A/N: I don't own anything, Stephenie Meyer does. All characters from the books are hers and hers only.

Long time no see! I've been gone for a really long time, but I'm back for a bit. This chapter isn't anything special, I just wanted to try and move the story along a little bit so we can get to the good part. If it were up to me, I'd write at least 4 or 5 more chapters of just Nessie and Nahuel getting to know each other, but I dunno if I have the patience for that. We'll see, I guess.

Hope you enjoy this tiny filler-esque chapter.


It had been nearly a week since Nessie had found Nahuel and they had decided to travel together. She was finding it incredibly easy to be around him, even though he did make her nervous. He was surprisingly easy to talk to about everything, which surprised her because he seemed like a very quiet person at first and in a way he was, but he could also talk for hours if you hit the right subject with him. His mind was fascinating to her, his perspective of the world made her question her very existence and her own beliefs.

They had decided to move on to a couple different towns in Brazil, having already explored everything they could where they met. Nessie couldn't help but love the warmth and the music and the people every place they went. She was used to a colder demeanor from people up north, and she also noticed people just seemed happier in Latin America than they were in colder countries. She couldn't ignore the poverty though; it didn't escape her attention when they saw the conditions a lot of people had to live in. Nahuel didn't like it either, but his views on material possessions and money in general were entirely different from Nessie's.

"I don't understand why our kind would ever need money to survive". He commented once. "Anything you could ever need you could find or get in other ways."

Nessie had rolled her eyes at him. "You can't just steal your way through life, Nahuel. It's not right."

"Maybe not, but you don't have to steal to get what you want. You can find old clothes if you need them and clean yourself in a river or a lake. What else could you possibly need besides that?" He asked her.

"Everything!" She answered. "If you want a home you have to buy or rent. I guess you could build a house, but you need materials and those cost money. Unless you wanna live completely separated from society and not have any real human relationships, then I guess you would be right."

Nahuel laughed softly at her response. "Spoken like a true daughter of modern society." He mused. "You believe the only real way to live is by abiding by human rules. It's not wrong, not really, but I come from a different time. Life was much simpler then."

"How simple?" Nessie asked.

He seemed to think about it for a second. "Well, jeans and shirts did not exist in my time." He looked at her and added: "We wore no clothes at all."

Nessie looked at him for a long moment, she had a feeling he was joking. "Are you sure about that? I seem to remember you in a little handmade skirt and sandals."

"It wasn't a skirt." He retorted. Nessie laughed. "It was handmade, that part you guessed correctly. But I only wore it out of respect. When Alice and Jasper spoke about the small child they were trying to save, I figured I had to protect your innocence."

"You are so full of it." Nessie scoffed.

They continued in the same fashion every day: going new places, meeting new people, having playful banters with each other. Nessie was having the time of her life and she could swear she could see in Nahuel's eyes that he was having fun, too.

They would pick a town or a city and settle into a small hotel for a few nights. Nahuel barely carried any money with him, so he would sell his paintings whenever he ran out. Nessie offered to pay for him several times, but he never let her. He even told her she could go to fancier hotels if she wanted, she didn't have to stay in the same places he did, but she liked being near him. Just knowing that he was sleeping in the room right next to hers or right across gave her a sense of security she was quickly starting to grow accustomed to. She often wondered if he felt the same way about her company, it must have been lonely before for him before. Why else would he offer to stay with her right away that day at the café?

Things were starting to get confusing, though. Nessie had absolutely no experience with being around anyone outside her family for as long as she had been with Nahuel, sure she had friends at school but she hadn't been going for so long in the first place and she only saw them there and maybe around town sometimes. She wasn't sure where the boundaries should be set between her and Nahuel because he didn't seem to have many. For example, he was absolutely comfortable knocking on her door in the middle of the night, with no shirt on (which was incredibly distracting in very new ways to Nessie), just to continue a conversation they'd had earlier but he also could go for hours on end without saying a word to her. He never exactly ignored her, but he seemed to sometimes forget she was there all together.

Nessie caught herself staring at him out of the corner of her eye without thinking about it, thinking about him when she was trying to sleep at night and feeling her heart race even faster than usual whenever he said her name in a certain way. All of that added to how nervous and self-conscious she felt whenever he looked at her, had her thrown completely off balance. She wasn't used to feeling like this and she wondered if it meant she was developing feelings other than just friendship for Nahuel. He caught her staring at him often and he let it slide, most of the time. Others, he would make subtle comments that left Nessie wondering if he was feeling something, too.

"As wonderful as it is to feel your eyes on me, you are staring quite a lot." He said once, causing Nessie's face to change colors to various shades of red.

Another time he noticed her heart racing and asked her if she was okay. It was embarrassing, but Nessie didn't know if he'd asked out of concern or because he wanted to make fun of her. She'd wished she could catch him staring at her for once, but he always seemed to be in complete control of his actions. In fact, he seemed to never take a single breath out of time. Everything about him was so seamlessly fluent and graceful, like he didn't need to think about his next move because it just came out naturally perfect. Even the most random things just seemed to work themselves out for him. It made Nessie a bit angry. She seemed to be stumbling her way through the world next to him, while he effortlessly cruised by.

Nessie had lost track of time at this point, she had no idea what day it was or how many places they'd been, but it didn't bother her. The only thing reminding her of all the problems she'd left back home was the sensation of being pulled by a string attached to the middle of her chest that seemed come out of nowhere every once in a while. It left her breathless almost every time and she wondered if Jacob, wherever he was, felt the same sensation in his chest. Nessie wouldn't find out until much later that these episodes were not going by unnoticed by her companion.


A/N: So, I would like to get reviews on a few things:

1. I deleted the 'first time' chapter because I don't really know at what point in the story that will actually happen and also because I feel it threw off the readers. Let me know if you want it back, in case you got a chance to read it, if not I'm sorry!

2. Should I speed up the story in the next chapter of should I spend more time building up the big 'getting together' moment?

3. Is this story still relevant or am I just throwing this into the void? I understand if it is dead. At this point I would've unsubscribed for it if I was the reader. I'm a real mess when it comes to writing and following schedules and all that. I'm a medical student and it doesn't leave much time for recreational writing.

Let me know your thoughts! I have so many ideas of where I want this story to go, it's just really difficult for me to put it into words sometimes, but I think about it every single day, I swear. Also, if any of you want to PM me to know any details about the characters that you might want to know and possible spoilers, just slide into my PMs and ask away.

Thank you, hope you're still reading 3