Authors Note: I should get a prize. I got this chapter up way quicker than I thought I would. I am pretty satisfied with this; I hope you will be too. This chapter is almost twice as long as the first one. It took me two days to write. And I like it. Oh, and thank you everyone who added this to their alerts and favorites, it is greatly appreciated. Also a big thanks to those of you who reviewed. It means a lot to me.

Falling Through: Chapter 2 - Wake Up, You Promised

A certain half vampire jumped on my back, jolting me awake.

"Hey, Jake?"

"Yeah, Ness?" I mumbled, still half asleep. She was straddling my waist now, running the palms of her hands up and down my bare back.

"I need you to do something for me," she purred seductively into my ear.

"Anything," I told her as she started planting kisses along the back of my neck and the tops of my shoulders.

I rolled over, so I was facing her. "Will you…" she started running her hands along my chest, driving me absolutely insane. "…please…" she kissed me on the lips. Hell, if she keeps this up she could have anything she wants. "Take me to McDonalds?" Except that.

Those last four words she spoke completely dried up all of the romantic energy, killing the moment.

"What time is it, Ness?" I asked. I was still tired. I needed my sleep. It wasn't my fault that my imprint could never sleep. She had been needing less sleep recently. I wonder if that has anything to do with the vampire part of her. Probably.

"Almost four in the morning," she answered.

"Exactly. I need to sleep. I'll take you in the morning, baby." I tried to shut my eyes to get back to sleep.

"It is the morning."

I sighed. "You know what I mean."

"Jake. You promised," Nessie said, her voice taking on a pouting tone. I felt her palm press against my cheek, and before I knew what had happened she was showing me our conversation a few days ago using her special half-vampire "power" thing.

"We'll go when you get back. Promise," I told her.

"I will be remembering your promise," she replied.

Damn that conversation. Damn that promise. It shouldn't even count. I made that promise in a drive through. There has to be some unofficial rule that anything I say while I'm thinking about food is completely crap. Because it is. Food is a big part of my life, and I can't help that it distracts me and makes me say things I don't mean. Damn McDonalds drive through.

She removed her palm from my face. "Please…I'm really hungry."

I groaned. There was no point. I was going to give her what she wanted. I always did. "Get off of me, Ness, so I can get up." She did as I told her, and I got off the Cullens couch—which was were I had fallen asleep—and grabbed my keys, throwing a shirt on.

"Can I drive?" Nessie said as we headed outside and towards my Rabbit.

"Sure, Ness." I through my keys in her direction and she snatched them out of the air gracefully. Nessie was the only one I trusted with my Rabbit. Nessie had learned to drive when she was six, unlike normal people. She was tall enough to reach the pedals and I had begged her parents for weeks to let me teach her. After a lot of debate, I was finally allowed to teach Nessie how to drive. And I did a hell of a job doing so. She was almost as good as me when it came to driving. Maybe better, if that was even possible. Plus she was also trained in driving other vehicles. Such as motorcycles.

It was probably a good thing she was driving, because I was still half asleep. And I didn't want to threaten my Rabbit's life by swerving on the road due to lack of sleep.

About two minutes into the car ride to McDonalds, something dawned on me. "Hey, Ness. If you wanted to drive, then why did I need to come with you?"

"Because there is no fun in eating early morning fast food alone. Why? Do you want me to take you home? I will, if you want me to…" the way her voice turned sad when she spoke of taking me back home made me regret asking.

"No, I don't want to go home. I'm glad you invited me on this thrilling excursion." She smiled at my words, which made me smile in return.

"I know what we can do to pass the time!" Nessie shouted excitedly.

"No, no, no, please no. Don't make me play that game!" You see, Ness and I have this ongoing game going on. It's pretty idiotic, actually. Yet oddly entertaining. There isn't really a good way to explain it. We just basically creat scenarios and think of ways we can get out the situation. Like I said, it can't really be explained.

"Okay, I'll start," Nessie begins, "So you go in this elevator, and you press the button for the top floor. The doors shut and you start heading upwards towards the top floor, but then suddenly the power goes out and the elevator stops and you're stuck! What do you do?"

Like I said. This game is insanely weird. I love it. And so does Nessie. She wins if I can't figure out a reasonable way to get out of the situation. I never loose at this game. I am a pro when it comes to getting out of strange situations. Which is probably sort of weird. But it's true.

I thought about my answer, which wasn't working very well because I was still really tired and was having a difficult time keeping my eyes open. This game should be illegal during the early morning hours. I just couldn't think. "What floor did it stop on?" I asked, as though it was vital information. And in this game it actually was.

"The seventh floor. And the lights are out."

"Does the 'call for help' button work?"

"No. Like I said, the power's out. You can press the button all you want, but nothing will happen," Nessie answered seriously.

"Am I alone in said elevator?" I asked, considering all the options.

"Yes. And there is nobody in the building."

"Why isn't there anyone in the building?" I asked.

"Because it's a holiday. You weren't suppose to be in the building, but you forgot your pen case on the top floor and you really wanted it back so you came to get it." She answered, without cracking a smile like I was. It was just too far-fetched for me to take it seriously.

"What holiday is it? And why can't I wait another day to get my pen case back?"

"It was The Forth Of July." She replied. "And you left your Bubblicious gum in the pencase. Hence you wanted it back."

I cracked up laughing. She knows I was a sucker for that Bubblicious gum. I mean, seriously, who wasn't? It was just so good. A burst of flavor every time. "Alright. So since it was Independence Day, there were probably fireworks, right? And since I'm assuming the building I am in is in a suburban area, near houses and stuff, someone was bound to light the building on fire with a firework, because they were an idiot who didn't read the instructions on the back of the firework box. So I would wait until the fire department has to come and extinguish the fire, and I would start screaming and banging on the door and they would realize I was in there and get me out. Once the fire is gone, I can head up to the top floor and get my pen case filled with wonderful Bubblicious gum. Easy."

Nessie laughed a beautiful laugh. "Okay, you win."

"I always do," I said. "Admit it; I am the master at that game."

"Never!" she teased.

"Admit it! Admit it or…or…I will never go to McDonalds with you before the sun comes up again!"

She gasped in fake shock. "Oh, God, no! How would I go on? Alright I'll admit it. You are the master at the game."

"What's that? I didn't hear you…" I teased. Ah, this was fun.

"You, Jacob Black, are the master at that game! I am unworthy of being in the presence of such an amazing figure. All hail, your wonderfulness!" she announced. I could tell she was trying not to smile.

"Damn straight."

I held a serious face all of six seconds before bursting out laughing. Nessie joined me in my hysterical moment of laughter, and we were still laughing when we pulled into the McDonalds parking lot. Again, it looked empty except for the fact that the lights were on.

We decided to go inside and eat, just because we could.

It was pretty intense inside the McDonalds. What with it being empty and all. Except for two people, who appeared to be the only people working there.

There was a boy behind the counter, and he eyed Renesme closely, amazement reflected in his eyes. Yeah. She tends to have that effect on people. She's the most gorgeous being to ever grace this Earth with her presence. It still astounds me that she doesn't mind being around me. I'm nothing compared to her. She deserves better. Much better than me, Jacob Black. The unremarkable Jacob Black.

Nessie walked ahead of me, and I slowed down.

I watched the boy behind the counters eyes. They followed Nessie, looking her up and down. She didn't notice. She never did. She was too busy studying the menu, deciding what she wanted.

"Uh…um…wh—what would you like to order?" the boy stumbled over his words, too mesmerized by the gorgeous girl in front of him.

She looked at him, and I knew she smiled that crooked smile of hers that she inherited from her father. The boys jaw dropped a bit, and he was wearing that look. As Bella had described it once before, she was "dazzling" him.

"Hmm…" she started "I think I'm just going to have small fries and a chocolate shake."

"Okay…are you sure you don't want anything else?" the boy asked expectantly. I'm pretty sure that if Renesme was to ask for his shoes, he'd give it to her. She tended to have that effect on people. It must run in her family.

"No, thank you." Nessie assured him, always polite.

"Actually…" I knew what he was going to say. I could see it in his eyes. I had seen it so many times before. "My shift ends in about ten minutes…maybe you and I could go somewhere…you know—I mean—if you want."

That was my cue. I rushed over to Nessie's side and wrapped my arm around her waist, looking the boy dead in the eye. "Make it two orders of fries," I told him. He nodded, looking a little taken back, and pressed some buttons on the cash register.

I kissed Nessie on the cheek, making sure the boy knew that she wasn't available; even though I'm pretty sure he already figured that out. "Um…that'll be four fifty nine," the boy said, looking embarrassed.

I handed him a five dollar bill and told him to keep the change. The other girl who was working behind the counter, preparing our food, got it out quickly and brought it to the counter. She eyed Nessie jealously before returning back to her work. Nessie picked up the food, not bothering to look back at the McDonalds workers and she chose a spot over by the window, far away from the counter.

When we sat down, the first words out of Nessies mouth were, "Why did you do that, Jake?" Whoa, whoa, wait. What did I do now?

"Do what?"

"You know what."

"Are you telling me you wanted to go do whatever that boy had in mind when he gets off his shift?" I dipped a french-fry into the chocolate shake before popping it into my mouth.

"Heck, no. But still. You didn't have to be so rude. I would have declined in a nice way. No need to hurt his feelings," she took a french-fry and dipped it into the chocolate shake, but didn't pop it into her mouth. She preferred to let the chocolate sink in before taking a bite, for reasons unknown to me.

"Right. I'm sorry. I was just having fun," I told her. It was always easier to apologize than fight with her. She was very stubborn, which she got from both of her parents, so it was pointless trying to argue with her.

"You should apologize to the boy behind the counter, not me." I almost laughed. That was just not going to happen. Nessie must be loosing her mind. I have never said sorry to someone who tried to hit on her before. She should apologize to me for being so attractive to other guys. It wasn't fair.

"Sorry, Ness. But I will absolutely not be saying anything to that boy."

She sighed. She already knew I wouldn't say anything to him. But could anyone blame me?

We got home at about four thirty in the morning. It was only a quick trip to McDonalds, thankfully. Nessie decided to go sleep in Edwards old room, which had been remodeled to be Nessies second bedroom. Her first bedroom being in the cottage where her parents lived. She felt "too tired to go to the cottage." Which made me laugh. Because she was too tired to walk home, yet she was willing to wake me up for McDonalds. It didn't make sense to me, but at the moment, I didn't care. I was too tired to care.

I kissed her goodnight and made sure she was settled for bed in her fathers old bedroom. And then I passed out on the couch.

I would say that I had good dreams, and slept well. But I'd be lying.

"No! Jacob!" Nessie shouted to me. I tried to help, but I was being held back. Something—or someone—was holding me back. Someone stronger than me. Much stronger.

Nessie was being pulled under again, but this time it wasn't ice. It was water. Deep, deep water. Dark and blue. It was too dark to see what was happening. Nighttime. I couldn't tell what was going on. Who was doing this? Why?

I needed to help her. My Nessie. Save her.

"No!" I shouted as I saw her pulled under once more, just as she was able to reach the surface for a breath. "No!"

"Jake—No!" She was pulled under again, and this time, she didn't come back up.

I wanted to faze into my wolf form, and help her. Save her. But I couldn't. Something—or someone—was holding me back. Why her? Why not me? Take me, not her. Save her. My Nessie.

I clawed at my restraint with my hands. No. I would save her. I had to.

Bubbles reached the surface of the water. And then everything went black.

I woke up with a jolt, breathing heavily. I couldn't breath. Another nightmare. Not another nightmare.

Authors Note Continued: Again, I was hoping on ending on a cliffhanger. I don't know if this really is one, but that's okay. I'm pretty pleased with the way this chapter ended up. Okay so please review, add to your favorites/alerts, and enjoy. Thanks for reading and have a great day!

Oh, and I hope to have the next chapter out by next week.