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Disclaimer: All Twilight Characters are copy written to Stephanie Myers. I do not take credit for her work/characters. This is just a fan fiction based around the characters she has lovingly created.

All other characters, (those that are not found within any of her books), are created entirely by me and it is to those that I take credit for. I'll always make note of what new characters that I've created are.

1. "A New Beginning"

Sunlight streamed through the open window, its rays falling across my face. Groaning out loud, I turned onto my side. A surprised gasp sounded from my lips as I rolled into Jacob. He sat up with a start, his black eyes narrowed against the sun's glare.

"What the hell?" he said, running a hand through his long black hair.

"Morning, Sleepyhead," I replied, as I pushed my face deep into my pillow. "Slept well?"

Turning his head to look down at me, he continued. "How'd I get here, Nessie? And why?"

"I let you in last night. You came to check on me, remember?"

Swearing loudly, he hopped off the bed and shoved his feet into his shoes. "Nessie, if your parents find me here, I'm so dead. I've got to go."

Pulling the bedclothes tightly to my chest, I softly said, "They already know, Jacob."

A loud snap sounded as his head, and the rest of his body, swung around to face me. "They know?" he pondered, his eyes wide with incredulity.

"Yes."

"How?"

"I told them."

"Why?"

"Because I wanted to? Nothing happened here, anyway. You passed out a couple minutes after you came in through the window."

Running his fingers through his hair once more, he sat down upon the edge of the bed and searched my eyes for a very long time. "This can't keep happening, Nessie. You're much too young to understand anything," he stated lightly.

"I'm six years old, Jacob. So what? I grow faster than other kids do. Right now, I resemble a child who's just begun her teens. In the next year or so, I grow into my full form. Mom told me so. Because that is what Carlisle decreed, based on the things that Nahuel said. I'm not a child, you know. I know what I'm doing," I shot back at him, petulance coating my every word.

He frowned, then, as he analyzed everything that I had said to him. "Did your parents ever explain things about me?" he pondered.

"About the imprinting?"

"Yes."

I nodded, pushing myself into a sitting position upon the bed. "Yes. I understand it all now. It explains this bond that I feel with you. It means that we are fated to be mates. I confess that it scares me sometimes to know this, but whatever happens with us, Jacob, I intend to meet it all head on. If I hadn't wanted you here, I'd of left you outside in the cold. But I didn't. I let you in. I've always let you in, no matter what happens within our lives," I replied, my chocolate brown eyes wide with amazement.

He chuckled, leaning forward to take my hand within his own. "You never cease to amaze me, Nessie. Every time I think I have you all figured out, you come and do something so unlike you," he mused, his black eyes shining.

Squeezing his hand tightly, I said, "I'm glad it amuses you."

"Do they really know? That I'm here?"

"Yes."

"Edward must have gotten pissed, huh?"

"No."

"No?"

"No," said my father so suddenly, that my heart began to hammer within the confines of my chest.

He was leaning casually against the doorjamb, his golden eyes meeting my own with amusement written deep within them. He was dressed quite casually today, a sign that he and Mom were going to go on a hunting trip. This sparked a wave of interest within me, as I loved to hunt with them both, but I suppressed it as quickly has it had flared. They were hoping to have some time to themselves and I would not deprive them of it.

"Edward!" Jacob stammered, as he turned around to face my father.

Chuckling lightly, my father replied, "Bella and I are heading out soon. I wanted to let you both know that the cottage is left within your hands, so take good care of it. No parties or any other shenanigans. Is that understood?"

My heart raced even further as I met his quizzical look. "Yes," I returned breathlessly.

"As to your question, Jacob, Bella and I both know that the bond between you and our daughter strengthens more each day. We can't prevent you both from seeing one another. We tried that once, remember? Nessie always found a way to see you. She's getting to the point where you're becoming the focal point of her existence and we can't prevent that either. So all that we ask is that you take good care of her and that you also use your best judgment when it comes to her well being," he stated firmly, his lips pursed with concentration as he let his gaze fall upon Jacob.

Jacob nodded reluctantly, accepting my father's terms. "Very well," he replied, a sharp edge to his voice.

"Also, she's still a child. Remember that."

"Daddy!" I groaned as I threw myself back onto the bed, grabbing my pillow and pulling it across my face.

"I'm just looking out for you, Nessie. Cut me some slack here."

"I appreciate it," I mumbled, "but you don't have to be so formal about everything."

His rich laughter rang throughout the room. "I think you know that I do, Sweetheart. I've got to go now, so you both behave, ok?"

"Yes, Daddy."

He walked away without a backward glance, leaving us to our own devices once more. Smiling softly, I pushed the pillow off of my face and stared up at the ceiling for some time. Jacob continued to sit at the edge of my bed, lost within his thoughts.

"Jacob?" I prodded gently, not wanting to startle him in anyway.

"Yes?" he returned, his back towards me as his eyes gazed unseeingly into the distance.

"Would you like to go hunting with me soon?"

He laughed lightly, the bed shaking with the weight of his doing so. "Just hunting, right? No more pranks?" he countered.

"No more pranks," I said, as I sat up and slid off of the bed.

"Then, sure."

"Awesome," I replied, placing a kiss upon the top of his head as I ran past him towards the bathroom.

This was proving to be a good day, so far, and I wanted to make the most of it. I wanted to spend as much time as I could with Jacob and I was sure that he knew it. I just hoped that he wanted to spend just as much time with me.