A/N: Hey guys I'm finally back! I'm so sorry that it was such a long break, but I hope that I can post a new chapter tomorrow! I hope that you enjoy this chapter, and thank you for everyone is sticking with this story! Please review! (: (disclaimer: I am not stephenie meyer, and I don't own the characters)

"Imprinting?" I manage to whisper softly, as I try to catch my breath. Why in the world would he bring whatever that is now? I mean, we just kissed! My head is still spinning, and I can hear our hearts beating rapidly. I didn't realize how much that I have wanted to kiss him until a few minutes ago and now he is trying to quiz me on vocabulary?

A small chuckle comes from his mouth, and he grabs my hand that is resting on his cheek. I can feel a blush erupt on my face, as I realize I let him listen to all of my thoughts. A smile tugs at his lips as he removes my hand from his face, "Don't worry, I've wanted to kiss you for a while now, too. I've mentioned imprinting because it is a reason why we are feeling these things."

"Don't you mean hormones?" I blurt out, and immediately I want to take back the words I just said. My parents have mentioned hormones before, but I've never heard of imprinting. I try to remember the awkward conversation that I had with my parents, but I can't remember the word imprinting.

He laughs lightly, and keeps his eyes focused on mine. Right now he looks happier than I have ever seen him, and it brings a smile to my face. "Hormones are a part of it, I guess. But imprinting is the major thing. Do you have any idea of what imprinting is?" I just shake my head, and let him continue. "Well, it happens with us wolves. A way some describe it is like love at first sight, but it's much, much stronger than that. It's like when you first see them, gravity isn't holding you to the earth anymore. They are. You would do anything for that person."

"How does that have to deal with us, Jake? I've known you for my whole life, and just recently I've been feeling this way." I explain to him, as the rest of the pack 'oohs' and 'ahhs' at the fireworks that are exploding over our heads. It's hard to talk over the sound of them, but Jacob looks like he needs to tell me now.

"Well, the relationship first starts out like a brother and sister bond, then a protector, and then it is a best friend feeling. Later down the line if the imprinted person wants it to become a romantic relationship then it evolves into that. It's all up to the imprinted, and the person who imprinted on them is happy with whatever." He explains to me slowly.

Is that why Emily and Sam, Claire and Quil, and all of the other couples in the pack always looks so happy when they are with each other? That explains why whenever they are together it seems like nothing else matters. "So you imprinted on me?"

"Yes," He says, and I can see uncertainty in his eyes as he searches my own. When I don't reply to him after a few seconds, he lets go of my hands and scrunches his eyebrows. "That doesn't mean you have to love me, Renesmee. I don't want you to feel that you have to feel that way. I shouldn't have kissed you without talking to you about what you wanted first. All I want is for you to be happy, but I just –."

Feeling my own courage bubbling up inside me, I lean forward and press my lips softly on his. It isn't rushed, instead it is comforting. Almost as quick as the kiss started, it ends and I look at him directly in his eyes. "Jacob, calm down. I am in love with you, and nothing you do can ever change that. I am just so relieved that this won't hurt our friendship because of this bond that we have. I'm glad that this answers the reasons why I've been so confused with my feelings for you. Don't regret kissing me, because I don't regret kissing you."

"I love you," He tells me, as he wraps his arms around me and pulls me into his embrace. I rest my head on his warm chest, as I look up into the sky. The fireworks are still bursting in the sky, and I can feel the rumble when they explode. Jacob's lips press softly against the top of my head, as I wrap my arms around his waist.

I try to focus on how beautiful the sky is, but how can I when everything just happened? Every time new fireworks explode in the sky, Jacob's arms wrap tighter around me. He imprinted on me. I know that we are going to talk about it more in the future, but I can't help my thinking about it. Ever since I was born he knew that we were going to be sharing a bond that is hard to describe. He said that I am the thing that holds him to earth, and it makes me relieved. He cares about me as much as I care about him. We both love each other. Suddenly, a thought enters my mind, and when it does it makes me tense up.

Would he still love me even if he never imprinted on me? Would I still love him? Is the only reason that I feel feelings for him, is because I have to? This imprinting bond seems strong, so did it give me all of these emotions? The only reason he stayed with my family and I is because he imprinted on me. Did he even want to stay with us? He could be happy here with his family and friends, but because of this bond he is stuck with me.

"Renesmee, what's wrong?" Jacob's strong, deep voice pulls me into reality. I can tell that he felt me tense up underneath his arms, and I know that I won't be able to hide the fact that I'm stressing from him.

I look away from him and to the ocean that is glistening from the moon and the fireworks. The waves crash against the sand, and the warm water washes up against my legs. Maybe I am just over reacting. Maybe it's just all of the feelings, fireworks, and everything combined. As I try to convince myself I'm just making it up, the thought still nags me at the back of my head. Knowing that I will have to ask him this sooner or later, I take a deep breath and then ask, "Would you still love me if you never imprinted on me?"

Silence. I'm not expecting an answer right away, since the question was so out of the blue for him. Heck, I don't even know how to answer the question and I've been thinking about it. Jacob's arms pull me in closer to him, as he thinks about the question that I have just asked. I let my eyelids close, as Jacob's warmth brings me comfort. It's been a long and confusing day, and I don't know if I'm emotionally ready for his answer. What could be the worse response I could get from him? If he told me that he would still love me then would we accept the answer? If he told me no then what would we do then? It's not like we can change the fact he imprinted on me. The only answer that I think would be right for the question is an 'I don't know', because honestly we don't know and we never will know. All we know is we both love each other, even if it is only because of the imprinting.

"I don't know," Jacob finally says his voice tight and soft. "I would like to think I would still love you, and that imprinting only adds more emotions. The truth is that I can't give you an answer for that, Renesmee. It's as if I asked you if you would still love me. There is no way that you could possibly know. I do know a few things, though. I know that you are the most incredible person that I have ever met. I know that your happiness and joy brings my own, and I can't bear to see you sad or upset. You love everyone around you, even when it is difficult, and I admire you for that. You stick up for your family and friends, and you can sometimes be very stubborn when things don't go the way you had hoped. I am so proud of the woman that you have grown to be, and I can't imagine falling in love with anyone else but you."

I don't realize that I am crying until Jacob uses his thumb to wipe away my tears that are streaking down my face. I don't know how I could have ever doubted that Jacob loved me. "You don't know how much that means to me," I say through my tears, as I bury my face into his chest. "I love you so much. I don't care if we never know if we would have been together if you didn't imprint on me, because you did. We can't keep saying what-if and getting ourselves worked up. I'm so happy that you imprinted on me because that means I am never going to lose you. I can't lose you, Jacob."

"You are never going to lose me," Jacob says, more power behind his voice than a few minutes ago. "I love you."

"I love you, Jacob. I love every little thing about you. I love how you become happier when you are with your family and friends, I love how you are always here for me, and I love all of your little quirks. You have stuck with me since I can remember, and I love you for that." I say softly, as my tears lightly fall onto his chest, causing his gray shirt to become wet. He rocks me back in forth in his strong arms, until I stop crying.

Jacob stops rocking me, and then with a hand he grabs my chin and pulls my face up to meet his. He leans in close to me, only about an inch away from my face, and he smiles, "I love you." He closes the distance, as he places his lips onto mine. I let go of his waist, and then I place my hands on his neck as he places his hands on my sides. His touch still gives me sparks. He lifts me up so I am sitting on his lap, and then he deepens the kiss. My fingers play with the ends of his hair that stop halfway down his neck, and he pulls me closer to him. It's pure bliss kissing him. It's like something that I have never felt before, and it makes me happy. He makes me happy.

"Happy fourth of July," He whispers as our kiss ends a few minutes later, his breath tickles my face. His forehead is pressed against mine, and he is smiling widely. His lips are slightly red, and I can only imagine mine are, too. Up above us the sky is calm, and the fireworks have stopped. I glance over to the spot of the beach where the rest of the pack were, and it's empty. I blush immediately as I realize that they must have seen us kissing. "Don't worry; they are used to this sort of thing," Jacob tells me reassuringly.

I know that I didn't let him in on my thoughts this time, and that he must have figured it out on his own. We can read each other so easily just by body language and what we say, and we have a bond that is too strong for anyone to break. He will always be there for me, and the thought brings a smile to my face. "I love you, Jacob."