Authors Note: I'm soooooooooo sorry! I know I promised to have this chapter out within a week and this is way overdue! Again, sorry. I went on vacation last week and was unable to write. But I got it finished! And it's longer too :) Not much longer than the last chapter, but still.

So about the chapter. This was the hardest one for me to write yet. Because Jacob and Nessie get, ahem, "intimate". I'm not good at describing things like that, so let me know if I did a good job or not. I really enjoyed writing this chapter though, so I hope that you enjoy reading it.

Alright, there is nothing else to say. Go ahead. Indulge yourself. Read.

Falling Through: Chapter 3 - That Didn't Just Happen

Let's recap. I've had two dreams—no scratch that—nightmares. Nightmares in which Nessie…I can't even think it. She…gets hurt. Gets pulled under. First under ice, and then under water. What's next? Pudding? No. I shouldn't joke about it. It's not funny. Not a time for laughing.

Were those nightmares serious? Or was I just making something out of nothing. They were just nightmares. They didn't actually mean anything. It wasn't like that would ever actually happen. I wouldn't let it. But still. I was a bit freaked out. Okay, maybe I was more than "a bit" freaked out. I was a lot freaked out. Terrified, even.

This was some scary stuff. How many more nightmares like this would I be having? Or was the one the other night, the last one? Would they stop? I really needed some sleep. I have been having issues even getting so much as my eyes closed recently.

Maybe that's what was doing it. The lack of sleep, I mean. Maybe I just needed sleep, and that would solve my nightmare problem.

But here's the thing: I was afraid of going to sleep.

I know what you're thinking. Jacob Black? Scared? Hah. Yeah, right.

No. Actually, I'm terrified. Because those dreams were bad. Scary bad. Even I couldn't handle them. I don't think anyone could. Especially not me. Now if they were about someone like—Rosalie, for instance, drowning, then it wouldn't be that bad. No, no. That was mean, oven for me. I don't really get along with Rosalie, even after all of these years, but that doesn't mean I want her to die. Or drown. Whatever it was that was going on.

Nessie plopped down next to me on the grass. We were competing to see who could catch the largest elk, but she must have noticed that I had stopped playing.

"What are you thinking about?" Nessie asked me, scooting closer on the grass so that our legs were touching.

"Nothing," I lied. "Except the fact that your parents will kill me if you're not home in the next ten minutes."

I stood up, pulling her with me.

"Way to be responsible, Jake," Nessie commented, rushing ahead of me. "Race you back!"

She took off running. "Hey! It doesn't count if you cheat!" I shouted, taking off after her. Every bad thought I had had a second ago about the nightmares completely disappeared as I concentrated on the game Nessie and me were playing.

Nessie laughed off in the distance. I was catching up to her. I just had to go a little bit faster, and I could beat her. But then again, I didn't really want to beat her. She always enjoys winning. And rubbing her win in my face. And frankly, I love it when she rubs it in my face. Am I whipped or what?

"I'm going to win!" Nessie shouted from in front of me. We were close to the house now, and I could see the familiar white walls through the trees in the distance.

Nessie reached the house about seven seconds before I did, which declared her the winner. "Ha! Take that Jake!" she shouted at me with a big grin on her face.

I smiled at her, and pulled her into a hug, crushing her to my chest. She didn't complain, she hugged me back just as tightly.

She pulled away, and took my hand, leading me into the oversized Cullen house.

We noticed something the second we entered. I could practically taste the tension in the air. Everyone was in the living room. That was rare for this house. Jasper was sitting on a leather reclining chair and Alice was perched on the chairs armrest. Edward and Bella were sitting side by side on the couch. Esme and Carlisle sat in the loveseat, and Rosalie and Emmet were sitting on the floor between the loveseat and the couch.

"What's going on?" Nessie asked in a nervous voice. She dropped my hand.

"Renesme, it's good you're home. How was hunting?" Edward asked in a calm voice. It was an act. I'd heard it before. Pretending everything was fine. For Nessie.

He must have heard my thoughts, because he gave me a stern look.

"Hunting was fine. Now someone tell me what's going on," Nessie said.

Emmet opened his mouth to say something—probably to answer Nessie's question—but Rosalie covered his mouth with her hand.

Bella motioned for Renesme to sit by her and Edward on the couch and she did.

"Someone answer me." Nessie ran a hand through her hair. That's what she always did when she was stressed.

I stood by the front door, awkwardly, unsure of what to do. I opted for sitting on the floor in front of Nessie on the couch. She ran her hands, absentmindedly, through my shaggy hair, and I leaned my head into her touch.

Edward answered her, "We'll be getting a visit from another vampire clan soon."

I was a little bit confused, but didn't say anything. I focused on watching Nessie's face to see her reaction. Her face was expressionless. "And…?" she urged her father to continue.

"This clan is from Russia. They had a rough past and so they are visiting the area making peace with the clans on this side of the globe. They will be passing through this area and have heard many things about us, so they'll be stopping by," Edward explained.

"What do you mean they've 'heard many things about us'?" Nessie asked.

Carlisle answered this one, "There has been quite a bit of gossip, so to speak, about us."

Apparently Rosalie had removed her hand from over Emmet's mouth, because he went ahead and said, "Gossip about how Bella gave birth to a half vampire and half human girl. And that we hang out with dogs."

I growled at Emmet. Dogs?! I believe the correct term is—"Shape shifters, whatever," Emmet said.

"And what do you mean they 'had a rough past'?" Nessie asked, ignoring Emmet and me.

"The Russian vampire clan has been around for about two hundred years now. There are six members total. Their leader, who I've met before, his name is Anton. He started this small war between clans. It got really bad and the Volturi had to get involved, and eventually broke it up. A lot of innocent people got killed, and a lot of vampires got into trouble with the Volturi. Anton is very lucky that he still exists. The Volturi almost got rid of him. But they gave him another chance. Since then, Anton and his clan hasn't caused anymore problems that I'm aware of, but they don't really get along well with other vampire clans. I assume that's why they are trying to make peace," Carlisle explained.

"How do you know they're coming here?" Nessie asked. She started running her hands through my hair again. She had stopped at the beginning of the explanation.

"I saw them. They aren't planning on staying long. They started in South America and are making their way up to Alaska, so they are going to stop here for a visit," Alice told us. I should have known that she would be the one to have seen this coming.

There was still something I needed answered. "Are they vegetarian, or…?"

"No, Jake. They're not vegetarian. But they won't hunt here," Carlisle answered.

Anger flared in me. I didn't trust them. What if they hunted someone in town? What if they hunted on the reserve? What if they hunted right here, at the Cullen house? What if someone got hurt? What if Nessie got hurt? I wouldn't let that happen. I would have to stay here for there visit to protect her. The thought of spending time in this house with more vampires than usual wasn't exactly appealing, but for Nessie's safety I'd do anything.

Edward looked in my direction, and I knew that he had heard my thoughts. He didn't say anything arguing against my plan to stay here. He must aprove. Wow.

"So when will they be here?" Nessie asked.

"Early tomorrow morning," Alice replied.

Nessie nodded, and that seemed to be the cue ending this Cullen family meeting. Emmet and Rosalie went upstairs to do whatever it was they were doing, Carlisle and Esme went into the kitchen, Jasper and Alice went out onto the front porch, and Edward and Bella went out the back door.

Renesme and I stayed where we were.

"Well this should be interesting…" I said.

"How so?" asked Nessie.

"I'm not sure yet. But you watch. It will be."

Tomorrow morning came far too quickly.

The first thing I noticed upon entering the Cullen household at seven A.M. was that everyone was dressed up. More than usual anyways. Esme, Alice, Bella, and Rosalie were wearing nice dresses while Carlisle, Jasper, Emmet, and Edward were wearing nice trousers and button down shirts with ties.

Looking down at my white t-shirt and jeans, I felt out of place.

Renseme came down the stairs, and my thoughts instantly vanished at the sight of her. She was also dressed up and she just looked twice as gorgeous as the other vampires in the room. Her bronze curls were loose, flowing down her shoulders, framing her face perfectly. She was wearing a pretty purple dress ending a few inches above her knees. It wasn't a fancy dress, but she looked stunning.

Her eyes met mine. Then she looked down at my outfit and a look of shock registered on her face. Before I knew it she was grabbing my arm and leading me upstairs to her room—or her dad's old room. Nobody in the room seemed to notice. They were all too involved in their thoughts, probably on what was to come.

When the door was closed, she exploded at me. "What were you thinking wearing that?! Do you want to make a good first impression or not?"

So that's what the dressing up thing was about. "Good first impression? Seriously?"

"Well yeah! Of course! You never know how nicely they might dress, and then you'll look underdressed and out of place and it'll all just go downhill from there!" I didn't understand a word of what she said. I was never one to care about appearances or how I looked.

She must have figured out that I didn't really get what she was saying because she dragged me into her closet which was filled with clothes and shoes and accessories of every variety. There were other clothes in this closet—which for the record, was larger than my bedroom at Billy's house—clothes that weren't for Nessie. I could tell that Alice had stocked it with men's clothing too, for whatever reason. Probably from when this was Edward's room.

Nessie started flipping through the men's clothing, until she finally removed a large pair of trousers and a blue button down shirt. She exited the closet and laid the clothes out on the bed.

Before I could even process what was happening, Nessie was tugging on my shirt, trying to get it off. I raised my arms and she got it off. She tried to look away, but she couldn't help but stare at my chest.

And I tried not to, I really did, but for some reason I just had to kiss her. So I did. And for some reason we got a little bit—okay a lot, out of control. I pushed her backwards onto the bed and she pulled me with her. I was on top of her then, holding myself up so I didn't crush her. Her mouth was on mine. Our breathing was out of control, gasping for air. Nessies hands explored my bare chest and a deep moan escaped from the back of my throat.

"Hey Ness," I whispered in her ear as she started planting kisses down my neck.

"Yeah?" she replied before lightly biting my shoulder. I loved it when she did that.

"That's a nice dress you're wearing. It'll look even nicer on the floor." She grinned and brought her mouth back up to mine. My hands roamed to the zipper on the back of her dress. I tugged it down a bit, pulling the dress down a little with it, revealing the top of her chest and back.

Nessie pushed me off of her and rolled on top so she was straddling my waist. I didn't complain. She looked down at me for a second before bringing her lips back down to mine. While her hands ran through my hair, my hands were doing a little exploring of their own.

I took control, pushing Nessie lightly onto her back, putting myself once again on top.

And that's when the door flew open.

Nessie instantly pushed me off of her, and I somehow ended up on the floor besides the bed. "Shit!" I exclaimed as I looked up at the guy in the doorway. He was tall. Almost as tall as me. And extremely good looking, as all vampires are. His hair was blonde and wavy, and went down to a little past his ears. And his expression was a mixture of surprise and amusement.

"It appears I've caught you two at a bad time. I'll be going then," the boy said with a slight Russian accent. And with that he stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him.

"Oh my God," Nessie said. "Please tell me that didn't just happen."

"That didn't just happen," I told her while standing up and busying myself by putting on the blue button up shirt she had laid out on the bed. It was a bit crinkled now because just a minute ago we were on top of it. I was agitated. The moment was completely spoiled.

"But it did just happen! I'm so mortified! So much for a good first impression! That all just went down the drain! Oh God," Nessie ran a hand through her hair. "Quick, zip up my dress."

I did as she told me.

"Now take off your pants, Jake," she comanded.

"I don't know about you Ness, but I feel as though the guy walking in on us sort of killed the mood, but if you still want to go for it, then I'm all for it."

I started unzipping my pants, and then I felt really stupid when Nessie said, "No, Jake! Change into these pants!" she waved the trousers she got from the closet in front of me.

"That isn't nearly as romantic, but okay." I changed into the pants, and was about to exit the room, when Nessie stopped me.

"What are you doing?! We can't both go out at the same time!"

"Why not? I think they already figured out what was going on, so what the hell," I said, reaching for the doorknob again.

"Jacob! Please, cooperate! I'll go out first, and then in a minute you can come out," she didn't wait for my reply. Instead she just slipped out the door and into the hallway only leaving a whispered, "see you in a minute" behind.

I waited, like she told me to. Only just not for a minute. Do you know how long a minute is? Sixty seconds can feel like forever. So I waited about seven seconds before leaving the room and going down the stairs to whatever was down there waiting for me.

The Cullens were all there in the living room, along with five unfamiliar faces and the blonde haired boy who saw Nessie and me a few minutes ago.

Everyone looked my way when I came into view on the stairs. Nessie glared at me, acknowledging that I didn't wait the full sixty seconds like she told me to.

"Oh Jacob. There you are," Edward said in a stern, almost angry, voice. He knew. No doubt the blonde haired Russian had Nessie and me all over each other on repeat in his mind. Oh, God. Why me? Doesn't that guy know that it's polite to knock? Plus he's a vampire! Couldn't he hear us in there? Ah. He probably knew what he was doing. But then why did he do it?

I was confused. But at the moment, I couldn't think about it because it seems as though I appeared just in time for introductions. Lucky me. Hence the sarcasm.

"Anton, how nice to see you again!" Carlisle said to a muscular man who looked about thirty years old, just about Carlisle's age. He had thick black hair and his face had a few distinguishable scars, similar to Jaspers.

"Yes, nice indeed. It's been much too long," the man—Anton—replied.

"How was your trip up here? It wasn't too rough was it?" Carlisle inquired.

"It was nice. There are so many interesting clans in South America, there was never a single dull moment," Anton answered.

"That's good," said Carlisle. "Oh, I'd like to introduce my family. This is my wife, Esme. Emmet and Rosalie, Jasper and Alice, Edward and Bella and their daughter Renesme. And finally, this is Jacob."

"It is a pleasure to meet you all. And without further ado, I'd like to introduce my clan. This is my mate Dasha," he motioned to a short woman with short blond hair and a motherly face similar to Esme's. "This is Vera and Mixim," Anton motioned to a younger looking girl, maybe twenty years old with light red hair, and a younger looking boy with light brown hair and a muscular build. "Next is Jelena," Jelena was a tan medium height girl with dark straight hair. "Last but not least is Lavrenti." That was the boy who walked in on Ness and I. I hated him already. His name. His looks. Him. I hate him.

"We are all glad to meet you all. Now I would actually be interested in hearing the numerous stories I'm sure you all have to tell. If you wouldn't mind us moving this to the porch so we can talk," Carlisle said, leading everyone out the front door and onto the large porch.

I was about to follow everyone out, but Edward held me back.

"We need to talk, Jacob."

Authors Note Continued: So...did you like it? I'm not sure that the ending captures your attention enough, but I'm satisfied with it, and that's all that matters at the moment.

The number of names I had to google for this is ridiculous. Darn Russian names. So confusing. I think all the names I used were pretty cool those. I had to search all these baby name websites for them, and there were so many names that it was challenging to choose! I tried to match names with personalities, and this was the best I could get under the circumstances. The circumstances being that it is almost two in the morning. That's summer for you. I never sleep. I'm practically a vampire.

Speaking of vampires, there is this mosquito in my room and I swear it is immortal. I've clapped it between my palms about twelve times so far, yet it keeps appearing again and again. Darn thing. I can't kill it to save my life.

Anyways, I hope to have the next chapter out by next week. But then again, that's what I said last time. I'll really try this time, I swear, to get it out on time.

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