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Mocheeba - Gained The World

Who's the Daddy?

AN: I recommend you listen to the song. This chapter isn't as funny as others but it seemed to fit in my opinion. August 19th.

"Stop itching and it will go away already!" Kim snatched my hand from me. My skin was sore from scratching."You already have that cream. It's all in your head at this point." I ignored her. She was probably right. But it's really hard not to scratch.

This wasn't the look I associated with a date. A swollen stomach just didn't scream sexy to me. I wondered if it would be more appropriate for me to go to First Beach and put forward my best Beached Whale impression. I could pull that off a whole lot easier than my best impression of a hot date. I wanted to crawl out of my skin but Kim was an evil little sprite who appeared on my door step with new clothes, low heels, make-up and gear to do up my hair. I was now staring at my reflection in the closet door mirror and realized something. At least I was back at my own home and not stuck being babysat by my ex and my two-faced cousin.

"If you took King Kong, dressed him up, slapped some make-up and a wig on him, he might look something like I do right now." I growled and headed to crash down on my bed when Seth caught me under my arms and held me up to the mirror.

"Leah don't be ridiculous! You look beautiful. And is there anything hotter than a woman pregnant with your children?" Seth tried to talk me up. He clearly believed I actually looked great. But as my brother he was supposed to be prejudiced anyway.

"It might not be his children and I want my waist back!" I whined childishly. Seth picked me up and carried her out the room. He didn't warn me that half the back were downstairs and had probably just heard all of my theatrics. Bastard could have warned me. I grabbed Embry's hand before he could say anything and saluted the guys as I left the room.

Embry had been bugging me for that date for weeks and and I broke down at twenty-nine weeks pregnant and resembled the shape of a torpedo. I was thirty weeks tomorrow. I slipped my feet out of my shoes and rubbed them on the floor. They had been getting itchier and were worse during the evening. I held the palms of my hands together and rubbed them back and forth pressing them hard together. This was becoming normal for me and I felt a little embarrassed at how itchy I was. My stomach was already incredibly itchy as it had stretched and was leaving angry red marks. I had tried creams and a anti-histamine cream Carlisle had given me. It worked on my belly but did nothing for the soles of my feet and the palms of my hands. Tonight, it was worse than usual. I felt itching develop on my back near my shoulders and started scratching uncontrollably during the drive to Embry's place where he was going to make me dinner and we'd watch a movie alone together. I realized at some point during my obsessive itching that Embry had stopped the car and was watching me. I responded by giving him a nervous laugh.

"That's it! I'm calling Cullen." He pulled his phone out of his pocket and began dialing.

"I'm fine! We're having a date! I want the date now!" I'd been through enough torture at Kim's hands, I wasn't going through that again all over again another time.

"Carlisle! Hi it's Embry here, are you busy?" I folded my arms and glared at Embry as he talked to Carlisle on the phone. At least I liked being around Carlisle these days. My lacking instincts had been swallowed by familiarity and he smelled good and he looked good. Yeah, I liked Carlisle. "Great, Leah's itching has gotten worse. She's scratching so much I can smell her bleeding." He was quiet as he listened and I stopped to check my back and sure enough, my hand had blood on it when I pulled it back from my shoulder. I scratched it all last night and the night before as well when I was trying to go to sleep. I guess the skin was worn down already. "She's stopped itching her belly, but her shoulders, palms of her hands and the bottom of her feet seem to be focal points. What do you think it could be?" Now I had had enough of them talking about me like I wasn't there and snatched the phone from his hands.

"Leah here. I used that cream you gave me, but it only worked on my belly. It's happening at night and the only thing that works is burning the skin and freezing it. What do you think? Is Embry just being over dramatic here?" I rolled my eyes. This listed up there with my change in preferences since I became pregnant. But Carlisle was silent. "Are you still there?"

"Yes Leah, I'm still here. Do you think you could come down here so that I can run some tests on you?" He asked politely and calmly. I frowned.

"Only if you tell me what you think is wrong?" I growled. I heard someone laughing in the background much to my annoyance.

"Well, I have a lot of things to rule out Leah. Preeclampsia, PUPP, HELLP syndrome, acute fatty liver of pregnancy and Intrahepatic cholestasis of pregnancy. Or hepatitis... The list is quite long. But I wouldn't want to ignore any of this. I can get all of these tests started tonight and we can have an answer by the end of the week or sooner." I pulled the phone away and frowned. It didn't sound like he was asking for much and it sounded important. So I supposed I needed to listen.

"Yeah," I sighed. "We're headed right over."

Embry took the phone back. "Thanks Carlisle. We'll be right over."

Throughout the week as we waited for the last of the test results to come in, the pack were jumpy with every episode of braxton hicks and moan and groan I had. It had gotten to the point that I kept dead silent and hid as much as possible from them. Although, the braxton hicks were harder to hide because they could hear my heart rate pick up when I was in pain. And the guys were paying closer attention now that they knew I took scorching hot and freezing cold showers to relieve itching. I tried everything but the itching wouldn't stop keeping me awake at night and so I tended to fall asleep during the day a lot. I watched out the car window as we drove to the Cullen's for the test results.

The guys teased me about rubbing up against walls and random people to relieve itching on my back. I was certain that I was Chewbacca reincarnated. I sat in the car rubbing my arms and back frantically as the evening set in and the worst of the itchiness began to set in. Jacob threw worried looks my way as he drove. Seth and Embry rode in the back of the car. I was still refusing the amnio to find out paternity. It seemed a large risk to take when in all likelihood, we would find out in a few more weeks without any additional risks.

As we pulled up to their house, the porch light was on. I opened the door and attempted to pull myself up to standing but didn't quite have the forward momentum and dropped back down in my seat. I blushed like an idiot and one of the guys helped pull me to my feet. I couldn't find my center of gravity anymore. Everything pulled me forward, my back ached and it was any wonder that I wasn't swollen like I'd seen other pregnant women. I had managed to put on twenty pounds with my diet being managed closely. I held some of the weight under my belly to relieve the skin and muscles of their burden as I walked up the steps to the front door where Carlisle stood with a pleasant smile.

"Welcome again." He eyed my progress as I fought my way along. "How about we stay downstairs in the living room?" I hated to admit it, but I was grateful that he didn't want to make me climb those stairs. I still had my pride. I knew the guys would help me. But I didn't want their help.

"Yeah, Shamu would appreciate that." I sighed crossing over the threshold. I heard someone snigger behind me. "I heard that Muttley." Grumbling didn't solve anything but name calling made me feel better. We took seats on a couch with Jacob and Embry flanking me after helping me down into my seat and Seth stood behind me. Carlisle sat opposite us next to Edward Cullen. I hadn't found myself anymore relaxed around him. I had warmed to Carlisle and Esme but the rest of the leeches still seemed... unnatural. The bronze haired vampire made eye contact and I could tell that he was reading my thoughts. I shifted my focus to Carlisle.

"By process of elimination, there isn't a test to confirm this diagnosis so much as ruling everything else out, I've concluded that you have Intrahepatic cholestasis of pregnancy. It's pretty rare but is more common in multiple births because of the high hormone levels. A bit more estrogen and progesterone than you can deal with. Cream isn't working because your bile salts are too high. You could try dandelion root tea or milk thistle. Some women swear by it." The room hung in silence. I could tell more was coming and waited patiently. "Now, usually if this was a singleton pregnancy I would warn you that we wouldn't wait for you to reach full term. I would induce early." My stomach dropped early. Everything I read seemed to push the importance of making it to full term.

"Why wouldn't you want me to go to full term?" I interrupted. Jacob and Embry held my hands while Seth rubbed soothing circles on my back. I resisted the urge to start scratching and wondered how long I could hold out this time. My feet were already rubbing against the floor. My skin felt raw and sensitive. With stress the sensation was heightened.

"The risk of stillbirth increases with this diagnosis, especially close to the due date. Also, you have vitamin k deficiency. A common risk that comes with ICP. You blood isn't clotting as quickly as it should." He continued talking but I stopped registering what he was saying. I felt so guilty for failing my babies. The five of them already had to deal with sharing close quarters were doing so well growing nice and big. Of course, Carlisle had warned weight estimates could be way off, but he did have a few hundred years of experience to draw from. They were holding up their end and I had taken so long to put on weight and now my body was threatening to fail them. I was going to have to do better than this if only I knew how.

"Leah," Edward caught my attention while the others talked. I met his eyes. "This isn't your fault. I know what you're thinking. You didn't fail anyone. I know you don't trust me, but this is something I know." I refused to let my eyes so much as glistened. I swallowed back my emotions and gave him a curt nod as I pretended to listen to what everyone else was saying. But it was too late. They heard what he said.

"Oh sunshine," Embry lamented. "You don't need to start feeling guilty about this. You hardly ever complain, you try to follow Carlisle's recommendations, the only thing you can't seem to control is your temper and your blood pressure has been just fine anyway." Jacob had already wrapped his arms around me and Seth was stroking my hair. I felt like an idiot.

"Back off!" I growled. I tried to get to my feet to retrieve what was left of my dignity trampled on the ground. The guys helped me to my feet. "I'm sorry, I think I need to go Dr Cullen. That was a lot to process. Can I talk to you later and ask more questions about what to watch for and stuff?" Guilt still plagued my emotions. Carlisle was warm and agreeable even though I barely comprehended his response. I felt numb.

The ride back to my house was quiet. Some of the guys were there and they all talked in hushed tones with my mother. I laid down, stretched out over Jacob, Embry and Quil. They all ran soothing hands over my body which made me made me itchier. The warmth from their bodies inflaming my skin as they weren't hot enough to burn my skin. I didn't much care right now. Somewhere inside, I knew I was overreacting and some of this was hormones. But I didn't know to what degree. The word "stillbirth" loomed over me like a doomsday clock.

"They fight, They bite, They bite and fight and bite, bite, bite, bite, fight, fight, fight, The Itchy and Scratchy Show!" Quil sang walking through the front door listening to me and Paul arguing in the kitchen of cereal. I glared at him and Paul growled.

"Which one is Itchy and which one is Scratchy?" Asked Jared. Quil looked at him incredulously.

"Isn't it obvious? Leah's Itchy, the mouse. And Paul's Scratchy."

"It's obvious why Leah is Itchy, but why am I Scratchy?" Paul asked defensively.

"You scratch your balls too much." I snorted as I snatched the box of cereal from him. Shredded wheat covered in hot mik. Usually it made my mouth water. But I was feeling a little... out of it. I pushed the feeling aside. Things hadn't changed in the last four weeks and I was for the most part healthy. Paul's growling interrupted me from my thoughts.

"Shut it Cujo!" I smacked him across the back of the head with my spoon. He glared at me before stopping.

"Guys, is it just me or is Leah looking a little yellow?" I felt like a science experiment as the guys dropped what they were doing to check me out. Seth pressed the back of my hand and watched the colour. He looked thoughtful and then grabbed my head and opened my eyes wide.

"Oh shit... Hand me the phone." Seth cursed quietly.

"Already on it!" Embry and Jacob were fighting over the phone.

"Leah, I need you to stay calm. You're gonna be okay. How are you feeling?" Seth asked in a controlled manner. I was tempted to roll my eyes but remembered that this was one of the things we were looking out for. I was also taking comfort that the average gestation for quintuplets was twenty-nine weeks and the longest was thirty-five. I had made it to thirty-four weeks and that was quite an accomplishment.

"Umm... I didn't really want the cereal. I'm not really hungry. I'm more tired than anything. But I'm always tired these days. That's about it." I heard Jacob repeating what I said over the phone as Seth rudely picked me up and carried me out to Mom's car. Jacob and Embry were freaking out in the back seat while Seth tried to keep me calm. I was calm watching the fireworks exploding around me as the guys freaked out. We somehow knew I was about to have the babies. I was ready. My body felt like it had been through a war and I had come to terms with an early delivery and all that came with that. Their beds were ready, my bag was packed and waiting in the car. I had some baby names tentatively picked out. I had gone over the c-section with Carlisle and I knew what to expect. I was calm. The guys were intensely scared and it was amusing to watch. I don't think it had clicked before now that I really was having a bunch of babies. I had almost eight months to get used to this idea. My body had gone through all sorts of changes. I was more than ready if not a little concerned my babies health.

"There's nothing to worry about Leah. We've got this all under control!" Seth reassured me.

"You don't know that! Don't start making things up!" Embry chastised Seth.

"Well that doesn't make things any better!" Jacob yelled at Embry.

"Stop it! Leah needs us to be calm and supportive right now. Arguing isn't going to help anything!" Seth told them off. I cracked up laughing seeing Jacob about to retort. They stared at me like I was going crazy.

"It's okay if your nerves are getting to you Leah." Embry reassured me as though he thought I was going into hysterics.

"It's not my nerves. It's the three stooges providing the entertainment!" I broke up into hysterical laughter but had to stop and groan in pain as my stomach muscles pulled. Laughing heartily hurt.

"What's wrong Leah?"

"Are you okay?"

These questions rang panicked around me. I choked back more laughter as I shook my head grinning widely. "Laughing too hard hurts!" I burst out laughing again. The guys visibly relaxed and the car became quiet. There went my entertainment. At least I got to go to the hospital. Carlisle felt the newborns were normal enough that they wouldn't catch the attention of the authorities.

I heard my heart beat on the monitor and watched Carlisle worked on my abdomen. It felt strange tugging sensations and a lightening of my body. I had an epidural securely in place and I was laid out on the surgical bed. I had planned ahead of time that I didn't want a curtain to hide my surgery behind. It was all open to us even though I was laying flat and so I couldn't see anything anyway. Embry and Jacob stood either side of me while nurses gave us funny looks. Teams were ready for the five babies and the level two NICU was prepared. I doubted the staff thought the hospital was an appropriate place for quintuplets but hadn't shared their thoughts with me. I suspected that Carlisle had pulled some strings.

"And here is is baby A, it's a girl!" Carlisle announced. She was so tiny and covered in gunk. A team launched forward and whisked her away.

"APGAR score 4. Four pounds, nine ounces." I shared looks with Jacob and Embry. Soon we heard a small mewl and I took a relaxing breath. She had a mask over her face and helping her breath and I tried not to focus on my fear as Carlisle presented baby B even though it seemed not enough time had been spent on my firstborn. I couldn't cry now, I needed to see them all first. I needed to find out if they were all okay.

"It's a girl, looks like the first identical twin." He smiled reassuringly at me. She started screaming as soon as she registered dry air hitting her. Her hands were shaking and she looked angry. "I think it's safe to say that she's doing just fine."

"Baby A has an APGAR score of 9 after one minute. We're moving her to the NICU." And she was gone. I looked up at Embry and Jacob realizing that I had forgotten that they would be taken away suddenly like this. I wanted my baby back now.

"Baby B has an APGAR of 8. Five pounds, nine ounces. We're moving her to the NICU." The second team disappeared. I wasn't prepared for the immense sadness I felt when she was taken away after her sister. I hadn't prepared myself enough for this part. I would send the boys after the girls but they couldn't follow five teams. I had to trust Carlisle picked good people.

"Baby C," Carlisle spoke as he lifted the third girl up gently. "The second of the identical twins." She let out a small sad sob and held a very sad pout. That broke my resolve and I was crying seeing how very sad she was about all of this.

"I'm sorry, we can't put you back now baby." I told her. "It's time to go." She blinked for a moment and made the same tiny sob sound with the tight pout and a bottom lip so big she could trip on it. I felt Embry and Jacob stroking my hair and holding my hands to sooth and reassure me.

"Baby C has an APGAR of 7. Five pounds, four ounces. We're moving her to the NICU." I swallowed tightly as I listened to her sad sounds as she left.

"Baby D, is indeed a boy." Carlisle showed me him, like the girls, covered in gunk. He blinked and then shut his eyes tightly before being whisked away. As they worked on him he gave a cry that I had expected to hear. An ordinary newborn chipmunk cry that was somehow just as beautiful as the girls.

"Baby D has an APGAR of 7. Weighing in at six pounds even. We're moving him to the NICU." They announced for my benefit. I watched them pass me to the door behind me longingly.

"And last but not least, baby E," Carlisle lifted the last baby. "It's a boy." Just as he'd predicted from the ultrasounds. There was a long pause before an enraged cry started and his little fists shook with indignation. I almost laughed but decided it was maybe inappropriate and he might not like me laughing at him expressing his displeasure with his new surroundings. He had definitely taken the same offense to his new circumstances that his sister had taken.

"He didn't like that huh?" Embry chuckled as though finally being able to breath as the fifth and final baby breathed. I could feel and see Jacob and Embry relax. The fifth team had taken him and were working on him.

"Baby E has an APGAR of 8. Five pounds, nine ounces. Very healthy sizes for their gestation's and high order multiples. I think you madam hit the lottery." An older nurse commented looking me in the eye. I felt a hint of disbelief coming from her. "We're moving him to the NICU. I don't think any of them are going to be in there for long."

Carlisle had begun to close me up while Embry and Jacob gave me hugs and kissed my forehead.

Three days later all of the babies were out of NICU. I sat in bed attempting to breast feed two of the girls with aid from Seth while Embry and Jacob bottled fed one of the girl's and one of the boys. My mother bottle fed one of the boys. I still hadn't named them as I wanted to know their paternity first. We carefully tracked A, B, C, D and E with their hospital bracelets without plans to remove them any time soon. I didn't expect I would be able to keep up breastfeeding five babies, but I figured I'd do what I could until they drove me insane. Some was better than none. It was quickly proving to be a much bigger challenge than I would have guessed even with my laid back approach.

Carlisle held a clipboard and an envelope. We all knew what he was holding. He was frowning.

"You have a tendency to do things a little differently Leah. And the results from the tests aren't a change in this pattern. You have shared paternity. The identical girls and baby boy D are Jacob's. Baby girl A and baby boy E are Embry's. I suppose this probably has something to do with being a shape shifter. Your body just makes up it's own rules. But I've destroyed proof that they were born at the same time so that you don't become someones case study and keep your story out of the news. I'm sure that this comes as quite a shock to you, but at least you're all in this together. I hope you know that me and my family are here to help with anything you need. Please don't hesitate to ask, Alice as gone clothes shopping even though you haven't asked and Esme has designs for your own residence in the works. Rosalie and Emmett are dying to provide a custom made vehicle. The list goes on." He sighed.

While he talked, we were all silent. It had never occurred to me that they might both be the father. That was twice as many custody issues. Twice as many men to argue with. Could this get any worse? I had an off night and I was going to pay and pay and pay. Well, maybe not. I had some beautiful babies to show for it. It was just had more complications to come along with it than I ever would have guessed. Once upon a time, I had a man who was devoted to me who I was going to marry and I was going to make babies with. It was never meant to turn out like this.

"They both are?" I blurted out. He nodded solemnly. "But..." I trailed off looking towards Embry and Jacob. "I think they're brothers." Carlisle coughed and backed away a little.

"I do know if they share a common Grandfather if the father's are interested in knowing? Not that it should make any difference to the quintuplets in any case." Carlisle offered. Embry and Jacob looked at each other and then nodded.

"You don't share the same father even though you are related not many generations back." Carlisle mused. They sighed relief.

"Leah had me half convinced." Jacob laughed. They smiled each other. "Congratulations on fatherhood." Jacob offered Embry. And they hugged, slapping each other on the back.

"Congratulations to you too Jake." Embry offered.

Seth and my Mom looked green. Yes that's right, your sister and daughter has two baby daddy's. This just keeps on getting better. I yelped in pain and pulled one of the girls off me.

"You little barracuda!" I chastised her. Again, baby B. Usually her or baby E, both the angriest babies hurt me. They were the same weight at birth and apparently one was Jacob's and one was Embry's. I could blame them both for this pain. They both cried a lot and demanded to eat near constantly. They certainly were the squeaky wheels getting the oil around here. Baby B was now crying hostilely at me as I attempted to get her latched back on again. Carlisle stepped forward and helped me out expertly. While the other three lost weight in their first days, these two had held tight and even started gaining before the others could catch up.

Carlisle politely left and I was left with all eyes turned on me. "What?" Seth rolled his eyes at me impatiently.

"Names! We're all still waiting for you to name these five." I grinned realizing what their problems were.

"I'm not settled yet. I've been thinking for the girls Gabriella, Giulia, Hachi, Eva, Mia or Taima. For the boys I've been thinking Elan, Hemene, Evan, Lucas, Sebastian or Blake. For middle names, I wanted to recycle family names." They seemed lost in thought. "What names did you have in mind?"

"I like Sky, Blaze, River, Hunter, Autumn." Embry day dreamed. I smirked.

"We have a regular flower child here don't we." I commented and he gave a sheepish shrug. I was sure we could find something free and earthy for a boy and girl for Embry that didn't make me cringe. I looked at Jacob to see what he preferred.

"I liked Hachi and Taima. I liked Elan and Hemene. I had been thinking for girls Rose, Lillian, Elizabeth. For a boy, David, Jack, or Daniel. But I think we can work something out." I wasn't too impressed with Daniel or Jack anymore than I was with Sky or River. But he did like the native names I had picked out, which was a start.

"Well, this is a good start. I think it might help if we consider meanings and look at them to see what fits. I just couldn't think too much about their names without personalities to match them too." I said as I handed over the sleeping twins to Seth who placed them in their bassinets.

"I don't like any of these names." My mother frowned. I chuckled while Jacob and Embry had panicked looked on their faces.

"Good thing that you're not a part of the naming process. It's best to keep your opinion to yourself Mom." I rose an eyebrow at her and she quietly placed Embry's sleeping baby boy in a bassinet and politely left. The guys put the other two babies in their bassinets as amazingly they had all fallen asleep. I pulled out the baby name books and a pen and paper and we began to work on naming our new babies.

AN: Hope you enjoyed the chapter. We had the birth, a little drama, a little humour, who's the daddy reveal and a taste of baby names. I think this story will wrap up next chapter. Should I throw in a lemon? I find it difficult to figure out the line between fade out and too much description. Oh well. Eventually I might figure that out.