What Dreams May Come.
Chapter 1- New Traditions
Renesmee's POV
Suddenly there was a fear in me that only came second to that caused by what the Volturi struck in me.
Only hours earlier, I became Mrs. Jacob Black, and now here we are preparing to leave the protective fold of my family and me the ever blushing bride, a trait I would curse my mother for later, was on the precipice of womanhood. Literally.
"Hey, Wolf Boy?" Leave it to Uncle Emmett to completely ruin whatever happy moments I had left referring to my new husband by less than flattering epithets. MY HUSBAND. Jacob looked at me with new eyes everyday but this was something different. It was as if the world would slow whenever he was near me.
"Yes, Rock-Brain?" So it begins. The usual banter of snide comments gave me a sense of familiarity given the coming moments. Jacob left me side to answer the almost too gleeful remarks of my Uncle. Their competitiveness was completely tireless.
Before he could open his mouth to speak, my mother hit Uncle Emmett with a force so strong it sent him sailing into the wood. 10 seconds later we heard the snapping of trees, and the sound of Uncle Emmett trying desperately to figure out who hit him. Everyone laughed. Appearently in on some joke that I would never comprehend. Honestly I wasn't sure I wanted to. Something made me sense that whatever he was about to say was highly inappropriate.
"You have no idea." The velvet voice of my Father as he smiled at the enjoyment of what my mother had done and the love of having one final conversation before his daughter was truly no longer his.
Aunt Rose was at Uncle Emmett's side instantly. "Whatever you were about to say… DON'T!"
"NICE ONE BELLA!" Jacob smiled at my mother.
She looked at Uncle Emmett with fire in her eyes. "Em, I'm sure I won't have to remind you again of the conversation we had shortly after my wedding, do I?" she was baring her teeth with a smile that sent chills down my spine. I had never seen her like this. Still I remained clueless to whatever it was that was going on.
Uncle Emmett shrunk under her gaze, and if you've seen Uncle Emmett that is next to impossible. The man was a Beast. "No Bella, I think you have jogged my memory just fine, thank you."
Whatever it was that was causing my nerves washed away and was replaced with an overly peaceful calm. I smiled watching Uncle Jasper slip beside his pixie-like mate; he mouthed the words "You're welcome." He knew me so well.
After lengthy and love filled good-byes from both of our extensive families it was time to leave. Our first night of our honey moon was to be spent in the penthouse suite of the Four Seasons in Seattle. A gift from Grandpa Carlisle and Grandma Esme. Just the beginning of our two month vacation from the world. Sure to be laced with all the luxury that my families endless fortune could afford. The love of my family washed over me. This was the longest I had ever been away from them. I missed them already and we were barely down the drive-way.
Jake sensed my reluctance to leave. "You know we don't have to leave just yet. I'm in no rush to take you away from everything you have ever known even if it is for my own selfish reasons." He smiled that Jake smile that belonged to me. MY JACOB. Those two words had more meaning today than they did yesterday. I melted. I more than melted. I evaporated. I thought I'd fade into ecstasy when I realized he was holding my hand. He now knew the real reason for my fear. His smiled at me again. This time I noticed his own fear lying in his eyes. "I'm just as nervous as you are. Ness, it's going to be fine. And if it's not, we've got forever to practice." His thoughts turned devious. His smile slightly slyer than it had been before. I didn't have to have my Fathers mind-reading powers to know what was brewing in that angelic mind of his. There was nothing left to say.
I woke to the sounds of the valet greeting us under the canopy of the hotel. "Good Evening Mr. and Mrs. Black." If the valet knew what was best for him, he would think twice before lingering his daze on my legs as I got out of the car. We checked into our room. Our luggage already there thanks to Aunt Alice. God only knows what she packed. I had seen my mother roll her eyes at her earlier after she told us of the arrangements. I shuddered at the thought. Jake laughed knowing where my thoughts were. Again I found myself melting. My face growing redder by the minute.
We stood at the door of the suite too afraid to move. For the first time in my short 9 years, I noticed that Jake was trembling, and this had nothing to do with phasing.
I reached for him doing what I had always done to calm him. For some reason this kiss had been more urgent than those before it. I clung to him with desperation praying for the moment to never end. I knew what waited on the other side of that door.
"Ness…" "Jacob..." The only words that could be said after we began to breathe again. He slid the key into the lock, never for an instant letting go of my hand. The power of this man's touch could never lose its grip on me and it was all mine. FOREVER.
The room was like something you only dream of. The floor was covered in red rose petal leading a trail from the door to the bed. The lighting was perfect. The large glass windows showing the true beauty of the Seattle skyline. The smell of every flower imaginable waved through the air. On the bed were more rose petals spelling the initials J&R B. My lullaby playing softly in the background. Tonight would be the first night that we would share a bed together. The flowers only intensified the moment. I blushed at the thought of being in his arms when I woke in the morning, without the consequences of death to Jake from my mother and father.
"Are you really thinking of your parents right now?" he said laughing "talk about a mood spoiler."
I laughed through the burning red of my face in spite of myself. Were all women this nervous on the first night with their husbands? Was I a freak for feeling so helpless when I was in the most protected place in the world? Jacob's arms. Nothing could harm me in this moment, but I was terrified. No one had prepared me for this reaction on what was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. I cried.
Horrified, Jake picked me up and walked me through the door of our perfect suite. This was not going well with the tradition and the mood had totally been ruined by my irrational behavior.
"Ness, honey what's wrong? Are the flowers making you nauseous? I will kill Alice if these flowers make you stop breathing. Is it room up too high? You want me to get you something. A soda, water, a grizzly bear, anything. Just answer me!" The desperation of his words shook me from my stupor. I laughed slightly at the idea of him dragging a giant dead animal through the revolving doors of the hotel lobby.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" His eyes full of curiosity to my question caused him to force a nervous laugh. His body language showing the amount of his concern.
"Jake…. What if I do it wrong?" The way he looked at me made me wish right then that I could melt right into him and walk under his skin as a part of him. He smiled my smile and sat me on the bed. He turned and went to the bathroom. Seconds later I heard the bath running. I smelled the Jasmine bubble bath and relaxed. My sobs no more than silent tears now.
"Renesmee Carlie Black, nothing that you ever do is wrong to me. I am just as inexperienced in this as you are. Like I told you earlier, we are in no rush. There is no such thing as time for us. We have forever." He bent down to match my gaze. One look in those beautiful eyes and I knew he was telling the truth. "I would never ask you to do something that you were not ready for and I never will. Have a little faith in me will you?" I nodded. The lump in my throat was still working its way down.
"Now, go relax in the bath while I make the necessary calls back home and give Leah and Seth my orders to return to Sam. I will return in an hour. I think you need some time to your thoughts." I nodded again walking to large blinding light of the bathroom.
Not the way I expected my first night as a newly -wed to go. I heard the door close gently behind me as Jake made his way down to the hotel bar, probably going to settle his nerves and giving me enough time to settle mine.
I sank into the water like a rock causing some of the water to splash on the floor. Am I really that big of an idiot? Here I had the greatest man I had ever know willing and ready to make love to me and I was acting like a complete ignoramus. Damning my human-half more than ever now, I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. How was I so exhausted, oh yea I just spent the last three hours mentally kicking myself for not looking on the internet for ways to have sex with your husband. I chucked before drifting deeper.
I felt something warm touching my back. I realized something was splashing and heard the lilac scented soap hit the bottom of the tub. I smiled when I realized the scent of my husband. Forever on his endless quest to make me happy, here he was bathing me. I relaxed and let the man I love do what he had always done. Take care of me. After the amazing bath, I felt more relaxed than ever. I was beginning to think he drugged me.
He laughed at the thought I was transferring to him. I now found myself damning my vampiric side and all the gifts that came with it. Wrapping me in a very fluffy towel Jake lifted me out and carried me back to our bed. This time I didn't cry. I opened my eyes and took in the beauty in front of me. Jake's dark brown eyes met mine as they drunk him in. There is nothing like a 6'7 Native American man with a face like an angel and the body to kill and knowing that he could if someone hurt you, standing in front of you to suddenly realize what you have.
"Jake." He looked at me in wonderment. It was if I was some goddess stretched out on the bed and was calling to him with the voice of a siren.
"Ness?" He made no effort to hide his eyes taking in the view of my body. I reached for him and kissed him with a confidence I didn't know I had. Was I seducing my husband? Was it working? I didn't have to wait for a reply to my own questions Jake had me in his arms with a new found passion that can only come from taking what you always have known to be yours.
I sat on my knees at the end of the bed and began undoing his tie and the buttons of his shirt. His eyes never leaving mine. Taking his face in mine I whispered, "Jake, I'm ready now."
No more words were said that night. Instinct took over as my Jacob laid me down on the bed. He was never known for his gentleness so his light touches were shocking to me. He kissed my neck, my face, my eyes, leaving no place untouched. I had never felt more wanted in my life. I was drunk on his scent and needing him like oxygen.
His grip on me tightened. The dizzying feeling of not being able to breathe pushed me deeper into this new wonderment. I was beyond floating on air. Everything disappeared. My husband, my Jacob was making love to me like I was the most important thing in the world to him, a fact that I had always known and at this moment no one could argue. I was his and he was mine. FOREVER.
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