Ok, I wanted to write a story about Jacob and Renesmee as soon as I'd read Breaking Dawn. So here it is. Updates will be unbelievably quick as I don't have much time to write it in! Not sure how long it will be as yet so we'll see. Hope you all like it!

Please review, good or bad, so I know where to go from here! thanks xx

I awoke with a start, just like most nights. In the past few months I had been having the strangest dreams. They all involved someone I had known a long time ago; real memories of him I think, ones I had forgotten over our time apart. Although these memories and dreams were all different, they always ended the same way. I remembered I lost him and he just disappeared. That's when I woke up, the same feeling fluttering through me each time – despair, loss, heartbreak.

It was five years ago that my family decided we had to move, for various reasons. The first being that we were constantly under the threat of being attacked; the volturi had let me live all those years ago, but some other vampires didn't feel quite the same about it. Secondly, whilst I was rapidly growing, the rest of my family were not. They didn't want the town of Forks getting suspicious about what we are. What they are, anyways. I wasn't allowed to go in to town; I changed too much, so nobody knew about me enough to get suspicious.

I was around six years old if you compared me to another child; two if you counted from when I was born. Jacob was my best friend. I wanted him to come with us. We used to do everything together. But his werewolf pack needed him in case of more vampire attacks from those who hadn't heard we'd moved. Plus Grandpa Carlisle thought the family might have some difficulties living in such close proximity to a werewolf for such a long time. So Jacob had to stay.

One day we just packed up and left. I couldn't help much. I didn't really understand what was going on. I just sat on Jacob's lap while he cuddled me and tried not to cry. He didn't want me to go either.

We went to Esme Island. It was my mum's idea. The only place where people couldn't see me change so much and I could just go and play outside whenever I wanted. I was also conceived there. Not that I want to think about the details of that! Eww!

I loved the Island. It was so bright and beautiful and there were so many things to do and play with. But I missed Jacob a lot. I thought about him nearly all the time. My dad tried to distract me – he knew I thought about Jacob way too much. It worked a little. As the months and years passed I thought about him less and less.

But, as I've said, lately he's been starring in my dreams. I can't even explain the desperate urge I have just to see him again, talk to him. I don't even know if he still remembers me. Probably has a new best friend.

Trying to stop myself from reminiscing and missing Jacob, I climbed out of bed and swept down the stairs. Obviously everyone was already awake; I'm the only one that actually sleeps. Dad came straight to my side. As usual. He has a tendency to be overprotective even when it isn't necessary.

"Did you sleep OK, Renesmee?" He looked concerned.

"Eavesdropping on my dreams again, Dad?" It really bugged me when he did that. I tell him everything anyway; I don't know why he has to listen in all the time. Of course he could hear this now.

"Sorry. I don't mean to. I just worry about you." He did look genuinely sorry. I knew he worried. I didn't really do anything to help the matter. That's why I told him everything, at least then if he worried there was a real concern. That's the theory anyway. Doesn't quite work out like that. I touched his cheek to show him the dream I'd had. He looked exactly how I felt. Sad didn't describe it.

Before either of us had a chance to comment, Alice danced to my side. "I've been waiting for you to wake up. I'm bored. I want to paint your nails."

I glanced at dad and held back a sigh. "Sure Alice." I knew she was just trying to cheer me up as well. The whole family were. It was easier to just let them.

After having my nails painted purple by Alice, I was taken diving with Emmett, tried on new clothes with Rose, and studied with Carlisle. I watched TV briefly with Jasper. Funnily enough that was the happiest part of my day. I felt pretty tired after it all to be honest. Sometimes the family forgot I needed sleep. Not my mum though.

"Come on honey, I want a nice girly chat before you sleep." She smiled at me. My mum knew exactly what was going on and seemed to be the only one that actually made me feel better.

We settled in my bed as though we were both going to sleep. I guess my mum remembers what it's like to feel tired. She hasn't been a vampire for very long. Only seven years.

"You used to be so happy" she sighed. I didn't know what to say to that. Yes, I used to be happy.

"Believe it or not I know how you're feeling." She looked at me, uncertain. How did she know how I felt? She'd never lost anyone. Not really. She still spoke to Charlie and Rene on the phone, even if she didn't see them. I told her so.

"I know it seems that way to you. But when I was human, before you were thought of, before your dad and I were married, he left me." She paused briefly to let me take this statement in. How was this possible? I'd never seen or heard of a love stronger than theirs.

"He thought it was for the best. He was too dangerous for me when I was human, and was ruining my life. Or so he believed. I've never experienced such a great pain. That's why I didn't want to take you away from Jacob. But I wouldn't have done it if I wasn't one hundred per cent certain that you would be with him again one day. I promise you that." She looked like she would be crying if her body was able to.

I had no idea I would be able to see Jacob again. I had to make it as soon as possible. I didn't know why I felt so strongly about seeing my best friend from so long ago, but I had to. I touched my mother's cheek, showing her an image of Jacob with such a strong pull towards him that she gasped.

"We'll go home as soon as possible. Don't worry about what anyone else says. I'll take you back right away. Go to sleep and I'll sort it out with everyone else."

I sighed, feeling slightly better. My mum always knew what to do, and I trusted her completely when she said we'd go back asap.