Fanfic: Ours
Title: Ours
Fandom: Twilight
Character/Pairing: Jacob/Bella
Rating: PG
Summary: "I hope it's a girl!" he cried abruptly. "Or maybe a boy."
Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me.
Notes: Totally written before the spoiler, I swear.
Pregnancy was not something I had ever thought I would experience. Even before I met Edward, which changed my perceptions on everything concerning my future, being a mother seemed so incredibly far out of the realm of possibility for my life.
The Bella Swan I knew then didn't think a girl like her would ever get married, much less reproduce. I hadn't thought about the future then, whether I would want kids or not.
That's why it had been so easy for me to push aside my future without a second thought in exchange for eternity with Edward.
Until Jacob had shown me what I'd be missing. There were things I hadn't been willing to give up, and I thank God he made me see it.
It had taken me awhile to realize it, but I wanted a life.
My lips curled into a smile as I thought about my Jacob. I looked down at the pregnancy test in my hand. He would be ecstatic when I told him about this.
Maybe Bella Swan had never wanted children, but Bella Black sure did.
I practically screamed it at him the moment he walked through the door. He paused, in the middle of closing the door behind him, and stared at me in shock.
I saw him take in the wide grin that was spread across my face, and the way I was bouncing up and down with excitement.
"We're having a baby?" he asked.
I couldn't get any words out through my excited, almost hysterical giggling. I simply nodded.
In a moment he was across the room and I was in his arms. His pure, unadulterated joy was evident, rolling off him in waves. He swung me around in a wide circle and wouldn't stop until I threatened morning sickness in the afternoon.
He set me down and began kissing my neck softly, chattering happily in between kisses about plans for the future. About how he'd stop phasing immediately, so we could age together.
Ah, aging. A concept I used to dread, now sounded so utterly appealing.
"I hope it's a girl!" he cried abruptly. "Or maybe a boy."
I laughed before capturing his lips with my own in a sweet, lovely kiss that didn't last long enough. He pulled away to press kiss after kiss to my stomach instead, where I felt rather than heard him whispering softly to the tiny life inside.
I couldn't make out the words, but he was being so unbearably sweet. It was moments like this that I couldn't imagine how I'd ever been willing to live without him.
I pulled him back up to me by the hair. I smiled. "The baby doesn't have ears yet, Jake," I said, my voice teasing.
"You're just jealous," he accused with a grin.
"I'm not jealous!" I replied indignantly. "All I'm saying is that if you're going to be doing all that kissing and whispering, you should do it with someone who will appreciate it."
"I wonder where I can find someone like that?"
I brought my lips to his. It felt like it had been forever since I'd kissed him. He responded enthusiastically, wrapping his arms around me and squeezing carefully. I didn't want to ever pull away. My hands wrapped around his neck as if to hold him there.
But then I did pull away, abruptly, unable to avoid exclaiming. "A baby, Jacob!"
I moved a hand to hold it over my stomach. There wasn't any sign of a bump yet, but I felt like I could feel something there. Jacob moved to kiss my stomach again, and this time I let him.
He was murmuring again. "Our baby."
Fandom: Twilight
Character/Pairing: Jacob/Bella
Rating: PG
Summary: "I hope it's a girl!" he cried abruptly. "Or maybe a boy."
Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me.
Notes: Totally written before the spoiler, I swear.
Pregnancy was not something I had ever thought I would experience. Even before I met Edward, which changed my perceptions on everything concerning my future, being a mother seemed so incredibly far out of the realm of possibility for my life.
The Bella Swan I knew then didn't think a girl like her would ever get married, much less reproduce. I hadn't thought about the future then, whether I would want kids or not.
That's why it had been so easy for me to push aside my future without a second thought in exchange for eternity with Edward.
Until Jacob had shown me what I'd be missing. There were things I hadn't been willing to give up, and I thank God he made me see it.
It had taken me awhile to realize it, but I wanted a life.
My lips curled into a smile as I thought about my Jacob. I looked down at the pregnancy test in my hand. He would be ecstatic when I told him about this.
Maybe Bella Swan had never wanted children, but Bella Black sure did.
I practically screamed it at him the moment he walked through the door. He paused, in the middle of closing the door behind him, and stared at me in shock.
I saw him take in the wide grin that was spread across my face, and the way I was bouncing up and down with excitement.
"We're having a baby?" he asked.
I couldn't get any words out through my excited, almost hysterical giggling. I simply nodded.
In a moment he was across the room and I was in his arms. His pure, unadulterated joy was evident, rolling off him in waves. He swung me around in a wide circle and wouldn't stop until I threatened morning sickness in the afternoon.
He set me down and began kissing my neck softly, chattering happily in between kisses about plans for the future. About how he'd stop phasing immediately, so we could age together.
Ah, aging. A concept I used to dread, now sounded so utterly appealing.
"I hope it's a girl!" he cried abruptly. "Or maybe a boy."
I laughed before capturing his lips with my own in a sweet, lovely kiss that didn't last long enough. He pulled away to press kiss after kiss to my stomach instead, where I felt rather than heard him whispering softly to the tiny life inside.
I couldn't make out the words, but he was being so unbearably sweet. It was moments like this that I couldn't imagine how I'd ever been willing to live without him.
I pulled him back up to me by the hair. I smiled. "The baby doesn't have ears yet, Jake," I said, my voice teasing.
"You're just jealous," he accused with a grin.
"I'm not jealous!" I replied indignantly. "All I'm saying is that if you're going to be doing all that kissing and whispering, you should do it with someone who will appreciate it."
"I wonder where I can find someone like that?"
I brought my lips to his. It felt like it had been forever since I'd kissed him. He responded enthusiastically, wrapping his arms around me and squeezing carefully. I didn't want to ever pull away. My hands wrapped around his neck as if to hold him there.
But then I did pull away, abruptly, unable to avoid exclaiming. "A baby, Jacob!"
I moved a hand to hold it over my stomach. There wasn't any sign of a bump yet, but I felt like I could feel something there. Jacob moved to kiss my stomach again, and this time I let him.
He was murmuring again. "Our baby."