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Me, Jake, and the rest of the pack and their imprintees were all sitting around a driftwood fire at First Beach. The colorful blazes licked at the night air, getting colder every second. But I wasn't cold at all; sitting next to Jacob was like sitting on a heater, wearing a winter coat. Jake and I were sitting on log, listening in on the stories being told.

Us Cullens' weren't allowed to the reservation until about two years ago. Sam and Carlisle had both given up on the treaty that was once made many years ago between old Quil Aetera and Carlisle. They said that now the pack and us Cullens' were friends; there was no use in having a stupid treaty like that. Especially since Jake had imprinted on me, it was hard to keep us apart, we were eventually going to break the rules anyway.

One by one, people started leaving and it started getting darker and darker. Soon enough, Jake and I were the only ones left. We talked for a while longer, until our eyes met for about the hundredth time that night, but somehow, this time felt much different, stronger. I got lost in his chocolate brown eyes, dazzled by their sudden beauty that was abruptly so much more appealing to me than ever before. I wasn't sure, but I think I had somehow taken the same effect on him too. I'm not certain how long we sat there, just staring at each other. But slowly, we moved in toward each other, and he kissed me. His hands slowly started twisting in my hair, and mine wrapped around his neck. One thing lead to another, and then…

About an hour later, Jake and I had started back for home. I was praying that Alice hadn't envisioned what had just occurred between Jake and I. And I was hoping that Jasper wouldn't get suspicious of the mood we were in, or Dad wouldn't read mine or his minds. He would totally freak out if he knew…

Jacob walked me to the front door. We turned to face each other. He took my hands in his and stared me in the eyes. Then, he opened the door and let go of one of my hands and we walked in to find Daddy and Mom sitting at the piano. Daddy started playing the familiar lullaby he had written for Mom years ago while she was still human. He had written one for me too, shortly after I was born. He used to play it for me when I went to bed because it helped me fall asleep. It still does, but he doesn't really play it to help me sleep too much anymore. He mainly just plays it just to play it.

Jake and I went upstairs. We walked to my bedroom door.

"Good night, my love. Sleep well." He whispered through the night air, though he knew everybody in the house could hear us perfectly clearly. He kissed me softly on my lips. Then, he left and walked down the stairs and out the door, I'm guessing to return to his house to sleep for another million hours like all the werewolves do.

That night, I tried my hardest not to dream about Jake, but he was too overpowering. So I settled with dreaming about one time when he took me for a ride on his motorcycle. It was so exhilarating. The wind blowing on my face, my hair flowing behind me like a flag in the current of air. But everything vanished as I came to the realization that I had woken up. My stomach turned and I got up and rushed to the bathroom. My head hovered over the toilet as the hotdogs, s'mores, and anything else in my stomach came out.

Mom came rushing into my room and sat and held my hair as I threw up. Daddy came in with saltines and a glass of water. Ew. I didn't really like human food too much, but whenever I would get sick, I had to eat some. There was only a few foods that I did like, and most of them were now getting flushed down the toilet.

Why was I getting sick? The last time I got sick was when I tried some seafood, but my body didn't agree too much, neither did my taste buds.

"Are you okay, honey? Do you feel any better?" Mom asked, worried, when I laid my head on the toilet seat.

I moaned, quite loudly, before answering in a half-dead voice. "No, I feel worse."

"What did you do? What did you eat at the beach?" Daddy asked.

I raised my hand to his face. I wasn't in the mood to speak. I showed him a quick flashback of what happened, all except for about the last hour or so. I refused to let myself think about it. Right now was one of the times I wished I had Mom's power so Daddy couldn't hear my thoughts.

"Do you think we should get Carlisle? Maybe he'll know what's wrong." Mom said.

"Can't we get him later? I want to sleep." I said.

"Nessie…" Mom said, worried. "I don't think that's such a good idea. I would much rather prefer he looked at you now."

"Please?" I moaned.

My parents looked at each other. Daddy was the one to finally speak.

"Fine. But, if you don't feel better in the morning, then we're getting Carlisle to check you out."

"Okay, thaannkksss." I let the last word groan out. I didn't want to get up, so I just laid my head back on the toilet and rested. They must've guessed I wasn't going to move. Daddy picked me up and carried me back over to my bed. I fell asleep in the exact position that he set me down in.

I woke up the next morning, feeling fine. I got up and took a shower and changed. While I got dressed, I noticed something different about me. I had gotten pudgier. I wasn't sure how, since I puked my guts out last night.

I finished dressing. Before I left my room, I felt something in my stomach. It must have just been gurgling still from last night.

I went downstairs and Carlisle and Esme were in the kitchen.

"Hey, Ness. How are you feeling?" Carlisle asked. "I heard you weren't feeling too good last night."

"Perfect. All normal." I told him.

Mom and Dad walked in the room then.

"Hey, honey. I heard you're feeling better?" Mom asked.

"Yuppers. Healthy as a horse." I answered.

"See," Said Alice as she danced her way in the kitchen "I told you she was fine. Can we go now?" She pleaded.

"Do you want to come hunting with us?" Dad asked Carlise, Esme, and I.

"No, Dad. I'll just stay here. I'm not too thirsty anyway." I said.

"Well, I'm starved." Said Esme. "Are you coming, sweetie?" She asked Carlisle.

"No, thanks. I have some work to do here. You guys go on ahead. Maybe Emmett and Rose would like to go."

As if on cue, Uncle Em and Rosalie came vampire speed into the kitchen.

"We'd love to go." Rosalie said.

"It's so boring here today. I need some action." Added Emmett.

"What, you didn't get enough of that last night?" Mom said to him, he knew exactly what she meant.

He glared at her.

"Okay, um, ew." I said "Didn't need to know that…."

"Are you sure you two don't want to go?" Dad asked, again.

"Positive." I said.

"Me and Renesmee will hang out here for a while." Said Carlisle.

"Okay. We'll be back tomorrow morning. We're planning on going a little farther up north. They've been having a problem with grizzlies lately." Said Alice.

Carlisle and I both said our goodbyes to them. I went to my room to relax a while and read some more of Romeo and Juliet before I had to go back to school when it got cloudier.

A few hours later, my stomach felt like there was a million butterflies fluttering around, only not the same feeling that I got when I saw Jacob. It was a much, much different feeling.

I got up and rushed to the toilet again, only, this time, I was puking blood. Not good.

Carlisle came rushing up to me. He must've heard.

"Renesmee?!" He gasped. He came and held back my hair. After I was finished, I had lost about a liter of blood, which was definitely not good.

"What's happening?" He asked, worried.

"I'm…not…really sure." I groaned. I was exhausted now. All I wanted to do was sleep.

I heard a very loud thump as I felt my body slump down to the tile. The last thing I heard was Carlisle scream my name. And that was it. I had slipped into unconsciousness.

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