(Jacob's POV)

"I cannot believe - Jacob Black, I don't even know how to tell you . . . "

"Edward, shut up." I growled, "Man, seriously - she's my fucking imprint. Did you really expect me to be happy and cheery when my reason for existence was out of my life? She could have explored her 'other options' while I was still there!"

He growled and continued to pace, "That's not why we took her from you!"

I froze, "I thought it was getting to noticeable," I stood up, easily towering over him. "that she needed other options? If it's not those things, then what the hell is it Edward?"

"The Volturi, Jacob. It's the Volturi."

I swear, I heard my heart drop. "What? What do you mean, it's them?"

"Alice started watching them again, and Aro knows about the wolves from La Push still being involved with us and they don't like it. We moved, and left you behind to try to change his mind about that. He was in midst of deciding that we were no longer a threat, but if he finds about you and Nessie then there will be troubles."

I sat back down, the color from my face efficiently draining. "What would happen?"

"Aro wants us, but now more then ever Renesmee."

I slacked, "Why?"

"Power, Jacob. Nessie's gift can expand, according to Garrett. But you of all people know best how she feels about her gift. She hates it, it makes her feel not normal. You also know best how she likes fitting in, how she hates being different." He pinched the bridge of his nose, and growled in frustration.

"Expand?" I questioned, my tone dumbfounded as my mind raced and just blanked.

"Nessie can do bad things with her power Jacob, she can show images. You know this. Images and words. She can manipulate a persons mind with this, make them think they are thinking the words she puts into their minds. Make them see the images, blocking what they really see. It can drive a person crazy, make them do things they wouldn't even know they were doing."

My jaw drops, my Nessie was to sweet for that. She could never...

"She would if her family was being threatened."

I swallowed hard, not wanting to believe a thing. What if the Voturi did find out, what if I just ruined everything?

"Jake?" Nessies voice called out from the stairs. I heard her little feet hit the wooden stairs at a high pace.

I watched her nearly run into the living room, and into my arms. Her heart was beating so fast as she breathed heavily, holding onto me tightly.

"What is it, honey?" I murmured, holding her closer to me.

"You're not leaving again, are you?" She asked, hot tears falling from her eyes.

My breath hitched as her chocolate eyes peered into mine, fear was the only thing that showed from her feature.

Edward, I can't. I can't do this again, Jesus - look at her face!

"No, he's not." Edward filled in for me. I let out a relieved breath.

Nessie looked back at me and threw her arms around my neck, giggling with happiness. "I love you, Jake." She whispered into my neck as I held her small body.

"I love you too, honey." I murmured, looking at Edward to watch his face for a sign of anger.

He showed none and I felt grateful for that fact, but even more due to the fact that Nessie was in my arms.

oOoOo

"Oh, Jake - look at that cloud!" Nessie pointed to a thick white cloud from where we were laying in the thick grass in the middle of a huge field.

I smiled and cocked my head to the side, trying to figure out what it could be.

"It looks like a heart." She murmured quietly, her curious eyes met mine from where we laid side by side.

"It does," I confirmed. God, I just wanted to kiss her so bad.

We stayed silent for a while, before her sweet voice pipped up again.

"Jake," she started, before she sat up. "Do you believe in love?"

I gave her weird look from where I was laying, before sitting up too. "Of course,"

"Do you believe in true love." She asked quietly as she picked at grass, tearing it lightly from the grass.

"Yes," I said, a bit unsure at what she was trying to get at.

"Me too." She mumbled.

It was quiet again, I opened my mouth a few times to say something but never could find the right words.

"Have - have you ever been in . . . in love?"

My eyes widened at the question, but I composed myself quickly. "Yes, Nessie."

"Tell me what it feels like?" She questioned, meeting my eyes momentarily. She looked scared, almost childlike.

"You just . . . know." I started. "You just know, because you can't get them off your mind and when you wake up their the one you first think about. The one you would do anything for - the one your world revolves around. They are your world and you don't have second thoughts nor would you ever." I trailed off, trying to word it the best I could.

"What if I told you . . . that I know?" She questioned, keeping her eyes on the ground.

I was taken aback, was it me? Did she love me?

"You do?"

She nodded once, her grass picking halted.

"Do you think . . . the guy - that he would love me the same?"

"Of course," I said within a heartbeat. "He would love you the same, if not more."

"That's impossible." She scoffed, "There's no way he could love me more."

I chuckled. "Well he does."

Her curious eyes met mine, and held them for moments before she broke the contact off. She got up on her knees and scooted towards me.

"I don't think he does." She whispered, coming closer to me.

I shook my head, and lightly took Nessie's hand in mine. Her eyes met mine again, and kept them there.

"He knows he does."

"Can he prove it?" She asked in a shaky voice.

I smirked, "Of course."

"Will he?" She questioned, more confident now.

"Always."

"Then do it." She whispered.

And I did. I took her body in my hands and brought her close to me, cradleing her face as I kissed her deep, proving everything and more. Showing my girl just how much I loved her. Her arms wrapped around my neck, pulling us to the ground. I tried to keep my weight off of her but she didn't let that happen. I growled into her mouth when she hitched her legs around my waist, bringing my hips against her.

Holy Hell.

She moaned and kissed me harder, and I about lost it. She pressed her hand to my cheek and played back yesterday morning in the hotel. How she felt when I held her. When I touched her, her stomach twisted - in a good way.

My groaned, remembering the smell.

Please don't let little Jake think it's time to play!

Our kisses turned frantic as she replayed little bits and pieces that drove me insane, my hands were all over her body. Caressing and feeling every curve - and loving every second of it.

The kiss broke off after what seemed to be forever, and I really couldn't believe that just happened.

And this time, she was sober.

"I love you, Jake. I don't want you to just be my best friend," She mumbled, licking her swollen lips.

"You don't know how long I've been waiting to hear that Nessie." I breathed out deeply, hugging her tightly.

"Is it a good thing?"

"The best thing." I confirmed.

I held onto her tighter, knowing was the best feeling in the world. Knowing my Nessie loved me just the same was really the best feeling in the world.