Prologue
"Jake! Take this, take Renesmee, and go!" Bella Cullen hissed, thrusting an envelope into Jacob Black's hands as the Volturi advanced toward the Cullen family and their friends. Bewildered Jacob grabbed up Renesmee and took off racing through the forest until he hit La Push. He went into his house setting little Renesmee Cullen on his bed. Tears were streaming down her pale face. She reached out and touched Jacob's cheek and he saw images of Bella and Edward flashing in his mind. Renesmee wanted to know why they had left her parents.
"Nessie," Jacob sighed, stroking her bronze hair. "Your mommy and daddy are going to be fine." He murmured hating himself for lying to her. He turned the envelope Bella had given him over in his hand and popped the seal. Inside there was a thick set of papers. Jacob began pulling them out and read quietly to himself. "Vanessa Wolfe?"
Jacob looked at Renesmee in horror when he realized that Bella had been planning for Jacob to run away with Renesmee when all else failed. Bella had gone to meet the Volturi, along with all the other vampires, prepared to die.
"Oh God Bella!" Jacob moaned. Renesmee looked up at him with a worried expression. I can't take care of her. He realized. And it was true. He was a teenage werewolf. He was dangerous, unpredictable, and he had to stick with his pack. Keeping Nessie was an impossibility. Jacob put his head in his hands. He could try to get her adopted out, but she wasn't…human.
"Nessie, listen," Jacob began trying to figure out what to tell her. She may still be just a toddler, but she would understand everything that was going on. There was no use in sugar coating the facts. "I need to find you a safe place to live until…until I can get things sorted out."
Renesmee's chocolate colored eyes pierced Jacob. She reminded him so much of Bella it hurt. Part of him felt he should be there saving her; the other half knew that what Bella needed was to know Renesmee was safe.
"You're not…safe…with me, sweetheart." Jacob scooped Renesmee into his arms and left his house. When he finally reached a phone booth he took a quick glance around him then dialed the operator.
"Operator. How can I help you?"
Jacob took a deep breath and focused his on Renesmee.
"Yes. I need to speak to a foster care agency."
"Please hold while I redirect your call."
Renesmee found a foster home a few days after that call. She became Vanessa Blake. And as time went by, Renesmee Cullen was lost in time. Vanessa Blake remembered nothing of her vampire family or the werewolf she loved.