The Christmas lights twinkled around the window frames and the edges of the house. They were also artfully wrapped around the pillars on the porch. All of which radiated a joyful feeling from the large white abode. The lights, though, were not meant to radiate the sense of Christmas but the final arrival of the holidays in general. Behind the windows, several figures were moving here and there. The contrast between a beautiful tan and strikingly beautiful pale white skin were apparent through the glass.

I stepped out of a Maserati '10 and he shut the door behind me, taking my hand. I looked up at my personal beauty as we left foot prints in the snow, making our way to the house. I smiled even winder. I was home. We were about to take our first step when the front door flew open.

"Renesmee!" Auntie Alice cried, dashing towards us, leaving no mark I in the snow. She pulled me into a figuratively warm hug. I saw my parents, uncles, Auntie Rose, and Grandpa Carlisle and Grandma Esme follow behind to greet us.

"Easy, Alice," Jake said, carefully prying her arms off mee.

Auntie Alice looked at him with annoyance and a wave of rejection and sadness which changed into a peculiar expression of wonder. Then she gasped. So did my dad.

"You're pregnant!?" They both cried. Daddy in a growl, Auntie Alice in a pleasant chirp.

"Yes," I said excitedly, wrapping my arms around her again but with careful consideration of the little bundle in my abdomen.

I let go to hug my parents. I missed them so much.

"I'm a grandma?" Momma accused, hugging me then turning to Jake.

"Sorry, Bells," He said, hugging her and knocking fists with Edward.

"You should be," Daddy said kissing me.

The whole house might as well have just exploded once Jacob and I announced the news. Rachel – Jake's sister - was ecstatic as were my human grandparents. When the multitude of conversations became clear to me, I realized the y all revolved around baby showers.


I sighed at the same time Jake shook his head. We laughed. No one, especially Auntie Alice could be reigned in on such memorable and rare occasions. I could see her in the kitchen head to head with Auntie Rosalie and Grandma Esme, no doubt, making plans.

My human grandparents, especially Grandma Renee and Grandpa Phil, the ones way out of the loop, were told by Grandpa Billy and Grandma Sue that they were all (except, I guess, Grandma Sue) under a super strict need-to-know basis and that it would be wise not to ponder any more than what they were told. I was sure they were wondering how I was so pregnant in less than four months. But thankfully, they were more proud than curious.

"Ness," someone called from behind me. I turned to see Sam, Daddy, Momma, and Grandpa Carlisle convened in a serious circle. It was Daddy who had called.

I eyed Jacob as he pulled me towards them. I couldn't help noticing the uneasy expression they all wore.

"What?" I asked as the four of them turned and headed up the stairs. We followed.

"Jacob, Renesmee," Sam started. "About your offspring. We are all truly delighted but skeptical."

"What, Sam?" Jake asked pulling me towards him. We stopped at the end of the hallway.

"Jake," Momma continued. "Renesmee is human and vampire. You're human and werewolf. And the baby?"

The silence, as they say, was deafening. Jake and I looked at each other, both pondering the realization. Pondering it all in fear. What would our child become?