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For the Love of Renesmee

Teenage Nessie Bella and Edward return to Isle Esme for their second honeymoon, leaving Renesmee back in Forks all alone with Jacob. Bella wants to tell Charlie and Renee what she, the Cullens, and Renesmee are, but Edward is dead set against it. Will Bella go against Edward's wishes about keeping quiet at the cost of changing her parents? And can Edward control himself around Jacob? Slightly OOC. Not much though. Slightly AU. Some Lemons. A little graphic in later chapters. I made the banner. So, I've been thinking about writing a series out of this story, so I need your opinion. Tell me in a review if you think that I should continue with it or not.


15. One Tough Choice

Rating 5/5   Word Count 1015   Review this Chapter

Renesmee's POV

"Thanks," I said to Jake as he helped me up the stairs on the front porch of my grandparent's house. I held onto the banister for support while Jake busied himself with opening the front door.

"WELCOME HOME!!!" my family screamed as soon as I stepped over the threshold. They scared me so much that I leapt backwards straight into Jake. Emmett and Jake started laughing, but when they all realized that Jake was actually alive, a moment so tense that everything seemed to play out in slow motion broke over the rest of the family. The laughter was cut very short as everyone gaped nervously from Jake to my dad. Jake looked at my father, waiting for him to say something.

"Dude," my dad started, "I don't know how you came back, and quite frankly, I don't want to know, just as long as you forgive me for what I did. I can't stand to see Renesmee like that. I don't want what happened to her to happen again."

I thought for a second that Jake was just going to turn around and walk out, but what he did next surprised us all; I think he even surprised himself. Jake stepped towards my father, arm outstretched, his hand reaching to my father. My father looked at the large, rough hand in front of him and smiled. He put his hand in Jake's and started to shake, but then roughly pulled him in for a hug. My mouth dropped open. So did everyone else's. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. This was something that no one thought they would see in a million years, but here it was, right in front of all of us.

"You guys are so stupid," I said, walking forward to hug them. "Are you two better now?" I asked them, looking both of them in the eye.

"Definately," they both said at the same time.

"Just as long as you don't call me a filthy bloodsucker again, I'll be fine," my dad said, his arm still around Jake's shoulder.

"Deal," Jake said, grinning from ear to ear. "And as long as you never call me a mutt, I'll be good."

Weeks passed, and Jake and Edward were becoming closer. I didn't think that it was possible that a vampire and a werewolf would become best friends, but the evidence was right in front of my eyes. Everyone else was happy that there was no more tension between us and the wolves, and the treaty line no longer existed. I was constantly going back and forth between Forks and La Push to visit Jake. Eventually he just started staying at Carlisle's and Esme's house in my dad's old room with me. I was glad to have Jake there twenty four seven. Carlisle decided to stay home from work so that he could be there just in case I needed him. I was grateful for this because I didn't know anything about being pregnant except that it sucked all the time and hurt really bad.

Everyone was so used to having Jake around that his 'wolf smell' was nonexistent to us now.

After five months into my pregnancy, I was put on home - bound because I couldn't stand to be at school for eight hours a day, plus Carlisle thought it would be a good idea for me to be closer to him just in case anything happened. He didn't want to take any chances because if the babies were vampire, they could be born any day now, but if they were wolf or human, I still had at least four months to go.

I walked into the huge white mansion after going hunting in the near - by woods to find my mom, Esme, Rose, Alice, and Jake all sitting in a circle on the floor, flipping through a book.

"How about Andrew Michael for the boy?" my mom asked. "And Kendra Maye for the girl?"

"Andrew's perfect for the boy, but I don't know about Kendra for the girl," Esme said.

"So, Andrew for the boy," Alice said, flipping frantically through the rest of the book.

"What are you guys doing?" I asked from the doorway.

"Looking up names for the babies," Rose said from the floor. She scooted over to make room for me, but I took a seat on the couch.

"Nessie!" Jake said, getting up off the floor and joining me on the couch. He kissed me deeply, completely ignoring everyone in the room.

"Anyway," Alice said, clearing her throat loudly and continuing like nothing happened. "I'm eliminating all of the common and weird names. Trust me," she added, noticing the horrified look on my face. "I know what I'm doing."

"Alice, I don't even know what I'm wearing tomorrow, and you're already picking out names for the babies!"

Alice's eyes closed and she went rigid. "Carlisle!" she screamed. As soon as Carlisle came down the stairs and into the living room, a pain shot through my body, making me double over. I tried to stand up, but I dropped to the floor.

"What's wrong?" Carlisle asked me, turning me over on my back.

"I don't know! Your the doctor!" I screamed at him.

Another sharp pain ripped through my body. "GET ME TO THE HOSPITAL NOW!!!" I screamed at everyone through gritted teeth.

Then something warm and wet ran down my legs.

"Oh, my God," Alice whispered. "Your water just broke!"

And as if called in on cue, my dad, Emmett, Jasper, Charlie, and Renee came bursting into the room from the kitchen.

Carlisle scooped me up into his arms and carried me out to his car. He got into the back seat with me, propping my head in his lap. My dad got in the driver's seat and my mom in the passenger seat. My dad whipped the car around and we were off, barreling down the muddy, windy lane to the hospital.