~Half Vampire I~

Chapter One: Renesmee Point of View​

As I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't get over how beautiful I had become in the past year. I would never consider myself vain like my aunt Rosalie, but there was no denying that I was stunning. Currently at the age of sixteen, I could walk on any runway in the world or make millions modeling for my personal favorite store, Victoria Secret. Of course it shouldn't be a surprise that I was beautiful, being that I am the perfect combination of the two most gorgeous people on earth.

Although everyone in the family, besides daddy and Jacob, would consider aunt Rosalie by far the prettiest, to me, no one could hold a torch to my mother, Isabella Marie Cullen. I inherited her big orb like, milk-chocolate brown eyes along with Grandpa Charlie's long flowing curls that reached just below my shoulder blades. Aunt Alice still scolds me for cutting it every six months, but it becomes too much of a hassle if I don't. I am also proud to say that mama's lips are some of my proudest features. With my bottom lip slightly larger than my top, I have the perfect "kissable" lips as uncle Emmett says.

But unlike my mother, who is slender yet modestly curvy, I am more resemble my aunt Rosalie's body, rounded where it counted and toned everywhere else. I still remember the first time I stepped into a Victoria Secret store with the woman of my family after a very eventful month of growing and couldn't get over how my newly rounded breasts created cleavage which I so envied on Rose.

My mind-reading father, the epitome of a Greek god, gave me everything else. My perfectly proportioned nose, slightly perky ears, reddish-brown hair color, and facial expressions; all distinctly those of Edward Anthony Masen Cullen.

Like I said, I'm not vain, but I like what I have and the attention I get when aunt Alice and I go shopping.

Speak of the devil and she shall appear.

"Nessie? Where are you?" my pixish aunt called.

"In my room aunt Alice" I replied gingerly as I finished with the cleaning of my room that mama made me do in our cottage about ten minutes from the Cullen mansion.

"Good lord woman, your still not finished with this room? Your mother won't let me take you shopping until you're done." She said as she entered.

I always loved my future seeing aunt Alice with her spiky black hair that was artfully disarrayed on her head and her short stature which was a cover up for her over enthusiastic personality. She tells me that she can't see my future because I am a vampire hybrid, but sometimes I swear she's lying. On more than one occasion, she was there waiting for me at the door when I try to sneak out to LaPush.

Stupid fortune teller.

"She always tries to put a damper on our fun, doesn't she?" We both laughed at my mother's lack of fashion sense and hatred for all things mall related.

Although I don't have any friends besides the wolf pack, I always enjoy going to the malls in Seattle and Olympia, not only for the shopping, but also for my observations on human interaction.

To me, the whole human-to-human thing is extremely fascinating. I just don't understand how people can talk and talk about nothing, especially teenage girls. The gossip that I have over heard in dressing rooms would astound you. My distaste for mindless chatter probably stems from my voracious appetite for all things educational. Daddy says that my half-vampire brain allows me to hold more than the average human thus letting me learn a hell of a lot more and retain thousands of random facts.

The intellectual conversations that grampa Carlisle, daddy, uncle Jasper and I have would put UN debates to shame. I love physics, languages, history, and complicated math, but my absolute favorite, is the social sciences. Physiology, sociobiology and anthropology; pretty much anything dealing with people and their interactions with others.

"Well if you would clean your room more than once a year, you wouldn't have to wait to have your fun." My mother replied as she glided into the room like a cloud, obviously hearing every word of our conversation with her vampire senses. Although her face has always been beautiful, today's look wasn't one of frustration or madness, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Sadness? Grief?

I decided to let it go.

"Yeah yeah. I'm pretty much done now anyway, so can I please go. I definitely need more of everything."

It was a joy to watch my Aunt Alice bounce up and down with excitement as I rattled off the items I needed for the restocking of my closet. I'm not super spoiled or anything, I just needed everything new, since I grew another inch over the past week and my favorite jeans now stopped half way above my ankles. Grandpa Carlisle thinks I should stop growing in about a year, so I might as well get all I can now.

"Fine you can go, but no more shoes, I swear we could fill an entire bank vault with your shoe collection missy." My mother said.

"You know they are my guilty pleasure mama, but I will see what I can do." I replied sweetly.

"Well have fun baby, your father and I are going upstate hunting so we won't be here when you get back, but we'll see you in the morning."

Of course by hunting, my mother meant the giant elk and bears that resided in Canada. After fours years as a vampire, mama had taken extremely well to vampirism and has shown unparalleled self-control around her natural prey, humans.

"Alright mama, have fun." I replied and then gently kissed her cheek.

Aunt Alice couldn't contain herself any longer and she pulled me through the door of our cottage to the main house and into the garage to her yellow Porsche. As we peeled out of the driveway, a sudden thought occurred to me: I am now old enough to drive.

" Hey Alice?" I asked as we sped down the highway at 130 mph.

"Hmmm?"

"Do you thing daddy will let me drive now that I look sixteen?"

"I don't know sweetheart. You just had your birthday last week. It might be a little too early for you to start with that line of questioning. You know what happened last time."

I sighed as I recalled the previous times I was privileged to be behind the wheel of a car with my uncles Emmett and Jasper three months ago. It was a thrilling time and I could now understand why most of my family enjoyed flying down the road at death-defying speeds.

The story when we got home was slightly different. Daddy and aunt Rosalie nearly killed us all for being irresponsible. I wasn't allowed out of the house until my birthday party. Also the no visitation rule was put in place. I was a prisoner and was forbidden to see anyone who could bring me fun i.e. my best friend Jacob Black.

"I definitely remember the last time, but I am sure you can persuade him to let me try again now that I'm older."

"Oh no no no. I will not be put in the middle of your weekly father-daughter fights. You two nearly broke Esme's marble table last time."

"Well if he would stop being so stubborn, I wouldn't always have to yell at him."

I loved my daddy more than anything in the world, but his pig-headedness, which I inherited as well, was the cause for our weekly spats usually ending up in heated shouting debates that caused me more trouble. But what can I say? I like being right. My mother is the only one who can calm him down and it's usually with a fun filled night of sex.

Disgusting, but whatever gets me off the hook I guess.

As we pulled into one of the parking spaces in front of the giant mall in Seattle, I couldn't help but notice the look on the face of my aunt, similar to the same one I saw on mama's this morning.

"Ok, what the hell is going on?" I asked.

"What are you talking about now?"

"You and mama both look like you're never going to see the light of day again, what's going on?"

"Its nothing sweetheart. Just wait until tomorrow when your parents get back. No more questions. Got it?" Then sighed. "Shopping?" She questioned sweetly.

"Of course." I replied hesitantly.

Even though I knew it was a diversion, I was in no mood to start a fight with anyone especially my auntie Alice.

As we walked into the store, my eyes darted straight towards the shoe section. While I love all fashion, shoes were my one and only vice.

My God I have an addiction. I loved stilettos, boots, half boots, wedges, flats, (even though I rarely wore them). All things with heels were divine in my book.

Channel, Versace, Prada, and my absolute, beyond a shadow of a doubt, favorite: Christian Louboutin.

"You know what your mother said, " Aunt Alice voiced as she saw my eye line.

"I know, but just one looksie. Please, Please Please?" I pleaded.

"OK. Fine, but I will not be responsible for what happens when we get home."

"I can handle my punishment. "

We walked over to the section in the store, and I once again, couldn't help but notice the eyes of several men glance towards me as I drifted across the tiled floor. One man actually let his mouth hang open as I made my way to the massive rack of high-heeled shoes just calling my name.

Usually stares would not have bothered me, but over the past month, since my birthday, daddy and Jacob, along with the other men in my family, have gotten extremely possessive of me whenever we go out in public. Always quietly snarling and glaring at men who let their eyes linger a little longer than would be considered socially acceptable. I know that men just see me as a beautiful distraction from their mundane lives. I guess daddy is just fed up with all the inappropriate thoughts running through their minds, but Jacob's reaction always baffled me.

As I situated myself into the chair in front of the adjacent mirror, Alice began her scary regime as head shopper/dictator. I love fashion, but Alice is just terrifying when it comes shopping.

"Why hello Mrs. Cullen how are you today?" The brunette sales assistant asked Alice as my eyes roamed the shelves.

" I am absolutely perfect Meredith, just here buying my niece more shoes" she replied.

It always amazed me how my aunt could make friends with the staff at any store while still being the ruthless authoritarian that she was. I always chalked it up to fear. While Alice and Meredith continued to talk about the latest fashion trends and fads, I gasped when I spotted the perfect pair of black lace pumps with the signature red soled bottom that screamed Louboutin. I had to make sure that I kept up my human façade as I bolted to the far left of the store.

"Ahhhhhh. I see your niece found the new shipment we just got in." I heard Meredith say.

"Yes, well she has always been able to spot the best shoe in the store. It's a gift." My aunt giggled.

Of course my real gift was something far more exciting. I had the ability to show people my thoughts and emotions through a simple touch. I have been working with uncle Jasper to try and use my power without touching people, but its very difficult and I have only been able to accomplish it once.

"Oh my gosh, they're beautiful, can I try them in a size seven please?" I asked while barely being able to contain my glee.

"Sure, I will get right on it."

Meredith brought back the shoes in a beige box and aunt Alice smiled as my eyes widened when I pulled the left shoe out of the packaging. I slid my toes into the shoe and it felt like home.

Perfection.

That is until I nearly jumped out of my seat from the loud ringing of my phone.

"Damn it," I stuttered as I tried to regain my composure.

"Hello?" I asked, not even bothering to look at the caller i.d.

"Hey Ness, just wondering where the hell you were. It's boring here without you. I even had to go grocery shopping with Billy. I never shop for groceries." The manly voice on the other end chuckled.

The only person who could make me forget about shoes and bring me back to earth was Jacob. His husky voice brought butterflies to my stomach as I tried to contain my joy.

"Hey Jake. I've only been gone for like one hour gosh. Besides you need to spend time with your father and I think you deserve to buy him groceries since you eat all of his. I feel like I'm monopolizing you, Billy requires some Jacob time too," We both laughed. "I'm just doing a little shopping with Alice in Seattle. Have to restock the closet."

"Your buying shoes aren't you?"

Damn that boy for knowing me so well. I guess it was to be expected since he has spent almost everyday with me since the day I was born.

"Well you know what? I need them to make my life complete. And I don't hear you complaining when you comment on how long my legs look Mr." I retaliated.

There was a short pause and he cleared his thought before replying, "yeah yeah yeah…I guess the Cullen family princess can't be denied anything she wants. When do you plan on coming home? I miss you."

"In about an hour. You know how fast Alice goes" Trying to sound as nonchalantly as possible, but to be truthfully honest, I missed him like crazy too.

"Alright well I guess I will see you when you get back and don't get too carried away Nessie, I don't think I can take another day reorganizing your shoes."

"You know you love it. I don't know why you are denying your love for shoes, but you will be the first one I call when I get back. Ok? "

"Ok bye Nessie".

I couldn't help but sigh as I closed the phone and wondered about what Jake was doing right now, but was abruptly pulled out of my daydream by Alice who demanded we move on to purchasing the rest of the items on our list.

While we perused the aisles of almost every store in the mall, my mind could not get off Jake. Only my parents knew how I really felt about him.

How his black eyes made my legs weak when I looked into them, how his short cropped black hair caused me to shiver every time I ran my fingers through it, how his husky voice seemed to penetrate every cell of my body. And don't even get me started on his touch; the touch that could bring a marble statue to the ground crumbling. The man definitely knew how to make me crazy.

I guess you could say that I was scared of my feelings for Jake. We have always been best friends, siblings, so I don't know how it would look if I just came out with "would you be my boyfriend?" I don't even know if that is the correct term, how am I supposed to do this?

Surprisingly, my parents have been quite accommodating to my changing feelings. Daddy appears to be fine with everything, but I know his poker face, hell I have mastered it. I know that he feels like he is loosing me, but that couldn't be further from the truth. Daddy says I just need to wait it out and see where my feelings take me, but sometimes I just think he wants me all to himself.

Oh well, how can I not take advice from the most perfectly matched couple on the entire planet?

I was snapped out of my deep thought when the Porsche screeched to a halt in front of the giant Cullen house. Huh? That was weird, I vaguely remember continuing my shopping trip. See what that boy does to me?

As we grabbed the twenty or so bags from the car, his scent hit me like a ton of bricks as he sauntered around the corner. That was new.

I had to literally grab a hold of the car to stabilize my self, which didn't go unnoticed by my aunt.

"Oh Nessie, what's wrong? Are you ok?" she whispered affectionately.

"Yeah I'm fine, just slipped on the gravel. It's hard walking all day in five inches." I tried to smile, but it came out more like a grimace.

"If you say so, Mrs. Louboutin Queen." she obviously knew I was lying, but didn't push any further. That's why I loved Alice, who unlike my mother or Rosalie who pry until they get answers, she just lets things go until I'm ready to talk.

"Hey Ness, how was shopping?" Jacob asked as he pulled me into one of his famous bear hugs.

"Wonderful. Only bought one pair of shoes. Aren't you proud?" I smiled.

"Oh wow, some accomplishment." He stated sarcastically while setting me down on my feet.

Even with my heels that pushed me to an average 5'8, Jacob's 6'5 frame still towered over my poor body. I was disgustingly short without my heels, which is probably one of the reasons why I loved them so much.

"Yeah well whatever. I tried." I replied while grabbing more bags. Even though the door was only a few feet away, Jacob snatched the bags from my hands and gracefully bounded up the front steps.

As we walked in the main part of the house, I was shocked to see all my family, including my parents who told me they were going hunting, sitting around in heated debate. All the shouting ceased as Esme cleared her throat announcing Jacob's presence and mine.

"Hello sweetheart." My loving grandmother said while pulling me into a light hug. Her heart shaped face and honey colored hair just added to her sweet disposition.

"Hi Grandma. What's going on in here?" I asked while keeping my eyes locked with my mother's.

"Ummm, why don't we go into the kitchen and make something for you and Jake to eat?" she asked avoiding my question.

As I was about to protest, my mind-reading father beat me to it. "This is a discussion for grown ups sweetheart, we will let you know what's going on when we're ready."

See, this is the problem with my father. He thinks that I am still a child, which is technically true, but how can you talk to your daughter about the man she loves; yet still treat her like a toddler. I have the right to know what's going on when it regards my family and I am always being left in the dark.

Since he could see a shouting match about to ensue, Jacob quickly pulled me out of the room and into the kitchen.

As my grandmother along with Jacob started pulling things out of the fridge, I found the need to voice my ire.

"Jacob, why the hell did you do that? I was about to get the truth out of daddy and you just threw me out of the conversation. I deserve to know what's going on."

"Ness, I have seen you and Edward's screaming matches and I don't want to be in the middle." He stated.

"Yeah well, the next time you do that, I will bang your head into the table." I replied nastily.

My anger really was not a good way for me to get what I wanted but it was the only way I knew to get my point across as everyone still thought of me as a child.

My rage was another thing I inherited from both my parents who suffered from heated tempers. I always loved hearing the stories of my mother's pre-vampire days when she was in high school and her temper caused more than a few problems for the Cullen family. But it didn't faze Jake who was subject to my temper on more than a couple occasions.

"When they are ready to tell you they will Ness. Trust me, its not like there are any secrets in the Cullen bunch with all the mind reading and future seeing." He smirked.

Even with his half-smile, he could dissolve all the anger out of my body and bring me back from "the red place" as my mother called it.

"Yeah, but still I deserve to know." I tried.

"Well maybe its something for your birthday." He said trying to lighten the mood.

"Jake, you know my birthday was last week. Unless it's my Christmas gift, I don't understand why I can't know." "

"Shut up Nessie. You're so nosy. Why can't you just live life to the fullest without worrying about bull shit?" The deep booming voice behind me said which I immediately registered as it came from my favorite uncle.

I laughed out loud when Emmett made his way into the kitchen using his colorful euphemisms as a way to make me smile. He was the exact definition of deception: His massive size, that was challenging even Jacob's, was menacing but nothing evil ever came out of his mouth.

"Yeah whatever monkey man." I said as I placed the last of the potatoes on Jacob's plate.

That was weird. I was so angry; I didn't even realize grandma and I were cooking.

Oh well.

Human food was something that I was never happy about, but in order to keep up the façade, it was necessary, which I didn't understand since I wasn't allowed to attend school.

As I grew older I became more accustomed to the taste of food, but still preferred animal blood to anything else. I guess you could compare it to children choosing broccoli over chocolate ice cream everyday. I was still allowed to hunt twice a month so that I could keep the dull burning in my throat to a near non-existent tickle.

I sat down next to Jacob on the bar stool in the kitchen while Uncle Emmet and grandma left us to finish our meals.

"You have been quiet today." I remarked to Jacob as I dug into my steak.

"Yeah, just been thinking a lot over the past couple of days."

"Whatcha thinking about?"

"Nothing you need to worry your pretty little head over." he chuckled.

I blushed as I took in his sentence. My damned blush: yet another thing that I inherited from my mother.

"Jake? Come on. I'm your best friend. Tell me," I urged.

"Really Ness its nothing, just stupid pack business." He smiled.

I of course knew he was lying, but I guess his excuse was viable considering that he was now the lone Alpha of nineteen wolves. Sam had stopped phasing after Emily got pregnant two years ago and Jake was forced to take his natural birth right as the true Alpha with Seth as his second in command.

His decision to choose Seth caused some drama among the pack as both Embry and Leah thought that they were the rightful choice for Beta, but Jake held his guns and picked Seth because of his "undying loyalty" as Jake put it. All was fine now, and the pack was extremely successful in handling the occasional nomadic vampire that crossed their path and the induction of over ten new wolves who phased within the past four years since my birth.

I decided not to push and picked up his plate to take it to the sink when we were done eating.

As I began washing, Jake vehemently protested. "No, no, no. Ness you cooked. Come on let me do the dishes."

"That's ok Jake. I don't mind."

"Really Nessie, I should be doing this." He said as he grabbed the washcloth out of my hand.

"Ok I'll make you a deal. You wash, I dry. Sound good?"

"Yeah. Team work is always the answer." We both laughed and continued to tell each other about our day as we finished the dishes. It always made me smile to see how easy we worked together and how great we got along.

Part of that could be because I was slowly falling in love with him, but I was happy in my ignorant bubble.

The dishes were all washed and dried as I grabbed Jake's hand and began leading him up the stairs to my second room located on the third floor of the Cullen house.

As my perfect five inch heel touched the fifth step, we were stopped by the low masculine voice of my father that I loved hearing in pleasant situations, but terrifying in heated battles.

"Renesmee? Could you and Jacob come into the dining room for a minute?"

"Sure daddy" I said in nothing more than a whisper, knowing perfectly well that he could hear it. Jake and I both groaned as we made our way back downstairs to the dining room with the massive Victorian table, one of my grandmother's prized possessions, that took up the majority of the floor space. Esme loved decadence and anything Esme wanted, my grandpa Carlisle was happy to give her.

I took my place in between my mother and Jacob at the end of the table smiling, but noticed the pained faces of all my family members. I knew something was up. Was I in trouble? The Volturi?

I shuddered at the thought.

"No Renesmee, you are not in trouble. Its just we have a situation that needs to be taken care of and we don't know how you will react." My father replied answering my thoughts.

Carlisle, who stood at the head of the table, began what I was sure was a well-rehearsed speech: "Renesmee, as you know our entire existence is based on secrecy. We have been here in Forks for over seven years now and mostly for you and your mother who have strong connections to your grandpa Charlie and the wolf pack. I never thought I would consider anyplace to be my permanent home but I am proud to call Forks the closest thing to it. This place brought us your mother who has not only made Edward's existence complete, but the rest of ours as well. You also came into our lives and gave us the pleasure of watching you grow and mature into such a wonderful young lady. I have watched my family grow from seven reclusive vampires to a family now consisting of humans and even werewolves all thanks to you and your mother."

What the hell is going on? I would think that somebody died, but that was impossible in this family of immortal vampires. My grandfather sighed heavily before he continued.

"Renesmee, its time for us to move. We have to leave Forks."

 

Chapter Two: Jacobs Point of View ​

I'm sure that I didn't hear Doc correctly. I must have wax in my ears or something.

But of course the damn mind-reading vamp confirmed my suspicion.

"No, you heard right Jacob. We have to leave." Edward sighed.

Ok see here is the problem. I, Jacob William Black, am head over heels in love with the most gorgeous, beautiful, sexy, smart, talented, half-vampire in the entire world. And I don't think I could bear it to be away from her.

How the hell can they move?

Of course I knew that it was coming soon, but to hear it like that, just point blank, is scary. They can't be seriously trying to take away my existence. They are not that cruel.

Of course Nessie doesn't know anything about my imprinting on her as the family wanted her to make her own decisions, but it was getting harder and harder to not see how beautiful she was becoming. Every touch and every gaze from her chocolate brown eyes sent me into a wave of dizziness that was impossible to control. I really don't know how I've lasted this long.

The first time I noticed something different, was four months before her last birthday. Rosalie and Alice were taking her to Los Angeles for an overnight art gallery opening and she dressed for the occasion. She came down the stairs in a tight, deep red mini dress that stopped just above her knees and accentuated her chest. She also had on her favorite Christian Louboutin heels which made her legs look three miles long.

She strolled over to me, who like an idiot, couldn't keep my mind off of how her body seemed to fill out over night, and asked me what I thought of her outfit. Thank god Edward and Bella were on and extended hunting trip, because I know I would have been dead right there if Edward caught me checking out his baby.

I swear Alice dresses her in tight clothing just to punish me. By her fourth birthday, Renesmee had gone from my best friend to the girl that my heart longed for. I have always been good at moderately controlling my thoughts around Edward, but I knew he knew. How could he not? She was in every one of my thoughts and memories. I was obsessed. I was even being distant with Nessie, trying my hardest not to touch her or smell her delicious scent when she walked past. But I knew she noticed.

But what do I do now? They were trying to take her from me. And I couldn't do anything to stop them.

I wondered why it was so quiet. Where is the shouting? Everyone in the family hated that Renesmee had anger management issues, but to me it was just damn sexy. Whenever she got into a rage filled fight with Edward, it took all I had not to crush my lips to hers and make he mine. Her lips…her perfect lips. Oh gods kill me now.

NO. Stop it Jake. Control.

After a long drawn out silence, the fireworks we all knew were coming, erupted.

"How the hell could you do this to me?! Why would you want to take me away from everyone and everything I love? How long have you all known about this? I knew there was something going on. I just knew it!" she screamed mainly at Edward, who was one of the only members of the family who could take her wrath.

"Calm down Renesmee , its not like we are sending you out into the world by yourself. We will all be there with you. And don't use that kind of language. " He replied, surprisingly keeping his cool.

"Renesmee , believe me when I tell you that this move will better our family. We aren't trying to upset you, but this move will happen and you will come with us." Bella said sternly.

"Yeah? Well I don't want to go anywhere and you can't force me. I swear I will run away."

"That doesn't make much since Nessie. You don't want to move with your family, but your willing to run away by yourself. What the hell are you talking about?" Edward stated, his anger level beginning to rise.

"I won't by myself, I'm sure Jake wouldn't mind coming with me." She smugly added turning to me.

Oh shit.

Every pair of amber eyes looked in my direction as I sat begging Edward with my thoughts not to kill me. As much as I hated to admit it, Nessie had complete control over me and if she asked me to run away with her, I would.

How weak does that sound? An Alpha wolf that ruled over nineteen was subject to the will of a sixteen-year-old girl. Damn, but that's imprinting for ya.

Edward, I swear I would try everything in my power to keep her with the family, but you know I can't refuse her. I thought.

His face flickered from various states of anger to rage and I was obviously not helping the situation. Carlisle, always the peacemaker stepped in.

"Nessie, sweetheart. I know that this I hard for you, but this is our lives at stake. We all know how much you love your grandpa Charlie and everyone else, but its time for us to leave. You have to understand that."

Then she said something that made my heart flutter with joy even though the tears spilled from her eyes in torrents.

"As much as I hate to leave grandpa Charlie, I could do that, no, I would do that for the family. But I just can't leave my Jacob and you can't make me."

Her Jacob.

She ran up the stairs, most likely to her art studio, which was kept to the fourth floor of the Cullen mansion. Art was one of those things we found, over many years of trial and error that could dampen Nessie's angry outbursts. She mainly enjoyed photography and painting, but was good at everything. Believe me when I tell you that good didn't even to begin to describe how amazing she was.

Maybe I was biased though. Oh well.

After another long silence, Emmett brought his oh so insightful words into the mix.

"Well that was fun. At least she didn't break the window this time." He smirked, earning him a smack on the head from Blondie.

"What are we going to do Edward?" Bella sighed beside him.

"Well love, what she didn't sit long enough to let me mention was that Carlisle and I want Jacob to come with us."

Say what now?

"Well now that the cats out of the bag, I would like to speak with Jacob and Edward privately." Carlisle said rising from his chair.

None of the other family members moved as we made our way out of the dining room to the staircase. I was still in shock from the bomb that was dropped a minute ago, but Edward and Carlisle were irritatingly calm, which made me think that they had this planned for quite some time.

We entered Carlisle's massive study and he took a seat behind his antique desk with Edward standing on his right side, reminding me of Seth taking his place behind me as my Beta. I sat in the huge leather chair in front of them.

"Jacob, you heard us right down stairs, we are moving and Nessie is coming with us whether she likes it or not, but we are willing to give you a place in the family if you desire." Carlisle began.

Family. Hmmmmmm. That was a weird concept.

Over the past four-years, the Cullens have definitely become my family. I spend almost everyday at the mansion and with the exception of Blondie, got along great with all of them despite the smell, which is basically non-existent now. Esme is more like a mother than anyone I could remember. My own mother died when I was about two so I don't remember much about her, but Esme fills the position perfectly. Always made me whatever food I desired and never hesitating to shame me for using bad language. She even made a room for me on the second floor of the mansion for when I slept over, which coincidently was almost every night.

Carlisle continued, "Of course you don't have to come. We know you have strict obligations to your pack and your father."

But I had already made up my mind. Hell yes I was going with them. If Nessie was leaving, I was too.

"Don't act too prematurely Jacob." Edward said answering my thoughts.

I rose from my chair.

"Edward I know that we have had our differences in the past but I will not let Nessie leave without me. You know how I feel about her and I can't just let her leave."

Although Edward and I have not had a formal conversation about my feelings for Nessie, I definitely knew that one was coming; if not now, then soon, but it didn't scare me. I knew I would have to face my feelings sometime and this move was not going to keep me from her. Hell I would walk through fire for that girl, how hard could one simple move be.

Edward smirked as he listened to my thoughts.

Damn mind-reading vampire.

"Jacob. I of course know that your feelings for my daughter are changing and I know you would do anything for her. Which is why I am hoping you don't take offense to what I am about to say."

I stiffened slightly in preparation of whatever was coming.

"As much as I hate to admit it, Jacob you are the best match for my daughter as a soul mate. When I watch the two of you together, it's hard not see how you are drawn to her and vice versa. That being said, I think you have a lot more maturing to do before you can be serious with Renesmee. I'm not just talking about dating Jacob I am talking about marriage."

My heart began beating rapidly at the sound of Renesmee and marriage being used in the same sentence.

Then he asked a question that almost brought tears to my eyes.

"Do you think that right now, today, you are at a point financially, mentally, and emotionally to marry my daughter?"

This was always a problem that I faced. I knew I was never good enough for Nessie.

She has been introduced to the finest things in life and could afford whatever she desired. I had nothing to offer her. Absolutely nothing. My Rabbit was the only thing of value I owned and even that was worth shit. Why would she chose me, a red from Washington, when she could have a better man, one who could provide for her. The class difference between us was always evident, but I guess Edward had a point. As we moved further and further into our relationship, I would have to be able to give Nessie a proper life.

"Jacob, you obviously see our predicament. I know you would do anything for Nessie and that's why I am giving you a chance to become the man you want to be. I would gladly take care of Renesmee for the rest of her life, but I know how stubborn she can be and if she chooses to spend eternity with you, she is going to want to be independent." Edward continued.

"What do you want me to do?" I stated blankly.

At this point, Carlisle handed me a thick folder that contained some of the most complicated looking things I had ever seen. A quick glance at the contents told me they were falsified documents.

"First and foremost, you will have to complete you education. It is completely unacceptable for you to not finish high school at least. I will not force you, but I ask you to also consider college as a major component in your future." Edward began.

Ok. Finish high school and college. Done.

"We would also like to place some of your money into the stock market in order to accumulate your wealth over the next couple of years."

Ok. So give them some of my money to put it into the market. Done. One problem, I have no money.

Answering my thoughts again, Edward replied, "Jacob we want you to sell your Rabbit and we can use that revenue to start a nice stock portfolio. Alice works wonders in the market. "

That makes sense. Ok. Next.

"That's it, Jacob. Finish school and get some sort of revenue then I think you will be on the right track. We don't want you to think we are trying to change you or totally transform you into something your not, we just want to make sure that Nessie will be taken care of when the time comes."

"No no. Of course, I totally understand and I want to do this not just for Nessie, but for me too. You're right, if she wants to be with me then I should try and be the best I can."

Both Carlisle and Edward smiled with approval at my newfound revelations and told me to go make things right with Nessie since she was still obviously upset. I could hear her crying from the second floor and it killed me.

But they were right; I needed to make myself better.

I wasn't going to tell Nessie what her father and grandfather had planned because that might scare her. Already talking about marriage and stuff without confessing my love for her. Hell it even scared me. But I was going to have to talk to my father. He was the only thing that I was worried about.

As I made my way up to her art studio, the smell of salt filled my nose and I immediately registered it as Nessie's tears. She was willing to stand up to her entire family just to stay with me.

God, I love this girl.

I slowly opened the door to see her starring at a blank canvas with her back turned away from me. The sight of her beautiful backside sent my heart fluttering and I let my gaze start at her perfect feet then travel up her long legs, past her thighs to her perfect ass. I couldn't help but want her. The animal in me almost broke free, but her sobs brought me back to life.

"Pretty." I began sarcastically looking at the blank paper.

"I'm so messed up right now, I don't even know what to paint." She replied through her tears without turning around.

"Why don't you just start with a line and go from there?"

"That's not how it works Jake. I have to have an idea or inspiration and then start to paint. It will probably turn out horrible anyway, like it always does. "

As I looked around the room at her beautiful artwork, I wondered why she would think any of her work was horrible. I'm not much of an art guy, but even I know perfection when I see it and Nessie's art was just that: perfection.

I walked up behind her had I know she could hear my heart stampeding in my chest from the closeness of our bodies. Her breath hitched in her throat as I reached across her to pick up the paintbrush, which rested in her hand. I dipped it in the red paint sitting on the nearby stool without letting her hand go and touched it lightly to the canvas.

Her warm little hand in mine made me think about what I would say to her right now if I were man enough to admit my feelings.

Renesmee I love you with all my heart, please love me back?

Nessie, I need you in my life?

Can I kiss you?

Damn it.

And then the thought of explaining imprinting crept into my thoughts and made me mentally shudder. In addition to all that, I would have to explain that I had once loved her mother, which was not a conversation I was willing to have.

Can't love ever be simple?

Without even thinking about it, I watched as her pale white hand cupped by my large dark one, flowed across the tarp to create beautiful lines of red that intersected at different points and angels. As I let her hand go, we both stepped back to admire the work.

"Its beautiful." She sighed in amazement.

Without taking my eyes off her face, I replied, "I know".

She looked at me with those brown eyes that nearly knocked me on my butt and began to cry again. I swiftly pulled her into my arms trying to consol her. We sunk to the floor and I just let her cry. After what felt like hours, I couldn't take it anymore.

"Please Nessie, don't cry. You're killing me."

"Jake I don't know how I'm going to leave you. You're my best friend and I need you so much."

Although my heart stopped at her words "best friend", it picked back up again when I realized that I hadn't told her the good news.

"Actually Nessie, you don't have to leave me."

"What the hell are you talking about Jacob? You heard Daddy, we're leaving."

"I know, but you stormed out before you could hear the good part."

She looked at me with an expression of total confusion, which was heartbreakingly cute.

"I'm coming with you Ness." I stated boldly.

"Your not serious?" she asked in amusement.

"Wow, great reaction. Thanks for that."

"Jacob Black, don't mess with my head. Are you fucking serious?"

We both stood as her excitement began to take over.

"Yup. I'm coming."

She jumped into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist, which by the way, was not a good position to be in. But hey, who am I to stop a beautiful girl from jumping into my arms, especially this beautiful girl.

"Oh my god. I can't believe this. You are seriously going to come with us, wherever we go?"

"Yes Nessie. Damn how many times can I say it? I'm not leaving you." Ever.

Then her face fell as realization hit. I knew we would have to go down this road.

"But wait, what about your pack and Billy? Your whole life is here. You can't just leave. This is your home. You grew up here. I can't ask you to do that Jacob, it's not fair to you or your family." She finally took a breath and I used that as my chance to get a word in.

"Nessie. Point blank, you are more important to me than all those things. I know that sounds totally messed up, but it's the truth. I have to be with you and I can't just sit here in LaPush while you go off to god knows where without me. It's not going to happen."

I set her back on the ground and took her face in my hands. I'm pretty sure you could melt a boulder with the amount of heat coming off both our bodies. I know I'm going to sound like a complete pussy when I say this, but I can't help but love Nessie in heels. Not only does it make her legs look sexy as hell, but also makes her that much more closer to my face which is always a plus in my book.

As my breath fanned out over her face and her breath engulfed me in a sweet cloud, I imagined what would happen in I lightly touched her lips and felt the softness that I desperately wanted. Of course, I chickened out and went or the more platonic cheek kiss.

Damn my nerves. What is it with this girl that just crumbles my confidence? Oh yeah. I'm in love with her and could potentially spend the rest of my life with her, but she doesn't know that.

She sighed and grabbed my hand, leading me down the stairs into the great room where the entire family was gathered around a map. Their attention sheepishly turned to us as we entered the room. Nessie let go of my hand and rushed to her father pulling him into a hug.

"Daddy, I'm so sorry I yelled at you. I know your just trying to do what's best for the family. And thank you, thank you, thank you for letting Jacob come with us." Edward just smiled and lightly kissed her forehead as an acceptance of her apology.

"Great. Now the smell will never get out." Blondie sarcastically stated. I just brushed it off and stuck my tongue out at her.

"Renesmee , your father and I both know how much Jacob is apart of your life and we would never want to separate you two for any length of time." Bella said as she pulled her daughter into a warm embrace.

"Thank you mama."

"Well then, welcome to the family doggie." Jasper said.

I don't know what it is about Jasper, but after the Volturi conflict, we just hit it off right away. Edward thinks that it's the natural born leader in us, but I just think it's our love for Halo 4. Emmett was another great "brother" of sorts, but we spent most of our time hunting huge beasts or fighting in the back yard until Esme scolds us for ruining her rose bushes.

"Thanks, I guess." That's all I could come up with. I was anxious to get back to LaPush and talk to my dad about the situation.

Once again answering my thoughts, Edward replied, "Go ahead Jacob, we won't finalize anything until you get back. Go tell your dad and your pack about you plans then meet us back here when your done."

"Alright thanks. Ummm, see you guys later then."

After a long look at Nessie's face, I pounced out the door eager to see my dad. I decided against fazing, as I didn't want to let anyone know what I was thinking. I wanted to tell the pack all at one time and I wasn't sure how they would take it. Most of the guys got along great with the Cullens, but there were still a couple that hated them with a passion and only stayed civil because I commanded them to. As I reached my little red house near First Beach, I couldn't help but take it all in as this might be one of the last times I see the place. I pulled out my phone and hit number two on my speed dial, second only to Nessie of course.

"Hello?" Seth's groggy voice answered.

"Yo Seth, wake the hell up. Its five in the afternoon."

"Oh, hey boss. Just thought I would catch up on some sleep since I didn't get much last night."

"Well I wouldn't want to keep the princess from her beauty rest." I chuckled.

"Shut up. What do you want anyways?"

"Get the guys together for a bonfire at seven. I got something important to say."

"Oh really? What is it?"

"Didn't I just say to call a bonfire?"

"I think I deserve to know." He pushed.

"You will find out later just like everyone else. Just call the meeting. Look I got to go talk Billy, but I will see you there."

"Sure thing boss. See ya."

I snapped the phone shut and went into the house. I saw Billy in front of the TV watching a Mariners game shouting at the score. He wheeled around when he noticed me.

"Oh hey son, haven't seen you in awhile. How's it going?"

"Great dad. Actually, I wanted to talk to you about something serious for a sec. Mind turning down the TV?"

After putting the game on mute, he turned back to me awaiting my speech. I didn't really know how to begin. I mean I couldn't just come out with it, but what the hell do I say?

"Your leaving aren't you?" He said without missing a beat.

"How did you know?" I sighed relieved that I didn't have to start.

"I have been preparing myself for this for a long time son. I knew it was coming. You would follow that girl to Antarctica." He chuckled awkwardly even though in all seriousness, he was right.

"Dad, I don't want you to think that I am abandoning you or anything. I….I…"

"Don't even think about it. You are not going to guilt trip me. This is your decision, but I already know you have made up your mind. I don't want you to stay here and rot away like everyone else. You have been given an opportunity, so take it. Go."

This is the kind of relationship that Billy and me had. We didn't waste time with sentimentals it was always a quick statement and then that was all that needed to be said. I noticed him start to tear up as he looked at me standing near the door. I thought this deserved a hug and crossed the room in two strides pulling him into an embrace. We stayed silent for a couple minutes while my dad regained his composure.

"I want you to go son. I want you to travel and experience the world. Everyone has their happy ending and you deserve yours. So I don't want you to think about what your leaving behind. I will be fine. Just go and have fun." He smiled trying to lighten the mood.

"Dad, are you positive?"

"Of course I am. When are you leaving?" He asked, slightly happier.

"I'm not entirely sure but I will make sure you are the first one to know." I stated with a pained smile.

And that was that.

No more talk about me leaving and no more tears. I sat next to my dad and finished the game until it was time for me to head to First Beach. I arrived ten minutes late, as I knew it would take that long for the massive pack I controlled to all reach the cliffs, our normal meeting spot. Seth darted over to me as I made my way the final steps to greet my pack.

"What's up boss? You're scaring the shit out of us."

"Its alright Seth no one's dead or anything." I laughed.

"Ha Ha. Real funny."

I situated myself at the head of the circle with Seth on my right and Embry, my Third, on my left. I stayed standing as I addressed the pack.

"Umm. Well I guess I just have to come out and say it. Ummmm, I'm leaving. Not forever, but for the time being. You guys know the Cullens can't stay here forever and its time for them to go so its time for me to go."

There was silence and confused expressions all throughout the pack so I decided to keep talking.

"I don't know when we are going to leave, but I just wanted to warn you that its coming and soon. As my Beta, Seth will be the obvious choice to take over with Embry filling the vacant spot of Beta. This shouldn't really be an issue since both Seth and Embry are more than capable of handling you guys. And when the time is right, I will come back and retake my spot as Alpha. " I finished with a sigh.

It always amazed me how much power I had, not only with the wolves, but also with the tribe. People actually valued my opinion and as Billy's son, asked me for help. I decided that it was someone else's turn to speak, so I stayed quite until Seth unexpectedly pulled me into a hug that, if was human, would probably have broken my bones. His crushing hug was followed by Embry's and then suddenly everyone in the pack was making they're way over to embrace me. This was extremely awkward and was the most affection we had shown for each other since Harry Clearwater's funeral six years earlier. Only a selected few of the wolves stood back to glare at me and I knew what was coming.

"Jacob. What the hell man?" one of the new wolves Kevin said. "You can't just up and leave your family for stupid vamps just because you have some wolf claim over the chick."

I had learned over the years, to better control my anger, but all bets were off when it came to people disrespecting Nessie, no matter who they were. But I just took in deep breaths as I let him continue with his tirade.

Feeling an argument coming on, Seth stepped in.

"Kevin shut up. This is Jake's decision and he has every right to follow Nessie to wherever the Cullens take her. He has done more than enough service to this pack and our people! He deserves this."

Another one of the younger wolves, Ziggy, had to put his two cents in. "It shouldn't come as a surprise; Jake's always been an apple. All red on the outside but white on the inside."

I let the insults go on because they had every right to be mad. I had trained them and been like a father to some of them over the years and now I was just leaving to go live with the enemy.

"You know what? I am tired of everyone disrespecting Jake. Like Seth said, he deserves to go off and do something other than take care of you dogs for the rest of his life." Quil stated.

"It really doesn't matter what you pussies say because he is the Alpha and his word goes. So if he wants to leave and start a new life we have to let him. Yeah of course I'm upset that one of my brothers is leaving, but I respect his choice and totally understand. So suck it up." That was the most surprising comment of the night, especially since it came from Paul, who had just married my sister Rachel a few months ago.

"That's total bull shit. He belongs here not chasing after some stupid vampire bitch because he thinks he loves her." Ziggy said under his breath.

And that was the snapping point. I tried, I really did, but he called Nessie a bitch, so I was going to shove his face into the cement and stomp his ass until he bleed to death.

Simple logic.

I saw red and the next thing I knew, I was on top of Ziggy beating him with my fist. I could feel my knuckles cracking and could hear his screams as I crushed his jaw under my hand, but he deserved it so I kept going. It took all the strength of Seth, Paul, and Quil to get me away from him and clam me down. But I sure as hell wasn't done.

"I don't ever want to hear you disrespect her again. Is that clear? Nobody and I mean nobody better say one evil thing towards Nessie or I swear to god I will not stop until you are dead! I don't give a shit who you think you are, I am your Alpha and you will respect me and the people I love. Is that clear!?" I shouted in my Alpha tone that I rarely used.

Ziggy flinched on the sand as I raised my voice through the decibels of my rage. I felt bad for a nano second until I remembered the horrible name he called Nessie. I knew he would be healed in a couple of hours so there was no problem.

He was mumbling something, but it was unidentifiable since his jaw was busted up and his checks were swollen to the size of oranges. I ran over and kicked him one more time in the ribs feeling two of them snap under my foot.

Everyone was staring at me with wide eyes and open mouths, except Seth who hated Ziggy's arrogant ass more than I did. I turned to say something but decided against it and raced off into the night back to my house for some much needed rest.

 

Chapter Three: Doom Date Renesmee Point of View​

The next couple of days flew by as we Cullens prepared for our move. Grampa Carlise had intended for us to leave in January to start fresh in the New Year, but things had to expedited when one of the nurses at the hospital asked him what kind of anti-aging cream he used in order to stay so young.

I didn't really see the big deal, but my family assured me that suspicion was the first warning sign of trouble. So, the date of departure was moved up and all nine of the Cullens plus Jake, were set to leave in just two days. I was extremely nervous with advent of our impending departure, which I have dubbed Doom Day.

I knew that it was hardest on mama who was leaving her father behind after so many years together. Jake also had a rough time with the move, although he tried to hide it behind his masculine features. I attempted to persuade him to reconsider the move, even though I knew it would kill me if he did, but he always assured me that he would rather suffer a little bit now than leave me and suffer more later. In all truthfulness, I didn't understand why he even had this connection to me, why he had to come with us, although I wasn't complaining. I knew that him and mama used to be friends, but he seemed more fitted to me than her, so I was confused, but I didn't really mind as long as he came with us.

The first thing that had to be done was find a suitable location for the entire family to live. It had to be close to a large forest for hunting purposes and relatively secluded. The children of the family decided to restart high school, so nearby colleges were not really a contributing factor to the decision.

Eventually we decided on the little town of Newport, Vermont, which was close enough to the major cities of Boston and New York, but still provided us with the small town feel that we had grown accustomed to. I was excited to begin my new life, mainly because I was now allowed to attend school with the rest of my family. It would be a stretch convincing the people of Newport that Grandma and Grampa had adopted eight similarly looking teenagers, but daddy said humans would believe anything that came from our mouths.

Things with me and Jacob's relationship, or lack there of, had not progressed. I noticed him trying to distance himself from me, but I don't know why. I asked daddy if he could give me some insight into Jake's mind, but he refused citing the old "invasion of privacy" excuse.

Bullshit.

At first, I wanted to have a real boyfriend/girlfriend relationship with Jake but now, I would settle for the way things used to be: best friends. He stopped with the hugs and barely spoke to me when he came by the house. I tricked myself into believing that he is just being affected by the move, which maybe part of it, but I know the truth. He just doesn't want to be with me, that way.

I sighed as mama drove me onto the reservation for the farewell bonfire that Jacob's pack was throwing for us. Although the treaty had been dissolved by my birth, the Cullens rarely went onto the rez, don't ask me why. I enjoy it here and really like seeing Jake in his natural element. The smell of salt water mixed with the husky scent of wolves was one I came to love and treasure.

Noticing my deep thoughts, my mother decided to intervene.

"Baby?"

"Yeah mama?"

"Is something wrong? You seem out of it today."

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just scared about the move and what everything will be like in Vermont. I can't help but worry about what I'm leaving behind."

Looking right through me, mama answered with, "Its Jake, isn't it?"

"I just don't understand why he isn't talking to me anymore. Is it something I did? Has he told you anything? Please I have to know. It's driving me crazy." I sputtered holding back tears.

My mother has never been able to keep the emotions off of her face like Daddy, so when her features infinitesimally turned into a grimace, I knew she knew something. But I didn't want to yell at her to get answers.

In all truthfulness, I was scared shitless of my mother. Unlike Daddy who used his words to discipline and would never lay a hand on me, mama never shied away from physical punishment, especially when I was younger. Nothing too brutal, just light smacks on the butt and back of my head, but they still got her point across: Don't test me. I learned fairly quickly to keep my temper in check when dealing with her.

"No baby, Jake and I haven't talked about anything over the past couple of weeks. He's just been really stressed about this move sweetheart. He would never let you see it, but he is conflicted. He has to wrap things up with the wolves and make sure Billy will be properly taken care of. It's a lot to deal with in such a short amount of time. Just let him breath a little. Ok?"

"I guess your right. Maybe I'm just being a spoiled brat."

"Definitely not, but just try to have some fun tonight and let everything else go."

"Your right mama. Your always right." I hugged her before I jumped out of the car and sprinted onto the sand at First Beach where over thirty people waited to greet me, all of who had some relation to Jake's pack.

"Hey Nessie." A seven-year old Claire said while running to meet me.

"What's up Claire? You have grown so much since the last time I saw you. How's everything at school?"

"Great. I have a lot of friends but I still miss Quil whenever I can't see him for the whole day."

"I know what you mean sweetheart. I feel the same way when I can't see Jake." I replied grabbing her hand and walking the rest of the way to the fire.

You might not think it from looking at us, but Claire and I have become great friends over the past four years. Although she is technically older than me, I still can't help but see how close we were in mannerisms; another one of my many observations that came with spending so much time with the pack.

The next thing I knew, I was grabbed by Seth and spun around like a rag doll.

Damn these wolves for being so beastly.

It might sound stupid and idiotic, but I still can't help wearing heels, even to the beach. I like the height. As he set me down on the sand, I noticed Seth actually trying to fight back tears.

"Awwwww Seth. Don't cry. You know we have to leave, but don't you worry. I'll make sure to visit every chance I get."

"I know Nessie, but you're my sister and I can't believe you're all grown and moving away. What will I do without my pizza buddy?"

I laughed as I recalled our many pizza-eating competitions at my house where he frequently demolished me with his huge size bites.

"I guess I will have to start training Claire to kick your ass." I said trying to lighten the mood, which worked when I saw Seth smile.

"Please, I will always be the master." He replied and beat his bare chest like Tarzan.

I made my way over to greet the rest of the wolves and received various farewell gifts from everyone who felt like family to me. It would be sad to leave the wolves and their counterparts, all of whom I have become accustomed to over the past couple of years. As I received the last of my goodbyes, the music started to pump louder with Embry at the head of the DJ table. I pulled Seth on the dance area and moved to the beat. After dancing with most of the wolves, I realized that I hadn't seen Jake all day and began looking for him frantically. I was about to call his phone when a deep voice called from behind me.

"Ness, how you liking the party?" Jacob asked.

"Oh hey Jake. I was just about to call you, where have you been?" I answered ignoring his question.

"Just taking a walk around the beach. Trying to ingrain it in my mind. Wanna join me?" He tried to smile.

"Sure." I said, following him out onto the sand.

This was about the time I noticed what he was wearing, or not wearing in this case. He had his normal cut off sweats that stopped just above his knees and went barefoot as usual. But my heart began to beat dangerously in my chest as my eyes traveled up past his powerful legs and took in all his gloriousness.

Each muscle of his wonderful body was clearly defined and stretched under his perfectly tanned skin. I could literally run my finger along the divots that his abs created as they rose and fell creating the ideal eight-pack. .

How has he not been taken yet? Can nobody see who absolutely perfect he is?

NO Renesmee. Remember what mama said. Let all those thoughts go.

I shook my head trying to clear it and just smiled not knowing what else to say.

He seemed unfazed and grabbed my hand as we walked back to the bon fire that I hadn't noticed, was a good distance away.

The rest of the night continued in practically the same way. Jacob and the pack inhaled huge amounts of food that was prepared by Emily, Kim, and Rachel. Stories of old times were told and laughter was abundant as the antidotes began with "Hey, remember when…" and "Do you remember that time we…". I felt an odd sense of jealousy as Leah, the lone she-wolf, recalled the time that she and Jacob shared a kiss as part of a dare when they were younger. I didn't dislike Leah, but I did think that she had a thing for Jake, which caused my relationship with her to be tense. I could see it in her eyes and I even took Seth's silent conformation, whenever I asked him about it, as a clear indicator of her feelings. I had to quickly push back the envy as Jacob, who could sense the tension in my body, squeezed by shoulders gently.

I finally got around to saying my tearful goodbyes to everyone.

I felt my eyelids grow heavy and barely remember Jacob asking me if I was ready to go home. I felt his warm arms wrap around my tiny body and felt the wind breeze though my hair as we flew through the forest back to the mansion. Mama, daddy, and I were staying with the rest of the family because the cottage had been completely packed up the week before.

I vaguely remember Jacob placing me in my bed and tucking me in. I think he kissed my check and maybe it was my imagination, but I could have sworn I heard him mumble, "I love you Renesmee. More than you will ever know."

No. That was definitely a dream.

And then I woke up. My heart wrenched in my chest at the realization of the day.

Doom Day.

God, help me get through this.

I knew I would be able to say goodbye to my grandpa Charlie because I would have Jacob and my parents with me, but it would be hard.

I dragged myself out of bed and slugged over to the bathroom. As I pulled off my nightwear, I caught a glimpse of my puffy red eyes, which was a clear sign of the tears I cried throughout the night. I have never liked crying, to me, it always seemed weak. I only ever allowed my tears to spill over in front of Jacob and my parents who always knew what to say to console me. I stepped into the shower and washed my body and hair twice just to make sure I got all the sand out.

I wrapped a towel around my slim body and walked back into the bedroom where I found my "traveling" outfit for the day. I swear my Aunt Alice could dress me blind and still make me the most stunning thing to walk on two legs.

She knew my style so well.

Even with my tight navy blue Abercrombie and Fitch hoodie and my casual, light washed jeans, Alice knew I would love nothing more than to rest my feet in heels. I finished off my perfect outfit by placing my small feet in the wonderful white Louboutin peep toed heels and artfully putting my long brown hair into a side ponytail that left my locks falling just bellow my left breast.

Although I don't need make-up I put on a thin line of mascara and lightly brushed my cheeks with some blush. I finished myself off with my jewelry that included my locket, which mama and daddy gave me for my first Christmas and my leather bracelet from Jacob. I turned away from the mirror and took one last look at my room.

As I glided down the stairs, a happy looking Esme who pulled me into a quick hug greeted me.

"Good morning sweetheart. I bet your hungry. What do you want?"

"Oh that's ok grandma, I'll just grab something light like toast or something."

"Nonsense, I'm making Jacob a huge feast and you can help him devour the whole thing. I know your hungry. You can't fool your grandma." Esme said while giving me a knowing smile.

I couldn't help but smile back at my grandmother who always took extra precaution when it came to my health.

"Ok grandma. That would be lovely." I replied.

I looked around at the people in my family and noticed the hint of excitement in the air as they all milled around the great room with their various tasks. Jacob would be by later after saying his final goodbyes to his dad and sister. I was worried he might bail out but Daddy assured me we wouldn't leave without him.

Uncle Jasper, uncle Emmett, and daddy were looking at car catalogs deciding which new "toys" to purchase since we would all need new ones once we reached Vermont. The old cars had been generously "anonymously" donated to charity except my mother's beautiful Ferrari that daddy refused to part with and his Aston Martin. They were both staying with grandpa Charlie until we wanted them back. Aunt Rosalie, aunt Alice, and to my surprise, mama, were chatting about room décor and furniture for the new house. I sat next to mama on the comfortable couch and sighed as she immediately began playing with my hair until grandma announced it was time for breakfast.

As soon as the words left her mouth, as if his food radar had detected it, Jacob made his way through the door with his signature wide grin that made me weak in the knees. He was dressed in light khaki cargo shorts and a light blue polo shirt that clung to his muscle like you wouldn't believe and his normally bare feet were now resting in some nice new sneakers. No doubt Aunt Alice had gotten to him this morning. The color of his shirt set off his perfectly tanned skin and made him seem all that more delicious. My father cleared his throat as he read my thoughts.

Control Renesmee.

"Morning all." He said loudly while kissing grandma lightly on the cheek.

"Well Jacob, you seem to be in high spirits today. What brought this new attitude on?" My mother asked.

"Just excited that's all. Everything is finished up and I am pumped to get going." He smiled again. Everyone knew he had been crying from the red in his eyes, but no one pushed any further.

"Hey Ness." He said as we walked into the kitchen to get our breakfast.

"Sup Jakey. I'm guessing you can't wait to get out of here?"

"Yeah. I mean it will always be home, don't get me wrong, but I have never been outside of the Northwest. This should be fun." He laughed.

"Well, I know it will be if your there. No doubt about it." We smiled at each other, but ate the rest of our meal in comfortable silence.

As we finished the dishes, grandpa Carlisle announced that it was time to leave. We all took one last look at the giant white mansion as Esme enter the security code that locked everything up and brought a terrifying sheet of metal down on the giant window wall with a clang.

It all seemed so final as we drove down the long driveway in the black bus that uncle Emmett had rented so we could all leave together. I promised myself that I wasn't going to cry and I held up pretty well until we reached my grandpa Charlie's little white house.

He was standing on the front porch with his arms crossed over his chest in his signature "don't care about nothing but police work" pose. My father chuckled at my thoughts. Only daddy, mama, Jacob and I got out of the bus to say goodbye.

" I love you Grandpa." That was all I could think to say as I wrapped him in a hug.

"Oh Renesmee. You have no idea how much I love you kiddo, but I know this is something you have to do with your family." He sighed letting go of my shoulders.

"I am still going to miss you. Promise that you will come out to Vermont as soon as you can. No excuses."

"Of course kiddo." He said while pressing his face into my hair.

I moved over to the side of the porch where Jacob wrapped me in his arms and let me cry, while my parents said their goodbyes as well.

"Dad. You have to make sure to get your meals in ok? I won't be here to cook for you anymore." My mother laughed through her tearless sobs.

"Oh please Bells. You know Sue wouldn't let me starve." He chuckled.

Grandpa Charlie and Sue Clearwater, Seth and Leah's mom, made a surprisingly great couple. They were very happy together. Sue said she wanted to get married, but grandpa was happy just being with her. Mama said that he was just afraid he might screw something up if they got married like he did with grandma Rene.

"I know Dad. I know."

"Edward. You better take care of my girls, but of course, I don't need to tell you that." My grandpa said turning to my father.

"Of course not Charlie. I will do everything in my power to keep them both safe." My dad stated strongly as he pulled my mother's body closer to him.

With one final round of goodbyes, the four of us walked off the porch back into the waiting bus that held the rest of my family.

Through the tears, I scarcely remember making the trip to the Seattle airport, but as trained attendants began to hastily pull our bags out of the bus' back, I decided it was time to pull myself together.

"You alright Ness?" Jacob asked as we stood together waiting for everyone on the curb.

"Yeah. I'm fine now. Just had to get that out ya know? But I'm good." I smiled back at him.

He pulled me into a tight hug and lightly touched his lips to my forehead. If there was one thing that could make me come back to life that was it. My heart fluttered and I know he noticed because he swiftly backed away from me. I immediately let him know I was fine with it with a smile and a reassuring hug.

We held each other comfortably until it was time to make our way, along with the other Cullens, through the airport.

Now you know how I love to observe humans in their natural habit, so to speak? Well this was by far the best social experiment imaginable.

Being a Cullen, I have been on many planes throughout my life and more than my fair share of airports, but never with my entire family in tow. From the minute we stepped through the sliding glass doors, it was like a bomb had gone off. Not only was there the usual staring, but also pointing, jaw dropping, and even an occasional stutter.

When we approached the ticket counter, my grandfather went into full charm mode and almost sent the poor stewardess into heart failure with his smile. Our trip though the airport was entirely uneventful for the most part, until we reached the security checkpoint.

I was the first one to walk through the metal detector and was happy that I didn't have to take off any of my jewelry, which would have been a pain to put back on. But nonetheless, the burly security guard pulled me to the side to examine me.

"Could you please remove your jacket miss?" He asked with a smirk that made me shiver.

While the rest of my family continued through the checkpoint not noticing me, I just stood there waiting for the inspection to continue.

" I am going to have to do a pat down, is that ok miss?" He asked from behind me. At this point, my father growled quietly, yet so menacingly it made even me cower in fear, but I kept my cool as I replied, "Of course sir".

I knew what he was doing or trying to do, but I would not give him the satisfaction of my reaction. I tried to let daddy know that I would be fine, but his snarls just got more and more heated.

The guard let his hands travel up and down my body in a way that would make a prostitute blush and continued the "pat down" while continually groping me. Only my father was paying attention to the situation and kept growling at which point Jacob turned around.

"Edward, dude. What the hell is wrong with you?" he asked while still not noticing me in the corner.

My father whispered into Jacob's ear with his jaw still clenched, but I couldn't detect what he said through all the noise in the terminal.

I watched as Jacob's eyes grew to the size of saucers and searched frantically for me before seeing what was going on with my situation in the corner. The rest of my family must have heard what daddy said because all their faces went from shock to anger in a matter of a second. Even Esme had a look that would frighten any grown man.

The guard was just about to let me go back to my family, but that still didn't stop Jacob's face from filling with rage as he set his eyes on the officer.

It took both of my uncles' strength to stop Jacob from bounding across the floor to where I was standing. Amazingly, this all seemed to go unnoticed by the hundred or so travelers walking frantically around the terminal. Jacob was subtlety dragged to the corner and talked down by my uncles while I put my heels back on and ran to my father.

"Are you ok Renesmee? I swear to god if he touched you anywhere that made you uncomfortable I will drag him outside and beat him." He said while pulling me into a hug.

"I'm fine daddy. He wasn't going to get to me. I kept my composure even though I would have liked to snap him in half." I smiled.

"This is no joke Nessie. His thoughts were so obscene, I don't even know how I stopped myself from killing him right here."

"Seriously, I'm ok. He didn't even really bother me Daddy." I tried smiling once more.

I was passed around to the rest of my family members, all of whom I had to reassure again. Grandpa Carlisle even offered to file a formal complaint against the entire Sea-Tac Security Department until I convinced him that it wasn't necessary. And then it was time to calm down Jacob. He still looked angry as all hell, but I knew he would compose himself once he saw I was alright and pulled me into a hug. My heels clicked on the tiled floor as I ran into his arms more for him than me.

" Nessie, don't even say anything. I'm so mad right now I just need to make sure you're ok."

I was kind of scared that he might faze in the middle of the airport, but decided that I needed to quell his anger and fast.

"Jacob, Jacob! Look at me." I commanded. We pulled away from each other and I took both of his hands in mine.

"I. Am. Perfectly. Fine. No harm done at all."

"Nessie. You have no idea how hard it was for me not to kill that guard back there. He was being so inappropriate with you. He should not be allowed to leave this place without my foot up his ass. I swear I will shove his teeth so far in his head, they will pop out of his eyeballs." He stated scarily through gritted teeth.

I could see my way of doing things was not working. So I quietly called for my uncle Jasper, who gracefully made his way over to the corner were Jacob and I stood. My relationship with Jasper was one of few words but once, when I was younger, I had accidentally broken one of his antique guns while playing with it without permission. I thought he was going to kill me, literally and began to cry uncontrollably. He then shocked everyone by pulling me into a loving embrace and taking me for a walk through the forest to try and calm my nerves. He explained that even though we didn't have a very conversational relationship, he loved me like his own daughter and would do absolutely anything to protect me from the evils he knew lurked around every corner.

After that, our relationship improved considerably and I always loved listening to his tales about the old south and the Civil War. His power of controlling and detecting emotions was always a plus when it came to this family, especially when dealing with Jacob.

"Jacob, calm down I know exactly how you feel, but you have got to control yourself. This is not the place to loose your cool." Jasper's southern drawl seemed to calm Jacob, but I knew it was his power working its way through Jake's body.

"Jake, please. For me? I need you to just breathe and calm down. For me." I pleaded.

Immediately, Jacob's body relaxed and he drew me into a tight hug. I knew he was going to be ok.

"I'm so sorry Nessie. Its just that guy was so sick. And…..and…."

"I know Jake but I'm fine. Lets just go. Come on."

I tried to pull away from Jacob, but he gently yanked me back by my hand and squeezed it. We just stood there for a couple minutes before my father's melodic voice brought us back to reality.

"Renesmee, Jacob. Its time to go."

Jake never let go of my hand for the rest of the way to the seating area. I knew it was hard for him to keep his cool, but I was proud of him for regaining composure. I had to squeeze his hand every time he growled at a man whose eyes even ventured in my vicinity.

The entire family boarded the plane and then it was time to take off. I sat next to Jake in our huge first-class seats and watched as the clouds drifted past my window. I turned to him and noticed that he seemed slightly uneasy.

"You ok Jake? You look kinda weird?"

"Huh. Oh no I'm fine, this just feels a little weird. I have never sat in first class before and its just so…."

"Awesome?"

"Yeah."

I laughed at his newfound excitement. He closed his eyes and began drifting into sleep.

I was getting pretty thirsty and decided to ask someone for some water. I pressed the overhead button and watched as the leggy, blonde haired stewardess walked down the aisle to our seats.

She had striking, big blue eyes and a slim body complete with giant fake implants. She wore too much make-up and from the look in her eyes, she praised herself more than what was deserved. The overwhelming scent of her cheap perfume almost made me gag. I had to fight back a laugh as she wobbled over to us, a clear indication of her inexperience in heels. Although there was a frown plastered on her face when she walked over, she immediately put on one of the most fake smiles I had ever seen when she spotted Jacob.

Oh great, now I have to compete with a slutty stewardess to get Jake's attention.

I could hear daddy chuckling as he read my thoughts, but didn't care.

"Hi, sir. Did you press the button? Need anything?" Her phony voice asked.

"Uhhhhh, no I don't think so. Sorry, it must be someone else." He replied innocently.

I didn't even get a chance to ask for my drink before she started talking again with her stupid voice.

"No sir I'm pretty sure you pressed the button." She said towards Jacob idiotically.

I guess Jake was just trying to be polite, but he continued to talk to her about god knows what for ten more minutes. Janice was her name and from what I could tell, being a whore was her game.

Her accent was thickly drenched with a Russian twang, but for some reason, I think she was acting. I knew Russian fluently and could produce an authentic accent on the spot. Hers was too drawn out and her word annunciation was too "Americanized" to be real.

I silently asked daddy where she was from with my thoughts.

"Little Rock, Arkansas." He replied in a whisper so low, only us vampires could hear.

I knew it.

Fake bitch.

My father cleared his throat as a way to reprimand me for my language.

All in an effort to get Jacob's number, she ignored not only me but the other travelers as well. Jake laughed at her stupid jokes and she giggled at his lame ass comments.

I was infuriated. Not only was I still thirsty, but I also had to watch as this woman tried to steal my Jacob. Ok, so he wasn't mine, but she could obviously see he wasn't alone; I could have been his girlfriend.

Yeah-right Renesmee, you're his sister.

Damn it.

It wasn't until another traveler started to get angry that she pulled herself away from our seats to help serve lunch.

Jake turned to me and wanted to start a conversation but I shot that shit down real quick.

"She was nice wasn't she?"

"Yeah Jake real nice." I replied letting the sarcasm drip from my voice.

"Is there something wrong Nessie?"

"Look Jacob I'm really tired can we not talk right now? I just want some rest."

"Oh ok then." He said sounding bummed out, but at the moment, I could care less.

Thankfully, the rest of the trip was ordinary and we finally made it to the Logan International Airport in Boston, just as the sun was lighting up the sky with the final remnants of its rays.

Like usual, my anger with Jacob was short lived and I was back to normal by the time we exited the airport.

Another bus was waiting for us at the front of the airport to take us to our new home and my new life.