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Two days later I was giddy. Beyond giddy - I was bouncing in my seat so much that Alice threatened to strap me down, and extend my punishment another week. I was pretty sure that she was kidding, but I kept my excitement to myself the rest of the flight. Today was our last day in New York, and the last day of my being grounded. I was ecstatic.

I couldn't wait to talk to Jake again, and tell him everything that he'd missed, and ask him if he'd go with me to the prom. It sounded different in the context than I'd intended. He was still just my friend, but whenever I though of going to the dance with him - and I had thought about it often enough that I had the whole thing planned out, almost to the point Alice herself would have - it sounded like so much more than that. Which was completely ridiculous.

Either way, having Jacob back in my life again was a thrilling prospect. I smiled thinking about running in his arms, and feeling completely happy and safe, the way I always had when he'd hugged me as a little girl. Then again, technically I was six, though physically I was 16…

I shook the last thought out of my head dismissively. It didn't matter. He'd been there the whole five days I'd been in diapers. It wasn't any where near like that.

"Ness? Nessie. Renesmee!" Alice snapped trying to get my attention, her tiny white hand waving furiously. "Come on, we have to go!"

I looked up at the near empty plane. A brisk looking flight attendant was nodding curtly to an elderly couple shuffling their way out, before turning her glare back on Alice and I, and a young woman juggling a disappear bag and trying to get her twins to stop crying. She looked about as grumpy as Alice, who had been in a bad mood since the call she and Uncle Jasper had had in the food court. Apparently something had happened while we were gone, and it required her second sight. But because of the pack and I always being around, she was blind again. Alice does not like being blind.

I looked at my aunt, to the flight attendant, to the girl, back to my aunt again, tapping her on the shoulder to let her in on my thoughts. I figured that back between the flight attendant and Alice, the attendant was scarier. Alice wasn't as likely to kill because of the whole family thing on my side. At least I hoped.

Alice glared. "Fine, but you had better be in the waiting area, sitting pretty, before I get back with the luggage, or else." she threatened poking me in the shoulder, as she stood.

The flight attendant's expression brightened as Alice crossed out of the cabin, her carry on back on her shoulder. It didn't last. She frowned again watching me stand, and walked over to the desperate mother and her children.

"Michael, Lori, please!" she begged, looking near tears herself.

"Want da crackers!" the little boy was wailing, refusing to let his mother wipe his nose.

"Bear!" the girl whined trying to climb under the seat to get the bear she had thrown earlier.

"Can I help you?" I asked, trying to mimic Grandma Esme's sweet voice, to reassure that I wasn't the scary flight attendant.

"N-no. No." the flustered woman stuttered, catching her breath. "I'm fine." She glanced from me to the scary, gray suited, silver-blond, twenty something attendant.

"Are you sure?" I tried. "I can give you a hand."

"That's really sweet of you, but I - ."

"Mrs. Turner, you and Miss..." she paused glancing down at her clipboard to find my name. "Cullen need to clear out." She looked up again to glare at us, giving me a double take. I was usually a very nice person, but her unpleasantness made me notice her nasally voice a bit more.

"We'll be just a minute." Mrs. Turner smiled weakly. "Come on guys, we need to leave so we can go meet daddy at the hotel."

"BEAR!" her daughter was crying pounding her tiny fists on the floor.

"Lori!" She pleaded.

I glanced at the flight attendant, who was studying me now furtively, before walking back one seat, and bending down to face the little girl.

"Hey." I said softly, picking up the bear. "I'm Nessie."

She looked up at me, big blue eyes full of tear.

"Is this what you're after?"

She nodded hiccuping from her recent fit. She was adorable, tiny brown curls framing her baby face.

"Here you go." I smiled handing over the sandy brown bear. "Do you think that maybe you can be a good girl for your mommy now? She looks kind of tired to me."

"Okay... We goin' to Nana's." Lori told me nodding as she started to trust me. "She's going to make a cake for my daddy's birthday."

I smiled. "Well, I hope you have a fun time with your Nana - I'm actually going to see my Nana soon too."

"Really?" Lori asked, her watery blue eyes widening in surprise at the coincidence.

I nodded. "Yep. And I think that I'm going to tell her about this sweet little girl on the plane named Lori."

The little girl grinned. "MY name is Lori!" She said excitedly.

"I know. So are ready to go see your daddy and Nana?"

"Okay." She smiled once more before crawling out from under the seat. I followed the suit, standing up while she walked over to her mother who had just gotten her son to stop crying, by promising another bag of animal crackers when they got to the hotel to meet daddy.

Lori walked over holding up her bear to show her mother.

The flight attendant was still glaring when I stood, before a look of recognition crossed her face. "Edward... Edward Cullen." she said slowly looking at me.

"Yeah, that's my dad, do I know you?" I asked studying her face. She didn't look familiar to me.

"You're like sixteen - you can't be Edward 's kid." the flight attendant snorted.

"I'm actually adopted." I said automatically, spewing the lie I was trained to tell. "He's technically my uncle - do you know my parents?"

"I went to school with your dad - he's still with Bella, right?"

I hated how everyone he knew my dad outside of the family always asked if he was still together with my mom. It wasn't something I, as their daughter wanted to hear.

"Yeah, yeah, he is." I said, trying to stay cool.

"Hmmm..." She murmured, smiling snidely, as she tapped her chin.

"Excuse me?" Mrs. Turner smiled walking over with Lori on her hip, and pulling her son along. Lori waved.

"Hi." I said, eager to get out of my somewhat awkward conversation with the flight attendant, who was tossing her glossy silver-blond hair over her shoulder in annoyance.

"I'm Jamie." She offered, with a smile. "And I just wanted to thank you, for coming along to help me out - a lot of people wouldn't have wanted to deal with these two, but hey what can you do once they hit the terrible twos?" Jamie shrugged.

"Yeah, I know - my parent's refer to those as the worst four days of their existence." I laughed remembering the joke.

Jamie smiled, confused.

Oh, right. I offered another smile.

"Well, thanks again." Jamie shrugged. "Come on, kids."

"Bye Nessie!" Lori waved over her mother's shoulder.

"Bye." I waved back.

"Nessie?" The flight attendant scoffed.

"It's sort for Renesmee." I said as kindly as I could at that point. "And I'm sorry for taking up your time. I have to find my aunt before she goes on a rampage."

"Okay, fine. But tell your parents how you ran into Lauren Mallory today!" She called after me.

That was a story I'd have to get my parents to tell me later. I'd never heard about this crazy lady. I shook my head hurrying out of the cabin and into the waiting area, where Alice was waiting with Jasper, impatiently. At least she looked like she was in a better mood now.

"Nessie." Alice sighed walking over towards me. "What happened to quick?"

"I never agreed to quick."

Jasper laughed at that one. "We've missed you both." he grinned picking up an armful of our bags while Alice took another set. I took the last few, as we set off for the car. At least that's what I had thought we'd been doing. Alice and Jasper, were, however, refusing to let me move past the luggage carousel.

"Why can't we leave again?" I asked. I was still very eager to see Jake, and I missed my parents, and the rest of my family too. Except maybe Emmett. I was still upset over the whole bad luck comment.

"Because." Jasper smiled.

"Patience is a virtue, Nessie." Alice grinned.

"Patience is a curse. Much like morning people." I replied, deciding to take a turn as the grumpy one.

They laughed, before returning to one another's arms.

"What's the matter, Nessie, did you miss us?" I heard a familiar voice chime behind me, followed by a velvet laugh.

I twirled around running straight into my mother's arms.

"I missed you baby." She smiled down a me, kissing the top of my head.

"I missed you, too."

"What about me?" My father asked pretending to be offended.

I grinned walking over to him, hugging for a few seconds only to be pulled away and into Aunt Rosalie's arms. Well, one thing about a big family like mine as an only child was that you never went un-loved. You might get suffocated by a vampire who hugs too long, but you never go un-loved.

"Rose, breathing is still essential." My father reminded her when I started to turn blue.

She glared at him, but let me go with a smile. "Welcome home, Nessie."

I smiled again, happy to be back with my family. But there was still something bothering me...

"Daddy?" I asked. "When can I go see Jake?"

My father smirked, looking bemused. "I'm sorry, Renesmee, but do we know a Jake?"

I rolled my eyes in time with Rose. "Edward, don't be an moron - even I've missed the dog. It's so depressing around the house everyday without that ol' bag of fleas chasing his tail in the living room."

"Wow, Blondie, I'm shocked. I had no idea you felt that way."

"Okay, I'm over it." Rosalie grumbled.

"Jacob!"

Next thing I knew I was in the air, twirling, in the arms of my best friend.

"Sorry I'm late honey." He said, smiling, as he put me down before looking over at the rest of my family.

"Hey, do you guys mind if I drive Nessie down to La Push? The guys have missed her."

"Sure," My mother said walking over for her own hug. "Just make sure that she's back in time for dinner."

"How about she has dinner with Billy and me?" Jacob suggested.

"How about no?" She smiled kissing him on the cheek before walking back to my father.

"Six, Jacob." Dad added sternly.

"Sure, sure." he smiled easily.

There is nothing in the world like being with your best friend.

Yes, so now will you all please direct your attention away from the man behind the curtain, and go towards the big green button.