IA/N: I might redo this chapter... I think it needs working on. But enjoy!

Chapter 3: First Flight

As we walked through the sliding doors, the cold wind of the aircon hit me… like the reactions of the humans when they saw us.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at us as we walked past. I knew what they were thinking; and I didn't have to be a mind reader like dad. "Freaks". Or, at least, nine beautiful people (Jake included) surrounding some freak. I blushed as the guy bumped into one of the pillars because he was too busy staring.

"See the effect you have on people?" said Jake, "They're astound by your beauty."

"Especially that one," said Dad through gritted teeth. He sent a death stare in the direction of the boy who was now rubbing his head and ogling, while Jake's arm around me tightened. That made my cheeks burn even more.

"They're not looking at my so-called beauty," I whispered. "Either they're ogling at you or they think I'm – "

"Not a freak," cut across Dad, "And I wish that boy would control his thoughts. Human!"

"You were one too," whispered Mum.

"With raging hormones, no doubt," chuckled Emmet.

When we got to the check in counter, Dad took care of us with his charm and dazzling smile. It was actually amusing to see the human girls' reactions towards him. At first, they were completely taken aback by him. Then slowly they regained their self-confidence and started flirting with him. The cheek! I looked at Mum to see her expression. She was smiling, probably amused as I was. I wondered if she was like that when she first saw Dad.

"Your mum was different," answered Dad, "and that's what made her even more special."

I looked back to the ladies behind the desk. One of them was looking at Jake. An unfamiliar emotion started to take over me, churning in my stomach driving away the fear, a feeling that was fueling an adrenaline rush in me. One to attack.

"Edward," Jasper said urgently, as he put a restraining hand on me. "Renesmee, relax. She is just a human."

This feeling confused me. It wasn't something I'd ever experienced. So sudden, yet so powerful and wanting to cause so much damage… I shuddered at the picture that came to mind.

"That's called jealousy, Ness," murmured Dad, as we walked away. "A powerful emotion yes, but you're going to have to control it."

Of course that wasn't a problem with Uncle Jazz around.

"And you don't have to worry about Jacob," reassured Dad, "He only sees one person right now."

I trusted Dad; after all he IS a mind reader.

***

"This is your Captain Davis speaking. Welcome aboard our airlines. Our destination is South Africa. We will be landing at O. International Airport in Johannesburg in twelve hours. We hope you enjoy your flight with us. Please take this time to read the safety manual that is located in the seat in front of you."

We were all seated in the plane, buckled and ready for take-off. Of course, we didn't need to be buckled, but Grandpa had suggested that we need to behave more human – like and that the flight attendants would tell us to put it on anyway.

I took the captain's advice, being as rule obliging as I am, and snatched the safety manual out of the seat pocket in front of me… only to be laughed at by Uncle Emmet.

"You honestly think that you're going to get much out of that?" he asked.

"Oh, just leave her," said Aunt Rose, "you know she likes to be informed, the intelligent girl that she is." She smiled at me.

"Aw look, you've set her cheeks on fire again," Emmet chuckled as I blushed.

I looked back at Jake who, sitting next to me, was grinning.

"Excited?" he asked.

"You bet," I grinned back.

The airplane was starting to roll backwards on its wheels and then started to pick up speed as it reached the runway. I looked out the window and all that met my eye was the green grass on either side. I leaned back into my seat, feeling the adrenaline rush through my veins as the plane took off. It was the kind of feeling that makes everything in your stomach feel as thought it's disappeared. Almost as thrilling as cliff-diving with Jacob.

The exhaustion of this morning's hunting trip caught up with me, took over me and, as I lay my head against Jake's shoulder, led me to dreamland…

As we lay on the scorching sea sand, we stared out at the sea. The sun burned brightly as it sunk out of sight, saying its final goodbyes. What Carlisle had said was true, Africa was beautiful. Every aspect of it; the sky, the sea, its landscape, the people.

But not as beautiful as the person I was sharing this moment with.

Jake's skin burnt under mine, the little flames licking my shoulder, burning its way down my body. His eyes met mine, reading the same expression as I felt. The heat of Africa had had an effect on my feelings as passion and desire over-took me. I had waited too long for a moment like this, and it seemed as though Jake mirrored my feelings.

His fingers lightly trailed its way up my arm, across my shoulder and collar bone leaving a trail of fire. It continued and stopped under my chin, where it tightened under my jaw. He leaned forward, closing the space between us…

I woke up with a sudden jolt. The plane was jerking violently, left to right. I looked up at Jake. He was snoring; blissfully unaware of what was happening.

"Jacob! Wake up," Mum yelled above the humans' worried tones. "Change in plan."

"This is your captain speaking. Do to bad weather; we're going to have to make an emergency landing now. We are currently in Botswana so please-"

"Come on, you two," Alice said, dragging me out of my seat, "We need to move if we're going to make this."

"What are you talking about?" I asked, "According to the safety manual, we're supposed to sit down in our seats during –"

"Well, we're not staying for the emergency landing, now are we?" replied Jasper, swiftly removing our luggage out the top compartment. "Emmet, Edward and Carlisle will meet us on the ground."

I was appalled. "We're going to jump?"

"Come Ness," urged Jake, his arm protectively around me.

We had to move quickly in order for the humans in the other classes not notice our departure. And with all the flight attendants sitting in their section, it cleared our way.

Again, I was scared. But as Jacob held my hand, as we got ready to jump out the plane, I felt the fear being extinguished, the adrenaline now fuelling another feeling.

"Think of it as cliff diving…"