Epilogue or something.

The sun shone down with all its force through the treetops as we made our way through the forest. By "we", I mean me and Jacob. His arm was slung casually around my waist, pressing my side against his body. He kissed the top of my head and I shut my eyes. A sound of footsteps approaching and children's laughter filled the air and then a child ran towards us. Her hair was as black as the night and her skin pale as the moon, except her cheeks which were filled with lovely shades of pink. When she came closer I could see that her eyes were light grey. She was beautiful, and when she was close enough I bend down and lifted her up in my arms.

"Mom," she said and laid her fragile arms around my neck. A hug.

"Allison…" I said and stroked some of the hair away from her face. It was too precious to be hidden away.

Jake stood behind me and had both his arms wrapped around my waist. He laid his head on my shoulder and kissed me on the cheek, causing them to change color.

"Ew," Allison giggled and hid her face in my shoulder. Jake and I laughed too and he kissed her on the side of her head.

"I love you," someone murmured inside my head almost like God, and I felt myself blink rapidly as the scene disappeared in a black tunnel.

The next time I opened my eyes; two brown eyes were staring back. It was only just a dream. I sighed in disappointment. "What were you dreaming that could make you sigh when you wake up next to me?" He asked and sat up in bed, a smirk playing on his face.

"Nothing," I lied and turned around on my other side so I was facing the wall. I knew he wouldn't let this go so easily, but I wouldn't tell him anything. It was my own problem that I dreamt about having kids. We had never discussed the issue. We didn't even know if it was possible or what it would be: Half werewolf, a quarter human and a quarter vampire? Not possible.

"Oh really?"

I nodded.

"That's weird because you were whispering a name…Allison" he rolled it off his tongue like he could taste the word. In reality he was just having fun, teasing me like this, and I knew it.

"That's very likely, but I don't remember anything," I lied again and got out of bed quickly. I pulled a white tank top and a pair of sweats on, while I tried to avoid his gaze from the bed and headed for the kitchen.

"Great, then we can just ask Edward," he said behind me at the exact moment I saw my parents sitting in the kitchen. My father was smiling a knowing smile and I knew that he knew. This wasn't good. This was bad. Very bad.

"Sure, let's ask Edward," I said like I had nothing to hide and leaned against the counter of the kitchen. Inside a battle had begun between lying and telling the truth.

"What did your daughter dream about?" Jake asked and sat down across from my father. He grabbed a bagel, ripped off a piece and swallowed.

A hint to every living creature: Don't let your partner get too comfortable with your parents. Bad things will happen.

"I'm not sure I got it all, but something with her hugging a small girl who looked like a mixture between her and you." He didn't sound shocked about it, and my mom was just smiling blissfully. Didn't they get what a huge deal this was? How wrong it was to wish for something that would never work out? No, apparently not.

Jake looked surprised. Or maybe stunned, traumatized and shocked were better words for it. His eyes were starring unfocused ahead and he'd dropped the bagel in surprise. He didn't seem like he was capable of moving any time soon, but this didn't seem to worry my parents either.

"I don't want to have kids, Jake" I lied and sounded a bit irritated while I laid an assuring hand on his back. "It was just a dream." A sigh escaped my chest, because of how true that was. I scowled at my parents and walked into the bedroom where I shut the door behind me.

I knew a conversation was inevitable, but I didn't know what to say. It was a good thing my parents were here and we weren't alone.

I could hear them argue in the kitchen; my parents, not Jake – he was probably still paralyzed. Then I heard the car start outside, it faded away in the distance before it disappeared all together. Great, now I was alone with Jake. I had to convince him that this was not what I wanted, and damn it, it wasn't!

I sat down on the bed and wrapped a blanket around me, while I stared out the window.

"Honey?" He was whispering but I easily heard him. I didn't answer. I wouldn't answer until I knew how he felt about this. He sat down next to me and wrapped the blanket around him too. "What are you looking at?" he asked and followed my gaze out the window to the trees.

"Nothing," I said and moved my gaze to my hands in my lap. He picked one up and started playing with my fingers.

"Was it a really good dream?" He asked indifferent.

"You want the truth?" I asked back and looked at his face.

"Yes"

"It was an amazing feeling to hold that girl in my arms and to feel the love of motherhood," I heard him sigh. "But that was a dream, and feelings are deceiving in dreams." I was stating facts. I was horrible at lying. And I hated lying to him. I felt a tear in the corner of my eye.

"Hey," he whispered and looked at me as he wiped the tear away. "Can I be honest with you?" he asked, and I nodded. "I will admit that it shocked me a bit, when Edward enlightened your thoughts." I laughed at the understatement. "But it was honestly because I hadn't thought about it before."

Really? He hadn't thought about it for one tiny second in the 5 years we'd been together? Not when my parents gave us this house? Not when he kneeled and asked me to marry him on our trip to New York? Not when we decided that a wedding wasn't 'our thing'? Not once?

"Why?" I accused.

"Because I'm happy with life at it is!" he exclaimed and pressed his lips to mine but only for a second. "I can do that whenever I want!" he said and rose from the bed to stand in front of me. He took both his hands in mine and pulled me up from the bed and into his arms. "I want to explore everything with you… even parenthood." He said and kissed my collarbone.

"Are you sure?"

"If that's what you want." He said and kept kissing my collarbone.

I thought about it for a moment. How easy it was to convince him, how badly I wanted a child, how wrong it would be if he only did it for me. "No," I said in a firm voice and pushed away from him.

I strode into the kitchen and started eating the bagel he'd eaten off when he got the news. "What did I do wrong?" he asked as he leaned against the door frame between the bedroom and kitchen.

"Think," I mumbled and took another bite of the bagel.

He sighed and closed his eyes. "Maybe you need to hunt," he said mostly to himself as if I was acting childish.

"What?" I yelled and glared at him. I was already at the front door.

"I'm just saying it's been a while since your last hunt," he tried to backpedal out of it.

"You know what?" I asked as I pulled on my shoes. "It's not what I want!" I slammed the door shut and marched towards our car. Why was he like this? I fired the engine and drove down the road. I'd expected him to follow me, but no such thing happened.

I didn't know where I was going before I found myself pulling into Leah and Joseph's driveway. I turned the car off and got out. At first I went for the door, but then I saw them inside playing with Julia and I turned around. Not to go home, but to sit outside. I jumped up in one of the trees with the best view of their kitchen window.

I knew it was far from normal and legal to stalk people like this, but I didn't feel guilty enough to stop. They were sitting there in the small house; Joseph's long lanky body and Leah's fit almost masculine body, yet they fit perfectly together with their baby in a chair eating a banana.

I think it was when Leah told me she was pregnant, that an alarm triggered in my head. At first I dismissed it, because I thought it was just a part of the huge baby-craze that ran through La Push, but as the dreams and constant touching off my own stomach didn't stop, I knew that it was an issue. A problem.

I'd never mentioned it to anybody, because I figured Jake would bring it up at some point. But he didn't, and now my mind had deceived me.

I saw Jake further down the driveway, looking around with a frown deep between his brows. He was following the tracks of the car and came to a halt as he ended at Leah and Joseph's front door. I knew he could smell that I hadn't gone inside, and that I was close. I bet he could feel it too. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of him coming closer and closer to me. The bond of imprinting was the greatest sensation in the world.

When I opened my eyes again, he was gone. I looked on the ground beneath trying to find him. Two hands snaked their way up my back, my neck and through my hair before they settled in front of my eyes covering them. They smelled of wet wood and I could see every line in the palms clearly.

"Guess who?" a voice whispered in my left ear, thoroughly blowing away my hair and misery.

"Hmm… a liar?" I asked and smiled.

"No, that's you… I'm the idiot who takes all his worries out on his fiancé by calling her moody" He whispered in my right ear and stroked a thumb up and down my forehead without moving his hands from my eyes.

"Then you must be Sir Jacob Black." I said with a voice that was soft from his apology. We were both horrible at apologizing and admitting that we're wrong, so this was a big thing.

"And you must be Lady Renesmee Carlie Cullen." He stated and slowly removed his hands like he'd placed them: through my hair, down my neck and finally ending on my back. This time he moved them all the way to my hips and pressed me against his stomach.

He placed his chin on my shoulder like in my dream. "What are we looking at?" He asked and looked towards the sky.

"We're not looking…" I said in an sly voice. "We're stalking."

I felt him shake a bit as he laughed and then he stopped to talk. "Why are we stalking some of our best friends eating lunch?"

"Because I want to have what they have…" I said with a sigh. He knew now, so it was fair for me to say this… right?

He answered my question by turning to kiss my neck, but I turned my head and found his mouth. Our lips moved together like crushing waves and then we both pulled away.

"Let's go home…" I said and dropped to a branch below. I did that once more and then hit solid ground. Jake was right behind me, and when he was close enough, I took his hand.

He drove and I sat next to him on the short trip home. We were still holding hands and I was talking about the wedding that we didn't want to have, but how we'd kind of made it impossible not to get married, when he suddenly whispered: "It's what I want." He said it so quickly like it was a life changing thing, but I didn't understand it.

"You want a wedding?" I asked in a strange high voice.

"No!" he said like I'd accused him of murder.

"Then what is it you want?" I asked with confusion and looked at him.

He didn't once look at me as he answered: "A child."

I was stunned. I just turned my head and stared out the front window while I processed what this meant. If he really meant it, that is. I wasn't even sure it was possible for us to get a child. We'd have to talk to Carlisle about that.

I hadn't realized he'd stopped the car. I hadn't realized he was staring at me intensely. I hadn't realized he'd said something. I hadn't realized I was crying. I hadn't realized anything until he removed his hand from mine.

"Renesmee?" He asked with worry. "Nessie? If you don't answer I'm calling Carlisle" His voice was soft and I wanted to smile.

I turned my head and looked at him. "What is it?" I asked and blinked a few tears away.

"You're crying, Sweetie," he said.

"Oh that… that's nothing," I answered and wiped my cheeks with the back of my hand.

"Don't lie," he said in a firm voice and leaned closer.

"Fine." I said and got out of the car and walked towards our house.

He caught up quickly and leaned against the door, so I couldn't get passed him.

"Don't 'fine' me." He said in a harsh tone. "I just said I wanted a child with you, and then you go all quiet and start crying?"

"I'm sorry, but I'm just afraid I might get my hopes up and then everything falls to shit because we might not be able to have kids!" I shouted back.

He looked at me with wonder. "Why wouldn't we be able to have kids? Are you afraid you're like a mule or something? Of course we can have kids." – He was smiling now – "I talked to Carlisle way back when you weren't even a year old. The only thing we have to worry about is what it will be… but it definitely will be…"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Who cared if it was a human that changed to a wolf when it sneezed and a vampire when it coughed? There would be a child.

"I love you!" I exclaimed and jumped up on him, wounding my legs and arms around him. "I really do, you know" I said and pressed my lips to his.

"Why wouldn't you?" he said and smiled behind the kiss.

My hands found his hair and pulled a little too hard at a strand as a punishment for being unromantic.

"We always ruin our moments…" he mumbled between the kisses he was placing on my neck. He said it like it was a bad thing, which it probably was for everyone else. I liked ruining our moments, because it reminded me that he was my best friend. I wasn't a suck up for romance like my mother, who adored all kinds of moments. No, I loved this kind of stupid ruined moments.

"Hell yeah…" I murmured and smiled.

"Now stop talking!" I demanded and kissed him hard on the mouth. He laughed, but quickly got caught up in the moment.

THE END!

This took so long to finish and I'm so sorry! But you have no idea how hard it is to continue a story you already finished and put up on a shelf in your mind.

I hope it was alright and not too romantic, because I hate too much romance.

But REVIEW and erhmm…. I made this for you! And… I love you!

-Anna, SarcasticChocolate, The Author.