Here it is, everyone! I didn't make you wait too long, now, did I? Don't answer that. LMAO.

Here's the THIRD - wow... third story - of my own little Twilight series. Let me make this clear that I never intended to even write Forever Young lol. I didn't think anyone would like it, and now look! Thanks everyone who stood by me from the very beginning!

This story takes place right where Restless Heart left off. Renesmee and Jacob are on their honeymoon. This story will be in Renesmee's POV (to start off with) I might switch off to other characters as the story progresses.

If you're a newcomer, finding this story before reading any of the others, you might be a little confused with my characters, so I suggest reading Forever Young, and Restless Heart first. You don't HAVE to, but there are a few characters in this story that were introduced in the others. Take note that if anyone has a question regarding the story, please send me a message, email, or ask on my Twilight forum (link to the site is on my profile). If you ask me a question in a review, I might not be able to answer. I DO read every single review, but I get so many in at once that I can't keep up with who asks a question and who doesn't.

That's about it! Happy reading, and I hope you enjoy this story just as much as the first two!

Enjoy!

We started off our honeymoon in Bermuda and spent four days there. The islands we visited all looked the same after a while: beautiful blue water, tiki huts right on the water, our own private getaway. It was like we were living in our own world. My parents were thorough in making sure we had everything we needed. My father must have been in charge of making the travel plans. Each time we stepped foot off a boat or plane, there was someone there ready to escort us to our room.

I called my parents once every two days. I had to admit, I missed them a lot. They were supportive on me staying and going through the rest of my trip, rather than coming home. Although when I mentioned that I've been sick every morning since we left the states, they have been constantly asking me about my health. They both had talked to Jacob, and even had him watching me made me uncomfortable.

"Good morning." Jacob said as he sat on the bed beside me.

"Hey," I croaked, squinting through the bright sun that shone through our hut. We were secluded from any other guest at the resort, but the entire hut was open to the ocean around us. It wasn't so pretty when the sun blinded me in the morning.

"How are you feeling this morning?"

I sat up and took the water from Jacob's hands. "You went swimming already?" I asked, running my fingers through his wet hair.

He shrugged. "I was awake and you weren't."

"You could have woken me up. I would have went swimming with you."

Jacob chuckled. "I know you would have, but I figured you needed some sleep."

"Jake?" I asked, pondering over why he would be so worried about what I ate and how long I slept. "What have my parents been talking to you about? Because I've been sick? Because I…"

I stared at him wide-eyed. His smile answered the question that I should have been asking myself since the first day I felt dizzy. "They think I'm pregnant?" I half shrieked.

Jacob's grin grew wider as he nodded. "We're not anywhere near a pregnancy test to find out, so we just have to wait a few more weeks until we get into an actual city." Jacob laid beside me on the bed, his arms holding me tightly. "I didn't want to say anything because I wanted you to figure it out."

"I never thought of it as a possibility."

"Well start thinking of it as a possibility," his hand came to rest on my stomach. "There could be a little us in there."

"We just got married, Jake."

"So."

I couldn't help but feel the emotion he was feeling. The excitement was flowing off of him. I was positive that it would reach anyone that was near him. But it also set a wave of panic through me. What if it wasn't that I was pregnant? What if this was a sign that I had stopped growing? What if I was pregnant and stopped growing during the pregnancy? Would I lose the baby?

"Hey?" Jacob's tone was wary. He touched the lines on my forehead. "What's wrong?"

"I can't be pregnant, Jake. I would lose the baby as soon as I stopped growing."

"But you're still growing, so that's a good sign."

"A baby? Us. Parents?" I couldn't get a hold on that. I couldn't see me as a mother. I burst out laughing and Jacob leaned away from me, startled. "My parents… my teenage parents could be grandparents?" I asked through my hysterics. Tears trickled down my face because I was laughing so hard. Jacob joined in after I pointed out my parents being grandparents.

"Who knew Bella would be the grandmother to my kids." Jacob snorted. "I suppose they would be against the whole 'grandma' and 'grandpa' names." He added through his laughter.

I became serious as I thought about it. "So they suspect I am… pregnant? How are they reacting to it?"

"You're mother yelled at me for twenty minutes, and your father refused to talk to me for a few days."

"Wow," I gasped. "I've really been oblivious."

He leaned over and kissed my neck. "You tend to do that when you have other things on your mind." His hand slipped under the t-shirt I was wearing and I locked my arms around his neck. He moved our bodies so we were laying down. He moved so he was on top of me and his lips made a trail of fire along my collarbone.

We arrived at our last stop before heading back home. It was official, I have seen every country I have ever dreamed of seeing. The experience was one I would never forget, and I couldn't wait to do it all over again. But I would be doing this with my parents next time. The time away from them was really starting to get to me. I've never experienced homesickness before, and I wasn't enjoying it now. Especially since I wasn't feeling too sick anymore. If it wasn't one sickness, it was another.

My parents finally talked to me about the possible pregnancy, but because I wasn't feeling so sick anymore, they backed off on asking me how I was feeling every time I talked to them. Their main focus was whether or not I was showing yet - if I was pregnant they think I would be progressing quickly, like my mom. My stomach was as flat as always. No sign of a baby. This seemed to both upset and excite Jacob. He was happy that if I was pregnant than the baby wasn't another me. His worst fear is seeing me go through what my mom did, and by the fear I can see in his eyes, I don't want to go through it either. But he was upset because he wanted me to be pregnant if I wasn't. Married life is complicated.

Jacob and I walked hand in hand down the beautiful Tahiti beach. The water, like all the other beaches, was an amazing blue. There were no waves, but the quiet was nice. Peaceful. Paradise.

We were on strict orders not to travel to Italy, and that was one of the places I wanted to see. But when I learned that the volturi lived there, I quickly gave my word that we wouldn't step foot anywhere near Italy. Jacob agreed.

"You're awfully quiet tonight." Jacob said, squeezing my hand.

I shrugged and sighed deeply. "Just thinking."

"Do share." He smiled eagerly.

I chuckled and let him into my mind. I ran through our entire honeymoon and that I enjoyed every second of it. Appreciating the times Jacob let me hunt. I had to admit, I wanted to hunt a lot more than I usually did. And I was still hungry for human food, another thing that was not like me. I would rather pass on human food if it wasn't an necessity for my half human body.

"You're ready to go home, aren't you." He said after a few moments of silence.

I looked up at the bright moon and nodded. "I miss home." I missed my parents.

"I know you do." I caught the pain in his voice.

I stepped in front of him, making him stop walking. "I am having the time of my life, though. Honest. This has been amazing."

He smiled and leaned down to kiss the top of my head. "Yes, it has been. Having you all to myself has been quite a treat." He was right on that part. There were days where we didn't even have to worry about getting out of bed. There were no distractions to force us up. We only had to worry about us. It was nice. "I do miss home, too." He whispered, his lips at my ear.

"Must be hard being away from the pack."

He shook his head. "Naa, we've been apart before. It's just weird being away from everyone for so long."

I nodded. I couldn't disagree with him on that.

"Ness?" Jacob asked a few minutes after we started walking again.

I looked up at him. He was staring down at me, a smile playing on the corners of his lips. "Let's go home."

"Really?" I tried hiding the excitement in my voice.

"Yes. I see how much you miss your family, and I miss them, too. We've been away for two months now. You could go back to school on time if you wanted to. There's still a week or two before classes start."

"You want to rush back into our lives?"

"Why not?"

I shrugged. "I don't know…" I looked up at him, my smile matching his. "Let's go home."

He laughed, leaning down to kiss me.

I pulled away and bent down to splash water up at him. We were already in swim suites, so it was okay.

"Hey!" He yelled after me when I turned to run away from him.

His arms caught me around the waist, pulling my back against his chest and he threw our bodies into the warm water. We were on our own private part of the beach, so we weren't disturbing anyone. He turned me in his arms and I locked my arms and legs around him.

The next morning Jacob packed our things while I called the airline and then my parents to let them know we were coming home.

"Hi honey." My mom said before the phone rang once on my end of the line. "You okay?"

"I'm fine. Jake and I are coming home. We'll be coming in at noon tomorrow."

"Home? Why? Are you-"

"I'm not sick, no baby belly, we just want to come home."

"Okay." She said happily. "We'll be there to pick you up. Have a safe trip home."

"We will." I said and hung up the phone.

"We all set?" Jacob asked as he placed the last of our bags on the cart to be taken out to the car.

I nodded. "All set."