Authors Note: These characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, I just exercise them.

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Nessie is rapidly approaching her sixth birthday, but physically she's around 15. This is the story about her and Jacob, and the hardship her parents will have to go trough while they realize she's becoming a woman.

Chapter 1

Nessie

As I stepped out into the night I could hear the door creak behind me. I made a face at the sound, but then laughed silently to myself. Living in a house full of vampires that never sleep, and hear everything going on, I still wouldn't have a chance no matter how silently I tried, since my father hears thoughts as well. But he doesn't seem to mind tonight, I'm still on my way ain't I? Well, it's not like I'm sneaking out to do some mischief, I just love hunting in the moonlight, and lately I've been hunting alone during the day a lot. I like that, not having to consider anyone else's taste. Makes me feel like they trust me, that they recognize the fact that I'm not your average "nearly six" year old. When I'm certain nobody of them is coming along, I take of into the forest, listening, I'm not the only hunter in the area who prefer the nighttime. However, tonight I am alone in the woods. Strange, why did that thought make me feel so sad all of a sudden.

When I know I'm out of dad's "hearing-range" I change my course, and head down to the beach instead. There's nothing more peaceful than the ocean under the perfectly full moon. I settle myself on the edge of the cliffs, dangling my feet over the water. I still have a hard time imagining my mom leaping of this very cliff into the water 60 feet below. I don't really like heights so the thrill of cliff-diving really passed me by. But still, my mom? That's kinda cool.

When I've sat by the abyss for an eternity, just enjoying the moment, I hear a sound coming from the trees. Without looking I know it's Jacob, I couldn't tell you exactly how I always know when he's around, but I guess it's a combination of the sounds he make, his scent, the rhythm of his hear and, of course, his breathing. He comes up to me on the cliff and sits down next to me.

"Hi Nessie. Your dad knows you're up here?"

"Yes... and no..."

"Nessie. You really shouldn't sneak out of the house like that."

"Why do you bother asking if you already made up your mind? And they know I went out, it's not like I can be quiet enough to fool them. Dad's at home, and he didn't stop me so he's OK with me going. I meant to hunt, but when I got out and started running I just didn't feel like it anyway, so I came down to the beach. It's really lonely out there since you stopped hunting with me."

He just shrugged and looked out over the sea very sadly. Why hadn't I realized before how tired and sad he always seemed now days? What was the reason he stopped coming to our house, really?

"Why so blue? It's not your natural color you know, unlike the rest of my family."

I could see a spark igniting in his eyes. That felt good.

"It's not easy being a burning sun in a house full of twilight."

"So, if you're the sun, and I guess the rest of the pack's your rays, and my family is twilight, what does that make me? A rain cloud? Or the kitchen tabletop lamp?"

He started to laugh, and the smile I've loved my entire life broke trough. It really feels like the sun shines directly at me when he smiles like that. I feel my heart race at the sight, and marvel. All of a sudden I understand how mom must have felt that first time dad smiled at her. Dazzled...

"I figure you to be the snowfall, allowing the sun to shine it's hardest but still leaves room for the twilight. You're the reason we even try to co-exist."

"Snowfall... I like the sound of that."

I got up on my knees and gave him a big hug. I was so relieved when he didn't shy away as he's started to do whenever I touch him. He just wrapped his arms around me and pulled me tight. My heart was racing again. This felt so nice, so right. His skin, which would feel burning to someone else, was just the right temperature to make me wanna stay in his embrace forever. I almost wish I was a normal human, then I could use the excuse that I'm cold to stay just a little longer. After a while I feel him relaxing his arms a little. No, not yet!

"Nessie?"

"Yes Jacob?"

"Why did you go out to hunt wearing nothing but your pajama?"

He sounded very amused and I could feel him chuckle under his breath.

"I...eh, didn't think, just went..."

I suddenly became embarrassed, it was the "care bears" pajama Jasper had got me, probably to mock Emmet, and I felt so childish. And lucky I wasn't merely human after all, I'd have turned into an ice popsicle by now if it wasn't for the heat of his body. It really was freezing now. I snuggled a little closer to him, and the sensation of his skin against mine made me tremble.

"Come on Nessie, let's get you home. It's getting really late."

He stood up and started walking, still cradling me in his arms.

"Can't I sleep at your place tonight? Please, pretty please?"

"OK, it's probably for the best anyway, you're so cold you're shivering."

I leaned my head against his shoulder and it sent another tremble trough my body as his bare skin touched my lips. I didn't bother telling him that the icy air had nothing to do with how my body behaved.

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A N: So, what do you think? Please review, pretty please!