I hadn't done my English homework for more than a month because I always skipped it in favor of writing and/or reading fanfics. So I spent the last week catching up on that. Sorry it took so long.

I have a new story. It's called The Melody Haunts My Reverie. It's from Edward's POV from after he comes back in New Moon, starting with the night they get back from Italy. It deals with Edward and Bella readjusting to each other after that time. It delves into Edward earning back Bella's trust, and Bella getting over her inevitable newfound abandonment issues. There are also extensive flashbacks to the night Edward told his family they were leaving, Edward's time without Bella, and Edward in Italy. Please read it!

Thanks to my amazing betas! Edwardjustproposed and Smileazf!

Jacob's POV:

For some odd reason, I actually felt a bit better after talking with Edward. Sure, it was definitely the most awkward conversation of my entire life, but it was also sort of a relief.

He raced ahead of me back to the house, and I followed at a leisurely human pace.

As I walked, I thought. I thought about how lucky I was to have Nessie in my life, and how much she truly meant to me. I contemplated how the situation may have turned out if Bella had, in fact, listened to Edward and me and had given up the baby; I shivered when I realized that my life may have been without my Nessie. I couldn't imagine that now. She seemed such a part of me, of my life― it was hard to imagine life before her. It was like I hadn't truly had a life before her. I could feel a stray tear trail down across my cheek, and I raised my hand to wipe it away.

A sudden thought hit me just then.

What if Bella had gone the other route? What if she had decided to have a baby with me, instead? What if she hadn't even picked Edward; what if she had married me and we had had a child?

Would I have imprinted on my own daughter?

The shudder this time ran deeper, coursing through my entire body. I broke into a sprint and ran the rest of the way back to the mansion― the faster to get back to my love.

When I reached the house, I ran straight up to the bedroom I shared with Nessie. She was lying on the bed, curled over on her side. One arm was wrapped around her stomach, and the other was in a fist that she had thrown over her eyes. I noticed Bella sitting on the edge of the bed, grasping a small garbage pail in one hand. She was stroking Nessie's back, which happened to be facing her, with her other hand.

When I walked in the room, Bella scooted over on the bed and patted the bit of blanket next to her. I understood and walked wordlessly over and sat down.

"Hey, sweetheart." I twisted my body so that I was facing Nessie's back.

"Ughhh," she groaned.

I made eye contact with Bella and she silently placed the garbage pail on the ground and walked out. She threw a cautionary glance over her shoulder before she left.

I rolled over onto the bed and faced Renesmee's back. I rubbed comforting patterns onto her back and snaked an arm around her waist. She twisted in my arms to face me.

"I'm sorry," she said. I leaned in closer to her face.

"What in the world are you sorry for, Ness?"

She sniffled.

"For ruining your day. And for getting you in trouble with my dad." Then, she did the most bizarre thing. She burst out crying. I froze for a second, uncertain of what to do. I settled for drawing her closer and tucking her face under my chin, against my chest. I patted her back awkwardly.

"Nessie, love, it's not your fault." The situation happened to be just the slightest bit entertaining, so stupidly enough, I giggled.

Bad idea.

She started crying harder and pushed away from me. I wound my arms around her again and pulled her to me so that our chests were pressed up to each other.

"Now I'm sorry, Nessie. I shouldn't have laughed." I leaned down to kiss her, but she shifted her face out of the way at the last second, leaving me to kiss the air where her lips had previously been.

"I just threw up, Jake. You don't want to kiss me right now."

"Wrong," I said. "I always want to kiss you. Never forget that." I gently placed my hands on either side of her soft angel's face and guided her mouth towards mine.

About two seconds later, I heard a voice call out to me.

"Jacob Black." Edward's voice sounded reproachful. "I let you somewhat off the hook before. Don't make me come up there now."

With a resigned sigh I pulled my faced back from Nessie's. This time, she grasped my face between her tiny palms.

"What did he mean by 'I let you somewhat off the hook.'?" My eyes just about bugged out of my head at the sound of her perfect imitation of her father's voice. That's something no man wants to hear coming from his girlfriend's mouth.

"Well," I began, trying to keep my voice steady as the shock wore off. "He didn't kill me." My voice rose a bit at the end and I shrugged my shoulders. Her perfect brows joined together in confusion on her forehead.

"Clarify," she said, raising up those brows.

"Ummm…" was all I could offer, biting my lip nervously.

"You probably don't want to hear it, Renesmee," Edward called from downstairs. I could feel my face flushing the color of a bright red tomato.

"But, like he said," he continued, the humor creeping into his voice as it threatened to teeter off into laughter. "He's still alive. Isn't that what really matters?"

I rolled my eyes at his words, hoping to hide my chagrin.

"Oh…" Nessie said, trailing off and looking away, feigning boredom. I could tell she didn't want to hear about our conversation just as much as I didn't want to tell her about it. Obviously, she understood what the gist of it had been. At that thought, the heat intensified in my cheeks.

Just at that moment, Alice burst through the door and came bounding over to us. We sat up at the sound of her entrance.

"It's a perfect day for shopping!" she squealed, clapping her hands together in excitement.

Bella ran in behind her.

"Sorry," she muttered. "I tried to stop her, but that pixie is just so darn persistent."

Alice slapped Bella's arm playfully and then took a step closer to the bed. Nessie flopped back down onto the comforter.

"Please, Alice," she moaned. "Not today. It's not really a great day for shopping today."

"Nonsense!" Alice exclaimed, rushing over and pulling Nessie up. "Everyday is a great day for shopping."

"Alice," Bella chastised. "Renesmee isn't feeling all too well today. Perhaps we can go shopping tomorrow, when my daughter isn't suffering from a massive hangover."

Bella raised her eyebrows at Nessie as she said this, just daring her to chasten her about the choice of words. Of course, Ness didn't say a single word; she looked down and pretended to be fascinated by a grain line in the wooden floor.

"Fine," Alice harrumphed, jutting out her lower lip in an impossibly hard pout and folding her arms across her chest. "We can go tomorrow."

I sighed jadedly and rolled my eyes.

Alice's head whisked around to face me.

"And I will hold you to that, Jacob Black."

Oh, goody! An entire day of shopping with Alice….

Song for this chapter: Untouched by The Veronicas

Sorry for the filler. I have this entire story planned out in my head, but now I just need to execute it correctly, starting with the set up. (And, yes! It does have an actual plot! XD)

Twilight the movie in just 4 days! I'm seeing it on Thursday night for the midnight premiere. What about you guys?

Xoxo,

Michelle (: