I know it's been forever. I'm sorry. I just don't get enough reviews for this story to inspire me.

I don't own Twilight.

RPOV

I was sitting in my study, trying desperately to focus on my book. For some reason, I was distracted today. I just couldn't figure out why. Quil had shown up a couple of hours ago with this irritating smirk on his face. He definitely knew something, but he wouldn't tell me what. He just sat with me, and made idle chit chat. It was getting very annoying.

Then, around noon, Alice and Jasper showed up. They too had a sort of aura about them that made me jumpy. It was almost too much to take. Jasper tried to do his calming thing on me, but it didn't really work. Every time Alice or Jasper exchanged a meaningful glance with Quil, I about exploded.

"This is ridiculous!" I finally broke. "Just tell me what's going on."

"Nothing's going on." Quil said in a sing song voice. It was the same response I'd received quite often that day.

"Calm down, Renesmee." Uncle Jazz chimed in. I shot him a glare. It had no effect.

I roughly sat my book down and stormed out of the room. My angry footsteps sounded loudly in my quiet house. I thought angry thoughts as I stomped to the front door. I had been going out on the porch almost every hour, unable to stop myself. Maybe I wouldn't be so restless if they'd just tell me what was going on. I jerked the door open. Stupid smug annoying…

My thoughts trailed off in shock. I fought the urge to rub my eyes and pinch myself. Jacob Black was standing in front of me, his fist raised to knock on the door. My jaw fell open.

"Jacob!" I gasped out.

"Um…hey, Ness." he looked very unsure of himself. He roughly shoved his hands into his pockets. I'd never seen him this nervous. I couldn't even form words. What was he doing here? I became aware of Alice, jasper, and Quil standing behind me, grinning like idiots. My parents, Rosalie, and Emmett stood behind Jake. They had all known about this.

A million emotions ran through my body; joy, shock, embarrassment, betrayal, annoyance, pain, uncertainty, anger-you name it. I didn't know what to think, what to do. Everyone was waiting for me to speak, to act. I looked a Jake. He was waiting nervously.

"Listen, Renesmee-"

"You jerk!" I gasped out. All of my emotions suddenly combined into one tight knot of rage. I launched myself at him. Jake fell backward like a rock. I found myself punching and kicking every inch of him that I could reach. Jacob tried to grab my hands, to stop me, but he didn't fight back.

We rolled down the steps and onto the grass in front of my house. My family congregated on the front porch. I was sure that my father was grinning victoriously. The thought almost made me stop, but I was too angry.

"You left me!" I shrieked. "You lying, arrogant, obnoxious…" I punctuated each word with a punch. Jake just lay there, calmly, waiting. Finally, my rage dissolved into tears. Jake held me to him while I cried. He sat up, and I curled in his lap. Jake held me in his arms, and I buried my face in his shirt. He whispered soothingly and stroked my hair.

"It's okay, Renesmee. Everything's okay. I promise everything's okay. Shhh, baby, shhh." I could barely remember the last time I'd felt so safe and comforted. I didn't know what to think. Was he going to leave again? Why was he even here?

Eventually, my sobs subsided. Jake's shirt was completely soaked. I peered up at him abashedly. He gave me a sort of tired, crooked smile. I couldn't help but smile back.

"Are you ready to talk?" he asked. I nodded. He helped me to my feet. I was not happy to see that my family was still standing around. I glared at them. My mother sent me a helpless look. Alice and Jasper grinned unrepentantly. Dad glared at Jacob. I suppressed a sigh. Would he ever get over his grudge? If he scared Jake away again, I'd kill him. Unless Jake didn't plan on staying at all…The thought sent an ice cold shock of pain through me.

I brushed Jake's arm with my finger tips, silently asking the question that I was afraid to voice. His head whipped towards me, surprise and horror in his eyes.

"You think I'd leave you again?" He asked in a shocked whisper. I sent him my confused confirmation, trying to keep my family out of this conversation. He shook his head in amazement. "I have a lot to explain to you." I nodded. We really needed to talk.

"Let's go inside." I said.

"Is this your house?" He asked as we headed for the crowd of vampires on the porch. Quil was the only werewolf among them. He grinned at Jake.

"Yep."

"Fancy."

"Esme got a little carried away." I almost laughed. I felt more care free than I had since he'd left. Sadly, I was doomed to never have a stress free moment that lasted longer than a minute because from the woods behind me a snarl sounded. I tensed and turned slowly. Jake did the same, but not before we saw the sad resignation in Aunt Alice's eyes. Of course, she would have known about this new drama. Why did no one ever warn me about these things?

"Renesmee, who's this?" A musical voice called. There was an edge of steel to the question. I met questioning eyes with my own icy gaze.

"This is Jacob Black, Nahuel. I think I told you about him." My voice was frigid. I didn't feel like dealing with Nahuel. He was no good. Beside me, Jake raised a questioning eyebrow. "You've met Nahuel, Jake." Recognition dawned in his dark eyes followed by threatening but controlled malice. It was cheering to see that he at least retained some of his previous protective nature.

"How can we help you?" Jake asked, making us a unit with his statement. He spoke as if we were a couple not a newly reunited ex-couple.

"You can't help me. However, Renesmee can."

"Nahuel…" I began.

"Just hear me out." I sighed. I really just wanted him to go away. "I'm in love with you, Renesmee." I felt Jake tense even more.

"What?" I gasped.

"Don't tell me you don't feel it. We're meant to be together."

"We only went on two dates!" I choked out. "You don't love me."

"We're two of a kind, you and I. No one else is like us, Renesmee." Jake was remaining conspicuously silent. I wanted him to say something, to let me know that there was a reason for me to refuse Nahuel (other than my own personal distaste for the man). I wanted Jacob to give my suspicions some confirmation, but he stayed quiet.

"We're nothing alike. Nahuel, please go."

"Renesmee…" He looked so pathetically sad.

"I don't love you, Nahuel. Please…" He grabbed my arm, becoming angry. That was all it took. Jacob move forward and grabbed Nahuel's arm with hands that were beginning to look a little wolfy.

"I think you should go." He said. He did sound rather frightening.

"It's okay, Jake. Nahuel's harmless." This made Nahuel fume more, but he wrenched his arm away.

"Fine." he sniffed angrily. "I'll go, but you're making a mistake."

"If you say so, Nahuel." I couldn't stop the childish reply from slipping out. His eyes flared.

"I thought you were smarter than this." He shook his head sadly. I didn't reply.

We watched Nahuel retreat into the forest. I really need to work on my taste in men. I thought as I turned back to Jake. Then I drank in his appearance, and revised that thought. I had picked Jacob, hadn't I?

"Want to explain that to me?" Jake nodded his head towards the place where Nahuel had disappeared to.

"Not really?" I tried. He looked at me steadily. I sighed. "I dated Nahuel twice, realized it was a mistake, and that's it. Really! Apparently, werewolf is more to my taste." I joked and then realized what I had just admitted. Jake smiled and pulled me into his arms.

"So you like werewolves, huh?" he grinned.

"Yea, Quil's really grown on me." I said with a straight face. He gave a little growl. "Joking." I added.

"Good. I wouldn't want to have to kill him."

"Yea, that would be bad." I agreed.

"We still need to talk." Jake said, but we didn't try to move towards the house again. I was finding my position in his arms quit e comfortable. I'd forgotten how warm and safe he felt.

"We do." I agreed again.

"We should probably go inside."

"Probably." He looked toward the house then back at me.

"Your family's probably expecting an explanation too." he sighed, leaning closer to me.

"Yup." I said, inhaling his sent.

"I don't suppose they can wait?" He whispered against my lips.

"Well…" I murmured, but I didn't need to continue. Jake's lips were on mine, and I forgot what I was saying. It didn't really matter anyway. Everything else could wait. Explanations could wait. Painful confrontations could wait. Nothing mattered, except the fact that Jake was home, I was home.

I think this chapter is fabulous. What do you think? I know that Nessie shouldn't let him off the hook so easily, but this is just the initial reunion. She can deal with her deeper issues later. Review?