I fiddled with my locket, not sure how my parents would take the news. It had only been 25 years since they faced the same type of situation, when having to tell Charlie about me. But I was afraid no matter how good their memory was, they would forget what exactly it was like to tell an intimidating adult about having a child. Or, in this case, two intimidating adults. Jacob and I were leaving the Quilette Reservation today to go visit my parents. Our usual stays were only two months at a time, but I was sure after they heard about the baby we wouldn't be going anywhere for a while. I moved to get up, but all I did was roll over and Jacob stirred. He stared at me sleepily, and I smiled. It didn't matter if my movements were almost as smooth and lithe as my parent's, Carlisle, Esme, Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, or Alice. Jacob's own senses were above that of an average human, and he was attuned to me after all these years. I gave up on my attempt at letting him sleep in, and laid back down, smiling at him.

"good morning, sleepy head."

"Do you ever sleep?"

I laughed at his question, since he'd known me since my first days of life. Jacob didn't need as much sleep as the average human, but I needed even less. We shared a room at Billy's place, because he enjoyed having us around, and Jacob was glad he could take care of Billy, now that he was approaching sixty-six. For his sake, we went to bed around midnight, but that meant I was up around four in morning, and Jacob not long after. It was currently 4:15 in the morning, so I kissed Jacob on the cheek and got up. He proceeded to roll over, and began snoring again the minute he was still.

I chuckled inwardly, and slipped into a comfortable sundress. I knew that when my mother was pregnant with me, she had me in only a matter of months. I wasn't quite sure how my child would be, considering everything thrown into his/her gene pool, but I had been pregnant for almost a month and already had small, but very there, bump. Jacob had been a little crazy for these last three weeks when we discovered my pregnancy, which was why my normal clothing was gathering dust in the back of our shared closet, right next to his small store of shorts and light tshirts, while a stack of brand new maternity dresses in all sizes held the prime position.

I moved down the stairs quietly but only at the pace of a human jogging, because I was starting to get little pains here and there from doing things like running, which was why we were leaving so suddenly to go to my family's place, since we weren't sure how much longer it would be until I was unable. I paused and stared out the kitchen window, once again tracing my fingers over my locket and biting my lip nervously while thinking about how my large family would react. My locket was the same one my

mother had given me at the standoff with the Volturi when she was sure she would have to fight for me and have Jacob and I run. My childhood may have been a whirlwind with eight vampires and a werewolf caring for me, an unlimited amount of money, my unique growth patterns, and an unlimited amount of money, but my locket had been through it all with me. I was hoping to save it for all of eternity, and my family had no problem complying, so every year or so I get it polished, and one of my many wedding gifts from my parents was getting it thinly coated in titanium. They refuse to tell how they even did it without my knowledge, since I didn't even know until my wedding when they demonstrated how strong it was. They almost gave me a heart attack, I might add, because my father walked over and squeezed it between his fingers. It was only natural that I panicked and swatted him across the ballroom. I smiled at the memory of it, because that was the hardest I'd ever seen Emmett laugh, but my mom had to pull Renee aside and calm her down. She was knew to all this, and we didn't tell her what we were, but she reacted differently than Charlie, who simply got in the buffet line again and pretended he didn't see anything.

I smiled as a warm arm slipped around my waist.

Jacob rested his head on my shoulder. " What are you so deep in thought about you didn't hear me coming?"

I turned around in his arms and reached out to touch his cheek to show him me pushing my father at our wedding and released the memory into him. When I was 4 years old I figured out how to control my gift, because it wasn't always convenient. It wasn't very good to temporarily blind someone with one of my memories all the time…. That, and my mother finally succeeded in figuring out how to make her shield work so she could actually stop me from sending images, because I wasn't talking as much as a normal child.

Jacob chuckled. He'd seen this one a few times before, but he never got tired of my father's expression. He drew me closer as I shifted the memory to the moment we were told we were man and wife. "that's a good one… I am glad we'll live forever, just to remember that."

I smiled up at him. " That's so cheesy… but it worked." I pulled him closer and stood up on my toes to kiss him. Just as I wrapped my arms around his neck, I heard a low chuckle from doorway, and in a blur I was suddenly out of Jacob's arms and standing a few feet away, leaning against the counter. Billy looked up at us, from his new wheel chair. A state-of-the-art gift from the Cullens, and the only condition on which I married Jacob. He could go anywhere and do anything in that wheelchair. "You two are a married couple, you know. It isn't illegal to show affection in front of an old man."

I blushed and slid back towards Jacob, folding into his side easily. " Good morning, Billy. What are you doing up so early?"

Billy barely moved an inch towards the cabinets for breakfast, and Jacob and I had whirled around, pulling out bowls, plates, spoons, bread, cereal…

"What would you like for breakfast? We went to the store yesterday." I asked Billy, already in the process of making enough food for a large family. I turned around and looked at Billy after about 36 seconds, when the stove, toaster and microwave were going full blast. I stopped and looked at his expression.

His hair may have been long and gray, and his face may have shown the wear of many more years, but his expression was one of Jacob's, with eyebrows raised and a half smile. " Ah, so the grocery store is out of stock of everything now, I suppose? And I have told you two that I don't need you to do all this for me. I am more mobile than I have been in the last 20 years with this chair here. Speaking of mobility, I'm up bright and early to go fishing with Charlie. He'll be here in a half hour to pick me up."

Suddenly the breakfast needed a lot of tending to, so I busied myself with that. I wasn't sure how to feel about Charlie coming; I wasn't planning on going to say goodbye to him until a little later this morning. I got a little crease between my eyebrows just like how my mother does. Jacob saw and rested his hand on the small of my back. In a normal relationship this was intimacy; in our relationship this was a subtle way to ask what I thinking about. I sent him a replay of Billy saying Charlie would be here in half an hour, but colored it with my mixed feelings. He gave reassuring smile, and went back to making breakfast.

We were all sitting down to eat a little under five minutes later. When Charlie arrived, we were all resting in the living room, Jacob and Billy in different states of the kind of relaxation that comes after overeating. I lounged up against Jacob, but I had eaten comfortably; or maybe I had eaten normally and it was just the baby.

Charlie shouted a hello, and banged around the kitchen, making a plate for himself. He never used to do this, but my family insisted on sending a little money down here each month, even when Jacob and I weren't here. Well, what they considered a little money, but involved four digits. Anyways, we bought a lot of groceries with it, so there was usually a lot of food, but it had to be that way when the werewolves visited, or in instances like these when Charlie shared our breakfast. He came out plate in hand, and sat down next to me. I hugged him, and he nodded in my direction in response. I would get a verbal hello when he was done eating, so I had just that long to think of how to tell him I was pregnant, and how to say goodbye. Jacob grabbed my hand and squeezed encouragingly. Charlie finished up his plate, and I began.

"Grandpa Charlie…" I faltered for a moment, but plunged on anyways. " I have something to tell you. Grandpa…I'm…I'm pregnant!"

He casually set his plate down and leaned back, his face expressionless. He trained his gaze on me, and I couldn't take it anymore. I reached out and touched his hand, though he immediately flinched backward as I forced back on him his own stare, with my own panic of what he would think added to it.

"Okay, Okay! You know I don't like it when you do that!" Charlie shrunk away from me for a minute, but sighed and pulled me next to him. "I know."

I took a moment to absorb this, and turned to Jacob. He was just as surprised as I was, and I was just about to ask Charlie how in the hell he already knew, when I noticed Billy smiling.

" You! You told him already?!" I shouted, but more in shock rather than anger.

He kept on smiling, then started talking to me, clearly enjoying himself yet serious. " I didn't know when… or if… you planned to tell him. Besides, now he won't react as strong, because there's no hiding how afraid you were of his reaction." Billy seemed to add on that last part about Charlie's reaction to distract me from the first part, about me possibly not telling him. I felt guilty immediately… I had been thinking about not telling him, just saying goodbye without leaving him a clue of his grandchild. Billy interrupted my thoughts… apparently he had continued talking.

"… I didn't tell him about the last part."

I was confused for a second, but Jacob fielded this one for me. He gently pulled me back over to him and draped a hand across my waist, emphasizing the bump.

"Charlie… we decided it best that we went to spend time with Bella and Edward and all the rest of the Cullens during the pregnancy… but also for a while after, so they can help with our child, since he or she will be so special."

Jacob slipped in the word 'special' so casually he could have been talking about the weather, but Charlie's mood darkened and he got that signature crease that all of the Swan family seemed to possess. He was a bit more comfortable with mine and my vampire side of the families oddities than Jake and the pack's; with us vampires, he'd had years to get used to it since whenever he saw us we were in our monster form. But with Jake, he seemed to try to forget the day he saw him morph and believe he was a normal human, but at times like this when we reminded him you could almost see his thoughts: why did I get into all this? What did I do to have all this in my life? Why do I have to know about this? But he stood up, and yanked me up for a bear hug, and when he released me, he had a big smile.

"Honestly, I am glad you told me. I was worried sick about your mother after her honeymoon with Edward, since she had that disease, but she came back with you, and I was surprised. At least I get a heads up this time." I could see it in his eyes he didn't believe mom had a disease, and that he knew mom had come back different that before, but I could also see he was fighting those thoughts down and a big part of him denied it all. So I laughed it off.

"Grandpa Charlie, we won't do that. I promise. But aren't you excited to have a great grand child?" Jacob stood up and came to stand with me, near Charlie. You could tell how proud he was to be a father. Charlie looked over at him.

"Kid, I've known you since diapers. Bella has, too. This family may be weird, but you are, too. I gotta say, boy, I am proud to have you in the family, and you're good for little Renesmee here. Can't wait to see the kid." Charlie was looking at the floor now, clearly not liking sharing all this mushy stuff. But Jacob had no problem. Charlie was quite surprised when he hugged him so tight that Charlie was easily lifted a foot off the ground.

Jacob set him down, and Charlie stumbled backward until he made contact with the couch. I laughed, and went over to give one last hug. "I'll see you as soon as possible, Charlie. I promise you can see your great grand child soon." Jacob set himself in motion, putting on some speed and finishing up our packing.I went over to Billy next, and hugged him too. He looked me in the eyes, and spoke.

"you have to listen to me. What you're tangled up in, it's nothing to play around with. Be careful, and protect yourself. Can't send the boys that far to help you unless it's like the last time." I knew he was talking about when the Vultori came last, but he spoke with pronouns because Charlie wouldn't have handled it too well if he used words like 'wolves or 'pack' and 'vampires- out-to-kill-you'. I nodded, and discreetly reached out to touch his hand. I sent him images of the Cullens, and how protective they were, but also some images of this house, him, and the pack, all with sadness of leaving them that I was feeling attached. He covered his reaction better than Charlie, and he was better prepared for the weirdness of it, so instead of flinching he beckoned me closer and kissed me on the forehead. I smiled and walked outside to wait for Jacob with our suitcases. Charlie walked out onto the porch and turned to help Jacob take the bags to the car. I had to smother a smile; Charlie just wanted to be helpful, but when we left, we wouldn't be taking the car. After they were done, Charlie went inside to grab a few last minute things for his and Billy's fishing trip, and Jacob and I put our speed to use and loaded the police cruiser in the few minutes he was gone. He pretended not to notice how it was suddenly full when he got back.

We waved as they rode away to the docks, and I leaned against Jacob, glad I had gotten that out of the way, and radiated my feelings to him. He chuckled, and I moved to begin taking our bags back out of the car to begin the run to my parent's. He reached out to stop me, and I looked at him in puzzlement.

"There's one more thing left to do." He grinned at me. " Gotta get in the car… go visit the rest the wolves."

I sighed theatrically, but Jacob saw through me, swept me up, and set me down in the passenger seat of the car. I sat and rested my hand across my baby bump for a second while Jacob trotted into the woods to talk to Sam and have him gather up the guys. He trotted back, and we were off to Emily's, to visit the pack.