This is a new story under the title of a story I recently deleted. It's got the same plot, but that story wasn't even worthy of being called a story. This is just a try at the Jacob/Nessie scenario. Un-betaed, but I'm looking for one! I don't own Twilight, or anything else you recognise.

In a New World

Living as a half vampire isn't normal. Normal is soo overrated.

So, maybe I'm underrated? I don't know.

Happy Endings come in strange ways. I'm beyond strange.

But hey? If I get what I want, I'm all for it.

I'm not rotten. Just spoiled. I appreciate it, but I don't always love it. And Daddy says I'm just like my mother in that sense.

I'm not mean. Just short fused. I just can't control my emotions. And Momma says I'm just like my father in that sense.

Everybody says how I'm like other people. I'm tiny like Aunt Alice. I'm beautiful like Aunt Rosalie. I'm dramatic like Uncle Jasper. I'm cuddly like Uncle Emmett. Everyone can find a way to compare me to another family member. But that's what being raised my a clan of vampires, a group of humans, and a pack of wolves does to you. You pick up on their behavior.

But another thing everyone says is how unique I am. How brave I am. How loving I am. But what's one to expect. I was loved from the second I was born. I had my soul mate from the second I was born. Who wouldn't be loving after that?

Jacob, my Jacob. He loved me the best. Everyone knew it. People tried to outlove him, but it never worked. He did everything in his power to love me the best. And I loved him the best. I loved everyone the same. But he was just such a special love, nothing could surpass.

"Nessie?" a soft, husky voice called through my disturbing sleep. "Wake up."

That voice, it was meaningful, but why? My Jacob was being killed before my eyes. Who would dare speak to me while my soul mate was being taken from me? The were biting him, he was hurting, burning, falling.

"Jacob!" I screamed, fighting the restraint of my captors. "Jacob no!"

"Nessie, it's okay, I'm here," the voice persisted.

"No! Jacob, please!" I cried, sobbing and shaking. "Let him go!"

"Nessie! I'm here! I'm okay!" the voice insisted. "Nessie wake up, honey! I've got you, I've got you."

Finally, the scene was gone. A large pair of arms were holding my to a huge figure, rocking me. The voice I heard was the one I needed.

"My Nessie, it's okay," Jacob cooed in my ear. "I'll make everything better. It's okay, I've got you."

I lifted my body to embrace him, his enormous figure having been defying logic by stretching his legs easily across my normal sized bed, next to myself, who sprawled out over most of it in my sleep. I clutched myself to him, sobbing. Sobbing, sobbing, sobbing. That had been the worst nightmare so far. Never had the enemy pierced him with their deadly teeth.

"I'm here, I've got you. I love you," he breathed into my ear.

After having calmed significantly, I rose to look him in the eyes, peeking through the drops of water on my eyelashes.

"They were killing you," I whispered, my voice breaking. "You were hurting, and I couldn't even hold you."

His dark eyes pierced mine with the intensity of him passion. "The only reason I would ever, ever hurt would be because you were hurting. I will never let that happen."

I felt better simply from his spoken word. "I love you," I murmured, laying my head on his shoulder. I noticed it was still extremely dark out. "How did you know I needed you? Wasn't tonight your night off?"

A knock came on the door frame. "I can answer that," said the smooth, melodic voice of my father.

I looked up and held my hand out for him. He was at my side instantly, holding my hand comfortingly. Of course he knew the nightmare. He could read my mind.

"I saw your dream, and I heard your calls. You wouldn't wake up when I tried, or your mother, so we called Jacob," he explained.

Jacob smiled. "Scared the hell outta me, too. I thought you were really injured or something. But ole Dracula here explained when I got within earshot." It amazed me how friendly Daddy and Jacob had gotten, if my earliest memories were any indicator of their previous relationship.

Daddy laughed. "Yes, we were quite uncivil, weren't we?"

At that moment, Momma walked in. What was it, family reunion in Nessie's bed day?

"I'll say. These two would fight to the death over air to breath," she muttered sarcastically.

I grinned. "Sounds like Benvolio and Tybalt," I giggled, wiping the old tears from my eyes.

"I actually used to think of them more as Romeo and Paris," Momma said, sitting at the foot of my bed and petting my foot. "Though they both resembled Tylbalt quite a bit."

The two men ignored our little jibes.

"But look now," Jacob said. "We're like... Ben and Jerry."

I busted out laughing, and Momma smirked. Daddy, grinned and shook his head. "You're comparing our relationship to ice cream. How childish... We're at least Steve and Darren."

"Yup, good friends who want to kill each other..." Jacob said sarcastically. "But last time I checked, I wasn't a vamp."

I giggled, then looked up at my wall clock. 4am. I stopped giggling. "Jacob, I woke you up so early!" I exclaimed.

"It was for you, so I don't mind," he insisted, giving me a squeeze.

"I mind! This is the sixth night in a row I've kept you from something; the third night off!" I argued, growing angry at myself. Stupid subconcious!

"I'll leave you to take this one," Daddy muttered, getting up and pulling Momma along with him out the door, closing it behind him.

Jacob laughed. "It really doesn't matter. I went to bed early, anyway."

"Ten doesn't count as early, no matter how many hours of sleep you get regularly," I fussed, scowling. "You're going to die from exhaustion."

He laughed harder. "Nessie, honey. I love you, but you're a bit overly dramatic. One, I'm immortal. Two, I won't die; collapse, maybe, but not die."

"I know one way you could die," I said softly, burying my face in his chest as a fresh wave of tears took over me.

"Oh, honey. I'll never leave you. Ever, ever, ever." He held me tightly and rocked me back and forth.

"Promise? Swear?" I asked, my voice muffled in his shirt.

He pulled back and took my face in his hands, looking me directly in the eyes. "I swear, I'll never, ever leave you."

I immediately felt better. No explanation. I just did. That's what happens when you have the power of imprinting. You can know and trust fully.

"You really should trust me. I woudn't do anything to hurt you. I can't even deny you anything easily. You know I can't."

"Jacob Black?" I said softly, making puppy eyes, my 'I want someting' look. His rambling gave me an idea.

He smirked. "What?" He knew me so well.

"Shut up and kiss me already," I demanded.

He smiled and held my face steady as he pressed his lips to mine. I would have attacked him if Daddy wasn't within mental range. When he pulled back, I pouted.

Jacob laughed. "Whcich do you want more? For me to kiss you, or for me to sleep?"

"That's not fair," I argued. Then I sighed. "You know what I want, but I know you need sleep."

He laughed more. "You're so funny!"

"I have an idea..." I said carefully, all the while screaming Please Daddy! in my head.

"What?"

"You can stay here and we can sleep together," I suggested.

A howl of laughter came from my parents' room. Momma, giggling along with Daddy's hysterical laughter, said, "That's fine."

I really didn't want to know what that was all about...

I smiled and wriggled down to lay on the edge, leaving plenty of room for Jacob's mammoth figure. He eased down and pulled me to lay in his arms.

"I love you, Nessie," he whispered against my cheek, kissing it.

"I love you, Jacob," I whispered back, twisting my head to catch his lips for a last kiss.

I was asleep soon, the warmth of Jacob enveloping me.

A/N: Please review! It's important to me that I know what people think about it. Also, I'll give the first three reviewers a sneak peek!!!

~Sidney