This is when Renesmee is fully grown up. Find out what happened that is creating a sensation in the Twilight world. It's a little short, sorry. I promise that if I get enough reviews I'll make the other chapters longer.

RENESMEE POV

I woke up in the morning to the sound of Jacob's breathing. For a second, I was disoriented. Then it hit me. I had stayed the night at Jake's house.

I sat up very carefully, the covers around a sleeping Jake barely moving. My heart began to race faster than ever. Memories of last night were very powerful, and I was overcome with guilt, fear of what Mom and Dad would think, and then a huge surge of love for Jacob Black.

I pressed my hand lightly to his skin, which was the same temperature as mine. I have been very used to cold skin, being the child of two vampires. Well, really one human and a vampire. Mom wasn't a human anymore, though.

Through my hand, I drew memories of last night and sent them into his brain. He smiled through his sleep and then startled awake. "Nessie?" He muttered. He squeezed his eyes shut and moaned. Then he went still, shaking a little. "Oh." He said. "Oh." He opened his eyes very slowly, looking slightly mortified.

"I'm sorry Nessie… I never realized…," He trailed off, still shaking, his body making the bed vibrate. I lay a hand on his shoulder, and compared our skin, not meeting his eyes. Pale against red. It was beautiful.

"I'm not sorry." I said. It was the truth. I was actually excited, a little jumpy, really. But I still had the anxiety of what Dad would say. He would read my mind as soon as I walked through their door this morning.

"I s'pose I'm not sorry as to surprised. It wasn't supposed to be that way." He said. His black eyes glinted with the morning sun slanting through the dusty window.

We both suddenly froze. The sound of wheels on the hardwood out in the kitchen made us both moan silently. "My dad's here. You were supposed to leave yesterday night. He's going to know." Jake said. His black hair was messy and becoming long again.

"I could sneak through the window," I said thoughtfully. "Billy wouldn't see me." Jake smiled wearily. "If only. He's got eyes like a hawk and ears like a mouse. He'll catch us in the act."

At those words, we both flushed deeply.

"I guess you can try." Jake sighed. We both got out of bed silently. I slipped into some clothes, and waited for Jake to dress in a pair of gray sweatpants.

We snuck over to the old window, and I opened it very slowly, without making too much sound. The sun was warm on my face, the Forks air a little chilling; but it felt good on my overheated skin.

I had one leg hanging over the sill when we heard Billy shout, "Jake, Nessie, breakfast."

We groaned in unison. So he knew. Jake helped me back in, although it wasn't necessary. "I'm telling you, ears like a mouse." He whispered.

I had gained Mom's blushing talent, and couldn't control the heat as it spread across my face. We walked quietly out to the kitchen. Billy looked at Jake with disapproval. Then he sent one my way. Otherwise, he said nothing.

I was so embarrassed as Billy pushed his wheelchair to the table. We sat down to two plates of food. Mine was scarce, opposed to Jake's, who had piles of bacon, ham, pancakes, and French toast.

I had grown particularly fond to certain foods. Like eggs. Eggs and chicken. I once told Mom and Dad that, and they both laughed like they had some sort of joke.

Now, a sunny side egg and three strips of bacon were on my plate. "I s'posed you were going to hunt with Edward and Bella today." Billy said with a mouthful of scrambled eggs. I nodded sheepishly, unable to meet his black eyes.

It was quiet as the scrape of silverware hit plates. Finally, Billy spoke, his back turned from our direction as he rinsed his plate in the sink. "So. Erm, Nessie, Bella called." He said. I had totally forgotten that she may call because of my absence. "I told her you were… busy."

I blushed again, dabbing my napkin on my mouth. Jacob scowled at the floor. "Dad, don't get too into it." He muttered. Billy turned around. "Father's right. Now why don't you head home, Nessie," He said to me. He had the look of polite sternness on his face, and I pushed my chair away. "Uh, sure thing Billy." I said. Jake put a hand on mine. "You don't have to leave," He said, glaring at Billy. Billy raised an eyebrow. His long, flowing black hair wavered as he cocked his head to the side. I gently pulled my hand from Jake's. "It's fine, Jake. Mom will be worried anyway." I said. He rolled his eyes. "Nothing unusual about that,"

I started to walk away, my head down, long, curly bronze hair hanging at my waist. Alice had finally agreed to let Rose cut it. It had grown to my feet, and was quite a mess when I got home from hunting.

"You take care Nessie."

I grimaced. "Sure, sure."

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