Jacob's POV

Chapter 3: Why did she have to ask for that? Now I'm not gonna be alive to give her what she wants.

"Jake? Why does Quil act that way around Clair?" asked Nessie curiously as we exited Charlie's. I bit my lower lip. Edward had been pretty over protective of Nessie ever sense her body had become that of your average teenage girl. He had once gone as far as to forbid me to ever take her to any movie with kissing or "suggestive" themes – which is pretty much every movie worth watching.

"Well…" I said cautiously as we walked slowly into the woods. "Clair is Quil's imprint." Nessie looked at me with confusion in her chocolate brown eyes. She didn't have to touch me for me to know what she was thinking.

Why are they … well why does Quil… you know…kiss her like … well like Emmet kisses Rosalie? I couldn't help but laugh at her analogy; Edward was continually "speaking" with Emmet and Rosalie about keeping their sex life out of Nessie's view. I wouldn't have been surprised if aliens on the moon heard the arguments that they got into.

"Nessie, I'll tell you when we get to the meadow alright?"

Fine, she said irritably before she dropped my hand and took off running for the bikes. I laughed and followed.

Are we there yet?? Nessie complained from her perch on my back. I let out a bark.

Chill Ness, it's only gonna take a few more minutes, I thought.

*rolling of the eyes* *impatient sighing* how long does it take to get from Charlie's house to that dang meadow? I don't remember it taking this long before. I think Jacob it losing his speed.

I heard that I thought to Nessie.

Sorry but I'm getting bored, you know Ennuyeux. She thought patronizingly. I rolled my eyes and sped up.

We broke through the trees and entered the perfectly circular meadow. I could hear trout jumping in the stream not far off and I could smell the heavy sent of flowers and grasses. I sighed. When there weren't crazy-blood thirsty vampires like that Laurent character hanging around the place was pretty dang peaceful.

Ok Nessie I'm gonna try and show you a … well a memory of mine ok?

Ok go ahead.

I flipped quickly through my memories till I found what I was looking for.

I was coming down the stairs of the Cullen's house with the intention of killing that thing that had killed my Bella. I walked into the living room and began walking toward Rosalie who was crooning over the abomination. Then my face met that of my target and the whole world shifted. Everything that held me there evaporated and I was no longer being held to the ground by gravity but by the baby girl in Rosalie's arms. I would do anything for her, become anything for her, be whatever she needed me to be. SHE was my reason for living.

I stopped the memory there. Nessie's thoughts were silent.

Ness? I questioned, worried.

Ok, so Quil kisses Clair because she wants him too? She asked uncertainly

That's the idea, yes I said nervously.

So if I wanted you to … to kiss me you would? She asked uncertainly. I knew we were going to get here at some point despite Edward's efforts to keep us from getting there.

Yes I replied. Edward was going to kill me. Nessie slide off my back and motioned for me to go and morph back into a human. I trotted off giddily. I could feel myself changing. I could feel my feelings for Nessie morphing into something more than what they had been seconds ago. Edward was going to kill me for sure.

As I reentered the meadow in human form I began seeing Nessie in a different more romantic light. The beautiful way her hair fell, the graceful curves of her body were my hands would fit perfectly, the gentle curve of her lips and wondering how they would feel against mine.

I stopped a few feet from her not entirely sure what I wanted to do now. I knew that I wanted to make Nessie happy but she defiantly would not want me dead.

She motioned for me to come closer. I tentively took a few steps forward. Nessie closed the space between us in a few bounds. Her hand caressed my face, curiosity littering her thoughts as she showed me what I looked like.

"Don't be nervous," she commanded. I stopped shaking and my guts untwisted from the tight ball they had become. I became relaxed and allowed my arms to circle her waste. I smiled and bowed my head so that our faces where inches apart. Nessie smiled and encircled my neck with her arms, pulling me closer. I tried not too but I began daydreaming about what would happen if we went a little farther than just a kiss.

"Kiss me," Nessie whispered softly as she stood up on her tiptoes to reach my lips. Her lips where soft and careful against mine but caution wasn't what she was going to get from me. I crushed my lips to hers and found her eager to respond.

"JACOB BLACK!! GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY DAUGHTER!!" Busted.