Alright! Let's go! I'm excited for some reason! Oh, yeah, now I remember why! You'll understand at the end of the chapter.

-Jumps up and down with anticipation-

Days until ultrasound: 0


Today was the day of my ultrasound, the day where I'd find out if it was twins. For some reason, I had a weird, queasy feeling that told me it was, and yet that didn't seem quite right.

Edward had been moping around a lot lately, and I soon found why. His mother had just died in the hospital, and now he had no mother. Carlisle claimed that it would be no trouble at all to get the rights to keep Edward–all he'd have to do was adopt him, he said. Somehow I didn't believe him, but I decided to keep my mouth shut. It wouldn't do any good if I spoke up.

Through the depression and death, we were all trying to keep our spirits with new beginnings. It seemed to me like the baby was the only thing any of us had to look forward to. It was kind of sad, but I didn't say that, either. We all knew it anyways.

Meanwhile, I was practically bouncing up and down with excitement. "Alice," said Jasper, amused. "Calm down. It's not like we're going to know the gender. It's too early for that. We're just going to see if it's healthy."

"Don't call him an 'it'" I pouted.

Jasper smiled. "We don't know the gender yet, Alice. Do you have a better idea?"

"No," I said slowly. "But that's beside the point!" He laughed, a wonderful sound. It always made me smile.

"Come on," he said. "Let's go. We don't want to be late."


The hospital where Carlisle worked wasn't anything special. I'd been there before, to my misfortune, when Emmett beat me up a couple months back and a couple years back as well. Emmett was, as I'd learned, very strong and very big.

These were the only times I'd been to the hospital, however, and so it did not bring back very good memories. Then again, what kind of hospital would?

Now I could only hope that the hospital would give us good news, and perhaps that would change my opinion of it. Until then, I would continue to be unnerved inside the sterilized, completely white place.

As if reading my mind, Carlisle said as we walked inside, "The hospital isn't always a place of hurt, Jasper. Sometimes it can be quite pleasant here." Yeah, I thought dryly. Sometimes.

We were greeted by a receptionist. She had curly brown hair and smiling, light blue eyes. "Hello," she said, almost mechanically. "What can I help you with?"

"They're with me," said Carlisle. "This little lady here is going in for an ultrasound." He gave a nod and smile at Alice. I was impressed. He was looking quite happy for someone who spent the last night sleeping in the feeble position.

"Oh, how exciting," said the receptionist. "Carlisle, you know the way."

He gave a nod at the receptionist and led us down the hall with a sigh. "Wait!" there was a voice behind us, and we all spun around to see who it was. I saw Alice smile in the corner of my eye.

"Cynthia!" she cried happily, wrapping her sister in an embrace. "You made it!"

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," said Cynthia, and I believed her.


It was very awkward, lying there on the table in a hospital gown. Though this wasn't Carlisle's exact line of expertise, he was the one to perform the ultrasound. This was good, because I was familiar with him. He moved the wand over my stomach, and up on the screen came a white peanut shape. Carlisle gasped. "Oh, dear."

"What?" Jasper asked, running over with panic. "Is something wrong?"

"No, no, nothing's wrong. It's just that…well, look here. See that?" he pointed to a shape on the screen. "That's your baby." Jasper nodded, knowing there was more to come. "And look here. See that? That's another baby."

"Twins?" Jasper gasped, looking astounded.

"No," Carlisle said grimly. "See here? That's a third baby. It's triplets."

"T-triplets?" Jasper stammered. "You can't be serious."

"I am," said Carlisle. "Congratulations."

My gaze went to Cynthia, who was standing some distance away, looking frozen in shock. I looked at Bella and Edward, who were looking at each other with surprise. I looked at Rosalie and Emmett. Emmett looked surprised, though not stunned, and Rosalie looked…happy. I looked to Carlisle. He looked grim, as if he knew how impossible it would be to raise three children at the same time, and Jasper's face was blank.

He and I exchanged looks. "Wow," said Jasper. I nodded in agreement.

"Wow," I echoed.

"That sure does complicate things," said Jasper.

"Yep," I agreed.

"I'll take one," Bella said faintly. "If that helps. I'll raise it like my own…in my spare time."

"I'll take two," said Rosalie. There was a hint of sarcasm in her voice, but, to my surprise, I could tell she was mostly serious.

"We can't let you raise our baby," I protested.

"Babies," Carlisle corrected.

"Babies," I said, a little exasperated. "These are ours."

"But can we really take care of three?" Jasper asked, sounding distant.

"We'll help you," Edward said, sounding determined. "Whenever we can, we'll help you. We'll get through this. You can count on us."


"Jenni?" I called through the house. No answer. "Jenni!"

"Rose," my sister came into view. "What happened? Is Alice's baby okay?"

"Don't you mean babies?" I said, excitement flooding through my voice.

"Twins?" Jenni looked surprised.

"Triplets," I corrected. "Alice and Jasper will be so busy, they'll have to let me help them."

"Congratulations, Rosalie," said Jenni. "I hope you find all the happiness you need."

"What do you mean?" I said slowly. "Jenni? You're acting weird."

"Am I?" Jenni cocked her head at me. "I think three babies are way too much for six teenagers to handle. What when you can't even have your own."

"What are you getting at?"

Jenni shrugged before she turned and walked up the stairs, a mischievous smile on her face. She was scaring me. I'd always been able to trust her before without a simple hint of doubt, ever since she'd been brought home from the hospital years ago…

A frightening question immerged into my mind. How old is Jenni? I couldn't remember. I couldn't remember growing up with her, either. I couldn't remember anything about her, nothing from before a year ago, the day Alice arrived in Forks…

"Jenni!" I shouted, feeling scared to the core of my bones. I ran after her and into her room. "Jen–" She was gone. My sister was gone.

The only sign that she had ever even been there was a note, written in red ink that lay on the desk.

Dear Miss Rosalie Hale,
By now you've probably figured out that Jenni L. Hale does not exist. Blows your mind, doesn't it? You're probably wondering how we did it. All we had to do was make you believe you had a sister, which wasn't hard with the help of a girl named Evadne Sawyer. From there, it wasn't hard to get you to trust the girl who posed as your sister.
By the way, Blondie, congratulations. You're an orphan.

Oh yeah. Didn't expect that, now did ya? You can't have, because I didn't plan it. I was going to stop it when they found out about the triplets, but that seemed terribly short, so I figured I ought to stretch it out a little with a Rosalie bit. In the middle of that, I suddenly thought of the idea. It's a good way to get Rosalie to live with Carlisle, no? I was going to do Royce, but…he can come in later.

This is the last chapter that has any other point of view besides Jasper and Alice, by request of xoxo123.

By the way, I've never had an ultrasound done before (obviously) and so it may be a bit off. No flames about that, please.

Names, names, names! I cannot stress that enough. If you have a girls' name and I think it's better than what I have, I will use it. Boys' names, too. I've gotten good suggestions, yes, but I want more choices! Something you don't see every day, but not something like 'Renesmee'. Nothing Asian, if you don't mind. An old-fashioned name, something you just don't see anymore. Nothing cutesy, like for the triplets; nothing like Aaron and Karen. The trick is to make each name individual. Maybe something mythical, something that gives you the shivers with how good it is. That's a maybe, though.

Lots of guidelines, I know, but there are thousands of names that follow them.

Review! Request (names)! Pie!