AN: DON'T ASK! xD I'm sorry no update for freaking…years…but you'll have to deal, now wont you? =p

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"Quil!" I yelled, tackling him into a hug. As soon as Jacob had stopped the car at First Beach, I flew out at the sight of Quil and Claire.

"Jeez Nessie, do you bench press five-hundred pounds each day? I thought you were only half the monster…" He joked, bending down a little to wrap his arms around me. Did the werewolves ever stop growing taller?

"Oh be quiet." I laughed, squeezing my arms around his waist once more, and then backing away.

"You think she's strong when she's just hugging…" Jacob said from behind, catching up to me. He held up his arms to show purplish bruises. "And those aren't even the worst ones. The next time I phase I'll show you…" Jake's word slowly sank in. My face burned hot.

"Yeah…I already know about that. You won't stop thinking about it! But she's seven, right? Robbing the cradle, Jake?" Quil teased. He rolled his eyes at Quil.

"Quil!" Claire shouted, pulling at his shirt.

"What's up Claire-Bear?" Claire giggled at her pet name. I smiled at the small ten-year-old. She scrunched her freckled nose when she giggled. Her cheeks had lost some of their baby chubbiness.

She was that much closer to being where Jake and I were.

"Look! Look!" She pointed to the tiny hermit crab, walking across the sand. Quil got on one knee, scooped up the crab and showed it to his little imprint. But Claire screamed, taking steps back away from the sand-colored animal in Quil's hand.

"Oh! Ah, it's okay!" Quil plopped the crab on the ground and covered it with sand. "There. All better." He laughed, grabbing Claire and throwing her over his shoulder. They both laughed as Quil spun around, holding Claire around the waist.

Jakes warm arm snaked around my shoulders. His lips kissed my cheek, down my throat and back up to my ear. I shuddered.

"Let's go to my house, hmm? Billy isn't home." Scenes from last night flashed in my head, which caused them to flash into Jake's head. A hungry growling sound came from his throat. I gazed at him for a few minutes until Quil interrupted.

"Are you going to eat each other's faces or what? Get going before Claire's innocent eyes are tainted." He put his hands in front of giggling Claire's eyes. I ripped my eyes away from Jacobs and smiled at the two.

"Yeah, we better leave. I'll see you again soon." I hugged Quil again and smiled at Claire.

"See you two S-E-X machines!" I rolled my eyes at him and took Jake's hand, turning back to get in the car.

He opened the passenger door for me, like a total gentleman, and he practically jogged to the other side of the car.

As we drove to his house, I kept my hand flat on his arm, letting him into my thoughts. I thought about different things. Trying not to think about last night too much. He laughed when I thought about when I wanted to jump off the cliffs with him. He went still and tense when I decided to think about all three times…

And he was totally silent when I thought about the tampon box and the counting I did this morning.

"You…you don't think we need protection?" The word felt different on my tongue. Like it was something of another language.

Jake pursed his lips, looking straight forward and staying quiet for awhile.

"I'm not sure I can…you know. I don't think I can get you…pregnant, Nessie." He said finally, his face hard and not looking at me.

"Why not?" I asked, feeling disappointed and relieved at the same time.

"Well…that Nahuel guy said that by the time you're seven, you'll stop growing and stuff…" His voice broke but he continued.

"So you won't change. I don't think you can have babies." Surprisingly or not, I could feel burning tears on the rims of my eyes.

"But, my period-"

"Your period is probably late because it's done and over with. Your seven years are up and your body is done changing forever." I stared at Jacob as he parked the car. We were at his house.

He didn't open the door, he just slowly turned to look at me, pain etched in his face.

"I hadn't realized it until our first time. I had thought about using protection, but I remembered those things that boy said. If it was true, I didn't want to hurt you, so I never brought it up. No Ness, please." Jake pleaded to me. I could feel the tears dripping down my cheeks, dropping on my lap. I couldn't believe this. He had figured this out…I couldn't have children? My mother said she hadn't really thought about children when she was seventeen, but I couldn't help it.

When I had first started a real relationship with Jake, all I could think about was puppies. It was like I was obsessed. But now…

"Nessie please don't. You know it kills me when you cry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I can't give you babies." Jake shook his head; I could see tears in his eyes now. And he was right. I did know how horrible it made him feel when I cried. I remember when I had watched Rome and Juliet for the first time.

I wept for at least two hours. Jake had to phase and run into the woods because he wasn't going to risk holding me in front of the Cullens.

Jake opened his door, got out and slammed it. I didn't watch as he walked around the car to my door, I just sat and let the tears fall from my eyes.

My door opened and Jacob gently pulled me up and collected me in his arms.

"I'm sorry." He whispered into my hair. I buried my face into his shirt and finally let out a sob. I heard Jake's breath hitch in his throat. I had to stop this. Even if I was horribly sad and all I wanted to do was cry into his chest, it was hurting him. Every tear that fell was a blow to his heart, breaking him into smaller and smaller pieces.

I slipped and let one last sob shake through me. I was just going to take a deep breath to compose myself, but suddenly, almost involuntary, my arms wrapped around Jake's neck and I stood on my tiptoes to crush my lips against his.

My lips were urgent on his, seeking comfort from him in a different way.

He responded instantly. Moving his tepid lips against mine with the same urgency. But he gradually slowed it into a soft, passionate kiss. No matter how many times we kissed, I still got chills up my back and tingling in my fingers and toes.

"Renesmee." Jacob said, lightly pushing me back. He caressed my cheek with one of his fingers, wiping the wetness from my tears away.

"I love you." He said, cupping my face in his hands and meeting my lips with his once more. I closed my eyes for the quick kiss, and then cleared my throat so my voice wouldn't break.

"I love you more." Jacob laughed once, pushing his forehead to mine like he always did, and looked into my eyes. It was silent. I could recognize Jake's thinking face. Lips pursed, far away eyes…

"We can still try." He said quietly. I stared at his face, back from his thinking state, now looking at me with an emotion that can only be described as hopeful mixed with turned on.

I laughed once – a miserable sound. – at my thoughts. But, since I couldn't see Jake in pain anymore, I smiled at him.

"Let's do it." He laughed at my enthusiasm. Swiftly snatching me up, fusing his lips with mine and carrying me to his room.