Hello hello! Now there is something new i would like to point out and please don't just skip this! If you've noticed, i changed the Rating of this story from T to M. Mainly because Nessie and Jacob's relationship is bound to turn into something M rated and i thought i might as well change it now. So i'm not sure how it works exactly, if someone of the younger readers won't be able to read it - which is the point of the rating. but anyway, just wanted to point that out. Rating change.

the second thing is, most of you noticed that i wrote 'gunshot' instead of 'shotgun' in the last chapter and i am sorry. i really don't want to repost the chapter and at the time that i was writing it i was doing a couple of things at the same time so i guess i just wasn't concentrating. Anyway, so here is the next chapter!! ENJOY!! and i am in the process of writing the next one!

Renesmee POV

"Shit! What the hell happened?" Seth asked as he pulled out of the diner's parking lot.

"I just need to drink some blood," I sighed, leaning my head on the back rest of the backseat.

"I didn't know vamps got dizzy when they don't drink blood."

"I'm not dizzy exactly, just a little tired and it has more to do with me resisting drinking blood in front of my friends than actually not drinking blood. I'm just not used to going this long without it."

"You realize Jake is going to kill you, right?" Seth smiled at Oliver.

"Thanks for the reminder man," Oliver frowned, fussing over me, "are you comfortable? Do you need anything?"

"I'm fine Ollie."

"Man! I can NOT wait to see Jake's face when he sees you," Seth laughed.

"Concerned much!" Oliver hit Seth on the head.

"HEY DUDE! I'm driving!"

Oliver sat back next to me, pulling me next to him so that I could rest my head on him. "Ness I really didn't like the way you and Tony were hugging when I came for you. What was that about?"

"SHE WAS HUGGING TONY?! ARE YOU TRYING TO GET US BOTH KILLED?!" Seth lost control of the car for a second, "damn Oliver! Couldn't you just do one with right! I can't believe you let Tony hug her after Jake made it CRYSTAL CLEAR that he wanted that Tony kid nowhere near Nessie. Shit man! Word of advice, start writing your will because after he finds out, you're a dead man and because you're pulling me into this shit too by calling me to drive you then you better leave me a little something when you die." Seth shook his head, concentrating on driving.

"Well….do we…like….have to tell him?" Oliver genuinely sounded worried, "it's not like he has to know."

"If we don't tell him, he'll find out some other way and he'll still kill you, but instead of fast and painless, he'll take his time in doing so," Seth rubbed his temple, "man, what the hell am I going to do?"

"What do you mean YOU?! You're not the one who's going to DIE!" Oliver buried his face in his hand.

"But I am responsible for you. We're both going to get our ass whopped."

"Come on guys! Jake isn't going to do anything," I sighed, closing my eyes.

"Well you obviously don't know how much of a psycho your boyfriend is," Seth smiled.

"Calm down Oliver," I squeezed his hand, "nothing is going to happen. And nothing was going on between Tony and me; he just thought I was dating you."

"WHAT?!" Oliver looked at me, "is Tony mental or something! Seriously! Shit! If Jake thinks I have the hots for you, he'll rip my head off, no offense Ness, you're beautiful and everything but I don't think of you in that way."

"None taken. And don't worry so much. Nothing is going to happen. Jake is not going to kill you. Seth is just being immature and scaring you. Jake isn't some sort of psycho."

"Ass!" Oliver hit Seth again.

Seth laughed, "Its fun pulling your leg man! You're too easy!"

"You're still an ass," Oliver said.

"I'm going to have to agree," I smiled.

"Aw Ness. I am truly hurt," Seth smiled, covering his heart with his hand.

"Get used to it."

I leaned back in the seat and closed my eyes and before I knew it I heard someone shouting somewhere near by.

"I asked you to do one simple thing Oliver," I recognized Jacob's voice, "not only did you let that Tony touch her but you also bring her back tired and unconscious! What were you thinking?!"

"Calm down man," Seth's voice was calm and controlled, "you're going to make him shit his pants or something."

"Shut up Seth!" Oliver hissed, "look Jake, I didn't do anything wrong. Ness said that she was feeling a little weak because she's been resisting the urge to drink for longer than she's used to and so she went out of the diner for some air. I asked to go with her but she said she'd be fine. So I waited and listened for her, in case something happened. But then Tony said he didn't care what she said and went out to check on her. I heard her talk to him; first she thought he was me. Nothing happened. When I thought Tony was going too far, I went out. I didn't hear everything they exchanged because I was distracted by my friends. I caught tidbits."

"But you were supposed to be watching her like a freaking HAWK!" Jacob almost shouted. I could tell that he was trying really hard to control his temper.

"Or eagle," Seth jumped in.

"Seth, I don't feel like playing games right now," Jacob sighed.

"Jake, nothing happened. Nessie is fine. She just fell asleep. Calm down and take her home," Seth said.

"I don't want to take her home just yet."

"And may I ask why?" Seth asked.

"The Cullens currently have a guest at their house and I don't Ness to be there."

"Why? Who's the guest? Are they the Volturi?" Seth sounded worried.

"No. Remember the other vampire who's like Nessie. The other vampire who's half human. He decided to come and visit," Jacob sighed.

"What's the problem? Isn't he a good guy or something?" Seth asked, confused.

"Okay….I'm lost," Oliver said.

"It's better if you stay lost. Trust me," Seth answered back.

"The shitty thing about him coming here is something I don't want to talk about," Jacob said with finality in this tone, "I have some blood stored in my fridge. You guys can go home; I'll take care of Nessie."

"You sure you don't want help?"

"No thanks Seth. I can handle it," Jacob whispered as he picked me up and cradled me.

"Hey," I smiled weakly up at him.

"Hey beauty," Jacob smiled back, all the anger and exhaustion erasing from his face, "had a nice nap?"

"Yeah. I just need a drink."

"Sure thing babe," Jacob kissed my forehead and walked into his house.

He walked into his room and slowly lowered me down on his bed. He kissed me softly on the lips and walked out of the room and a few minutes later he came back with a warm, delicious cup of blood.

"This will make you feel better," Jacob smiled, sitting down next to me on his bed, pulled me closer to him and wrapping is arm around me.

"Won't this bother you?" I took the mug from him and looked down at it. As much as I would love to drink it first and ask questions later, I just felt that me drinking blood might look really horrible and gruesome to an audience whose entire diet consists of eating normal food.

"Of course it doesn't bother me," Jacob chuckled, "I used to go hunting with you when you were a kid. I fed on dears and all that. It's fine Ness. Just drink it already before you pass out again."

"Okay," I shrugged, feeling better about drinking blood that Jacob had collected for me instead of blood that my father or mother usually saved for me.

After drinking the cup dry, I felt a thousand times better. All my senses magnified and everything looked and felt clear.

"Thank you," I placed the mug on the floor on my side of the bed.

"You're welcome."

"Well, now that I'm feeling better there are a few things I want to clear up."

"Really? And what's that?" Jacob looked amused.

"Yes. First of all, you can't go blaming Oliver for how Tony acted. You can't go yelling at him the way you did every time he does something wrong, especially if that something has to do with me. Ollie isn't my bodyguard; I can take care of myself."

"But he promised to keep an eye on you and you know that I really don't like that Tony kid."

"And like I said, I can take care of myself. And since you brought it up, the second thing is, you can't go around hating my friends. Tony is my friend. You have to trust me that nothing is going to happen between us. I don't know where you got the ridiculous idea that he likes me beyond the friendship level, but say what you're assuming is right, there is nothing we can do about it. I can't just brainwash Tony into not liking me in that way. And I am not going to stop being his friend," I sighed and slowly placed my hands on both sides of Jacob's face, looking him straight in the eye, "I love you and you're going to have to get used to it. And you're going to have to trust me."

"I trust you but I don't trust…"

"Yeah yeah, I heard it before, 'I trust you but I don't trust him' but the thing is, trusting me should be enough."

Jacob looked at me for a couple minutes before sighing, "Okay okay. I'm sorry, I guess I over exaggerated."

"That's an understatement, but I accept your apology."

"Anything else you want to talk about."

"Yes."

"What is it?"

"Nahuel."

At the mention of Nahuel, the sadness returned to Jacob's eyes and his features looked tired again. "Okay. What about him?" Jacob asked, his voice worn out.

"Why are you trying to keep me away from him? He's a friend and last time I checked he saved all our asses just under seventeen years ago. Am I missing something?"

"No. No. I'm just being an ass," Jacob buried his face in his hands and rubbed his face before looking back up at me, "sorry. Do you want to go back home?"

"Well, I can't stay the night here because my dad would kill you but I'm in no hurry to go back home," I smiled, sinking into the bed and wrapping my arms and legs around him.

"I missed you today," Jacob sighed, but I could tell it was a good type of sigh not a tired, bored kind of sigh.

"I missed you too," I smiled. I kissed his chest that I was using as a pillow.

"That felt good," I could hear the smile in his voice.

"Really?" I teased and started kissing his chest again. Trailing my kisses all over his chest and abdomen and then back up to his chest and neck and jaw. And the whole time, I could feel his body move under my hands, lips and body. I could feel his body pushing itself closer to mine like Jacob was dying of thirst and I was cool, clean spring water. He moaned softly every time I pressed my lips on his bare skin and the feel of his soft silky skin under my hands and lips reminded me why I loved the fact that Jacob tends to not wear shirts often. I stopped at the corner of his lips and smiled, teasing him because I didn't continue to his lips. But he couldn't stop, turning into the thirsty dessert drifter, he cupped my face and pulled my face to his and his lips collided into mine, no hesitation, no questions. It was like he had found an oasis in the middle of nowhere and he was never going to let go.

His hands moved down to my waist and he pulled me on top of him, pulling my body into his and pushing his into me, like he was trying to get under my skin and stay there forever, always being a part of me.

His big hands roamed my body, as gentle and soothing at water. His hands moved under my shirt and pressed on my bare back, pulling me closer to him.

Slowly, I moved my hands away from his face and I held the hem of my top, trying to pull it over my head.

Jacob placed his hands on mine, stopping me pulling my shirt off. "Are you sure?" his deep eyes looked at me and I could see that he wasn't going to pressure me into doing anything I wasn't ready to do and even though he would love it if our physical relationship would go to the next level, he was still not going to tell me what I should do when it comes to sex.

I leaned down and kissed his jaw, "Yes, I'm sure," I whispered into his ear.

I moved a little away, straddling his middle, and slowly I pulled my first layer of shirt off.

I could see the nervousness and excitement in his eyes and face, but he didn't rush me or slowly me down. He allowed me to move in my own pace.

After pulling off my last layer and when I was sitting on him in only my black laced bra and jeans, he looked at me for a whole minute. Taking in my naked skin, my bronze long hair cascading around me.

"You are breathtaking," Jacob looked at me. His voice was calm, like he was stating a fact, like he lived by that fact. He slowly ran his hands up my bare arms and to my shoulders.

I felt like he was leaving a trail of fire all over my skin. It was intoxicating and powerful and beautiful and extremely sexual.

His hands slowly moved down and trailed down to my waist, leaving a trail of fire down my sides and my abdomen.

Every time I thought about having sex with Jacob, I always thought I would be nervous and awkward. That I wouldn't know what to do or how to move or how to seduce, but at that moment, I felt like I could do anything with Jacob and that even if I didn't know what to do exactly, I knew Jacob would be there for me. That he would lead me and guide me.

I slowly pressed my body on his, feeling his bare skin on mine. I pressed my lips on his and this time, I was the one dying, I was the one who wanted him to save my life. And he did.

Jacob's hands moved to my back and up to the bra clasp. "Is it okay?" he whispered gently. Giving me the option to say no again. The chance to stop.

But I didn't want to stop. I started kissing the space right bellow his ear, "Yes Jacob," I whispered back.

I felt his hands cautiously and carefully, unhook my bra but before he pulled it off, he looked at me, at my face. Giving me yet another chance to say no if I wanted to.

But my feelings didn't change; slowly I pulled off my bra and dropped it on the floor.

I heard the sudden intake of breath when Jacob looked up at me, fully naked from the top.

"I love you."

"I love you too," I said before pressing my breasts on his chest and my lips against his. The more my skin touched his, the hotter and passionate and fierce I felt and I could tell Jacob felt the same way.

I didn't know how long we spent memorizing each other but it felt like too soon I voice came from the living room.

"Hello?! Anyone here?" Seth called from the living room.

It was hard for both of us to pull apart, but reluctantly Jacob tenderly pushed away. "Don't worry, I'm going to kill him," he smiled, his voice sounded breathless. He got out of bed, "there's no point ignoring him, he'll never leave."

"It's okay, go see what he wants. I'll just get dressed and come out," I smiled, wrapping his blanket around myself.

"I love you," Jacob said, leaning forward and kissing my forehead before heading out to the living room.

It took me twenty seconds to put on my bra and one of my shirts, and after I was dressed I walked out into the living room where Seth was sitting on the couch and Jacob was standing on the side looking down at him.

"Oh, Nessie! What are you doing here?" Seth asked, looking surprised.

"I wasn't ready to go home," I shrugged and sat down on the other couch in the room.

"So you feeling alright? Jacob took care of you?" Seth asked.

"Umm….yeah. I'm fine."

Seth looked at me and I knew my face was as red as ever, then he looked at Jacob and I wasn't completely sure but I could have sworn he looked down at Jacob's groin, then burst out laughing.

"Well, I'm sure he took good care of you," Seth said, catching his breath.

"I'm going to go put a shirt on," Jacob snapped, "don't do anything stupid Seth."

"Fine man. I'm not going to do anything," Seth raised his hands and when Jacob left the room; Seth looked at me and smiled.

"What? You're creeping me out."

"Nothin'," Seth shrugged, but he was still smiling, "I didn't say anything."

Jacob walked into the room, pulling on his shirt and sitting down next to me, "Stop messing with her."

"Are you sure you can handle sitting there?" Seth looked at Jacob.

"Shut up," Jacob hissed, crossing his legs.

Seth laughed even harder when Jacob crossed his legs, I just didn't see what was so funny but I had a feeling I had some part in Seth's joke.

"What do you want anyway?" Jacob asked.

"Well, Oliver feels like shit about what happened and I just wanted to tell you that. And Edward called him asking where Nessie was. I said I would pass on the message so that you wouldn't scare off poor Oliver."

"I'll apologies to Oliver when I see him," Jacob stood up, pulling his shirt down, "and I'll take Nessie home."

"Umm… are you sure that's a good idea?" Seth rose on of his brows.

"What do you mean?" Jacob frowned.

"Well, her father is a mind reader and from what I can see," Seth looked down again, "I don't think you should be around him for a while."

"Shit!" Jacob sighed, "Okay, I guess you're going to have to take her then."

"My pleasure," Seth smiled.

"Can you give us a minute? Go turn on the car, she'll be out in a minute," Jacob looked at Seth.

"Whatever you say captain!" Seth pushed himself off the couch and left the house.

Jacob pulled me up and wrapped his arms around me, "I'm sorry about Seth. I'm sorry it wasn't perfect."

"It was perfect, well, not the Seth part, but everything else," I smiled.

"But are you sure about it all?"

"Of course I'm sure. I love you and as much as this is going to sound like a cliché, but I want to share everything with you."

"It's not a cliché," Jacob smiled, kissing me with just the right amount of passion, "it's perfect."

"I love you."

"I love you too. Forever."

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