A/N: Yay I'm updating again within the week. This seems to be a slow week for school so I'm trying to type as much as I can. Also I'm rereading Breaking Dawn so that kind of gives me some inspiration. Keep up all the reviews, it makes me more excited to write.


RPOV:

The buzz from the ceiling lights wakes me up. I sit up and groan; I'm not ready to get up. I'm not tired – I really only need a few hours of sleep being half vampire, but my human side likes to overindulge anyhow -, but I was really comfy nonetheless. I stretch out my muscles then scan the room for whoever turned on my light.

To my surprise it's Dad. I let the scowl fall easily from my face; I can't be mad at him. He's leaning up against my wall spinning a pencil idly across his fingers.

"Are you ready to strategize? Alice is going to help out so that we ensure that you have the upper hand." His face looks smug and excited like his getting to show off his prized pet in some sort of competition.

His brows furrow at my thought and looks down at me apologetically. I shrug my shoulders. Don't worry about it. I'll meet you downstairs in five let me get dressed. Dad nods his head attentively and vanishes out my bedroom door.

I sigh; I'll never be able to move like that. Just that solitary thought got my stomach twisted. How am I going to beat Jake, he can run that fast. I fall back against my bed and throw a pillow over my face before I moan – which I'm sure everyone heard anyway.

As I approach the stairs leading down toward first floor I stop to give myself a quick once-over in full length, gold framed mirror hanging two doors down from Carlisle's wooden cross. My hair is in a loose braid; it's one of those organized chaos looks with a few strands hanging loose. As my eyes scan down my outfit, I'm vaguely reminded of Tomb Raider – the short khaki shorts, tight blue tank top and thick hiking boots – but Angelina Jolie and I look so completely different that a comparison would be unfeasible. I chuckle silently to myself and turn for the stairs.

Before I reach the second step I flit back over to the mirror and let my gaze rake over my appearance once more. Hmm Tomb Raider, Jacob will probably think that's kind of sexy. I smile slyly to myself for half a second before my face drops. Crap Dad probably heard that. I smack myself against he forehead before pulling my too short shorts down to cover just a little bit more of my upper thigh.

I watch Dad warily as I walk past him to sit next to Alice on the couch. His face is held emotionless with some effort. It looks like he's warring with himself on which emotion would be the proper one to portray.

"Ah Nessie you look so . . .," Alice's eyes flash towards Dad's face and she swiftly amends her sentence, "cute. I wish your mother would pay the same attention towards her fashion. Hmm I really do like those shorts. Didn't I get them for you?"

I smile, "Yes Alice I believe you did." Only in a family of vampires would the fact that I am wearing shorts and a tank top be of no concern to anyone when the temperature is bellow freezing outside.

My gaze inadvertently lands back on Dad's face. I was planning to look quickly away after I assessed his expression, but I was caught so off guard that I can't help but to stare. His mouth is twisted into his signature crooked smile and his eyes flare with the excitement from earlier. Whoa, what had happened last night while I slept obliviously in my bed?

Dad's smile widens tauntingly, "So who's ready to beat Jacob at his own game?" I try to speak – although I can't think of anything that I could possibly say – when I realize that my jaw was already open pulling my lips into a tiny "o".

Dad laughs at the emptiness of my thoughts. I look away with chagrin and instead let my eyes wander to Alice's face. That's when I realize that Alice won't do a bit of good in strategizing since she can't see Jacob or me.

"No, but she can see around you," Dad informs me. I raise my eyebrow in confusion, around us?

"Well we are going to look at different routes that you and Jacob could take," Alice is the one to answer my confusion now, "and as we decide which one you'll take I'll look ahead to see Edward announce the winner. While there still is a large possibility for error since we can't tell exactly which path Jacob will take, it should be fairly representative of the actual outcome."

I let my amazement color my face, "Wow I'm impressed. Dad, I've never thought of you as the scheming evil mastermind type." Alice bursts out in hysterical laughter similar to a chorus of bells.

Dad scowls in false embarrassment. "That was Emmett's idea and you know it," he defends himself over on of Alice's memories of some scheme from before I was even born. Dad holds his glare for a second longer before he too bursts into laughter.

"What was that all about," I ask once again perplexed.

"Don't worry about it honey, Emmett and I just gave some nosey little pest something to fuel his nightmares." Dad let out a dark laugh as he reminisced. "But that's not why we're here, let's get to it," he said once he'd sobered up a bit.

We spend the next half hour dissecting the surrounding forest for a location that would create the largest margin of success for me to account for any error that may occur in Alice's visions. Dad seemed to be in a very good mood. I can hardly ever remember a time when dad had such good temperament especially when Jacob is involved some way. I guess he just likes the prospect of beating Jake at something. Anyway it was still a nice change for him to sit on the couch and joke around with us like friends instead of the stern father figure I've grown so used to.

As our plans become finalized we slowly migrate towards the kitchen where Dad makes me a small omelet.

"Dad seriously we're doing a hunt-off. I don't need to eat anything." I pout.

"Think about it Nessie, when's the last time you ate," he waits for my mental answer. "Exactly, if you hunt on an empty tank then you won't be able to think as logically. Also it will help sharpen your senses and give you energy."

I can't think of a counter argument and I don' think it would matter anyway. He's resolved, and the eggs don't smell too terribly repulsive. Actually they smell pretty good and Mom says that they are one of his specialties.

He sets the plate in front of me and I take a deep breath letting the warmth fill my body. Scooping up my first bite I close my eyes so as not to think about what I'm about to ingest. The first bite is a quick chew and swallow, no time to savor the tastes. With my eyes closed I inadvertently lean my head against the table and focus on the flavor at the back of my tongue.

"Nessie what are you doing," Alice sounds worried. "That's not normal is it?" She's speaking to my dad now.

My head snaps up, "Whoa déjà vu." Where did that come from? The darkness, hunching over, and the taste of eggs, what that mean? Dad chuckles to himself as he leans against the counter in arms reach. I stretch over and place my hand against his neck letting my bewilderment swirl around the memory.

He laughs once more and raises an eyebrow, "Do you really want to know?" I think about that for a second as I chew on my lip, and then nod my head. "Well now I can't be positive, but I'm fairly certain that you were remembering life in the first few days after . . . um . . . conception." He manages to keep a strait face, with some effort.

I wish I could say the same about my reaction. No, my eyes grow wide as they flick to Alice's face. Big mistake, she's on the verge of breaking into a good fit of laughter only holding her composure out of respect. At that I turn my head and scowl at my plate in mortification as I finish my breakfast without really tasting it.

As we walked out I spot Jake pacing along the edge of the river in human form. He looks up eagerly as he hears our approach. I see Jake's mouth twitch like he's about to open it and speak, but Dad beats him to it.

"Ha, in your dreams, Renesmee's going to beat you. You just watch." I giggle; Dad sounds like an over boasting parent in one of those my-kid's-better-than-yours match offs.

Jacob glowers at him competitively, "We'll have to see about that one." Dad gives a sharp nod and leads the way off towards the designated location.

On the map on the table the route looked so much simpler, but actually walking it is a different story. We turn and swerve in so many directions I'm surprised we weren't walking in circles. Out of the family I know the forests the least. As soon as we passed my comfort zone I was lost, but Dad and Alice figured it would be best to hunt somewhere different so that no one had an advantage – of course this was only new territory to Jake and me because I was never allowed to go too far and Jake was always s with me.

We finally shape a teardrop shaped clearing in the trees. At its widest point I would have to guess it's only about twelve yards. As we stop I try to find something discernable about this place other than its shape. The trees, brown and soggy, look the same as all the others we've passed as do the shrubs, ground, and obscured sky.

"Um, well Alice and I are going to run the perimeter and check for any trace of humans. We'll be back soon." Why did Dad sound nervous, unsure? From my peripheral vision I can see Jake wink at Dad before he and Alice flit out of sight.

What is going on has everyone lost their freaking minds? I stand there slightly dumbfounded until the awkward silence is too much for Jake. He crosses the distance between us in one stride. Of course his proximity doesn't help much with my coherency.

"Um, don't you need to go phase now or something?" My voice sounds unsure and shaky even to me. Wow, smooth one Nessie. Why would I tell him to go when he's so close I could trace the smooth contours of his chest? Before I can even act on my impulse Jake picks my up and crushes me against his chest. I wrap my arms around his neck and let the seemingly magnetic force pull my lips to his.

The kiss only lasts a few seconds, but it leaves me breathless. Jacob chuckles at my accelerated heart rate and staggered breathing. His lips trace the edge of my jaw before he stops at the bottom of my ear and whispers, "Good luck,"

I catch my breath and lean back smirking. "You too," I say, "you'll need." I can feel the omnipresence of Jake's body as he shakes with silent laughter.

"Edward and Alice will be back soon. I probably should go phase," he whispers as he sets me back on my feet. I look up at him expectantly and I can see a red tint color his copper skin as he blushes.

"Yeah, um . . . I'll just go over here," he points off towards a bush, "be right back." As he says this he takes a step back and stumbles over his own feet.

I let out a loud snort unintentionally. "I thought wolves were supposed to be graceful." I had never seen him trip before, that was odd.

Jake grumbles under his breath as his entire face turns red. He obviously has not forgotten the time he unexpectedly phased in front of me.

***

"Jake look, it's a grizzly bear," I squealed. I had never hunted grizzly before and I hoped that they were as good as Uncle Em claims.

Jake looked over at me with a stern look obviously in the hopes of dissuading me. Before he had a chance to say anything I heard a resounding "No" from behind.

"Daddy, please! You know it can't hurt me," I begged. He didn't have to say anything, his resolved look said enough. I turned around and sat on a nearby rock to pout. Closing my eyes I let the smell of fresh flower buds calm me down.

I was early spring and the green forest was sprinkled with buds of pinks and whites as the flowers began to bloom. The best time to hunt bears according to Uncle Em.

I want that bear I thought stubbornly, but I quickly chased the thoughts out of my mind so as not to be overheard. Instead I stand up and twirl around with my eyes closed and let the scent of the flowers swirl around me. At the same time I let the thick, wet scent of the bear pull me in that direction.

Finally at a close enough distance I opened my eyes and lunged for the bear's jugular. I sink my teeth into its neck barely missed the main artery, but that gave the bear enough time to realize it was being attacked. It wrapped its claws around me and strained to pull me off. My grip finally loosened and the bear threw against a nearby tree.

Well that got Jacob and Daddy all riled up. Jake swiftly phased letting the treaded remains of his pants fall to the ground. Daddy beats Jake to the bear and tackles it to the ground and ended its life in the same lithe movement. Jacob, with nothing to do, quickly looked down at his destroyed pants and then down to his paws not remembering making the conscious decision to phase. In his confusion he phased back to human form and walked over towards the remains of his last pair of cutoffs. Out of nowhere he stopped and stared at me wide eyed. That's when Daddy looked over.

"You filthy mongrel, what the hell do you think you are doing? You're going to scar my daughter for eternity!" Daddy was livid. He cursed more at Jake as he sprinted over the where we were. Jake, in instinctual self-preservation, shifted back to wolf form and darted into the dense trees.

With them out playing cops and robbers I was free to enjoy the freshly slaughtered bear not ten yards away.

I skipped back towards the house and found the family gathered in the living room. "Hey Uncle Em, you were right. Bears are pretty good." He, along with the seven other sets of eyes turned to me quizzically. I didn't under stand what they were staring for until I heard a loud growl followed by and echoing crash come from beyond the trees.

"Oh, yeah Daddy's chasing Jake." I told my story, but they continued to stare quietly. Uncle Em was the first to speak; well guffaw would be a more appropriate verb.

The rest of the night I spent in Mommy's lap. As she rubbed my back an occasional swear word of crash would pierce the peaceful silence. It didn't take long until I fell asleep so I never did find out how long Daddy chased him for

***

I can hear the tightening of leather as Jake ties his pants to his ankle and then the soft pad of his front paws as he phases. He strolls over to my side and lowers his head to stare in my eyes. I lift my hands to stroke the soft russet fur on his muzzle. He lets out a low grumble like a purr.

"That's really masculine," I tease as I lean against his side. He falls back on his haunches pushes me with his shoulder. Now we wait and listen. Jake's ears are alert as he listens to same sounds of the forest that I am.

I ignore the rustling of leaves and the scurrying of small distasteful animals. I let me hearing range until I can hear the heavy sloshing of a thick heart. Mmm, something big and meaty; that's what I'm looking for. As I listen for similar heartbeats I can hear the sound of approaching footsteps. Alice and Dad are coming back; I'd all but forgotten about them.

Their footsteps get louder and shrug forward so that I'm no longer leaning against Jake. By the time I stand up erect Dad and Alice enter the small clearing.

"Alright we should be safe from any humans interfering. Are you guys ready," Alice sings in excitement. "Jacob, you will go to the East and Renesmee, you will go towards the West,"

"Now remember we want a clean hunt here, no sabotage or outside help. Stay in your designated area. You have twenty-five minutes, at which you will report back here with the single largest catch," Dad announces as official referee of this match. "Now shake hands . . . or appendages." We comply, and then Jake and I turn to face the assigned directions.

"On you mark," – I stoop down into a crouch – "get set," – my muscles tighten and I let the non-venomous juices flow through my mouth – "GO!"


A/N: I really wanted to make the hunt one chapter, but it just got too long. So what do you think? I like this whole getting ten reviews per chapter thing, it's working for me. So, I won't update until I receive ten reviews for the chapter. That's fair enough right, and to encourage those reviews tell me if you think I should write a extra chapter of Emmett and Edward's scheme to give the nosey kid what was coming for him. Review, review, review!

Ooh and this one is my longest chapter. =]