Authors Note:So, I'm not really a huge fan of the Edward/Bella relationship, but I do love the Twilight saga and I instantly fell in love with the Jacob/Nessie relationship, and I thought it was left really unfinished, so I decided that I would write a story on how I wanted things to plan out. This story takes place about 7 years after Breaking Dawn, and will probably contain spoilers so if you haven't read BD, go read it, and then come back to read this. Also, this story is rated M for some future themes.

Disclaimer:I don't own any of Ms. Meyer's fabulous characters. The only thing I own is this blog. (:

Tuesday. Another day that Jacob wasn't here. I've been marking my calender, since two weeks ago when he stopped showing up, for every day that he isn't here. It sounds more pathetic than it actually is.

No, maybe that's a lie. It's pretty pathetic.

Speaking of pathetic, sitting in bed all day sulking over my best-friend-gone-missing was probably not helping my case in any way. So, with much effort, I heaved myself out of bed and landed with a loud thud on the floor, which takes a lot of effort when you come from a family of vampires who can do just about anything without making so much as a whisper of noise.

When I finally reached the bottom of the steps (I'd been staying in the big house since Jacob left, because I really didn't need to hear my parents talking about me, or anything else I didn't need to here. Though I'd rather have the latter if I needed to choose), I heard my dad calling me. Not in a low voice, like he normally calls me in, but a full blown yell.

"Yeah, dad?" I said in a hushed voice when I reached the kitchen. Which to be truthful, too much time is spent in, considering our house is filled with non-eating vampires.

"Sit down, please, Renesmee," He looked at me with tense eyes. "I need to talk to you about something."

Okay... well, "something" with my dad usually meant something that he over analyzed and mutated until it was fit to be a reason for him to be angry with me. And this usually started with - aha! He must have been rummaging through my mind the past few days. That explains why I've been seeing him around the big house much more then usual when I'm staying here.

I sat down and looked at him, my eye's equally tense. "What is it, dad?"

"Renesmee," he started "Why have you been so out of sorts lately?"

I don't know, dad, maybe because my best friend's gone missing and I have absolutely no one to talk to? That might be a reason.

His expression changed dramatically, from one of concern to anger. Damn it, I need to stop forgetting that he can hear everything.

"Sorry, dad. I forgot. I just-"

He cut me off. "It's alright. You don't need to be upset much longer though"

He started to smile, and I was about to question him until I heard three loud raps on the front door. I quickly shot my gaze back to my dad, and raised my eyebrows suspiciously. He just nodded and gestured towards the door, before walking out the back.

I shrugged it off, and stood up to answer the door. I was hoping to see Jacob there, but I knew that wasn't likely. I took a deep breath before I opened it, smoothing back my messy bun (just incase), and opened it.

How was it, that after being away from someone so long, your imagined picture of them in your mind never lives up to how beautiful they actually are?

We just looked at each other for a second, neither one of us daring to say a word. To be honest, I don't think that either one of us had anything to say. Being away from Jake so long left me completely speechless when I was face to face with him again.

I didn't know what to do, so I just stood there, and stared at him.

He took a deep breath and blinked a few times, and it looked like he was trying to hold back tears but I knew better.

"Nessie…" He breathed, his eyes growing lighter, more coherent of where he was.

I was still staring blankly at him, dazed. Once I caught up with what was going on, my anger fizzed up inside of me and I turned my back to him to walk away. But it was too late, and he was too fast. He caught my arm and turned me back to him and looked at me with pleading eyes that I just couldn't turn my back on.

"Nessie, please. Just let me explain." His voice was so low, almost a whisper and I conceded to it all to easily.

"Explain what, Jacob? Why you left me for weeks, with no explanation? Why you never called or… or - anything? How you left me with no one to talk to?" I was fuming, I couldn't just let him get away with this by giving me his puppy dog look. No way, it wasn't happening. "Now why would that need an explanation?"

His gaze left my eyes and dragged down to his feet and I felt guilt rush over me for being so harsh.

"I'm sorry, Jake. I didn't mean to yell at you. It's just. I don't know." I sighed and sat down on the couch and he looked a little awkward, so I moved a few pillows and patted the space next to me. "You can sit if you want to."

He did, and I could feel the tense in the air between us. Why did it have to be so hard? It never was like this. We were just best friends. Just Jake and Nessie, and that was it. So why did that feel like it wasn't enough?

"How about this," he began, and I could see the apologetic look lurking somewhere in the back of his eyes. "If you give me five minutes to explain, and you're still upset with me when I'm finished, you don't have to ever talk to me again."

I was taken aback at that. Like I could live without ever speaking to Jake again? Was he crazy?

I nodded anyways and allowed him to continue.

"So, here's what happened." He paused, looking at me to make sure that I was listening and continued when he saw that I was. "There was a vamp in the area, and she was fast. You don't know how fast she was Ness. And she kept trying to find holes in us, we don't know why but we think it might have been -" He sensored himself, but I didn't question him and he kept going. "Well anyways, we couldn't catch her and we had to move the pack out of the area to corner her. And I was pretty much wolf 24/7 and I couldn't take the chance of coming back. I was too busy trying to protect you Ness. The only thing more important to me than being with you as much as I possibly can, is keeping you safe."

He took a breath, trying to catch up with himself and I couldn't be mad at him anymore. If I could have kissed him right there and then, I would have, but I knew that was out of the question so I just threw my arms around him in a big hug.

"Oh, Jacob!" I exclaimed, "I'm so - so relieved!"

He looked at me questioningly. "Relieved?"

I nodded my head with as much speed as I could manage and I pressed my palm gently to the side of his neck, transferring him my feelings of emptiness when he was gone, and how I had thought he was tired of me, and wouldn't ever come back. His eye's glazed over throughout this little show, so I knew he was watching, and when I pulled my hand back he squeezed me harder until I could barely breathe.

"Ness, I could never, ever, ever get tired of you. You're my best friend." My face fell a little at that, but I hoped he hadn't noticed. "And I've been around this long, haven't I?"

I chuckled quietly. "Yeah, I guess you have."

He grinned and the whole room became brighter. My Jacob, my sun, was finally back. And it didn't matter right then if I had him as a best friend, or as a - but I couldn't think the word. The only thing that mattered at that moment was that he was there with me.