I stood over my wife's body, running my hand over her head. I had been so awful to her over the course of this pregnancy, this past month and a half. I had barely spent anytime with her and now I have to look at her like this... I was broken from my thought's as someone entered the room.

"Emmett." Edward said roughly. I looked up at him sadly, removing my forehead from (Y/n)'s. "They're coming. I can hear their thoughts. They're going to kill Emalie."

I looked back at (Y/n) and kissed her forehead once and smoothed out her hair.

"Alice, Bella." Edward shouted. We all rushed outside and stood on the lower porch.

"We're out numbered." Bella said.

"By a lot." Alice agreed.

"I won't let them hurt my family." I grunted and stood tall and firm.

"They won't have the chance to get close enough." Edward nodded, standing firmly as well.

A large pack of wolves, entered the tree line. I made eye contact with Sam and then they charged. The four of us ran at the eight wolves. We each got our hands around their backs, stopping them from getting to the house. Pushing them backward's. Sam pinned me to the ground, and I could hear Alice screeching. Edward ran at Sam knocking him off me. Carlisle and Esme came bursting through the woods, with Jasper and Henry on their tails. Jasper knocked the wolf off Alice.

Our family all stood together, and ran at the wolves again. Knocking into them, punching and kicking them back towards the forest. Seth and Leah appeared in their wolf forms fighting on our side. Henry was pushed up a tree and punched the wolf's snapping jaws away from him. Sam and I kept going after one another. The wolves managed an advantage, pushing us all against the porch wall.

Jacob jumped over the railing at that moment and stood between us and the wolves.

"Stop! It's over." Jacob demanded. Sam tried to move around him, lunging for me again, but Jacob stood in his way. "If you kill her, you kill me!" He shouted, and Sam lunged again, forcing Jacob to shift.

Jacob stalked forward and I watched with wide eyes, confused as to what was going on. He didn't seem to care about Emalie a half hour ago. The wolves all stood up, attention raised to Jacob. He stalked in front of Sam and snarled loudly.

"Jacob imprinted." Edward explained simply putting a hand on my shoulder. My brows furrowed as I looked between him and Jacob's wolf form. Eyes widening realizing the only person he could have imprinted on... was my daughter. I took a step forward as I met Jacob's plea-filled eyes. Edward holding tightly to my shoulder. I looked back at him. "They can't hurt her, now. Whoever a wolf imprints on can't be harmed. It's their most absolute law."

The wolves turned away and walked back into the woods. Jacob huffed a breath at them and returned his gaze back to mine. I narrowed my eyes and gave him a look showing we were going to need to have a little talk. But first, I needed Carlisle to look over my wife and prayed to god she wasn't really dead. We walked inside together and he looked over her body. Edward and Bella stood on either side of me, watching as he worked his way around her. He lifted his head and looked at me.

"You did it, Emmett." He smiled. "She's changing."

"But she shouldn't be this still." Bella said with her arms crossed.

"I believe that's the work of the morphine." Carlisle assured her, he looked back at me. "We should get her cleaned up. The rest of you should go hunt now."

I let out a breath of relief and walked over to her, placing a kiss on her forehead. I gathered a bucket with warm water and a sponge, Carlisle grabbed towels and Alice gave me clothes to change her into.

Alice, Edward, Bella, and Rosalie were leaving to feed. Jasper went with them and Henry stayed behind.

"I can wait." Rosalie tried to convince them, holding Emalie in her arms. "I'll just wait until Emmett's finished cleaning (Y/n) up then I'll go. I'll catch up." She tried to convince us and I chuckled and shook my head.

"Rose, give me my daughter. I've held for like, two minutes. Go get fed and then when you come back you can take her again." I told her and she sighed. She kissed Emalie's little forehead and put her in my arms. "You'll officially get introduced as soon as they get back." I cooed at my daughter.

Rosalie kissed Henry as he entered the room and the others all left afterwards. Henry walked towards me and slapped a hand on my shoulder. He looked over at the little bundle in my arms and chuckled.

"Good thing she looks like her Mother. Look's like she only inherited your hair." Henry joked.

"Yeah, she certainly looks like her Momma. Huh, Emma. You look like your Mom don't you. You're so beautiful just like her." I cooed at her earning a smile from my baby. A small hand reached up towards my face and I leaned down, letting her touch my cheek.

I gasped as I could see images of (Y/n), being put in my mind. I could hear (Y/n)'s muffled voice talking to Emalie in her belly, I could hear my own voice and what I looked like as I looked down at her. She removed her hand and I looked at her shocked and in awe.

"What? What just happened?" Henry asked.

"I, uh, I don't know. It's like she touched my face and I could see images of (Y/n). Like she showed them to me because we were talking about her." I said with a smile. "Wow, she must be gifted."

"Can I hold her while you change (Y/n)?" Henry asked softly and held his hand's out. I nodded and carefully placed her in his arms, reminding him to watch her head. "Wow." He chuckled. "She's so small. It's been a long time, since I've held a baby. Last time was probably when you were born." He chuckled, and I shook my head. Emalie reached up and he did the same allowing her to touch his face and he gasped softly as well. "I'm your Uncle Henry. I'm daddy's big brother." He explained softly.

"What happened?" I asked curiously.

"It's weird. She showed me myself, but like I could feel or maybe even hear her asking who I am. That was... amazing." He breathed.

"Come on, Carlisle's with (Y/n). We should introduce them and ask him about it." I led him back into the room that had since been cleaned up. Carlisle and Esme stood ready with the sponge to clean up (Y/n). "Carlisle." I got his attention. "Uh, I think you two should meet your granddaughter." I chuckled and he smiled walking over to us and held out his hand's.

"Yes, I suppose I should." Carlisle laughed softly and took her gently into his arms.

"I think she's gifted." I stated firmly.

"Really?" Esme asked raising her eyebrow. "How so?"

"Uh, well. When you hold her and she touches your face, she can show you images. But it's also like she talks to you in your mind." I chuckled nervously and gestured my head at my baby girl.

"Hmm." Carlisle said and looked over the baby, giving her a quick check up.

"What's her name?" Esme asked.

"Emalie Renesmee Cullen." I told her proudly. She gasped and looked adoringly at my daughter.

"Hi, Emalie. I'm your Grandpa Carlisle. Can you show me what you did for daddy?" Carlisle cooed softly at her. Emma's hand raised to his cheek and did the same thing again. "Fascinating." He breathed. "She's much smarter than a regular human child. Though, I suppose given the circumstances, it's understandable. She's definitely gifted."

"Okay, my turn." Esme said with her usual soft sweet smile and Carlisle handed her the baby.

"I'm going to clean, (Y/n) up now. And get her dressed." I announced and quickly kissed Emma's forehead. "I'll see you in a bit, sweetheart." I pushed her tiny tuffs of black hair back on her head making her hum. I chuckled. "You're mom does that too."

Esme and Henry left the room, as Carlisle helped me with (Y/n). We cleaned her up and I changed her into a beautiful blue dress. When she was set and ready once more, I grabbed Emalie from Esme and we sat next to her side. I cooed and talked to her, about anything and everything I could think of. Assuring her, that her mommy would wake up soon. After a few hours when the rest of the family got back, including Jacob, who had left to inform his father of all that had occurred. I stood up from my seat at (Y/n)'s side and kissed her forehead. We left the room to meet everyone.

"Now." I announced getting everyone's attention. "I know some of you have met her already, but I'd like to give a formal introduction. Everyone this is Emalie Renesmee Cullen. Or Emma, as we've decided to nickname her and she's gifted." I said and their eyes got wide, besides those who already knew.

"She's gifted?" Bella asked in awe. Emma put a hand to my cheek and I chuckled.

"That's right, that voice is you're Aunty Bella." I told her as she showed me her memories of her voice in her mom's belly, of her first glance at her face. I felt her asking to be held by her. "Sure, as long as she wants to." I told her.

"What?" Bella asked with a smile.

"She wants you to hold her."

"Oh, of course I want to hold her!" Bella laughed and opened her arms, I gently placed her into them.

"That's amazing." Edward said looking at the little girl in his wife's arms in awe. "It's almost like my gift except backwards. Instead of reading thoughts, she can project her own into someone's mind while touching them. She's also is showing memories of her's to you." He explained as Emalie was touching Bella's cheek. Bella laughed and nodded her head.

"That's right, kiddo. I'm going to be your favorite aunt. Oh, yes, I meant it when I said you can come to me when your parents say no." Emma made a cooing sound at her with a bright beautiful smile.

"Oh no, I'm her favorite Aunt." Rosalie said proudly walking over to the pair. She looked down at Emma and smiled. "We will have all kinds of fun."

"Wait, what about me?" Alice giggled and skipped over looking at the baby. "I'll be your real, secret favorite. We'll have tea parties and dress up time. You'll be the best dressed baby the world has ever seen." Alice cooed, making the group of us all laugh.

They each took turns holding Emma until it came to Jacob's turn. Reminding me of the occurring events earlier.

"You and I need to talk first." I told him sternly crossing my arms. Jacob gulped slightly and nodded. We walked out to the back yard together. "You have about two minutes to explain before I tear your head off."

"Ok, listen. It's really not what you think it is. There's no romantic feeling involved right now." Jacob said quickly.

"Right now?" I growled and he put his hands up.

"It's a involuntary mechanism that all shape shifter's have. There's stages. Right now, Em's a baby so the only thing I feel is the need to protect her, I swear. Protect her and be her friend. Nothing else, weird." I raised an eyebrow at him and huffed. "You'll never have to worry about her getting hurt with me around. I'd put my life on the line for her. She's the person that has all my attention. The only one that matter's now."

"So you're not still trying to steal my wife away from me?" I huffed.

"No. I don't feel that way for (Y/n) anymore."

"Wait until, she hears about this. She's going to kick your ass." I chuckled, losing my stiff composure.

"I'm expecting it." Jake sighed slightly.

"Fine, as long as we're understood. You can come back in." I told him and we headed back inside to see my daughter.

Three long, terrifying days past. (Y/n) still hadn't woken up, but that honestly wasn't the scariest part. Emalie had already nearly doubled in size in three days. She looked like a six month old. She could sit basically on her own, hold things in her little hands. She grew in front of our very eyes at an alarming rate. Carlisle decided to keep writing in his journal about her. Noting everything little thing down. Doing constant Dr. Checkup's on her. We were completely and utterly worried about her.

"Emmett." Carlisle said as I held and played with my daughter on the floor. I looked up at him.

"Yeah?"

"It's time." He gave me a knowing look. I looked to Jacob who grinned from beside me and gestured for me to go on ahead. I looked down at Emalie and kissed her.

"You're going to see Mommy really soon, sweetheart." Emma clapped in response. She'd been asking for the past three days for her mom.

I picked her up and sat her with Jacob and walked to the office where her body still laid. I watched her from the side as her sickly looking form disappeared right before my eyes. Her skin turned pale white, hard as stone, cold as ice. Every mark and scar disappeared, dissolving into her skin. Her body gained it's natural weight back and her broken bones fixed themselves. Her hair that had turned a grayish (Y/h/c), was returning to it's normal bright (Y/h/c) color.

Then, finally (Y/n)'s blood red eyes opened for me.