A/N I said I would never do it. I have been a reader/a lurker if you must, for a long while. There are so many great, well-thought out Jacob/Bella fics, no one would care about mine, but this idea just would not disappear.

Believe me, as a huge Jacob fan, BD is my least favorite book, and the imprint on an infant gave me the creeps. This is not what you are expecting, I promise.

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Chapter 1

Jacob Black sat uncomfortably on the couch which happened to be the most expensive piece of furniture his butt had ever touched. A lot of good their money did him, this couch felt like shit. He would rather be at his own house with his crappy old couch that suited his butt just fine. The battered cushions had come to know him perfectly over the years, even through the rapid growth spurt, it still provided comfort for him. Instantly, his thoughts went to his father, he missed him so much right now. He definitely wished he could rely on him for some wisdom. Jacob did not know if anything he had done in the past couple of weeks had been right. He had left his father behind, and his brothers in order to protect Bella, who from what he could tell did not even want his protection any longer. She was perfectly satisfied with relying on the Cullen's, her new family. A smug expression came across Jacob's face when he realized, she may think they are all she needs, but it is he who is providing her warmth right now as she sleeps nestled against him. He had just witnessed one the most disgusting acts ever, Bella slurping down a cup of human blood, in order to calm the thirsty little demon growing inside her. He replayed the whole scene again in his mind and gave a silent commentary about what he thought about it too, since the bloodsucker was brooding against the corner watching Bella sleep. His Bella, so pale and sickly, but finally at rest and she was toasty warm curled against him. He ran a few thoughts about what it felt like the many times Bella had been pressed up against him, and "Boom!" that did the trick, Edward left. "Stay out of my head if you don't like what goes on in there," he called out even though the front door had already slammed shut. He heard him and hopefully that bought him some peace from leering eyes for a bit.

"Jake..." a weak voice barely whispered.

"I'm here, Bells, go back to sleep," he quieted her. That's what she did and Jacob also gave in and fell asleep with her after barely sleeping over the past two weeks for obvious reasons. He dreamed a dream that was the complete opposite of the nightmare they were living. In Jacob's dream, Bella had a rounded belly that was beautiful, not grotesque. She had radiant skin and the natural fullness of womanhood. She had the pregnancy "glow" he had heard of from some chick flick. She was his and this was their baby and he had never felt more love surge through him. Then it all was gone and he opened his eyes to familiar brown eyes staring at him. "Too bad, it wasn't real," he thought to himself before groggily speaking to her, "Whatcha looking at Bells?"

"I was only wondering what is going on in that head of yours, this is the happiest you have looked since I can remember." Bella said with guilt in her voice.

Jacob shrugged, not willing to share the true reason behind his temporary bout with joy. "Happy to be getting some sleep and thankful that some of the stink was gone from the room, that's all."

"Ugh, Jake, you don't always have to be so rude. Everyone is being very nice to you, I think. We are all doing the best we can considering we are flying blind here."

"Best, Bella, really? Because from what I can tell; we are all sitting around watching you slip away more and more with each passing second. I wouldn't call it our best by any means." Jacob was the only one that ever spoke the truth around here. Perhaps decades of living as the undead had molded the rest of them into skilled liars, but he could not, would not do it. Sometimes, his brutal honesty got him kicked out of the house which he didn't mind too much anyways. He needed out of this crypt for fresh air on a regular basis although he could never go far. His brothers were lying in wait, hoping for any opportunity to come in and take charge of this situation.

For the next few silent minutes, Jacob and Bella, simply stared at one another. He saw her eyes begin to tear up, so he decided to give her space and go outside to check on Seth and Leah, his new found mini-pack. As soon as Jacob crossed the threshold, to the outdoors, Edward flashed past him in a blur to go to Bella. They were all suffering with the living arrangements. The Cullen's house was big, but not big enough for three werewolves, seven bloodsuckers and a pregnant Bella with a demon fetus on board.

"How's Bella?" Seth inquired. "She is a little better, since..." but he couldn't bear to speak it aloud, how Bella slurped down that O-. Seth grimaced because he knew what she resorted to this morning.

"Sorry, man, I wish that," and now it was Seth that could not finish his sentence. He was such a tender-hearted kid, who was definitely too young to be dealing with all this. "Edward is so worried," he finally added. Seth had some ridiculous admiration for Edward that Jacob could not wrap his mind around.

"Quit with the Edward sympathy, I can't deal with it right now. It's his fault, Bella is dying and I don't just mean because he knocked her up with his spawn. He should have never pursued her in the first place. It's not like these vamps have consciences, but if the whole Cullen motto is not to hurt humans; why did he pull her into his world? He wanted to drain her dry in the beginning, that isn't romance, it's sick. He should have left town as soon as she moved here."

Seth let Jacob rant a little more, but had to add, "He really does love her, Jake, as much as you do."

Jacob went back in the house because he had vented to Seth enough. Seth was always going to try and be supportive of everyone and Jacob was not going to argue with him any longer. He did not want to think about it, but he was pretty sure Bells could not endure much more. He would rather spend all his time with her no matter what. The atmosphere in the house was a little more upbeat for a change, the vamps were all centered around Bella laughing. He walked in slowly, not sure, if he wanted to know what sorts of things made the Cullen's giggle. Bella caught sight of him and cheerfully called him over to join in, "Jake you are just in time to hear the baby names I have decided on." She was smiling like a happy mother-to-be.

"Do I want to know?" he questioned.

The pixie butted in, as usual, to speak for Bella, "Jacob, maybe Bella will listen to you and consider other names. She wants to name the baby..."

"No, Alice, let me tell him." Bella pleaded with her and Alice stepped back. "If it's a boy, I want him to be EJ for Edward Jacob and if it's a girl, Renesmee. What do you think?" she beamed.

Jacob thought to himself, "No, you don't know want to know what I think because it was not nice." He had a weird look on his face and she instantly knew he did not like the names.

"Come on, Jake, what's wrong with the names? You and Edward are the most special men in my life and Renee and Esme are my mothers. I want the baby's name to reflect the love I have for my family."

"Bells, Edward and I both represented, that's kind of messed up and you know it. Hell, everyone in this room knows, but they aren't being honest with you in order to spare your feelings. You plan on telling your..." Jacob gagged on the next word, "son about our little love triangle?"

"Stop calling it that, Jake. We are not in a love triangle, I married Edward." Her voice faltered, "I made my decision, everyone knows that." Her eyes told a different story when she looked by into Jacob's eyes.

Jacob broke the tension in the room by chiming in with his thoughts on the girl name, "And Renesssum, what is that Bells? No one is going to be able to pronounce that mouthful."

"Stop it, your messing the name up on purpose, Jake!" Bella barely had the strength to get that out with enough force to prove her point. Jacob quickly recognized her weariness and he rushed to her immediately taking care of her despite the room full of vampires.

"I'm sorry, Bells, I shouldn't have caused you stress, lets get back to the couch so you can rest." Jacob gently whispered at her cheek. It was so intimate, any outsider that did not know the real circumstance would believe Jake and Bella were the couple, not Edward and Bella. There had been so many times when Jacob had wondered how Bella could be so comfortable with their intimacy and still run back to the bloodsucker in the next breath. "Hey," she was staring at only him when he spoke the rest,"choose whatever you want...uh, you and Edward." That named burned on Jacob's tongue every time he uttered it which was rarely, but he did not want to upset Bella further so he opted out of calling him one of his many derogatory vampire slangs.

Edward had had enough of their affection and he pushed his way to take over helping Bella to the couch. Jacob stepped back, not for Edward, but for Bella because above all his love for Bella was greater than his disdain for the leech. If he could have only stayed in the precious few seconds when he was holding Bella, and whispering soothing words to her; because that was last moment they were simply Jake and Bells. Without warning, Bella screamed out, and her body contorted in some sort of unnatural bend and all hell broke loose. Nothing would ever be the same again, for any of them.

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