A/N: Hey! I was originally planning to have this chapter, and the next chapter (going to post soon) as one chapter, but it would have been about 5 thousand words so I decided to split it up. I hope you enjoy it! Thank you so much for favoriting my story, and reviewing it! The reviews mean so much to me! Thank you! (: (Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer, and I do not own the characters, except the ones I make up later.)

My heart is almost beating out of my chest, as I search around the sea of people looking for Jacob. My throat is on fire from the amount of blood surrounding me, but right now I'm not paying attention to that. I need to see my best friend. People push by me, bumping into my still body, but I don't budge. I told Jacob that I would meet him right under the baggage claim sign, and I am not going to move an inch. As the seconds seem slow down, I begin to get even more anxious to see him.

"Nessie!" A familiar deep voice calls above the noise of the crowd, and I know that it belongs to Jacob. Suddenly, he appears a few feet away from me, and the grin that I loved is spread across his face.

What I see almost makes me faint. This isn't the Jacob that I hugged goodbye last week, was it? It can't be. I never fully noticed his beautiful, dark tanned skin, or the muscles that are pushing through his tight gray t-shirt. I have to put all my focus into pulling my eyes off of him, and I look down to the worn-out, tile floor. My cheeks become warm, and I know that they are turning red. Am I blushing? Because of Jacob? Something is definitely different.

"I've missed you so much," Jake says, as he wraps his large, warm arms around me. I bury my head into his chest, as I forget all my thoughts the moment I am in his embrace. It feels great to be back in his arms.

I wrap my arms around his waist, and I take in his amazing scent. The familiar smell of outside mixed with a scent of –wait is that cologne? Since when does Jake ever wear cologne? It smells really good. I try to shove all of the new changes I've seen of him out of my mind, "I've missed you a lot, too."

"How was your flight?" He asks as he pulls lightly back, just enough to look into my eyes, keeping me in his arms.

Since when did his brown eyes become so detailed? I've never noticed the specks of lighter brown that are gently placed, as they circle his pupils. I find myself getting lost in his eyes, and I feel another blush creep up on my face. Hopefully Jacob won't notice. I can't find the strength to look away from his eyes, and I can feel my heartbeat speeding up.

"Ness, if thinking about the thirst is causing your pulse to race, then we can wait to talk about it." He tells me worriedly, not pulling his gorgeous eyes off of my own.

He can feel my heart beating faster. That makes my cheeks become hotter, as I manage to nod. What is going on with me? Since when did I become all jittery around him? I mean, he is my best friend. "Come on," I manage to squeak, and I hope that he doesn't notice that I am nervous. I reach for his hand, and when he claps his hand around mine, a shock sends through my body. The little bolt of electricity goes up my arm, and it fills my chest. Okay, that was not normal. I've held Jake's hand numerous times before, and I am positive that that has never happened before. I glance over at Jake, trying to see if he felt what I felt, but he is looking behind him, picking up my suitcase. The only time I have ever felt that electricity bolt was in the kitchen the morning we made pancakes. That lead to the awful silence, and I can't go back to that again. If he isn't feeling what I am feeling, then I can't mention what is going on. I wouldn't know how to explain it, though, since these new feelings are foreign to me.

"Everyone is so excited for you to come," Jake tells me, ten minutes later, as we are driving down the old familiar roads of Washington.

I've been staring out of the windows, trying to distract my attention to outside of the vehicle. His scent has filled up his old truck, and I can feel his heat radiating off of his body. I don't want to look over at him, because I don't want him to think I am staring. I try to put my attention to the trees that would be a big, green blur for any human. "I'm excited to see everyone again," I say enthusiastically. I'm not lying either. I've gotten to know the pack really well these past years, and I've been beginning to miss them since we saw them on New Years.

"You sound a lot happier here," I say quietly after a few minutes of us enjoying the silence, as I think of the way he is acting. He is sitting up straighter, the way he talks sounds warmer, and he seems less tense. I can tell that he has noticed the changes, too, because he smiles.

"They are my family," Jacob says simply, as he slowly pulls up to a red light. He looks over at me, and I try to fight the urge to look at him. It's not as easy as it sounds. Within seconds, I'm looking back into his gorgeous brown eyes. "I'm just glad to be back with them again."

I smile back at him, and then thankfully, the light turns green, and he puts his attention back to the road. I look around at where we are, and I notice that we have entered the land that used to be off limits to my family. A few years after I was born my family and the werewolves (or 'shape-shifters') decided that they would let each other go into each other's areas –as long as they didn't kill humans. It's weird to think that I could have been banned from here, since people that I love live here.

"I'm sure it's going to be hectic when we arrive," Jacob warns, "All the girls are in the house making food for everyone, and the guys are trying to set up everything we need for the bonfire tonight."

When we came down to La Push on New Year's last year I got to become a lot closer with the girls, because we had a lot of time to talk while we cooked food for both of the packs. Last year it was Emily, Claire, Kim, Rachel, Leah and I who were busy with feeding all of the guys. It was a lot of fun, and I fell in love with cooking. I really enjoy doing it, when I know how much everyone will appreciate our work. I smile brightly when I think of seeing them again, "Claire is still dating Quil, right?"

"Uhm, yeah they are still dating. Why?" He says a little timidly, and I can tell that he had to think about his answer before he spoke.

I feel a smile burst across my face, "Good. I just wanted to be sure, because I really like her. It's fun to have someone around my age around." Claire and I are the only girl teenagers who hang out with the pack, and it's nice to have a girl around my age to talk to. I've never really had that. Sure, I've had my family who are technically my age, but I see them as older.

"We are here." He says, and I can already sense a pride in voice. How can he not feel proud when he talks about his home? He is the Alpha of a pack, and everyone here loves him. They look up to him.

I look up, and through the trees I can see the red house that Jacob calls home. From here I can see that they haven't tried to fix up the paint that is chipping off of the sides, and fire logs are still stacked up on the side of the house. I wouldn't expect the house looking great, though, even though I think it looks cute. Billy is almost seventy years old and he is in a wheelchair, so it's not like he can just repaint whenever he wants to. It's tough watching Billy grow older, and I can tell that it has a hug effect on Jake. We don't ever talk about it, but I know it must be hard to watch. That's one of the downsides about living forever. Watching your loved ones grow old, and pass away. Grandpa Charlie is getting older, too, and even though he is with Sue, I know that he misses my mom and our family. It's hard to stay the same while people around you continue to change.

"Nessie?" Jacob asks me, as he opens the door to my side of the truck. I realize that I have been staring off into space, and I didn't even notice we were parked yet. "You okay?"

I smile brightly to him, as he opens the door to the truck more and walks up to me. I turn around on the seat, so my feet are resting on the step to get out of the truck, and Jacob is standing right in front of me. "I'm just really excited."

"I'm so glad that you are here," He tells me, and places his hands on my knees, which sends another electricity bolt through my body.

Is this going to happen every time that he touches me now? I don't know how I'm going to deal with it, and act like nothing is happening. I place my small hands on top of his, "I'm so glad that I am here, too."

"Come on," He says with a smile, as he leans down to kiss me on the forehead. Even this act of love that he has been doing since I was alive, sends the spark through my body. "I'm sure everyone can't wait to see you."

He takes my hand, and then leads me into the forest. We run human speed, so Jake doesn't have to phase, through the trees as we try to make our way to Sam and Emily's house. When we reach the house, I can hear the clinking of the plates and pans in the kitchen where the girls must be.

"I have to warn you by saying that all of the kids are in the house waiting for you." He tells me with a smile, as we walk down the walkway to the front door.

Sam and Emily aren't the only ones who have had kids. In fact, there are a total of eight kids in all. Emily and Sam have Daniel and Anna, Rachel and Paul have Noah and Zach, Leah and Thomas (a new werewolf who joined a few years back) have Rebecca, and Kim and Jared have Alex, Sam, and Abby. The oldest kids are Daniel and Anna who will be thirteen soon, and the youngest one is Abby who is two years old.

"Guess who's here?" Jacob yells as soon as he opens the door to their house, and it causes a bunch of commotion to go through the house. I hear different plates being set down on the counter, and toys being thrown on the floor, as they all run to where we are. I like how Jacob seems almost proud to have me with him.

Daniel and Anna run in first, pulling me into a tight hug. It's scary how much they resemble their parents. One thing with all of these kids, you can tell that they are from the tribe with their dark hair and copper skin. Noah and Zach, ages 9 and 7, run in next and then pulls me into a tight hug. Rebecca, 8, pushes through the boys, and gives me a hug. She definitely has girl-power that she inherited from Leah. Once she lets go, Alex and Sam, ages 8 and 7, give me a quick hug. I can hear a young girl laughing before I see Abby wobbling into the living room, wondering what is going on. When she sees me, she studies my face, and then smiles.

I bend down to pick her up, "Hi Abby, remember me?" She smiles and then nods, sending her short dark hair to fall over her eyes. I place her down on the floor, and I watch as Jacob talks to some of the kids. They all are on their tippy-toes trying to give him a high five, but he keeps pulling his hand up higher and higher. I remember him doing that with me when I was younger, and he looked so tall from where I was. Then again, he is still extremely tall, seven feet, now. I can tell how much they admire him, and I can tell by his face how much he enjoys them.

"Renesmee!" Emily says loudly, as she holds her arms out for a hug. "You look so beautiful, as always."

I pull her into a tight hug, and I smile brightly at her. "Why thank you, you look gorgeous." The scar on her face has always been interesting to me, and when I learned how it happened a few years ago I became even more interested in it. I know that Sam is reminded of the awful moment when he lost his anger every time he looks at her, and I can't imagine how tough it is for him.

"Ness, I've missed you!" Claire yells excitedly, and pulls me into a hug. "We have so much to talk about!" Her long, dark hair falls halfway down her stomach, and her bangs are pulled back by a headband.

Maybe I can tell her about my feelings toward Jacob, but what if she doesn't understand? He is supposed to be my best friend only. Right? Then what can explain all of the electricity shocks? I try to push those thoughts aside as I look at one of my other best friends, "I know we do! I've missed you!"

"I'm glad my brother got into his senses, and invited you here." Rachel tells me, as she pulls me into a hug. "It's always a lot of fun with you here. Plus, it's more hands in the kitchen."

I laugh, and hug Jacob's sister tightly. Over the years she and Emily have been like my mom's away from home. Not like they can replace my own mother, but they are always here to give me advice. "I'm ready to help."

"Great, then maybe I can babysit the kids instead of cooking," Leah adds sarcastically, as she makes her way for me. I know that Leah wasn't very fond of me when I was born, and she isn't completely 'best friends' with me yet, but I'm just glad that she is trying. "Good to see you, Nessie."

Kim, who met Jared at high school, pushes her way through the girls to get to me. "I'm so glad you are here, Renesmee." She hugs me tightly, "We really have to get back to cooking if we want the dinner to be ready in three hours."

"I'm going to go help the guys get everything ready," Jacob says, as he walks over to me. "You are okay with cooking with the girls, right?" I nod, and he smiles. "Alright, well I will be over at the beach if you need me." He kisses me on the top of the head, and then leaves the room, looking over his shoulder one last time before he leaves.

"The food isn't going to cook itself! Let's go girls," Emily says, as she leads us into the kitchen, and tosses me an apron. "Bonfire is in three hours."

I tie the apron around my neck, as I try to understand of the feeling I just felt when Jake kissed me on the forehead again.