The characters in this story are from my favorite books, the Twilight Series, by the talented Stephenie Myers, and her copy write of the characters is implied.

Chapter 23: Unexpected Visitor

We made it to Port Angeles in 30 minutes. The top speed I reached with the car was 120, but since I don't read minds or predict the future, I slowed down to 80 most of the way. Jake continued to distract me with kisses, ear nibbles, and rubbing his hand up my thigh, but I did not complain at all this time. I was getting used to driving pretty well, even with his best distractions.

"What would you like to eat?" I asked, "Chinese, Italian, Deli, or a Diner."

"How does Italian sound to you," Jacob replied.

"OK, tell me which way to head."

"Just up here on the right, is a little restaurant your Mom told me about. She said that she had fantastic Mushroom Ravioli here when she was human still. It's called La Bella Italia," Jacob replied.

I found a spot right in front of the restaurant, and luckily there was enough room so that I did not have to parallel park. It was a pretty little restaurant, both rustic and quaint. Jacob grabbed my hand and kissed it, before we both got out of the car to walk into the restaurant.

The hostess led us to a table in the center of the restaurant, and had our waitress come over quickly to take our orders.

"Hello, my name is Jessica; I'll be your server today. Can I get you both something to drink," she asked.

"I'll have some iced tea," I replied.

"I'll have a coke," Jacob said.

Before the waitress turned around to get our drinks, she looked into Jacob's eyes like she was studying him. I felt a wave of jealousy rush through my body.

"Hey, don't I know you from somewhere," she said.

"I'm not sure, why," Jake replied.

"Oh I know," Jessica said, "You are Jacob Black, you were friends with Bella Swan, I mean Cullen in High School right. I think we met at the beach and at her graduation party. I am Jessica Newton; I used to be Jessica Stanley."

"Yeah I do remember you now, what have you been up to," Jake asked politely.

"Well, Mike and I went away to college together after high school, but in the middle of my first semester, I found out that our little miracle was on his way, so I left school at the end of the semester. Mike is in school part-time and works full-time as an orderly at the hospital. I am working fulltime until he graduates, and then I am going to go back to school."

"Oh, tell Mike I said Hi," Jake said, in a voice I could tell reflected that he was only fanning interest.

"So have you heard from any of the Cullen's recently? They just kind of fell off the map after High School,' Jessica pried.

"Yeah, we keep in touch. Bella and Edward are really happy," Jacob said, and I saw Jessica wince.

"Well, I'll go get your drink order and I will be right back," Jessica said, and then walked back toward the kitchen.

"What was that all about," I asked Jake once Jessica was out of ear shot.

"Well Jessica was a friend to your mother, but not a good one. When your Dad left your Mom that time to 'save here'," Jacob said, making quotation marks over his head with the save her part, "Jessica really wasn't there for your Mom and made her feel even worse. Plus, I get the feeling that she was always jealous after that because she had a crush on your Dad, and her now husband always had a crush on your Mom."

Jessica was back with our drinks and a basket of bread. Jacob started the conversations back up with her this time, "Oh Jessica, this is my fiancée' Renesmee Masen." We were using my Dad's human last name on all of my ID's at this point, so that didn't surprise me, but what did make me feel surprised and extremely good, was for him to introduce me to someone as he fiancée. It was the first time he had done that since it was official, and it felt wonderful to hear it."

"Well congratulations," said Jessica, with apparent mock enthusiasm, "When is the big day?"

"In 13 days from now. It is just going to be a very small, intimate in home wedding," Jacob said, making it obvious that she would not be getting an invitation.

"Best of luck to both of you," she said politely, then asked "so what will you be having today."

"I'll try the mushroom ravioli, I heard that it is really good," I said.

"I'll have a Mozzarella stick appetizer, a Caesar salad, and the lasagna with meat sauce," Jacob said.

As Jessica walked away, I pulled out my cell phone and started dialing.

"Who are you calling," Jake asked.

"My father, to tell him we are not going to be eating dinner home tonight."

"Why are we staying out late," he asked.

"No, because we are going to be full from this late lunch," I said incredulously.

My father didn't answer the phone, he must be hunting I thought, and it went straight to voice mail. "Dad," I said, "Jake took me to La Bella Italia in Port Angeles for lunch. You don't need to worry about dinner for us. I love you and tell Aunt Alice we will be back before 8pm with all the wolves and imprints." I hung up.

Jake looked at me and said, "Well I guess we should order some pizzas or something anyway for when everyone comes over for their measurements later," he said very matter of factly,

"How can you eat so much and still look so good," I asked in all seriousness.

"Phasing burns off a lot of calories," he replied.

"Jake, there was something I have been wondering about. You told me that as long as you continue to phase, that you will never age, and you would be an immortal like me." I said.

"Yeah, that's right," he replied as he ate a piece of Italian Bread.

"Well, how long could you go without phasing, before you would loose the ability to phase," I asked.

"Well, the last time that their were wolves, was in the time of my great-grandfather, so I kind of going off legend, but about 3 months is what the legends say. But what difference does it make. I am never going to stop phasing, because I never want to leave you."

"Well, won't it be hard for you though, to not age. My Dad has told me stories about how my Mom wanted to be a Vampire, but he didn't want to change her because she would loose her friends and family from her human life. Do you think that you will mind loosing them," I asked sheepishly.

"It's different for me than it was for your Mom," he replied, "I'm not human. I will always have the mental connection to my pack brothers, and my Dad is fully aware of all my secrets, so I really am not giving up anything, I am just gaining an eternity with you."

I felt my cheeks blush. Jessica returned with Jacob's appetizer and salad. I continued nursing my ice tea.

"What about children Jacob," I asked him.

"What about them," he replied and then added, "I would like a dozen, how about you."

"I'm being serious Jacob. I know from Grandpa that we have the same chromosomal count, but that doesn't mean that we can have children with each other definitely. What if marrying me takes away your chance to have children," I asked sincerely.

He looked mad, and then spoke through clenched teeth, "First of all, according to tribal legend, a wolf imprints with the person whom he will have the strongest little puppies with," he smirked with the last line, but continued angrily, "Second, you are my world, I couldn't survive without you. If we never have children of our own, I would still have a long happy life as long as I spend it with you. Now where is all this crap coming from Nessie? Are you having second thoughts?"

"I just don't want you to have second thoughts about me," I said, looking down at my hands as I tore a piece of Italian Bread into little pieces. "I feel like you have very high expectations of me, and I am just hoping that I can live up to all of them."

"Silly Nessie," he said and chuckled, "You have and continue to amaze me with how much you exceed my expectations. I am blessed to have you.

Jessica returned with our meals. Jacob had already finished his salad and appetizer, and she cleared the plates.

"There was one thing that I wanted to talk to you about Nessie," Jacob said, as he began to dig into his Lasagna.

"What is it Jake?"

"I think I should get a job. I would like to start saving up so I can take care of us once we are married. I know realistically, that we will always be at least somewhat financially dependent on your family, but I would like to be able to afford to buy you things with money of my own,' he said.

Through my gritted teeth I replied, "Absolutely not. Forget the fact that we are not married yet, the entire family, even Aunt Rose, already considers you a Cullen. It is not my fault that my family has more money than Donald Trump and Bill Gates combined. You have to understand that I am greedy for you. I hate it when you have to go on patrol, which let me guess, you will be on tonight since you have been free all day. I actually feel physical pain when we are apart and if you think I am going to let you let something stupid like pride get in the way of you spending every available minute with me, than you have another thing coming."

"But," he said, but I cut him off quickly, then I leaned across the table to cradle his head in my hands, "You are mine, remember, and I want to spend every waking and sleeping moment with you, so no job."

He placed two fingers over my lips and then went back to his original objection, "But how am I going to afford your wedding ring," he asked.

"The same way all the rest of us Cullen's buy what we need, with one of our credit cards," I replied.

"But it's not right," he replied.

"What's not right is you talking about leaving me alone even for a minute right now with the Volturi and Nahuel stalking me, not to mention my Aunt Alice with all the wedding stuff," I snapped back.

"Fine," he said reluctantly, "We will table the discussion until after the wedding and all the other mess is behind us."

We sat in silence, both pissed at each other, for several minutes. I ate every bite of my Ravioli, which was really good, and Jacob ate everything else."

Jessica returned and said, "Would you like to see the dessert menu?"

"No, I think we are good for now," Jake replied. I hardly ever ordered dessert, but he always did. He really must be pissed.

"Well, here's you check then," Jessica said, as she left a leather bill holder on the table. I went to pull out my wallet, and Jacob snatched the bill away from me, put some money into the folder, and then stood up and headed outside without waiting for me. He was standing on the porch of the restaurant when I caught up with him.

"You're mad at me," I said as a statement, not a question.

"Yes, Nessie, I am," he said and continued, "Is it so wrong for a man to want to take care of all the needs of his wife?"

"You do take care of all my needs, Jacob," I said, as I grabbed his left hand and began tracing circles on it with my thumb. "Financially Jacob, no one in my family, including you, will ever need for anything. The one thing that I do need, that you can give me and no one else can, is to have you by my side as much as possible. That is all I want from you."

"I love you Nessie, I can't stay mad at you for even five minutes because I love you so much," he said, and then leaned down and kissed me passionately on the lips.

We went for a walk on the boardwalk, and stopped in a jewelry shop to look at wedding bands. I found one that matched my engagement ring perfectly. It was an eternity band of trillion shaped stones. Jacob picked a simple gold band with tri-color gold weave on the very top and very bottom, which resembled the promise bracelet he had made for me. He looked pained when I placed the order for the rings on my credit card, but he did not verbally complain. We had to order the rings, but would need to come back in a few days to pick them up, because we chose to have "Nessie and Jacob- For Eternity" engraved on them.

We left the store, and continued to walk the boardwalk. We stopped a few times to window shop. Jacob's annoyance about me not wanting him to work seemed to have seized, by the time we were approaching the car, because he grabbed me, pushed me up against a wall, and kissed me passionately.

It was about 7pm when we got back to the car. We both quickly got in. About two blocks out of town, a man stepped into traffic right in front of me, I had to slam on my brakes to prevent hitting him. He looked me in the eye and waved, before he moved back toward the curb. It was Nahuel.