So here's an idea that I just came up with. We all know that Jacob loves Nessie with everything that he is. But do you remember years before when Jacob told Bella that he didn't want to get close to her out of fear of hurting her by losing his temper? What if the warning was meant for the next generation? Ness has the physical appearance of a sixteen-year-old. Starts off in Nessie's P.O.V

I woke up completely excited. Today was the day that my family went out hunting. So that meant that I was left alone in the care of My Jacob. I could never comprehend the relationship we had. For years he was the yucky boy that I couldn't stay away from. He then turned into the brother that wouldn't let anything hurt me. As of late, he has turned yet again, into the reason why my heart beats fast. UGH! What was going on? Did I love him? None of my family liked to talk about him. Even though the tension between them all has decreased dramatically, it was not completely gone. I had to stop stressing myself, it wasn't helping anything. I dressed quickly and finished my necessary, "grooming" and walked downstairs. My father was the first face that I saw, sitting at his piano.
"Good morning Sweetheart. I trust you slept well?"
"Morning Daddy. I slept okay, I had a lot running through my mind though, so if you can imagine my beauty rest was greatly disturbed."
"You do not need beauty rest. You are completely beautiful on your own." I blushed a little and my father smiled my favorite smile.
"Your mother use to do that very often when we first met. She hated it, and I couldn't help but to put it on her face." I nodded my head. "Sweetheart what is bothering you? Your mind is very clouded." I frowned.
"Dad I love you, but you know I hate when you do that."
"I understand." My father put his head down and started playing the piano. I walked over to him and put my hand on top of his. He looked up at me and welcomed me into his lap, just as he did when I was a younger child. I didn't feel like explaining, I was embarrassed enough as it was. I looked into his eyes hoping he would understand. He nodded his head and with that I put my hand gently over his cheek. What was shown were flashes of my growing up, and the different phases of Jacob in my life. I became so engrossed in my thoughts, I accidently showed my father a fantasy of Jacob holding me and kissing me gently. I ripped my hand off and began running. I should have thought differently. My father caught up to me in a moment and held me.
"Renesmee, calm. It is quite alright." I put my head on his shoulder and began sobbing.
"Do not be embarrassed my child. I understand more than you know. Are you confused about how you feel?"
"Yes, very. I.. I always want to be with him. When he is not around me I feel so incomplete. Please do not think that I am ridiculous."
"I would never think that of anyone, let alone someone I love with every part of my soul." He touched my cheek lightly. "Especially someone who gave me my soul."
"Oh Daddy!" He sensed my awkwardness and defused the situation smoothly.
" I am going to go grab the family and we are going out to hunt. I smell Jacob at the door so just have fun and be yourself. Talk to him, and I know he will listen." He ran out of the room and I heard the exodus of my family. I walked to the door to let Jacob in and so began my day.