-Jasper-

Sometimes, I absorb the emotions around me. Like now. Did I mention I'm about to have a nervous breakdown?

-Bella-

When everyone you love is at risk, you'll put yourself up. It goes without saying. It just does.

Because I would rather be torn apart a thousand times, endure the fire of becoming a vampire all over again, endure it for the rest of eternity, rather than watch the Volturi take my family.

Wordlessly, I stand up and at human pace, make my way to the large ominous door.

In a very soap-opera-ish manner, Edward grabs my hand. I snort, and lift my shield.

Let go, Edward. I'm going in there, end of story. I can't just stand by and let it happen.

"Bella... I'm coming with you." By the tone of his voice, he means it.

-Renesmee-

We were going back to our house. I wanted to be home, more than anything else. Jen was actually a month old, but looked about twice as old.

Uncle Emmett had said, before we had left, "Oh, the mayhem we shall create!" Should I be afraid?

Probably.

Maybe I should seriously consider enlisting the help of Rosalie, Jasper, my mom and dad, Alice, Esme, and Carlisle.

Now, however, Jen is (physically) six months old, and if I miss any more sleep, I will start crying.

Why the hell do people claim that they've slept like a baby if they wake up every two hours?

Anyways, at least she's started sleeping more. Mom, Rose, Alice and Esme help a lot, too.

* * *

I love being a mom, and I love my daughter, but at this point, all I care about is ripping Seth Clearwater's face off.

Did I metion I'm being held back by three different werewolves right now? And that they are seriously struggling?

Setyh imprinted on my baby.

-Jacob-

"Renesmee wants to see you."

If there was anything else the Ice Princess wanted to say, I didn't hear it. I was already running. Sure, it was five miles, but it would only take a minute. Bella had practically kicked me out with the cheerful words to have fun and that Renesmee would not be waking up any time soon.

I hurled myself up the irritating staircase and saw Renesmee. The pychic pixie had probably dressed her, there was no way she'd be wearing that in the circumastances.

She had moved from the bed onto the small chair, and was holding Jen in her arms. She looked up at me and smiled. Yeah, so it was corny but it was perfect.

-Renesmee-

I terminate the call, and scream at the top of my lungs. It takes Carlisle and Rosalie thirty two seconds to reach me. The other Cullens are out hunting.

I find I can only speak in short bursts, so I focus only on Carlisle's voice, asking me what happened. I try to answer, but then, oh joy, more pain.

* * *

I've been in labour for the past eight hours now. Imagine, just for a moment, that Rosalie is capable of PMS. And that simultaneously, someone's hidden her hair products, her iPod, her BMW, and her laptop. I was currently in a mood that would make that look like a kitten having a tantrum.

I broke Jacob's wrist by accident.

-Esme-

I want Renesmee to have everything I couldn't. The wolves imprint to carry on the line. It should be perfecly safe for her. Carlisle says it will be fine.

She's a lot like Bella. She wants to have a child, if it kills her. Which it won't.

I know it won't.

-Carlisle-

I see no reason for Renesmee not to have a child. It will be around 75% human, after all. But still, if she chooses any other option, I will not stand in her way. I believe Jasper is with me on this, too.