Here is the second part to this two-shot songfic. It is a few years in the future, where Renesmee is 5 years old and Jacob is 22 years old... I think lol. Remember that Nessie ages fast so in reality she looks like 18, and Jake still looks 25. So the two have finally hit the physical stage.
Part Two - Jacob sings to his Nessie
-x- In Jacob's P.O.V. -x-
Bella, Edward, Nessie, and I were all out hunting together. Okay, maybe not me, but I went along with them, wanting to spend every moment I could with Nessie. They were all preparing for Christmas, and being around humans while hungry really isn't the smartest thing.
The snow was falling slow and thick from the sky, and it stuck to everything, creating a blanket of white everywhere. I stood at the top of a hill looking over a large meadow, and watched them quench their "thirst". It was really easy to used to, watching your natural mortal enemies suck the life from something, especially when you imprint on one of them. And it just makes it easier that you have to "live off the land" when you yourself shape-shift into a wolf.
Once Nessie was done, she headed my way smiling. Ever since her body fully "matured", I couldn't help myself but lean into the physical part of our relationship. Well to a certain point of course; her parents were protective over her, even when it came to me.
"Hello, Jake," she said to me, a seductive smile on her face. I looked far down at her, nearly a foot; I was a good six foot six inches, and when she had her daily measurement this morning, she was five foot seven inches.
"Hey Ness, you full?" I asked her, sarcasm wrapping around my words.
"Very much so," she responded, also picking up a sarcastic tone in her voice, something she inherited from all three of us: Edward, Bella, and I.
"That's good. So what are you thinking about?" I asked her, knowing she could show me. She grabbed my hand and held it within hers, thinking about Christmas Eve a few years ago. She was just a few months old and she was at Charlie's house. Charlie was dancing until a certain song came on the radio, and Edward asked to dance with her. I smiled at her, knowing exactly what the song was. My father sang it to my mother when she was still alive. And in the rest of her memory, I saw Edward singing it to Bella.
"That's what I'm thinking about," Nessie said, looking up at me.
"Really? Why's that?" I asked, very curious.
"Well, I always think of that memory on every Christmas Eve. Besides, it reminds me of my parent's love for each other and why I'm here."
"Or is it that you just want to be sang to?" I asked her.
"That too," she giggled as I picked her up and twirled her around, singing the oh-so familiar song to her.
"Do you remember when we used to sing, Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da," we sang together, as we giggled. "So hard to find my way now that I'm all on my own. I saw you just the other day, my how you have grown. Cast my memory back there, Lord. Sometime I'm overcome thinking 'bout making love in the green grass behind the stadium with you, my brown eyed girl. You my brown eyed girl
"Jake, it was perfect." She smiled up at me and took my hand in hers. I picked her up and bent my face down to hers, giving her a small, sweet kiss. I set her back down onto the ground and looked out into the meadow, seeing her parents wrapped in a hug. She set her hand on my jaw and showed me another memory: our first kiss.
It was in this very same meadow, all to ourselves. I couldn't believe how everything had changed in my life in just a few years. And I couldn't be happier.
"I love you, Renesmee."
"I love you too, Jacob."