Renesmee Cullen

Jacob and I were in Forks, Washington for more than a week now. I was visiting my grandpa Charlie, playing catch up with each other. Charlie was never one to wear his emotions on his sleeves, but when he found out I was coming over two weeks earlier than planned it was almost hard for him to contain his happiness. It was great spending time with my maternal grandfather. Not that I had any favorites between him and Carlisle. They both had different qualities I enjoyed. Carlisle was the more knowledgeable and almost parental granddad whilst Charlie was the more fun, hilarious and someone I could befriend.

And what was also fun about staying with Charlie and Sue was the fact that I was living with humans. No supernatural abilities. No super hearing. No mindreading. It was just normal.

I guess that's why Jacob was able to sneak into the room every night after Charlie always chased him away.

That's also another cool thing about staying with Charlie. I got to sleep in the room my mom slept in as a human.

It was awesome fun staying with him and Sue, but I also wanted to spend more time with Jacob and his friends as well.

"Nessie! Jacob's here!" He called out.

Like I didn't hear his Rabbit drive here two minutes ago.

"Coming!"

There was a ring on the doorbell and I immediately dropped what I was doing and charged superhumanly out of the bedroom that used to belong to my mother.

"Don't worry! I'll get it!" I called out as I descended the stairs, watching Charlie walk to the door.

He looked back at me.

"It's okay!" I told him with a wide grin.

He rolled his eyes. "All right." He replied, murmuring 'kids' under his breath as he walked back to his couch and continued watching his football game.

I rolled my eyes, biting my lip before opening the door where my eyes suddenly met with my wolf's eyes.

"Hey you." Jake grinned, showing his perfect rows of teeth.

"Hey you back!" I giggled as I draped my arms around his neck and gave him tight embrace with him returning the hug.

"Are you ready?" He asked me as we pulled away.

"Yeah, I just need to take a few things."

He nodded his head before moving his focus around the vicinity. His protective face on.

"What is it?" I asked in concern.

He didn't answer after a while of certifying the area before turning to me with a reassuring smile.

"Nothing."

I cocked an eyebrow. "Jake. Everything is fine. We're fine. I'm safe here." I told him as ran my fingers through the sides of his hair.

He smiled but I knew he wasn't convinced. He had been extra snippy and alert ever since last week. And who could blame him? There are creeps out there.

"Come in," I said as I invited him in and closed the door behind him.

"Hey, Charlie!" Jake greeted with a wave.

Charlie waved his beer but didn't move his eyes off the flat screen.

"I'm just going to grab my stuff and be down in a minute. You'll okay waiting, right?" I asked him.

"Yeah, of course!" He said to me with an adoring smile.

I grinned and got on my tip toe to kiss his cheek before running up the stairs to my mom's old room while Jake created small talk with Grandpa Charlie downstairs.

I checked myself out in the mirror. I was dressed in a floral smock top and dark blue skinny jeans and flats with minimal makeup on my face. I decided to tie my bronze hair in a neat wavy ponytail.

I grabbed my overnight bag and my strappy side-handbag before running out the room and down the stairs.

I walked into the living room where both Charlie and Jake were watching the game between the Giants and Green Bay Packers.

"Hey!" I called. Jake's head darted to me whilst Charlie screamed at the screen. "You ready to go?"

"Yeah!" Jake replied as he jumped off the ground and grabbed his keys and phone off the coffee table.

"Come on!" Charlie screamed at the two-point conversion and the quarterback sneaking.

He walked to me and took my overnight bag in his hands. I smiled up at him.

"Thanks."

"Uh…Grandpa?" I called for him. He turned to look at me. "You sure you'll be okay?"

"Yeah! Don't worry about me, kiddo. I've got my two best friends here with me." He said, gesturing to his beer and the T.V. "Plus, Sue will be here soon."

Right! Sue went to stop by her daughter, Leah's house for the morning. Ever since I got here, I only ever saw Leah once when she came in to drop something for her mom. She didn't stay long though. I managed to greet her though and we had a little small talk but nothing major. I knew she didn't particularly like me or my family, but I guess she was always a lot uh… 'friendlier' to me because I didn't act or look much like a vampire to her. I wasn't as repulsive to her I guess.

You take what you can get right?

"Okay. Well we're heading out."

"See you kids later!" He said with his famous Charlie smile.

I smiled back as I took Jake's hand and opened the door before walking out with him behind.

"I don't think Charlie likes me very much." Jake told me as he buttoned a pocket of his cargo pants and flipped his keys.

I chuckled. "That's random. Why do you think that?"

"Well, for one. I'm dating his only granddaughter, to him I'm a whole lot older than you even though I don't look it and he's a chief of the police department. To him, I'm a pedophile." He told me as he opened his Rabbit door for me.

I hopped in and he shut the door before jogging over to the drivers' seat.

"I think he's just trying to get used to the idea. He'll come around. There are lot weirder things in our families than you and me dating." I told him.

He hummed as he tossed the bag in the back.

"He's just being protective like any granddad would be, I guess." I told him.

"He didn't like Edward at the beginning either." Jake told me.

"Yeah but my dad was weird. Still is." I laughed.

"No lies detected there." Jacob stated.

I giggled as I dug into my purse and pulled my phone out to see I had multiple messages from my parents and two from Alex and Felicity.

"Ugh. The 'rents checking up on me yet again." I commented.

"Ugh!" Jake groaned as he started the car.

"I still can't believe this car still exists." I commented.

"Hey!" Jake argued. "Don't hate on my bambino."

I shook my head. "I'm not believe me. It's just…you haven't driven it in months since you've left. I wonder who keeps it up and running while you're gone."

"Brady comes around to give it a little clean once or twice a month."

"Didn't you ever consider giving it away? Maybe giving it to him?"

Jake gave me a look that said I was crazy in his eyes.

"I mean, you have a car back home and two bikes. Don't you think giving away the Rabbit is the generous thing to do?"

He thought for a moment as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his eyes locked onto the road.

"You do have a point."

I nodded. "Of course, I do." I laughed.

He smiled. "So where do you want to go?"

"I want to stop by Port Angeles to grab a few things."

"Like what?"

"For one, I need to get a dress for the wedding, a few female essentials and I need to pass by the bookshop to get this book –"

"No problem." He whispered to me as he took my hand and kissed the back of it. "Either way, I need to pass by the store to grab a few things Billy asked me to get for him on my way out. Plus, Rachel and Paul invited us over for dinner tonight, so I also need to grab some beers."

"Oh."

"What?" He asked.

"Nothing." I shook my head.

Jake urged. "Nessie."

"I thought we were going to spend time alone with each other." I admitted.

"You don't want to hang out with Rachel and Paul?"

"No. I do. I love them it's just…we never have time alone, alone."

"We will." He assured me.

"I know I sound selfish."

"No. you don't sound selfish. I get it, but I see you every day I sneak into the room at night. It's not like we haven't seen each other at all. And now we'll be staying at my dad's for the whole week. It'll be like he isn't there. Plus, Charlie always steals him for dinner most nights."

"I know. I know. I guess I do sound ridiculous." I laughed.

"No." He tried to disagree but bit his tongue before rethinking his words. "You know what? One day, this week. I'll make time for just the two of us. No interference from anybody. Just us."

"Really?"

He nodded. "Just you and me. Together."

"We can actually have that?"

"For a full day." He assured me.

I beamed and took his hand in mine in excitement.

"I'm more worried about you getting tired of me."

"I could never get tired of you, Jacob. Not even for a second." I laughed.

He stared at me with a smile.

… …

Jacob Black

When we reached Port Angeles, we first stopped by the boutique to get Nessie's dress. Since Jared and Kim's wedding was a traditional Quileute wedding, Nessie would dress for the occasion.

"What do you think of this floral maxi dress or this sundress?"

I lifted my head up from my phone and looked to see my Nessie gesturing to the two outfits.

"Maxi dress." I said with a proud smile. "It'll really bring out your eyes and smile."

"Really?" Nessie asked.

"Affirmative." I told her.

She chuckled. "You know what, you're right." She replied before putting the sundress back onto the rack.

"Who are you texting over there?" She asked as she tossed the maxi dress into the basket I was holding.

"Uh, just texting Mike to make sure he's still down for this weekend."

"Mike? Your mechanic buddy, right?" She asked me as she flipped through a few outfits.

"Yeah! Yeah, I was just thinking it would be fun for him to meet the guys and probably meet Leah."

"I think it's really cute you're trying to set Leah up with him."

"I am a god sent, aren't I?" I joked. "Anyway, he's got family here he hasn't seen in a while, so I guess it works out perfectly."

"All that's left is hoping that Leah takes the bait and it doesn't backfire on you." She told me.

"Yeah, we wouldn't want that." I stated, slipping my phone into my pocket.

"So, what are you going to wear?"

"Something simple. Just a dress shirt and pants." I told her.

She pursed her lips and nodded her head. "Hmm…You do really know how to pull off dress shirts."

"Is that so?" I laughed.

She giggled. "I'm just going to try this on." She told me.

I nodded as I watched her walk into the fitting room whilst I sat on the round chaise longue. I noticed at the corner of my eye, a bunch of girls and women whispering and giggling as they had their eyes locked on me.

I smirked and gave them a little wave which caused them to all involuntarily giggle and scuttle off.

I shook my head as I turned my focus to the now vibrating bag that belonged to my beautiful Nessie.

Her phone stuck out and I could see a phone call coming from Nahuel.

I furrowed my eyebrows,

"Hey, Jacob?!" Nessie called. "You're right! This maxi dress is better."

"That's great, love." I told her as I went to take her phone out after the call ended.

A text suddenly came in.

I was contemplating whether or to read it but then I realized I was invading her privacy.

But is it different when it comes to a douche?

I don't think Nessie is communicating with him, so I assume he's continuing his persistence streak.

I quickly shoved the phone back into her purse as soon as she walked out the fitting room.

"It's the perfect fit." She told me. I looked up. "Hey. Are you okay?"

"Yeah! Yeah! Of course, why wouldn't I be?" I stated with a smile as I got up with her bag.

She frowned but quickly hid it with a smile as I handed her purse back to her.

"You're acting weird." She pointed out.

I bit my lip as I cupped the side of her head in my large hand.

"Well why wouldn't I be if I'm the only man in a women's boutique store." I said as I bent in to nibble on her bottom lip with my teeth.

She giggled as she pushed me away.

"Okay! Okay! We're leaving." She laughed as she punched my chest before walking ahead of me.

I gnawed my lip as I gave her buttocks a little squeeze which caused her to squeal and jump.

"Jacob!" She scolded.

I laughed.

… …

Two Hours Later

After Nessie and I finished our errands, we drove to the Black residence to meet up with my dad for lunch and throw Nessie's bags there before we went to dinner at Paul and Rach's.

As I pulled the VW Rabbit into the driveway of my dad's – my childhood – home with Nessie, memories of the past flooded my brain. I remembered the times I spent there as a kid, times I spent with Human Bella as we fixed bikes, the times I brought Nessie over in her kid years.

I was kinda relieved after we renovated the house last spring, that he didn't sell the house.

As Nessie and I stepped out the car, we were greeted by my dad's new Mastiff dog Bubba running up to us with its long legs. It crouched down into a little bow at my feet when it reached me.

"Hey, buddy!" I smiled, stroking its head before I watched it run over to my Nessie and attacked her with licks and nudges.

"Hi!" She said, stroking his head. "What's his name again?"

"Bubba." I told her as I took the grocery bags, clothing bags and overnight bag from the trunk.

"Hi, Bubba!" She laughed. "Still can't believe your dad has a dog. I never saw him as a dog guy."

"His son is a dog." I told her.

She rolled her eyes.

"You know what I mean." She giggled.

"Do you need help, babe?" She asked, although I knew she knew the answer to that question.

"I think I'm good." I winked.

She smirked as she draped her arms around my one arm.

"You guys really did well with the renovation of the house. It still looks the same but so different, so modern." She pointed out as we walked up to the house with the dog on our tail.

I smiled at her as she opened the front door of the previously broken house.

"Dad!" I called.

Billy suddenly wheeled into the room with a big smile on his face.

"Son." He greeted. "You're back. I thought you were disappearing on me."

"Are you kidding? And leave my old man on an empty stomach? I'll at least make sure you're well fed first before I ghost on you." I told him as I placed the bags on the kitchen table.

Nessie laughed, her hand on my back.

"Well I feel so much better now." Billy played along. "Hi, my dear Nessie."

Nessie smiled as she went in to give Billy a big hug.

"Hey, Billy." She said warmly. "It's really good to see you again. You're looking good."

"Well I'm still skipping and hopping even with all the grey hairs." He joked.

"Oh please, Billy. You don't look a day over 40!" Nessie told him.

"Don't listen to her dad. You're old!" I teased him as I chomped on a Snickers bar.

She glared at me and I gave her a cheeky grin.

Billy ignored me. "So, you'll be staying here with us from now on? Has Charlie finally bored you to death?"

"No. He's great but…" She said and gave me a little glimpse. "I thought it would also be fun if I hang out with you guys for a while."

"Well that is great! You're welcome anytime, kiddo." He said before wheeling around. "I'm starving. What's there to eat?"

"Uh…we got your favorite. Mean good steak and ribs with turkey sandwiches." I said, pulling out a few of the items out of the grocery bags.

"Ooh!"

"I still can't believe you have a dog." Nessie laughed, gesturing to the dog chasing the birds outside.

"Yeah well, ever since all my kids ditched me in the nest. Leaving me alone. All alone. All lonely." He started taking me on the guilt trip.

I sighed in exasperation, rolling my eyes and glancing back at Nessie who had her head down slightly.

Dammit. Really dad?

"I thought a new friendly friend would help with the ache."

"Uh…dad? Don't you have sleepovers at Rachel's four times a week I hear?" I pointed out.

"Oh, yeah! Little Willy is a rascal now. He reminds me a lot like you as baby." Billy told me.

"Yeah, I was a cute baby." I whispered to Nessie.

"Mmm. I bet you were." She replied with batted eyes, clearly teasing me.

I flicked her hair and she gasped, hitting my arm and laughing. I smirked and snatched her beanie off her perfect head.

"Hey!" She moaned as she tried reaching for it. "Give that back, you freak! I didn't even brush my hair!"

I snickered at her efforts as she tried jumping on her flats and humanly falling onto me as she found no luck.

She groaned and turned to Billy.

"Billy. Can you believe this is your son?" Nessie stated, pointing at me.

"I ask myself the same question every day, kid." Billy laughed at us.

I smiled as I pulled Nessie by the hand towards me.

"Come here." I muttered as I let her wrap her arms around me and lifted her head up so her pouty lip and gorgeous brown eyes were looking at me as I placed the beanie on her perfect head.

I then planted a kiss on her forehead which made her smile again.

"You're awful." She said, punching my chest lightly.

"I know. But you still love me."

She rolled her eyes as she held the beanie in place.

My dad laughed and smiled at the scene as he relaxed into his wheelchair.

"You kids," I heard him whisper under his breath, with no intention of us noticing.

"You look pretty today, by the way." I said to Nessie.

Nessie scoffed. "What? I looked dreadful yesterday?"

"Not a chance."

Her cheeks flushed, and she bit her bottom lip as she fought to hide the grin that was forming on her lips.

"I bet you'd like to see how Jake looked like as a kid. I'll need to warn you though. He wasn't always the looker."

My smile fell.

Nessie laughed at my expression.

"Oh! I want to see this!"

Billy laughed as he wheeled into his room.

"He's lying. I was always handsome."

Nessie shook her head. "I'll be the judge of that."

Billy wheeled back into the room with my mom's scrapbook on his lap and gestured Nessie to come over.

"Come see these gems!" Billy told her.

Nessie skipped over to him.

Bubba then barked in front of the door.

"Jake, would you feed the dog, will ya?" Billy asked.

"Sure thing," I said with a sigh as I shrugged my jacket off and grabbed canned dog food.

"And take out the trash!" He told me.

I groaned and sighed as I gave my dad a look and then at Nessie who was giggling lowly.

I rolled my eyes as I took the trash bag out.

When I was done feeding the dog, I went back into the house but stopped in my tracks when I watched my Nessie and dad, Billy laughing and talking together over my childhood pictures.

My lips curved into a smile at the sight.

I'm never one for the sentimental crap but watching two of the most important people in my life getting along was awesome. It's days like this I do miss the reservation and living here. My dad's not getting any younger and although I've only been gone for almost two years now, I could be missing out on a lot in his life and vice versa.

"Uh…who's ready to eat?" I stated.

"Me!" Nessie exclaimed.

"No! No! We're not done. Jake, you're not getting out of this one." Billy said.

I moaned. "Dad! We'll need to get going soon. Rach invited Nessie and I over for dinner and you've got that thing with Charlie and Sue, remember?"

Billy sighed. "This is not over, Ness."

Nessie laughed and nodded her head.

I smiled at my dad as he trundled past me.

He rammed over my foot, causing me to rumble before I play-punched him with him punching me back.

"You may be 7 ft tall, but I can still defeat my own son!" He stated.

"Say what you want, old man!"

Nessie laughed. "Oh, you guys."

… …

Renesmee Cullen

An hour or so after lunch with Billy, Grandpa Charlie came to pick him up and Jake and I had the place to ourselves for a few hours. We did nothing but talk to each other. It was always nice talking to Jacob. There was never awkward silence, there was always something to talk about. We never ran out of things to say to each other and we never got tired.

What I found weird about our talks was we talk about literally anything and everything.

We can talk about weird things like unicorns and porcupines and find interest and common ground in them.

We're an odd couple.

Jake pulled into the Lahote's Reservation lakehouse driveway in the early evening of that night.

We jumped out the car and walked up the porch steps of the wood-brick house. I haven't seen Paul and Rachel since last summer but the last time I did, it was great. Paul and I get along well oddly enough after years and years of cold shoulders.

"Yo! Yo!" Jake boomed as we entered the house.

"Hey!" Rachel replied from the kitchen where she carried a huge pot.

"Sup craphead." Jake said to Paul who was sitting on the kitchen island, feeding the baby on the high chair.

"Hey, dickbrain." Paul replied with an unusual smile.

"Language!" Rachel warned.

I smiled as Jake set the bag with the Red Dog six-pack and I set the box of cake on the kitchen island.

"Oh, that was sweet of you! You didn't have to bring anything." Rachel said to us.

"Are you kidding? It's not like there would be any food and drinks left while Paul is around." Jake said as he kissed Rachel's face before stepping aside for me to greet her.

"You're probably right." Rachel said.

She turned to me with a wide grin.

"Hi, Ness!" She said enthusiastically as she went to give me a big hug.

"I'll have to warn you. I smell of baby vomit." She laughed.

I widened my eyes and laughed as Rachel hugged me.

I smiled against her shoulder as I returned the embrace.

"How are you doing, Rach?"

"Oh! I'm good! I'm good! It's really good to see you." She whispered. "Just a little tired."

"Is it the baby?" I laughed.

"No, it's Kim. She's freaking out over the wedding. You just missed her. She's been coming in and out lately, asking for advice and…I don't know. She's stressed." Rachel said as she turned the nob of the stove.

I giggled. "Shame. Is she having jitters?"

Rachel nodded.

"It's normal for any bride, I'd be surprised if she wasn't but she's taking it a little overboard. But knowing Kim, I shouldn't be surprised by the level of stress either." She giggled.

I smiled.

"Did you just leave Dad's?" Rachel asked as she titled her head to her brother.

"Uh yeah. Charlie kidnapped him for the night." Jake said, taking a seat next to Paul and Willy.

"Dad has a better social life than his own kids. Something's not right." Rachel said. "Hey, Ness. Will you help me chop the onions?"

I nodded.

"It's about time actually. Hopefully this will mean he'll stop with all the jabs he throws at me whenever he's over here." Paul said.

"Well you can't exactly blame him. You were a douche. He probably still thinks you're not good enough for his daughter because of your hotheaded mess."

"That was the old me, dude! I'm an angel now." Paul stated.

We all laughed which caused baby William to gurgle in baby laughter as well.

"That's a good one." Jake said.

Paul frowned. "What? It's true! I've changed."

"Yes. You have, my love. And I love that. Don't stop the excellent work!" Rachel encouraged.

Paul growled. "Forget you, guys."

I smiled as I looked at the bearded Paul happily and giddily feed his son some mashed carrots. It was an odd sight. Watching him looking positively overjoyed and focused in making his son smile. So, I guess that's what it took hey? Give Paul a kid and he'll be a changed man.

"Uh…Babe." Paul called as Willy moaned and pushed the food away. "I don't think he wants to eat anymore."

"No. He's not done."

"I think he is." Paul argued.

"I don't want to wake up at 1am in the morning with him crying for food, Paul. Just give him some of the Gerber food." Rachel said in annoyance.

"The kid looks full to me."

The baby gurgled, clapping his little hands together with a wide grin on his face like he was enjoying the little bickering going on between his parents.

"Paul! Don't fight with me on this." Rachel retorted.

"Who's fighting? I'm not fighting!" Paul said in defense.

"Well you're shouting!"

"I'm not shouting! I'm talking!" He said loudly, eyes bulged.

Meanwhile, Jake and I exchanged uncomfortable looks with each other.

"Abba!" Willy exclaimed in his kindred tone as he tapped his fingers on the high chair plate. "Abba!" He tapped Jake's arm.

"Abba!" Jake replied, looking at him with wide eyes which caused the baby to laugh.

I smiled.

"Paul just listen to me for once on this!" Rachel said, stirring the pot of gravy.

"Fine!" Paul gave in as he shot up from his seat.

Paul sauntered to the pantry and pulled two Gerber baby food products.

"Meat sticks or turkey?" He asked her.

Rachel looked at the two. "Turkey."

"But he hates turkey." Paul said.

Rachel sighed in exasperation. "No. He hates the meat sticks."

"Oh." Paul replied.

"And could it hurt you to put on a proper shirt or jacket?" She asked.

"What's wrong with this?" Paul asked, gesturing to the khaki shorts and slim fit tee.

Paul did something I never thought he'd ever do. He coughed and sniffed.

"Well for one, it's cold outside and you've got the flu." Rachel said. "You shouldn't even be feeding Willy in this state."

She snatched the Gerber food and handed it over to Jake.

"Jake, would you please?"

"Yeah! Yeah!" He replied as he took it gladly.

"Rach!" Paul moaned.

"Go change." Rachel warned him.

He obliged begrudgingly and walked away into the other room.

Jake and I cocked eyebrows at each other.

"You keep a tight rope around here, sis. Jeez!" Jake laughed.

I laughed. "I was think the same thing."

Rachel sighed.

"You would think I live with two babies instead of one sometimes." She giggled.

"I had no idea it took that quick for Paul to shift back to human form after he stopped phasing?"

"He hasn't phased for almost ten months. It took Sam almost eleven months to completely shift back to human because I guess since he was alpha of a pack, it took longer."

"But for Paul it took five or six months." Rachel said.

"Wow." I mentioned. "How did you guys know he was reinstated as human?" I laughed.

"When he got a large cut on his hand on the job at the construction site and it didn't completely heal after three weeks. The reason why he's probably being a Debbie Downer now is because he found out he had the flu yesterday after over a decade of not having it." Rachel said.

"He seems happier though." I pointed out.

Rachel smiled. "Yep. He is. I mean, he does miss the thrill and danger of being a wolf, but I love him more now than I ever did which I think we were both afraid of not happening after he stopped."

"The imprint?" I asked.

She nodded.

I smiled.

I guess that is sweet. That their love wasn't purely based on the imprint. I'd think the imprint connection was a guide to finding that true love. Not a true love bond on its own.

"Hey buddy!" Jake cooed at the baby. "Uncle Jake is here to give you the best food in the world! And it's the best because Uncle Jake is giving it to you." Jake muttered, giving Willy a little tickle under his bib as he fixed it.

Willy released a delicate laugh in reply.

I smiled. "He's crawling right?" I asked.

Rachel nodded. "And reaching. He broke a picture frame which caused a beeline of other picture frames to break and he made me drop a plate of my food the other day."

Yikes! A baby can cause that much damage?

I don't remember ever breaking anything as a baby. By the time I looked about Willy's age, I could distinguish what was fragile that I couldn't touch and what was okay to touch.

I guess that's the disadvantage of being a human baby, I guess.

Naivety.

Paul returned in warmer clothes and went to the bag and pulled two cans of beer from the six pack.

"Yo, Jake. Wanna watch the basketball game while the women prepare the food?" Paul asked.

"You can help you know?" I pointed out, slightly avoiding the sexism of that sentence.

"Yeah but somebody thinks I'd burn the place."

"You would. Ness. We got this." Rachel said.

Paul nodded as he reached for his son and lifted him out of his high chair and situated him onto his hip with a beer in his hand as he walked over to the living room.

Jake came to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me close to him. I grunted with a grin as I rested my hands on his large arms.

"You good?" He asked.

I nodded. "Of course! Enjoy the game. I've got my girl Rachel here with me."

"Yep! Leave the girl alone, Jake." Rachel's sweet voice stated.

He smirked and leaned in to plant a soft kiss on my lips.

Jake and I weren't averse to public display of affection, so it was natural to kiss in front of his sister, dad and brother-in-law. But somehow, it was harder to do it in front of my dad even though he hears our not so innocent thoughts all the time. Totally not weird at all.

He pulled away first and went over to the living room to watch the game between the Cleveland Cavaliers and LA Lakers.

"You guys are so inseparably besotted with each other. It's interesting to watch you two. Makes me realize how not so young I am anymore." Rachel said.

I scoffed. "You're still young, Rach. What are you talking about?"

"I'll be 30 not too long now. It's my last year in my 20s and I'm dreading the next decade."

"I'm sure it won't be bad." I told her.

She shrugged. "We'll see. I hear horror stories about one's 30s. Luckily you won't have that problem."

"I don't know. The thought of growing old with your one true love isn't such a bad thought on its own. You get to watch your grandchildren grow up without anyone suspecting you're crazy for having grandchildren when you look 18."

"Many women kill to look as young and fresh as you and you wish to be older? Well color me surprised."

I laughed.

"Do you want kids?" She asked. I breathed. "Let's be real sis. I mean, no pressure or anything. It's just a question. Have you thought about it?"

"Of course, I've thought about it, but I don't know if it's biologically in the cards for me, you know."

She nodded. "You and Jake would make good parents though."

"You think so?" I smiled.

She nodded.

That was comforting to know.

I've always wondered how we'd be as parents. I mean, for Jake it's obvious. He was a natural when it came to kids. He practically helped raise me and he's always liked playing with other kids on the res, he just wouldn't admit it aloud.

But I never saw myself as maternal. I mean, I've only held two babies in my entire eight years of existence. So, I never exactly tapped into my maternal side, but I wouldn't mind it either.

Hopefully someday.

"Are you stopping with Willy or do you want more?"

"Definitely more. Paul wants a whole football field. I'm not prepared to be a Duggar, but I think two or three more won't be bad."

"Three?!" I exclaimed.

She laughed. "Paul never had siblings and I had two, so we want William to have a few of his own to play with."

"Huh. Three kids will be a handful I assume."

I couldn't imagine having more than three kids. I suspect Jacob would feel the same. I guess I'll have to ask him someday.

"Becca already has a head start with her twins." She laughed.

"Oh, right. She's five months pregnant, right? Jake mentioned it once."

"We planned to have our kids close in age for years." Rachel told me as she chopped the potatoes whilst I buttered the chicken. "How was it like not having siblings?"

I shrugged. "I never felt like I was missing any. My uncles and aunts always made sure I wasn't a lonely kid. Jacob was always like a brother to me before we started dating,"

She smiled. "That's good."

I smiled.

"Will you pass me the olive oil?" She asked.

I looked at the two versions of oil in front of me – coconut and olive.

"This one?" I asked.

She nodded, and I handed it to her.

"Thanks."

"So, Jake said you're Kim's helper on the wedding day, right? But not her bridesmaid?"

"Yeah. That's the thing about Traditional Quileute weddings. There's no groomsman or bridesmaids but there are helpers and supporters who assist the couple with the planning of the day and act as witnesses to the couple."

"Huh. Who's Jared's supporter?"

"Sam."

I nodded.

"Are you having wedding fever, hmm?" Rachel teased me with a laugh and nudge of the arm.

I giggled and tried to hide my blush.

"No. I don't know. I'm just curious as to what goes down at a traditional wedding, s'all."

I glanced back at Jake who had his eyes fixed on the T.V. whilst Paul was up screaming at the screen with the baby on his right hip.

"Paul!" Rachel called. He didn't listen. "Paul!"

"Defense, Bryant! Defense!"

I realized then that Paul was so human that his hearing wasn't as sharp as it was when he was a shapeshifter.

"Paul!" Rachel shouted.

"What?" Paul demanded.

And then as if on cue, Willy released an earsplitting cry.

"Inside voice!" Rachel whispered-shouted at him as she dropped what she was doing. "Sorry, Ness. Could you hold the fort?"

"Yea, sure!" I replied.

She went over Paul and tried to take the baby.

"Come on, Rach. Don't take the baby. I promise I'll be quiet."

"Calm yourself, boy. I'm just giving him a diaper change. His bedtime isn't until 7:30." Rachel said as she pressed her son against her chest, calming him down with soft sways.

"Jake. Pass me his chew toy by your feet." Rachel asked.

Jake reached for it and tossed it to his sister before she walked away into the room.

I moved my focus onto Jacob who had his eyes firmly set on mine. I gave him a small smile which he returned with the same smile I fell in love with.

… …

Jacob Black

Rachel and Nessie bonded over preparing dinner whilst Paul, Willy and I enjoyed the game.

During the game, I couldn't help but watch Paul with his son.

I noticed how much he's changed since the years he was a wolf. How mellow and controlled he was. He wasn't the Paul prone to usual outbursts and unnecessary outrage. Marriage and fatherhood changed him.

"Squirt, you's enjoying the game?" He whispered to his baby who was tucked into his arms.

The baby started mumbling as he stretched his small hand to Paul's face and plunged his fingers into his nose and mouth.

"Ah!" Paul playfully moaned. "That's Daddy's nose. Yeah!"

I smiled.

Fuck! He had it bad.

I wish I could make fun of his ass, but I didn't have it in me anymore. I wish I could hold this against him with the boys but I'm pretty sure they're all having similar cases since all of them are either spouting out babies like Sam and Paul or going to like Jared.

I oddly felt bad punching him all those years ago for imprinting on my sister.

Dammit! Now I feel like punching his face in for making me feel like not wanting to punch his face in.

Paul released a shocking dry cough into his arm and he grabbed a tissue and blew into it twice.

"Hey, Paul?"

He looked.

"You look horrible, dude." I joked.

"Gee. Thanks for the love." He told me. "Kim tells me it's because of the changing season and there's this bug going around. She said she'll bring me a couple meds from work in the morning."

"You're really human now." I said in amazement.

"Yep!" He coughed.

His demeanor looks like that of a miserable sick man, but his face looks overjoyed.

"But you're happy."

He shrugged. "I miss the bloodsucker chases though. I'm still icky about not having that."

I chuckled. "So, tell me. What's all this about marriage? What is the fuss about it? I mean I get the idea of it but why do we have to do the whole showy display shebang of it if we're already committed?"

"I'm not sure I get you, man."

"The institution of marriage is great but the whole dressing up for it. We're not humans. We don't need to do this. Humans get married and then get divorced a year or two later, but we've got forever with our mates. And now here we've got Jared acting like a Groomzilla." I laughed.

"Most guys get cold feet when it comes to marriage because they're thinking about all the other girls they won't get to sleep with but that doesn't apply to us. We won't look at another woman besides our mate."

"But why the wedding though? Why this big showy display to prove that you're committed to this girl and you love her? You're bonded for life by the imprint as is. Isn't that marriage in itself?"

"it doesn't always have to be showy and it's not about that either. You can get married at a register court these days. It's just a symbol of your commitment and union to each other even though it doesn't need to spread to the world." He said.

"Think about it this way, you and your imprint are bonded for life. Fine. But what will happen when it comes to human things? Who will pay mortgage? Under who's name will things fall under? In some cases, marriage is necessary. You and Nessie are an extraordinary case because you guys will spend forever with each other but Rachel and I…we're going to grow old together. You know. It's what Rachel wanted and ultimately I wanted it as well."

I nodded. I guess I understood his perspective.

"Things won't feel that different after you get married to your imprint but the thought that having rings that symbolize your union to each other is a pretty awesome thought. Your imprint taking your last name and you both building a dynasty with that name. Come on, dude. That's pretty awesome."

I smiled as I thought about it.

Renesmee Black.

I shivered at the thought.

"Yeah, that is pretty awesome."

"You'll feel it. And when you feel it, you won't be afraid of taking the plunge and getting on that bended knee. You better moisturize that knee before dude."

I laughed. "When did you become a voice of reason?"

"Ever since I married your sister." He joked.

I gave him the middle finger.

"Okay you guys! Dinner's ready!" Rachel exclaimed as she brought in the tray of chicken onto the center of the table whilst Nessie brought the casserole dish.

Paul and I shot up!

"I'll let you all dish out first. As the man of the house." Paul said, rubbing his stomach.

"Great. More for me." I laughed as I took a seat with Nessie by my side.

She smiled as she pressed her hand on my thigh whilst I threw my arm around her shoulder and pulled her in a kiss on the side of the face.

"Smells good." Paul hummed as he kissed his wife with his baby in his arm.

"Compliments of Nessie." Rach said.

Nessie smiled. "Oh. It's all you!"

"It was teamwork." Rachel laughed.

I smiled.

"Let's dig in."

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A/N: Aww! That was a good chapter. I enjoyed writing this. I wanted Nessie to really interact with the Black family on this trip. Next will be the wedding of Kim and Jared. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter.