Chapter Eleven

It really was perfect. The little wooden canoe that rested on the side of the river that wasn't that far away from our home was amazingly made. And I knew who made it.

Jacob. My Jacob.

"I remembered when you told me that one day that you wanted to try fishing like Billy and Charlie," Jake said. Oh...

Flashback

"And why can't I go see them now?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at Jacob. He rolled his eyes at me and sat down on his knees to be on the same level of my eyes. I must admit, here he was, on his knees, and I still looked up. I knew I was tall for my age, which was only a year and a half. But Jacob still managed to make me look up at him, even on his knees.

"Because they're fishing," he reasoned, playing with my curls. I cocked my head to one side.

"Is it fun?" I asked,"I know what fishing it is. Technically, from the books and stuff. But is it fun, Jake?" I asked, a hint of excitement covering my voice. He half-smiled.

"I suppose it is," he answered,"I went with Billy a few times, you know," he informed. I grinned.

"Really?" I said,"Can you take me fishing?" I asked,"Please," I added. He kissed my forehead.

"Maybe some day," he said,"But not now. You're too short to hold the fishing hooks." I sighed.

"And I'm too young to cliff-dive and too weird to go to school and too-" I started but he cut me off.

"Nessie..." he said."You're special," he said,"Not weird. And, yes, sometimes you just have to wait to try a few stuff," he said and chuckled to himself,"I know Billy told me that a lot when I was little." I hugged his neck.

"So, you promise to take me fishing?" I asked to confirm. He nodded in my shoulder.

"I promise. Whenever the time is right," he promised.

End Flashback

"And now the time is right," I mused,"I almost forgot about that. I'm surprised you remember." He laughed.

"I never forget anything when it comes to you, Ness," he said and kissed the top of my head."Never," he promised. I hugged him.

"Thank you, Jake," I said,"This is the best gift I'd ever received," I added.

"My pleasure," he said,"Now do you want to try to fish?" he asked and leaned down to get the hooks from the canoe, handing me one. I nodded excitedly.

"Sure, sure," I said. He took my hand and helped me in, steadying the canoe with his other hand. He followed soon and used his hands to push us into the water. This push was strong enough to make us flow slowly with the direction of the water. After a few seconds, we came into a stop.

"Now," he said and sat behind me, one hand on my right hand that held the hook and the other snatched the end of the hook and placed the smallest shrimps I had ever seen there."This is what the fish would eat," he murmured in my ear and kissed me there before continuing,"Get a good grip on the wood and throw it, just not too strongly. Just enough to stretch it," he instructed and I did as he said,"Perfect," he commented,"Now, hold the hook with the palm of your hand a little up," he said and held my hand a little up, turning my palm,"Can you sense it? The water, I mean?" He said and I was surprised I actually did.

"Yeah," I breathed,"I guess now I should wait for the fish to eat it?" I asked. He nodded in my shoulder.

"Can you see the little ball there?" he asked,"The one that's half-floating?" I nodded,"If you don't feel the fish with your palm, you should see it vibrating harder. That means there's something moving down there." He said that and I felt it move."Now gently snatch it out so the fish is hooked, then get it out of the water quickly before it has a chance to try to escape."

I moved the hook in my hand slowly up, feeling the weight of the fish. Though it wasn't heavy. Not at all. Then, with one swift movement, I pulled it out from the water and right to my hand. I loved my vampire side. Again, thanks Daddy.

Jacob smiled as he took the edge of the hook and held the fish between his two fingers, stopping all its movement all together, and unhooked it smoothly.

"There you go," he said. I grinned like a child who had just tasted chocolate. I had always loved learning new things. I opened my hand and he handed me it. It was silver and so, so small, but it felt good to hold. I threw it back into the water before it dies. Jake chuckled."I knew you would do that," he commented. I smiled and kissed him.

"Thanks, Jake," I said,"This is the best- Oh," I said, clutching to my over-sized stomach.

"What?" he asked quickly, worried. I shook my head with a smile.

"Sarah just thought to make her presence announced." Like Colby didn't give me enough of that. Jacob frowned, not understanding."She just kicked me," I explained. He half-smiled.

"I missed a lot, didn't I?" he asked. I looked down and shrugged. I really wanted him to be there all the time but, no one could help it. He sighed and hugged me,"I'm so sorry," he whispered,"I owe the three of you a lot." I held to him tight.

"I love you, Jake," I said,"More than you know."

"I know, honey. Believe me, I do," he said as the sun set.

"You remember when we used to play together?" I said, sitting next to Claire on her bed. She crossed her legs in front of her, facing me.

"Yeah," she said, smiling."We played a lot," she added.

"We were so close," I commented. She frowned.

"We are close, Nessie," she corrected."That's the present tense," she said, smiling proudly. I chuckled.

"Yeah," I agreed,"Then I can ask you whatever I want, right?"

She frowned in confusion,"I think, yeah."

"What happened today?" I asked. Her little mouth formed an 'O'. She grimaced.

"Promise not to tell?" she asked. It was my turn to grimace.

"Claire..." I said,"I can't promise you that," I said. She groaned.

"Why?" she asked innocently.

"Because maybe they can help- Everyone is worried about you," I said. She buried her face in her hands.

"But- But," she said,"It's my fault," she concluded. I frowned.

"How so?" I asked. How does her getting hurt count as her fault? She took her pink pillow in her hands and hugged it.

"He warned me," she explained,"He t-told me." She shook her head.

"Just tell me everything from the beginning," I urged. She sighed.

"Last month, before our English quiz, Mark came and talked to me," she said. I supposed Mark was one of her colleagues at school,"He asked me to tell him my answers on the test and I told him I wouldn't-" Her voice was getting lower by the second-"He told me I would regret it if I don't. I couldn't understand how but I still told him I wouldn't do that- Mommy and Daddy told me it was wrong," she said."After the test, he held me by my wrists against the wall, very hard, and told me that I would have to obey him next time-" her little hands were shaking against the pillow,"Today we had another quiz, and he tried to cheat but I told the teacher about that-" She winced,"And he hit me." She started crying and I could hear something break from downstairs. The wolves couldn't keep their ears to themselves, could they?

Sam, Jake and Quil were downstairs along with Claire's parents and Emily.

I held her as she cried, unable to hold back the few tears I had there. How could that kid do that to her? What the Hell is a third grade quiz anyways? How important is it?

God!

"Shh," I said,"It's okay," I reassured,"He won't do that to you again." Especially if one of your uncles or Quil would spot him. I guess I would have to warn them that a third-grader is no one to be tortured. Maybe punished. Definitely. He had hurt Claire-Bear. The best little girl you would ever meet. She was sweet and innocent and polite and- everything great.

"Really?" she asked, scared. I nodded.

"Really."

Jacob Black

I couldn't believe it. I mean, I did expect something of that kind but hearing it was the hardest. Quil couldn't help himself last night when he heard that, he phased but we managed to make that happen outside the house. Poor Quil.

No one knows what to do about it. No one at all.

Sam and I think it would be best to report the whole thing to the school while Quil couldn't think straightly at that moment, and neither could anyone else that was on patrol then. I don't know what Emily and Claire's parents think about it; I hadn't had the chance to talk to any of them.

I locked my Rabbit and began walking beside my Ness, who decided to come to work with me today, towards my garage, early today. I usually arrive at 10:30 but today I decided to wake up early- Maybe because I didn't feel like sleeping anyways. I walked in to find Morgan, of course, already there, drinking from a colored plastic bottle. She looked startled when she saw us, she dropped the bottle but managed to save it way too fast for my liking.

Way too fast for a human.

I chuckled to myself. Here I was, imagining stuff I knew didn't exist. I mean, if she wasn't human, I would've been able to smell her by now, right? And if I didn't pay attention, which is quite impossible if you ask me, then there was always Embry and sometimes Quil on night shifts, too.

Nessie seemed to notice what I noticed and she frowned a little, too, then shrugged, probably deciding she was imagining like I had. Weird.

"'Mornin, Morgan," I greeted and grabbed a chair for my pregnant wife which she sat down on.

"Good morning, Mr. Black and Mrs-" she paused,"I mean, Nessie, right?" I looked at Nessie with alarmed eyes, her chocolate brown eyes widened the slightest bit. What the Hell was that about?

"Yeah..." Nessie breathed, too low, I would've guessed, for Morgan to hear. But, she heard; she nodded and turned to her counter. I bent on my knees beside Ness.

"Where's your ring?" I asked, not bothering to check her left hand. She put her hand on her locket.

"Here, under the shirt," she said,"You told me to put it-" I cut her off with a nod.

"Yeah, yeah," I breathed,"That was a little weird." Nessie nodded.

"Did you notice the-" Her eyes widened once again when the cold breeze hit us and her small, pink lips parted the slightest bit. She turned her head quickly towards the little table with Morgan's bottle then the opposite side, where Morgan really was.

"Wha-" I began but she cut me off by raising her hand in my direction, she walked towards the direction of the table and stood a meter away, sniffing. I frowned in confusion. She turned to me, her face paler than usual.

"Blood."

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