Chapter 2

"Run! Seriously run and hide!" Alice said, barely finishing her warning as Jacob shut the front door of the main house behind us.

"Why? What's going on?" I asked, not really all that concerned after looking at my aunt's teasing smile.

"I tried to warn you…" She nearly sang, my mother suddenly standing behind her.

"Seriously, Renesmee? You couldn't cooperate for one moment?" My mother asked, more like demanded, completely annoyed.

"Oh! Mom, I seriously forgot! I was out at La Push and it completely slipped my mind," I quickly defended myself, suddenly recalling that I was supposed to go and see my grandpa, Charlie, today.

"You forgot? Go get in the car, young lady, before you forget again," she said, stressing the word "forget" as if it was some unfathomable concept. Well, to be fair, for her it was.

"We don't all have photographic memories," I murmured under my breath, well knowing my mother would hear.

"No. We are not having the "Who's a vampire and who's not?" argument right now. You knew that your grandpa was expecting you today and you're plenty old enough-"

"Bells, seriously, cut her some slack. She forgot, so what?"

"Don't tell me how to parent my daughter, Jacob Black! And you know what, next time I tell you to go find her, I do not mean take nearly an hour to bring her back!" My mom fired, her anger and annoyance doubling when she turned to lecture Jake.

My parents never yell at me. They've been close at times, but both of them are very good at keeping their tones calm and parental whenever talking to me. Jake on the other hand…. Well, let's just say it's a good thing he knows how to handle vampires.

"Bella, love, calm down. We're already late and Charlie's expecting us," my dad hushed, coming in from the door that led to garage. "The car is running Nessie, please obey your mother."

I nodded at my parents and turned to head out of the house and into the garage. We really did need to leave if they wanted to spend anytime with Grandpa.

"Your mom's sure on one," Jake remarked, rolling his eyes as I got into the back of my mom's car.

I just nodded, touching the side of his arm so I could show him the memory of my parents planning for the move, explaining that my mom was just really stressed out right now.

"Well, still." He rolled his eyes once more, although he seemed more understanding, or at least, more patient.

"Are you coming?" I asked, subtly trying to veer the conversation away from my mom.

"To Charlie's? Yeah, of course."

"Well…then get in the car."

Jake scoffed, "No, thanks. I'm not really looking to have a pair of vampire chauffeurs. I'll just run, probably beat ya there anyway."

I couldn't help but frown. "I'll just come with you then," I said, quickly regretting it as my parents came into the garage.

"Stay in the car, Ness," my mom said, quickly throwing a glare at Jake before hopping into the passenger seat. My dad took a deep breath, but said nothing as he entered the car as well.

Jake gave me the "Are we going to push the matter?" look I had begun to see a lot more of as of late, only nodding when I shook my head in a definite "no."

"Race you there," he mumbled, beginning to phase before he was even out of sight.

"'Bout time you showed up," Grandpa grumbled from his reclined position on the couch. It took him a few tries, but once standing he came to give Mom and I an awkward hug.

"Sorry, Dad. I tried to call and let you know we'd be late. Nessie decided she had some more important things to do this afternoon than be an obedient daughter."

Grandpa just chuckled, nodding his head as if he completely understood.

"Sorry Gramps, I forgot," I admitted, shrugging my shoulders a bit as if to simply excuse it.

"Yeah, yeah. The important thing is you're here now so we can finally eat some of that dinner Sue worked so hard to prepare."

"Oh, be quiet Charlie. Picking up a few pizzas isn't exactly all that hard, even for someone as incapable of cooking as you," Sue laughed, throwing me a kind smile as the Cullen Caravan made it's way into my grandparents tiny kitchen.

It didn't take long at all before the pizza's Sue had ordered were completely devoured, leaving behind only four, grease-stained boxes.

Over the past several years, I'd been trying hard to shift my diet from mostly animal blood to mostly human food. It really wasn't all that difficult, I mean, it's a whole lot easier to grab a glass of orange juice out of the fridge than to go and hunt a deer to drain dry, but my preference hasn't changed. I like the taste of blood. It's so much better than any human food I have yet to try, but that doesn't mean I won't still attempt to eat food as mundane as pizza. It must taste somewhat good to humans, Jake pretty much ate a whole box by himself.

"So, you ready kid?" my Grandpa asked, sitting down across from Jake and I on his recliner in the living room.

"Huh?"

"You know, for the big move and all of that," he continued.

"Oh, that. I guess, although I'm really going to miss Forks," I answered, trying my best to hide my true horror on the topic.

"Yeah, well, I don't blame ya. Canada's an awful far 'way place from everything here."

I nodded. He had absolutely no idea.

"It will be good, Nessie. And of course, we will come back and visit as often as we can," my dad promised, being as positive about the whole ordeal as he always was around me. I knew he was hoping some of his positivity would rub off, but there was no use. Operation Canada might as well be my death sentence.

"I'm counting on that. It's gonna be weird not having you guys in the same town as Sue and I. And Jake? I mean, he's gonna have to find a new foster family once you guys leave," Charlie laughed, eyeing Jake as he did so.

We couldn't help but laugh at this as well. No one wanted to be the first to explain the whole "imprinting" thing to Charlie, so as far as he knew, Jake was staying behind. It wouldn't be that hard to fake since Jake was planning to come back a lot to check on the pack and his family. Plus, Charlie mainly saw Jake because Charlie saw us. Take my family and I out of the equation and, well...It won't be a problem.

My mom and Sue came into the living room then, golden brown paired with porcelain white.

"Ness, if you and Jake plan on hitting Sam and Emily's tonight you better get going now. I still want you in bed before midnight," my mom reminded, motioning her head towards the front door.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot. You ready to go, Ness?" Jake's words got stretched as he stood from the couch to stretch out his arms and back from sitting for so long.

I did the same, waving a quick goodbye to Grandpa and Sue and obtaining the car keys my mom was hesitantly handing Jake and I.

"Midnight," she said again, this time to Jake rather than myself.

"Sure, sure," he mumbled, throwing one of his massive arms around my shoulders and steering me towards the door.

He didn't start beaming until we were in the car, Grandpa's house fading quickly out of view.

"What are you smiling about?" I meant to be slightly rude, but my own voice was filled with the happiness his smile always brought.