Disclaimer: I'm not Stephenie. Anything you recognise, belongs to her. Anything you don't is mine.

A/N: Well, I FINALLY got to type this out. Sorry it took so long, but I've been so busy... with school yes, but (sheepish) also reading a tad too many James and Lily fanfictions - which set me into another round of Post Potter Depression. Well, I've decided I'll be doing another fanfic when I'm done with this one - about James and Lily! But, back to Twilight, here is the next chapter of WHSS. Enjoy!

Chapter 7: First Day Plans

I lay on my back and closed my eyes. It felt as though I was floating on air. I could vaguely hear voices, laughing and happy, birds chirping merrily as they flew above in the sky and the sound of splashing water. Opening my eyes slowly, I came face to face (or rather, eye to eye) with the sun. To mortals' eyes, it would have hurt but to mine it was completely different. I could see each ray of light coming from the sun. I noted how they each came down to earth and onto my skin, causing it to sparkle. Like thousands of diamonds embedded in my skin, reflecting the sun's beams. And it was only when I noticed my skin that I noticed my surroundings…

I was floating on water.

I was in the sea – or rather ON the sea – and was nowhere near the shoreline. I just floated on top of the water, not sinking nor moving.

I looked around for some sign of anyone I knew – or ANYONE for that matter. To my relief, I saw Jake swimming in my direction – of course he leaves me if he could. He was smiling at me, his eyes twinkling.

He kept moving towards me, his eyes never leaving mine… until he looked behind me. And the twinkling was gone, replaced by fear.

"Nessie," he yelled, "swim over here! Now! We need to get out!"

I looked behind me and was gob smacked with horror. A wave, a bloody massive wave, had somehow started building up behind me, ready to crash down!

"Jake!" I tried to yell, but the water had begun to fall, the sound so deafening.

The water splashed on my face and in my mouth-

I opened my eyes and coughed till all the water was out my mouth and throat.

"Emmet!" A few voices shouted at once.

"What?" came his reply, "At least she is awake now. See? Told you it would work."

He shut up when he saw the glare Aunt Rose gave him. Next to them, stood Mum and Dad who were both looking at me.

"Nightmare, Ness?" asked Dad.

"T'was turning into one," I yawned, "What time is it?"

"About 5:55am," answered Aunt Rose.

"Oh, how long ago did we get here? How long have I been sleeping?"

"Well… we got here on Saturday night and seeing that it is Monday…"

My eyes widened in disbelief.

"…I'd say you've been out for a day and a half."

"So long? Holy crow, I must have been really tired."

"Yeah, if it wasn't for the snoring, we'd have thought you were dead," chuckled Uncle Emmet.

"I do NOT snore," I replied indignantly. "Anyway, is Jake up yet?"

"Not yet…" said Uncle Emmet, "You know I can fetch another glass of water…"

He wiggled his eye brows mischievously.

"Nah, I think I can handle this one myself, thanks," I replied and climbed out of bed. I came to a halt when I reached the doorway.

"Er… which direction is his room?"

Mum laughed, "The room right the end. On your left."

"Right, thanks." And I dashed out the door till I got to the door at the end of the passageway. I turned the doorknob as softly as I could and tiptoed inside.

It was dark in the room, but it wasn't difficult to point out the snoring figure on the bed in the middle.

I creeped over to where Jake lay and sat beside him, observing his still body. My weight, which sagged the bed as I sat, didn't even wake him up.

His chest moved up and down as he breathed, in synch with his pulse rate. As much as I wanted him to be awake, to grin at me and to be enchanted by his dark, mysterious eyes, I didn't want to wake him and spoil this sight.

When Jacob slept, innocence took over, erasing the hints of mischief that seemed practically etched into every part of his body. The stillness, besides his chest, of his body made me want to reach out and feel the softness of his skin, run my fingers along his strong, taught muscles, feel his heat burn my skin.

I glanced over at the clock on the pedestal, desperately trying to fight off the urge to touch him. 6am? Urgh, maybe if I woke him up then these urges would go away.

SO I sat on top of him (first thing I could think of) and leaned towards him, whispering, "Jake? Jacob… wake up, please."

But I was too close and the urges acted through my fingers and I reached out and touched his nose. I ran my fingers down to his lips –

I squealed.

Jake had jerked his head a bit, in attempt to bite my fingers. He chuckled at my expression and opened his eyes. I threw him an annoyed look.

"Hey Ness," he whispered, his hands reaching out for mine.

"Humph, maybe I should have brought Emmet and the water," I mumbled. "Not so innocent now, hey." I chuckled at his confused expression.

His hands found mine and started playing with my fingers.

"What time is it?" he yawned.

"About 6 am," I shrugged.

"Only? It feels as though I've been asleep for more than a few hours…"

"That's because you've probably been sleeping for more than a day," I chuckled. "It's Monday, sleepyhead!"

"Monday already?" His eyes widened. "Holy crow, that was long. No wonder I'm so hungry." His tummy growled in agreement. "Breakfast?"

"Yup," I replied. I jumped off Jake and onto the floor.

When we got to the kitchen, we were greeted by the smell of pancakes and eggs. My mouth watered at the scent.

"Morning, sweetheart," greeted Esme, "Morning Jake."

"Morning," we yawned.

"Hope you're hungry," she smiled, "Made your favourite."

"Eggs!" One of my favourite human foods!

"And pancakes," added Jake with satisfaction. "Thanks Esme."

"It's a pleasure," she smiled. "Now tuck in."

After about half an hour of stuffing our faces (hey, sleeping for one and a half days deprives you of four and a half meals!), we went to the lounge, where the rest of the family were discussing the days plans.

"Definitely not the beach," said Uncle Jasper to my disappointment, "according to the weather, it's going to be really sunny."

"How about the shopping malls, then?" Aunt Alice suggested with a twinkle in her eyes. "Wonder what the fashion sense is like here…"

"Wherever you all decide to go, we've got to be back by four in the afternoon," interrupted Grandpa Carlisle, "I've got a meeting at 4:30."

"Well, we can't go outside anywhere, so lets just settle on going to the shopping malls," said Alice, determined to get her way.

"Alright, alright," said Dad, "we may as well get the shopping mall trips over and done with, otherwise Alice won't stop bugging us."

Aunt Alice just stuck her tongue out at Dad and pushed Jake and I down the passageway, ordering us to be ready in an hour at the latest.


As we drove to Pavilion (which was one of the shopping malls Alice decided to check out first) in the cars we hired for our stay in South Africa, I wondered about Grandpa's reason for coming to South Africa. Carlisle loved helping people so there must be a really good reason for us coming here.

"Hey Grandpa," I asked, "Not to be rude, but what "Medical" business brought us down to South Africa?'

"Just like your dad, hey," he chuckled, "Always inquiring."

"Yeah, I guess. So, what is the reason?"

He looked at me. "Well Renesmee, there has been inquiries about the blood down here in South Africa. You know about the HI-virus, right?"

"Yes," I replied. It was that disease which weakened humans' immune systems.

"Well, more than that, Ness," replied Dad to my thoughts.

"You see, there is something about the HIV and/or AIDS infected blood which has some doctors baffled. And I've been asked to help out with some research."

"Oh, I see…" My mind wondered off.

"We're here!" exclaimed Aunt Alice, pointing at the huge building.


"Two for The Grudge 3," said Jake, as we waited in line at the movies.

"O-o-on your r-right," replied the man, who was too busy ogling at me he tore the ticket. I heard Jake give a low growl as he shot the man a daggered look.

We specifically chose a horror movie because one of our favourite past times were to watch horror DVDs at home and laugh at all the gruesome parts which anyone could see was done on computer and was fake.

This movie was just as bad as the others, and Jake and I probably annoyed the rest of the audience by laughing so hard we cried whilst everyone else screamed.

It took me a while to realize that Jake's arm had found its way around my shoulders. I wasn't sure what to do… stay the same way, or lean my head on his shoulder?

"Ness, you alright?" whispered Jake in my ear, send shivers down my spine.

"Yeah, of course," I replied, and leaned my head onto his shoulder. I sighed in satisfaction when he kissed my forehead, not being repulsed by my action.

I was so comfortable in that position that the next, so-called "scary" part freaked me out and I screamed with the rest of the audience. Jake howled in laughter at my reaction, causing quite a few people to turn around and glare at him.

"I think you're too young to be watching too many horror movies, Ness," he teased.


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