Jacob:

I wish my life wasn't so complicated. How could I possibly be looking at a six year old the way I was? Sure she didn't look like a six year old, matter of fact she could easily pass for sixteen, and sure she didn't have the mind of a six year old, considering she was twice as smart and probably mature as I was. Still though, I had taught her how to ride a bike only three years ago.

We were lying together on the top of a cliff that we had found in the little town we had moved to. Ever sense she was little we would find our own little place every time we moved, so it would feel more like home. This was the first time we had stayed in a place for long. We moved here last year when we decided Nessi should start high school. She then looked only about thirteen, but now only a year later was completely filled out like a sixteen or seventeen year old. She was every boy's dream. She was approximately 5'5 and beautiful. Her pale complexion was a perfect contrast to her dark brown waves of hair. Not only did she have perfect skin ad perfect hair, but she also had the face of an angel, my angel and she knew that. She knew how much I loved her, and she also knew that I was hers.

We laid there silently as she showed me everything that had happened at school. She was a witty girl who loved to talk, but when we were alone I was the one who did all the talking, with me she preferred to just show me exactly how she saw things, and I loved it.

She then took her hand away from my face and laid on her back into the grass. This was an odd move for her, and I decided she must be tired. Then she turned back around to look at me, and surprisingly started talking.

"Jake?" she asked innocently.

"Yeah Ness, wat's up" I asked knowing this was gunna be something good.

"I was just wondering something, but I don't know how to ask," she stated looking down from my gaze blushing slightly.

"Ness you can ask me anything," I was more confused then I'd ever been. What did she feel she couldn't ask me? I was her best friend and had been there through every tear filled embarrassing moment of her life.

"Jake," she started looking up at me into my eyes,"how do you feel about me?"

Huh?

Was this really the question? I didn't know how to answer that. I could simply say I love you, but that wasn't specific enough and she'd call me on it. Was I supposed to lie and tell her that she was too young and I didn't have feelings for her yet, or was I supposed to confess how I'd been thinking about her lately? The first one I assume would hurt her and I both, but the second would get me killed by her overprotective, overzealous, vampire of a father. Hell! I never chose anything that wouldn't make Edward want to kill me.

"Ness I love you, and—", she interrupted me.

"I know you love me Jake, but how do you love me?" she asked turning away looking up at the big blue sky,"Do you love me like a little sister, or as a friend, or as more then that?"

She sat up and looked at me, all I could focus on were her eyes she had her mother's eyes, but even more beautiful. She was the most beautiful creature in the world. I guess I had my answer.

Renesmee:

The words strung out of his mouth like a symphony, it was everything I wanted to hear and more.

He took my hand as he said," Ness I want you to be more then just a friend, but if you don't want that kind of love from me yet, then I can wait because the fact that I only had to wait six years for you to grow up is already unjust to the rest of the world."

It was perfect because it was so Jake. It wasn't gooey or romantic, but it was real and honest just like he had always been. He was my haven, the place I could go to hide from the rest of the world. He had always loved me and never asked for anything in return. He was my best friend, and lately he was more. For months I had been noticing that I felt more then just friendship for my fury best friend. I knew that this was going to happen for a while. Once I had asked him why he moved around with us and stayed with me when he could easily have a stable life with some girl. He never lied to me, so why start then. I was old enough to know, but he had also explained that he didn't at all think of me that way yet and I wouldn't have to worry about that for a while.

He gazed at me with his warm brown eyes and I touched his cheek, showing him our past in the matter of seconds. He was the prince charming to my Cinderella, even if our fairy tale was a little more like the werewolf to my half vampire half human awkwardness of a life. I loved him more then he realized.

"I was actually hoping you'd say that", I said and without even thinking about it I kissed him.

Jacob:

My whole world spun; actually my whole world was right in front of me kissing me. She pulled back and looked at me. Her brown hair was flowing in the wind and her lips were spread slightly apart. I didn't know how to reply but to use her own gesture of choice, and with that I sat up along side her and started kissing her again. Edward was going to be so mad!

We had to leave the cliff sooner then usual as it started to rain. The weather didn't really bother either of us sense we were both like heaters, but though Ness had never been very sick, she had often caught colds.

Bella, Esme, Alice, and Blondie had all gone to the nearest city to shop for the day, and all the guys were sitting in the front room watching the football game on the new home theater that Blondie had gotten Emette for Christmas. Though the house that the Cullens owned in Forks was a huge estate, this new house was at least twice as big. It was a nine room four bath house, and had a garage that could fit all but two of the nine cars we had. There was more than enough room for all ten of us living there to have our privacy, which was always good considering we had four disgustingly affectionate married couples in the house who were in no need of sleep during the night.

Edward got up from the couch and stared walking towards us. Ness tried to escape from her father with the excuse, "I'm gunna go change," and with that she ran right up the stairs. The fact that Edward could read minds had always been a huge disadvantage on my part.

"Do you have something to tell me, Jacob," he asked. Doesn't he know it's rude to eavesdrop?

"You seem surprised," didn't he already know this would happen sooner or later.

"I was actually hoping for later," he explained. We were standing in the doorway and everybody's attention went from the game to us. "She just a young girl." Though his voice stayed calm I could feel the tension he was trying to hide.

"In case you didn't notice she's not exactly a little girl anymore, Edward." She was most definitely not a little girl.

"She's six years old," he said with a slight growl escaping his lips.

"Oh give that up Edward. We both know that doesn't mean a thing when we are talking about her." It sure didn't mean anything. She looked and acted like a six year old before she was two.

"We'll finish this conversation when Bella gets home," he said and walked out of the house. Edward had always had a rough time with Nessi growing up so fast. I didn't blame him because for some of that time we didn't know that her growing would stop completely at about the age seven and she would look young forever. No, we had all been scared that she would grown old and die and only about twenty, but sense then the rest of us had gotten used to the idea that she was not a little girl, except for Edward.

Renesmme:

I could hear their whole conversation from my room. Dad had taken it better then I'd expected. Maybe it was the six years he had to except it. Hopefully mom would be better about it, maybe even happy. Jacob was her best friend after all and she knew what a great guy he was. Mom also knew the rest of the pack and that included the other guys that had imprinted, which means she knew what I meant to him. Of course Dad had to know what I meant to him too, he can see into his mind whenever he's around so there's no way he could just ignore it.

I decided that I really probably should change so I got out of my soaked jeans and sweater, and put on a more comfortable pair of pajamas pants and a t shirt. Only seconds after I had put on my clothes and was about to walk down stairs, I heard a knock at my door.

It was Jacob, he was standing there with a huge smile on his face. His dark skin glistened in the light apparently he hadn't dried off yet. As soon as he walked into my room he stripped off his shirt. This wasn't an unusual action considering he walked around most of the time with nothing but a pair of long shorts on. Even though I was used to him being shirtless it didn't mean that I would ever get used to the sight of his muscles. His close to being a twelve pack practically stared me straight in the face, sense he was a foot and two inches taller than me. He stood at a whopping 6'7.

"Well that went better then I'd expected," he said referring to his conversation with dad. He was relaxing on my bed not seeming to angry that I left him alone with my overprotective father.

"Yeah I though he was going to go crazy, not like he has any right to I'm not a baby," I said to him matter-of-factly.

"Ness I've known this was gong to happen sense you were born, though it was a very weird thing to think about then, when I did I always knew Edward wouldn't take it well. That's just how he is, and he does love you, he just loves you so much he doesn't think anyone is good enough for you." That was such an unnatural response coming from him that my mouth fell open in aw.

"Wow Jake, you're starting to sound like Carlisle," I said mockingly.

"Very funny," he said grabbing me by the waist and throwing me on the bed to tickle me. I then touched his cheek showing his the scene on the cliff this afternoon, and with that thought he kissed me again.

After a little more then a minute, he pulled back, and stared at me. "So are we going to talk to your parents together tonight or are you to chicken out on me again?' he asked with my favorite little smile on his face.

"Well, I guess if you're too scared to face them alone then, yes, I can join you," I answered sarcastically, smiling at him.