• "Momma", Nessie said touching my face,"EJ wants to be born now."

    I was lying down on our bed reading one of my old books. Edward had just finished putting in some more music in his laptop. Another family night or rather waiting for our daughter to fall asleep before Edward and I spend another night in each other's arms.

    I didn't notice Nessie come into the room. Edward and Emmett just recently installed a proper bed for her. She didn't like the crib anymore. She was already infront of me and before I could react she touched my face.

    It has been 4 months since the Volturi left us. Edward and I were discussing our move to Darthmouth in the fall. I was hesitant to leave - I would miss Charlie and everyone. There were so many things to consider - Jacob and Nessie, my mom's contunued ignorance of my being a vampire, what my course would be....Edward and I would discuss things until Nessie woke up.

    "What are you talking about, honey?" I asked her. "Daddy and I only have one baby and that's you." I noticed Edward watching her.

    "No," she continued her silent conversation with us,"he's inside you still." The soft hand never left my face, the brown eyes looked striaght at me. She looked at her father. Another silent conversation. This time one I couldn't hear.

    "Nessie," Edward said as he gathered her in his arms and set her down between us on the bed," that's simply not possible - I took you out of your mother's womb - you only."

    Her eyes glistened with tears, "EJ and I decided that Momma couldn't have us both at the same time so I grew first. Ask Momma about her dreams." The chocolate eyes were sad.

    I gasped and sat up,only I knew my dreams. I was pregnant and kept seeing this little boy on top of all the bodies of people that I loved, another time with red eyes another time the little boy was so like Edward with his green eyes. I didn't even want to tell Edward those dreams.

    "How did you know about my dreams, sweetheart?" I asked her trying to sound only curious not nervous.

    We saw them while we were inside you, she said. I promise Momma I am not lying. EJ wants to be born now. She looked at her father again.

    "Nessie," Edward said Please talk so your mother can hear.

    Momma, he is inside you still. My daughter insisted. She laid her hand on my stomach. He needs to get out so he can grow.

    Edward put his hand on my stomach and turned to our daughter, You know I could hear you when you were inside.

    That was us, Daddy. Not just me. she whispered softly continuing to stoke my stomach. It can't be happening - vampire women's bodies don't change like human women - no more babies - I lifted my shield to talk to Edward only I knew Nessie would hear this silent thought but I hoped she owuld be too young to understand what I meant.

    I can't hear anything now. Edward said. Why is that? he asked Nessie.

    EJ can be like Momma. When he wants to let me hear I can hear, when he doesn't want me to hear I can't hear him , her shoulders moved up and down. Right now, he does'nt want you to hear him - only me. He's getting weaker - she looked up at us very seriously.

    Why is that? I asked the same question that Edward asked earlier.

    You don't drink donated blood Momma, like me.

    We had recently tried to wean Nessie from donated blood and tried to make her hunt animals instead and eat human food. The last one was harder since she would curl herself up so tightly in Edward's or Jacob's or Rose's arms and stay that way until the food was taken away. The only human food she would tolerate at the moment was mashed potatoes with a side order of donated blood, this I could feed to her but it took a while to finish. She would cry when Carlisle tried to make her eat other food. Edward and I would turn away in pain knowing that being half human her body would need other means of nutrition. Nahuel had told us that it took him 50 years to finally eat root crops grown in the forest. So eating food was just something we would have to deal with for a longer period of time than most parents.

    Are you telling us this so that we can continue to give you the donated blood? I asked her while tilting her chin. Come now tell me.

    No Momma she said seriously, placing her hand on my stomach again.

    Two faces so alike looked at me right then. One with golden eyes and one with soft chocolate eyes. My husband and our child had the same glorious angel faces then. Both set of eyes looked concerned. Two hands were on my stomach. Could a vampire heart beat a bit faster? My roomy head kept going back to my dreams. Impossible.