This might make you feel a little, weird, just rate and comment according to your feelings about it and I hope everyone enjoys, regardless of the slightly changed storyline...

Light streamed in through the window of our bedroom, reflecting off the yellow walls and turning them the beautiful color I had imagined they would be. I was lying on top of Jacob's chest, breathing in his woodsy-pine scent. He breathed steadily in and out, as calm as if he were sleeping, though he was awake, too. A pile of fabric was lying next to the bed. After a second of staring at it, I realized it was my nightgown, tattered and in shreds. I looked at him and he grinned. "I couldn't help it," he told me, kissing my shoulder. I laughed. "So how do you feel?" he asked me. He looked me over anxiously, yet still hungrily, checking for any bruise marks, I assumed. I rolled my eyes. Protective and nervous as always. "You worry like my Mom, you know that?" I told him. "But I feel fine. Great. Perfect, actually. I just had the best night of my life!" He smiled at me. "Good." "Your grip really isn't that hard," I told him. "I hope not," he worried again. I rolled my eyes and kissed his nose. He gripped me tighter. I would never get tired of this. Last night we had had a real honeymoon...and it was beyond words how happy and complete I felt right now. We laid like that for a while until Jacob's stomach rumbled. I laughed. "C'mon," I said, towing him towards the closet. "We'll get dressed, then I'll make breakfast."
Fully clothed for the first time in twelve hours, we walked downstairs to the kitchen. Jacob took a seat at the counter, watching me with an impressed look as I started to fry some eggs in a pan. Eggs sounded good to me right now. "Wow, Nessie," he said as I placed the dish in front of him. "I never knew you could cook!" He took a bite. "Mmm! It's amazing!" "Thanks," I said, grabbing a plate of my own. I took a bite, and it WAS good. Jacob had seconds and thirds, but one plate was good enough for me. We cleaned up the breakfast dishes together, then got ready in the bathroom. I made the bed, then we headed over to Grandma and Grandpa's to thank Aunt Alice and Grandma.
I gave them both huge hugs when I saw them. "Thank-you, Grandma, for the most amazing, beautiful, and wonderful house in the world! And thank-you, Aunt Alice, for the best wedding ever. You guys are amazing!" They hugged me back and said they were happy to make Jacob and I happy.
"Morning, Mom!" I said, giving her a hug.
"Morning, honey! How was your night?"
"Great," I said, trying not to look at Jacob.
Mom winked at me and Uncle Emmett laughed loudly. I blushed a little, and Jacob shoved Uncle Emmett off the couch. The foundations of the house shook as he crashed to the ground. "No more comments," Jacob ordered sternly as Uncle Emmett sat back on the couch. "Yeah, Emmett," Mom broke in. "You remember what happened last time you made fun of ME. Don't make me arm-wrestle you again." She smiled slyly and flexed her biceps. Uncle Emmett just sighed and turned to the TV, defeated and embarrassed at that memory. I grinned.
We stayed at Grandma and Grandpa's for a while, but by noon I was feeling a little sick. Jacob and I went home, and he worried about me obsessively.
"To much food at the wedding?"
"I hardly ate."
"Are you just hungry, then?"
"No, I FEEL full, just...weird."
"Do we need to get Carlisle?"
"No, I'll be okay...OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I jumped up from where I had been lying on the couch, my head in Jacob's lap. My hands had been folded across my stomach.
"What?!" Jacob shouted, on his feet, too. He bent down to try to capture my gaze. "Answer me! What happened!?" He shook me, but I was beyond feeling anything.
I stared past him, my eyes wide and my mouth hanging open.
It was waay too early for any of this. I mean, I knew that my mom's pregnancy had been accelerated greatly; she'd only been pregnant a few weeks with me. But I'd always thought it would come on slower for me, if it happened at all. The combination of werewolf/vampire/and human would have slowed it down a little, I assumed...it appeared not.
That same, strange, nudge bumped my hand again. It was coming from INSIDE me. I started to cry, just waiting for the next nudge. I was full of wonder.
Jacob saw my tears and it only made him more panicked. He brushed them away with his fingers. "Renesmee! What. Is. Wrong?" he demanded. I quickly grabbed his hand and put it against my stomach next to mine. "Wait for it...okay! Feel that?" I looked at his face. He was staring with wide eyes down at my stomach and yanked his hand back as if it had just shocked him. "No, it's okay," I assured him, taking his hand again. The baby nudged him again, and this time he didn't pull away. He left his hand there and his eyes met mine.
"You're pregnant."
"Yes." My eyes filled with tears again, spilling over onto my cheeks. Jacob brushed them away with his lips.
"How do you feel about this?" I asked hesitantly. He'd WANTED a baby, but now he just seemed plain freaked.
"I..." he couldn't seem to form words. He was speechless. A single tear rolled down his cheek.
"Oh, Jake!" I wrapped my arms around him and he still rested his hand against my stomach. We sat back down on the couch, hands on my stomach, waiting for the nudges.
"Let's go tell Carlisle," Jacob suggested, keeping one hand on my stomach and holding the other. At least someone was sane. It felt like the world was spinning around me. I could hardly walk.
We arrived breathless at the house. "Feeling better?" Dad asked me in a concerned tone. "Oh, Dad!" I said, throwing my arms around him. He hugged me back confused, meeting Jacob's eye behind me. He froze and I pulled away. "Oh." he said. Mom tugged on his arm. "What, Edward?" she asked anxiously. Dad was still frozen. "Mom, I'm pregnant!" I told her. Her mouth popped open wide. "Nessie!" she squealed. "I'm so happy for you!" she gave Jacob a hug as well, who was grinning so wide that it looked like it would split his face open. Dad recovered eventually and hugged us both. "I'm so happy for you two!" he said. "How are you feeling, Jake?" "So, so happy," Jake replied, another tear sliding down his cheek. I smiled a teary smile up at him. Mom laughed. "Well, Jake, you're doing much better than Edward was when he found out I was pregnant! He was frozen for almost ten minutes!" she laughed a bell like laugh. Dad looked at her and she looked back, her smile fading. Their eyes widened with alarm.
I stiffened, completely forgetting how I'd almost killed my mother when she was pregnant. What if my beautiful baby was actually going to harm me like I did my mother? Jacob had the same horror-struck expression as me and my parents. "Let's go see Grandpa," I choked out, taking his hand and pulling him upstairs. Mom started to come with us, but Dad stopped her. "They'll tell us later," I heard him say. We would tell Grandpa that I was pregnant, and if he could get a picture on the ultrasound, there was probably nothing to worry about. I hadn't shown up on the ultrasound and I had grown at an alarmingly fast rate, which had been very bad. Aunt Alice wouldn't be able to see the baby because of Jacob's involval, so that would make things complicated, but Grandpa was a skilled doctor and would moniter the fetus and figure out what my pregnancy would be like.
I knocked on Grandpa's study door. "Come in!" he said. I opened the door; my hand was so shaky that I wasn't sure how I managed this. Grandpa glanced up from his book and took in my teary expression. He jumped up and was by my side in a flash. "Nessie! Sweetheart, what--" I shook my head and just put his hand on my stomach just as the baby kicked. I looked up at him and he was shaking his head, his eyes wide. "Impossible," he whispered. "No, I didn't think it was possible..." "What, Grandpa?" I asked. His face was whiter than bone. "Not you, too!" he groaned, dropping his head into his hands. For once, his inner calm was shaken. I led him over to a chair; he was a little unsteady, like a real, old grandpa. He collapsed in he chair and looked up at me wearily.
"With you being half human, yet also half vampire, I never thought it was possible for you to conceive," he told us, but mostly talking to me. "That's why I didn't worry. When your mother was pregnant a few years ago, it nearly killed her. But a vampire's body doesn't change. I did research and tried to figure out how it would happen if you could get pregnant. But I came up blank. I thought the vampire in you would prevent you from having children. But it seems you got a little more of your mom's side, after all..." he trailed off, looking at us both. "Well there's really no sense in worrying if we don't even know what's in there!" he tapped my stomach lightly with his index finger. "Let's try an ultrasound." He led us both into a room that we rarely used, filled with X-ray equipment, blood bags, and bags full of tools. He had me lay on the table connected to the ultrasound and its moniter. I pulled my shirt up to reveal my stomach so that he could rub the gel on it. My stomach hadn't changed at all; it was still flat, but every so often, my skin would move and I would feel the baby's kick.
Grandpa turned on the ultrasound and it hummed a little. He rubbed the cool gel onto my stomach, then started to try to form a picture with the ultrasound. Jacob held my hand and it was so quiet that you could have heard a pin drop. The moniter finally showed the results and a great sigh of relief went around.
There on the moniter was the distinct outline of a baby.
Grandpa peered closer at it. "I can't tell the gender yet," he told us. "However, it's bigger than a normal baby would be at this stage of development, and I want you to come back tomorrow so we can moniter its growth."
"Does the picture mean anything?" Jacob asked worriedly. "Like, will she have a Bella-like pregnancy or a normal one?"
"Neither, as far as I know right now," Grandpa admitted. "However, being able to see the baby means that it's most likely hardly a vampire. It's a combination of werewolf and human." I smiled at Jacob, liking this.
"Thank-you, Grandpa," I said, the tears running down my cheeks. He hugged me back. "Your welcome, sweetie. And don't forget; tomorrow I want you in here as well. We need to keep a careful growth chart." "Will do," I said.
As we closed the door behind us, leaving Grandpa to clean up his equipment, I turned to Jacob. "We're going to be parents!" I told him excitedly. His eyes shone down at me. "I know," he said, kissing me. "It's the most amazing feeling I've ever felt." We stayed like that for a while, arms around each other in the hallway, trying to let the confirmation of parenthood sink in.