A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85

“Are you tired, baby?” Jacob asked.
Renesmee nodded. “Yes, I think so. I don’t want to go home yet, though.”
Bella leaned forward and rested her head on Edward’s shoulder. “I could fall asleep right here, I
think.”
Edward took her hand and squeezed gently. “Are you ready to go to the hotel?”
She nodded. “Yes, I am.”
They stood up. “Let’s plan on meeting at the hospital around noon tomorrow,” Edward said.
“We’ll be there,”
~*~
Renesmee sat on the bed with her back against the wall. It had been a week since her parents flew
back to Chicago. Her father had done the things he promised he’d do, and the results were not
good. Everything, including the hazy ultrasound, suggested that not only was she not pregnant, but
that she couldn’t ever have a baby. Her body no longer worked the way it used to, and she simply
wasn’t fertile.
She knew Jacob was upset about it. He hadn’t touched her in any kind of sexual way since they’d
gotten the results back. She couldn’t blame him, either. Part of the imprint meant she should be
able to give him children. She hugged her legs tighter and pressed her face into her knees. She was
grateful that he at least still seemed to love her. She just hoped they could get over this soon; she
missed him even when he was laying right beside her. She wished he was there. He’d left a while
earlier to go on his patrol. As the days passed, he’d been taking it more and more often. She could
only assume he just needed to be away from her and everything she couldn’t give to him.
Jacob sat watching the purple flames rise. There was no satisfaction in ripping a Bloodsucker apart
anymore. All he wanted was more. In reality, he wanted only one. He wanted to resurrect one
specific, psychotic Bloodsucker only to rip him apart, put him back together, and do it all over again.
Again and again until he got back what the fucker had taken from him and his imprint.
Jake? Quil asked when he shifted.
Jacob sighed. Didn’t I tell you fuckers to leave me alone?
Yeah, like four days ago. What’s going on? The pack knew about the test. They also knew their
Alpha wasn’t handling the news well.
You know damn good and well what’s going on. Go away.
Quil shook his head. No can do, Boss. You’ve got to knock it off.
Jacob looked over at his pack mate, sitting twenty yards away, and growled. You’re out of line, Quil.
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