So I posted Alyssa's POV on my site's forum! I hope you all enjoyed it!

"What was in the note?" Jacob asked me for the tenth time in the past five minutes.

"Nothing too important. He just wanted to apologize for what happened. I'll have to talk to him tomorrow. It's not his fault." I mumbled, more to myself than to anyone else.

"Jacob, let it go," my mom sighed. She was getting impatient by his bickering. I wondered why she was acting like that.

"Bells, I'm just curious as to why it's being hidden from me." His eyes narrowed as he glared at me. It was a look he has never given me before. I moved away from him.

"Remember a certain note you wrote me when we weren't talking?" She asked him. I leaned towards her. This was a rare moment, when she referred back to a human memory.

Jacob nodded slowly, his head leaning to the side as he tried to comprehend what she was going to tell him.

My mom glanced at me, throwing me an apologetic look before looking back at Jacob. "Well, Edward never knew about that letter-he still doesn't know. You didn't say anything horrible, just that you missed me, too. But I still didn't tell him because I thought he would take it the wrong way-which he would have."

"That's not the same thing. I wasn't-"

My mom's laughter cut him off. "You weren't what, Jake? Trying to take me from him?"

"No… well sort of…" He stuttered, glancing at me from the corner of his eye.

"He's just apologizing to her, let it go."

"How would you handle it if that nurse was writing letters to your hubby?"

My mom's teeth snapped together. "She wouldn't."

"But if she was?"

"We're not talking about me and Edward."

"Exactly." Jacob nodded once, understanding her aggravation.

"Not helping, mom." I groaned and turned to Jacob. "He just said he was sorry about… about what happened."

"Renesmee!" Derek's frantic voice floated through the house. I stood up quickly as he raced into the room. He had me in his arms before I realized it.

"Alyssa just told me, I'm so sorry I wasn't here! Are you ok? I can actually kick some ass now, so tell me all about it."

"No, Derek," I rolled my eyes. "He's nice. The name just freaked me out. That's all." I noticed Uncle Emmett and Aunt Rosalie standing behind him, tense for a fight.

"Seriously? Come on! I got all excited for nothing? Let me kick his butt." Derek pouted.

"No," I chuckled. "He's a nice guy."

"That's what I told him." Alyssa said, walking inside with Seth behind her. Aunt Rosalie and Uncle Emmett growled at him. He slumped behind Alyssa.

"You okay?" Seth asked me, from behind Alyssa.

I nodded.

"That's good."

"Seth!" Aunt Rosalie snapped. "Did you not understand me telling you to take her to Esme and Carlisle's?"

"She's fine here, Aunt Rose." I assured her. Seth threw me a thankful glance. I smiled at him.

"As long as you're okay." Uncle Emmett patted the top of my head.

"She's fine," Jacob sighed. I hated seeing him so hurt. I wasn't trying to keep anything from him, but as my mother said, if he read the letter, he would most definitely overreact.

"Are we having a party?" My dad asked as he walked through the door from the garage.

My mom was already walking across the room towards him.

"They're all just worried about Renesmee's little episode this afternoon." She smiled, leaning into his embrace.

"It was nothing." I muttered, embarrassed that I had the whole family on alert. "I'm actually tired." I yawned and stood up, stretching.

"I'll walk you up to your room." Jacob narrowed his eyes, daring my father to protest. He threw his hands in the air and nodded, letting his hands fall back around my mom.

"What's with the escort service?" I asked when we reached my room.

"What?" Jacob shrugged innocently. "I can't put my future wife to bed?"

"Of course you can, but there's more too it." I pressed.

Jacob sighed, sitting on the edge of my bed. He patted the mattress beside him. I took a deep breath before walking over to him and sat down. "There's something you're hiding from me. I can see it in your eyes. Are you having second thoughts about getting married? We can wait a little while if you would like. Are you beginning to have feelings for this guy? Tell me honestly, Ness, please."

I recoiled as if he just slapped me. "What are you talking about?" I shrieked. "Of course I don't have feelings for him! I love you. You're the only once for me. Case closed."

"I'm just making sure. The most important thing to me is having you happy."

I placed my hands on his leg and leaned in to kiss him. "That letter you wrote my mom… her bringing that up put all sorts of crazy things in your head, didn't it?"

He nodded slowly. "I know you don't like me talking about that time of my life, but I seriously thought I loved Bella. I thought I couldn't live my life without her in it, and she wrote to me because I wouldn't talk to her on the phone. I was upset with her choosing Edward over me. There was more to that letter than I could ever say to her, but she knew it."

"That's not about my letter. If it means that much to you…" I leaned towards him, taking the note out of my back pocket. "Read it." I demanded, dropping the letter in his hands.

"No…"

"Yes, Jake. If you don't read it, I'll read it to you. You can't keep my out of your head."

He sighed and unfolded the letter. He sat quietly as he read it. When he was finished, he looked up at me and smiled. "He likes you."

"I know."

"Renesmee…"

"Jacob, he likes me, it's normal. Look at the people that hit on my family all the time."

"Doesn't mean I have to get used to them hitting on you."

I laughed, shaking my head. I moved so I was sitting on his lap facing him. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, bringing his face to mine.

"Ness," he mumbled against my lips. A soft moan escaped.

I didn't answer him, I pressed myself closer to him.

"Don't make me come up there!" I heard my dad yell from the first floor.

Relax, I'm just saying goodnight. I told him silently.

"I don't hear those words in his head."

"Jacob!" I hissed.

"What?" He shrugged innocently. "It's your fault." He winked and picked me up, turning and laying me on my bed.

"Stay with me." I said, locking my arms around his neck.

"I don't think-"

"I think my future husband can lay beside me while I fall asleep." I said louder than I needed to. I wanted to make sure I was heard down stairs. I knew I was heard just fine.