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Nessie

"Where are you going?"

"Portland."

"Why? Is there a problem?"

"No, Sweetheart. We are just making a small trip." I can tell Mom is lying. There's something in her tone. It bothers me.

"We'll be back tonight," Dad says as he puts his jacket on. There's only one reason I can think of that they would be running off without an explanation for.

"Is Jacob in Portland?" His name sticks to my tongue like Gorilla Glue. Mom looks me in the eyes but does not answer. That's the only proof I need. This past month I have done better. I can now go days without missing him too much. It's as if he has receded into the back of my mind where he is free to exist. In the present, I am fine without him. "Tell him that I say hi and that I miss him."

"Is that what you want?" Mom asks skeptically.

"Yes," I assure. "I still love him. I've just learned how to live without him. I'm doing alright on my own."

"We'll tell him," Dad promises. "But we should be going." He leans in and kisses the top of my head. Mom hugs me and then they are gone. I stand in the doorway and watch as my parents disappear. Part of me can't shake the feeling of jealousy I have for them.

I'm watching some dumb TV show where people try to make it through obstacle courses when I hear the car pulling up at the house. It's past nine and I don't know what took my parents so long. I hope they had a good time with Jacob. I've spent the whole day thinking about their trip—wondering if they will talk about me.

"Nessie!" I hear Rosalie calling from upstairs. "I think you should come up here!"

With a sigh, I stand up. I can hear the whole family shuffling around upstairs. What could possibly be going on? I jog up the steps to find only Rosalie. "What's going on?"

"We'll give you a moment to talk," Rosalie answers before running off toward the back door. I have no idea why everyone is acting so weird. I turn and walk to the front door. When I open it, I am not greeted by my parents. Rather, a tall dark figure leans up against my Dad's car.

It only takes me a split second to realize who it is. As soon as I do realize who is here, I am out of the house and onto the wet grass. I run as fast as I can straight into his arms. He catches me when I jump, but not before stumbling backwards into the car. My Jacob never struggles to hold me.

"Oh Nessie," he sighs into my neck as he hugs me. His embrace isn't as tight as I'm used to, but I cherish it nevertheless.

For the first time in months I feel whole. It's as if the second half of my body has woken up after a coma. I squeeze him as tight as I can because I'm afraid to ever let go. "I'm sorry, Jacob," I mumble into is thick shoulder that seems somehow less defined.

"It's ok. You have no idea how great it is to see you."

"I love you Jacob."

"I love you too."

"And I can live without you," I add as I pull away to look at his face. It seems sad and dark. He has grown a full beard which makes him look older. "But I don't want to anymore."

"I'm here if you want mw to be," Jacob's deep voice promises without hesitation. "I'll never leave again."

"Can I ask for something?"

"Anything."

"Jacob," I begin with a deep breath. "Will you kiss me?" I don't have to ask twice. Jacob's lips find mine with the desperate nature of a madman. He kisses me like he never has before. It's a kiss brimming with pain, love, joy, and passion. His hands side down over my backside and back up my back.

My body starts to slip down Jacob's so he turns around and lays me over the hood of the car. His firm body presses me into the hard metal as he kisses me all over my face and neck. I reach up and wrap my legs around his waist pulling it into me. I can feel him grow hard between my legs and it only makes me want this more. "Make love to me," I sigh into his ear as he nibbles on my neck.

Jacob pulls up a little and looks into my eyes. "Are you sure?" he asks sounding conflicted.

"I've never wanted it more." Jake doesn't hesitate. He peels his shirt off and comes back down on top of me. I run my hands up and down his strong back as he kisses me urgently. His hands grip the bare skin of my body and I realize something is missing. Jacob isn't hot anymore. I'm not sweating the way I usually do. "Wait," I sigh. Jake stops but doesn't move from his position. "Did you give up being a wolf?"

"Yeah," he answers. "I didn't want it without you."

"You need to phase," I announce.

"I will," he promises. "As soon as we are done."

"Good." I pull his lips back onto mine and wrap my legs a little tighter. All my thoughts turn to mush as we explore each others' mouths. Suddenly I am stirred out of my blissful hormones by the sound of a voice cracking.

Jake jumps off me. He doesn't stop until he is at least seven feet from me. I sit up and look into the pale faces of my parents. "When we said you can take the car back ahead of us, we didn't want you to use the car to deflower our daughter," Dad spews.

"I'm…I'm sorry," Jake stutters.

"It was my fault," I state. Both Dad and Mom turn their heads and stare. "It was my idea."

"Well," Dad says with a small clearing of his voice. "I guess I have nothing to say then."

"Are you planning on phasing, Jacob?" Mom asks.

"Sure, sure."

I watch as Jacob makes his way over to the open space in the yard. He stops and focuses all his energy. His body shakes a little, but nothing happens. He tries again, but fails. "Edward," he calls out in a determined voice. "Can I get a hand?"

"What?" Dad responds with a curious gleam in his gold eyes. Mom must have her shield up.

"I can't focus my energy on phasing. It's been too long. I need incentive."

Dad's super pale face seems to lighten with the realization of what he gets to do. "Absolutely." He's too excited. It scares me. What if Jake doesn't phase in time and Dad hurts him? I just got him back.

"Please don't hurt him," I squeal as Mom puts her arm around me. Dad shoots me a crooked grin and prepares to run at Jake. I take a deep breath at the same time as Jake and wait. Dad disappears into a blur of blues from his clothes. Suddenly Jacob is flying through the air in human form. He hits the ground with a loud thump. I shriek.

I'm about to run at him to help when he leaps up. Jacob's body begins to shake violently. Dad goes at him again, but this time Jake avoids the blow. The distinction of what makes Jacob, Jacob disappears. In its place a convulsing blur seems to float above the ground.

Suddenly it's not Jacob in front of me at all. A wolf explodes out of the blur with a cracking sound. The russet fur is too long, especially around the mouth, but it is definitely my Jacob. Dad shoots the beautiful wolf a smug smile and runs to my side. "Jacob!" I yelp as I run toward his big wolf body. He greets me with his silly wolf smile. I reach up to wrap my arms around his neck, but Jake beats me to the punch. His hot tongue slides up my chin all the way to my hairline. A giggle escapes as I hug him to me so tight that he can never get away again.