Disclaimer: I do not own anything, it belongs to Smeyer! Also a big big big big big big thanks to my beta Sophia24 for taking out what little time she had to help out!

Chapter One- January

Jacob and I walked in our newly purchased home on the shore of first beach. It was a humble home, compared to what I had grown up in. The house was decorated in a pale yellow with a white door and a wrap around porch. Because the winter weather created a chilly atmosphere, the lawn was still unfinished. It was everything I had imagined and more, and most important of all, I got to share it with my new husband Jacob.

We walked up our driveway hand in hand, as we approached the front door. I began to climb the front steps when I felt my feet lift from the ground below me and a pair of warm, muscular arms wrap around me. "It's tradition to have a husband carry his bride over the threshold," Jacob said, smiling.

I giggled. No matter how macho he seemed to the boys, he was always a big softy inside. Jacob climbed the small steps and carried me over to the white pine door. He awkwardly tried to lean his occupied hands forward in attempt to press the handle. However, in the process of doing so, Jacob slammed my head against the outside doorframe. "OUCH, JACOB!"

Shocked, he then quickly released his arms, causing me to fall on the snow-covered cement. In frustration, I looked up at my new husband. He continued to stare down at me; his mouth wide open, not a muscle in his body twitched. Intending to give the stink eye, I ended up bursting into laughter. "Nessie, why are you laughing? I just threw you on the ground!" Jacob yelled, concerned.

I dusted off the snow and got up to my feet as I continued to laugh. "I don't know if you are really fit out for this husband thing Jake, seeing as you have caused me two injuries before we have in stepped in our house," I teased.

"Oh god Ness, I'm so sorry. The husbands on T.V. make carrying their wives look so easy."

"It's fine, Jacob. See?" I twirled around in a circle. "Not a mark on me, I am half vampire remember? I don't break that easily."

Jacob stayed silent.

I shook my head and took the keys from his hands, opening the door, and then grabbed his hand as I walked in.

Dozens of cardboard boxed adorned each room of the house. It had yet to be furnished and unpacked, as per my own request. My Grandma begged me to have her decorate the house, but I felt that unpacking was a right of passage for newlywed couples.

We continued our day slowly unpacking each box, room by room. Much of our belongings, actually wedding presents from the family, began to become daunting tasks to put them in their proper places, as the job never seemed to finish. I spent three hours unpacking, organizing and placing set after set of utensils and dishes away. I know my family had not bought kitchen items in decades, perhaps centuries, but I still didn't see the need to have the same dish-set in eight different colours and styles. There was only the two of us anyway, other than maybe the occasional houseguest.

I walked across the kitchen to grab another box. Fortunately, there were no more dishes inside, but now it was filled with set after set of dishtowels and potholders. I sighed, and thought of sending over some of this stuff to Emily. With five kids, she certainly needed more of these than Jacob and I.

Sorting through the remainder of the boxes, I set aside any extra items that we didn't really need. By the time I was part way through, I had already filled up a box for Emily. As I stood up in the middle of the room, taking a breather, I noticed the silence surrounding me. I found this odd, as Jacob was in the next room, unpacking and arranging our living room furniture. Suspiciously, I walked out of the kitchen and peeped my head over into the living area. The room looked quite unfinished and extraordinarily messy. My eyes searched around for my husband. Still unable to find him, I walked into the room. "Jake?"

As I made my way deeper into the chaos that was our living room, I noticed two large feet propped up against the armrest of our teal coloured sofa. Jacob, having barely done much work at all, was snoring lightly as he napped. His usually hard features, relaxed in his slumber. As beautiful as he looked, I was fuming. I was so overwhelmed with just the one room, and Jacob couldn't even take the courtesy of helping out. It was his house too!

Angrily, I stomped back in to the kitchen, made my way over to the maple-stained cupboard, and fetched out a basin as I continued over to the kitchen sink. I then proceeded back into the living room and poured the water onto Jacob's head. "What the hell Nessie?!" Jacob shouted as he jumped off the couch.

"How could you Jacob?!" I yelled in a fury as I threw the basin onto the floor. I began to storm towards our bedroom, but was stopped by Jacob's hand as he firmly placed it around my elbow.

"Ness, what's the matter honey?" he asked soothingly.

"I have spent hours trying to unpack that kitchen, and you couldn't even be as kind to help out with the living room? Jacob- I can't do this by myself or otherwise we will be living with boxes for the next five years, if I let you live that long."

"Nessie, I know you can't do this on your own- I'm just as exhausted as you are. That's why I had fallen asleep. I know you wanted us to bond over the whole moving-in experience, but there really is no point if we are unpacking in separate rooms anyway."

I then broke down in tears. I knew he was right- as much as I wanted the two of us to do this together, it was just too overwhelming. Seeing I was upset, Jacob snatched me into his arms as I continued to weep out of pure exhaustion. "Shh honey, it'll be fine. I'll call some of the guys tomorrow and they can help us unpack everything. Why don't you come lay with me on the couch. I know it's not very comfortable, but I haven't even begun to look at the bed to see how to set it up."

I sniffled a bit and then lay next to Jacob's warm body on our now soaking wet couch. Before I knew it, I was fast asleep.

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