A/N It's been forever since I wrote anything for this account, for two simple reasons: lack of inspiration and time. I've decided to revisit this story, mostly because I think it has potential and my writing has improved so much from the time I started writing this. As I said when I started, I know this is a very random pairing but I think they could be cute and they would certainly have an interesting dynamic. Please let me know what you think.

Disclaimer: All of the characters found in this fanfiction belong to Stephanie Meyer. I own nothing.

Chapter One

Renesmee's eyes darted towards the movement coming from the trees that surrounded her. Whatever it was approaching her was large- very large. She found herself instinctively crouching in anticipation, her hands curling into claws as she awaited the arrival of the threat.

The rustling quickly grew louder until she realised the source was only a few hundred yards away. She braced herself, ready for an attack before gasping as a gray wolf came bounding towards her.

"Embry!"

The wolf's huge shoulder's shook with what was clearly laughter. Renesmee growled softly. "It's not funny. You could've given me a heart attack."

Embry-wolf moved closer, his eyes downcast as if in repentance. She didn't believe it for a second; even in his wolf form Embry's brown eyes were brimming with mirth. "Hey, urm, I'm not my dad so could you change, please?"

If he could have done so, Renesmee was sure Embry would have raised an eyebrow at her suggestion. She blushed as she pointed towards the nearby bushes he had burst from a few minutes before. "Over there."

Embry rolled a giant brown eye before darting off to return to his human self. Not for the first time, Renesmee pondered how much she wanted a dog.

"Hey!"

She jumped at the sound of Embry's voice. She turned her back on him as he came forward. "You're not forgiven," she replied sullenly, folding her arms across her chest.

She heard a scoff. "Don't give me that rubbish, Brown Eyes." Without warning Renesmee found herself pulled into a tight hug. She squirmed against his grip before giving up with a huff.

"Fine. You're forgiven." Embry released his grip on her, stepping back as she turned around. He smirked at her, clearly pleased with himself.

"See? I knew I could get you to forgive me," he grinned, nudging her playfully.

Renesmee glared at him out of the corner of her eye before relenting, pulling his closer for another hug. She smiled at the warmth before it occurred to her that he was still lacking a shirt. Reluctantly, she pulled away, smiling up at him as she took his hand instead. "Are you coming to the party tonight?"

Embry frowned for a second before smiling. "I can't. Sorry, Brown Eyes but your boyfriend has me on night duty."

It was Renesmee's turn to roll her eyes. "Jake's not my boyfriend." Much as she loved Jacob, it had begun to occur to her that everyone, including Aunt Rosalie, expected her to marry Jacob. She just wished they would let her have a say- Imprint or no imprint.

Oblivious to her inner turmoil, Embry chuckled softly. "Sure. I'll see you later?" He asked, squeezing her hand before hurrying into the trees, his body already shaking as he began to change.

*x*x*

Renesmee lounged on the couch, watching as her mother played chess against Emmett. She sighed before picking up her formerly discarded copy of Dracula. Her mother beating Emmett was not as interesting to watch as the matches between her father and Alice. At that moment Alice herself was far too busy decorating for her mother's party to take part.

"Nessie," her pixie-like aunt cooed, dancing into view. "It's time to shop!"

Renesmee frowned as Jasper walked past. "I lost a bet," he explained sourly as Alice ushered the pair of them into the garage. "I should've known better," he admitted, climbing into the driver's seat.

With Jasper driving the journey to Port Angeles barely took five minutes. As her aunt put money in the parking meter Renesmee pulled her uncle aside. "You should have driven slowly; all the shops would've been closed," she whispered.

He chuckled, holding his hand out to Alice as she returned, allowing himself to be pulled towards the shops. Renesmee fell behind, watching them fondly. She hoped that if she had to marry Jacob they would be as happy as her aunt and uncle. Except, Jake wasn't the person she saw when she tried to imagine herself in that situation.

"Renesmee!"

She shook her head, running to catch up.

It took Alice hours to find an outfit she found acceptable. She had pushed Renesmee from one changing room to another as an amused Jasper gave his verdict on each item while he avoided his wife's determined marching.

"Why don't you get some popcorn?" Renesmee cried, exasperated by her aunt's constant pulling and tugging. "It will help you enjoy the show."

Jasper had simply roared with laughter.

*x*x*

Embry ran alongside Seth, the pace slower than he would like.

A cub could run faster than this.

Seth whined next to him. I've been running the perimeter every night all week.

As the sandy wolf yawned Embry growled to himself. Jacob had recently fallen into the habit of spending every possible second with Renesmee. It was ridiculous; the pack leader had not been so over the top when Renesmee was a baby and in actual danger.

It's not your fault, bro. Why don't you take the rest of the night off?

Seth-wolf yawned again, shaking his head.

Seriously, I'll get this done faster without you. Rest, Seth. He added as Seth began to protest.

Embry was right; without Seth he managed to survey the border twice before coming across Renesmee in her drawing tree. He watched her for a minute, smiling to himself as he watched her concentrate, moving her hair from her face with evident frustration. He felt himself melt back into his human self, suddenly grateful that Jacob insisted his pack ensured they had clothes nearby at all times.

"Renesmee!"

If she hadn't inherited her father's sense of balance she would surely have fallen from the tree. Instead, she whirled gracefully in the direction of his voice. "Embry! You startled me," she admitted, leaping from the tree.

"Second time today," he grinned, holding his arms out for a hug.

"It's not funny." Renesmee pouted, slipping into his outstretched arms and sighing contentedly. He allowed himself to rest his chin on top of her head for a moment before remembering what she had been doing when he found her.

"What were you drawing, Brown Eyes?"

She removed herself from his arms, looking for something in her pocket and holding out a single piece of rumbled paper. "Here."

Embry stared at the drawing- a wolf howling at a full moon- and recognised himself with a jolt. For some reason he couldn't explain it pleased him that Renesmee would want to draw him. "This is amazing, Ren."

"You didn't call me 'Nessie'," she whispered, finally meeting his eyes.

It was his turn to blush. He coughed awkwardly. "Well, you don't look like a Scottish monster to me." Renesmee laughed. "Besides, you don't seem fond of 'Nessie'. Why would I use a nickname you don't like?"

He looked away from her face, taking in her outfit for the first time- he wasn't particularly well informed when it came to fashion. The lilac dress reminded him of her mother's party but it wasn't the dress he was looking at. His gaze lingered on her wrist where a delicate bracelet sat adorned with a diamond heart that had been a gift to her mother from her father hung next to a small wolf- a gift from Jacob to Bella. "Shouldn't you be at the party? It is your mother's birthday after all."

Renesmee groaned at the reminder. "It's not like she's not going to have many, many, many, many," she continued, laughing as Embry nodded his head in time with every 'many' she added.

"More," he finished for her, grinning broadly.

"Exactly." She reached out to take his hand, jumping back as Jacob appeared.

"Embry, I thought you were running the border with Seth." It wasn't a question. Embry could hear the annoyance in his leader's voice. Fortunately Jake was too busy staring at Renesmee to notice Embry narrowing his eyes.

"Seth was tired. I ran the perimeter, twice, before I came across Renesmee here. He's not a machine you know."

Renesmee looked at Embry in shock before stepping closer to Jake. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have kept you, Embry. Sorry."

"Yeah, see you around," he muttered, offering her drawing.

"Keep it, it's yours," she whispered, taking Jacob's hand and leading him back to the Cullen house.

"Renesmee Carlie Cullen, your mother has been worried sick," Jake chastised when they were halfway back to the house, his grip on Renesmee's hand still tighter than she'd have liked.

"My mother physically cannot be sick," Renesmee laughed, waving as her family noticed the approaching pair. She frowned as she noticed every pair of eyes had fallen on the hand that was entwined with Jake's.

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A/N I hope people are still interested in this story even after all the waiting. Sorry about that. I'm happier with this version so far and I hope to fully continue this story. Please R&R?