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 35: Who Says You Can't Go Home

Jacob held me all night, as I lay straddled across his chest. He gently ran his long smooth fingers up and down my spine. I felt so safe, so complete lying there in his arms.

Eventually, the sun's rays began to beat across the top of the tent. I reluctantly opened my eyes, and pulled myself up to kiss him.

"Good Morning my Jacob."

"Good Morning my beautiful Nessie."

"So what's on the agenda for today," I asked.

"School for you, Job Interview for me, but first breakfast and some clean clothes," Jacob said pensively.

"Where am I going to get clothes? I can't wear that dress," I pointed to my new red dress which I stained in the theater last night. "And aren't shorts against the dress code," I asked.

"I'm sure Rachel has some pre-pregnancy clothes that will fit you," Jacob said.

"But what about my 'mono,' don't I need a note from Grandpa before I can go back to school," I asked.

"Just tell your teacher you forgot it, and to call Carlisle if they have a question. I am sure that your grandfather will vouch for you," Jacob answered, and then added, "It seems to me like you do not want to return to school. Is there a reason why?"

"No, its nothing. Let's head back to Billy's so I can get cleaned up, changed, and head for school. I guess I'll have to tell them that I forgot my books too," I added, knowing that I was throwing yet another reason why I shouldn't return to school into the mix.

"Nessie, you have talked about wanting to attend a normal school and try to have a normal life, but now you are so hesitant, what's up," Jacob said, with concern clouding his voice.

"It's just that, I haven't been away from you for more than a few minutes since Nahuel attacked me. You are kind of like my security blanket. I am a little afraid of how I am going to deal with being around people without you with me. I know that I am safe when I am with you, but when I sent you out with my Dad car shopping, I wasn't safe anymore," I said with tears running down my cheek. "Please Jacob, not today." I plead.

"Nessie, I am sorry if I was pushing you. I'll sneak you back to Billy's to get cleaned up, and then we can check in with your family, and just spend the day here together, OK," he said.

"Thank you Jacob," I said, relieved that I had at least one other day before I had to face the world at large again.

Jacob pulled me back to his lips, and kissed me passionately for several minutes. He then rolled me over so that I was lying on my back, and then he stood up, pulling his jeans and T-shirt on.

"Come on, let's get dressed and go get some breakfast at Billy's."

I quickly got dressed. We left the tent set up on the side of the cliff, assuming we would still be camping there tonight.

Jacob and I walked quickly, hand in hand to Billy's house. I was shocked when I got there to see my suitcase sitting on the kitchen table, with a letter on top addressed to me.

"Good Morning Kids," Billy said to us in a welcoming booming voice.

"Good Morning Nessie," I heard a familiar voice call from the living room, it was Grandpa Charlie.

"Grandpa, how are you? I missed you so much," I said as I ran to him and gave him a huge hug.

"I'm OK, but I heard that your parents are pretty angry with you and Jacob, but they wouldn't tell me why. I guess I don't 'need to know'," he said jokingly.

"Well, there is something that you do need to know Grandpa, Jacob and I are engaged," I said, and showed him my engagement ring.

Grandpa proceeded to stop breathing for approximately one whole minute, and then he turned red, purple, and then blue. I thought he was having a heart attack, when he finally took a breath and said, "Well I guess that you are not really 8 years old. I have always known that you were really special Nessie. So how old physically would your Grandpa Carlisle say you were," he asked.

"Somewhere between 18 to 20," I replied.

"So you are definitely an adult," he asked questioningly.

"Yes" I said.

"And your parent's know about this, that is why they are so mad," he questioned.

"They know, but they are actually happy about that. I'd rather not go into why they are mad if you don't mind Grandpa."

"Need to know, I get it," he replied, and then added, "Your Mom sent over some clothes and a letter. She said you should read the letter ASAP."

Jacob and Billy were busily making breakfast- eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast. It smelled wonderful in the kitchen, as I walked in to retrieve the letter from my mother. I opened it, and reluctantly began to read it.

Renesmee,

Your father and I both love you deeply. I understand that you did not mean to hurt, disappoint, or anger us with your actions. As you know, your father is very old fashioned, but he also loves you more than his own life. There is nothing that he would not do for you.

We were both very concerned when we received an alert on your credit card indicating that you had returned your wedding bands. Neither your father or I want you and Jacob to break up, or to not get married. Please reconsider your decision.

Nessie, please come home. We can all sit down and work things out. The most important thing to your father and me is that you and Jacob are both happy.

Love,

Mom

PS- Renesmee, - Your Mom doesn't know that I found this letter, but I agree with all of it. I can't say that I wasn't disappointed in both of you, but come home. It is killing your mother and I. - Love, Dad

I had tears running down my face. I felt ashamed and embarrassed, but most of all, I felt bad that my parents were blaming themselves for coming between Jacob and I, which was not true.

"Jacob, we need to head back to my house after breakfast," I said, and then handed him the letter to read.

"OK" He said, and had the same look of shame across his face as I did across mine.

We ate quickly and mostly silently and then left for home immediately after saying goodbye to Billy and Charlie. I grabbed my suitcase, planning on bringing my belongings home with me to stay.

We drove quickly back to my family's home. There was an uncomfortable silence between us most of the way.

"I'm not sorry that we didn't wait Jacob," I said, to clear the air, and to bring the obvious source of tension out front before we were confronted with it by my parents.

"Neither am I," he said, and then pulled my right hand which he was holding up to his mouth to kiss it. "I do regret that we were not discrete about it though. I think that it was disrespectful to have made love in their house. I honestly did believe that they were giving us their unspoken permission, but maybe I just wanted to believe it."

We parked in the driveway, instead of around back in the garage, and quickly made our way into the house. As I knew they would be my parents were both waiting on the white sofa in the living room. As soon as I saw them, I ran to both of them and threw my arms around them, kneeling in front of them, with, tears streaming down my face.

"I am so sorry that I disappointed both of you," I said through tears.

"We know Nessie," my Dad said, and he bent down to kiss my forehead.

Jacob was still standing by the front door. He looked very uncomfortable.

"Come in Jacob and have a seat," my Mom said.

I sat on the sofa opposite my parents, and Jacob came to sit beside me. He held my hand in his, and caressed the back of it with his thumb. I he continued to look down, and it was obvious that he did not know what words to say to begin, so I was going to have to take the lead.

"Mom, Dad, both of us are sorry for doing something which you find to be disappointing. Jacob and I both love ear other, more than words can express, more than our own lives, I think as much as both of you love each other." I took a deep breath and looked them in the eyes. Jacob continued to stare down at our hands. As brave as Jacob is fighting, when it comes to being confronted by my parents, he becomes a pile of mush.

"I am not going to apologize for what we have done though. Maybe we could have gone about it in a different way, but Jacob and I belong together forever, and after what happened to both of us with Nahuel, we needed to be with each other. You may not approve, or have done things in the same way that we did, but you can not deny that we love each other and we are meant to be together.."

I was going to continue, but my father interrupted, "That is why you cancelled your wedding bands," Dad said in an accusatory manor, directly looking at Jacob, "So you can live in sin with my daughter, in a tent in the woods."

"Jacob didn't cancel the wedding or the rings, Dad," I said, and then pulled the boxes which held the two rings from the bag in my pocket. "Jacob didn't want to pay for the rings using the Cullen credit card. It is important to him that he be able to provide for me, that he gives me this ring with money that he earned. He is going to get a job at Dawson's garage to pay the rings off," I said defensively. I didn't like the negative conclusions that my father was reaching about Jacob. He lived with him for the last 5 years, he should know how positive his intentions have always been toward me.

"I understand how you feel Jacob," my Mom said, Dad rolled his eyes. "When I became a Cullen, it was very hard for me to accept gifts and money. It still isn't the easiest thing for me. I understand why you would want to pay for the rings on your own, and to be self-sufficient," she concluded.

"That's just ridiculous," my father said, "Jacob you are a part of this family, and it will only become official when you marry Nessie, but you are already a vital member of this family. You do not need to get a job, but if it is something that will make you happy to do, then I support your decision."

"I have pledged my life to make Nessie happy, and to do right by her. I am so sorry for causing this rift in our relationship. I know that you consider me family, but it is important for me that I am able to provide for or at least contribute to my family as well," Jacob said with both remorse and conviction.

"I need to say one more thing," I said, "Now that Jacob and I have been together, we are going to continue to be together, always. If you do not want us to be together under your roof until we are married, that is fine, but we are not going to go backward in our relationship. We have already committed ourselves to be with each other for eternity, and nothing is going to change that, even a formal ceremony."

Dad clenched his hands into fists, and Mom softly stroked his back, trying to get him to relax. I didn't think that my declaration was going to be well received, but I also knew that being with Jacob was essential to my well being now, and nothing, not even my father, was going to stand in the way of our life together.

Threw his teeth, my father said, "Fine, you and Jacob will stay here in the main house in the room Esme and Emmett made for your, but your mother and I will be moving back to the cabin. I want you to work with your Aunt Alice on the wedding plans, and I hope that this wedding happens sooner rather than later. I also think that it is important that you get back to school. Since you have decided to get married at such an early age, I think that it is important for you to socialize outside of the family more."

Just at that moment, Aunt Alice came running down the stair and said, "I can have the perfect wedding ready to go in 2 weeks. All this Nahuel stuff slowed down my schedule, but if you can both give me two weeks, then your wedding will be fairytale perfect, just the way you wanted it."

"That sounds perfect Aunt Alice, thank you," I said and then added, "Jacob will wolf out and see if everyone can come for their measurements tonight, since we had to cancel the last time."

"Perfect," she said in a high pitched squeal.

"As for school Dad, I was planning on going back, I swear, but after what happened with Nahuel, I feel nervous being around people and being away from Jake, but I will try tomorrow, I promise."

It was obvious from his face that my father was not happy with this resolution at all, especially with Jacob and I living together prior to marriage. It was also obvious that he was making these huge concessions, which were so far beyond his character in an effort to make both me and Jake happy. I went back over and hugged both of my parents, and kissed them each on the cheek.

"So Nessie, are you hungry," Jacob asked completely out of the blue, "I could go for some lunch, how about you."

"I love you Jacob," I said, turned and ran into his arms.