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Seven Years Later

It has been nine years since they left. Seven years since I gave up, in a way. I never gave up hope that she would come home. I still search her name but I doubt they would use it. Renesmee was so unusual and unique and special. Just like her. They'd have used Carlie.

And I have searched for Carlie Cullen, Carlie Masen, and Nessie Cullen. I have searched for any name that I could think they would use, but nothing came up.

Whoever was looking for them knew who they were and what aliases they used. They could be on another continent and I wouldn't know. All I know is that she is too far away from me. When Edward made me stay in La Push at night, she was too far away from me.

But this time it felt as though she was tugging constantly on the steel cables that attached her to me. It was painful and uncomfortable and sometimes it got so bad that I couldn't sleep. I could even wake up in the middle of the night in pain because she wasn't there.

But I carried on as best I could. I started my own Garage. Embry and Quil helped me set it up using the money the Cullens had left me. Blacks Mechanics was a success, and I was doing something I had dreamed of since I was a kid. I used to take apart the remote when I was eight and put it together. My dad got sick of the TV remote never working so when I turned eleven he sent me into the garage to fix the old car that had sat collecting dust since before I was born.

I must have picked up the bug because it was all I loved doing after that. It was the one thing I really enjoyed until I turned seventeen. Until she was born. Nessie used to watch me fix the cars with Blondies help. It was the only thing that I and Blondie enjoyed doing together. And what Nessie loved watching as we bickered over what power engine to have.

I missed her giggle. It was musical and adorable.

I groaned, I should try not to do this to myself but whatever I do, it seems to bring my mind back to Nessie: Cars, hunting, and eating reminded me of her.

I walked into my kitchen and grabbed a beer. I was on a break, a two week break that Quil made me have to 'have some time to breathe.' Even though he was in my head nearly everyday, he didn't know how much I needed to work. It gave me little time to think about what the cables were doing and how uncomfortable it got to be away from her.

I had been off one day and I was going into a pit of loneliness. When she first left, I spent two years in near constant solitude. My sister would bring my food and I would try to witness the weddings. I think the worst was my sister, she spent a part of it looking at me in pity. I left after the ceremony, leaving a note with Embry to give to her, saying I was sorry but I couldn't carry on.

I sat down on the sofa of my three bedroom house. It was too big for only me but Edward had bought it for me a few months before they left, saying that I needed to have a home of my own instead of living in cramped conditions with my dad and sister. I had devoted a room to Nessie, a single bed and pink walls with stuffed animals everywhere. I haven't been in that room in nine years. The most I can do is sit outside when I get too drunk. I can't bring myself to touch the door.

I turned on the TV to the Sports Channel. I didn't really follow sports, I just watched it to take my mind of things.

"Jake! Let me in!" Rachel shouted from the other side of the door. She didn't like knocking, said it wasn't family like if she knocked on the door. But since she has walked in on me naked, twice, she has started to shout through the door.

"I'm dressed." I shouted back. I leant back on the soft pillows of the sofa. Beer cans littered the floor a table, balancing pizza boxes and fast food paper bags.

I am not one for cleaning.

Rachel opened the door and swore. "God, it stinks in here." She said, cringing into the open door.

"Don't like it, leave." I said. I wasn't in the mood for mild chit chat with my sister who pitied me.

She waddled over to the sofa adjacent to the one I was sitting on and lowered herself and her baby bump into a sitting position. Rachel was pregnant with her second rug rat. She and Paul had a three year old, little Sarah. She was named after my mom and all she did was smile.

"You're having dinner at Charlies tonight." She told me, like I had no other choice in the matter.

I groaned. Newly married Charlie and with Seth and his girlfriend, who he hadn't imprinted on but loved more than anything. They were constantly kissing and holding each other or cooing.

Charlie is also the only one to get a tiny bit of contact from the Cullens. A congratulations card from Bella and Edward on his wedding to Sue as well as two tickets to Hawaii for their honeymoon. I haven't even gotten a measly letter just telling me that Nessie was alive and well.

"I have a microwave meal with my name on it in the kitchen." I told her taking a sip of my beer. I wasn't looking at her, I couldn't stand to see the baby bump; it just reminded me of what I was missing.

"You are having a home cooked meal with Charlie, Dad, Sue, Seth and Leah. Oh and Michelle because you can't go into a spiral of depression again. I am not losing my brother." She told me firmly.

I rolled my eyes. "I was still here Rae." I told her, sipping my beer.

"No you weren't. You were barely in a room if I were sitting next to you. You cried all the time and screamed. You hardly ate Jake, your weight got dangerously low. You were ill and dad and I were scared. Scared you weren't going to pull through." She told me, her voice filled with sadness and toward the end I could hear that she was on the brink of crying.

I looked down toward my feet, and sunk my shoulders. I never wanted to be back there, in that pit of loneliness and hurt. I know I put my family through Hell.

"I guess I'm picking dad up and taking him with me." I coughed, putting the beer on the coffee table.

"You need to be at dads for six and in Forks at half six." Rae told me, sniffing.

"I guess I'll have Leah to wallow in loneliness with." I joked, then feeling bad.

Leah had broken up with her boyfriend recently, he was a total dick and she still hasn't gotten over Sam fully. Now she was in her post relationship lull. I hoped she would imprint and that he would never leave her.

Just like I hoped Nessie would come back.

"Just keep your hopes up Jakey." She told me, before coughing.

Jakey, that's what Nessie used to call me.

6:30pm, Forks.

The drive with my dad was quiet and awkward. He never knew what to say around me anymore. In case he unintentionally hurt me. I has hurt our relationship.

All that I could hear was the rain beating against the Rabbit. I had never been able to get rid of the car, I still had Nessie's booster seat in the back, set up and ready for a ten year old who would look eighteen. She would be riding up front with me right now.

I wonder what she'd look like. I know she would be incredibly beautiful, so beautiful, I think it would shock me every time I looked at her. I bet she'd love to fight me over my music taste. I know she'd win and I would listen to whatever she wanted.

The thought made me smile. I could almost picture what hers looked like.

I pulled up to Charlies house. The familiar white panelled house with the police cruiser outside was a constant in my life. I turned the engine off and climbed out of the car.

I helped Billy into his wheelchair. "Why do you still have the booster seat Jake?" He asked. "She'd be full grown by now."

I pushed his chair up the driveway, without answering him. His comment had wiped the smile off my face. I had the seat because I couldn't bear to take it out. It was as if she would never come home if I took the booster seat out.

I just opened the door when I arrived at the front door without knocking. Sue, like my sister, wanted everyone to feel like part of the family. I pushed dad into the front room where everyone was. Seth had Michelle on his knee and he was nuzzling her neck.

I wanted to throw up.

"Hey Jacob, how are you?" Sue asked in her soft pitying voice.

I sat in an arm chair. Things had changed since Sue had moved in. Instead of one sofa pointing directly at the TV screen and a coffee table littered with bills and newspapers, three sofas sat around the coffee table with flowers in the middle. An armchair sat close to the fire, which was now burning.

"Not the best but not too bad." I said.

I looked at the fire and sat back. I was a little happier for one second. And now I just feel deflated.

"Hey Jake, you want a beer?" Charlie shouted from the kitchen. Thank god, I don't want to talk about my sadness.

"Yeah, sure." I replied looking to the kitchen briefly before looking at to the fire.

Idle chit chat carried on. Sue asked about Billys health, Billy replied that he was as healthy as a horse. Seth and Michelle were giggling together. Charlie would sometimes lean to kiss Sue, smiling under his moustache. Billy and Charlie talked about some Football game. Leah sat on the end of one of the sofas on her phone. She had developed some people skills and has a few friends.

We went into the kitchen/dining room to have chicken. Sue always made more for me, Seth and Leah. Michelle never asked why, she had no idea that we morphed into massive wolves when we got angry. Charlie is still on a need to know basis with Bella.

I heard an engine purr from outside. God, it sounded expensive and I bet it ran like a dream. Even the sound of a car let me know if it was expensive. And not a lot of expensive cars came through Forks. I heard it park up and I looked up at the window. But I couldn't see anything.

The engine turned off and nothing happened. I could be imagining this. I normally am. No one else seems to noticing this. I think I may be going crazy.

All these years I have lived without her has finally driven me to insanity. Thinking things are there when they aren't. I could be making this up. Taha Aki went to the woods and was never seen again after the Third Wife died. I could be on my way to the woods.

The scraping of knives and forks against plates were all I could hear as well as the thought that I could be going insane.

15 minutes went by and all I could think of was my own insanity. I was eating but I wasn't tasting what I was eating. Everyone else seemed to be enjoying their food.

I am finally on my way to Looney Ville. I thought to myself.

But then there was a knock on the door.

A light timid knock. Charlie stood up and went to answer.

Anyone who would have called at this time of night normally would have just walked straight in. They would have grabbed a plate for themselves.

This was a stranger. An unknown. So I followed Charlie for his own safety.

A cold one would have walked straight in. Slaughtered us. I had no idea who this was.

Charlie opened the door. And all I could see was big brown eyes. Rain soaked bronze locks and mascara running down her face.

"Hey Jakey."