Being back home and being able to write again are really two of the best feelings in the world. I really don't have much to say other than I hope you're enjoying the story thus far. Shall we continue?

Unable to silence the thoughts in my head I tossed my pillow across the room and took a glance at the clock on my nightstand. Three twenty-six, Mrs Wells would be here in a few hours and it was pretty clear, for obvious reasons, I wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight. I grabbed the sweater resting on my bag and headed towards the door. Tip-toeing towards the door was pointless; I knew my family would hear me anyway, though I was surprised that none of them stopped me as I headed out of the house. I ran as quickly as I could to Jacob's instantly regretting not bringing my phone along with me so that I could call him.
I stopped just outside his door, unsure of what to do next; do I knock? No that would wake up his father. I walked around the side of the house, and spotted Jake sleeping so peacefully. I know what I was doing was probably considered weird and stalker-like but I took a few moments just to look at him, really look at him. As I had suspected when I first went into his room, his feet did hang off of his bed, by a few inches and I had to admit that just the sight alone was enough to make me softly laugh. Neither a smile nor frown rested upon his mouth; he simply looked content, like the weight he seems to be carrying around just disappeared for a few hours. His window was open and I called out to him softly, hoping to wake him as opposed to scare him. It took a few times, with the last being more loud than the previous.
"Jake, can you hear me? Wake up." He inhaled deeply before rolling onto his back; he looked around clearly still half asleep and dazed. Finally he looked in my direction.
"Hey sleepy head, you awake?"
"Ness?" he started towards the window, opening it up as much as he could, before he helped me inside. This was one of the reasons why I loved this man. He didn't look at me strangely for being here at this hour, no judgements, just acceptance. I sat on his bed, wrapping his blankets around me, taking a deep breath in, his scent and warmth welcoming me.
"I'm sorry for waking you up like that. I didn't want to knock on the door and risk waking up your dad." He joined me and smiled,
"If you wanted to see what I looked like right out of bed, Ness, all you had to do was ask." Before I was even aware of it, tears started down my face, leaving a salty trail behind them.
"Oh, Jake"
"What is it Renesmee, please don't cry."
"Jake I know what we have is" I paused, trying to speak in between the sobs, "weird, but please promise me something." His eyes burned through me, no doubt, no hesitancy. He answered so firmly that it was then I realized I could ask the world of this man and he would bring down Heaven and Earth to make it happen. His hands cupped the sides of my face,
"Anything"
"I have something I have to tell you, and I don't want you to get angry. Have you spoken to my parents?" He shook his head, though that was barely visible.
"The man I lived with for a very short time when I was much younger is challenging the adoption. I have to… leave tomorrow"
"No! Ness, you can't go everything was beginning to look up. Please, tell me this is not happening." I could barely see his outline through my blurred vision; I was desperately trying to hold the tears back for Jacob. I did not want to hurt him, I wanted to put his mind at ease, the best that I could.
"My mom and Carlisle are looking into every option we have, she, we are going to fight this. I just wanted to spend tonight with you before I left." He reached for me and pulled me into his arms. They created a barrier between me and the rest of the world. I was safe there, as I had always known, and there was no where I would rather be. I turned my head gently, tracing my finger gently along his jaw. He stiffened, though I knew that it was because he too was fighting against breaking down.
"Jacob, promise me that you will call me, text me, every day. Don't worry about me I can adjust to anything but I cannot not have you in my life, in one way or another. I just can't, you mean too much to me."
"You are and always will be everything to me Renesmee. Ask this man if I can see you every week while you're with him and, even if I have to cross half of the world, I will be there."

I continued crying into his shoulder, knowing that every word he was saying was the truth.
"Stay with me tonight" he whispered into my hair, "I'll sleep on the floor just please, I'm not ready to say goodbye yet."
"What about your dad?" At that moment I truly didn't care, those four words were all I needed to hear.
"We only have a few hours, but he'll be alright. I'll have you back to your house before seven. Please," He pulled the blankets over me, grabbing another pillow and headed for the floor. Without thinking, I grabbed his hand, hoping that he would see in my eyes, though it was one of the most selfish things I'd ever done, I needed him next to me.
"You sure?"
"Please," He climbed in beside me, pulling me against his chest. He was warm and I would never get enough of it. He rested his head on my shoulder,
"I'll set my alarm, for now, just rest. You're okay."
"We'll be okay right? All of us, I mean nothing will change?"
"Shhh, sleep." I traced tiny circles along her back, and within minutes her chest was rising in an even, slow motion.

My alarm went off all too soon, and part of me, a very large part, wanted to take the phone and slam it up against the wall. Renesmee had rolled over in the last two hours, she was now facing me, her head tucked into my chest. Her eyes were swollen from crying, her lips pouted out every time she took in a breath, but she was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen and nothing could ever change that. Unable to resist, I pressed my lips into her forehead, lingering there.
"Good morning beautiful." Her lips rising at the corners, she whispered,
"No," and snuggled further into me. The action warmed me more than I thought was possible and I didn't want to break it. This wasn't the first time I had said goodbye to her. We all survived the first, and together, we'd make it through this.
"I don't want to either, but it will be World War all over again if I kidnap you and runaway." She sat up smoothing through her hair.
"Can we, can we run away?"
"I promise, when I get you back, we can go wherever you want. Just you, me and your family for the rest of time."

We didn't talk on the way to the house; actually we didn't speak after we left his room. As I suspected his father knew I was there the whole time. I hugged him on the way out, not saying anything, unsure if I did that I would be able to hold back the tears. The ride went by too quickly; we were sitting outside my house before I realized it.
"Will you come inside?" When I looked up at him he was crying.
"Not this time beautiful. I had my time with you and your parents deserve the same moments too. Remember what we said last night, I love you." He pressed his lips to mine gently. He broke the kiss, looking pained.
"Go, please" I knew that this was hurting him too, so I all but ran back to the house, not looking back, though I wanted nothing more than to imprint his face into my memory forever…