A.N:
Glad you liked the CPOV! And thanks for the amazing reviews. Since some of you doesn't have an account,it's difficult for me to reply in person. But it means a lot, thankyouthankyouhankyou! I can try to answer some of your questions here though:
- I will make more chapters in JPOV, now and then. I've planned two others so far:) But Reneesme will still be the main point of view.
-I know some of you would like to "see them do it" (right, JellyBelly?;) But I can't tell you what's gonna happen, can I? Where is the fun in that?:P
-I will update at least once a week. So far there has been around twice a week, sometimes three. But at least once a week, unless I have a good reason not to.
-As for how many chapters that are left; I don't know! I haven't written them yet! I'm quite a few chapters ahead of you though ( I like to have a head start). And I've just gotten a new idea for a turn I the story, which means it will be longer than I first intended. At least I know we're not even halfway.
And back to this chapter: creds to -Katherine-Alvers- for the whole idea of Charlie.
See, I listen to your suggestions, people. If you've got some ideas you'd like to see happen, spit them out. You can influence this! You can make a change!
I'll shut up now.
Coffee
- NPOV
When Rachel, Paul and Sue arrived, Jacob and I left since the room started to get a bit crowded. I got into the drivers seat again, and Jacob didn't object this time either. He was sitting beside me, staring thoughtfully out of the window.
"You know, I think Charlie is up to something" I tried to keep a smile on my face, just to lighten the mood and get his mind off things. "He kept staring at us".
"He did?" Jacob seemed surprised, and obviously hadn't noticed. He turned to look at me, his face no longer sad but curious.
"Uh-huh" I said, pleased to see his mood was better. "He kept eyeing you and me back and forth. You should think he was brooding to solve a case or something. Policeman, you know."
"You know what? He probably was." Jacob frowned, a little smile playing on his lips. " I bet he was thinking about all the things he don't want to know."
I laughed, because Jake was probably right. And besides, I'd managed to take his mind off things. Yey.
"He doesn't know we're together, though" he added silently, and I stopped laughing immediately. On the other hand, this got Jacob laughing, reading my horrid silence correctly.
"What, Nessie?" he chuckled "Are you embarrassed by me? Is that why you don't want him to know? I'm offended"
I reached my tongue out to him, which made him laugh even more. I had to just look at him a little bit before I answered. I was just so happy his normal good mood was back. I hated to see him down and depressed.
"No" I said at last, "I'm not embarrassed. But you know, to him this" I gestured my hand back and forth between us "must seem like cradle-snatching.". Unfortunately, my choice of words got Jake howling again, with laughter that is.
"Ugh, come on!" I insisted, almost laughing myself. His mood was definitely better. "You know what I mean. You know that to him I'm probably very underage, while you're definitely not. I'm supposed to be seven, remember? And besides there's the whole past drama with you being in love with Charlie's daughter which also happens to be my mom. It's not weird if he's a little bit freaked out"
Jacob shook his head, still laughing. I smiled, simply because he was.
"He'll get over it. He'll find out sooner or later anyway. Besides, he's gotten used to weird over the past few years."
"You calling me weird?"
"Just a little bit"
I slapped his shoulder, maybe just a little bit harder than I normally would, and he complained loudly. I studiously ignored him, which made him laugh again.
When his laughter sobered up, I sent him a quick glance. He was smiling, and he seemed content and relaxed again. Of course he would feel better now that he knew Billy was okay. Good.
"See, everything turned out just fine" I said, smiling. I reached out a hand to stroke the place I'd playfully hit him just seconds ago. He smiled back. He knew that I was talking about Billy.
"Yeah" was all he said, before resting his head against the seat. I turned my attention back to the road.
We reached La Push and I parked in front of his house. We walked in, and Jacob immediately slumped down into a chair. I took off my jacked, found one of his hoods and zipped it on. Much more comfy. It was in the middle of the afternoon, and I realized maybe it was about time I called my parents, let them know where I was. So I called my mom, and quickly explained everything that had happened. She asked me if I knew when I would be coming home, but I told them I didn't know.
As I hung up I glanced over at Jacob. He was waiting patiently for me to get off the phone, staring blankly out the window. I wandered off into the kitchen in the intention of finding and bringing him something drinkable, but all I ever found was the coffee maker. Again. Guess coffee was all they ever drank in this house. Coffee there is then.
As I got the machine going, Jacob appeared in the doorway behind me. I jumped up to sit on the counter beside the window, my legs dangling above the floor. He grabbed a stool and sat down in front of me, looking up.
"How are you?" I asked him seriously, checking his mood.
"I'm okay. No harm done, right?"
He smiled a little.
"Give me a real smile" I demanded, jokingly trying to cheer him up.
"I'm smiling"
"A real smile"
"I am"
"No you're not"
"Yes I am"
"Are not"
"Yeah"
"Nope"
"You little..." he burst out laughing, as his fingers fluttered up to my neck, trying to tickle me. He knew I was asking for it. I shrieked, and fought against his fingers. He jokingly tugged the zipper of my hood down a little bit, as if to get better access to my neck.
Slowly, the atmosphere in the room started to sober up, and the laughter faded. He turned more serious, and I stopped laughing completely. Jacob gazed at me with unreadable eyes, which made me wonder what he was thinking. I gazed back at him, suddenly unsure of the situation.
Then, very slowly, his hand on my zipper started to move downwards. He pulled the zipper down, and moved his eyes from my face and down to his hand on the zipper. Slowly, he zipped it over my chest and down my stomach, until it opened completely. His gaze moved upwards, tracing over my body as if he seemed unable to control it. For once, I did not blush. When his eyes met my face he had the same, unreadable expression as before.
He put his hand on my knee, then slowly started to move it upwards until he reached to top of my thigh. His gaze followed his hand upwards the whole way. I wanted to burst out and kiss him. So bad. I almost did too, but then he moved his eyes to mine again. He saw something there, I don't know what, but it made him sort of snap out of it. He grinned, and tugged me lightly in the stomach.
"See, I'm smiling"
I felt like jello. In a good way. A good, shaky way. I didn't want him to snap out of it.
I managed a smile.
A few moments past in silence before he said something again.
"You don't have any bad feelings about what you said before, have you?" he asked quietly.
I turned to look at him again. He was studying me, and his face was thoughtful and serious.
"What do you mean?" I frowned.
"You mentioned... your mom. And me. Before you were born. I just wanted to make sure that you're okay with it. Because that was nothing. You know that, don't you?"
His voice was worried and a little unsure.
"I don't have a problem with it" I said, smiling. I didn't like to talk about it, true, but it wasn't a problem.
"You sure? You know it was only to bring me to you in some sick, twisted way"
I knew that. We had talked about this before.
"I know" I said "But you can't blame me for not wanting to talk about it." I sent him another smile, to show him I was fine with it, really.
"I guess not." he smiled "Just know that I love you. If there's only one thing in the whole world you can know for sure, it's that I love you".
I leaned down to kiss him then, I couldn't help it. He kissed me back, very tenderly, placing his hands on each side of my waist under my now open hood. The kiss grew more intense, but all too soon he pulled back to look at me.
"Nessie" he said. His voice was huskier than I expected. He placed his hand back on my thigh, and met my gaze. He seemed hesitant, nervous almost.
"You know, earlier today..:" he started "Before Charlie called."
I felt my stomach tingle as I remembered. The couch, kissing, touching... I remembered perfectly. Jacob took my light blush as a confirmation and continued.
"I just need to know if that...If you was okay with that. With me touching you like that. I guess I got a little carried away, and maybe I shouldn't have. If you think that was too much, I'm really sorry and I wo..."
I didn't let him finish. Instead I leaned down, placed my hand around his neck and brought his lips to mine. I heard the scraping of the stool against the floor as he stood up, making my head tilt upwards.
He kissed me back just as forcefully as I was kissing him. His almost apology was already forgotten. The coffee too. He pressed his body to stand between my legs, bringing me closer. My arms wrapped around him.
I could hear a car arrive outside the front of the house, but I couldn't bring myself to care. I couldn't even remember the topic of our conversation.
Jacob pulled back then, his hands wrapping around my face preventing me from following. I made an arguing sound which made him smile.
"It's Charlie" he said as I heard a car door open and close.
"How do you know?" I asked, puzzled. He couldn't smell Charlie through the door, could he?
"I could recognize the sound of that engine anywhere" he said.
Of course he could.
I heard footsteps approach the house. It would probably be wise to de-tangle ourselves a little bit, I just didn't want to. Jacob reached down to kiss me one last time before Charlie reached the front porch, and I buried my hands in his hair just one final time. Oh, why would Charlie have to come now?
Then we heard a sharp intake of breath and the crunching sound of the footsteps stopped. We both turned around to see what had just happened. As I did, I turned around to look directly into Charlies stunned face trough the window. He was standing on the front porch, his hand outstretched to knock on the door, and it looked like he'd all coincidentally glanced through the window on his way past it. He'd seen us kissing, and was now frozen in place.
I guess my suspicions at the hospital had just been confirmed.
Jacob calmly took a step back and didn't seem to be troubled at all. I quickly jumped down from the counter as Jacob went to open the door. He opened it and then stepped aside so that Charlie could enter.
"Hi Charlie. Come on in"
Charlie hesitated before he got in and turned his eyes to glare at me. I winced.
"What's going on here?" he said sternly, cutting straight to the point. No pretending. I didn't know what to say, but Jacob did.
"I was just kissing Nessie when you arrived"
Charlie sent him a glare as if daring Jacob to mess with him, but Jacob was completely serious.
"And why would you do that?" Charlie didn't budge.
"Why wouldn't I?" Jacob smiled, before adding boldly. "She's my girlfriend."
Charlie's face turned red in an instant, and I was afraid he might burst something. He wasn't that much younger than Billy.
"She is now, is she? Does your father know about this?" He addressed Jacob.
"Yes" he answered.
"Does Bella know about this?" Charlie pressed.
I knew what he was thinking and didn't like I it one bit.
"Yes, both Bella and Edward know, and they have no problem with it". Jacobs voice turned sharp, and I knew he'd caught Charlies innuendo as well.
"And how long have this been going on?"
Charlie turned even more red. He was not Grandpa Charlie anymore, he was Chief Swan now. Interrogating his victims.
"A couple of months" Jacob answered truthfully.
"But she's a minor!" Charlie nearly yelled.
"No, I'm not" I said quietly. I was tired of being talked to as if I wasn't in the room.
"Yes you are! It's against the law, and as a policeman I can't just overloo..." Charlie turned to look at me, but then he hesitated as he took me in. He looked at me again as if he saw me in a new light. I knew he saw that I probably wasn't as young in real life as I was in his mind, or should be in his mind. This was a sensitive subject.
I could see his face fall a little as he got overwhelmed by all the things he didn't know and couldn't understand. I walked over to him and gave him a long hug.
"It's okay" I whispered "It really is okay"
He knew I was talking about Jacob and me, as well as the age-thing. I pulled back to look at his face, and it was filled with doubt and confusion. I took a step back to stand next to Jacob.
Charlie looked back and forth between us a few times before finding his voice.
"So this is...are you sure everything is...?" The vein in his forehead was still thumping slightly.
I nodded.
"Not a minor?"
I shook my head.
"Everything is fine" I assured him.
I could see his resolve crumple.
"Well...err...I was, err...I was just going to ask if you were okay, Jacob, after everything with Billy. I though maybe if you didn't want to sleep here alone tonight you could..."
He stopped short, looking wildly back and forth between us. I could practically hear his mind working, and the vein started thumping again. God, why was everyone so obsessed with where I slept?
"I'm going home soon, Charlie" I said, resigned. I didn't know if I really would, but whether I stayed the night or not was none of his business. Charlie visibly relaxed.
"Oh" he said. "Well, you know you can come over anytime you like, Jacob. And you too, of course, Reneesme."
"I know Charlie, thanks. But I'll be fine, really" Jacob said.
"Okay. Then I'll just..." he turned around to leave, but hesitated halfway. "You sure you're...?" He addressed me this time.
"We're fine Charlie" I smiled.
He sighed deeply before he left. We listened to the sound of the police cruiser as it disappeared out on the main road.
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