Ok so this next chapter was originally only one chapter, however, as it began to form in my mind I knew it would take at least two, plus I wanted to add in as much Nessie&Jake fluff as possible—so perhaps six chapters left lol. Ok, so here it is, and of course thank you all :) Read, review and enjoy!
I do not own any of Stephanie Meyer's genius, solely the plot and some new characters in this story.
******************************Nessie*******************************
Home.
"You ok, Ness?"
His buttery voice melted right through me, a melody so rich and so fine, I could never tire of it. Jake's hands enveloped me deeper into the contours of his defined chest, a light squeeze bringing me out of my mental fantasy and into my living one. I turned ever so slightly, a shy touch of my lips on his cheek.
"I'm fine, Jake."
He returned a brilliant smile, the red of his coppery skin deepening with that simple gesture, that small touch. I couldn't seem to get over the thrill it was to be with this transcendent miracle, from the moment in Volterra to the entire plane ride home, to now, sitting idly on the porch in plain sight.
I'd always known Jacob Black was where home resided, but I never imagined it could feel so good. Being with Jake felt like more than home. It felt like an endless sunny day, a clear moonlit night, a cavalcade of chocolate strawberries, the richest blood, and the only breath in the world that ever really mattered. Being with Jake was the completeness of an unsure era, the cheese to my macaroni, the sugar on top and every other corny saying brought to life. I felt whole, as if nothing in the world could harm me, would even dare, or would mortally regret. Every touch, every kiss, every knowing gaze, every vague gaze; nothing was too small an action; they all did the same thing.
Send me into heaven and beyond.
Yes, Jake was much more than home, and as cliché as it sounds, there really is no place like home.
"Nessie?"
I settled back comfortably, feigning a yawn to stretch my arms up and around his strong neck. "Yeah?"
"I wanted to ask you—"
"Jake! Nessie!"
The voice caused an immediate reaction. Jake guiltily stopped rubbing my knee—when had he started?—and I leaned forward, significantly farther away from his naked torso.
Did I mention on top of all the incredible things Jake is, he happens to be unbelievably attractive?
Mom smiled at us, a knowing look on her face. I knew from the two she was the most understanding, the one most able to accept the chaste touches and kisses Jake and I felt compelled to share. Nevertheless—
"Your father and I are on our way to the airport with Jeanine." She said smoothly, her eyes twinkling as she added, "Edward wants you to come with us, sweetie."
My eyes narrowed. Yeah, I bet he does…
"Nessie." Mom warned, her eyebrows rising.
Daddy had been okay with our new relationship at first … yeah, an entire two hours … Jake laughed and I felt myself blush; I hadn't realized I'd shared the thought with him. I kissed him quickly on the forehead and turned begrudgingly towards my smiling mother. She knew as well as I did how difficult the whole idea was for my overprotective vampire father, so it was best to just cooperate when able…like, unfortunately, now.
"Oh!" I turned back quickly. "Wait, what did you want to ask me, Jake?"
Jake blinked, a puzzled expression on his face. "What did I—oh! It has to do with the whole Oliver thing but don't worry about it, you'll tell me later." He grinned.
But I felt myself pale.
Oliver thing? Had he found out already—
"Hey, hey," he laughed, "it's nothing really. Just wondered how he got mixed up in that whole mess—"
"We need to get going, Jacob," daddy suddenly interrupted, appearing, as usual, conveniently on time with the quickest of glances in my direction. Jake continued grinning, his gaze altered towards daddy.
"Sorry, sorry," he laughed, "don't want to keep Jeanine's family waiting. See you in a while, Ness." And with a quick wink he took off.
I could feel daddy's eyes on me, waiting for me to voice the thoughts I was having trouble keeping straight. Of course I knew my past relationship with Oliver was going to come up eventually—I was actually surprised Jake hadn't asked or found out about us earlier—but now that the truth was just around the corner …
"Come on, Nessie," daddy said softly, "Jeanine and Tom are already waiting in the car."
I followed wordlessly, the upcoming dilemma still vivid in my mind. For once I was actually grateful for daddy's 'interruptions,' even though he was being unusually quiet at the moment … hmmm, I wonder what he's hiding … I still didn't know how, or what I was going to tell Jake when the time came—apparently real soon—and the thought of what he might do to Oliver…
I settled into the backseat beside Tom, a quick smile in greeting to the two lovebirds—I wonder when Jake and I will be able to look like that without daddy freaking out…
"Oliver is going to talk to Jacob today," Tom suddenly whispered to me, very softly. I gaped at him in horror.
WHAT?
I immediately glared at the pair of golden eyes staring at me through the rearview mirror.
So that's why you're making me go!
"Don't worry," Tom continued in a hushed voice, "he'll be fine. He's your best friend after all. Jake wouldn't want to hurt—"
"Are you insane!" I hissed back, my eyes bulging out menacingly. Tom only rolled his eyes.
"You look a lot like Edward when you do that, you kno—"
I grabbed his wrist, shot an apologetic glance at Jeanine—who merely smiled knowingly—and squeezed…hard.
"Ow! That—"
If anything happens to him, Tom, you are going to pay for not telling me sooner—
"Sweetheart," daddy cut in, his eyes watching me, "Oliver barely told Tom a few minutes ago so don't go blaming—"
"So you knew too!" I retorted accusingly.
Daddy made to respond but mom beat him to it. "Renesmee," she said sternly, "enough."
"But—"
"Enough."
And that was the end of that.
Oh, Jake, please don't kill Oliver…
**************************Oliver***********************************
"Hey, Jake, guess what man? I kind of dated Renesmee for a while, but we're sooo over now that you're in the picture…"
No, not that…
"Dude! So I have the funniest story for you. It's like this: Renesmee and I were sort of boyfriend and girlfriend, and yeah we kissed and stuff…what kind of stuff?...uh…"
Shit, that wouldn't sound right either…
"Hi, Jake. —"
Oh God, he's going to kill me…
*****************************2 hours later********************************
"Hey, kiddo, what's up?"
Jacob was lying flat on his back in a patch of grass, looking as peaceful and at ease as a big, muscular, shape-shifting Quileute guy could ever hope to look. Not for long…
"H-hey, J-Jake." I laughed. Crap, get it together, Oliver!
"Dude, come here," he motioned to a spot beside him. "Check out that cloud, it looks like a fish!"
I looked at him in awe. Was he serious? Alpha Jacob Black was…watching…clouds? I shook my head in mild confusion. Being in love hadn't made me that nuts…
Hello? You're about to get slaughtered by your own doing, that's pretty crazy enough.
You have a point…
"Oliver, hurry up before it floats away!"
I went over and looked up. No way was I going to lie beside him; it would only make my death swifter.
"See it?"
"Yeah…" I muttered, utilizing the precious seconds of life I still had. I was ever-grateful I'd had this much longer to begin with, and now that the end was near I couldn't help but feel terrified.
What would death feel like?
"Hey, Oliver, so how did you end up in Volterra anyway, bro?"
And there it was, the question that would unravel the rest of my pitiful existence.
I gulped. "Well, it's a funny story actually—"
"Tom said Ness saved you guys," he laughed, interrupting my train of thought. "But I can't see how they'd confuse you with me. I mean," he leaned up on an elbow and smiled at me cheerfully, "we don't even look alike."
"Oh."
Jacob arched an eyebrow at me expectantly.
Oh right, explanation…
"Yeah, well you know the whole attack story. I guess they just thought I was her imprint because she, you know, killed to save me and stuff…" I mumbled, looking away with the increased burn erupting onto my face. Maybe I should just avoid it all with half-truths…
"I guess they figured I was someone important if she was willing to kill for me," I continued.
Yeah, half-truths it is. I'm too young to die. He'll understand when I tell him the truth twenty years from now…
But Jacob was suddenly looking at me through narrowed eyes. Uh oh, did he figure it out?
"Is that…all?"
I gulped, taking a step back without thinking. "Y-yeah—"
"Why are you blushing?" Crap, there's that accused voice again, the one from before…
"N-no reason—"
"Oliver, what are you not telling me?"
That I'm in love with your imprint and I was her first kiss and I actually touched her in more places than you have…
He was on his feet now, his arms crossed and his head tilted questioningly. He didn't look mad…so maybe…no, Oliver, you have to tell him, now!
"Jacob, there's something I have to tell you." I said firmly, despite the squealing, terrified voice in my head telling me to get the hell away already.
He chuckled half-heartedly. "Well, judging by your reactions I figured as much."
I laughed nervously, glancing sideways to scout out the quickest route away. "See the thing is—there's no easy way to say this—I mean—you're not allowed to kill us, right?"
This caused his dark eyes to open significantly. "What? No, why?"
I nodded, my heart already racing with the adrenaline pumping through my veins. "No reason, just…"
But Jacob had already caught on. He took a menacing step forward, his arms no longer folded but arched slightly by his sides, fists clenched and a vein in his neck jutting out threateningly. My body began to shake with anticipation, a gesture my Alpha noticed.
"Oliver, you're shaking."
"I-I know, I…" I took one final breath, my own fists clenching and my legs preparing for the sprint I was about to leap into.
Alright, here goes. Mom, please don't cry too much at my funeral…
"I love Renesmee."
Silence.
…
More silence.
Silence accompanied with a twitch of those dangerous eyes, a heat flowing between the small space that separated us.
"I'm sorry, what?" he asked, his cheerful demeanor completely gone and replaced with the most terrifying glare my short life had ever seen.
"Renesmee and I—we sort of, got together—"
"YOU DID WHAT?"
I realized my hasty wording and fearfully backtracked. "No, no, not like that! We just kissed and—"
"YOU KISSED HER?"
I could feel his anger boiling, emanating waves of dynamite just on the brink of exploding, a terrible fate for any person within a ten mile radius.
"Well, that's what couples do—"
"COUPLES!"
Crap, he looks worse than Edward…
"Well, yeah, she liked me—"
His breathing was already hitching to a lethal height, eyes almost out of their sockets, and body trembling with rage. He didn't say anything but I figured now was the best time for me to finish what I'd come to say.
"And I kind of—t-touched her inappropriately, but, but," I took another step back when his eye width reached a phenomenal length, "it was nothing bad, I—"
"You touched her."
"I didn't mean to I—"
"And you were her first kiss."
"I swear, I'm so sorry, Jacob! I—"
"And you knew she was mine the entire time."
"Yes, but, come on dude, she's amazing! How could I not—"
"YOU'RE DEAD!"
*************************15 seconds later************************
Jacob, please, I have a mom! And a dad! And Tom—
HE'S NEXT FOR NOT TELLING ME ANYTHING!
But she's with you now! She chose you, it was always you—
SHE'S MY IMPRINT!
I know, and I never meant to fall in love with—
YOU HAD NO RIGHT!
Jacob, please I—
Jacob, calm down. Oliver is still young, he—
SAM, STAY OUT OF THIS, THAT'S AN ORDER!
All right! Jake's totally going to cream Oliver!
Dude! Can we watch?
You boys are so ridiculous…
Embry, Paul, Leah, how could you! I don't want to die I—
EVERYONE, OUT OF MY HEAD, EXCEPT YOU, YOU LITTLE PUNK!
The other wolves' thoughts vanished and I was left with nothing but the ravaging beast fatally close to my tail.
You said you couldn't kill us—
Oh, I don't plan on killing you…right away.
Renesmee wouldn't be happy about it, she loves me too, you know—
SHE'S MINE!
Damn, wrong thing to say…
I raced as fast as I could, faster than I ever thought myself capable of. My limbs, my mind, all numbing compared to the peril that loomed before me…or in this case, behind me. I could hear Jacob's steps getting closer, his snarling growing louder, his teeth lashing ominously, sounds escalating to the peak of a very visual and ugly assassination.
Weird how even now, on the verge of eternal slumber, I couldn't help but think of the forbidden apple. She was the reason for all my misery, the cause, and yet I regretted none of it. One bite and I was hooked, let me be damned. It was worth it…
Quite a little speech but it doesn't change anything, you're still DEAD!
Dammit, Jacob! I already told you I was—AAAHH!
I felt my body slam into a tree, the trunk ripping straight out with the impact as Jacob forced me deeper into gravity's clutches. My back ached from where I'd hit but I rolled over quickly, wincing with the tremor of pain. Jacob didn't hesitate, his enormous body lunging and missing by a mere inch as I sidled to the side with difficulty. He staggered a few feet forward before hastily turning around and leaping again.
This time his aim was true.
Jacob, please—
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE MY BROTHER! HOW COULD YOU HAVE DONE THIS TO ME!
He surged forward again, biting into my front leg with a loud rip. I crumbled to the floor, a piercing howl echoing throughout the small space in the midst of the woods.
I'm stupid, and an idiot, and whatever else you want me to be, just please, sto—
AAARRRGHH!
He hurdled right at me, dripping teeth and extended paws, morbid thoughts racing through his demented mind. I hadn't thought he'd actually try to kill me, but now…
This was really it, the final seconds of my life…
A black blur suddenly sliced through the air, a small, lithe form, lightning fast and…
Diving right into Jacob's midsection!
BACK OFF, YOU BIG BULLY!
I stared in complete awe, my savior standing protectively in front of me, teeth bared and growling at a very surprised Alpha.
What the hell—
I SAID BACK OFF!
My thoughts were racing. The only black wolf in our pack was Sam…
Jacob was already over his shock, his much bigger shape towering over the smaller wolf.
Get out of my way, little—
DON'T YOU TELL ME WHAT TO DO!
That's an or—
But he never got to finish. The unidentified wolf had already lunged forward, knocked Jacob clear into a tree, grabbed my hind leg, and with amazing strength and speed, took off running, dragging me away from Jacob, to safety. Jacob's thoughts became a mess of confusion, anger, and frustration, but I was suddenly completely undisturbed. This wolf … I had yet to look into my savior's face, let alone her eyes.
Wait, her?
Leah was the only girl in our pack … and yet this wolf … her voice, definitely a her … but how was it she could hear our thoughts? Unless … but even then, that still left the question …
Who was she?
*Runs in anticipated fear* So… you've probably guessed what the next chapter is about lol. Yay! However, that still doesn't answer the lingering question of this chapter: who is she? Any thoughts? I'm surprised no one has guessed yet lol. Well, some have mentioned Oliver's imprint might be Nessie&Jake's kid but…though I have drawn some obvious parallels to the love pyramid of Jake&Bella&Edward, I think I draw the line here: so no, not their kid. Which brings us back to the original question…hehe. I know, HORRIBLE cliffhanger, but I did mention I couldn't write this in one chapter—as it is I think I could've cut this one in half and embellished a bit more—so Wednesday we will find out who this secret savior of Oliver's is :) Thanks so much for all the wonderful reviews and love and support, I wouldn't have ever been able to get this far if it weren't for you guys, love you all! Looking forward to what you thought of this moment, especially considering so many have been wondering 'what Jake would do to Oliver'. Please review! Thanks.