A/N: Okay!! Earlier (Like 5 minutes ago) I posted chapter 6. Now here's chapter 7. Chapter 8 should be up by next week. :)

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Daylight Eruption

Chapter 7

Even though saying goodbye was very difficult for me, I was determined to keep a positive outlook on this whole experience. After all, I wasn't leaving behind my whole family. I'd have Jake; the only vital part of my new life.

"This is going to be an adventure," Jake said cheerfully, once we were alone in the cab.

I gave him an energetic nod. "I am so ready for some fun," I enthusiastically replied. "I feel pumped."

Jake gave a chuckle. "You sound pumped," he joked. "I thought you were going to be really depressed at the thought of leaving home."

"I was for a while there," I confided to him. "But now that we're on our way, I'm beginning to get the thrill of adventure." One whole month alone with Jake in a cottage. Up in Alaska. What was there not to be excited about?

"It's only for a month," Jacob comforted. "You'll be back with them before you know it." Clearly we weren't thinking along the same lines.

"Obviously I didn't make myself clear," I joked. "I'm really excited to be spending time alone with you. I want this month to go by very slowly."

"Oh, in that case, we have a whole month by ourselves. That's a really long time, you know."

Jake pulled me close, cuddling me against his chest. I could feel his warm, body heat right through his thin t-shirt. The familiar feeling made me feel right at home. This time, though, there were no boundaries. We were on our honeymoon.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and raised my lips to his throat. They glided up to his chin, where I turned and slid them along his jaw line. When they came to his ear, I whispered, "I love you too much."

"I have no objection to that," Jacob smiled, kissing my ear.

When he moved his lips to my mouth, I suddenly remembered one thick boundary line: we weren't alone in the taxi.

"Jake," I whispered, sitting up. "We aren't alone in here." I could see the man eyeing us in the rear-view mirror. Awkward.

Jake looked at me. "That doesn't make much of a difference," he said casually.

"I don't really feel comfortable," I said quietly. That wasn't the real reason, but I hoped he could read between the lines.

"Why not?" Translation: he couldn't.

I gently put my hands on his face. What if something happens Jake?

He laughed softly. "You worry too much, Nez," Jake joked. "What's gonna happen? Or are you warning me you might swoon and hit your head?"

The. Little. Shit. I knew he was just teasing me for the sake of the driver, but I was sure as hell gonna get him back for that. Get him really good.

I put my hands back on his face. You're gonna regret that, Mr. Black.

All he did was laugh at me. "Will I now?"

I nodded at him mischievously. Boy was he in for a shock tonight. Of course it wouldn't be very serious; he wasn't the only one who suffered when I held myself back.

I leaned my head against him again and rested. I think my exhaustion was starting to catch up with me.

When I didn't speak for a while, Jacob asked, "Tired?"

I nodded slowly. "A little." My eyes started to close drowsily. Very tired.

"You'd better sleep now," he agreed. "Wouldn't want you to be tired tonight."

My head shot up. Was he actually thinking of . . .?

Who's tired now?

Jake chuckled when he saw the light in my eyes. "Since when do you get this excited to go hunting?" he whispered with a smile.

I came back down to earth with a big kick from reality. Oh. That's what he meant. I couldn't help the flood of disappointment which came over me. For the first time since I bit Jacob, I had some real hope. That didn't last very long.

I gave a very small sniff and put my head down. I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry.

I started crying.

"Renesmee, look at me." Jake's voice was filled with worry.

I wiped a tear and looked at him.

"What's wrong, baby?"

I couldn't answer that. I was biting my lip and holding back more tears. My lip trembled and I turned away; I couldn't look him in the eyes anymore.

Finally, Jake put together all the pieces of the puzzle. "Oh," he said gently. "You thought I was talking about that."

I'm not sure what felt worse: not telling Jacob or having him figure it out for himself. They both felt like shit.

Jake touched my chin, turning me to face him. "Don't worry, Renesmee," he said gently. "I don't care what anyone else says; we're gonna do it. But I don't want to even try to until you have some blood in you. Okay?"

I felt so happy. Jacob was willing to take the risk for my sake. I launched my lips at his mouth, kissing him hard. "I love you."

He didn't answer in words, but instead pulled my body close. I wasn't worried anymore. Jake would always be there for me. Forever.

As soon as we got to our seats on the plane, I crashed. Not literally. After holding out for so hours, I finally fell asleep.

Hours later, I opened my eyes. Jake was leaning over me, looking into my face.

"It's about time," he commented with a chuckle. "I was starting to think you were in a coma."

I gave a sleepy yawn. "I might as well have been. What time is it?"

Jacob reluctantly turned away from me, to glance at his watch. "Four o'clock," he said quickly. Immediately, he fixed his gaze on me again.

I drowsily tried to think. One, two, three, four, . . . What the hell? "I've been asleep for twelve hours?" I asked in shock.

"You needed the rest," Jake protested. "I wasn't going to wake you up."

"What about you?"

"What about me?"

I shook my head at his stubbornness. "Did you sleep at all?"

"Of course," he assured me. "I had a refreshing six hours."

I groaned. I was about to comment on his lack of sleep when Jacob put his hand over my mouth.

"Just shut up, will you?" He removed his hand and pressed his lips to mine. Before I knew it, I was kissing him back. Jake might as well enjoy it while he can; I still haven't forgotten about giving him his deserved revenge.

After a couple minutes, I decided to draw the line. "Jake," I protested. "We aren't alone on the plane."

He sat up and looked around. "They're old, Renesmee," he reassured me. "This is their nap time."

I chuckled and took a peek around. Sure enough, almost everybody on the plane was asleep. Except for some people near the front, but I wasn't worried about them.

Needing to make some comment, I fell back on his error. "They aren't old, Jake. No one is over forty."

He grinned. "It's old compared to us," he objected.

"Look whose talking, old man," I joked. "You aren't exactly young yourself."

Jacob's chest puffed out with importance. "I'm immortal."

I rolled my eyes and laughed at him. He was so full of himself. "Maybe that's better for me," I added.

Jake leaned me against his chest, putting his head protectively over mine. "You'd better be happy with it. You're stuck with me now; you belong to me."

"There's no one else I'd rather belong too." I pulled my body up and kissed his throat over and over again. He belonged entirely to me.

As the plane started to land, my ears were filled with building pressure. I wasn't really paying attention; I was thinking about how much fun we were going to have tonight. Jake, however, apparently noticed.

"Don't your ears hurt?" He kept rubbing his own until they were really red.

"Now that you mention it, they do kind of hurt." Still. I didn't think that was a good enough reason to rub them to death.

"Emmett told me they would. Luckily, he gave me a useful tip," Jake smirked mischievously.

"Oh?"

Instead of answering me directly, Jacob kissed my mouth passionately.

"Oh, yeah. That does sorta work," I teased him, when I got the chance to speak.

Jake ignored me and continued. I felt an incredible sensation when our lips met again. We were going to have a blast tonight.