I'm on a mission to update! Ha! As promised, here is Oliver. I know most of you are Team Jacob, but maybe some of you will feel the tiniest bit of compassion for our smaller than average twin wolf?...Again, thank you so much to all my reviewers, I feel like the luckiest person every time I hear from you all :). Ok so, you know the routine, read, review and enjoy! Thanks.

***********************Oliver***********************************

"Sorry, dear, she's not feeling too well right now, but I'll have her call you back as soon as she is," the female voice said to me. I answered meekly with a 'kay' and hung up. For some reason I felt ill at ease. Renesmee wasn't feeling sick last night, so why was she now?...Unless it had to do with the food…but there was no way food that delicious could cause sickness…It's Christmas day for crying out loud! And I can't even say 'Merry Christmas' to my girlfriend?

Something was not right, and I was going to find out what it was.

************************Edward**************************************

"What could it mean though?" I asked myself again. I had just seen all of Alice's recent vision. It almost seemed too good to be true. If Jane and Alec really were out of the guard, then were they still going through with their plan?...If the Volturri weren't behind it then there would be reason for them to not go through with it, but if the Volturri really were behind it…had we actually stumped them by sending Jacob away?

I shook my head no for the millionth time. It was just too easy a victory, there had to be some ulterior motive for them just quitting like that!

"We might want to consider," spoke Jasper, "that the Volturri let them leave unscarred. Most wanting to just 'quit' would've been punished direly, unless they were very fortunate," his eyes glanced at Carlisle, who was nodding in agreement.

"He's right, Edward," Carlisle said, "Jane and Alec's gifts are much too valuable to the guard for them to just let them leave unscathed."

I could see what both were getting at, and only when Bella finally interrupted did I say anything.

"So you're saying that maybe they left on purpose? That Alice saw that particular decision because they let her? Just like with the first vision?" she said, frowning in concentration as she pieced together what little information we had to work with.

"Yes, I think that's exactly what they're saying," I said, looking over to her worried face. "Which, if correct, only leads us back to square one. They're letting these events slip for a reason, as if they wanted us to see them. And if that's the case, then there's something very important, and possibly very dangerous, that we don't have the slightest idea about."

"Jeanine," said Bella, still looking thoughtful, "it must be her. If she is some kind of shield, then she's what's protecting the 'important' things we don't know about."

Alice came out of her trance, disappointed with having received no further information. She piped in. "Bella's right. It has to be Jeanine who's blocking me out. I keep seeing these sort of blind spots in a lot of my visions, especially where Jane and Alec are concerned. We already know that she's some kind of shield, but," she nodded her head, "those spots, they're very similar to the kind I get when the wolves and Nessie get in the way, so it could also be that—"

"She's a hybrid," I interrupted. Alice shrugged in frustration.

"Yes, I think she may be. And perhaps that influences her shield as well." She said.

Carlisle looked thoughtful…It could be all connected somehow: a hybrid with a gift of shielding…it could be similar to Bella's only instead of blocking out gifts like Edward's and Jane's, it might block out gifts like Alice's and Jaspers, gifts not directly linked to the mind…and maybe her half blood has something to do with the wolves…maybe she can shield away their link somehow?...there's no way of telling, we need more information…he looked at me then, knowing I was listening to everything. I made to reiterate his thoughts to the rest of our family but another set of thoughts interrupted…

I don't care what that blond bimbo says, if something's wrong with Renesmee I should be the first one to know, I'm her boyfriend!

Great, I thought, more drama.

I bet I could make her smile, even if it does have something to do with Jacob. I don't care if even Edward tries to stop me, I'm going to march in there and demand to see—

"Hello, Oliver," I said through gritted teeth, flashing them threateningly at him as he looked up at me with a surprised face, his fist lifted about to knock on the already open door. "What can I do for you today?"

He gaped at me…Uh…right, right! I'm on a mission! His eyebrows drew closer together as he gathered up his courage.

"I came over to see Renesmee," he said, then added more attentively, "sir."

I smiled at him, "I'm sorry, Oliver, but Renesmee is not feeling well, as Rosalie already told you over the phone. Good-bye." I slammed the door in his face…but didn't hear it shut completely, only a muffled 'ow.'

That stubborn little wolf! He'd purposefully used his foot to stop the door! I turned back towards the door; I was in no mood for little nuisances right now, especially when the safety of my daughter was at stake!

Esme, however, had appeared out of nowhere and already had her hand on the handle. She turned swiftly towards me with a calm smile.

I'll handle this dear.

I blinked at her in surprise...then shrugged. One less nuisance to worry about…man, this whole situation was making me bitter…

**********************Oliver***********************************

Goodbye?

I wasn't about to give up that easily. Without really thinking I stuck my foot at the last minute to catch the door…I wanted to scream like a little girl, it hurt!...but at least it'd get their attention. I blinked back the pain, ready to face Edward again. He'd be angrier, no doubt, and so I scowled in anticipation, ready for—

Nessie's grandmother? I looked at the small woman in surprise, the confusion quite apparent on my face, but she just smiled at me.

"Hello, Oliver," she said with a beaming smile. I couldn't help it; I smiled back. "Renesmee isn't feeling too well but won't you come in for a little while? I made her several items for breakfast and lunch but she refuses to touch them. We'll probably just throw it away if you don't want—"

"I'll take it!" I almost yelled, then added in a softer undertone, "ma'am. It would be a waste to throw away such fine cooking after all."

She smiled sweetly at me and led me into the kitchen—away from where the rest of the family was—and I followed without guilt or thought. I liked Esme much more than Edward, that was for sure…

She motioned towards a chair for me to sit down and started reheating some stuff. The aroma made my mouth water and I nearly forgot why I was here in the first place.

Renesmee!

"Um, ma'am," I said aloud, she turned back to me, the same friendly smile on her face.

"Don't be silly, any friend of Nessie's is a friend of our family. Call me Esme," she insisted.

"Uh, ok, Esme," I said, feeling somewhat flustered, "I actually came over because I was worried about Renesmee. I called to wish her a Merry Christmas earlier and they told me she wasn't feeling too well. I just thought, well, you know," I blushed as she studied me closer, "since me and her were kind of boyfriend/girlfriend that I should try comforting her if she's not feeling well."

For a second neither of us said a word, then, she tilted her head to one side and cupped my face in one of her cold hands. The closeness made my face get hot. "Aw, that's such a sweet gesture." Then she turned back to take out whatever was in the microwave.

These vampire women should be outlawed! I thought, cursing myself for blushing…Wait, sweet gesture? What about seeing Renesme—dear lord, what is that AMAZING smell?

"Here you go," she said, setting down several plates in front of me. I was mesmerized. "I hope you're hungry," she laughed as I took no further second to begin devouring everything edible in sight. Esme simply sat in front of me, watching me like a mother hen does her chicks and throwing occasional glances towards the rest of the family.

Within ten minutes—or less, but I'll pretend it was ten—I had finished everything. Aahhhh! So good! Then I looked up at Esme.

"You should be, like, a professional chef or something," I told her. Her face lit up—as if that could even happen with her—and she smiled more.

"Why thank you," she beamed. I waited for her to invite me up to Renesmee's room but she didn't. After an uncomfortable minute I finally 'ahemed.'

"So," I said slowly, "can I see Renesmee now?" No point in beating around the bush.

Her smile waned. "Well, Oliver," she said just as slowly, "we weren't lying when we said that Renesmee wasn't feeling well. I'm just not sure if," she hesitated, searching for the right words, "given our current situation, it would be such a good idea for you to see her right now."

Current situation?... Then I almost slapped myself. This had something to do with Jacob! "Is that what everyone's talking about in the other room?" I asked. I knew it was none of my business, but I felt if I wanted any kind of information, Esme would be the one to give it to me, and if she didn't she'd at least let me down nicely—unlike a certain other vampire *cough* Edward!

Her beautiful smile vanished completely, and I almost regret asking. "Yes, I'm afraid our family is dealing with a potentially dangerous circumstance, and Nessie is taking it really hard, she—"

"That's why Jacob left, isn't it?" I suddenly interrupted, somehow piecing together this 'situation.' "It has something to with Nessie, huh?"

Esme looked at me confused. "How did you know Jacob lef—" she began, but I didn't let her finish. I explained briefly how Edward had told me to go along with their little lie—coincidentally leaving out the 'moment' I'd gotten in trouble for—and also how I had seen Jacob flee away into the forest. For a moment she didn't say anything, then—

"Oh, I see."

She looked pensive for a moment, then turned to me. "I thought Edward didn't want you seeing Nessie so as not to involve you but…" she paused, "well, seeing as how you already knew some of the problem, I really don't see the harm."

I beamed at her, I was going to get to see her after all!

"I will warn you, however, dear, that she didn't take Jacob's leaving well—"

I felt my heart falter. "Wait, she knows he's gone?" I interrupted. Esme nodded at me sadly.

"Yes, she knows he left but because none of us know where he went, she's worried sick," she continued. I felt a pang of jealousy tear through me—

"And another thing, Oliver," Esme said, this time more carefully, "when Nessie found out last night…" she looked uncomfortable, even looking away for a second, "I think it may have triggered something in her. You know, about her feelings for Jacob."

My heart turned to stone. Feelings? For…Jacob? But…she was MY girlfriend! She couldn't have feelings for him…yet?

Esme continued hurriedly, "Of course just because she said she loved him doesn't necessarily imply that she loves him that way. She's always loved him as if he were part of the family…But he is her imprint, Oliver, as you were always aware of, so I'm trusting you'll do the right thing if she decides to talk to you about anything…," she placed her hand onto my dead shoulder, "but for all we know she might not even mention it, so don't worry too much about it, ok?"

I nodded, but my racing imagination was thinking the worst. "Here, I'll take you up to her room." Esme offered.

I followed her reluctantly, unsure of whether I wanted to see her anymore…to find out she no longer saw me in that way…

Renesmee might have feelings for Jacob…my stomach dropped to my toes and I could hear the rapid progression of my heart as we neared Renesmee's room. I prayed dearly that it wasn't true…

So what do you think of this little sort of 'heart to heart?' Esme is so nice! But even she can't ignore what Oliver is going to face when he enters Nessie's room. What will she say to him? What will he say when she finds out he was in on the 'little lie' as well? What's going on with Jacob? Review to find out! Thanks.