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Blue Moon

Chapter 4--Promises I'll Never Break

Jacob's POV--

Collapsing on the couch at the cottage, I was exhausted. It was only Wednesday, but I felt like the walking dead, literally a zombie. I've gotten a grand total of four hours of sleep since Monday and now I was watching Nessie while Bella and Edward hunted.

I had really thought things would have let up after the Italian leeches left, but they didn't. Two weeks after they left I went back to school, which meant I had to catch up on my missing semester and keep my grades up and with that I had patrols and pack responsibilities and splitting up my time between family and Renesmee's. Nothing has let up at all. I didn't even get much of a summer break because I was in summer school. I was really spread too thin. The only good thing in my life was Nessie.

Yawning and rubbing my eyes, I couldn't help but anticipate the move to New Hampshire and that was strange enough in itself. To think, I'm getting excited to live in a vampire's crypt, even though now I considered them family for the most part, well…except for Blondie. But once I get there most of my responsibilities will be left behind. I'll finally be able to get a full nights sleep. The only responsibilities I'll have in New Hampshire is school, keeping in contact with everyone here, Nessie, and whatever chores I do. In truth, it'll be the life.

Sitting up, I peered at Nessie who was sitting at the coffee table, studying. The whole surface was covered with books and papers.

"What are you studying today, sweetie?" I asked with an amused smile.

She looked up at me and grinned. "Today is Trigonometry, Japanese, and the rise and fall of the Roman Empire."

Putting a hand to my chest in mock astonishment, I jokingly said, "Jeez, Ness! You're only one and you're a genius. If you didn't look like you're seven you could move on to graduate school by spring!" I paused and sheepishly grinned, "I know I'll never be as smart as you, even if I live a thousand years."

She giggled and ducked her head. Under her breath I heard her say, "But you are smart."

Maneuvering my way around the table, I took a seat behind her and hugged her to my chest in appreciation, but I was frowning down at her books. I had never agreed with Edward and Bella about teaching Nessie so soon. At this time in her life she should be playing with other kids, going to second grade, jumping rope, and playing hop-scotch. But she wasn't normal and she was only one, not seven. Plus, Nessie was too curious for her own good. Last spring we had discovered that she was secretly reading Carlisle's medical journals and Jasper's war texts and math volumes and Edward's language companions. However, the most astonishing matter was that she had kept it all out of her mind from Edward for two months. Either way, Edward and Bella had decided to start home schooling her.

I remembered back when I was a curious kid. Back when my mom was alive, my dad could fully walk, and Rachel and Rebecca were both at home. I was a smart kid who was overly curious about everything and often getting myself into trouble because of that curiosity. I used to read everything I laid my hands on--including my sisters diaries--and being an active participant in anything tribal related. I had even learned Quileute early on, even before I went to school. But when my mom died in her car accident and soon after my dad's diabetes got the worse of him resulting for him to be confined in a wheelchair, I stopped caring so much. I emerged myself into cars and taking care of Billy. The only thing that stayed the same was my grades. Then Bella showed up and became my best friend. I wanted to spend every second with her and so my grades fell hard and then the wolf happened and I nearly flunked out of school.

The funny thing was that no one, besides myself and Billy, knew that. Maybe Edward knew though. I guess no one even suspected because of my smart-ass demeanor.

Billy used to joke about how I got my moms looks and brains, but his sense of humor and attitude.

Maybe once I'm in New Hampshire I could get back to things I used to enjoy. I was fairly content with everything these days. Maybe I could read a book and start rebuilding cars again? Though now that I have the Vantage and the Rabbit I didn't need anymore cars. Maybe I could rebuild cars and sell them? Make a profit?

Though right now it seemed I didn't need any money. On Monday, I found another thousand dollars in my wallet and again today. Of course, I haven't spent anything. I had planned to give it back to Jasper, but what I learned from the Cullen's was that they don't take no for an answer. I knew from what Bella said was that I could give it back but expect to have your money tripled the next day. So I decided that before I leave, I'll give the money I acquired to Rachel to help Billy out with things. I knew if I gave the money directly to Billy he'd probably rip it up, so I thought Rachel would be my best bet. I only had to tell her not to tell Billy.

"Are you almost done?" I asked Nessie.

I waited for only a minute until she was done reading. Slamming the book closed, she said, "Now I am."

I chuckled. "So what do you want to do tonight?"

Nessie turning around in my lap and placed her hand on my cheek. I saw the two of us vegging out on the couch, eating junk food and watching a movie.

"Deal," I agreed when her vision was over. "Why don't you clear off the table and pick out a movie while I get us something to eat?"

She nodded eagerly. Going into the kitchen while she raced around the living room, I rummaged through the cupboards and fridge.

During the last year we had finally found foods that Nessie actually liked. She loved any and all sweets, except for fruit, and really salty things too. She was particularly fond of all junk food, her favorite was pizza. Other then that, she liked eggs, bread, and ironically garlic.

Carlisle had a feeling that the reason she liked these things is because most of them had a lot of taste to them and that Nessie's taste buds were actually a bit weaker then a humans. We didn't have any conclusion as to why Nessie liked less seasoned stuff like eggs and bread, though.

We all knew her eating habits were bad, but we were just relieved that she was eating something besides blood. Plus, it wasn't like she was going to get clogged arteries. The blood she drank made her immensely healthy.

Gathering together some food, I made my way to the living room and unloaded the supplies on the clean coffee table. Nessie was already on the couch, remote in hand, and unnecessarily a blanket in her lap. Chuckling lightly, I took a seat next to her and pulled her close.

"So what are we watching tonight?" I asked her.

She grinned up at me, showing me her perfect, sharp, white teeth. "Titanic," she simply answered.

I groaned. "Again?"

"Yes, again," she replied, trying to imitate my deep voice.

I laughed and mussed her hair, saying, "Well, I'll watch whatever you want. Though I preferred your Disney phase to your tragic romance phase."

"Don't worry," she answered, "We can make fun of the movie if it makes you feel better?"

"Deal," I said, handing her a spoon as a peace offering. She played the movie as I opened up a tub of ice cream.

Pigging out on ice cream, brownies, soda, and chips we watched the very long movie together and remarking on it.

"Can you imagine daddy dressed like that in his human life?" Nessie asked with a giggle, pointing out the clothes. "And him bowing and kissing hands and being polite all the time? All that gentlemanly stuff?"

"What are you talking about?" I answered with a mock serious attitude. "He still curtsies and kisses hands!"

She swatted me with her spoon. "No he doesn't!"

"He's still a prude though." I laughed as Nessie glared at me before cracking up.

We continued to watch the movie after a few minutes of laughing.

Once we got to the par where Rose and Jack were dancing in third class and then Rose stood on the tips of her toes, Nessie burst out laughing, pausing the movie.

"What's so funny?" I demanded.

"That!" She replied, pointing at the toes displayed on the screen.

I frowned, confused. "Why is that funny?"

"Because it's so easy and they make it out to be hard." She demonstrated the situation easily, proving her point.

Rolling my eyes, I said, "Ness, that is very hard for most humans to do."

She looked up at the ceiling in thought and said, "Huh?"

When she wasn't looking at me anymore, I furrowed my eyebrows and frowned. Times like these made me feel immensely sad for Nessie. She was half-human and shared some vulnerability, but she didn't know what it was like to be human. I would never change her if I could, but it was sad that she couldn't embrace that side of her. She was so very rarely around real humans, that she really didn't understand these things. She may be very smart, but she still shared the naïve mind of a seven year old.

Movie proceeding we made fun of the movie some more until the drawing scene where I made Nessie skip, including the next couple of scenes.

When the movie was over, Nessie yawned while saying, "I like this movie a lot but why do they have to keep saying each others names all the time?"

"Don't know," I yawned back. Cuddling up in my arms, I added, "I can't wait until you're older and I can show you some of my favorite movies and we can laugh at them."

"Me too."

It was actually pretty hilarious that Edward wouldn't let Nessie watch anything with violence and bad language. Nessie slaughters animals on a weekly basis and she was around rotten language all the time. The wolf packs had pretty lousy language and so did Emmett.

Closing my eyes with Nessie at my side, we were quiet for a few minutes. Finally, she spoke up. "Jacob, why are you coming with us to New Hampshire? You have so many responsibilities here."

"You know why," I responded. "I'd miss you too much. You know you're my imprint." And she did know, except for the detail about how we will eventually fall in love with each other.

"Yes, I know," she commented. "And I'd miss you too much also." She paused and thought about something. "Would you miss momma and daddy too?"

"Yeah, I would," I answered. "Bella and I have been best friends for a long time and though Edward and I have had our differences in the past we're friends now also."

I looked over at her to see a mischievous look spread across her lips.

"Would you miss auntie Rose, too?" She slyly asked.

Playfully growling, I flipped her down on her back on the couch, so I was hovering over her. Giving her a fierce look, I suddenly grinned wickedly before attacking her with tickles.

Laughing and shrieking, she wiggled away from me after a couple of minutes, running away. Leaping up from the couch, I began to chase Nessie around the small cottage. Cornering her, I snatched her up in my arms and flung her over my shoulder, spinning a few times, all the while listening to her tinkling laugh. Walking back into the living room, I took Nessie in my arms and fell back onto the sofa, laughing.

After a few minutes, we calmed down. Turning to Nessie, I asked slyly, "Hey, what are you doing tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, right?" She asked. I nodded as she said, "Nothing, I think."

"Great!" I replied. "Because you're coming to First Beach with me."

Nessie propped herself up on her elbow, looking at me. "What's at First Beach?"

"A bunch of us our celebrating Thanksgiving in a very non-traditional way down there tomorrow. There's going to be a ton of food, games, drinks, and a bon fire. It's not going to rain, but it's supposed to be cloudy, however fairly and unseasonably warm. It should be fun." I shrugged.

Appearing very interested, Nessie asked, "Who's going to be there?"

I began ticking off my fingers. "Sam and Emily, Jared and Kim, Rachel and Paul, Seth, Embry, Quil and Claire, Billy, Sue, Charlie, Old Quil…" I trailed off.

Nessie beamed. "I'd love to go! I'll ask momma and daddy as soon as they get back!"

I laughed. "No need. I already told them about it on Monday and they said yes, and even more the Cullen's were very hesitantly invited."

She hugged me in excitement. "Who's all coming from the family?"

"Bella and Edward, Carlisle and Esme, Alice, and Emmett," I replied.

"Why isn't auntie Rose and Jasper not coming?" She pouted.

I sighed. "You know how Blondie is…" I rolled my eyes, "And Jasper doesn't feel very comfortable in going. I asked Edward about it and he told me that he just doesn't feel he could handle it."

She huffed at the ceiling. "Well, that's just silly. Jasper knows he can handle himself."

"Try telling him that," I mumbled.

"I will then," she laughed.

I chuckled. "Well, either way we'll have a lot of fun and Esme and Alice are going way overboard on the food."

Nessie rolled her eyes.

Looking at the clock, I sighed, saying, "Time for bed."

She groaned, but a yawn escaped her mouth as she got up off of the sofa. Leaving the living room and moving down the hallway, I followed her to tuck her in. Waiting for her to change into her pajamas in the bathroom and to do her nightly routine, I followed her into her bedroom and tucked her in.

Eyes fluttering closed, she asked in a sleepy mumble, "Can you stay with me in here until momma and daddy get home?"

"Of course," I replied, kissing her forehead and then her cheek, as I smoothed her hair out of her face.

"Jacob?" She asked, eyes suddenly snapping open.

"Yeah?" I asked in concern.

Nessie looked down and blushed in her Bella way, before meeting my eyes again. "Do you promise you'll be with me forever? I always think you're just going to disappear on me. I love you." Her eyes filled with sadness.

Eyes almost tearing up as she expressed her fears, I laid a hand on her cheek and replied, "I'm not going to go anywhere without you, Renesmee. I promise I'll never leave you."

"Do you pinkie promise?" She asked in a tiny voice, offering her hand and pinkie.

Slipping my pinkie in hers, I said, "Pinkie promise."

Smiling sweetly as I kissed her again on the cheek, her eyes fluttered closed and then after a minute her breathing became regular. Watching her sleep for hours in awe filled fascination, I took her hand lightly in my hand and found that she was dreaming of me and nothing but me.

My Renesmee.

Thank you all for reading. Please review!

See I told you this chapter would be nothing but Jacob and Nessie. I hoped you all found it sweet.

The next chapter will feature everyone on First Beach. It should be funny and interesting. I think I might take a bit longer to write that chapter because I want it to be interesting and very good.

I also would like to note, that this story will probably be very long. I want to capture Jacob's last months in Forks and La Push, plus his experiences with moving across the country and dealing with the Cullen's in a family element. I'm also going to include Jacob's and Nessie's growing relationship and feelings and the consequences for those feelings. I'm also going to feature old friends as well as new creatures and old enemies. So we'll see what will happen.

I'm very excited because it's a mystery to me too! HaHa.