Sunset

I do not own twilight nor ever plan to take credit for it

In front of the Cullens great white mansion, Renesmee stood in the meadow dancing with the snow. Her melodic voice provided enough musical interpretation for her to do a mock waltz. Nearby stood Jacob. He watched her impatiently only longing to touch her. His greatest wish was just to tell her the truth about his imprinting, to let her know it's true nature. He observed how the snow danced with Renesmee. The snow seemed to never land on her, but instead to make her look even more beautiful.

"Jacob," she called out twirling herself around to face him. Stretching her hands toward him it was apparent how much she had grown."Come. Dance with me." she pleaded with him while flashing her perfect teeth at him. It was a sly smile. She knew she was going win. However, Jacob was torn between the girl he knew and the woman she was becoming. Jacob could no longer pretend that she was a baby. His feelings toward her were maturing and it was tearing Jacob apart.

At this point all Jacob could do was smile back at he and shake his head. "Nessa you know I don't dance. Please don't make me do it." She skipped over to him in three graceful steps. Tugging on his arm as she went back towards the meadow she said," Jacob, what's life if you don't enjoy. Well, most people dance in the rain." She was already in his arms ready to be swept away on her snowy mock dance floor. " I however prefer the snow." Her last word was trilled making her voice sound playful. Then she began to hum again.

Jacob's mind began to wonder as they danced. What if she rejected he? What if her friends in La Push became too interested and got to her before I get the guts to confront her? What if she still sees me as the man who protected her as a child and this made it impossible for her to love me romantically? "Nessa," he said.

"hmmm," was her only response, yet she looked him in the eyes as she spoke. " I..." he began but needed to clear his throat. "I need to tell you about something. Something about me. But I can't do it now. I mean what I'm trying to say is would you like to come to the bonfire with me in La Push. It would be much easier to do it there." They stopped dancing and Renesmee became worried.

"Jacob what's wrong? Something's troubling you. I want to help." She began moving her hand toward his face but Jacob caught it in his own hand before she could reach him. He savored little stolen momemts like this one. It was the only time he could let himself feel his true passion for her. "Trust me Nessa, you will get your answers tonight."

"But..."she began only to be cut off.

"Tonight." and that was the end of it.

"Oh, you have your piano lesson with your father here soon kiddo. Let me walk you inside." They walked up the steps into the white marble room. Emmett and Roselie sat on the couch fingers intertwined watching TV. Esmee and Alice sat at a spinning table working on their latest pastime, pottery. Edward was waiting for Renesmee at the piano when they came in.

"Did you have fun?" Edward asked his daughter hugging her gently. Instead of explaining it all she just showed him her memory. When Edward came to his eyes went furious.

"Alice take Renesmee shopping for awhile. Jacob we need to talk." His eyes narrowed and Jacob knew that he had a fight ahead of him.