His Golden Haze Part II

And Then There Was Three

A/N: Masen William or Aria Sarah, who's ready for number 3?!

Chapter 32: And Then There Was Three

Jacob POV:

“Eight centimeters. Nearly there. Couple hours at the most.”

It had been nothing but medical talk since 6 am. At least Ness looked better than she did yesterday, she was even able to eat some of the frittata Bella brought over from the guest house. While she ate, I went out on a run to relieve all the crooks in my neck and back from sitting in the chair all night. Quil and Seth were running and were happy to know that Ness and the baby were doing okay. Seth was on his way to Sue’s to help her clean out the garage and Quil was on his way to Sam and Emily's. Things with the pack have been pretty calm since we got our new member. He seemed to get along great with everyone much to everyone's delight.

When I came back from my run, Ness was busy FaceTiming the kids. They were so happy to see the both of us and we're happily telling us how Emmett is able to get pennies out of their ear and how Alice got them clothes to play dress up as their favorite characters. I'm sure Jay and Chloë will enjoy pretending to be Ariel and Baymax while their costumes still fit. We ended the call when Edward came in with a glass of O Negative and Jasper wanting the kids to get ready for a bath.

“Mmm, magic.” Ness made grabby hands for the glass.

Edward chuckled and rolled his eyes while handing it to her. She downed it effortlessly and returned the glass with her pretty dimpled smile on her face. Bella’s shoulders shook in laughter at Ness being a goofball, it really was nice seeing her so calm through all the craziness going on with her body. Her contractions were getting closer and closer together, meaning our baby would come soon. She definitely felt it, even with the help of the epidural.

When it got tough, Ness found it easier to breathe through the contractions. That's when we got the birthing pool ready to go. Edward and Bella were in charge of that. Once the contraction passed, we made quick work getting her into the birthing pool. The warm water seemed to relax her muscles some but my poor Nessie still felt waves of pain. I did my best to be strong for her, to reassure her that everything would be okay. But quite frankly I just wanted to skip to the part where we were holding our baby and waiting for our older two to come home.

“Oh, oh! Rose, I've gotta push.” Nessie’s eyes shot open.

“Crap.” Rose muttered and quickly got in there with her, “Yep, I feel the head.”

What the hell?

Before I knew it Ness had her head to her chest, pushing with all her might. It never ceases to amaze me how strong she is. To do this three times is just insane. I was in awe, she was in total sync with her body. Rose didn't even have to tell her when to push. Soon the head was out, beautiful black hair. No more breaks now. Once the shoulders were out, the baby would slip out easily. Nessie took a sharp intake of air and bore down again, shrieking once the baby’s shoulders passed through her opening. And there she was in all her glory, my little Aria Sarah Black.  She let out a scream that rivaled her sister's, she was here and healthy.

I kissed all over Nessie's face while she cried tears of joy. I don't think I'll ever get over this sense of pride when I see my child come to the earth and watching how strong my wife was to do such an amazing thing. Carlisle took Aria from Rosalie's arms to clean her up and I took the opportunity to take her picture and send it out to everyone.

Aria Sarah Black, 7 pounds 7 ounces. November 14th. 11:23 am.

Her skin was just a hint darker than Jay’s but still lighter than mines. She was definitely heavier than Jay and Chloë when they were born but she was still so tiny. It was so cold outside of her mother's womb, especially in a Fork’s November and in her cold great grandfather’s arms. She needed her Daddy and I was more than happy when she was in my arms. Such a pretty girl. She looked a lot like my sisters but like me and Ness at the same time. Aria seemed to like being in my arms too, I had no problem warming up my little baby.