Slowly but surely Saturday came. I did my usual duties at work but kept an eye on the clock during my entire shift. It seemed like today was moving in slow motion. I hadn't looked forward for anything in a long time, that was part of the reason why I was acting this way. I hurried home after work to see if Jacob had called again. Charlie was home but relayed no messages from Jacob. I retreated upstairs keeping busy with cleaning my room, taking out the trash and doing the dishes. Eventually I wore myself out and cuddled up with a book. Twenty minutes into it Charlie called for me.

"Bella Jacob's here…Finally…So you can stop cleaning!" That startled me, I wasn't expecting a visit! This day was turning out better than I imagined. Actually, too well…Nothing has weighed in my favor in a while. Reality has to come knocking at the door sometime soon. Hopefully, today is not that day.

"Bella!" Jacob cheerfully greeted me downstairs. Charlie stood there patrolling our behaviors but even with him there Jacob waited with his arms out, waiting for an embrace. I took the last step of stair and welcomed the embrace. Charlie looked thoroughly confused.

"You're back early! I was just waiting for a phone call!" We let go of each other and tried our best to ignore Charlie. With his hands on his hips he turned and sauntered back to the living room shaking his head.

"Yeah I called to tell you that I was coming home a day early. Plans changed. Are you busy? I was wanting to go get some pizza. Would you like to come?" He seemed smitten and I knew my face surely reflected his.

"Yeah, pizza sounds good. I'll go get my jacket." I ran up to my room and looked myself over in the mirror after I put on my jacket. God, since when did I ever take so much interest into what I looked like? And for that matter, a human?

I watched as Jacob scrunched himself into the rabbit, he's grown since the last time I had seen him, I swear. "So, where are we going?" I asked as we both buckled into our seats.

"Mr. Gatti's. 'Cause I want to play some ski ball!" Jacob grinned.

"Are you serious? I haven't played the games there since I was literally ten years old!" I laughed, I couldn't believe he wanted to do this.

"Neither have I so this works out great!" He winked.

Before we ordered our pizza we went to the back of the run down pizza shack in the tiny town of Beaver. Kids ran around us as we played ski ball and shot baskets at mini basketball. Jacob finished up his last game of basketball and he swiftly ran towards me as I was shooting a deer with a neon orange gun. I wasn't expecting what came next. I thought he was going passed me to get to another game but he stopped while I was about to shoot a buck and wrapped one arm around my waist and kissed my cheek. I missed the buck, needless to say. He casually walked passed me and stood at the entrance. "Aww it looks like I made you lose! I'm so sorry. Pizza now?!" A devilish grin was plastered on his face.

I shook my head, my face for sure overcast with scarlet. I ripped the tickets from the machine and followed him to our seats.

"So, are you still up for a picnic tomorrow?" Jacob asked while chowing down on a slice. I didn't think we would be doing anything since we were spending the evening together now.

"Oh, yeah, sure." I responded a little puzzled.

"Good, 'cause I even have music picked out."

"What? Why?"

"Why not?" Jacob shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

We spent the rest of the evening enjoying endless pizza and chatting about what we had been doing this week. He didn't go into much detail about his camping trip but told some funny stories about his new friends. He took me home right at nine o'clock wanting me to get some sleep before 'our big day' tomorrow. I did just that and the next morning, like clock work Jacob called, waking me up before he started on his way to my house. I felt a few butterflies in my stomach while I was getting ready. It seemed like Jacob had more planned than what he had been leading me to believe.

Jacob arrived thirty minutes after he called. I watched him come to my door from my window. He seemed a little too dressed up for the occasion. I went downstairs to meet him. When I opened the door I could immediately smell the scent of cologne on him. I took him in, he looked very nice in his tan colored tight fitting t-shirt and what it appeared to be new and freshly ironed jeans. "Ready?" His eyebrows rose when he smiled.

"Yes, I am." I said shutting the door behind me. He insisted to get gas for my truck and drive it to the spot we were going because his car wouldn't make it through the field. He placed his arm around me as he drove. I tried to be inconspicuous as I moved closer to him. We were on the one-oh-one for a while until we took a left on a dirt road and then an unexpected right into a field. In between two chunks of woods there was a great space of land that, you could tell, used to contain wheat. Jacob drove to the middle of the field, parked the car and got out. I followed. He took out an ancient CD player (circa 1997) and jogged lithely to a spot he had already cleared off with a blanket. He came back to me and walked with me to spot with a big smile on his face.

"Jacob did you put this together before you came and got me today?" I asked, taken aback by the set up. It was simple but still too much for what I ever thought this 'picnic' entailed.

"Umm, yeah. I wanted to surprise you! Did it work?" He was trying to read my expression, hoping for the best.

"Yes you did! This is so nice!" An old Native American style blanket covered the remnants of wheat with four stones on the corners of the blanket holding it together, two plates and silverware laid out already, a blanket on the side folded up and a flower in the middle. Jacob put the CD player down and took the picnic basket from my hands. He started to work as I sat on the blanket watching him. Jacob was trying really hard and in a way I felt like I was playing him. I never thought of Jacob as a future. My mind was consumed with my old life still and when I thought of Jacob and I's time together I thought of it as passing the time by without constant suffering. Jacob instilled some hope in me when I was with him because I felt alive around him more than I had in months. I mean, it's not all true that I just use him to pass the time. Edward was my present and future, all my plans included him and it's hard to shake off those plans and start fresh. Jacob has merely helped me forget those plans for a limited amount of time. Could I ever re-arrange my mindset to include Jacob in my future?

Jacob started the music, it was Fleet Foxes. Perfect music for the type of setting, it fit so well like a mold for the day. The soundtrack of our day. I stood up and aimlessly wandered the field looking for tiger lilies and honey suckle along the way. Jacob caught up to me after he was done setting everything up. I had a handful of tiger lilies in hand. He tapped me on the shoulder and I turned around and he stuck out the flower that was laying on the blanket. "You are more of a daisy, to me." He smiled, I blushed.

"And you are more of a tiger lily to me." I smiled back and tucked a flower behind his ear. He rolled his eyes and then took my hands. Oh no! Not dancing! I froze up and looked up at him with worried eyes, "You know I can't!" I warned.

"I know you say you can't. I'm not pressuring you into it, k?" He leaned in and whispered the last part into my ear. His voice smoothed me over. He swayed me to the music for a few moments then led me back to the picnic area. "So, I was wondering why the bottle of wine is in the basket?" Jacob scrunched his face. The night before I found an ancient bottle of wine hidden in the back of the pantry. I thought this would be the perfect situation to have a sip of wine...even though neither of us have tried wine before. I never made it through confirmation class at the Lutheran church we attended when I was younger, therefore I never was able to participate in communion where would have been the only place I would have a chance at tasting wine.

"In the movies people bring wine to a picnic." I pointed out.

"And, the people in the movies are probably twenty-one, aren't they?" He speculated.

"Yes, probably but I wasn't thinking about drinking the whole thing!" I explained.

We enjoyed the sandwiches that Jacob made and the vegetables that I prepared. I could tell Jacob was hesitant to try the wine so I pushed it to him wanting him to get the cork out. "Umm I don't know how to open this."

"Well I don't either. You try first." I smiled.

"Fine." Jacob tried pulling the cork out without success. The he tried his teeth.

"No don't you're going to pull your teeth out!" I warned.

"Shush up I'm traying thoo geth this open!" Jacob batted away my hand while gnawing at the cork. Well, that worked. The wine spilled a little and Jacob spit out the cork. I held out the glasses.

He poured my glass to the top. "Woah! You trying to get us drunk?!" I laughed.

"Hey I don't know what I'm doing!" I poured half into his glass and gave it to him.

"Cheers!" We clinked glasses and put it up to our lips and sipped it. We immediately spit out the wine into the grass and we stared at each other with bitter looks on our faces and then bursting out with laughter. I took both of our glasses without conveying anything and poured out the wine. After I put the glasses away Jacob scooted closer to me and put an arm around me. "That was utterly disgusting." He grinned.

"Agreed." We laughed together again and then he brushed my cheek with his hand. This was it! His lips came closer to mine, my heart felt like it was going to shoot out of my butt! I hadn't felt like this since Edward. I take that back, I never felt like this before. This felt, well, real. His lips finally met mine and we both hesitated and then he worked up his courage and kissed me. He pulled away, our eyes opening and looking at each other. A smile broke across our faces and before I knew it Jacob's lips came crushing into mine again. This time he parted his and his tongue swirled around mine. He wrapped his arms around me and leaned us back onto the blanket. We held each other, his lips not leaving mine. "Thank you." Jacob whispered pulling back a little.

"For what?" I asked.

"Letting me in. You know, for this." He kissed my forehead. "For allowing me to be close to you." He said between kisses.

"Your welcome." I mumbled against his lips. We stayed like that for most of the day until we wore each other out. He cradled me in his arms and we both fell asleep.

I was startled when I heard someone screaming at me. "Bella! Bella! What is going on?" Jacob unhooked himself from me and we sat up, dazed from sleep. Charlie was standing over us in uniform. Behind him his police car's lights were flashing. I couldn't say anything, neither could Jacob. "I was listening to the scanner at work and someone reported an old red Chevy parked on their land that hadn't moved the whole day. This isn't my parish but you have no idea how worried I was thinking that something had happened to you out here!...Hey! What is that? Is that my 1979 bottle of Mer lot?!" Charlie screamed.

Jacob and I looked at each other then realized we were sitting way too close to one another. "Sorry dad! I can explain. We wanted to go on a picnic and we thought this was a good place and then I was rummaging through the pantry and found a bottle that has been there for a long time and I thought that we would try it but it was gross and we spit it out. I'll take a Breathalyzer!"

"Clean this up and get home. Jacob and I will follow you back to our house." Jacob and I turned slowly to each other, our eyes horrified. Jacob was going to have to ride in the cop car with Charlie!

"Okay dad." I said meekly. Jacob and I started putting stuff away and into the back of my truck.

As I was getting in the cab I looked back at Jacob sadly as he got into the car with Charlie. At least he didn't make Jacob sit in the back of the car.