Chapter 12

Hypocrites

Nessie's POV

I grab Jacob's hand and tow him behind me toward the small kitchen in the cottage. He follows me easily and settles down into a chair by the counter. I poke around the kitchen until I find some food, which is only kept around the house for the wolves, and an occasional snack for myself.

I set the food down on the counter beside Jake, and sit next to him.

We eat in a comfortable silence, but I can tell Jacob is still tired. He looks tired, but he also keeps yawning, and I feel bad for him. Tomorrow he'll have to get up early too because the Denali's will be here in the morning.

"Nessie what are we going to tell them?" I assume he's asking about Carmen, Elezar, Tanya, Kate, and Garret.

"What we know." I say, matter of fact.

He's finished eating and I grab the dishes and take them over to the sink.

"I just feel like we're so in the dark you know?"

I sigh, desperately wanting to change the subject, because really, if I am going to die in two weeks I want to have some fun! As I rinse out the last plate I take the sink faucet, which extends from the sink thanks to a flexible hose for 'a greater cleaning experience,' and I spray Jacob with it.

His expression is priceless. For about three seconds he just stays frozen with a shocked expression on his face, then he gets a devious smile, and I start to laugh.

"Nessie… what was that for?" His tone is playful, and he's making his way over to the sink by me.

I'm laughing extremely hard now, because his hair is dripping and he's failing to keep a furious expression on his face.

"You were being to serious," I explain when I catch my breath.

"Oh really? Well you know what? I think I'm done with serious for a while."

"Good." I say with a triumphant smile.

He smile back at me, but it's a sneaky smile, and I know what he's planning a second later. Unfortunately I'm powerless to stop it as he grabs the sink attachment out of my hands and turns on the water.

He wraps his arm around my waist, locking my body to his and, despite my struggles, he holds me under the stream of running water for a full thirty seconds.

When he finally shuts it off I'm soaked, he's soaked, and the floor's soaked too.

On the bright side, he's smiling and laughing with me. Definitely worth it.

"Payback," He says by way of explanation.

I just shrug. My clothes are dripping and he's still holding me to his waist, his arms tight around me, refusing to let me move away. Not that I would anyway.

"That was fun." I can't help but smile.

"That's true, however now you have to clean this up." He's gesturing at the huge water puddle on the floor.

"I have to clean it up?" I ask, in mock outrage.

"Yes you have to clean it up! You started it!"

"Did not."

"Did too."

"I did not!"

"Shall we check the secret camera your father had installed?"

I laugh, but I was a little surprised when he left me alone here in the house with Jacob for a night, so honestly hidden cameras wouldn't shock me.

"I guess I'll take your word for it." I smile, while glancing at the clock.

"It'll probably take me a while to clean this up. Do you need to check with the pack? Who's on patrol right now?"

"Should still be Quil and Seth, but I should probably go check in, and find some dry clothes.

"Yeah. You're welcome to a shower here if you want." It's the thought that counts right?

"Nessie you don't have a shower in here."

"Oh well, I was offering on principal. Besides you can shower in the main house. That's what I have to do."

"I know. Maybe later. I'll be back in a little while ok?"

"Sure, sure." He smiles at me, and makes no move toward the door. "What?" I ask, feeling self conscious under his eyes.

"That's my saying. I like it better when you say it though." He says giving me a quick peck on the lips and heading for the door.

I smile, but quickly turn my attention to the floor.

Though we don't have a shower in the cottage we do have a bathroom, so there are towels. I head to grab some and begin wiping up the huge water mess Jake and I managed to make.

It takes a while for me to wipe up the water mess, but I finally finish my task and stand up. The floor looks good and I take the towels toward a hamper, where they'll be washed-at some point.

Then I head to my room to change into some dry clothes. While I'm picking apart my closet for something comfortable to wear I give up and decide that since it's ten o'clock I will just put on some pajamas.

I grab an oversized t-shirt and some sweat pants and head to the bathroom. I discard my sopping wet clothes into the corner of the bathroom, and pull on my dry clothes.

My hair, however, is another story. It's wet and tangled, thanks to my struggling, and I have to yank a brush through it at least thirty times before it improves just the littlest bit. By the time I do get my hair brushed out it's not dripping, and after I wring it out with a towel one last time it's good to go.

Once I'm ready for bed I go into my room and curl up on my bed with a collection of Jane Austen works that my mom loves. I start off with Sense and Sensibility, but I only get a few pages in…

I wake up when I feel Jacob trying to cover me up. He must have turned out the lights, because it's now completely dark in the house and I know I didn't do any of that.

"Jacob?" My voice is a sleepy mumble.

"It's ok Ness go back to sleep." He's tucking me under the covers and I smile, though he can't see it.

"I'm not tired," I mumble-again.

He chuckles silently, "Sure you aren't Nessie." He's still whispering but I can tell he's smiling.

"Ok. I am."

"I know you are. Good night." He kisses my forehead and turns to leave.

I frown. "Stay." He freezes, motionlessly standing in my room. "Please."

"Nessie I can't go back to sleep, I'll be here in the morning."

I know he's thinking of sleeping on the couch but tonight I need him here with me.

"Please Jacob? For me?"

He sighs, because he can't deny me what I want. And I don't just want him to stay; I need him to.

"Nessie, you're father will kill me-clause or no clause."

I smile, because if he's contemplating consequences then I know I've won.

"No he won't. Besides, he'll be able to see that it was my idea. And we're not doing anything wrong."

He's still standing by the door.

"Jacob…" I sound like a whiny two year old, but when I stretch my hand out for him he takes it. "I'm too tired to get up. Just… please stay. I need you close tonight. Besides my parents can't get mad at you." I say with a smug smile-silently thanking Alice for the gossip that she probably knew I'd need.

"Why's that?" He asks skeptically, but still holding my hand.

"Because they did it first. I'll blame them. Dad-according to Alice-used to defy Charlie every night to sneak in mom's window. At least they know you're here. If they say anything they're major hypocrites." I say, pulling him a little closer. "Please? Come willingly, I really don't want to get up."

"Fine," He says with a sigh. "But I'm blaming you if we get in trouble."

"I've got it covered." I assure him with a smile, as he lays down beside me on the bed.

"Are you happy now?" He sounds irritated, but I know he's faking.

"Very much so. Aren't you? You don't have to sleep on that awful couch."

He chuckles silently. I wrap my arms around him and pull him closer. For the time being this is perfect.

I give him a slow, soft kiss, and when I pull back I whisper, "Good night Jacob."

And when he says "Good night Renesmee." I know how I want to spend the rest of my life.

Hey! I hope you all thought that was as cute as I did. :) Water fight! But anyways, this was mostly fluff, but I love fluff and I hated the idea of leaving a gap, so I filled it. Let me know what you think! And oh, we'll have to see what the parents say... they we're being bad examples for their future child, but how could they know? Have to wait and see what they think. Ooh, and we learned that Nessie, like her mother, enjoys reading Jane Austen (even if she did fall asleep). Anyways, hope you'll keep reading and reviewing.

Thanks,

R&R