I know. I'm late. (Don't worry, RECAP bellow.) If you guys have been following me pretty closely, you guys would know I update every Thursday afternoon. But I have an excuse. (Don't we all?) :D

Well my internship ended, and that's where I took the time to write and update chapters (working there was a waste of time. I could have done them at home but my stupid computer didn't have Microsoft word. Thankfully I got my old pc connected and here I am, bringing you guys Chapter 13 : )

Okay so I got an anonymous review last chapter and I wanted to straighten some things up. Some one ranted that I had Renesmee all wrong. This person claimed that she was not "blonde" or anything near that.

Well I just wanted to point out that it's Patty who is blond. Not Nessie. And also that Bronze is definitely the color Ms. Meyer uses to describe her. I promise. Google it Bronze is like a dark red-ish blond which is like the color of Edward's hair. She also had Charlie's curls….so just wanted to straighten that out. :D

Before I continue, I of course want to thank you guys for the awesome reviews. I got a handful of awesome feedback and I can't stress how much they mean to me. To be honest I'm not sure when this fanfic will end. Some times I linger around the edges of what's to come but I guess we all must wait patiently: )

A QUICK RECAP TO REMIND YOU WHERE WE LEFT OFF:

-Edward lets Jacob see Nessie. (Finally)

-But Nessie sees Jacob with Patty!

-She's jealous and leaves.

-Jacob wants to get things straight with Ness. (Misunderstanding with the Patty thing. The imprint ECT.)

-Jacob goes and sees Ness and sneaks into her room.

-Edward is furious.

-But Bella gives Jacob her blessing and of course makes Edward back off.

-They kiss. More then once.

-Cute little turtles hatch.

-They watch.

Well, enjoy! & don't forget to REVIEW!

Chapter 13

Renesmee's P.O.V (I accidently did Renesmee's POV again. Jacobs next 3 )

Bliss was completely ruined when Jacobs's phone started going off.

"It's 4:03 and I can't sleep. Without you next to me, I toss and turn like the sea. If I drown tonight, bring me back to life…"

We both sighed in union as he unwrapped his arms from around me and answered. The missing warmth consumed me instantly.

He walked off a bit into the distance, obviously trying to find a bit of privacy.

"Hey Bella" I heard him answer into the receiver.

I instantly froze. I realized that I had completely forgotten about my mother and everyone else at home who was probably flipping out.

They knew I was with Jacob but knowing my Dad, he'd think the worst. Probably thinking I was getting laid or something...

Oh crap! My dad is going to be pissed. As if I needed this...

Guilt panged through me remembering that I hadn't even called my parents to tell them that I was going to be late.

"No she's perfectly fine. You know I'd never let anything happen to her." There was a pause. And he turned to look at me with a reassuring smile. He quickly looked away as my mother started speaking again.

"No we haven't -pause- Not yet."

What hadn't we done? What was he talking about? I closed in on my hearing hoping to hear what my mother was telling him.

"Well we kind of lost track of time—" he said.

"Ja-cob!" My mother complained, dividing his name into two syllables to highlight her annoyance. I struggled to not laugh. She always seemed to treat him with complete trust.

"It's been 6 hours! You'd think you guys would have talked a lot by now! I'm doing everything I can to distract Edward for you, you know."

I heard Jacob sigh. He brought his hand into his slick black hair and I licked my lips at the sight. May I say it was a very sexy sight.

Looking back I guess we did spend a lot time doing….nothing productive. Well productive to me. Oh yes, very much, I thought, as I relived our kiss. But maybe not to Daddy Cullen.

"So what have you guys been doing, huh?" My mother said with a slight of tease in her tone. I held my breath hoping Jake wouldn't tell her anything just yet. Not because I didn't want her to know. But because I wanted that kiss to be something that only Jake and I shared as a memory and thought. I smiled to myself just thinking about it, trying to push away the ghost of a tingle on my bottom lip where he bit it not too long ago.

"You better not be groping my daughter just yet, Jake."

At that moment I wished I hadn't been listening. Because at this point there was nothing I could do to hide the mortification that blossomed on my cheeks. I could feel my cheeks shade in color and I internally cursed my mother for passing me this famous characteristic of hers.

I quickly turned around hoping Jake didn't catch sight of me. If he saw me he would have known instantly I had been eaves dropping. I'm sure he wouldn't have minded but still…

As soon as my face was out of sight I heard his barking laughter behind me. Its delicious sound caught my attention quickly.

"Oh Bells. You sound like Renee when you say things like that." My mother giggled in agreement on the other line.

I instantly turned around and looked for him. His face was out in a full breath-taking smile as he talked to my mother. There was some sort of aura around him that made his free spirit so visible and admirable that I boasted with jealousy. For two reasons. Jake knew my moms mother. And I didnt. I didnt know that he knew her well, but it made me think of how big this bond Jacob and my mother share.

I also wondered how Jacob looked when he talked to me. I wasn't sure. But he sure seemed to rejoice when he talked to my mother. Once again I began to question my mother and my best friends' relationship.

I knew that they had always been very close. Looking back I can't remember a time when Jacob wasn't there. His presence was as natural as day and night.

Since he had always been around, I never actually questioned why. My eyebrows knitted in angst and I started to think this through thoroughly for the first time. Sure our families were both concepts out of fairy tale books, and sure the wolves and vamps were now friends because Jacob saved us all. Especially me. But then again, why me?

His skin color was shades darker then my families and I guess I never really questioned it. Never really had a reason too. Him being part of my family was so natural. And I couldn't imagine it any other way. I simply couldn't imagine being apart from Jake and I started to even feel bad for even imagining it.

My face fell into a frown.

Jacob must have noticed it from where he was because he was instantly at my side, his face pouring with guilt.

"I got to go Bells. She'll be back soon. Promise. Oh-Find some other way to tame Edward." And with that he shut his phone and threw it in his pocket, dismissing it as if it were nothing.

I felt his fingers cup my chin and bring my face up to look at him.

"What wrong, Ness.?" He asked

I looked into his eyes and my will broke. Again I remembered that we had to talk.

"Do you love me mom" I asked and even shocked myself by how bold it was.

"Of course I do" He responded as if I had asked what's 2+2. Clearly he didn't get it.

"Do you….Do you love my mother…romantically."

Jacobs face instantly fell and my stomach twisted as I realized that he was confirming my theory.

He quickly collected himself and shook his head. He sighed and I inhaled in trying to ignore the fact that I was instantly relieved. I starred at his face and noticed the strains around his eyes. I knew Jake would never lie to me. But I knew he wasn't telling me the whole truth either.

"I see the way you look at her Jacob. Did you…use to love her?

Jacob's eyes slowly closed and as he repopened then seconds later he muttered something about 'I knew this would happen someday' under his breath.

Moments passed in silence and my knees began to tremble. Because I already knew the answer. The silence was screaming the truth at me.

My Jacob loved/or had loved my Mother, once upon a time.

I closed my eyes letting the truth sink in. Everything about me felt shaky and unstable. These past few days my emotions have been all over the place. I secretly wondered how much more I could take.

But this…this hurt.

My eyes fell to the ground again. I couldn't help it. I couldn't look at him.

How far had he gone with her? Had he kissed her? Had they been together? Had they had SEX?

My mind reeled so much that I almost didn't hear his whisper.

"I did." My eyes closed and I let the heavy feeling sink in.

"A long time ago. Before you. Before him." By him I assumed he was talking about my father. I then realized that he much have loved her since they were kids if that were true.

It was silent again and then I felt his warm fingers pulling my face up again. I tried but I refused to open my eyes. I felt his fingers drift over my cheeks and I blushed all the way to my toes. He pushed a lock of hair behind my ear and leaned into my ear.

I found myself paralyzed in pain.

"Ness. That was then. I was a kid. I didn't know what I want. I thought she was it but I was so wrong. I was stubborn and immature about Bella and Edward at the time but then you came along and that didn't matter. You made everything better—"

If it were possible I would have vomit then and there. His words weren't making sense and the only thing I could put together was that the only reason he had been so bonded to me was because of who I was.

I was Bella's child. If Jacob had loved her…then he probably would have wanted her kids. Could I be….some sort of sick replacement of that? Was he after me because I was maybe some part of….her?

Sadness and bitterness began to hurricane inside me because I admired my mother so much. But then again was I just not as good as her. Was I not enough. I relished in the feeling of his hand on my face. But why did this feel so right to me then?

I opened my eyes, thankful that the tears weren't slipping yet.

Jacob looked at me conflicted as if he were trying to figure me out. Was I right?

"Jacob, why are you here? Why are you here with me as if you're going to give us a chance. You're my best friend Jacob" I wondered if I could call him that after everything.

He then leaned in and kissed me. I still couldnt move but his lips were leaving my thoughts to evaporate. But they couldnt disappear completely. This was too much. He was...consuming me. But the truth was crushing me. I cant be his love game. I pulled away.

"Tell me the truth. What am I to you?" I demanded. But as stern as I wanted to sound my voice cracked at the end.

Jacobs face became a slide show of different emotions. I held my breath the whole time.

Finally he sighed and let his hand fall from my face. My body cried out instantly from the absence from him but just when I was about to hold onto him when his hands reached out for mine and he locked our fingers together, making every single muscle in my body relax.

"Ness" He whispered. But I was so atoned to him it was like he wasn't.

"Do you believe in soul mates?" I gasped at his question and looked at his face. I was searching to find out where the hell this was coming from. But his eyes were long gone. They were looking at me but it was as if he was seeing something else…something far from here.

Soul mates!…I never really thought about it. But then a flash of my mother and father came to my mind. The way they complimented each other and the way they orbited around each others body as if they are there center. It was as if they were made for each other. Even if they had been made almost 100 years apart.

These flashes reminded me of my Aunt Alice and my Uncle Jasper. I smiled remembering there story. Aunt Alice had been waiting for him. She knew she was his future before he even met her. She was his comfort, his happy high. Aunt Alice kept him sane from the pain. And to me that was love. They were soul mates too.

I thought about Aunt Emmet and Aunt Rosalie. Rosalie and I were close so she shared a lot of her stories. She said she had saved him from a bear. He was practically almost dead when she found him. And when he looked into her bright yellow eyes, his body limp and bloody, he had muttered something about her being his angel. He was enough for her. He gave her everything he could. Sure he annoyed the hell out of her sometimes but as twisted as it sounds, she liked it. He satisfied the need of having a child of her own. Emmet could be such a kid sometimes and she loved to take care of him. He made her laugh and they loved each other as husband and wife, but they meant more to each other then what meets the eye. It was fate. It was always supposed to be them in this life they were forced upon.

Grandpa Carlisle and Grandma Esme were especially perfect together. He was compassionate and she was so loving. Together they are such a force of nature and the loving vibes that radiate from them just draw you in. They loved to cook together and made Jake try the food out. They read and always seeked out the best for their children. Together they just make everything better. I couldn't imagine it anyway. There couldn't be Grandpa Carlisle without Grandma Esme right next to him.

If I could have something like that, ever, I would take it in a heartbeat.

I breathed in deep. My voice was shaky and light.

"Yes, Jacob. I do."

He nodded as if he already knew that I did. I tried to see where this was going but I was coming out short. So I nodded once, persuading him to continue.

"We wolves are designed to be strong. We are made to protect those around us and to fulfill our duty for as long as we can. To protect humans and those we care about." He looked at me deeply when he said that.

"But our duty must end at some point. And this life that we have must be passed to some one who we know could be strong enough for it."

He paused and was a silent before he continued.

"Some werewolves can imprint."

I tried to understand what he meant by the word 'imprint', but the only thing that would ring bells are from those articles I read long ago with Grandpa Carlisle. As far as I knew, imprinting is something that happens in order for baby ducks to recognize their mother.

My forehead wrinkled because yet again, I have no idea how this applies to this whole thing.

But I waited patiently anyway.

"If we imprint. Well-It's on a girl. A girl we are supposed to be with for the rest of our lives."

His hands squeezed my briefly and now my heart is racing.

"The imprint just knows when we find that person who benefits us completely. The imprint bond is what helps two souls find one another. And in time—they have to have….babies. Babies that will someday grow and fulfill the role of our duties. In other words it's the packs responsibility to mate, to give the werewolf gene to the next generation."

My stomach turned yet again. I didn't know how I felt about what Jacob was confessing to me but that just sounded sick.

"So the werewolves imprint on helpless girls just so they could have the puppies?" I asked and it took him a seconf before he could visibly flinch at my blunt question/accusation.

I instantly felt bad.

"I didn't mean it that way—"

"No. It's okay." He said. His hands began to clench and unclench around my own. Jacob looked uncomfortable and I had no idea why. It was as if he had something big to confess. Somethinf bigger then loving my mom.

And then it hit me. Jacob had imprinted on my mom. I couldn't think of anything else. But mom was married! And I was her daughter…I was the best he could do considering I was her daughter.

I instantly pulled my hands from Jacobs and took a step back. Suddenly the world seemed colder and I didn't understand why I felt so betrayed. If I had wondered whether I was good enough or not, this had been the answer. I wasn't. This was all some illusion I had in my head. And maybe it all had been body chemistry but nothing more. I was nothing more.

Jacob looked shocked but his face crumbled. He shook his head in unbelief and the tears started to stream down my face. They reminded me of the flooding in my chest that was leaving breathless. How could he do this to me.

"How could you Jacob? How could you do this to me"

He took a step forward trying to reach me, but I forced to take a step back.

"Ness. I'm sorry! I'm sorry that you got dragged into this. But I couldn't help it…" his voice trailed on as he starred at me.

I was flabbagastered. HE COULDN'T HELP IT? He just had to screw me over then.

I felt stupid. As much as I wanted him to be mine and as much as I wanted to prove to him I could be women, I had never felt more naïve.

"So you couldn't help it, huh" My voice cracked and a sob escaped from my throat. I brought my hands up to my face trying to hide my cries

Once again Jacob looked torn. He looked like he wanted nothing more then to embrace me but we both knew that it was the wrong thing to do now.

He sighed in defeat. But my stomach turned and I didn't know if I was going to vomit.

"I didn't have a choice, Ness. I saw you. And then you were everything."

Something must have changed his mind then because suddenly he ran to me and stole my personal space. He was right against me.

"Ness, your everything. I tried to deny it for so long. But you're my life. We were made for each other. Not just to have…pups…but because I complete you and you complete me. We're best friends Nessie. You're my IMPRINT. And it breaks my heart to know that you think I've stolen your free will…I'm sorry I couldn't help it—"

But I wasn't listening anymore. In my head 'You're my imprint' was being repeated over and over again.

My feet felt like they were sinking into the sand.

I. Was. His. Imprint?

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