The charaters in this story are from my favorite books, the Twilight Series, by the talented Stefenie Myers, and her copywrite of the charaters is implied.

Chapter 3: What do you mean you knew this was coming?

Without thinking I threw myself in between my Dad and Jacob. Luckily, my Dad did not spring when he saw me in front of him, but it had been close.

"Mom, Dad," I yelled, "It wasn't Jacob's fault, I asked him to do it; or rather I showed him that I wanted him to do it."

"I saw the both of you Renesmee, I saw him lean down and kiss you," Dad growled, as he tried to pry me away from Jacob so that he could get his hands on him.

"Dad, you can read our minds, you know that Jacob had no thoughts of that all day at school, I was the one who initiated the kiss," I pleaded.

"I know much more about Jacob's thoughts for you than you will ever know Renesmee. All his intentions towards you since the day you were born. He is just lucky that his thoughts have been pure enough so that I could spare his life, until today." Dad hissed through his teeth.

That comment confused me though. "What is that supposed to mean," I screamed turning sideways, so that I remained between Jacob and my father, but so I could look them each in the face. Jacob looked embarrassed or ashamed, his eyes sank down. My father seemed to be calming, but it didn't think it was from anything I said or did. I saw his eyes meet Jacob's and he sighed.

Just at that moment, Uncle Jasper came running up, and started yelling, "He didn't, he really didn't, I felt what they were feeling this afternoon. He never did feel anything until this moment, only after it was what she wanted from him." Uncle Jasper jumped in between us, with his arms spread, one on Dad's chest, trying to calm him down. It seemed to be working.

"Edward, Bella, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry," Jacob mumbled, not looking up.

Totally confused now, I pulled Jacob's face down so that we were at eye level, and glancing between my father, mother and Jacob, I yelled, "So who is going to tell me what Dad was talking about with the 'Jacob's thoughts for your since the day you were born!"

At this point Mom, also fully dressed, was also standing in the water; she had her arms reaching around Dad's waist and was leaning against his side. Mom looked coyly up at Dad and said, "Nessie, I think that you and Jacob need to have a talk alone." Dad opened his mouth, but Mom placed one finger gently over his lips and said, "We knew that this day would come some day, Edward. Aren't you glad that Nessie made the choice herself?"

Dad rolled his eyes, and leaned down to kiss Mom gently on the lips. Uncle Jasper seemed to relax, putting his arms down at his sides, and the three of them, made their way back to the shore. As they approached the Jungle, to walk back toward our home, Dad turned and said "We all need to talk. I expect you both back by dinner time."

As my parent's strode back toward our house, making the obvious and frequent glances at Jacob and I as we still stood in the water, we remained silent until they were both out of site.

"Jacob, what is going on? You have always been the only person who I felt that I could completely trust, and now I found out that you have been hiding a secret from me since the day that I was born!" I started to turn away from him. I felt the heat of anger pulsing through me now, but I also felt the tears welling up again, not the same ones I felt when I feared his rejection, but these were the one that betrayed me whenever I was really mad. As I started to take a step toward the shore, Jacob grabbed me around the waist, and turned me so I was staring up at him again, just like when we had kissed.

Jacob, bowing his head so that our eyes met, took a deep breath, blinked once, and said "Nessie, it's not like that, I promise, please just let me explain." Looking in his eyes, I was shocked into stillness, just as he had been when I touched his cheek before. I stood frozen, and he continued to speak. "Remember when we still lived in Forks, and you would go with me to La Push," he asked, hesitantly, and not blinking, as if he was afraid that to blink would mean to miss my reaction. Still dazed I just nodded. Jacob continued, still holding his eyes to mine, "Remember how Quil was always with Claire, or how Emily was with Sam?"

Now I was confused, "What does one thing have to do with another? Claire was a little girl who Quil babysat a lot, and Emily and Sam were an engaged couple, what does one have to do with the other?"

Jacob took a deep breath, blinking once, and then immediately returning to my gaze. He hesitantly began, "Quileute legends, which all seem to be true at this point," rolling his eyes he continued, "Well the legends of my people say that sometimes, wolves imprint on another person, and it is like at first site that person becomes, your soul mate," he glanced down, took another breath, and returned his eyes to mine, "well more than soul mate, for the wolf, it is like that person becomes their only reason for being, the center of their universe, around which their entire life evolves. The wolf will become anything that the person they imprint on wants or needs from them, whether it is a best friend, a big brother, a protector, or a.." he stopped, he looked like me was choking on the last word that he wanted to say, but I already knew what it was, so I whispered, "or a mate."

Jacob looked down into the water, he reached out and held my hands in his, not gazing up to meet my eyes, and continued, "I swear to you Nessie, I have never tried to be anything other than your best friend. I have never even had a thought about you in anyway but that until today when, well, when you showed me that you wanted me in that way. My will has been second to yours since the day you were born. Since I met you, you have been my whole life, but my desires have never mattered, only giving you what you want and need to be happy has ever mattered. That's why your father has let me live this long," he smirked, glancing up at me briefly, then back down to the water where our hands were still entwined.

"Jacob," I said, untangling my hands, so that I could place them on both sides of his face, his eyes looked up at me hesitantly, but once I caught his gaze, I refused to let his eyes drift again. Taking a deep breath, I began again, "Jacob, I have always known that there was something special between us, I never knew what to call it, but I always knew you were my Jacob, and that I was your Nessie. I know that my feelings toward you are changing, this is really new to me, but as long as you promise that you will always be my Jacob, and I can always be your Nessie, I want to see where our lives will bring us together. I have always known that we always have to be together in someway, because the only time that I feel whole, is when I am with you."

A wide smile broke across Jacob's face, and he gently leaned down to kiss me. It started as softly and tenderly as our first kiss, but our mutual passions caused it to become much more intense, until he gently pulled his face away from mine. We stood there in frozen silence again for a moment. Jacob wrapped his arms around my waist, and whispered into my ear, "It's almost dinner time. We better head back home, I think that your Dad is planning on serving roasted wolf tonight, and we better give him time to cook."

I smiled. "Like my mom said, they knew this was coming."