I FINALLY SAW ECLIPSE! Hehe, I know, a bit late but I'm really broke and was going to have to wait till Sunday :( but then last night my bf took me so yay! Now I can write with more ease and no more distractions lol. Ok, so first off, thank you to anonymous reviewer Britt for pointing out my silly mistakes—Renesmee's Carlisle's daughter?—sometimes little things like that just slip my mind hehe. And of course, thank you so much to all my reviewers and supporters, you make me so happy with your reviews, fave's, alerts, but mostly reviews cuz it lets me know what you're really thinking (hint, hint,…). Another BIG thank you for reading my first ever oneshot with 'A Lesson'; fyi, my Carlisle/Esme oneshot will be released TONIGHT so feel free to R&R that one too, please? Alright, enough talking, here's the next chapter, read, review and enjoy!

I do not own any of Stephanie Meyer's legacy, solely the plot and some new characters in this story.

****************************Jacob*********************************

"Nessie, where are you going?" I asked her, racing after her giggling form. She ran freely, her hair flowing like meshing rivers behind her, a slight glow radiating from her beautiful face, laughing without a care in the world. I followed her, wincing slightly from an inexplicable pain in my chest.

That's weird…I ignored it, using all my strength to catch up to my swift little vampire. She stopped every twenty feet to look back at me, a teasing smile on her pink lips, motioning with her hand for me hurry up. I pushed my body to its maximum, the burning sensation in my chest increasing drastically.

"Aaagghhh," I gasped, my knee hitting the ground as pain overwhelmed me. What's going on…I looked up, searching for the familiar face of the girl I loved more than anything, the reason for my existence, but…she was gone.

I panicked, trying but failing to get back onto my feet, to phase even…but nothing worked…then—

"Jake, help!" she screamed, her sweet voice a haunting echo from the forest.

"Nessie!" I bellowed, fighting a losing battle with my immobile body. I couldn't see her anywhere, her scent too far away for me to catch, the overhead clouds consuming the soft glow of her porcelain skin.

And then I saw them.

The girl, Jane, sent me a wave of indescribable pain, washing through every fiber of my body.

"N-nes-sie," I somehow managed to sputter, but it was no use. Her red eyes gleamed maliciously as she turned away and ran into the darkness of the trees, Nessie's blood curdling screams never ceasing to reverberate throughout my entire existence…

"NESSIE!" I yelled, my torso bolting straight up into the air.

Just a dream, a horrible nightmare…my eyes scanned the somewhat familiar room and I groaned.

I'm still in a nightmare…

"Jacob," said another voice, the motherly figure of the Cullen family. Esme hesitantly placed a stone hand onto my shoulder. I shrank away from it, the nightmare and my reality still taking its toll on me.

"You need to lay down," she tried again, this time a feeble attempt of a smile crossing her pale face.

"N-Nessie," I croaked in opposition, my head nodding defensively of its own accord.

"I know," she said, a remarkable sadness in her voice, "Bella and Edward are already on their way to Italy. And as soon as you're well enough—"

"I want to go now," I interrupted.

Carlisle entered the room, a small duffel bag in his hand. "And we will," he answered, "as soon as you're no longer a liability."

I started and stopped, remembering Esme's outburst from several hours ago—had it been that long ago?—and slowly eased myself back onto the sofa.

Esme smiled warmly at me, or at least tried to. I could see the wretchedness behind her black eyes, determined to do whatever it took to get her family back. Carlisle was still busy packing another bag—mine from the looks of it—and I could tell from his tense stature that he was still somewhat opposed to disobeying the Volturi's wishes…for fear for his granddaughter…

I would be ever grateful to Esme for this.

"How long?" I asked. She looked towards her fair husband.

"I'd say about another night," he answered, coming over to place his hands on her shoulders, "you should be able to at least jog by morning with your increased healing abilities, and the plane ride over should be more than enough to get you back to normal."

I sighed, a sigh of frustration and yet relief.

Hold on Nessie, I'm almost on my way.

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

"Renesmee,"I called out, sticking my head out the door, "Renes—" I stopped, noticing her sleeping figure on the bed, a pair of gray clothing held lightly in her outstretched arm.

Sleeping beauty does exist…

I reached for a towel and wrapped it securely around myself, making my way over towards the bed. She was breathing softly, her brow creased in anxiety.

Poor Renesmee, I bet she's been through a lot today…or yesterday…I couldn't tell what time of day it was at this point, whether it was a new day at all, everything seemed like a giant blur. Renesmee still hadn't filled me in on all the happenings.

I wanted to know about my brother, about the vampire back in the cave, how they had found us, what exactly was going on…but I didn't even think about waking her up, not when she was so clearly exhausted. I sat on the edge, refraining even from taking the warm-ups she clasped so as not to jostle her in the least.

She looked so beautiful, even now, covered in dirt, grime, and even blood, with her sweat matted down hair, and disheveled clothing. The lack of moonlight didn't hide the glow that still came off of her flawless face, soothing and everlasting in the most concrete definition of perfection.

I hesitantly, and very slowly, brushed away the stray hairs across her forehead, her warm skin warmer than usual, a contrast to my somewhat cooled, showered hands. My fingers traced the delicate curve of her cheekbone, lightly grazing her chin as the palm of my hand finally cupped her cheek. An incredible urge to reach down and kiss her lightly on the lips overcame me, to feel those soft lips against my own, even if it was solely one-sided.

A small moan emitted those lips, the wrinkle in her brow smoothing out and vanishing as she suddenly leaned into my hand, her nose nuzzling in what I could only guess was a sense of comfort, of security.

Why couldn't she be mine?

Even after everything that had happened, that was happening, I couldn't get beyond the enigma that bounded me to Renesmee Cullen.

I shook my head to myself. Don't be stupid, Oliver, you know damn well why you love this girl. She's perfect.

I hadn't realized how close her breath suddenly was as my head somehow ended up within inches of hers. Her warm breath came to a halt, and my hand no longer held her face as her brown eyes looked up at me curiously, knowingly…ashamedly.

I leaned back and looked away, a tear falling onto the towel wrapped around my waist at the same time.

"Sorry," I mumbled, "you just looked so peaceful, I—I…"

"It's ok," she mumbled back, her discomfort with our situation steeling the edges of her voice. I felt the cotton material of the warm-ups being pressed into my hands as she silently got off the bed and made her way over the bathroom.

"Let me just shower real quick also," she said, her voice tight and false, "I'll explain everything afterwards."

I just nodded, ashamed with myself for even thinking along those lines. She closed the door softly, the shower turning on almost immediately.

Even with the running water, however, I could still hear her muffled sobs.

************************Bella******************************************

No matter how blurry my human memories were, the plane ride seemed all too familiar. If I didn't know any better, I could've sworn it was actually taking longer to reach Volterra this time around.

"Edward, stop staring like that, you're making the father really uncomfortable," I whispered lowly. Edward blinked—his third time since we'd left Seattle—and simply turned his gaze onto something else.

I sighed, an involuntary breath shuddering through me. Edward was, by far, taking the whole situation in panic. He'd nearly sent the security girl at the airport into hysterics when she made us wait in line to go through, growled at a teenage boy—who looked remarkably similar to Alec with his fair attributes, even for a human—and had been staring with wild, unblinking eyes into the bronze hair of a human toddler sitting diagonally from us. She didn't look remotely like our daughter, but I could see the semblance of her hair, almost the same rich color as Renesmee's.

I understood his worry, as I myself was lost in my own pool of angst, but, as Alice had told me in a similar trip, I gently squeezed his hand and whispered, "It's faster than running."

He barely seemed to hear me, lost in his inner battle of sanity. I squeezed his hand comfortingly, an act to further my own mind's blur. My arm didn't hurt anymore, a mere scar left as a reminder of the horrible event.

"Daddy, what's wrong with him?"

I turned slightly towards the small, timid, voice. The same little girl Edward had been staring at…following her gaze I managed to keep from strangling my insane husband.

"Edward!" I hissed, slapping his wrist slightly, "I told you to stop staring!"

He looked at me, the worry in his eyes breaking my non-beating heart. I immediately softened with his hurt expression, cupping his smooth skin in my hands and bringing his forehead towards my own.

"Everything will be ok," I assured him, knowing the falsity behind my confident words but trusting in them with every hope that I could pray for. "Trust me, Edward," he closed his eyes, leaning into my touch, "we won't let anything happen to her."

****************************Sam**************************************

Sam, Jake still doesn't look too good but I found out they're going to Italy as soon as he can get on his feet.

I furrowed my brow, my legs never once losing their pace. I knew how dire the circumstances were, and if need be…

Thank you, Seth…I want everyone ready, I commanded, if Jacob goes to Volterra he might need us…I don't know for sure, but just in case, be ready. We might have another war on our hands…

Ok, so not too exciting hehe *hangs head in shame* but I needed to put a Jake POV plus some of Edward's little overreaction snippets. Coming up next, Jeanine…well, sort of lol, Rosalie haha, and...well you'll see. For now, please read and review my latest oneshot 'And Golden Fell into Heavenly Hazel' yes, hazel won so yay! Also, if you haven't read my other one, 'A Lesson', please do so, it's very cutesy and just fun hehe. So, anyway, review! My next update will be up soon. Thanks.