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"Are you excited about the fireworks that we are going to do tomorrow?" Alice asks me as we drive down the road, returning home from our all day shopping trip. We got new outfits for the whole family and new dresses for all the girls for the Fourth of July. Alice is known for throwing great parties, but the Fourth of July is one of my favorites. It's just the family, and we watch the huge fireworks that Emmett and some of the other guys use. They light up the sky, and it looks beautiful.

I smile, as I look out of the car window into the pouring rain. "I'm really excited." The smile fades as I look into the stormy sky, "Will the rain ruin it tomorrow?"

"Nope," She says with a smile, and I can tell that she has already had a vision of the weather. "I wish that I could see how much fun we will have tomorrow, but I still can't get past your barrier."

She has been trying sixteen years to see past the blur that the werewolves and I put on her visions. Only a few times she has been able to do it, but it drains her every time. "That's alright, Alice. I know that we will have fun."

"You're right," She says proudly, and then turns into our long driveway. Our house here in New Hampshire is deep in the forest so people can't find it easily. "So have you talked to Jacob yet today?"

I shake my head, as I think of the last time he called me. "Last night on the phone he told me he would call after he got done with his patrol." I bite my lip, as I think of how much I miss him. "He is having a really good time there. I can tell just by the way he talks. He is happy. He tells me all of the funny things that happened that day, and how much he enjoys seeing everyone there. It's his home."

"You know that he thinks of here as home, too," Alice tells me, as if she is reading my thoughts.

"He belongs there, though." I tell her sadly, "His tribe and his pack are there."

She nods, but then puts one of her cold hands on my shoulder. "Wherever you are he will be happy."

"I know," I say softly, but I don't fully believe it. I know that he is happy when he is with me, but I can tell that there is a pull on him calling here back there. Who would I be to hold him back?

Ten minutes later, and I'm carrying in the last bag full of designer clothing into the house. I place it on the kitchen counter, and then I sit down at the bar. I feel homesick. I don't know how that is possible, since I am at my house, but it's what I am feeling. These past few days I've been shoving my feelings away, though. Like the feelings I had when the electricity bolt went through my body, and all I wanted was Jacob. I can't help but going back to those feelings when I am missing him. I don't really know how to explain those feelings, but I know that they weren't my normal feelings toward him. It wasn't a feeling that I have had towards him before, and they scare me.

The phone ringing pulls me back, and I jump off of the bar stool, and I run quickly to the telephone. "Hello?"

"Hey Nessie," Jacob's excited voice rings through the phone, and it brings a smile to my face. "I miss you so much."

I jump up onto the countertop, and cross my legs at my ankles. "I've missed you like crazy," I admit, "How's everyone?"

"They are doing great," He says, and then I hear yelling coming from the background. "Guys, I am on the phone with Renesmee!" Jacob yells to them, and then he sighs into the phone. "I guess I'm going to have to go to my room to get some peace and quiet."

I can hear a door open and close from his side of the phone, "Jake, you don't need to leave your friends. We can talk later."

"No, I need to talk to you now." He tells me, his voice strong, and it makes me smile even wider. "I've missed you way too much." I feel and uneasiness in my stomach that I've never felt before, and my palms start to become sweaty. Why am I nervous talking to Jake? This never happens. "So what were we saying before we got so rudely interrupted?" He asks, and I hear bed springs squeaking underneath his weight.

I can just imagine him lying in his small bed, in his old bedroom, as he talks to me through the phone. "You were going to tell me about your day."

"Everyone is doing great. You should see Sam and Emily's twins, Daniel and Anna; they have grown up since last year when we saw them. They are turning thirteen in a few days. We are going to have a big bonfire tomorrow night, and we are going to watch the fireworks that will be over La Push beach." He says, and I can hear the happiness in his voice. "What have you been doing today?"

I try to think of a word to describe it. Was I lonely? Yes, but I wouldn't tell him that. "Alice and I just finished an all day shopping trip."

"Sounds like fun," He says sarcastically. I've dragged him to countless shopping trips, and he hates them. I laugh lightly, and he laughs, too. "I've missed you, Ness."

I miss him more than any amount of words could describe. "Me too, I don't know how I am going to last another week."

"I don't think I'm going to be able to," He says, and he lets out a large sigh. "Maybe I should just get a plane coming back tomorrow."

I smile at the thought of him coming back, but there is no way I can let him. "No. As much as I miss you, Jake, you can't leave your family and your home."

"This isn't my only home, Nessie."

I sigh slightly, as I run a hand through my curly bronze hair. "It's where you need to be now, Jake. I can tell, and I know that you know that, too."

"I know but I need to be with you." He admits, and then a few minutes later he says something, "You should come here to La Push."

My heart starts beating faster, as I try to think about me going back there. I loved visiting everyone there, they are like a second family to me, and I would be with my best friend. I know it's only been about a week, but I miss him. "Are you sure you want me there?"

"Of course I want you here," He tells me, as he becomes excited.

I wonder what changed his mind since he left. He had the option to bring me in the beginning, but he didn't. "I would love to come, but I don't know if my family would let me."

"I'm sure Eddie is listening on our conversation, why don't you just ask him?" He says, and I can imagine a smirk pasted on his face.

I look up across the kitchen, and right in the living room are my parents sitting on a couch together. Jake was right. I lock eyes with my dad, and after a few moments, he gives me a nod. I squeal into the phone, "I can go, Jake!"

"Do you think you can be here by tomorrow afternoon? I want you to be at the bonfire," He tells me, "Have your dad get you a plane ticket for an early flight."

I look up over at my parents, and Dad is already getting up from the couch, rolling his eyes. I can't believe it. By tomorrow afternoon I will be with Jake again. "He is about to get a ticket."

"I can't wait to see you," He says excitedly, "Everyone is going to be so happy you are here. I haven't been able to enjoy my time here all the way because you are so far away from me." A large yawn comes from his side of the phone, stopping him from talking.

I yawn after he does, and then we both laugh. "I think I'm going to head to bed. I've got a busy day tomorrow now."

"I'll see you then," He tells me, "I love you, Nessie."

"I love you, Jake." I say with a smile, and then I hang up the phone. Tomorrow I'll be in La Push with my best friend and his family and friends.

I'm going to be on a plane by myself for the first time. I'm going to be leaving my family, and I'm used to seeing them every day, too. For some reason I know that the pain I'll have of missing them won't even compare to missing Jacob. I don't even know if I'll be staying the other week there, or if I'll be coming home after a couple of days. Right now it doesn't even matter, because I'll be with Jacob tomorrow.