Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Twilight, because if I did, I certainly wouldn't share Edward Cullen with every teenage girl in the world.

A/N: Hi again. I'm really sorry about all the kerfuffle that went on the first time I uploaded, it went seriously wrong, so sorry about that! Oh, and I'm also sorry that this has took such a long time to be updated again; there's being a lot going on, first I had exams, then I got ill, and then I went to say my favourite boy band in concert and I couldn't write anything without Renesmee running off with my favourite member, and that would have made no sense at all. Oh, and I would like to say thanks to Summer – without you I would be too busy wallowing in self pity to EVER write again (I was convinced that ALL of the boy band were going to want to elope with me. However, they didn't. To be fair though, they probably wouldn't have seen me seen as though I was about 34 rows back. Saying that though, there's always their next tour... Anyway, enough with my dodgy teenage girl obsessions). Enjoy!

Chapter 2 – Waiting

The airport was empty, as you would expect it to be at 3 o'clock in the morning on a Sunday. There were only a few flights going out though, which was unusual for a city as big as Seattle.

The queue for our flight was mainly full of tourists going on holiday. There were families, couples and groups of friends stood chatting and laughing, all of them looked excited. So excited, they barely noticed me, which was something I wasn't used to.

We stood in the queue, both of us on edge, constantly worrying that my dad was going to come in here and start fighting Toby, or Jacob to come in here and cry. I couldn't decide whether I wanted that or not.

The wait was awful. It felt like a lifetime. We both felt so vulnerable, longing for the safety of the Departure Lounge. It was silly really, we probably would feel exactly the same when we were there, but we had to hope that things would get better.

"I love you Ness." Toby's green eyes were desperately trying to meet mine, but I wouldn't let them – I knew that as soon as they did he would know exactly how I felt.

"I love you too" I said, pulling him into a hug as a distraction.

"It's all gonna be okay," he half laughed. "We're gonna be okay."

"Daddy, I'm bored, when can we get on the plane?" I said, looking up at my dad.

"Not quite yet, Nessie. Not quite yet." He chuckled at me, and fished around in his pocket. "We need to give that nice lady our tickets first."

"And then we can get on the plane?" I asked as he pulled our passports out of his pocket.

Dad laughed, but my mum looked a bit irritated. "Renesmee, I know you're excited, but can you please be patient. We have to wait in this line, just like everyone else, and when you keep asking if we can get on the plane yet, it makes the time go slower. And anyway, we're nearly at the front now anyway."

I sighed extra loudly. Why was it taking so long? We never have to wait for anything. Never. But now, all of a sudden, waiting was important. I think its Mum's idea – to try and stop me being so 'spoilt'. Yeah, right.

When the family in front of us finally moved away, we walked up to the check in desk, and handed over our passports and tickets. The woman behind the check in desk looked like she was about to have a heart attack – drool was literally slipping down her cheek.

When we eventually got on the plane, I was ecstatic – which was unusual, because we always went on holiday. Me, Mum and Dad had travelled the world. We'd been everywhere – the only downside was we only came out at night (you know, bright sun, shiny skin…), but my absolute favourite place in the world was Isle Esme. My mum and dad always took me their, so I had just grown to love it.

By the time we were on the plane, I literally on the edge of a breakdown. I was leaving everything I knew, everything I wanted, everything that was safe… But on the other hand, it was my responsibility to go – I couldn't stay in Forks anymore. I really couldn't. I'd had to choose between my family and my boyfriend, and like most teenage girls, I chose Toby.

"Happy Eighteenth Birthday Ness!" my two friends chorused to help me 'practice' for my birthday party. I was trying to pull off a surprised face – it was meant to be a surprise party, but how could it be a surprise when there was soooo much planning to do?

I had already found my perfect dress, and I had practised my hair and make up everyday for the past 6 weeks. But in my head, I had been planning this party for years, ever since my forbidden sweet sixteen. My parents cancelled it after I had invited over a thousand people (this time there was an exclusive guest list, approved by my family), which was why this night had to be absolutely perfect.

"Okay, did I look shocked enough then?" I asked, watching my friends bob up and down like nodding dogs.

"Yeah! You're such a good actress, Ness!" Gabs was doing her signature (fake) smile. She had been doing this a lot lately – it was doing my head in.

"But Ness, what if everyone finds out it's not a surprise?" Kayliegh was juggling a balloon like a four year old. Honestly.

"Kay, they're not going to find out! Because we're not going to tell anyone! If we don't tell anyone, then no one will know!"

"Oh." Kayliegh looked guiltily at me.

"What?" I asked, without really needing to know the answer.

"Wellllllllllll….. I might have told Pablo about it."

"What?"

"And he might've told Liam East…."

"What?"

"…And he might've told Penelope Hart."

"Oh my god, Kayliegh? How could you!" I could feel myself slowly getting angrier.

"I'm sorry!" She said, looking genuinely apologetic. "And I'm even sorrier that she told Jane Little, Lily Turnball, Sophie Right and Brooke Turner!"

I saw her wince when she saw my reaction – I think there might have been steam coming out of my ears. If this had happened to a normal sane person, they probably wouldn't have been to upset, but unfortunately I had inherited my dad's temper.

I stormed out the door, slamming behind me and dragging down as many decorations as I could. I ran for my car, but seeing Kayliegh's there, I decided to change my plans. One of the advantages of being a vampire is that one quick sharp kick can dent a car quite easily. So, you can imagine what five can do….

After the plane had taken off, I was shaking. By now they would know that I'd run off. They'd be looking for me. Knowing then, they could even be on this plane. I could turn round right now, and they could be there. It wouldn't be the first time.

I sat next to grandmother, listening to her stories of my mum's childhood. I almost envied her, sometimes, having such a normal life, falling in love with who she liked. Sometimes, I wondered why she settled for dad. She willingly chosen to have no life, to just sit back and live boringly. Saying that, I totally see why she did it too. She got to live a life of luxury, full of lavish gifts and money. She got to live forever, that was definitely a bonus. And then there was my dad… Well, that's obvious.

But I didn't understand how she could just desert her parents. She left my Charlie in the dark, not telling him anything about us. I mean, he must feel SO confused. And Renee – well, that was a different matter entirely. I didn't even get to meet her until I looked about 12, and I had to pretend I was some distant relation of Dad's. She's only seen my mum once since I was born, because it's coming more and more clear everyday now, that she's not aging. Still, her mum clearly didn't matter to her now.

My favourite stories that Renee would tell, were the ones about my mum and dad, and how in love they were. Even from being a little kid, I'd always dreamt of being in love. At first, I always thought I would end up with Jake, but as I grew older, movies, songs and books made me change my mind. By the time I was a teenager, I never imagined myself with anyone like Jake anymore.

All the same, I loved to hear about my mum and dad from someone who didn't think their love was anymore than a teenage crush.

"Ness?" Toby smiled at me, in between bites of his so-called chicken.

I grunted in response, as I tried to swallow some peas.

"Why are we doing this?" he said, and I stopped eating instantly. "Why didn't we just stay in Forks and stick it out?"

"You know why" I said, turning to the window and staring at the rising sun.

"No, I don't. All I know is that 3 days ago you told me we had to go, and I agreed. I packed my stuff and left. Why?"

"I told you my family weren't happy. I told you there's no future for us in Forks, or Port Angeles, or even anywhere in America." I looked around to check no one was listening, and leaned in closed. "You've seen the damage they can do. There's a pack of angry werewolves and a coven of furious vampires after you." I hissed.

"But why now? Why all of a sudden change your mind?"

"You know what I am Toby, and you know that there are consequences because of that. If you don't love me enough to see past that, then..." I said, watching as his face twisted. That shut him up.

After a long silence, he looked away from me, only to look straight back.

"You know I love you, Ness."

I looked out the window again, trying to fight back the tears. I wasn't crying because we'd just had a row; I know Toby loves me, whether that's a good thing or not. I was crying because I didn't know what to do. I had no idea how this was going to work. My family were furious and thought I was just doing this to spite them. Jake and the pack were ready to rip Toby's head off at any time, and pretty much every other vampire I knew didn't exactly relish the idea of another vampire-human love affair. So there's no one to help me, but plenty of people against me. Us, I mean, plenty of people against us.

My only chance now of figuring out what to do was to try and track down the only vampire who didn't want to kill me right now…

I sat there, debating what to do, while the air hostesses walked around, asking if everything was okay, and asking if I wanted anything. Every now and then, Toby would look over at me, smile, and then look back. It was only when he suddenly reached over me and slammed the window shut that I came out of my trace.

"What?" I snapped.

"You were sparkling" Toby said, smiling at me. Something about his face made me smile. And then giggle, and then before I knew it, we were both laughing.

A/N: Well, that took a while to finish… Again, sorry about the delays, but I have a really strong idea of where this story is going, so the next chapter shouldn't take too long to update (I'm not promising anything because my teachers have a habit of giving me surprise tests…). Hope you liked it! I'm sorry if there are any grammar mistakes; my editor also is totally swamped with homework and revision. Thanks for reading and please review!