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A/N: Did anyone see what Kanye West did to Taylor Swift?! What a jackass!

When I awoke, the sweet scent of pine flew up my nose. My eyes slowly opened to see that I was pressed against Jacob's chest. I pulled away, a smile etched onto my face. Jacob's arm was wrapped around my back, pulling me in harder everytime I tried to pull away.

"Don't-- go." He buried his nose in my hair. "Ness, don't go."

I giggled. "Jakey, we have to get up."

Jacob's eyes opened, watching me playfully. "Not necessarily." He brought he lips down to skim over mine. "We could stay like this all day."

I smiled, planting a smooth kiss on his lips. Reluctantly, I kept it fairly short, pulling away when I thought it was proper. "Come on. I need to get dressed." I climbed off of the bed, pulling on the scuffed white sneakers that rested at the edge of my bed. There was no way in hell I would walk across that dirty floor. Rats lived there, for God's sakes! RATS!

Looking down at my clothes, I noted that this was all I would have to wear for the next few days. With a sigh, I stumbled into the restroom to do what I could to fix my appearance-- which wasn't much.

Ten minutes later, I walked out, looking the same as before, with a few obvious exceptions. My face was cleaner, the sleep was washed from my eyes, and my hair had had a quick rinse in the shower... I wasn't too keen on staying in there for long.

Jacob was waiting for me outside, in all his shirtless glory. I had to marvel at the way his skin dipped inwards, revealing his perfectly sculpted abs. Lines were distinct on his stomach, making it all the more... beautiful. Yes, that was it. Jacob was beautiful.

Two packets of Hostess cupcakes he clutched in his hands, immediately holding one out to me upon my arrival. "Want one?" He asked.

I glanced down at the chocolaty treat, then shook my head. "No thanks." Truth was, I wasn't in the mood to eat. The last thing I ate-- besides the punch-- was at Billy's. After meeting Edward and Bella... my appetite had suddenly dissipated.

Jacob glared dejectedly at the cupcake. "Come on, Ness. You've got to eat sometime."

"I..." I shook my head. "I'll be fine. Thanks, anyway."

I pushed past him, sitting down on the bed and turning on the television.

And suddenly I wished I hadn't.

"It's the story that's sweeping the nation," the brunette female reported said in a serious tone. "The mass murders that were committed merely two nights ago. I'm in Chicago, Illinois, down on the city's upper east side where Joe and Mildred Smith" --Joe and Mildred's picture from last Christmas flashed across the screen-- "made their home with foster daughter, Renesmee Austin." My school photo flashed across the screen. Oh, Lord! Could they have picked an uglier picture? "Police found Joe and Mildred Smith's bodies in the living room of their Chicagoland home yesterday morning after a neighbor called complaining of screams. Reports have not been released as to how they were killed, but ABC will keep you updated on that. Their foster daughter, Renesmee" --Only she pronounced it Rineezmee. Really? Really?-- "and their hired help Nonny Paloma and Gabe De Soto have yet to be found. Police believe these three may still be alive."

I jumped from my seat, a smile on my face. "Jacob! Did you hear that?!"

"Hear what?" he asked, his mouth filled with cupcake. Cream was dabbed above his

"N-Nonny!" I exclaimed. "G-Gabe! They--Jake, they might be alive!" A smile pulled at my lips. "Jake, there's hope!" Joyful tears began to streak down my cheeks.

Jacob's eyes grew serious as he walked over to draw me into a hug. I began to sob into his shirt. Jacob rubbed his hand up and down my back, sending tingles down my spine.

Please, please let them be okay...

***

I wet my lips, glaring at the glass mansion that stood at the end of the winding driveway before me. My brows were arched in concentration, deciphering what I would say when I walked up to ring that doorbell.

"It'll be okay."

I turned to make a face at Jacob, who was giving me an encouraging smile. He closed the short distance between us, taking my hand in his. He brought it to his lips, his lips brushng across my knuckles.

"They'll love you either way," he told me, planting a kiss on my fingertips. The searing kisses slowly worked their way up my arm, stopping at the middle of my forearm. By this time, my eyelids had fluttered shut. I let out a soft "mmm" of approval. Pulling my hand toward him, he brought his lips to mine.

"Jake," I whispered between kisses. "Jake, I--"

I was cut off by another round of kisses, this time the hunger growing. My lips parted, my hands entangling themselves in his hair. I kicked my sneakers off, leaping over to sit in his lap in the driver's seat. My hands pushed down on his broad shoulders, bringing me up to his level. His hands ran up my spine, sneaking under the hem of my black tee shirt. I smiled a tad, knowing this was what I wanted.

Then he stopped, pushing me away forcefully. I raised my eyebrows, shocked with his sudden change.

"Um..." His brow furrowed, shaking away the twinkle of lust that was there a moment before. "We should... we should get going."

Scarlet heated up my cheeks as I glanced down at our awkward position. "Oh, yeah." I pushed myself back into the passenger's seat. "Sorry."

Jacob put the car back into gear, stepping down on the pedal. "Yeah... me, too."

Mud kicked out beneath the tires as we sped off down the wet pavement towards the Cullen home.

Author's Note: I was going to add more, but I decided to save it for next chapter. I think I want to do a nice Nessie/Edward moment next chapter, you know, to make things right. But she still won't find out the truth (DUN DUN DUNNNN!!!) for a bit. I'll try to use some foreshadowing, though. And before I forget, I think I might do Edward/Jacob POVs at some point in time (not now). But after she **********************. Review if you hate Kanye! Or simply if you like/love/hate the story! Or if you want to make me happy :D Loveee!!!

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And even as I wander I'm keeping you in sight You're a candle in the window On a cold, dark winter's night And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might And I can't fight this feeling anymore I've forgotten what I started fighting for It's time to bring this ship into the shore And throw away the oars, forever... Reviews? Comments? Click that button!

--Lauren :D