Chapter 29

"Hey Jake, let's go back to the island." I said as we were dancing. It was 10:30 and I was tired of talking and dancing.

"I like that idea." He said stopping our dance and taking me to where my family was seated, talking.

"Hey mom, I'm tired, I think we are going to go back to the island." I whispered since everyone else was talking.

"Okay. Love you Renesmee, be good." She said with a wink. I gave her a hug and gave my dad a hug and said goodbye to everyone else.

"Now, when you get back to the island, hang those clothes up immediately. I don't want to hear about them being crinkled up and laying on the floor." Alice said to us.

I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Yes Alice, whatever you say Alice."

Within minutes we were on the boat and headed back. "I'm so glad you were ready to go, because I don't think my nose could take the bleach smell any longer. It was horrible." He said holding me to his side and shuddering slightly.

"Well to me, it smelled amazing."

He continued grumbling about bloodsuckers, leeches, and other choice words all the way there.
"Thank you Jose." I said getting off the boat.

"You're welcome Mrs. Black, and Mr. Black." He said with his heavy Spanish accent.

Jacob got off the boat and started to follow me off the dock. "Poor guy doesn't know who he's working for."

I kicked off my heels and carried them, no reason to keep them on any longer. I stepped off the dock, letting the cool, damp sand squeeze through my toes. Jacob came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, then started kissing my neck. The heat he emitted felt nice against the cool night's breeze. "Jake, can we at least make it back to the house; I don't want Alice to kill us." I muttered.

"Whatever you say..." He replied scooping me up and running back to the house.

As soon as we were in the house, Jacob set me off my feet and I tossed my heels. He was already taking off his jacket and started kissing me. Something in the house smelled off…

"Jake, stop…"

"Why?"

"Jake, stop, now…"

He stopped and looked into my eyes, but I was looking at the figures on the couch.

Jacob turned around and saw the two figures.

"What are you doing here?" Jacob growled.

"Sorry to intrude on your evening but, we needed to clear some things up." Stefan said grinning.

"What?" Jacob retorted.

"We mean you no harm; truly, we just request your assistance." Vladimir responded.

"What. Do. You. Want?" I growled, my voice stern, not showing the fear behind it.

"We just want you to talk to your family about getting your group from long ago back together so we may join up and attack the Volturi." Stefan said, his voice was raspy with age and excitement and his dark red eyes gleamed in the dim moonlight.

"Forget it." Jacob answered.

"Come now young wolf, you should see the prospect of this." Vladimir tried to persuade.

"I'll… call my father in the morning." I replied detached.

"See to it. We will bother you no more." Stefan replied pleased.

They rose from their seats and slipped out the backdoor. I watched them walk through the water and soon disappear under the waves.

"You're not really going to tell Edward are you!?" Jacob exclaimed looking me in the eyes.

"I have to. They'll figure out what to do about it." I assured him.

"Bloodsucking Romanian Creeps…" Jacob muttered wrapping me in his arms.

I didn't know what to do… we couldn't fight the Volturi, especially not with the Romanians. I knew my family wouldn't want to help a fight as drastic as what that one would be, and I knew they weren't going to get our friends to fight with them, its suicide!

"Jacob, make me forget about them." I said against his chest.

He pulled back to look at me. "Are you sure?"

I nodded. He put his hand on my cheek and stared into my eyes. Then without warning I was in his arms and in the bedroom.

"Jacob, clothes." I breathed as he laid me on the bed.

I unbuttoned his shirt and laid it down beside me as he undid his pants then went for my dress. I stood up, still kissing him. He unzipped my dress and let it slip to the floor. I moaned as he laid me back down on the bed. This was definitely going to be a night to remember…

"Jacob, Jacob!" No… This-this couldn't be happening… I told them I'd tell them… Why him and not me!

I shot up out of the bed gasping. Looking around the room I saw Jacob cuddled up to a pillow and sleeping soundly, for once without snoring, the alarm clock read 3:07 a.m. Clutching my chest and breathing ragged, I slipped out of bed and grabbed my robe, tugging it on silently. Then I walked out of the room silently and into the kitchen.

Filling up a glass with water, I thought about the dream…

I rolled over onto Jacob, but he wasn't there…Sitting up, I looked around the room and noticed that his robe was gone and the bedroom door was open. I got up and walked out of the room. "Jake… you up?" The silence that followed was eerie…

"Jake?" I walked into the living room to see the TV on and flickering like it was broken. I grabbed the remote then turned it off. I looked around the room and noticed the backdoor to the beach was open. I walked out of the door, looking along the beach for him, but I saw nothing. I walked down the steps and slipped. I hit the sand at the bottom of the steps with a large oomph. What did I just slip on?

I screamed. Blood covered the steps. I crawled away fast and staggered to my feet.
"Please don't let it be Jacob, please don't let it be Jacob…" I chanted to myself, tears rolling down my cheeks. I scurried around the house going into the forest that was in front of the house. Where could he be? I stopped and closed my eyes, taking in the scents of the forest. Then I smelled blood.

I ran as fast as I could towards the smell, it was overpowering. I reached the area where the blood smell was coming from… My Jacob, the love of my existence and my husband lied in the cool grass; his blood covered the area. His skin was bleached in his own blood, but was pale. They must have drained his blood but didn't drink it… I collapsed to my knees in the blood, and wrapped my arms around his bloody body.
"Jacob, Jacob!" No… This-this couldn't be happening… I told them I'd tell them… Why him and not me!

And then I had awoken.

Shivering I drank my water. I had never in my whole life had a nightmare as vivid as this one was. I was relieved it was only a dream.

I set the glass down on the counter and returned to the bedroom. Jacob was lying diagonally using my pillow and his legs were dangling off the side of the bed. Smiling to myself, I slipped my robe back off and climbed in, slightly pushing him over to I could use my pillow. I lightly traced his face with my fingers before drifting off into a better dream.