One reviewer asked if Edward was in love with Jacob and I thought I would let them know that at no point througout this plot with Edward be in love with Jacob. Bella and Edward, without ruining the plot, will be together at the end of this story.

Disclaimer: Neither these characters, nor the Twilight series belong to me, the belong to Stephanie Meyer, they merely fulfill the sordid fantasies of my plot bunnies.

I hope you enjoy this latest installment.

'... can't stand to look at you. You make me sick.' The cold, controlled fury in his voice was terrifying. His liquid topaz eyes, usually so warm and loving were almost shooting lightning bolts of rage at Jacob, who took it without flinching, there was crackle of tension as they glared at each other. Both emanated such intense power as Edward narrowed his eyes and stared up into Jacob's face, their muscles tensed and ready to spring.

Eventually Jacob broke the silence by peeling Renesme off him and left without a backwards glance. Once out of sight I sensed the slight shift as he became a wolf and ran off into the forest. Renesme remained a second longer before barrelling off in the direction of the cottage, waves of rage emanating from her. I was struck by the force of her anger as I watched her run out of sight. Finally I turned to my husband.

'Edward, what has gotten into you?'I asked. The rest of my family had gathered but were studiously ignoring the spectacle. I knew they were listening, though. 'Actually, don't answer that.' I grabbed his hand and gently lead him back to the cottage. I longed to break the silence as we walked, but I couldn't as I didn't want the rest of our family to hear. This was what Alice had foreseen, I was certain.

I could hear Renesme sobbing in her room, the sound of it made me want to run to her, soothe her and try to take away her pain, but I knew how a broken heart felt and there wasn't a lot you could do for the pain and I didn't want to her to follow in my almost suicidal footsteps. I remembered how it had felt to be abandoned by the one you adored and this time it wasn't even his fault, it was an overprotective father.

I looked at Edward, who was avoiding my gaze and studied a painting just to the left of my head, which looked a bit like one of those Rorschach pictures and had been painted by Renesme (helped by Jacob) when she was a couple of days old (well she had been going through the terrible twos that day and enjoyed painting it). That painting took the place of years of photos, it was a pain that the myth of vampires not showing up on film was true or I would still be following my beloved daughter and husband around with a camera trying to capture their beauty and spirit.

'Why have you suddenly regressed when it comes to Jacob?' I asked gently, trying to understand the sudden change in his feelings. 'I really thought you were starting to get along.'

His shoulders tensed and he still didn't look at me.

'Edward.' I took a step closer to him, allowing my arms to drape loosely around his lean muscled frame. I allowed my head to rest against his chest. 'He makes her so happy, you know he does. Now really isn't the time to become an over-protective parent.'

His chin gently dropped to rest on my head and his perfect arms hung around me. 'I just have a bad feel... I don't know, it just doesn't feel right and now that she's growing up, I guess I don't want to let her go. However,' his voice hardened and his arms tightened around me, 'this does not mean I'm changing my position on her seeing him. In fact, I want him nowhere near her.' I shuddered at the tone of his voice, his protectiveness for Renesme even if I didn't agree with his view that she shouldn't see him.

'You can't stop her for seeing him.' I told him quietly. 'Especially if it ends like it did when you left me, with a Volturi intervention, and...' I stood on tiptoes to give him a kiss, 'I think we've seen enough of them,' another kiss, 'to last us a lifetime' I kissed him again. 'Even one as long as ours.' I sealed it with one more kiss and hope he would understand what I was saying.

He disengaged himself from me and gave me a kiss on the forehead before walking to our room. I paused for a second, marvelling at the grace with which he moved and the way he fitted the jeans he was wearing, the way the gently hugged his... No, now wasn't the time to be thinking about that.

I went to my daughter's room. She hadn't locked the door which seemed like a good sign. As I opened it and stepped into her room a wooden horse, painstakingly painted, flew past my ear, dodging that I failed to see the carriage which followed and hit me smack bang on the nose. I squealed in pain.

'Renesme!' My voice was sharp with pain. 'That wasn't nice.'

'Sorry, mother.' Her tone was petulant. I accepted the apology gracefully.

'I have talked to your father,' I told her, joining her on the soft bed, slipping slightly on the pink silk duvet. 'I'm sure he'll let you see Jacob soon, I think he just wants to spend more time with you or something.' I hugged her close.

Renesme shook out of my embrace muttering something that sounded suspiciously close to 'Everyone lies.'

'Renesme, you will see Jacob soon, I promise.'

'Well if I don't within the next week I'm going to give father an afro. That'll teach him for being so controlling.' She muttered darkly, anger tinging her voice and filling the room. I shuddered at the thought of Edward's perfect hair being abused in such a callous manner.

'Come on Nessie,' I shuddered slightly using that pet name, Jacob loved it and I absolutely despised it, hoping it would put her in a better mood. 'He still loves you, they both do, they just have to learn to share you. They'll work out their difficulties eventually.'

She had flinched at the use of the pet name, but the feeling in the room softened slightly.

'I guess.' She muttered uncertainly.

'Good girl.' I kissed her forehead gently and left the room.

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