I took off early, long before sunrise was due. I'd gotten just a little bit of uneasy
sleep leaning against the side of the sofa. Edward woke me when Bella's face was
flushed, and he took my spot to cool her back down. I stretched and decided I was
rested enough to get some work done.
"Thank you," Edward said quietly, seeing my plans. "If the route is clear, they'll
Tillet you know."
It felt good to get back to my animal self. I was stiff from sitting still for so long. I
extended my stride, working out the kinks.
Morning, Jacob,Leah greeted me.
Good, you're up. How long's Seth been out?
Not out yet,Seth thought sleepily.Almost there. What do you need?
You think you got another hour in you?
Sure thing. No problem.Seth got to his feet right away, shaking out his fur.
Let's make the deep run,Itold Leah.Seth, take the perimeter.
Gotcha.Seth broke into an easy jog.
Off on another vampire errand,Leah grumbled.
You got a problem with that?
Of coursenot. I just loveto coddle those darling leeches.
Good. Let's see how fast we can run.
Okay, I'm definitely up forthat/
Leah was on the far western rim of the perimeter. Rather than cut close to the
Cullens' house, she stuck to the circle as she raced around to meet me. I sprinted
off straight east, knowing that even with the head start, she'd be
passing me soon if I took it easy for even a second.
Nose to the ground, Leah. This isn't a race, it's a reconnaissance mission.
I can do both and still kick your butt
I gave her that one. /know.
We took a winding path through the eastern mountains. It wasa familiar route.
We'd run these mountains when the vampires had left a year ago, making it part
of our patrol route to better protect the people here. Then we'd pulled back the
lines when the Cullens returned. This was their treaty land.
But that fact would probably mean nothing to Sam now. The treaty was dead.
The question today was how thin he was willing to spread his force. Was he looking
for stray Cullens to poach on their land or not? Had Jared spoken the truth or
taken advantage of the silence between us?
We got deeper and deeper into the mountains without finding any trace of the
pack. Fading vampire trails were everywhere, but the scents were familiar now. I
was breathing them in all day long.
I founda heavy, somewhat recent concentration on one particular trail – all of
them coming and going here except for Edward. Some reason for gathering that
must have been forgotten when Edward brought his dying pregnant wife home. I
gritted my teeth. Whatever it was, it had nothing to do with me.
Leah didn't push herself past me, though she could have now. I was paying more
attention to each new scent than I was to the speed contest. She kept to my right
side, running with me rather than racing against me.
Were getting pretty far out here,she commented.
Yeah. If Sam was hunting strays, we should have crossed his trail by now.
Makes more sense right now for him to bunker down in La Push,Leah
thought.He knows we're giving the bloodsuckers three extra sets of eyes and
legs. He's not going to be able to surprise them.
This was just a precaution, really.
Wouldn't want our precious parasites taking unnecessary chances.
Nope,I agreed, ignoring the sarcasm.
You've changed so much, Jacob. Talk about one-eighties.
You're not exactly the same Leah I've always known and loved, either.
True. Am I less annoying than Paul now?
Ah, sweet success.
We ran in silence again then. It was probably time to turn around, but neither of
us wanted to. It felt nice to run like this. We'd been staring at the same small circle
of atrail for too long. It felt good to stretch our muscles and take the rugged
terrain. We weren't in a huge hurry, so I thought maybe we should hunt on the
way back. Leah was pretty
Yum, yum,she thought sourly.
It's all in your head,I told her.That's the way wolves eat. It's natural. It tastes
fine. If you didn't think about it from a human perspective –
Forget the pep talk, Jacob. I'll hunt I don't have to like it
Sure, sure,I agreed easily. It wasn't my business if she wanted to make things
harder for herself.
She didn't add anything for a few minutes; I started thinking about turning back.
Thank you,Leah suddenly told me in a much different tone.
For letting me be. For letting me stay. You've been nicer than I had any right to
Er, no problem. Actually, I mean that. I don't mind having you here like I
thought I would.
She snorted, but it was a playful sound.What a glowing commendation!
Don't let it go to your head.
Okay – if you don't let this go to yours.She paused for a second. /think you make
a good Alpha. Not in the same way Sam does, but in your own way. You're
worth following, Jacob.
My mind went blank with surprise. It took me a second to recover enough to respond.
Er, thanks. Not totally sure I'll be able to stop that one from going to my head,
though. Where did that come from?
She didn't answer right away, and I followed the wordless direction of her
thoughts. She was thinking about the future – about what I'd said to Jared the
other morning. About how the time would be up soon, and then I'd go back to the
forest. About how I'd promised that she and Seth would return to the pack when
the Cullens were gone...
/want to stay with you, she told me.
The shock shot through my legs, locking my joints. She blew past me and then
put on the brakes. Slowly, she walked back to where I was frozen in place.
/won't be a pain, I swear. I won't follow you around. You can go wherever you
want, and I'll go where I want. You'll only have to put up with me when we're
both wolves. She paced back and forth in front of me, swishing her long gray tail
nervously.And, as I'm planning on quitting as soon as I can manage it... maybe
that won't be so often.
I didn't know what to say.
I'm happier now, as a part of your pack, than I have been in years.
I want to stay, too,Seth thought quietly. I hadn't realized he'd been paying much
attention to us as he ran the perimeter. /like this pack.
Hey, now! Seth, this isn't going to be a pack much longer.I tried to put my
thoughts together so they would convince him.We've got a purpose now, but
when... after that's over, I'm just going to go wolf. Seth, you need a purpose.
You're a good kid. You're the kind of person who always has a crusade. And
there's no way you're leaving La Push now. You're going to graduate from high
school and do something with your life. You're going to take care of Sue.
My issues are not going to mess up your future.
Jacob is rightLeah seconded.
You're agreeing with me?
Of course. But none of that applies tome. /was on my way out anyway. I'll get a
job somewhere away from La Push. Maybe take some courses at a community
college. Get into yoga and meditation to work on my temper issues.... And stay a
part of this pack for the sake of my mental well-being. Jacob – you can see how
that makes sense, right? I won't bother you, you won't bother me, everyone is
I turned back and started loping slowly toward the west.
This is a bit much to deal with, Leah. Let me think about it, 'kay?
Sure. Take your time.
It took us longer to make the run back. I wasn't trying for speed. I was just trying
to concentrate enough that I wouldn't plow headfirst into a tree. Seth was grumbling
a little bit in the back of my head, but I was able to ignore him. He knew I
was right. He wasn't going to abandon his mom. He would go back to La Push
and protect the tribe like he should.
But I couldn't see Leah doing that. And that was just plain scary.
A pack of the two of us? No matter the physical distance, I couldn't imagine the...
theintimacy of that situation. I wondered if she'd really thought it through, or if
she was just desperate to stay free.
Leah didn't say anything as I chewed it over. It was like she was trying to prove
how easy it would be if it was just us.
We ran into a herd of black-tailed deer just as the sun was coming up, brightening
the clouds a little bit behind us. Leah sighed internally but didn't hesitate. Her
lunge was clean and efficient – graceful, even. She took down the largest one, the
buck, before the startled animal fully understood the danger.
Not to be outdone, I swooped down on the next largest deer, snapping her neck
between my jaws quickly, so she wouldn't feel unnecessary pain. I could feel
Leah's disgust warring with her hunger, and I tried to make it easier for her by
letting the wolf in me have my head. I'd lived all-wolf for long enough that I knew
how to be the animal completely, to see his way and think his way. I let the practical
instincts take over, letting her feel that, too. She hesitated for a second, but
then, tentatively, she seemed to reach out with her mind and try to see my way. It
felt very strange – our minds were more closely linked than they had ever been
before, because we both weretrying to think together.
Strange, but it helped her. Her teeth cut through the fur and skin of her kill's
shoulder, tearing away a thick slab of streaming flesh. Rather than wince away as
her human thoughts wanted to, she let her wolf-self react instinctively. It was
kind of a numbing thing, a thoughtless thing. It let her eat in peace.
It was easy for me to do the same. And I was glad I hadn't forgotten this. This
would be my life again soon.
Was Leah going to be a part of that life? A week ago, I wouldve found that idea
beyond horrifying. I wouldn't've
been able to stand it. But I knew her better now. And, relieved from the constant
pain, she wasn't the same wolf. Not the same girl.
We ate together until we both were full.
Thanks,she told me later as she was cleaning her muzzle and paws against the
wet grass. I didn't bother; it had just started to drizzle and we had to swim the
river again on our way back. I'd get clean enough.That wasn't so bad, thinking
Seth was dragging when we hit the perimeter. I told him to get some sleep; Leah
and I would take over the patrol. Seth's mind faded into unconsciousness just
You headed back to the bloodsuckers?Leah asked.
It's hard for you to be there, but hard to stay away, too. I know how that feels.
You know, Leah, you might want to think a little bit about the future, about what
you really want to do. My head is not going to be the happiest place on earth. And
you'll have to suffer right along with me.
She thought about how to answer me.Wow, this is going to sound bad. But, honestly,
it will be easier to deal with your pain than face mine.
I know it's going to be bad for you, Jacob. I understand that – maybe better than
you think. I don't like her, but... she's your Sam. She's everything you want and
everything you can't have.
I couldn't answer.
/know it's worse for you. At least Sam is happy. At least he's alive and well. I
love him enough that I want that. I want him to have what's best for him. She
sighed.I just don't want to stick around to watch.
Do we need to talk about this?
I think we do. Because I want you to know that I won't make it worse for you.
Hell, maybe I'll even help. I wasn'tborna compassionless shrew. I used to be sort
of nice, you know.
My memory doesn't go that far back.
We both laughed once.
I'm sorry about this, Jacob. I'm sorry you're in pain. I'm sorry it's getting worse
and not better
She thought about the things that were worse, the black pictures in my head,
while I tried to tune her out without much success. She was able to look at them
with some distance, some perspective, and I had to admit that this was helpful. I
could imagine that maybe I would be able to see it that way, too, in a few years.
She saw the funny side of the daily irritations that came from hanging out
around vampires. She liked my ragging on Rosalie, chuckling internally and even
running through a few blonde jokes in her mind that I might be able
to work in. But then her thoughts turned serious, lingering on Rosalie's face in a
way that confused me.
You know what's crazy?she asked.
Well, almost everything is crazy right now. But what do you mean?
That blond vampire you hate so much – /totally get her perspective.
For a second I thought she was making a joke that was in very poor taste. And
then, when I realized she was serious, the fury that ripped through me was hard
to control. It was a good thing we'd spread out to run our watch. If she'd been
Hold up! Let me explain!
Don't want to hear it I'm outta here.
Wait! Wait!she pleaded as I tried to calm myself enough to phase back.C'mon,
Leah, this isn't really the best way to convince me that I want to spend more time
with you in the future.
Yeesh! What an overreaction. You don't even know what I'm talking about
So whatareyou talking about?
And then she was suddenly the pain-hardened Leah from before.I'm talking
about being a genetic dead end, Jacob.
The vicious edge to her words left me floundering. I hadn't expected to have my
I don't understand.
Youwould,if you weren't just like the rest of them. If my "female sfu/T – she
thought the words with a hard, sarcastic tone – didn't send you running for cover
just like any stupid male, so you could actually pay attention to what it all
Yeah, so none of us like to think about that stuff with her. Who would? Of course
I remembered Leah's panic that first month after she joined the pack – and I remembered
cringing away from it just like everyone else. Because she couldn't
bepregnant – not unless there was some really freaky religious immaculate crap
going on. She hadn't been with anyone since Sam. And then, when the weeks
dragged on and nothing turned into more nothing, she'd realized that her body
wasn't following the normal patterns anymore. The horror – whatwas she now?
Had her body changed because she'd become a werewolf? Or had she become a
werewolf because her body waswrong? The only female werewolf in the history of
forever. Was that because she wasn't as female as she should be?
None of us had wanted to deal with that breakdown. Obviously, it wasn't like we
You know why Sam thinks we imprint,she thought, calmer now.
Sure. To carry on the line.
Right. To make a bunch of new little werewolves. Survival of the species, genetic
override. You're drawn to the person who gives you the best chance to pass on the
I waited for her to tell me where she was qoinq with this.
If I was any good for that, Sam would have been drawn tome.
Her pain was enough that I broke stride under it.
But I'm not There's something wrong with me. I don't have the ability to pass on
the gene, apparently, despite my stellar bloodlines. So I become a freak – the
girlie-wolf – good for nothing else. I'm a genetic dead end and we both know it.
We do not,I argued with her.That's just Sam's theory. Imprinting happens, but
we don't know why. Billy thinks it's something else.
I know, I know. He thinks you're imprinting to makestrongerwolves. Because
you and Sam are such humongous monsters – bigger than our fathers. But either
way, I'm still not a candidate. I'm... I'm menopausal. I'm twenty years old
and I'm menopausal.
Ugh. Iso didn't want to have this conversation.You don't know that, Leah. It's
probably just the whole frozen-in-time thing. When you quit your wolf and start
getting older again, I'm sure things will... er... pick right back up.
/mightthink that – except that no one's imprinting onme,notwithstanding my
impressive pedigree. You know, she added thoughtfully,if you weren't around,
Seth would probably have the best claim to being Alpha – through his blood, at
least. Of course, no one would ever consider me....
You reallywantto imprint, or be imprinted on, or whichever? I
demanded.What's wrong with going out and falling in love like a normal person,
Leah? Imprinting is just another way of getting your choices taken away
Sam, Jared, Paul, Quit... they don't seem to mind.
None of themhave amind of their own.
You don't want to imprint?
That's just because you're already in love withher.That would go away, you
know, if you imprinted. You wouldn't have to hurt over her anymore.
Do you want to forget the way you feel about Sam?
She deliberated for a moment. /think I do.
I sighed. She was in a healthier place than I was.
But back to my original point, Jacob. I understand why your blond vampire is so
cold – in the figurative sense. She's focused. She's got her eyes on the prize,
right? Because you always want the very most what you can never, ever have.
Youwould act like Rosalie? Youwould murder someone – because that's what
she's doing, making sure no one interferes with Bella's death – you would do
that to have a baby? Since when are you a breeder?
I just want the options I don't have, Jacob. Maybe, if there was nothing wrong
with me, I would never give it a thought.
You would kill for that?I demanded, not letting her escape my question.
That's not what she's doing. I think it's more like she's living vicariously. And... if
Bella askedmeto help her with
this...She paused, considering.Even though I don't think too much of her, I'd
probably do the same as the bloodsucker.
A loud snarl ripped through my teeth.
Because, if it was turned around, I'd want Bella to do that for me. And so would
Rosalie. We'd both do it her way.
Ugh! You're as bad as they are!
That's the funny thing about knowing you can't have something. It makes you
And... that's my limit Right there. This conversation is over.
It wasn't enough that she'd agreed to stop. I wanted a stronger termination than
I was only about a mile from where I'd left my clothes, so I phased back to human
and walked. I didn't think about our conversation. Not because there wasn't
anything to think about, but because I couldn't stand it. I wouldnot see it that way
– but it was harder to keep from doing that when Leah had put the thoughts and
emotions straight into my head.
Yeah, I wasn't running with her when this was finished. She could go be miserable
in La Push. One little Alpha command before I left for good wasn't going to
It was real early when I got to the house. Bella was probably still asleep. I figured
I'd poke my head in, see what was going on, give 'em the green light to go hunting,
and then find a patch of grass soft enough to sleep on while human. I wasn't
phasing back until Leah was asleep.
But there was a lot of low mumbling going on inside the house, so maybe Bella
wasn't sleeping. And then I heard the machinery sound from upstairs again – the
X-ray? Great. It looked like day four on the countdown was starting off with a
Alice opened the door for me before I could walk in.
She nodded. "Hey, wolf."
"Hey, shortie. What's going on upstairs?" The big room was empty – all the
murmurs were on the second floor.
She shrugged her pointy little shoulders. "Maybe another break." She tried to say
the words casually, but I could see the flames in the very back of her eyes. Edward
and I weren't the only ones who were burning over this. Alice loved Bella, too.
"Another rib?" I asked hoarsely.
"No. Pelvis this time."
Funny how it kept hitting me, like each new thing was a surprise. When was I going
to stop being surprised? Each new disaster seemed kinda obvious in hindsight.
Alice was staring at my hands, watching them tremble.
Then we were listening to Rosalie's voice upstairs.
"See, Itold you I didn't hear a crack. You need your ears checked, Edward."
There was no answer.
Alice made a face. "Edward's going to end up ripping Rose into small pieces, I
think. I'm surprised she doesn't see that. Or maybe she thinks Emmett will be
able to stop him."
"I'll take Emmett," I offered. "You can help Edward with the ripping part."
The procession came down the stairs then – Edward had Bella this time. She was
gripping her cup of blood in both hands, and her face was white. I could see that,
though he compensated for every tiny movement of his body to keep from jostling
her, she was hurting.
"Jake," she whispered, and she smiled through the pain.
I stared at her, saying nothing.
Edward placed Bella carefully on her couch and sat on the floor by her head. I
wondered briefly why they didn't leave her upstairs, and then decided at once
that it must be Bella's idea. She'd want to act like things were normal, avoid the
hospital setup. And he was humoring her. Naturally.
Carlisle came down slowly, the last one, his face creased with worry. It made him
look old enough to be a doctor for once.
"Carlisle," I said. "We went halfway to Seattle. There's no sign of the pack. You're
good to go."
"Thank you, Jacob. This is good timing. There's much that we need." His black
eyes flickered to the cup that Bella was holding so tight.
"Honestly, I think you're safe to take more than three. I'm pretty positive that
Sam is concentrating on La Push."
Carlisle nodded in agreement. It surprised me how willingly he took my advice.
"If you think so. Alice, Esme, Jasper, and I will go. Then Alice can take Emmett
and Rosa – "
"Not a chance," Rosalie hissed. "Emmett can go with you now."
"You should hunt," Carlisle said in a gentle voice.
His tone didn't soften hers. "I'll hunt whenhe does," she growled, jerking her
head toward Edward and then flipping her hair back.
Jasper and Emmett were down the stairs in a flash, and Alice joined them by the
glass back door in the same second. Esme flitted to Alice's side.
Carlisle put his hand on my arm. The icy touch did not feel good, but I didn't jerk
away. I held still, half in surprise, and half because I didn't want to hurt his feelings.
"Thank you," he said again, and then he darted out the door with the other four.
My eyes followed them as they flew across the lawn and then disappeared before I
took another breath. Their needs must have been more urgent than I'd imagined.
There was no sound for a minute. I could feel someone glaring at me, and I knew
who it would be. I'd been planning to take off and get some Z's, but the chance to
ruin Rosalie's morning seemed too good to pass up.
So I sauntered over to the armchair next to the one Rosalie had and settled in,
sprawling out so that my head
was tilted toward Bella and my left foot was near Rosalie's face.
"Ew. Someone put the dog out," she murmured, wrinkling her nose.
"Have you heard this one, Psycho? How do a blonde's brain cells die?"
She didn't say anything.
"Well?" I asked. "Do you know the punch line or not?"
She looked pointedly at the TV and ignored me.
"Has she heard it?" I asked Edward.
There was no humor on his tense face – he didn't move his eyes from Bella. But
he said, "No."
"Awesome. So you'll enjoy this, bloodsucker – a blonde's brain cells diealone."
Rosalie still didn't look at me. "I have killed a hundred times more often than you
have, you disgusting beast. Don't forget that."
"Someday, Beauty Queen, you're going to get tired of just threatening me. I'm
really looking forward to that."
"Enough, Jacob," Bella said.
I looked down, and she was scowling at me. It looked like yesterday's good mood
was long gone.
Well, I didn't want to bug her. "You want me to take off?" I offered.
Before I could hope – or fear – that she'd finally gotten tired of me, she blinked,
and her frown disappeared. She seemed totally shocked that I would come to that
conclusion. "No! Of course not."
I sighed, and I heard Edward sigh very quietly, too. I knew he wished she'd get
over me, too. Too bad he'd never ask her to do anything that might make her unhappy.
"You look tired," Bella commented.
"Dead beat," I admitted.
I'dlike to beat you dead," Rosalie muttered, too low for Bella to hear.
I just slumped deeper into the chair, getting comfortable. My bare foot dangled
closer to Rosalie, and she stiffened. After a few minutes Bella asked Rosalie for a
refill. I felt the wind as Rosalie blew upstairs to get her some more blood. It was
really quiet. Might as well take a nap, I figured.
And then Edward said, "Did you say something?" in a puzzled tone. Strange. Because
no onehad said anything, and because Edward's hearing was as good as
mine, and he should have known that.
He was staring at Bella, and she was staring back. They both looked confused.
"Me?" she asked after a second. "I didn't say anything."
He moved onto his knees, leaning forward over her, his expression suddenly intense
in a whole different way. His black eyes focused on her face.
"What are you thinking about right now?"
She stared at him blankly. "Nothing. What's going on?"
"What were you thinking about a minute ago?" he asked.
"Just... Esme's island. And feathers."
Sounded like total gibberish to me, but then she blushed, and I figured I was better
off not knowing.
"Say something else," he whispered.
Tike what? Edward, what's going on?"
His face changed again, and he did something that made my mouth fall open
with a pop. I heard a gasp behind me, and I knew that Rosalie was back, and just
as flabbergasted as I was.
Edward, very lightly, put both of his hands against her huge, round stomach.
'The f – " He swallowed. "It... the baby likes the sound of your voice."
There was one short beat of total silence. I could not move a muscle, even to
blink. Then –
"Holy crow, you can hear him!"Bella shouted. In the next second, she winced.
Edward's hand moved to the top peak of her belly and gently rubbed the spot
where it must have kicked her.
"Shh," he murmured. "You startled it... him."
Her eyes got all wide and full of wonder. She patted the side of her stomach.
Edward was listening hard, his head tilted toward the bulge.
"What's he thinking now?" she demanded eagerly.
"It... he or she, is ..." He paused and looked up into her eyes. His eyes were filled
with a similar awe – only his were more careful and grudging. "He'shappy" Edward
said in an incredulous voice.
Her breath caught, and it was impossible not to see the fanatical gleam in her
eyes. The adoration and the devotion. Big, fat tears overflowed her eyes and ran
silently down her face and over her smiling lips.
As he stared at her, his face was not frightened or angry or burning or any of the
other expressions he'd worn since their return. He was marveling with her.
"Of course you're happy, pretty baby, of course you are," she crooned, rubbing
her stomach while the tears washed her cheeks. "How could you not be, all safe
and warm and loved? I love you so much, little EJ, of course you're happy."
"What did you call him?" Edward asked curiously.
She blushed again. "I sort of named him. I didn't think you would want... well,
"Your father's name was Edward, too."
"Yes, it was. What – ?" He paused and then said, "Hmm."
"He likes my voice, too."
"Of course he does." Her tone was almost gloating now. "You have the most
beautiful voice in the universe. Who wouldn't love it?"
"Do you have a backup plan?" Rosalie asked then, leaning over the back of the
sofa with the same wondering, gloating look on her face that was on Bella's.
"What if he's a she?"
Bella wiped the back of her hand under her wet eyes. "I kicked a few things
around. Playing with Renee and
Esme. I was thinking... Ruh-nez-may."
"R-e-n-e-s-m-e-e. Too weird?"
"No, I like it," Rosalie assured her. Their heads were close together, gold and
mahogany. "It's beautiful. And one of a kind, sothat fits"
"I still think he's an Edward."
Edward was staring off into space, his face blank as he listened.
"What?" Bella asked, her face just glowing away. "What's he thinking now?"
At first he didn't answer, and then – shocking all the rest of us again, three distinct
and separate gasps – he laid his ear tenderly against her belly.
"He loves you," Edward whispered, sounding dazed. "He absolutelyadores you."
In that moment, I knew that I was alone. All alone.
I wanted to kick myself when I realized how much I'd been counting on that
loathsome vampire. How stupid – as if you could ever trust a leech! Of course he
would betray me in the end.
I'd counted on him to be on my side. I'd counted on him to suffer more than I
suffered. And, most of all, I'd counted on him to hate that revolting thing killing
Bella more than I hated it.
I'd trusted him with that.
Yet now they were together, the two of them bent over the budding, invisible
monster with their eyes lit up like a happy family.
And I was all alone with my hatred and the pain that was so bad it was like being
tortured. Like being dragged slowly across a bed of razor blades. Pain so bad
you'd take death with a smile just to get away from it.
The heat unlocked my frozen muscles, and I was on my feet.
All three of their heads snapped up, and I watched my pain ripple across Edward's
face as he trespassed in my head again.
"Ahh," he choked.
I didn't know what I was doing; I stood there, trembling, ready to bolt for the
very first escape that I could think of.
Moving like the strike of a snake, Edward darted to a small end table and ripped
something from the drawer there. He tossed it at me, and I caught the object reflexively.
"Go, Jacob. Get away from here." He didn't say it harshly – he threw the words at
me like they were a life preserver. He was helping me find the escape I was dying
The object in my hand was a set of car keys.
saya naman XD
The baby is so cute.........