Jacob Black

After the lengthy conversation with Edward that I had been dreading since the beginning of time itself, I decided to run off for a while to gather my thoughts and process the information he gave to me.

Nessie and I's chances of producing children of our own weren't extremely high as humans but if that did ever occur, there could be complications? I didn't even want to think about what they might be because the last two pregnancies I witnessed weren't pleasant to watch.

Did I want kids in the future? Sure! Why not? I'd like to have a little rascal or two. But I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Nessie more and if kids are somehow not part of our forever then I guess that's great too. And more importantly, if having children would by any given chance hurt my mate then I would be the first to write it off. I will let nothing and I mean, nothing hurt my Nessie.

However, I should also take into account whether or not Nessie even wanted kids. If she did, then we might have a problem.

It's not like Nessie and I were deliberately avoiding the topic of kids –well, I mean I wasn't– but we're still relatively new as a couple and we were enjoying where we were at. She's eight and still in high school for golly sakes!

Okay, that sounds awful. Nessie's not a kid anymore. She's an adult, anyone with a blind eye can see that. Even the way she acts and carries herself, you could tell there was no childishness on her whatsoever. I knew she was capable of so many things but the society wouldn't think so. An eighteen-year-old pregnant girl in high school? Nah! That doesn't look good on a college application.

I don't think she's ready for that yet, just as I wasn't ready for that either.

Sam's theory about imprinting was that an imprint is the best suitable mate to help breed a multi werewolf tribe. He believed imprinting would build up more powerful, stronger members that would protect the tribe. That theory could be a possibility since everyone keeps popping out babies like little guinea pig pellets.

My father's theory about imprinting played around in my head as well. Maybe an imprint isn't formed to only be the best candidate for spawning a super-wolf race, maybe an imprint is there to make the wolf stronger. I felt exactly that when I imprinted on Nessie the night she was born. I didn't want to be alpha before then because I felt I wasn't capable of being one, but after imprinting on her I felt a surge of headship or desire to protect the human race and my mate and become a chieftain to the kids that would help in that aspect.

All theories made a lot of sense. The question is, where do Nessie and I belong between them?

Nessie and I were currently in the home theater room re-watching some movies from the Cullens collection. We needed a break from all the rambling of theories and questions Edward, Carlisle and Jasper were asking each other about this whole Charles situation. I knew how much it bothered Nessie to hear everyone talking about Charles –which angered me to no end by the way – and not to mention the fact that it's been a year since she met Lizzie so I thought, maybe watching some old movies would cheer her up.

We were on our second or third movie and I could actually see Nessie enjoying herself as she laughed up a storm as we watched The Hangover Part II. I didn't pay much attention to it because I was too busy being engrossed in her lovely giggle and beautiful smile.

"Jacob?" Her voice kept echoing in my head.

I shook my head, snapping out of my train of thought and caught her looking at me.

"You're not enjoying this…are you?" She asked.

"Oh no! No!" I quickly dismissed. She frowned. "Sorry about that. I guess I sort of just spaced out."

"Is there something wrong?" She asked with concern in her tone.

I shook my head, smiling reassuringly. "Just thinking,"

She flashed her perfectly rowed white teeth with a smile before nuzzling up to me again and exhaling a sigh.

"How was your conversation with my dad?" She asked me.

I chuckled, remembering how awkward that conversation was for both him and me.

"It went a lot better than I expected." I laughed. "How was your convo with Bella? I'm assuming you talked?"

I watched her beautiful pink cheeks turn crimson red as she ran her hand up and down my chest before taking a fistful on the fabric.

"Awkward beyond words." She stated.

I smiled. I can imagine Bella awkward, especially when it came to her daughter's sex life.

"Sounds like Bells," I said.

She smiled, nodding her head.

"It's funny to see your folks are so damn cool with our relationship. My dad almost had a heart-attack with Rachel and Paul." I laughed.

"I think my dad needs to get a little used to it first. I'm so glad my mom's around to shield our minds so my dad doesn't lose his mind." Nessie said.

"Our minds aren't that terrible!" I joked. She cocked an eyebrow.

"Okay, I almost blew it for the both of us earlier. I mean, seeing you in those shorts doesn't help my case at all."

Nessie giggled as she grabbed some popcorn from the bowl on my stomach and popping some in her mouth. Mmm. I love it when she eats popcorn. It's so cute!

She smirked when she caught my gaze on her and dangled her handful of popcorn over my mouth. I grinned as I unhitched my jaw so she could feed me.

"Good boy!" She cooed jokingly as she patted my cheek as I chewed and swallowed.

I panted like a jolly dog before grabbing her face in my grasp and lifting her face up so I could give her a wet, hot lick on the side of her face. She giggled when I finished licking her face.

"Ew! You're so gross."

I smirked, popping more popcorn in my mouth and kissing her lilac scented hair before we both continued watching the movie.

"Bradley Cooper and Zach Galifianakis are hilarity in this movie. This movie has to be by far the best comedy ever made! You know what they say about sequels being the worst, not this one! This is the best." She commented, laughing hysterically as the naked guy ran around.

I smiled.

"The three hottest guys in Hollywood in my books are Bradley Cooper, Ryan Gosling and Chris Pratt. Oh, Chris Pratt!" She joked, cocking an eye at me.

"Hey!" I moaned, with a mouthful of popcorn.

She cried out when she saw the empty bowl on my stomach.

"Ugh! The popcorn's all finished. Let me go grab some more. I'll be back in a jiffy." She said, grabbing the remote and halting the movie before slipping out of the thin, throw blanket that covered our bodies.

She ran out and appeared seconds later with butter flavored popcorns filled all the way to the top.

"Ooh! Butter!" I hummed.

"Here, hold this." She said, handing me the bowl of popcorn as she stood in front of me.

She all of a sudden pulled her oversized varsity hoodie off, leaving her in just her tank top which she also discarded that left her in her lacy cuppy bra.

I automatically felt my breathing hitch as I analyzed my mate's amazing figure. I hadn't realized I was staring for long when not so innocent things flooded my brain.

Then Edward popped in…

I darted my head to the doors of the home theater.

"What are you doing? Your family of vampires and your mind-reader of a father are still around!" I exclaimed lowly.

Edward! I didn't do anything! I'm not doing anything. This isn't me. It's all your daughter! I made sure I thought out loud.

She giggled uncontrollably.

"Relax! My mother's got her shield on us." She told me as she went to unclasp her bra.

This made my eyes bulge even wider.

She picks tonight to cop a feel?

If her genius plan is to have sex in the movie room while her entire, supernaturally gifted family's around I'd need to reconsider if she really wanted me alive or gone.

"And besides, I want to test my dad's endurance."

Is she joking?

I gulped. "I'd rather not be part of exam." I told her.

She eyed me carefully. "Really?" She dropped her hands, pouting.

I half-nodded and half-shook my head vigorously.

"Totally!"

But I wasn't sure.

As much as I knew it would be bad, I don't think I'd object at all if she wanted to.

This was supposed to be an entirely innocent movie session! Totally PG 13!

She giggled, rolling her eyes. "Don't worry, Jake. I just want to get comfortable. This bra's been itchy for hours." She said to me.

I mentally and physically released a sigh of relief. Well, kind of.

"Close your eyes!" She warned me as she noticed me staring at her.

I obliged quickly, shutting my eyes. After a couple of seconds, I felt the weight of my mate next to me on the recliner we were both sharing. I nervously fluttered my eyes open to see my Nessie concealed with her varsity jersey/hoodie, silky pajama shorts with knee-high socks and her hair pinned up in a messy bun.

I grinned as she slipped into the blanket –that we both didn't need but she thought it'd be romantic – and wrapped an arm around my waist as she nestled up to me.

"I actually thought you were about to jump on my bones for a second." I laughed. She smiled.

"I mean, I wouldn't complain about that…under normal circumstances." I added, lifting her leg and placing it in between mine and roaming my hand all over her bare thigh as I buried my lips into her neck.

She giggled as she pressed play on the movie and we continued watching the movie. Well she was. I was too busy playing with her neck.

"Jake! Stop! We're watching a movie!" She laughed.

I groaned as I pulled away from nibbling her neck to see her cat approaching us. He meowed up at us before hopping onto the recliner Nessie and I shared.

The furry furball situated itself on top of both Nessie and I's legs, more so on Nessie's end but he had his tail and butt wiggling on my side. I smirked slightly. I guess he was slowly accepting me. And I guess the cat was slowly growing on me as well.

"Hey, there Sir McFurball!" Nessie cooed as she stroked the cat's fur.

"You want to watch the movie with mommy and daddy?" She added.

The cat purred in return. I smiled, rubbing circles on her back as she mothered the little ball of fur.

"This cat is too cute." She said as she lifted the cat up and fell back onto my chest with the kitten pressed against hers. She smelt him. "Did you eat maggots?"

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I sighed as I dug into my back pocket and pulled it out to see a text from my dad.

Jacob, my son! I want you to call me now!

-Billy

I furrowed my eyebrows at the vague message and dialed my dad's number.

He answered on the first ring.

"Dad, what's up? You gave me a text."

"Oh! My long lost son finally calls in to check on his old man." He exclaimed. I sighed. "Took you long enough. Are the Cullens rubbing off on you that you don't have time to call?"

"Dad! It hasn't even been 24 hours since I last called you, and you know it." I said.

"I know, kid! I'm just messing with you." He told me.

I just chuckled, shaking my head as I pulled Nessie close to me by the waist and leaving my arm there for a while.

"Sure, sure dad! Always the jokester." I pointed out.

"But seriously, son. I haven't seen or heard from you enough. I understand you have your own life out there but your old man can only take so much of Paul."

"Is that why you want me back so badly, dad? So I can deal with Paul for you?" I laughed.

"Of course not!" He laughed almost identical to mine. "I just miss my children all together. Remember how much fun we used to have?"

"Yeah, watching football on Charlie's flat-screen." I sniggered. "That was all awesome and good fun but just because I'm not physically there anymore, doesn't mean I'm neglecting my old man."

"Sure, sure!" He replied.

I smiled.

"Anyway, I'm glad you called because I wanted to let you know that Jared and Kim finally set the date for their traditional Quileute nuptials. November 22th." He told me.

"Oh! Damn! So soon?"

Jared and Kim are finally getting married after nine years together. I think the reason they waited so long to get married was because Kim wanted to focus more on her schooling and word careers. She was such a geek. But anyway, she wanted to graduate from college first and getting a job before settling down with Jared which obviously he didn't have a problem with. Now that she's a registered nurse at La Push General Hospital, I think she was ready.

And the thing about Kim, is that she comes from a very traditional Native American family so there's a lot of formalities Jared had to go through before popping the question.

"Well, since Kim's being moved from the hospital to the hospital in Seattle they wanted to get everything set before then. They're currently going through all the rituals, getting sponsors, gathering material for the wedding garments, getting a Pipe Carrier. Jared still needs to pay off Kim's hand so he's moving into her parent's home. He's not enjoying it." He told me.

"Who would?" I chuckled.

"Anyway so Jared told me, actually implored me, to have you come over to help him keep his sanity."

"Jared wants me to help him out? Seriously?"

Sure! Jared and I got along like any buddies would but we weren't super close. I actually thought he was dick. When I was still under Sam's orders, Jared and I always bickered but it was never to the point where we'd kill each other, not like with Paul. He was a lot closer to Paul and Sam than with me so I was surprised to hear he thought of me to provide moral support for his big day.

"Sam and Paul are too busy with fatherhood to fully invest their time in helping Jared out and you guys were all very close before you all entered adulthood."

I sighed. "Um…sure! I guess I could help but I'm pretty busy dad. Works been keeping me on my toes."

"Please, Jake? It's only for a couple of days." He said.

I thought for a second. "Well I'm sure I can figure something out. At least it's around Thanksgiving week!"

"Great!" He said happily. I had a feeling me stopping by was more for him than Jared.

But I didn't mind. I missed my big ole dad. And it would be nice seeing all my bros again after four months.

"Oh! Dad! Don't forget to tell Jake about Becca's news!" I heard my sister, Rachel's voice in the background as my baby nephew, Willy's loud cry echoed over the phone.

"Right! Before I forget. Another reason for you to come over is Rebecca called this morning and…well I'm going to be a grandpa again!"

My eyes widened as I gripped onto my phone tightly.

"Rebecca's going to have a baby?"

"Twins!" He clarified. "I am so overjoyed! I thought she would call to tell you the news after but I guess not. Apparently your other sister, Rachel here knew for almost two weeks but the two mischievous twins thought keeping the secret from me would be good fun."

"Come on, dad! It was twin-intuition so she didn't even need to tell me. And you're not supposed to tell anybody after your first ultrasound scan and first trimester." Rachel replied. "We didn't tell you about Willy until I was three months."

"But I'm your father, kid! I could have kept the secret." Dad called out.

"No you wouldn't, dad! You would've probably told Charlie about it and he'd obviously tell Sue and the whole res would know about it by the end of the week!"

I rolled my eyes, glancing down at Nessie with her head on my chest. She was smiling but didn't peel her eyes from the large screen.

"That's probably true. Yeah, that sounds like me." Dad replied, confirming it to himself.

"Yeah!" Rachel replied as she tried nursing a crying Willy. "Willy would you stop crying for a second so I can breastfeed you. Ugh! Why isn't Paul back yet from work?"

"Construction is time-consuming, sweetie! I'm so proud of Sam and Paul and their construction company. So glad my no-good son-in-law finally made something useful of himself."

"Dad!" Rachel scolded.

I rolled my eyes as automatically felt left out of the conversation. I sighed as I implanted my lips onto Nessie's pinned up bronze hair as I fixed my eyes on the screen and tightened my grip around her small, thin waist.

"I'm genuinely being honest, Rach. I'm so happy he can finally afford his own Doritos now."

"It's not that simple, dad. It's still tight out here. I don't think he has time to get his own Doritos so I think you'll have to keep sharing your Doritos with him."

"Share? Share?! Sharing isn't in his vocabulary! He just takes, without asking!" My dad argued.

"He takes, because he loves!" Rachel said. I heard a loud dog bark coming from the background. "Ditto, keep quiet!"

Rachel and Paul got a dog?

"Um…guys! My minutes are slowly depleting here." I joked.

"Oh!" Dad replied. "Rebecca and Solomon are flying in for the wedding in a week, so they'll be staying here with Rachel, Paul and I. And since you'll also be here soon, I'll finally be having all my children in one roof again."

I smiled widely. It was so great hearing my dad so pumped up about his children. It reminded me so much of those days when the twins and I were kids and our dad was so happy and energetic to see us when he got back from work.

"It only depends on my schedule but I'm sure I can work something out."

"That's all I ask, kiddo." He replied. "How's my pretty little third daughter doing?"

I grinned, staring down at Nessie who was blushing a little.

It was nice to hear my dad so excited to hear about Ness. We've come so far, as a tribe, and our long-suffering hatred for vampires but things have changed because of…in some cases, Nessie. It's Nessie who managed to change people's ideologies of vampires. Because of our imprint, it shows that she and her family are no danger to our world and that of the humans. After the new treaty was drawn up, people actually got used to the Cullens –some more than others though like Paul and Leah.

"She's good, dad. She's missing everybody."

"I hope you're bringing her with. It would be nice to see my future daughter-in-law again." He stated.

I rolled my eyes. Here we go again.

"Dad…"

"You know, watching Rach and Becca have kids has got me thinking. You're the only one left so that brings me to my question…" He began. "When are you going to start carrying on the family name?"

Dammit! Put me on the spot, why don't you?

"There's a lot of milestones to get through before even considering starting a family, dad." I said awkwardly.

Nessie and I still needed to have the 'kid' talk so it's a little weird having to have the conversation with my dad first.

"I just hope it's soon."

Dad! Would you stop?

I felt Nessie shift uncomfortably in my arms but she didn't shift her focus from the screen.

"My girlfriend's still in high school, dad!" I fought.

"Okay! Okay! I'm just keeping it real, son. You know this is how we mess around. No need to get all agro on your pops." He laughed.

I sighed.

Oh my…

"But I'm not getting any younger," He said.

"Yeah, that I know." I exhaled heavily.

He laughed over the line.

Nessie sat up. I noticed how her face was different.

"Hey, although this has been fun and all! I've gotta go." I dismissed him quickly.

"Sure sure, kid. Don't forget send my love to Nessie." He said. "Oh, and tell Seth to call his mom."

"'Kay." I simply replied before hanging up before any embarrassment came forth.

I nervously observed my Nessie playing with her fingers.

"Billy says hi!"

She smiled. "Rebecca's pregnant?"

I knew she heard the entire conversation but I guess she was nitpicking the not-so-important part to avoid the important part.

"Yeah! Yeah! It's great." I said.

She forced a smile, nodding her head.

I sighed. "Nessie, about my dad –"

"Do you want kids, Jacob?" She blurted out.

Whoa!

I replayed the question in my head fifteen times, making sure if that's exactly what she asked me at this very moment.

"W-what?" I asked nervously.

Although, she knew I heard her.

I chuckled, placing my hand on her thigh.

"I want whatever you want, Nessie." I said with a smile.

She snorted, moving my hand off her thigh.

"That's not the answer I'm looking for." She said. "That's an imprint answer."

I frowned. "Do you want kids?"

She didn't answer.

Did that mean she didn't want kids?

"I asked you first." She probed.

I breathed. "What do you want me to say?"

"I want you to tell me what you feel, Jacob. Do you see kids in our future?" She asked.

I gazed into her glistening brown eyes. I hated seeing her emotional like this, it in turn always made me emotional. All I want to see on that beautiful face is eyes of happiness.

"Sure!" I replied.

She widened her eyes. "Sure?" She expressed, her voice breaking.

"Yes! I do see kids in our future, Ness. I see our children running around the backyard, playing games. I see you as an amazing mom to them." I told her honestly.

She smiled slightly but it quickly faded away that anybody human wouldn't catch.

I loved the thought of Nessie being the mother of my children.

But then I thought about what Edward said about her feeling pressured and I most definitely didn't want her to feel that way.

"But we don't have to have kids right this minute. We've got forever." I assured her as I took her hands in mine. "I want you to enjoy these next few years. Dedicate them to yourself. You do whatever you want before doing something as serious as starting a family. You can travel, have fun with your friends. You're going to college next year, it's gotta be fun."

"What if that's not what I want?" She asked me.

But as I held her hands, I could see in her mind how excited she was to think about college but was also confused about wanting to settle down with me.

"If that's not what you want then that's fine."

"But I also want to consider what you want."

"Don't worry about what I want." I told her.

"Jake! We're in a relationship. We have to compromise in some things. It's not just me in this."

"Sure! But having kids is a really big commitment and step. Are you sure you're ready for that?"

If it's even possible to have kids that is.

"I know that you are!" She said.

I sighed, lounging back on the recliner. She looked at me.

"I've seen you with children. Your nephew, Claire, Kamryn…even Carter!" She expressed.

I threw my arm behind the back of my head.

"You love children, Jacob. Admit it!"

"Just because I love something doesn't mean I want it now." I told her.

"So you don't want kids?"

"Nessie, you're putting words in my mouth." I laughed.

She rolled her eyes.

"Okay, maybe kids is a far stretch right now but what about marriage? Do you even want that?" She said.

I frowned.

What?

Marriage?

"I thought we talked about this. That we agreed that marriage wasn't something that measured our love. It's just a piece of paper, we can get married no problem but it really didn't show the kind of love we share."

She listened and tried to come up with words but couldn't.

I frowned. What's wrong?

"This is ridiculous." She whispered to herself.

?

"I thought you said you didn't care about marriage?"

Reflecting back to the time we talked about it at her birthday party.

"Well, maybe I do!" She exclaimed expressively.

My eyes widened.

Wait. I'm totally lost here.

"You know what? Just forget what I said." She whispered with her cracked voice, as she fiddled with the promise bracelet I gave to her.

Dammit! I feel like an idiot.

"Nessie, I–" I murmured as I went to touch her.

"Jacob! Renesmee! Dinner's ready!" We both heard Esme call for us.

I didn't move my eyes from Nessie.

"Don't make me come down there and get you again!" Esme warned.

Nessie inhaled a shaky breath.

"W-we should probably…" She trailed off, not looking into my eyes.

"Yeah! Yeah! We should." I replied.

She didn't react back and instead just got off the lounger and walked out of the room.

I had no clue what I did wrong. But obviously it had to be something I said.

She wanted to get married? And I didn't want to pressure her? But that may have come off as if I didn't want to get married?

Now I just wanted to kill myself.

"Fuck!" I cussed under my breath.

The cat scowled at me as his slanted eyes glared at me.

"What are you looking at?" I growled.

… …

Renesmee Cullen

After my first heated argument with Jake, all I wanted to do was hunt and drown my sorrows in blood. But my grandmother put a lot of effort in preparing dinner for the people who ate in the house so I guess I'll have to play human tonight. But I know that when I do that, I would give into my human emotions –precisely how I was feeling right now. Human.

Human. Sad. Hopeless. Vulnerable.

The minute I entered the large dining room area, I was automatically stunned to see Nahuel seated on the far side of the huge dinner table.

"Nahuel?" I questioned.

"We have a guest joining you for dinner tonight! I thought it would be nice to invite Jennifer and Nahuel over since it is just the two of them." Esme expressed to me.

Nahuel smiled as he slowly emerged from his seat.

"Sadly, Jennifer couldn't make it. She seems to have other things planned." He said as he sauntered his way up to me.

"If I had known we'd have guests, I would have at least dressed better." I said to my grandmother who raised an eyebrow at me.

Even though I didn't need to, I still didn't wanna look too homey when anyone –besides family – was around.

"No need to do that. You look magnificent." Nahuel expressed.

He flashed a fawning grin as he took my hand into his warm palm and gently lifted it up to his lips.

"Buenas nochos, mi carino." He replied with an attempted resonant tone of voice.

He planted his lips on the back of my hand and left them on there for a while before pulling away when he caught the sight of Jacob standing by the entryway.

I followed his look to see Jacob holding a foul gaze at Nahuel and I's current position.

I quickly pulled my hand out of Nahuel's grasp.

"Oh. Jake! How lovely it is to see you." Nahuel said enthusiastically, although anyone could sense the sarcasm in his tone.

"I wish I could say the same." He said with a low, forbidding tone as he approached us.

Esme cleared her throat disapprovingly.

"Jacob! Be nice."

"Of course,"

Jacob unconsciously wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me close to him.

When Nahuel caught this exchange, his grin fell slightly.

"Why don't we get to the ingestion of delicious cuisine dear Esme has prepared for us?" Nahuel suggested.

"Couldn't agree more, Nahuel." Jake said coldly.

Nahuel smirked cheekily before turning around and walking back to the dinner table.

I rolled my eyes.

Seriously?! That's where this has come to?

Ugh!

I didn't need this right now.

I half-heartedly shifted uncomfortably in Jacob's arm and he quickly pulled it away and awkwardly walked over to the table to take a seat, distances away from Nahuel.

I was going to bite my tongue about it.

Yep! Don't react, Nessie! It's just boy drama, as per freaking usual!

I rolled my eyes.

"Nessie!" I heard Carter's high-pitched, boyish voice call out for me as he ran into room with supernatural celerity and into my arms in a flash.

I laughed. "Hey, Carty!"

"Carter, I told you not to run. Or else you'll hurt yourself." Rosalie said with a frustrated laugh as she held onto one of Carter's ancient, heavy books.

"No. It's okay, Rose." I told her as I adjusted his polo shirt.

"He couldn't hurt himself. Carty's a strong boy."

"Damn, right!" He replied as he gripped onto my neck.

Rosalie and Esme scolded him for his language.

"Leave the kid alone. He's damn right to say that! Ain't I right, kid?" Emmett exclaimed like some hyped up teenage boy as he raised his hand up.

"Damn straight!" The five-year-old kid stated as he flew his hand up to collide with Emmett's.

It was such a cute exchange.

"Emmett, I told you not to use such foul language around Carter."

"Relax babe! Carter's a pretty smart, kid. He's not a facebrick kid. He knows what we all say and do behind closed doors." He cocked his eyebrows suggestively to his wife.

Rosalie groaned.

"So, what's up, kiddo?" I asked him as I took a seat and placed him onto my lap.

"Well, besides being slightly jetlagged from that admittedly longest flight of my life, I'm otherwise gruesomely great. And famished." He stated.

I giggled at how energetic he was.

"Nessie, you know? After eating, we could go stargazing. Apparently the lines of Saturn will be visible tonight. At least that's what Alice told me. Oh goodness, we could also finally test out the rocket Dad –I mean–Emmett, Jasper and Uncle Eddie and I have been working on since August. Maybe we could even put Sir McFurball on it and see if he'll come back!"

I widened my eyes. "My cat?"

He nodded with high energy.

I giggled. "I'd rather not test that theory on my kitten."

"Fair! He's not exactly the right candidate for it." He said with a creased eyebrow. "Or maybe we could use that rabbit we keep seeing in our backyard?"

"Carter…" Rose warned. "We have a guest. You know what you should say."

Carter then assessed the entire room to see both Nahuel and Jacob.

"Oh, hey, Jake!" Carter greeted with a wave. "But mom, I already saw Jake when we came back?"

I widened my eyes whilst Emmett silently chuckled in the corner. Carter totally disregarded Nahuel's presence. I don't know if it was a comedic gesture or he genuinely didn't register Nahuel being around.

The latter seemed stupid.

Esme scolded. "Carter James Cullen!"

Rosalie flashed an amused smile. "Sorry, Nahuel. He's just a jokester like Emmett."

Nahuel looked embarrassed and hurt, as if this bruised his ego.

I noticed Jake tried to stifle a laugh of his own but when noticed my eyes on him, he immediately hid it.

I shook my head.

"Okay, here is dinner!" Esme exclaimed as she carried all four plates in her arms with such grace.

She placed the delicious plates of chicken cacciatora with pesto pasta and vegetables in front of us.

"Ooh! This smells delicious, Esme." Jake said, grinning widely at my grandmother like a ten-year-old excited kid. "Thank you."

Esme smiled, patting his shoulder.

"She wouldn't know though." Emmett said. "Kinda smells like innocent crap to me."

Rosalie growled.

"But I guess that's the wonders of the Food Network!"

"Jacob, why don't you give Seth and Embry a call? There's so much food left in the pots. I didn't think I'd be cooking up a storm."

"Hmm! I would've taken all the rest for myself but sure, why not." He joked with a smile as he looked at me.

I smiled slightly but let it fall as I averted my eyes to Carter in my arms.

"Oh! Nessie, I really wanna tell you about my time in Egypt. Wanna hear?" Carter said with hopeful eyes.

"Carter?" Rose warned.

"No. It's okay." I said. "I'd love to."

He grinned before beginning his story.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed it!

So guys, this isn't the only argument Nessie and Jake will have. There's a lot of drama from where that came from. I'm so sorry. But I want to show that they are a real couple with real issues like everybody else and I want to test the faith they have in each other. Do they believe in the fantasy of imprinting? Or do they honestly believe their connection is based on an honest, concrete basis like every normal relationship? Do the tests they go through make them stronger or pull them apart?

Stay tuned!