Authors Note: I do not own any of the Twilight characters or Now You Know by Hilary Duff. This chapter is based on the song: Now You Know by Hilary Duff (Edit: I will post all songs in my user profile if you want to listen to them)

Jacobs POV

I grin happily as I take Nessie's hand pulling her gently with me towards the front of the house. It was her twentieth birthday today and I knew I needed to tell her of my feeling for her, explain to her that I was imprinted to her. Up until now I was family, but today that was all to change, it needed to. I could not hold my feelings for her in anymore.

"Where are we going?" Nessie asked demanding an answer from me.

"You'll see. Just trust me Nessie. You'll like it I promise," I told her softly watching her eyes the whole time. Her parents believed I was just showing her, her new car, a 2008 Ferrari F430 Spyder.(link in my profile) She had talked about it for months, gushing about how beautiful it was, though it was nothing compared to her.

She had grown into such a beauty. With her high cheek bones, strong jaw beautiful jaw, and full lips all coming from her father, she looked Indian except for her pale skin that glowed in the sunlight. She got her lovely brown eyes from her mother though her curly reddish brown locks came both from Charlie, her grandfather, and Edward, her father. It was those locks I watch swing back against her neck as she looked to me, her exquisite brown eyes wide in shock.

"You got me the Spyder?" she purred a happy smile gracing her gorgeous features as she looked back to the car.

"Well your parents helped," I informed her, never able to lie to her.



Nessie grinned running her hands over the pearl black exterior eyeing the bright red seats, "May I have the keys?" she asked batting her eyes lashes up at me. She still thought she needed to do that, not knowing I would do anything for her.

"Of course," I answered trying not to let her see that she took my very breath away, "Here you go." I handed her the keys watching her happy grin go wider to revel her fangs. I tried not to shiver at her slightly colder hands, loving the soft feel of them.

"May I take it for a ride now?" she begged. "Claire has to see this."

Claire Young was Emily's younger cousin, and Nessie's best friend. She lived with Emily and Emily's husband Sam, so she could be closer to Quil, who had imprinted on her when she was younger.

"In a little bit," I promised softly. "I need to talk to you."

She looked back to me curious but nodded, "About what?" she questioned leaning against the car to face me once more.

I bit my lip suddenly nervous, not knowing how to start this. "Remember what Quil told Claire about him imprinting?" I asked her quietly.

I watched her nod slowly, knowing she was trying to work out what I was about to say, "Yeah it's like soul mates, but stronger. He can basically do nothing but make sure she is happy and safe. But I don't see how she can suddenly see him romantically. She told me she's in love with him, but how can that be? He has been like her family for so long, how can she let that change so quickly?"

I nodded then sighed, "It just takes time, and they have to work for it. B...but I wanted to tell you something, that I…" I took a deep shaky breath watching her eyes for her reaction. "I imprinted on you…" I forced it out now trying not to be so nervous. "When you were born…"


She looked shocked, maybe even a bit scared of me, "What?" she sputtered trying to process what I just told her. "That's not possible, you must be mistaken."

I gently took her hand shaking my head, "It IS true, I'm not mistaken. I'm in love with you Nessie, I have always been."

She shook her head now and pulled away from me as if burned. "I…I need to think, I'll be home later," she informed me running to the other side of her new car.

I watched her leave hiding the pain I felt. As she drove off I knew a piece of me went with her.

Nessie's POV

I took a deep breath trying to calm down as I sped to Claries. I only slowed as I got onto the reservation, not wanting to scare anyone. I parked at Sam's and Emily's grinning a bit at Claries shocked look as she ran out to meet me.

"They got you the Spyder?" she questioned as I slipped gracefully out of the car.
"Yes isn't it beautiful?" I gushed though my happy face was slowly returning to serious, "But that's not why I am here. I need to talk to you," I admitted bowing my head when I realized that those were the exact words Jacob had told me.

Claire frowned moving close worried, "What's wrong?" she asked automatically, she knew me so well.

I sighed, "Its Jacob-," I started softly.

"Is he ok? He didn't get hurt did he?" she interrupted worried.

I shook my head quickly, "No that's not it," I assured her. "He imprinted on me…"



I watched her Indian-like features light up in happiness. She had long black hair and high cheekbones like the others and bright blue eyes. She was sixteen almost seventeen and my very best friend.

"Oh that's wonderful," she exclaimed happy now hugging me tight.

I shook my head again sighing and pushing her gently back, "Claire it's not wonderful," I protested watching her.

She frowned prettily, "What do you mean?" she asked confused. "He's perfect for you; he's MADE for you Nessie."

"But he's like family to me!" I yelled frustrated.

Claire watched me shocked biting her lip gently, "That will change, you'll see."

I shook my head for what felt like the millionth time that day, "I don't think it will Claire," I told her softly as if to a child.

Claire still eyes me shock still in her blue eyes, "Why now?" she demanded an answer from me now.

"I don't love him like that," I admitted. "I think I should leave…"

"Leave!?" Claire exclaimed suddenly. "What? Why?"

I sighed looking to her trying to explain it, "If I stay here I'll feel guilty. Anyway if it really is destiny he'll find me."

Claire nodded then hugged me tight, "Call me," she ordered and smiled.

"Everyday," I promised. All too soon I had to pull away from her. "I have to pack and tell my parents," I whispered then slipped into my Spyder.



Soon I was heading home dreading a bit what I was to do. My family wouldn't want me to go, but I would be able to convince them. Making them see my way had always been easy. No, it was Jacob I was dreading telling, afraid he could convince me to stay.