping to diffuse the tension in the room. "Let's see how the next week or two go and we will talk about any other options if it seems to be too dangerous for you to continue."

Day 18

Rian woke up in the middle of the night from an intense pain in her side, she almost gasped out loud when the pain shot through her body. Emmett was beside her in a flash when he heard her moan slightly when she touched where the pain had originated.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I think baby 'ley just kicked me." Rian explained before she went over to her mirror to investigate. She raised her night gown exposing her slightly swollen stomach (she'd been growing at an increasing rate since they found out she was having twins). On her side was a faint, small bruise already forming and she ran her finger tips over the sensitive skin. She sighed, she knew what was to come; more pain and possibly broken ribs. Emmett had told her all about Bella's pregnancy well before she had gotten pregnant herself.

"We should increase the amount of blood you drink." Emmett said as she looked at the bruise. "It seems to help, that isn't nearly as bad as any of the bruise's Bella got."

Rian dropped her nightgown and walked back over to the bed. She laid on the bed, giving Emmett room to lay down on her tiny bed as well. The large man laid beside her, on his side. And he still felt like he'd fall of the bed if she moved even just an inch. His legs were draped over the edge of her twin size bed. But he didn't care how little space he had on her bed, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to him before he rested his hand gently over her stomach.

Baby 'ley named because of the only name they have agreed on so far for a girl was Hadley: Rian's mother's first name and for a boy was Finley; named after one of Emmett's brothers.

There were only three possibilities at this point: a boy and a girl, two boys, or two girls. So in the first case, Rian and Emmett agreed that their names would be Hadley and Finley. In the other two cases, the first baby (baby 'ley) would be either Hadley or Finley depending on the sex and baby number two has yet a name for either gender. Emmett and Rian were once again running into trouble agreeing on another boy and girl name.

Rian turned over and cuddled against Emmett's chest, his cool body cooling her down. She'd been getting so hot the last few days, it was making it hard for her to sleep. She hadn't wanted to say anything about it to Emmett yet. He was so worried already (and everything she read about pregnancy online said that it was normal to get hot easily) and it didn't help that he was also worried about launching into the second part of the plan. Carlisle said that she looked about four months along (if she were only having one baby) and it was time to start part two of the plan. While Emmett was worried about having everyone know about the baby (babies), Rian was worried about her father. She hadn't really thought much on it until Carlisle told them to start part two. But her father was actually going to know soon, and then soon after that he'll lose Rian forever.

All too soon, Rian was startled awake by the sound of her alarm clock ringing in her ears. Of course, since the rest of the house was already up, Emmett was nowhere to be found.

Grudgingly, Rian pulled herself off her bed and began to get dressed. This was the not the first time she had left the fake stomach in the bottom of her closet, but she was incredibly happy to have gotten rid of the thing. She planned on having a 'ritual' with the thing later and burning it. It would be so satisfying.

Rian put on another pair of leggings and a short long sleeve dress that hugged her stomach almost too tight. She grabbed a slightly baggier sweater and threw it on over her dress before she pull on her converses before heading down stairs.

It wasn't until she was walking down the stairs that she found that the house was quiet, to quiet. Her heart rate increased as she looked around the kitchen and no one was there. But her heart stopped altogether when she was staring at her father's angry face.