Once again, I am not Stephenie Meyer and I do not own any rights to these stories. Sorry.

Jacob was constantly at Renesmee's bedside, holding her hand, grabbing cold towels from Carlisle and pressing it to her forehead. I gazed anxiously into the room to ask if Renesmee or Holly needed anything, but Jacob had already beat me to it. If Carlisle hadn't been there, Jacob could have run the floor single handedly.

Jacob had grown very fond of Holly as well. We all had. If I had not seen the extent of how far Jacob would go for Renesmee, I would have thought Jacob had imprinted on Holly. O had once seem Jacob braiding and un-braiding Holly's glossy brown hair for a full hour. At first, my maternal senses pickup some jealously radiating off Nessy. I was mad at Jake for toying around like that, but he was still my best friend. I had decided to clue him in then.

"Jake," I had whispered when I knew the girls were upstairs gossiping. "I know that you love Renesmee and know Holly is your new friend, but I'm pretty sure Ness is a little Jealous about how attached you and Holly have become."

"Seriously?" Jake asked, awed. "Oh man, I had no idea. What should I do?" Jake had seemed honestly repentant, so I wanted to help him. Tell her how you feel, I had suggested. Straightforward honesty was always what worked with Edward and I. But what we hadn't known then was that soon we wouldn't need to worry about the rivalry between the girls that why have come.

Renesmee's wolf best friend came to visit her whilst she was sick. Embry walked into the room where Holly and Renesmee were set up and walked slowly to Ness's bed.

"Why is she so pale?" Embry asked, mostly to himself as he placed a careful hand on her forehead. Her temperature was warm, even to him. He then looked over to Holly's bed, as if to ask who she was, but the question never left his mouth, which was hanging open. Yet another werewolf had imprinted.