Here is the 20th chapter, and with one more review I'll have 50 for this story! So crazy! Thanks for reading, y'all :)

Chapter 20: Open Your Window

Renesmee climbed into bed, though she was much too excited to sleep. But her parents had insisted. Alice had filled the upcoming day with lots of "bachelorette fun", and the day after that was the rehearsal, and then it would be her wedding day. Edward and Bella were worried that if she didn't sleep tonight, she wouldn't until after the honeymoon. Which was probably true. But how could she possibly sleep tonight with her wedding only two nights away? It seemed like an impossible task.

She lay in her bed and listened to her grandparents downstairs. Her parents along with her aunts and uncles had gone hunting in preparation for all the humans who would soon be arriving for the wedding. Renesmee had gone earlier with Carlisle and Esme. She was now sleeping in Edward's old room of the mansion with her grandparents keeping an eye out for any member of the Volturi who might show up. Edward was worried that one of them would come to avenge Olivia's death. And he was terrified they would come after his daughter first. Carlisle had readily agreed to protection detail for his one and only granddaughter. So while Renesmee slept, he and Esme amused themselves downstairs.

A soft knock came from the other side of the bedroom door and Esme poked her head in. "You can come in, Nana," Renesmee smiled.

"I just wanted to say goodnight," Esme said, tucking the quilts around her granddaughter. "Do you think you'll be able to sleep tonight?"

"Honestly," Renesmee sighed, "no."

Esme laughed. "Are you too excited about the wedding?"

"It's all I can think about!"

"Good," Esme smiled. "Jacob is a wonderful man, and he loves you very much. He'll take good care of you. I know you two are going to have a lovely life together. Just like your parents have, and just like your grandpa and I have."

"If we are half as happy as you all are, I will be the luckiest woman in the world," Renesmee said.

Esme smiled and kissed Renesmee's forehead. "Goodnight my angel," she whispered. "Call me if you need anything."

"I will," Renesmee promised as Esme moved to leave the room. Just as she opened the door, Renesmee said, "I love you, Nana."

Esme turned over her shoulder and smiled. "I love you too, Renesmee. Sweet dreams."

Renesmee had just began to drift off to sleep when she heard Jacob's voice in her head, Ness? Are you awake?

She opened her eyes and grinned. Nope.

Where're Edward and Bella?

Hunting. I'm staying in the mansion tonight. Grandpa and Nana are downstairs. Why? she asked, suddenly getting nervous. Is everything alright?

Sure, sure. Open your window.

Ummm... ok, she thought, getting up and walking over to the window that stretched from the floor to the ceiling and swinging it open. The cool night air rushed in, blowing her hair back away from her face as she looked down and spotted a figure emerging from the trees.

"Jacob!" she gasped. His head snapped up and he smiled at her, his white teeth practically glowing against his tanned skin. She smiled back and he took off running the rest of the way, closing the distance between him and the house. He leapt up a near by tree as agilely as she had seen her uncle Emmett do before, and landed gently on the floor of her room.

"Hey," he grinned.

"Hey," she giggled before jumping into his strong arms. He pulled her into a great bear hug and buried his head in the curve of her neck. She clutched him to her, kissing his cheek and running her hands over his back. His skin burned beneath her touch. When they pulled away, she looked at him in nothing but his cut off jeans, and said, "Ever heard the saying, 'No shoes, no shirt, no service'?"

Jacob laughed. "Does my being half naked bother you?"

She hooked her fingers through his belt loops and pulled him closer to her. "Hell no," she whispered, pressing her lips against his bare chest over and over again. He moaned softly.

"Definitely worth risking the wrath of your father."

"Oh crap!" she cried, pulling away from him as she was brought crashing back to reality. "Jacob, what were you thinking? I told you Esme and Carlisle are downstairs. There's no way they didn't hear you! You idiot," she whispered fiercely, lightly punching his arm. "What's wrong with you?"

"Well, I was planning on stealing my fiancée away one last time before she becomes my wife and I have to think of a new way to be so disgustingly romantic," he said with a frown. He turned back towards the window. "But if you want me to go..."

Renesmee panicked. "No, no, no!" she cried, running to him and wrapping her arms around his waist. She kissed his shoulder and laid her cheek against his back. "I'm sorry," she murmured.

"You know I could never be angry with you, Nessie," he chuckled, turning around and picking her up so that her face was above his. He kissed her nose. "I was just kidding anyways. You can't get rid of me that easy."

Renesmee repositioned herself so that her legs were now wrapped around his waist. "I'll never want to get rid of you, Jacob Black," she smiled, running her fingers through his hair and tilting his head up so she could kiss him. "Now," she said, when their lips unlocked, "what in the world are you planning that is so romantic?"

An ornery grin spread over Jacob's face.

**~J/N~**

"It's no wonder those two feel as if they must sneak around with everyone eavesdropping on their every conversation," Carlisle said when he found Esme sitting on the stairs, intently listening on every sound that came from Edward's old room. She smiled when she saw her husband.

"You knew he was here too?" she asked.

Carlisle nodded as he sat down beside her. "The boy is not very light on his feet."

Esme laughed. "He says he wants to take her somewhere romantic. Should we go in there and stop him? Or should we let them go?" she asked, though Carlisle could plainly see that she wanted to let them go. Esme sighed. "Edward will be furious with us if we don't stop them."

"Oh undoubtedly," Carlisle nodded in agreement. "But did he not do the exact same thing Jacob is doing before he and Bella were married? He was in her room every night without Charlie's permission or knowledge."

Carlisle took Esme's hand in his and kissed it. He looked at her tenderly and said, "How can I go up there and stop Jacob from doing something that I allowed my son to do? Something that I myself would be doing at this very moment if I were not fortunate enough to have you by my side every night?"

Esme smiled as she leaned in towards her beloved husband to kiss his sweet lips. Carlisle picked her up bridal style, and carried her into their bedroom.