A/N: Hi. It's me. Thought I was gone for good, eh? No, no. I just got a little sidetracked. I've sort of become entangled in the world of wattpad, and published my own story. BUT, I know I need to finish these projects. I NEED TO. So…here's my attempt. Don't hate me if they suck and they're short. I'm tired and my brain feels like spaghetti after being in the house for over two months. If you want to check out my story on Wattpad, my user is RynWillow. Maybe you'll love it.

Chapter 29 – Nessie the Bridezilla

and we'll go running off tonight
high above, where we won't even need to reach the sky, my love
oh there will be a change in the air, nobody will be anybody else

- tame impala, lucidity

I stared at my Aunts in exasperation, flickering my eyes between the two clippings of fabric that looked absolutely identical.

Their ocher eyes were determined, each set beckoning me in to choose their swatch.

"They . . . look identical?" I squeaked, clutching the hem of my sweater between sweaty palms. Have they always looked this scary?

"IDENTICAL?!" Alice shrieked, and threw her hands in the air. "No, Renesmee. This is clearly ivory and that is OBVIOUSLY diamond!" My erratic aunt gestured to the strip Rosalie was waving around. She looked more amused than mad, unlike Alice.

"I don't know, Alice! It's not like I actually get a say – you already have seen it all!" I grumbled, crossing my arms with defiance as I sank further into the loveseat.

Alice's expression softened, her demeaner switching from Scary-Wedding-Planning-Aunt-Alice to the doting and soft hearted version of herself she only reserved for myself and Uncle Jazz.

In a flash, she was on her knees in front of me. Her icy grasp held tight around my own hands. My warmth enveloped her cold, keeping our locked fingers a neutral temperature.

"I'm sorry, Renesmee. I'm pushing – aren't I? I'm just so excited. Sometimes you're more like Bella when it comes to these things. And, actually – I haven't seen it all. Just…your dress." She winked and touched my cheek with a tender hand.

My interest peaked as I met her golden gaze, my own eyes widening with delight. "You have?"

"Yes, I have." She confirmed with a dazzling grin.

I raised my eyebrows. "And?"

"You pick diamond."

I chuckled and threw my arms around my crazy aunt, kissing her cheek. "Then why go through all this trouble?"

Her delicate shoulders shrugged beneath my embrace. "It's fun."

A swift knock at the front door broke us apart, but I knew who it was even without looking.

"You can come in, Jake." I called for him, pulling away from my Aunt so I could greet my handsome werewolf after his night away patrolling. It was Christmas eve, and Jacob had promised that after a good nap we would go out for a hunt together. I needed some one on one time with my werewolf.

"You promise the pixie wont rip my head off?" His usually commanding voice actually sounding fearful behind the front door.

"Oh, shut up." Alice muttered, lifting herself off the floor with grace. Rosalie snorted, pulling Alice along to the kitchen. Their oversized wedding book, plethora of magazines and fabric swatches in tow.

The door opened much more timidly than I expected. Jake popped his head through the crack first and eyed the room before spotting me. His 100 watt grin nearly dazzled me to death, and I found myself holding onto the back of the loveseat for support.

"Hey, baby." He said, sauntering into the room with his usual confidence upon seeing me.

I smirked, allowing him to whisk me into his arms for a chaste kiss and a loving embrace. "Hi, Jake. I missed you all night. How was your patrol?"

He groaned, burying his face into the crook of my neck and making me giggle when his hot breath tickled the delicate skin. "It was fine. The new wolves are all morons, I swear. I really hope I wasn't that dumb when I was fifteen."

"You were." Daddy's cool voice broke through at the top of the stairs, momma right behind him as they glided down the stairs.

Jacob lifted his head away from my neck, and probably tossed daddy a narrowed scowl.

"Edward." Momma chastised, but I could hear the teasing in her tone rather than a condescending one.

I looked over my shoulder, my father offering us all his crooked grin without a trace of remorse for his insult.

You have an eternity of jokes, don't you? I thought, directing my gaze at him. He only gave me another crooked grin.

"Did your Aunt scar you with their wedding planning tactics?" Momma asked me, wrapping her arms around Dad's side. "Alice is probably taking this more seriously than she did our wedding, and that version of Alice was terrifying."

"Only terrifying because you wanted to wear tennis shoes with your wedding dress." Alice scoffed, walking back into the room with a flurry of papers in her arms. "Besides, this wedding has to go off without a hitch considering it's our first time on La Push, and Renesmee is their freaking Queen."

Jacob snorted, which earned a glare from all the women in the room.

"She's not the reservations Queen." He said behind a snicker. "It's not some monarchy."

"No, Jake. It's a hierarchy." Momma said with a laugh. "We all realize how important this is."

It was true. There was an unsurpassable amount of weight to this wedding, and it had me chewing on the inside of my cheek with relentless tension. I knew my dream of a small, intimate wedding on the beach with Jacob and our families wasn't realistic. The entire reservation would want to witness their Chief marry a pale face; a Cullen. How many of them knew the truth, or had their assumptions? Would it be chaotic?

Jacob sensed my tension, placing two reassuring hands on my shoulders and rubbing away any fears that began to bubble inside.

"At the end of the day, I'm marrying my Nessie and that's all that matters. Right, mama?" Jacob asked me, running his lips under my jaw. I could feel his smile and the touch made me giggle.

I glanced up at him over my shoulder, crinkling my nose as I grinned. "Yes, Jake. We trust Alice completely. I'm not going to be a bridezilla. I just want to marry Jacob."

"Don't worry, Renesmee. I promise I won't overdue it. I listened to your demands, and just know it'll be perfect. A dream wedding…that I have one week to plan."

I couldn't fight the blush that rose to my cheeks. Perhaps it was a tad excessive to…request…a wedding by New Years. But, I couldn't wait any longer. I told Alice we would just fill out the certificate and call it a day if it would be a problem. That definitely gave her the motivation she needed.

Okay, maybe I was a bridezilla.

Jacobs smoldering hands trailed down my arms, interlacing our fingers as he pulled me against his chest. I knew what he wanted.

"Jacob needs to sleep, call us if anything changes?" I posed it as a question, even though we were already half way out the door.

Dad rolled his eyes, waving us off with his hand and a pinch to his bridge. "Be careful on your hunt. Alice said the Denali's would be getting in tonight, so just make sure you check before you hunt."

I offered a grin just as Jacob shut the door and picked me up. I let out a squeal when he slung me over his shoulder and all but ran to the tree line.

"Jacob!" I shrieked, playfully pounding his back.

His booming laughter echoed around the forest as he set me down. "Sorry, Ness. I just needed to get out of there before you dear father killed me with his glare."

"And, why would he be glaring?"

"Because all I could think about was how good you smell, and the fact that your ass looks amazing in these jeans." He told me unapologetically with a waggle of his eyebrows, reaching behind me to grab my behind. I gasped and fell against him, pressing my lips into a thin line to fight the smile.

"Jacob Black." I chastised, moving my palms up so I could curl my fingers through his hair. "You're getting bold."

He dropped his mouth to my neck, smiling against the skin and tickling me with his teeth as he placed kisses along my collarbone. "You're almost my wife and I'm dying to feel every inch of you. It's getting harder to control myself." His voice dropped several octaves, coming out husky and sexy.

"Why control yourself, then?" I suggested flirtatiously.

He groaned, and I felt him stiffen against my stomach. "I cannot wait to make you eat those words." He said, shaking his head before pulling away from me. "Let's go home before I decide to say fuck it and take you right here."

He didn't wait for my response before backing away and stripping his pants off, exposing a rather excited body part right before shifting into my favorite russet wolf.

After a much needed nap and a late lunch, we were finally on our way towards the Canadian border. I had a craving for elk, and Jacob had a craving for me. I squealed as I ran from him, his wolf form huffing and yapping in excitement as he bound behind me. It was hard to run through several feet of snow, and Jacob was hot on my heels. My legs were burning and my chest felt like it was on fire from the crisp winter air. I caught the scent of an animal I had never smelled before. I slowed to a jog and stopped suddenly. Jacob began to growl behind me, and I watched as his hackles were raised and his wolf ears pressed flush against his skull.

"Jacob, do you smell that?" I asked him quietly, surveying the thick of pine trees surrounding us. The air was eerie and silent, the setting sun hidden by an array of storm clouds that quickly were billowing in all around us. The snow was falling heavier, tufts of white floating all around us. My instincts told me something dangerous was here. Something wild.

Something untamed.

"Jake..." I whimpered, falling back against his large shoulder. His toffee eyes met mine and he huffed, nudging me back to get on top of him. He sensed it too.

Jacob began to growl a low, guttural sound. A menacing warning to whatever was lurking beyond the shadows. The scent was growing more pungent. It was completely animalistic, iron mixed in with it's unique pheromones and I knew that wasn't good.

Jacob began to slowly back away, hackles still raised and teeth barred ready to sink in to whatever was stalking us. The snow crunched in the distance, and one by one trees began to fall to the snow covered earth.

"Jake, we need to go. We need to go right now!" I begged him, clutching his russet fur in fear.

The snow fall turned into a flurry, and a pair of glowing yellow orbs faded in from the shadows. Thats when Jacob let our an ear piercing howl and ran like hell.