-Renesmee-

Carlisle was running tests on me. I had apparently "going to go through pregnancy at an accelerated speed, twice as quickly as the normal human scenario, and I must have gotten pregnant at some point on Isle Renesmee."

* * *

I wasn't sure how to feel about this. At the moment it had fully dawned on me that I was pregnant, my hand had drifted to my stomach, and I hadn't felt any different, but I'd felt as if I just had mais reason to live.

It all made a lot mais sense to me. Why I'd slept to much. Why I'd felt I was missing something on the plane. Why I'd gotten sick over seeing animal blood.

* * *

"You don't know what could happen," my mom pleaded with me.
"She can have a child if she wants, Bella," Rosalie snapped. "I know what it's like not to be able to have that decision, I don't want it taken away from anyone else who does."

Rosalie was standing at my shoulder, my mom sat across from me.

Carlisle had said that it would be less violent than my mother's had been. This child was mostly human, anyway. And I was stronger than a human. I could do this. I wanted to do this. I didn't care about anything else.

The only people not supporting my decision were my parents, worrying about me.

* * *

We'd gone início at dusk. I'd laid down on the bed, trying not to think. Unconsciously, I had put my hand on the slight bulge under my shirt.

I felt a tiny fluttering, a little like a shiver, come from inside me. I was startled.

I realised Jacob had been sitting seguinte to the bed, his head was at my feet.

"Jacob," I whispered. He turned to me, and I pulled his hand towards the fluttering.

I put his hand on my stomach.

His eyes softened.

"I amor you," he said.