His smile went so wide, it reached to his eyes as soon as he saw my face. I rushed towards him, hugging him when I got close enough.

"Jacob." I smiled up at his russet face, "You're here."

He smirked, "Nessie, You thought I was going to miss this?"

I giggled at my nickname. Though my mom hated it so much, I loved it. Probably because he had made it for me, that's why I loved it.

He looked at me nervously and I said, "But you've been gone lately…"

He hugged me tightly, "Things are just getting a little busy around La Push, but I would never skip out on you."

I put my face into his chest, smiling at his words.' I would never skip out on you.' Running it through my head again, I could feel the warmth in my cheeks. Blushing, again. It was funny how Jacob Black could have that effect on me so easily.

"Plus," Jacob went on, "Your mom asked me to pick you up from school. She's doing some last minute shopping for your birthday. And you know how much Bella hates shopping, she brought Edward along with her."

"She's still shopping?" I frowned at the thought, "But my birthday's tomorrow."

"Yah, well, Bella is never prepared." He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me away from him, staring at my face. "Wow, you've gotten big. You're all grown up now."

"You look the same as always," I admitted, then pulled on his hair. "A little shaggy though."

"Winter's coming in a little while, the extra fur will keep me warm."

"It's not that close, but I admit that it's freezing."

With that, he chuckled, "Then I guess I should get you out of this cold."

I smiled at the thought of warmth, my hands were already going numb. Jacob smiled back at me and walked towards the car (which he had built all by himself) and I followed. Thanked and nodded at him as he opened the door for me.

I watched him carefully as he entered on the other side, "Being a gentleman for a reason?"

"You're a lady now," He stated, "You deserve the best."

I glared, "I'm almost 16, that doesn't really count as a lady. And, not to mention, you wanted the best for me before this."

"Like I said, you deserve it."

I glared out the window, embarrassed by his words, "Ya, whatever."

He chuckled, "I may have said this a million times, but you are just like your mother. As stubborn as Bella."

I smiled at him, "I hope you know that's a compliment to me."

Jacob grinned, "I know."

It was silent for a moment. Then, though I had been hiding it before, I shivered.

"You cold?" He sounded worried, I hated when I worried him, "I know, the heats not working, piece of crap." He smacked the dashboard dramatically.

I smiled, he didn't usually dislike his vehicle, "Im not cold." I lied.

Betrayed by my half-human body, my teeth chattered noisily.

Instinctively, he put and arm around me and I felt a lot warmer. I touched my hand to his cheek, letting him see that I was not worth the worry, but I was very grateful.

"You're worth it…" He mumbled, his hand gripping my shoulder protectively.

I didn't know what to say to him, so I stayed silent. Not long after, we pulled off the highway into the space in between some trees. I always found it amusing that our house was so well hidden, my family consisting of werewolves and vampires.

My eyes widened as we pulled into the long driveway. Every tree I could see had been decorated with colourful lights, leading to the house that was covered with so many white lights it almost blinded me.

"Aunt Alice?" I asked, already knowing the answer, but he still nodded.

I rolled my eyes, "She over does everything."

I didn't expect him to laugh at me, so I just sat there, shocked.

"What's so funny, Jacob Black?" I watched his face carefully as he pulled into the house's massive garage.

"Nothing," He laughed, "Nothing at all." He cut the engine abruptly, but I wasn't giving up so fast.

I glared at him and pulled his arm off of me, "It's not funny, it's true. She does too much."

"She just wants to make it perfect for you," He defended Alice, "Plus, we don't get a lot of birthdays around here."

"I know," I muttered amusingly, touching his face to assure him that I understood.

"Will you do something for me?" I asked suddenly, making his head cock to the side with confusion.

Jacob's eyes stared intensly into mine, "Whatever you need."

I blushed a little at his willingness to do anything for me. I noticed that my hand was still placed on his face, though I wasn't sharing any thoughts, and blushed more.

"Will you….?"I seemed to lose the words in those dark eyes, "Will you…?"

Jacob's hand touched my cheek, willing me to go on. I smiled at his warm, loving touch.

I managed to get the words out in rush, "Will you tell me more about your kind?"

"My kind?"

I could feel my temperaturego up with his face so close to mine, "You know, the shape shifters and their abilities." The words came in a disasterous rush.

He seemed to understand me, "I guess I can tell you more, but later."

I smiled in victory, "Of course."

He removed his hand from my face then, and I quickly moved mine. I followed his gaze out the windshield into the garage, a figure standing and galring at Jacob.

It was Aunt Rosalie, I knew. She had never grown to really trust Jacob, though I was safest when I was with him. If something would ever happen, I knew my parents would give me to Jacob for protection. Rosalie, on the other had, would never leave me in his care.

Jacob immediatelty got out of the car, coming around to my door to help me out. I smiled gratefully at him and rushed inside to get warm. The only thing I heard before entering the house was "What are you doing, mutt?" That was not a good sign.

I waited inside for a while, watching tv with my uncle Emmett. Like me, he preferred to stay away from fights, unless they were physical. I was glad he was there, keeping me company. We sat on the couch for a while in silence, his massive arm on the back of the couch behind me.

"So….what did Jacob do this time?" His question caught me off guard.

"Don't know." I whispered, but knew he could hear me perfectly.

He chuckled, but it seemed more like a bellow to me. I glared up at him, wondering what was so funny to him. He looked at me jokingly and put his hands up in defense.

"Chill," Emmett smiled widely, "I didn't say anything wrong."

My glare deepened, "Then what was so funny?"

"Jacob Black, that's what."

"What's wrong with Jake?"

He chuckled again because of me saying his nickname, "He's seems to do something wrong. Lately Rose has been getting more angry with him."

I rolled my eyes at him, "She can't get any more mad at him." Even as these words came out, I could kinda understand what he meant.

Emmett looked back at the tv. Baseball, cullens loved baseball. Unfortunetly, because of my uncle mentioning that, I couldn't concentrate on the game. All I could think about was what would make Rosalie even more mad at Jacob when nothing had changed. I suddenly became suspicious.

"What's going on?" I asked my uncle quietly.

He looked at me weirdly, his expression a mix of shock and a mask to hide his other emotions. Suddely, everything clicked.

"Alice had a vision!" I accused, glaring at him when his mask fell and reveled that, yes, I was right.

"You need to be quiet, you are not supposed to know." He warned me.

I rolled my eyes again, "What happened in the vision?"

Emmett opened his mouth to speak, but immediately closed it a moment later. It was the sound of the door closing that was the only indication that Jake and Rosaliue had entered the house. Apparently, their fight was done.

"Hey Jake," I called to him, but he didn't look at me. Instead, he looked up at the top of the staircase. In a second, Emmett was right beside Rosalie. I looked at the top of the stairs curiously, seeing only my aunt alice peering down at our faces.

"Jake?" She called, her voice like bells, "We need to talk to you up here."

I felt alone, everyone knew something that I didn't. And it was about me, it had to be. But what had Alice seen in her vision? Was it the volturi, coming back to destroy me like they wanted to years ago? My imagination betrayed me, making me helpless and somehow…scared. How bad was this vision?

I saw everyone go upstairs and my heart fell into my stomach. It was important enough to make a family meeting, and one that couldn't wait for my parents to return.

At first, I stayed downstairs, trying to focus on the game, but it didn't work very well. Before I knew it, I was stalking up the stairs, my vampire instincts taking over to make my footsteps much softer. I stalked down the hallway upstairs, watching the doors. All of them were wide open, except for one, Carlisle's office. I glided over to the door, putting my ear as close to it as possible.

"we have to trust alice's vision, "Carlisle explained to the group.

Jacob growled, "You don't even know if it's true! I'm going to protect Renesme!"

"Mutt." Roslaie warned him, "Alice's visions always come true."

'I won';t allow it." Jake fought back.

"I'm so sorry, Jacob." Esme whispered sadly, "But according to her vision, you're not going to be here to stop it."

"what exactly did you see?" Jasper asked Alice in his husky voice.

"I saw Jacob," She explained, "With the volturi, but willingly. He was like one of their guard dogs."

I held in a gasp, but became confused. Surely one of those vampires had heard me, why hadn't they stopped talking?

"I saw us fighting many werewolves," Alice explained, "And Emmet getting chewed to pieces by about eight of them."

Emmett chuckled, "Eight? I could take eight."

Alice ignored him and went on, "Then I saw Nessie, running towards Jacob…and he attacked her."

I gasped suddenly, and at almost the same time I heard Jacob erupt angrily, his growls louder then I had ever heard.

"No Jacob!" Carlisle warned, "You must calm down or you will transform here!"

I could hear the sound of Jacob's feet moving on the floor and then almost soundless footsteps (Vampire footsteps) rush across the floor. Jacob growled again, but the end began to become a howl. I heard a thump as someone fell to the floor and by then I was done with listening.

Would they hurt Jacob because I was in danger? I began to hyperventilate and without thinking, burst through the door screaming.

I yelled at the top of my lungs, "NO!!! DON'T HURT HIM!!!"