-Esme-
I want Renesmee to have everything I couldn't. The Mbwa mwitu loups imprint to carry on the line. It should be perfecly salama for her. Carlisle says it will be fine.
She's a lot like Bella. She wants to have a child, if it kills her. Which it won't.
I know it won't.
-Carlisle-
I see no reason for Renesmee not to have a child. It will be around 75% human, after all. But still, if she chooses any other option, I will not stand in her way. I believe Jasper is with me on this, too.
I want Renesmee to have everything I couldn't. The Mbwa mwitu loups imprint to carry on the line. It should be perfecly salama for her. Carlisle says it will be fine.
She's a lot like Bella. She wants to have a child, if it kills her. Which it won't.
I know it won't.
-Carlisle-
I see no reason for Renesmee not to have a child. It will be around 75% human, after all. But still, if she chooses any other option, I will not stand in her way. I believe Jasper is with me on this, too.
-Renesmee-
kwa the time we landed for THE LAST TIME, I was really tired, despite sleeping like a rock the entire time.
"Emmett is going to personally ensure your permanent skin tone becomes bright red," Jacob remarked.
I scowled at him; I hated that I blushed so frequently.
"But I like it," he grinned. "It makes wewe look cute."
"Are wewe on his side au mine?" I almost growled at him. I was NOT in the mood for this.
"Yours," he said, still grinning.
"Great. Then please be zaidi supportive."
"Yes, ma'am," he said, saluting me.
"Whatever," I mumbled as we stepped into the cab.
* * *
kwa the time we reached Forks, I was still incredibly tired.
The last thing I remembered was steeping out of the cab, and making it eight steps before my legs folded underneath me and Jacob's warm arms catching me before I fell.
I blinked my eyes closed, too exhausted to move.
kwa the time we landed for THE LAST TIME, I was really tired, despite sleeping like a rock the entire time.
"Emmett is going to personally ensure your permanent skin tone becomes bright red," Jacob remarked.
I scowled at him; I hated that I blushed so frequently.
"But I like it," he grinned. "It makes wewe look cute."
"Are wewe on his side au mine?" I almost growled at him. I was NOT in the mood for this.
"Yours," he said, still grinning.
"Great. Then please be zaidi supportive."
"Yes, ma'am," he said, saluting me.
"Whatever," I mumbled as we stepped into the cab.
* * *
kwa the time we reached Forks, I was still incredibly tired.
The last thing I remembered was steeping out of the cab, and making it eight steps before my legs folded underneath me and Jacob's warm arms catching me before I fell.
I blinked my eyes closed, too exhausted to move.