Disclaimer: Characters belong to Stephanie Meyer and the Poem is William Blake.

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Chapter 5: Tiger, tiger

Tiger, tiger, burning bright.

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies

Burnt the fire of thine eyes?

On what wings dare he aspire?

What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what should and what are

Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,

What dread hand and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?

In what furnace was thy brain?

What the anvil? What dread grasp

Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,

And water'd heaven with their tears,

Did he smile His work to see?

Did He who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

--William Blake

Alice and I sat thinking in my room, each lost in our own thoughts. Alice said nonchalantly, "Jacob is outside he will be up here in 17 seconds."

"I guess he has become a permanent member of your visions then?" I smiled as she nodded and rolled her eyes.

"I guess so." she seemed more pleased with herself than irritated. She stood up and opened the door as Jacob was about to knock, "Hey Jake, she's in here, waiting for you." She slapped him on the back with a growl, "Go get her tiger" and gave him a knowing wink.

"What's with her?" Jacob said with a curious look in Alice's direction. I shrugged and bounded off the bed and up into his waiting arms. His delectable scent filled my room. Alice had taken to dressing him as well, I was delighted to see him in designer jeans and a thin tight black T-shirt. I wrapped my tiny arms around his huge neck and hugged him as tight as I could manage, he smelled delicious, "Easy Nessie, what's up with you? I saw you take off after talking with Bella and Edward, oh sorry, your parents. Seth said that he saw you, uh on the beach, um... naked," his dark skin flushed crimson as he was envisioning what Seth must have seen. A snicker escaped as I thought to myself that I could be asking him the same thing... I tried to disguise my thoughts. He was truly handsome. I paid no attention to his embarrassment, only the way that it made him so much more appealing to my senses, the way the blood rushed under his tantalizingly smooth skin. "Nessie, I'm talking to you," he said with a boyish laugh snapping his fingers in front of my vision.

"Oh, yeah right, didn't my parents talk to you?" I stammered trying to push my strange new thoughts about how delicious Jacob looked out of my mind.

"Oh, no, I didn't come back after you left, I figured that it hadn't gone well and I honestly thought that I would rather hear whatever Alice saw from you rather than Bella, err... your mom. So what's up kid? Buddy, ol' pal," he mused, "What did the evil little fortune cookie have to say this time?" I laughed at his carefree outlook of the situation and at his rendition of Alice.

"Chinese food does sound good, you up for some take out?" I suggested, avoiding answering his questions about Alice's visions. Food was one of the things that Jacob and I could share that didn't involve anyone else. It was kind of our thing since the smell of human food was a disgusting aroma for the rest of the family. I smiled as I thought about the reason that I eat human food, Jacob.

"You know me, I'll eat anything, well... I guess I can't really say that around here, but you know what I mean," I scoffed at his remark, but quickly smiled to show that I too thought it was funny. He smiled back, his obsidian eyes shimmered when he laughed, shooting me a quick wink. I was becoming aware of how much I enjoyed the human aspects that we shared.

Jacob pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and scrolled down finding the number of our favorite Chinese place, well actually the only Chinese place in forks. He quickly spat out our usual order of way too much food for two people and snapped his phone shut. "So about that vision..." his voice was husky and lingered in my ears, much like how mine had in his mind when I was reliving the vision. I smiled at this realization, but tried to hide my grin as a brought myself sharply back to reality, what the hell was I going to tell him?

"Umm...," I felt strangely awkward, a new emotion for me around Jacob. I could feel the blood rushing hot to my cheeks, knowing that soon it would have the same effect on him as it did on me. I decided on honesty, it is what I would have expected from him, "Jacob, you know that I love you right?" OK, so maybe not the best way to start things out, but hey, no turning back now. I saw the fear begin to stir in his eyes as he nodded. "Alice had a vision early this morning, about you...," I trailed off, "and me."

"Oh," his eyes fell away from mine. His fear was heavy, so heavy that I could smell it in the air and it made me even more uncomfortable. And then a realization took place and a new expression of surprise glided across his strikingly handsome face, "Wait, about me? How can Alice have a vision about me? I thought I was her own personal black hole?" His shock was comforting. I smiled at his initial response, it was buying me time.

"I don't know, none of us do. Alice is really flustered by it, but she seems to be happy to have found away around your usual enigma. Being able to see possible futures is her lively hood and between you and me, I think your ability to out maneuver her was really starting to piss her off," I stated with a smart and wicked smile. I could tell Jacob anything. He seemed pleased by my response.

"Nessie, what was her vision about?" Damn it, back to reality. My eyes lifted meeting his, those beautiful deep dark chasms. It was my turn to shrink away in fear. I didn't know what to expect. I ran through a million different ways to say the same thing in my head, none of them sounded right. "Nessie...," he pressured with a commanding voice that fell like a thin layer of satin all over my skin.

"Jacob, I don't know how to say this, because its so embarrassing," I laughed trying to hide my mortification at having to actually verbalize the words, his eyes implored me to continue, I took a deep breath and blurted out in one hasty sentence, "Alice had a vision of us having sex and my parents told me about the imprinting." His heart actually stopped beating, I heard it pause, mid-beat. He stopped breathing and all of the color drained from his face, he almost looked like, like a vampire. I couldn't imagine the feelings that were racing through his mind. I just stood still, not human still, but vampire still, my breathing stopped and my heart hesitated to ever beat again. What was he thinking? I heard him gulp and his heart starting beating again and his breathing continued, but his color did not return. It seemed like an eternity of us just staring at each other, neither of us knowing what to say.

Ding-Dong

--The doorbell, the Chinese food. I sighed, Jacob bounded down the stairs, I started breathing again. I heard him pay the delivery boy muttering a thank you. Jacob came back up stairs, Chinese food in hand. I looked up with a shy smile. He set the food down and grabbed me up, I felt like a little girl again in his arms, "Oh Nessie, what are we going to do with each other?" Relieved by his casual air, things returned to normal as we ravaged the food. We briefly exchanged glances as we ate, smiling and laughing with full mouths and half choking on our food. As we finished I began to gather the plates and the empty little white boxes, "Jacob," I said with a serious tone in my voice, "Why didn't you tell me?" I watched the shame drench him to the chore. It saddened me to watch his head drop and his chest weaken under the blow that I had just delivered. I set down the plates and little white boxes.

"Nessie, I, I...," I saw the tears, the delicious tears begin to well up in his eyes, his night sky eyes and his teardrops reflected the light like a million stars sparkling down at me from heaven above. He composed himself long enough to utter the words in a whisper, "I love you too much and I didn't want you to think that you didn't have a choice. I want you to chose me because you love me, not because you have to." I was stunned, the everlasting love that I felt for him was painful. How could I live or breath or exist without his love? My anger dissipated like steam into arctic air. I flung myself into his arm and crushed myself against his fiery chest.

"Jacob Black," I tore myself back far enough to see his beautiful and adoring face, "I love you more than anything in the world. How could you think that I would chose anyone but you?" I smacked him playfully in the face and snuggled my cheek against his. I had never felt so alive in my life. Our heat radiated together, as one. He slowly set me down on the bed, kneeling at my feet. I gently stroked the side of his face as he gazed up into my eyes.

"Jacob!" Alice rushed up the stairs in a hysterical flurry, she slammed her tiny body through the door and ripped him away from me and out the door of my room. I lept to my feet, light headed from the Jacob induced swoon and rushed to follow them down the stairs, out the door and into the night air. All the commotion had brought my parents whipping wildly from their private cottage and out on to the front lawn with us. I was struggling to keep up with word vomit that was spilling from Alice's candy painted lips. Her eyes were nearly black, only traces of gold flecks remained.

"You can't, Jacob, you don't understand, you just can't!" Alice screamed in a frenzied horror. Jacob turned to me in bewilderment, "But why?" She shot back at Alice, snarling close to a rage. I could see his teeth bearing and his skin beginning to twitch. I felt my mother's icy hand reach for my shoulder and I heard myself scream as I saw Daddy lunge at Jacob in mid phase.

Torn from my view point outside by my mother who was volumes stronger than I would ever be, I fought viciously to break free from her grasp, but she held tight. I was surprised to see Jasper at my side, I could feel the polar chill of his hands on my shoulders and the pacifying effects of his emotional control threatening to knock me out cold.

"Thanks," I heard my mother say with a deep amount of gratitude seeping from her voice. Jasper only nodded and slipped outside. My mother grabbed my chin, making her face me, "Renesemee, everything is alright, please try to stay calm." Her words froze me. What was happening? Jacob, where was my Jacob? I could feel the sadness and fear rippling out from her, I grew tense. I ripped myself from her grip smashing the wall behind me in my wake. Before I could realize the level of my destruction, I flung myself out of control in a crashing, smashing wrath. The very walls of the house seemed to ache from my rage. The table and chairs fell victim to my tempest. My hands pressed hard into tiny fists, I could feel my nails slashing into the palms of my hands. The blood rushed down my wrist and I felt it flowing and pulsing in my brain pushing the reaction harder and harder. I lost all control. The last thing that I remember was Emmett, his body fell on top of mine nearly shattering in the wake, but he held fast pushing me hard against the ground, I could feel the carpet viciously assaulting my skin. And the blood, I could smell blood.