(Jacob’s Diary) Panic Room

Luca swiftly walked into the woods, leaving the clan behind. He would come back soon — but first, a plan had to be compiled. This one-of-a-kind creature would be too delectable, and his pack was just as hungry for the being as Luca was.

They knew the threat of trying to capture her. They knew the clan of vampires would be highly strong, and the risks of trying to take them on. Being as they were, they didn’t care.


Dear Diary,

My eyes have ached from the lack of sleep I’ve gotten lately.
We’ve bought multiple things to prepare the pack of werewolves and we’ve even been practicing at the shooting range. The Cullens have ordered Wolfsbane and silver bullets and shit, but regardless of how prepared we were, it didn’t relieve any of my stress.

All I was thinking about was what would happen if I did die? What if I die, and the others can’t protect her? Carlisle kept urging for me and Ness to go to Isle Esme, while they stay and “hold up fort.” These wolves can follow a scent though. They want Ness, not the Cullens. I’m sure as hell not making the same mistake Edward and I made with Bella when Victoria was after her. She knew that Bella wouldn’t be at the battlefield. I’m sure these guys aren’t stupid enough to think we’d have her at the battlefield. So I’m going to fight with them, and Bella is going to stay with Ness in the basement.

The Cullens’ basement had an old panic room and Carlisle ordered some fancy equipment to make it impossible to get in, or something. It’s got some big ass titanium door and the control panel is on the inside, powered by a generator so the wolves can’t cut the power and mess it up. They went in the panic room that morning, because we didn’t know if the pack would try to come as humans, or wait until that night.

The night before, Ness was rubbing my shoulders, complaining about how tense I was.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I’m just a little bit stressed,” I said, rubbing my eyes and temples.

She scratched my back. “It’ll be fine, Jake. We’re good at beating the bad guys, and you know it.”

I turned my head around to face her and a sign escaped me. She was upset too, and I could see it.

“I can’t let anything happen to you,” I said stroking her cheek.

She kissed my nose. “Do you think I feel good about you being out there while I’m in a padded room with my mom, not knowing if you’re alright or not?” She asked, and I looked down. “I can’t lose you either, Jake,” she continued.  “It’s a two way street here.” Ness put a finger under my chin and pulled my head up to face her. She moved around and sat on my lap, gripping my face in her hands.
“I love you so much, Jacob.”

Tears prickled at my eyes, and she kissed me softly. I wasn’t even ashamed for crying. She pulled back and two big tears rolled down her cheeks, causing my eyes to completely well up now.

I hugged her to me, gripping her as tight as I could without breaking her. She sobbed into my shoulder, and I cried into her hair. We spent the night crying and hugging each other, trying to not think about the next day.


That morning, Nessie pulled on a pair of sweats and tied her hair up, while I put on a pair of black jeans and a black long-sleeved shirt. Black seemed like a good fighting color.

Ness ate a bowl of cereal silently and grabbed about ten books, and her laptop.
When she finished, she stood against a wall awkwardly, staring off into space, her eyes red and swollen. I watched her from the kitchen, my heart hurting enough to make me feel sick. After a few seconds, I couldn’t stand it anymore, and I went over to her, pulling her to me. Her body collapsed against me and I gripped her tightly.

“It’ll be alright, honey. I promise,” I assured her, kissing the top of her head. Her body started shaking and she was crying into my chest. I felt her tears wetting my shirt — her breathing turned fast and erratic. My eyes got glassy and I stroked her hair.

“Don’t cry, baby. Please.”

She sniffled loudly, and hugged me in a vice grip. “Just come to the basement with me and mom, p-p-please?” She begged. Her eyes were red and wet as she looked up at me.

I looked down at her, and felt my heart break. “I can’t just leave our family to fend for themselves. They can’t do it without me, Ness. You know that,” I told her. I ached to stay with her, but my better judgment was telling me to stand by our family.

She’d be safe.

Her lip trembled, and I stroked my thumbs under her eyes. “I have to stand by our family. You’ll be fine,” I said, and she shook her head.

“B-but, you won’t! I’m not okay unless you are!” She shouted and more tears poured out of her eyes.

I pursed my lips, aching to just give in to her. “I’ll be fine, I promise.”

I kissed her eyes, her cheeks, her nose and her lips before hugging her to me tightly. “I love you,” I said, and she nodded, sniffling.

“I love you too, Jake,” she cried.

When we walked outside, Bella was there waiting. She hugged me tightly when we approached her. “Please stay safe,” she whispered in my ear. I nodded tersely and ignored her sickly sweet scent, and cold, granite skin.

“I love you, Jake,” Bella told me, kissing my cheek.

“I love you too,” I said.

“Ready to go, honey?” Bella asked Ness cheerfully. Ness glared daggers at her.
“Never mind, then,” Bella said, pulling Ness with her.

I followed behind them and watched as Bella threaded her fingers through Nessie’s, rubbing reassuring circles on her hand with her thumb, while I stuck my hands in my pockets, trying to ignore the pain in my chest.

All of the Cullens were in the living room when we entered the main house. I swallowed the lump in my throat then greeted everyone. They were all hugging Ness, and reassuring her that everything would be okay.

Edward was giving me a confused look the entire time. So when Alice starting talking to Nessie about something, Edward pulled me into the kitchen.

“Why don’t you stay with her down in the basement?” he questioned me.

“She’ll be safe in there, and Edward, do you really expect me to leave my family out there?”

Edward’s eyebrows knitted together and he put a firm hand on my shoulder. “That’s really an honest decision, Jacob. We would understand if you wanted to stay in there with Renesmee, but that takes a real brave man to make that decision. I want you to know that we all appreciate it, and love you greatly. You are part of this family — and we’re glad that we’re part of yours.”

Once again, my eyes welled up.

I leaned in and hugged Edward. He seemed shocked for a minute, stiff, but hugged me back. I pulled away and in an attempt to gain my masculinity back, I sniffed back my mucus loudly and spit in the sink after, making Edward chuckle. I rolled my eyes and made my way back into the living room with him.


Ten minutes later, everyone was walking down to the basement.
Carlisle opened the door and Bella kissed Edward softly before climbing in. I knew she couldn’t stand the fact that she wasn’t out there with him, but she wasn’t going to worry Renesmee.

I turned around and picked Nessie up. She wrapped her legs around my waist then squeezed my neck, kissing me all over my face. I caught her lips and kissed her a little bit too long for it to be considered chaste, but whatever.

After one last hug, I guided her into the room. It wasn’t half bad. It had padded floor and it wasn’t small. Esme had put some blankets and pillows in there, along with food and blood. Nessie grimaced though, and sat her stuff down. I blew her a kiss and Bella went to the control panel and closed the doors. I heard the locks click then other sounds I couldn’t place.

Then all was silent.

The rest of us stood still, looking at each other. Time to wait.


I was laying on the couch at about ten p.m. and there hadn’t been a sign of them. Emmett and Jasper walked in the room right as my eyelids started drooping.

“I caught Luca’s scent,” Jasper said, looking at me, and then at Carlisle.

I jumped up, grabbed my gun and rushed outside. I heard the others inside loading their guns.

I also had a knife laced with Wolfsbane in a strap against my ankle. If needed, I could stab one directly in the heart, causing it to die instantly.

Emmett and Jasper stood at my sides, each armed with two semis loaded with pure silver bullets. I had one already, and I had another round in my pocket.

Thank god I’d played Call of Duty so much.

We all were waiting to see if we could hear anything. Alice and rose walked out with their guns and stood behind Emmett and Jasper. I had my gun held up, ready to aim. Esme was perched at a window with a sniper.

Vampires with guns. Is it possible for something to be ludicrous and serious at the same time?

I tensed up after I heard a twig snap.

It was dark, but I could still see a pretty good bit, so I swept the yard with my eyes. I saw a flash of gray. The others saw it too and all aimed their guns in that direction. I saw a one charging me. It was running on four legs, but its back was highly arched. I aimed, and shot four shots straight at the head. It stalled and stood up on its hind legs, which looked natural for the way it was built. Emmett hit it right in the heart. It yelped, and fell backwards.

I reloaded my gun. One down, fourteen left to go, according to Edward.

“That wasn’t Luca, that was the runt of their pack. They were testing us. They have a plan, but they won’t think about it, so we have to stay focused,” Edward said, walking out with a revolver. He’s so old fashioned.
I took a deep breath, and waited again.


Within the next ten minutes, we had killed four more. Then, ten came flashing around in a disarray. Even with our senses, we were missing them, because we needed to shoot them in the heart in order to kill them.

Everyone was firing wildly, including me, until I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder. One of them was trying to pull off my shoulder. I whipped my arm around and punched it in the face. It released its grip from my shoulder then scratched my back before gnawing at my ankle.

I was screaming, I’m sure, but I wasn’t thinking at the moment. It ripped the skin off my leg and everyone was trying to fight him off of me and keep the others away from the house at the same time. I forced myself to reach at my other ankle and I pulled my knife out. I pushed him off and stabbed it in the heart.

I stabbed him all over, the pain in my leg fueling my rage.

I started shaking, and heat ran through me. I couldn’t phase though! There’d be no way for me to aim a gun with paws.

“Dammit!” I shouted, clamping my teeth together. All I saw was blood and my shoulder was throbbing. Esme had shot three other wolves. There were six others all still fighting and I was shaking and throbbing all over.

I saw something over near the house, so I tailed it, ignoring the pain in my leg and shoulder. My eyes adjusted and I saw that it was the biggest werewolf out all of them.

It must be Luca.

He ignored me and busted through one of the windows. I jumped through after him, sprinting.

He was heading for the basement.

I gripped my gun, waiting for Luca to turn around, but he wouldn’t. He ran downstairs and I stumbled down the stairs after him. He was pacing back-and-forth beside the door when I finally limped down the stairs.

“Hey, jackass. No way you’re getting in there,” I spat, aiming my gun. He snarled at me then ran towards me. I shot him straight in the heart before he got to me, but he started biting my wounded leg before he died.

I tumbled in pain, groaning. I was laying beside Luca, gripping my gun tightly. The pain in my leg was unbearable. I couldn’t see anything but blood — my muscle and bone – without a trace of skin. I shot him in anger two more times before I blacked out.


When I woke up, Nessie was stroking my hair. I was in one of the spare rooms at the Cullens’ main house. It was converted into a mini-hospital almost. I was hooked up to an IV and a heart monitor. It smelled all sterile and weird.

“You’re awake!” Ness exclaimed when she noticed me looking up at her. I blinked, and swallowed, my mouth dry. There was a glass of water on the table beside me, but my arm was bandaged enough to keep it still, so I couldn’t reach for it.

“Oh! Do you want some water?” She put the cup to my lips and gave me some water without me answering. I gulped it down, trying to ignore the tremendous pain in my shoulder from just swallowing.

“How long have I been out?” I asked, groaning a little.

Nessie stroked my hair. “About fifteen hours. Carlisle had to do surgery on you because your shoulder was partially crushed and muscles and tendons were torn. Your leg was pretty bad too, but you’re healing, and you’ll get better,” she said, her voice cracking.

“I’m sorry,” I said feebly.

Ness looked up. Her eyes were still swollen and red — her face pale and dark circles were under her eyes. “God, Jake…” – She lost her voice for a minute– “… I was so scared.”

“You didn’t see me like that, did you?” I asked, and she looked away.

“I knew you were hurt before I heard you screaming outside of the door…it’s like I could feel it too. When I heard the shots, and your screaming, I lost it. I made mom open the door and the others were already there moving you upstairs.” Tears poured down her beautiful face.

I closed my eyes. “I can’t believe I let him get that close to you,” I said, disappointed.

Ness shook her head. “No, no, no. He wouldn’t have been able to get through the door. I don’t think he realized how much Carlisle did to secure the room. The others had all been killed, and you killed Luca amazingly, even with half your muscles torn apart. I’m pretty sure he meant for the others to die. He was trying to distract them so he could slide in here. I guess he didn’t expect you to notice,” she explained.

I nodded. “Just like Victoria. Trying to distract us,” I said, and she looked down.

“Well, I’m really thankful you’re okay. You just can’t move for a couple of days. You’ll have to give your muscles time to heal. You should be healed up before too long.”

Ness smiled down at me.

I groaned. I hate being bed ridden. I can still move my right arm though, so I could document this oh-so-fun experience.

Thank God for television.

- Jacob


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(Jacob’s Diary) The Honeymoon Part II

NOTE: If you think sex is ‘icky,’ DON’T READ THIS ENTRY! You’ve been fully warned.

Dear Diary,

As I said in my last entry, my honeymoon has been pretty awesome. Even though there was no planning involved, everything fell into place perfectly.

Today, I woke up with Ness cradled in my arms and tangled sheets around the both of us.

I wrote my last entry real quick then decided to go make my wife breakfast.

I decided that, regardless of how alone and isolated it is out here, it would still be a good idea to not walk around naked, so I pulled some pajama pants on before softly padding to the kitchen.

When Rosalie was here to prepare the cabin, she put non-perishable foods in the cabinets, but the cleaning crew that came once every two weeks would stock the fridge with eggs, milk and other stuff that had a ridiculously short life span in the expiration date world.

I grabbed the carton of eggs and cracked twelve on the side of a big bowl I found in one of the numerous cabinets. I got a whisk and started stirring them, adding a bit a milk to make ’em nice and fluffy. I got some pre-cooked bacon, stuck it in a pan and then put the eggs on – considering the bacon wouldn’t take too long and Ness doesn’t like bacon crispy.

It took about ten minutes before I was walking into the bedroom with a tray of breakfast for Ness and I. I placed two plates on the tray: one with a portion of eggs and a portion of bacon, the other had about six portions of each. It’s obvious which plate was mine.

I carried it in and placed it on my side of the king sized bed carefully then went to sit her glass of orange juice on the nightstand. I know she would’ve preferred blood, but the cabin doesn’t exactly keep that around.

Ness would probably go hunting later, in the evening. For the day we’d planned to go skiing and then Ness wanted to go to this place that would let you make your own apple cider that she’d read about online.

When I sat the glass of orange juice down lightly, Renesmee’s eyelids fluttered open.

“Good morning,” she said, smiling sleepily at me. I smiled back at her and she yawned.

“You made breakfast,” she said, looking at me through groggy eyes.

“Yeah, not that extravagant…I’m not the best chef,” I told her, shrugging. She rolled her eyes.

Ness kissed my cheek and sat up, wrapping the sheets around her body. “It’s perfect, Jacob.”

We ate and talked then when we finished, I put all of our dishes and trash on the tray. I took it back into the kitchen and when I got back, Ness was standing beside the bed stretching, her bare body glowing from the sun peeking in the windows. I gulped and averted my gaze to the floor. Which, I know sounds stupid, but I didn’t want her to feel like I was just watching her, gawking.

“Do you want to take a shower?” she asked, and I looked up at her.

She was grinning mischievously and I grinned back, matching the mischievousness of her grin.

“Hell yeah,” I said and she giggled, walking over to me.

“I mean if you wa–want to take one by yourself that’s fine too,” I said, while  nervousness boiled in my blood.

“Um, well considering that last night was great and the fact that we’re married, yes, I want to take a shower with you Jake.” She ran a hand through my hair, and kissed me as light as she possibly could before running away to the bathroom.

I stood there for a minute before it got through my thick head to follow her.

When I did, she was already in the shower, so I took off my pajama pants and boxers then opened the glass door of the shower.

Ness was smiling at me while the water steamed around her and obviously that was a good sight to see. A beautiful sight.

By the time I stepped in, I had a sensory overload and Ness’s smooth skin was pressed against me, her wet soft hair dripping water droplets on the hand I had on her lower back.

There was one of those expensive shower heads in the shower and it was spraying really smooth water, so it was like kissing under a small, warm waterfall.

Ness was ran her hands up and down my back like she was trying to memorize every inch of me.

“I love you,” I whispered into her neck while I caressed her waist and hips. She pushed her self on me slowly and we both took in the feeling, the real thing felt so much better than when I was imagining it before.

It refreshed my memory on the overall beauty of it and I was seeing stars, the pure ecstasy that overcame me. The steam clouded in the shower and the water poured warmly down on us as I kissed her jaw bone, breathing sighs.

I don’t feel like a scumbag like I thought I would either, because to me, we’re not just having sex, we’re making love. It means something to both of us and it lets us be intimate with each other. To please one another.

Ness and I are married now, so it isn’t wrong to feel this way, or make love. I’ve faced that fact a while ago. She’s not a kid anymore. She’s a woman.

I washed my hair, and she washed hers too, before we stepped out of the shower.

I grabbed two of the plush towels off of the towel rack and handed one to Nessie.

I towel dried my hair and wrapped the towel around my waist then brushed my teeth and then left so Ness could have some privacy.

Once I got on the ski pants and jacket, I knew Ness would be done soon so I put on the black beanie – that matched my black and gray coat – along with the black ski pants Alice bought me. I put the goggles on my head over my beanie, so I wouldn’t have to carry them.

When Ness came out of the bathroom she was wearing a white coat and white ski pants with matching boots. Of course she looked fashionable, even though we were only going skiing. White goggles with a black lens were propped on her head like mine and she was grinning excitedly.

“Ready?” She asked and I hopped up off the bed.

“No, I‘m just dressed and waiting for no reason,” I said sarcastically and she laughed. “How come I didn’t get the memo that we’re supposed to look all stylish?”

“Silly, you look fine. Alice picked out your clothes, so I wouldn’t worry,” she assured me, kissing my cheek. “Also, Alice said the skis are in the garage, but there’s also a snowboard because, though she didn’t have a vision, she knew you would think skiing is too sissy.”

I laughed, and nodded. “I love how she can’t see me, but she knows me well enough to guess I would rather snowboard.”

Ness shook her head and the bronze curls sticking out from under her goggles shook too.

“We’re not going to have an instructor are we?” I asked, grabbing a pair of pink skis and a snowboard that had some random black and white designs on it. I gave her the skis and she pulled a piece of paper out of her black hole, I mean her purse.

“No, Alice knows you too well there also; she knew that there was a high chance of getting a male instructor and knew you would probably get jealous. So, she found a small private set of slopes that’s kinda like Aspen’s version of a country club. There won’t be many people at all there because it’s off season, but they’ll have fake snow if there isn’t enough real snow.”

I nodded, liking the idea of privacy. “Okay, let’s plow,” I quoted Duckie from the movie ‘Pretty in Pink,’ because it seemed fitting for our location.

Ness laughed and I lifted the trunk of the car before I put my snowboard in. Once Ness sat her skis down, I closed the trunk, and we both got in the car. Ness buckled her seat belt then I started the car, turning the heat on high for Nessie’s sake.

She told me the directions and we made it there in under fifteen minutes. There was a humongous cabin that had a million windows and a sign the said “Mountains of Aspen Ski Resort.” There was a wrought-iron gate surrounding the front so I drove up to the guardsman.

“Hey, I’m Jacob Black. I think I have reservations here for a day of skiing?” I said, making it sound like a question. The security guy looked bored and typed a few things in his computer before nodding at me.

“Go ahead, sir,” He said, pressing the button that opened the gate. I drove the car into the parking lot and parked in one of the many open spaces.

“There’s only about five cars here,” I said.

“Yeah, I told you it was pretty slow on off-season,” Ness reminded me.

“Well, at least we won’t embarrass ourselves in front of a crowd of people.”

After we grabbed the skis and snowboard, we walked inside the lodge and it was very nice, to say the least.

Of course Alice would choose the nicest place for us to go skiing. Of course.

After we took in the visual of the lobby, we agreed it was really awesome. There was a giant fireplace and the stones around it went all the way up to the ceiling with sky–light windows surrounding it.

There were plush couches and rugs, and even a counter where they would serve you hot chocolate or coffee – or whatever the hell you wanted I guess. When you live the high life, I guess you can make them serve you piss in a cup for all I know.

Ness went and sat our stuff on one of the couches because nobody else was down there besides the guy who gives out hot chocolate, so it wasn’t like they were bothering anybody.

We got hot chocolates with marshmallows, and when we were finished we went out the back door that lead to the slopes.

When we finally got there, we decided to go on the beginner’s slope… I’d never done this before; I didn’t want to risk being cocky and going on the expert slope – which would’ve caused me to break my neck.

Ness changed into those bulky ski shoes and hooked them to her skis while I hooked mine to my snowboard.

I struggled to get up but when I finally did, I pulled Ness up too. I kissed her cheek and sort of hopped over to the beginning of the slope.

Ness stood to the right of me and I tried to remember how I snowboarded on the Wii once. I figured it’d be somewhat similar.

I leaned to the side slightly then pushed off and Ness started skiing beside me.

She’s skied a few times before and made it look graceful, while I was flapping my arms all over the place trying to stay upright.

Ness wasn’t laughing at me, though, she was laughing with me because I couldn’t stop laughing my head off every time I fell on my ass.

We stayed on the slopes for about an hour and a half before we got exhausted and made our way back to the lodge, the outer layer of our ski clothes wet from melted snow and both of our noses and cheeks a bright red.

We went inside then got more hot chocolate and stayed another fifteen minutes before heading out to the place that would let us make our own apple cider.

The ride there wasn’t long either. When we got there, it was a building shaped like a barn, but there was a parking lot with cars in it, so obviously it wasn’t a barn.

I parked and Ness and I went in, both a little curious about the barn–looking exterior.

The inside was nice and warm with a fireplace burning and barrels of apples on one side. The other side had all sorts of machines.

“Hi! Can I help you?” A high pitched voice sounded and I looked to see a tall teenager with frizzy black hair.

“Um, hey. I heard that we could make our own apple cider here?” I said, gesturing to the families around the barrels and machines.

“Yes! You can! For now, go pick out a dozen apples of your choice!” She said, and Ness gave me a little excited smile.

We went to pick out our apples. We were searching for some good apples when Ness laughed.

“That girl is in love with you,” she said, and I looked at her in confusion.

“What? Naw.”

I looked over at the girl and she was staring at me from her register, biting her lip. When she saw me looking her face turned an unattractive red shade and she looked down at the floor.

“Well, obviously I’m married, Mrs. Black,” I said to Ness, kissing her softly.

Nessie grinned and once we found the apples, the over-eager worker took us to a purée machine.

She sat the apples in the machine and puréed them, giving us the giant metal bowl that had the apple mush in it. She took us over to a table and told us to dump them on this piece of cloth then tie the ends around the apple mush and squeeze out the juice.

Ness squeezed it and peals of laughter came out when the juice fell into the bowl. Ness gave it to me so I could squeeze out the remaining juice and the girl sat down some spices and a wooden spoon.

Once we finished putting spices in it, the girl said it had to refrigerate for an hour before we could drink it.

We didn’t want to just stand there, and since there was a store upstairs, Ness and I went up and looked around for the next hour. We bought caramel apples, candy apples, organic apple scented lotion and, as a joke, I got the whole pack a box of apple dog treats.

When we were done, we went downstairs to get our cider and it was in a plastic gallon jug, with a label that said ‘BLACK’ on it.

I paid for all of our stuff and the cider and Ness and I left. We were tired and eager to relax.

I drove the way back to the cabin then Ness and I ate dinner.

Now I’m writing in my diary again. This will probably be the last time I write in here until after our honeymoon because I plan on enjoying it. But for now, Ness is calling me to bed. I’ll write in here again soon.

- Jacob


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(Jacob’s Diary) The Honeymoon Part I

Dear Diary,

This honeymoon has been nothing short of amazing. In fact, it’s a bajillion times the definition of ‘amazing.’ The flight there wasn’t too long, but Ness slept the whole way there, so I had a lot of time to think. I’m so anxious. It must’ve sounded nerdy for ‘Big and Bad’ Jake to be a virgin, but I waited for her, and now…well, the wait’s over.

The whole flight I was fidgeting, my mind crossing off everything that was going on.

1. I’m married.

2. I’m married to Renesmee.

3. I’m going on my honeymoon.

I know I sound like a horny teenager, but I had waited for that one thing since the day she grew out of childhood. I just didn’t want it to be awkward. That would’ve just ruined everything. But, you know, it went perfect.

The flight landed, and we bustled out of the terminal to get our luggage; both of us knew without saying a word that we were anxious to get to the cabin. Alice helped Ness pack her bags, so I was surprised that there were only two, not including her carry-on bag. I put them on a rolly-cart thing – and put mine on there to – before we walked out of the airport.

Alice said she had a rental car in the parking lot and gave us the parking deck’s number and the number of it’s space. Ness pulled the paper with the info out of her carry-on and we rushed to get to the parking deck, which was out of the snow.

I wrapped my arm around Renesmee’s shoulders and we went up to the second floor of the deck. It was the third car in the first rows of cars and we rolled the cart-thingy over to it. It was a white Nissan 350z. Not that recent, but really bad ass. I piled our bags in the trunk with ease and went to open the door for Ness. Once she got in, I ran the cart over to the little spot they’re supposed to go in, and once I was back in the car, I started the engine in one swift turn of the key. Even though I hadn’t had to drive the Rabbit in years, it’s still kinda weird not having to rev the engine multiple times and hearing a hum – instead of a loud rumble – was strange, but in a good way.

I pulled out of the space and then out of the parking deck. Thankfully Alice programmed the directions to the cabin in the GPS, so I just followed the little robotic voice for twenty-five minutes until it lead me to a small, winding road surrounded by snow and evergreen trees. A lot like the roads for every house the Cullens’ ever had owned. Private and difficult to get to… for a human with dull senses, of course.

The road led to a extravagant (duh) cabin, that had a perfect view of the mountains. There was at least a foot of snow and it was still snowing, dropping down in bucket-loads. The cabin started at the top floor and the back of it was off the side of the mountain on stilts, so there was a bottom floor too. It was all alone and the cabin was intricately built, but cozy at the same time.

I grabbed all of our bags form the trunk and we made our way towards the front door, both of our heads down trying to keep the snow out of our eyes. We got under the sheltered part where the front door was and I got the key out of the little hiding place under the welcome mat. (Real obvious for such clever people). Though, I didn’t expect anybody really finding the place that easily anyway.

I unlocked the door easily and Ness walked in first as I followed close behind. She went and turned on all the lights and I took our bags to the master bedroom. The living room was amazing, it had multiple modern looking grey couches with orange throw pillows. There was a huge window and fashionable light fixtures. The walls were really indescribable, so many shapes at once, with all the archways and the fireplace changing the walls from flat into an architect’s dream. The kitchen was awesome, too. It had stone walls and old-timey looking cabinets. It even had one of those floating microwaves… the ones that are in between the cabinets and pretty much just sit in the air because there’s nothing below it.

I walked through the wooden-wall hallway, and towards the master bedroom.

When I walked in, I took in the huge king-sized bed, dome indented wall, and the intricate mural on the wall. It was amazing. Perfect.

I sat our bags down then walked back through the hallway and into the living room. Ness wasn’t there, so I went into the kitchen and saw the laundry room door open. She was in there, turning the knob for the main water shut off, which was a good idea considering I’d have to flush the toilet at some point. There was a Jacuzzi tub in the bathroom, too…

Nessie saw me, finished twisting the knob and walked over, rubbing her hands on her pink dress and smiling.

“I’m going to go change, okay?” she said, trying to sound calm. I kissed her before she left, feeling a bit nervous myself.

“Okay,” I said, and she went down the hallway. I took a shaky breath. The time had finally come. Breathe in, breathe out, I told myself.

I went to the kitchen, gulped down a glass of water and walked down the hallway towards the bedroom. The bathroom light was on, but the door was closed. One of Ness’s suitcases was in the bathroom with her and I heard faint noises of rustling clothes. I sighed and stripped down to my boxers before I got in the bed under the fresh sheets. I put my arms behind my head and I waited for Ness to come out of the bathroom, staring at the ceiling but not actually seeing it.

I focused on breathing and two minutes later…she walked out in lingerie. Some white lacy thing that accented her chest. Her boobs. It went down to the top of her thighs and it was see-through enough for me to see lacy white panties underneath. Her fair skin glowed and she had a sweet smile on her face as she walked towards the bed. My jaw was slack as she glided on the bed and soon, she was grinning at me on her hands and knees.

Before I realized it, I was attacking her mouth and pulling her on top of me. I rubbed my hands up and down around her waist, our mouths attached the entire time. The little bow on her outfit was teasing me, so I pulled both of the straps down slowly, pulling away from our kiss to see if it was okay. She nodded, her face flushed and her pupils dilated. I slowly pulled them down, caressing her arms with the back of my hands. She closed her eyes and I took in the sight in front of me. The glorious sight of my wife, Ness’.

I held a growl back and mashed her mouth to mine again, relishing in the feeling of our collided tongues. We moaned simultaneously and I grabbed her breasts softly, playing with them, defining their curves with my hands.

“Renesmee,” I whispered in her mouth, and she breathed a sigh.

She pulled away to completely take off the nightie and pulled the covers off of me.

“Your turn,” she breathed, her voice very seductive. I took off my boxers, not embarrassed at all. She looked for a minute and turned back to me, kissing me again. She took her hands from my shoulders for a second so she could pull off her underwear and before I knew it, we were connected.

The feeling of euphoria clouded my vision and she moaned, her fingers rubbing my shoulders then my stomach. I grappled her, and making her move, to get friction.

“Does it-t hurt?” I asked, and she shook her head no and somehow even that simple gesture looked seductive.

“No, it feels amazing, now can we start moving?!” she asked, and I acted as soon as the words left her pouty, pink, supple lips.

My hands were around her hips and she was moving on me, causing the foreign feeling to intensify. She was moaning and I was groaning, numerous interesting sounds leaving our mouths. My hands moved up towards her chest and I got so overpowered with the feeling, I flipped us over so I was on top of her. I pushed again and we both exhaled in gasps. I got a feeling in the pit of my stomach, an intense feeling.

Our movements became frantic, like we were trying to touch every inch of each others’ bodies as fast as we possibly could and I gasped then clenched my jaw. Stars flooded in my eyes and I yelled out in ecstasy. I heard her high pitched moan in response.

When we came down from the high, we laid there intertwined, deeply breathing. When I finally caught my breath, I heard her breathe a sigh.

“Wow,” she said, her voice light and airy, her skin glowing.

“Yeah,” I said, caressing her cheek with the back of my hand. We laid there for a long time, just staring at each other, kissing, and loving every moment of our bare skin touching. It felt so natural, so right.

It went better than I could ever have imagined and from what I could remember, she didn’t even feel pain the entire time. Just bliss.

I’m married to Renesmee. She is now Renesmee Black. She’s mine, and we’ve been tied in every way possible.

“I love you so much,” I told her, kissing the corner of her mouth, then trickling my lips over her entire body.

“I love you, too,” she said, snuggling closer to me as I kissed every inch of her glowy skin.

We fell asleep like that and I’d never slept sounder in my life.

When I woke up, I decided to document it in my diary like always, and now I have to sign off for now so I can make my wife some breakfast in bed.

- Jacob


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(Jacob’s Diary) The Talk

Dear Diary,

Wedding plans were happening, wedding presents were coming and I’ve eaten every kind of cake in the world.

Thankfully, I was indecisive when it came to choosing the cake for the wedding. So, every different kind of cake known to man was right there, waiting for me to feast on.

A few days ago, Ness finally decided that she and Alice would design her dress themselves because she hasn’t been able to find the perfect dress. So, they’re holed up in Alice’s studio, and I’m eating cake. And lots of it.

Everything was happening all at once so my stress level had increased a bit. Not as bad as it was the night I proposed, though. I don’t think I had ever been that stressed.

Esme sent Rose and Emmett to go make sure the cabin in Aspen was ready for our honeymoon, which is nice because even though Rose and I have sorta made up, it’s really awkward around her regardless.

Yesterday I was eating red velvet cake, with white chocolate chips right in the cake. It was smothered in cream cheese icing and came all the way from Italy. Mmmm.

Anyway, Alice was running around and waiting for the delivery of the flowers. She ordered the flower arrangements with real cream colored flowers, which wouldn’t come until the wedding day – so they wouldn’t wilt – but she ordered special flowers to mix in with the cream colored ones. They were roses dipped in gold and metallic black paint …or something. She would stick them in with the cream colored ones so they’d dot the arrangement, bringing the colors together in a perfect pattern.

Obviously I’m not paying for this wedding, considering that the whole wedding will end up costing more than Hugh Hefner’s mansion is worth. I don’t necessarily want a humongo-jumbo wedding, but it’s what Ness wants, so I’m perfectly happy with it.

“Jake?” I heard Bella call me. I looked over, and she was walking in the kitchen. I shoved another bite of cake down my throat, and took a large gulp of milk.

“Yeah, Bells?” I said, and she sat down on the bar stool next to me, propping her arms up on the island.

“Listen, I know this is awkward, but, obviously I have to address this,” she said, giving me a sheepish look.

“Ummm…?” I looked at her and she took in a deep breath and didn’t exhale.

“This is really awkward… and I know how my dad felt now. Anyway, I know that once you guys get married that you’ll be going on your honeymoon, and that you’re going to engage in–”

I cut her off. “Whoa, whoa! Bella!” I exclaimed, my face heating up.

“I know, I know! I’m sorry! But I have to make sure, you know…it’ll be her first time, and I just want you to be really careful.” She rushed the words out, and I rolled my eyes. Typical.

“Oh yeah, Bells. I’m going to completely rush it, and hurt her. Of course, that’s what I’ll do!” I said sarcastically, chewing another bite of cake.

“I’m sorry! I just…she’s my baby girl, and I know what both of you are going through with your hormones, trust me. But, it will be painful, and I just want to do my best to protect her,” Bella half-whispered, pleading at me with her eyes.

“I get it. I want it, but at the same time I’d hate to hurt her,” I told Bella, mentally wincing at the thought. Bella sighed.

“On the bright side, Carlisle said that with her half-vampire genes, it won’t be nearly as painful as it is for humans, so it won’t be as bad as you think it’ll be. I know you’ve been waiting for this, and it’s been hard to restrain completely. Anyway, thanks for hearing me out, Jake. You’re still my best friend, and always will be,” she said, tilting her head to the side, smiling at me. I leaned over and hugged her rock-like body.

“You’ll always be my best friend, too. Thanks for being so understanding about this situation.” I picked up another chink of cake and Bella put her finger in the icing and licked it off, making a disgusted face.

“You wouldn’t believe how awful such amazing food tastes to me now,” she said, standing up. I laughed, and she left after giving me a wink.

I felt a lot better after; I had really been worried about Ness’ and my honeymoon. Considering this would be our first time, and Nessie’s still a virgin, it’s only common sense that for her it could hurt like hell. But apparently she’ll experience a lot less pain than a ‘normal’ human, so I won’t hurt my angel too much. That thought comforted me. I’m sure Nessie and I will make love on our honeymoon, like any couple would, but I’m just hoping that she’s ready. She acts like it, but what if she’s not?

Regardless, I can’t back out. So if she’s not ready, hell, we’ll have a honeymoon playing Pictionary. If that’s what she wants, then I’ll be perfectly fine with it.

I’ve already had a talk with Edward, that was similar to the one I had with Bella. Of course, he wants me to just fall off the face of the planet, but he also knows that won’t happen. He just wanted to make sure I knew to take care of his little girl, and I made it clear that I would.

Alice and Ness stayed up there in Alice’s studio until dinner and when they came down, Ness told me she overheard me and Bella talking.

“I’m so embarrassed! Obviously I can make my own decisions and I can take care of myself!” She exclaimed, taking a bite of practically raw steak. I laughed.

“Don’t worry, me and your mom are ‘BFFs’ or whatever they’re called. She just wants to protect you, sweetheart.”

Ness rolled her eyes, and chuckled “Are you trying to text-talk? ‘LOL’! That’s besides the point though. I know she just wants what’s best for me, but it’s still really humiliating,” she groaned, and I couldn’t help but laugh. Technology is obviously moving too fast for me.

“I love you,” I said, and Ness smiled, her crooked, luminous smile.

“I love you, too,” she replied warmly, then sealed it with a kiss that tasted like raw steak.

After I left for the night, Ness went back up with Alice – to put the finishing touches on the wedding dress, I’m sure.

This is probably the last time I write in here, unmarried. I can’t believe that this is all happening, and so fast. Each second I’m getting more and more excited and somehow falling more and more in love.

I slept soundly last night, for the first time in a while. And now, I’m leaving to go patrol. Doubles today, to make up for my honeymoon. Thanks for listening, and I can’t wait to tell you about the wedding.

- Jacob

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(Jacob’s Diary) The Ring

Dear Diary,

The other day I called my dad.

I haven’t seen him in a long time, but he caught a plane yesterday to come see me for my birthday. That was Ness’s present to me. It’ll be my twenty-third birthday, though I still look eighteen.

When I called him, I  told him everything about my plan to propose to Ness, and how I even got Edward’s permission to do so.

My dad kept telling me how proud he is of me.

So, I finally got up the damn nerve to ask him about my mom’s ring. When my mom died in the car crash, my dad packed up all of her stuff, and put it in the attic because it hurt him too bad to look at it. It hurt me, too. But, I wanted Nessie to have her ring. I wanted her ring to be special.

“Uh, dad?” I asked him.

“What is it, Jacob?” he asked, his voice pensive.

“Well, I wanted to know if maybe I could give, um, Ness, uh, mom’s ring?” I stuttered out, holding my breath for his reply.

“Now, Jacob-” I c

I cut him off, because I knew that tone of voice.“I completely understand if you don’t want to, I was just looking at all my options!” I said quickly.

“Jacob! Let me get a damn sentence out, please. I was going to say, I would be more than honored to let you give her that ring, and I know your mother would be too,” he said, and I sighed in relief.

“Thanks, dad. I can’t wait to see you tomorrow,” I told him. I could tell my dad was smiling.

“You too, son.” We said our goodbyes, and I felt jittery. My dad won’t move from La Push, but I want to spend as much time with him as possible because the werewolf gene didn’t burden him, he’s just like the age he is, and he’s sixty-one. My dad has a strong spirit, but nobody can live forever, except for those damn leeches.

I couldn’t wait for my dad to see Nessie again, too. She’s grown so much since she last saw him, three years ago. She was really excited too.

I’ve been patrolling extra so that I can have three days off to spend with my dad and Ness, and hell, I’ve never been more tired. I had also been working with Alice, because the day after my dad leaves I’m going to have a ‘date’ with Ness, and I’m going to propose to her.

I’ve planned to take her to the lake several miles outside of town. Ness loves the beach, and she really misses La Push, so this is the closest I can get to the beach. It still has waves, so that’s a plus, right?

Anyway, there I’ll have a fancy-shmancy dinner set up, a nice little table with candles and music, along with her favorite foods. Right there on the shore.

I’m going all out, too.

I’m gonna wear a dress shirt and tie, and I told Ness to wear a dress. She and Alice went shopping of course. After dinner, we would have a barefoot walk in the sand, hand in hand, all romantic and shit, and then I will propose.

I’m not a softie, but I’m excited to treat Nessie to all this, making her blush is always fun.

Besides, she deserves it, and I want to show her how much I love her. It’s not like I can touch her and flood all my lovey-dovey thoughts into her head like she can.

So, hopefully I’ll succeed.

Alice set it up so that nobody will be there to disturb us, and she went all freaky and assured me that it wouldn’t be windy enough to knock the table over or anything. She was going to put a small clam just above the shore line, with the ring inside of it. During our walk, I will pick it up, and open it then give it to her. While she’s looking at it, I’ll slide down to one knee, and give her this little speech about how much I want to marry her, etc.

It was going to be perfect, because I’m working hard to make damn sure of it.

With my nervousness, I already had picked my clothes out, almost a week early. Black jeans, white dress shirt, black tie. I ironed my jeans until they were almost completely flat, and my shirt was stiff and starched without a stain on it. And white shirts never stay stainless for long with me.

After I ate dinner, I showered and went to bed. I would’ve went to see Ness, but I texted her and told her I would see her when I went to go get my dad. I needed sleep.

That morning, I woke up around nine, ate some biscuits n’ gravy, and hopped in my car.

My trip to the airport was fast, but pretty dull. I finally got to the right place in the airport, and I waited for my dad to come off.

Sure enough, he was the last person to come out, and a wide grin spread from ear to ear on my face.

“Dad!” I yelled, lunging towards his wheelchair, and grabbing him in a huge hug.

“Hey, son! You’re looking good!” He said, grinning widely and patting me on the back.

We talked for another second or so and then I wheeled him over to grab his luggage. His carry-on was slung over his wheel chair so I grabbed his other suit case before wheeling him out of the fluorescent lighting of the airport.

When we got home, everyone welcomed and greeted him and it was all happy and perfect. Ness was thrilled to see Billy, and vise-versa. We all spent the rest of the day together, catching up. Doing family stuff. We’re finally a family.

Billy was staying in my spare bedroom, and we left around ten to go home. We spent some one on one time, and then we both went to bed, me worn out from lack of sleep and dad had dealing with a case of bad jetlag. We just ate breakfast, and were going to head down to the Cullens’ in a minute. I spent a lot of time with Ness, which only made me more anxious.

I can’t wait for her to be mine.

I love putting my arms around her, making her smile, making her blush and maybe one day, I’d like to have a child with her. I mean, she does get her period once a month, but Carlisle’s afraid that once she is full grown that her eggs will freeze just like everything else, making her immortal.

I don’t know much about that doctor stuff, but I would love to be a father.

I want to have a perfect little family with Ness.

I want to wake up to her, with her cute little bedhead, and morning breath.

I want to be able to spend every free second I have with her.

I remember when I was ‘in love’ with Bells and I never thought I could ever settle for anything less than her, but in my own world, I’m settling for more. I’m settling for the most perfect, beautiful thing that I can possibly settle for.

Renesmee Carlie Cullen is my imprint. My soulmate.

And I cannot wait to marry her.

I’ll talk to you later, I gotta go see Ness.

- Jacob

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(Jacob’s Diary) Pure Bliss

Dear Diary,

After getting Edward’s permission to propose, the change in my attitude was unbelievable. I felt lighter, and obviously relieved. I guess I didn’t realize how much it was stressing me out until it wasn’t a problem anymore.

Then again, there was always the fear that Ness will say no. I mean, she wants me, and our imprint makes the love between us strong, but there’s a tiny chance that for some reason she wouldn’t say yes.

Just thinking about it hurts.

Yesterday was Leah’s wedding which had me all pent up again, thinking about Ness’s decision and everything. All this wedding stuff isn’t good for my blood pressure and stress level.

I had to set my alarm for eight because I had to go to the Cullens’, get ready, and then help make sure everything looked perfect. Alice has rubbed off on Leah a lot…Leah now loves shopping, and sparkles, and now she’s a bit OCD. So now if something went wrong there would be two women freaking out all over the place – which wouldn’t be good, therefore, every damn person at the wedding has to pitch in before the ceremony, even though they’ve spent two weeks setting it up. I cannot understand chicks.

Anyways, I took my daily shower, and pulled on my tux in a hurry. I wanted to get there for some breakfast. I had enough time to finish afterwards. I shoved my feet in my fancy-pants leather shoes, and ducked under my door. The sky was clear, and had a few puffy clouds dotting the sky. Alice foresaw the weather of course, and that’s how they set the date.

The wedding is going to be beautiful, I know it will. I saw it yesterday, when they were still setting up. There was a small layer of snow dusting the ground; the sun had melted all of it off the trees. The flowers they chose would make it look almost unrealistically pretty.

Of course it won’t be the scenery I’ll be watching.

I swiftly walked the short distance up the road to the Cullens’ place, and softly opened the door.

Esme greeted me, and ushered me into the kitchen to make a plate. The rest of the pack were there, shoving their faces full of hash browns, and eggs. I piled my plate with the same, and got a glass of milk to drink. I ate fast, so that I could go help, and then get ready.

I was eager to see Ness, even though I saw her last night. The more I see her, the harder it is to not see her. And since I can’t see her until the wedding when she’s ready, I have to wait.

I slung my white jacket over a knob on the coat rack, and walked outside to the pond. Leah decided she wanted to go simple, though it only looked simple. The cost sure wasn’t simple, which is why it’s a good thing that her and Alice became good friends, because there is no way Leah would’ve afforded this otherwise.

There was a wrought iron arch at the place where the vows would be taken, with small white and turquoise flowers dotting the vines that intricately wrapped around it. There was a white aisle, and wrought iron chairs. The tips of grass, and a few wild flowers dotted the snow, and the sun gleamed against the glass pond, making a romantic and tranquil feel. There was a temporary bridge built across the pond that led to the reception area where there was a big white tent with sheer turquoise drapes framing it. The inside was extravagant, with ice sculptures, and a dance floor, and their huge and pricey wedding cake. It was stunning.

“Well, what do ya need help with?” I asked Louis, who was straightening the chairs for the guests in a flash.

“Um, you can go on and get ready. Honestly, I think Leah was overwhelmed thinking she would need help after all this planning,” he said smiling softly. I chuckled.

“Yeah, I agree. But, are you sure?” I asked, picking up a caterpillar off the white aisle. Louis laughed.

“Certainly. I’ll see you at the ceremony, Jacob,” he replied, then clapped me on the back. I smiled, and walked back up the hill and through the sliding back door of the Cullens’ house.

Sue and Charlie had arrived and I greeted them before grabbing my toiletries. Yeah, Charlie and Sue are together now. Everyone saw it coming, but it’s nice to know that they finally started dating. Charlie needed someone, and so did Sue. They’re great together.

Climbing up the stairs, I went down the hallway to the bathroom. I would go to Edward’s room or something, but I didn’t know when a girl would pop out of one of the rooms and freak out because she wasn’t ready. So, I was using the bathroom on the opposite hall. Of course it worked; this bathroom was as big as my bedroom from when I lived in La Push! I sat my stuff down, and I grabbed my hair gel.

I don’t normally use gel, but it’s a wedding so I decided why not give it a try? I put a little glob on my fingertips and ran my hands through my hair quickly, sculpting it to a neat, but messy look. Ness likes my hair when its been styled. I keep it short nowadays, because I don’t really need Bella to care about the length of my hair, like I did before.

Ness’s opinion matters the most, and she likes it short. I pushed it a tad to the side, and inspected it. When I was satisfied, I pulled on the turquoise vest, and tucked the turquoise tie in it. Hey, at least it’s not pink. Leah decided on ties instead of bow ties (thank god), though I still don’t exactly like the white tux look. I pulled on my jacket, and looked over myself in the mirror.

I looked good.

Grinning, I brushed of my jacket, buttoned it, and gave myself a thumbs up. I don’t give a shit if it looked cheesy. Anyone this hot can be as cheesy as they want, dammit.

Ness is right, I can be conceited.

I walked out of the bathroom, and down the stairs to the living room. Esme was fixing Carlisle’s tie affectionately, though I’m sure he could have done it himself, it’s the thought that counts. Edward was playing some preppy little song on the piano, but smirked at me once he heard my thoughts. All the other guests were already seated outside and I went on out, considering the ceremony was in ten minutes.

I went through the back door and saw every seat filled and most of the groomsmen stood in a group talking until the wedding started. There was no flower girl, everyone was too old, but they did have white flower petals lining the aisle. Good enough.

I went over and talked to Embry for a few minutes and then the girls started coming outside. Leah was still inside but once I saw Ness, I didn’t seem to remember that I was at a wedding. She was in a turquoise silk dress with a halter top and a sweetheart neckline. It was tailored so that it hugged every single curve of her body and below the hips it fell, as if it were a waterfall. It was cut open at the leg so I could see the top of her right thigh. Her shoes were tall and pointy, but sexy as hell and made her legs look delicious.

Don’t think of me as a perv’, but her boobs looked amazing in that dress, and not to mention how her skin glowed lightly, the sunlight intensifying it. Her long hair fell in tight ringlets framing her face, and it was parted on the side with a white and turquoise flower barrette stuck in the side.

I had to close my mouth before I started drooling and Ness giggled softly before coming over and looping her arm with mine.

“You look so handsome,” she whispered, her breath tickling my ear. I shook my head, trying to think of something half way coherent to say.

“You look am-amazing,” I stuttered, running my hand down her bare back. Did I mention that in the back, the dress fell in a big V to the bottom of her lower back? Guess not. Well, it does. Gosh, I feel like a horny teenager, but I can’t help it! If you would have seen that dress, you would’ve done the same thing!

She rolled her eyes, but grinned, her long black lashes framing her light chocolate brown eyes. I clenched my jaw, trying to not think about how appealing Ness looked. I knew Edward could hear my thoughts, too, so I had to keep it cool.

I took a deep breath and wrapped my arm around her tightly. She leaned in and after a few seconds, the bridal march song thing started.

“Guess this is our cue,” Ness said. She looped her arm through mine again, and we got in line behind the rest of the couples. We were third to go, and there were seven couples to walk down the aisle. Seth and Emily went first, then Kim and Jared, then me and Ness. We walked down the aisle – left right, left right – and I separated from her reluctantly to go to my designated spot. The rest of the bridesmaids and groomsmen divided, and I saw Leah standing at the end of the aisle.

The look on her face was pure, glowing bliss. Her grin was a mild wide and she slowly walked down the aisle. Louis’ breath caught as he took her in. Her dress was very unlike her. It looked like a mermaid. It hugged her silhouette and right above the knee it fanned out to the floor. It was very pretty and so was a white ribbon in her short hair, with a turquoise flower in it.

When she made it to the end, their grins were so wide you would think they had just won the lottery. But, in the sense of imprinting, they really had. They held each others’ hands and said their vows, Leah choking back tears and Sue sobbing on Charlie’s shoulder. Once they kissed, everyone cheered and before I knew it we were crossing the bridge to get to the reception tent. Ness was leaning into my side, and Alice was skipping ahead to make sure everything was perfect before letting us in.

When we got in, there was techno music blaring and multicolored lights laminating the dance floor. I felt like I was in one of those night clubs of Jersey Shore. I swear, if a Guido popped out and started fist pumping, I wouldn’t have been surprised.

Ness tugged me on to the dance floor, swaying with the music and everyone was laughing and having a blast. Thankfully, nothing catastrophic happened and Leah had the best possible wedding she could have.

When it was over, Leah and Louis left to the airport; they were going to Spain where Louis is from. They were going to have a great honeymoon and I was glad that Leah would have some time off. Everyone scattered when the reception was over and I kissed Ness goodnight before going home. I was beat. I took a nice hot shower, got all of that sticky gel out of my hair and I climbed into bed. Now, I have to patrol. All these damn weddings making me have double patrols is starting to suck.

- Jacob

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(Jacob Black’s Diary) Permission

Dear Diary,

I was off of patrols yesterday, so of course I spent most of it with Ness. We went over to Leah’s house to rehearse places, and everything. Me and Ness would walk down the aisle and then separate and go to our places, yada, yada, yada.

It took about two hours to perfect everything; it was harder to do it because we were rehearsing in Leah’s backyard, not the pond behind the Cullens’ where the ceremony was going to be held. And, of course, we had to take extra time to explain it to Paul…it’s hard to get anything through his thick head.

When we finished, everyone ate some fried chicken, and then all scattered to go wherever the hell they felt like. Ness and I left, and I ended up having to drop her off at the mall where Alice was waiting. She didn’t want to go, since I was off patrol, but I still had tonight – and her and Alice had been planning this for a while.

So, Ness reluctantly left, but her face brightened when Alice started telling her about some D&G, or D&J sale. Whatever those over-priced designer’s call their ‘fashion lines’. The whole drive back to the Cullens’ house, Ness’s sweet pomegranate scent was still hanging in the air, making my mind slow down a bit. Taking a deep breath, I got out of the car, and went inside the Cullens’ mega mansion.

I’ve thought about it; I don’t want to wait until Ness’s next birthday. All this marriage stuff with Leah’s wedding, and me losing control in the car with Nessie made me realize that I want it sooner. I want to be tied to her in any way possible, and I want to be her husband so bad it’s weirding me out a bit. The bond that I feel with her…it’s so damn indescribable. I feel so many emotions with her. She makes me feel happy, sad, scared, sensitive, loved. It’s a whirlwind of feelings, and it’s pretty confusing.

When I walked in the Cullens’, I knew then that this would be the only time I would get to talk to Edward, without anyone overhearing. So, I walked in with confidence, though it was fake. On the inside, I was scared as hell. Do you know what it feels like, asking an overprotective vampire father to have his daughter’s hand in marriage? Yeah, pretty frigging scary.

I took three deep breaths, and walked in the house, trying not to fidget. Esme was cooking, and smiled at me from the kitchen before I found Edward sitting on the couch with Bella.

“Uh, hi, Edward.” I rushed the words out. Edward looked up, his brows furrowed in confusion, and I tried my best not to think about what I was going to ask him.

“Hello, Jacob. Is there anything you need?” he asked, clearly trying to dig around in my head. I nodded.

“I was wondering if we could, um, take a walk? So we can talk,” I said, my voice cracking at the end. Edward got a curious glint in his eye, and Bella was biting her lip, confused.

“Yes, of course,” he answered.  ”I’ll be back soon, love,” he told Bella, and stood up easily from the leather couch. I rocked back on my heels, and shoved my hands in the pockets of my jeans. Edward walked beside me to the door, and followed me outside.

Once we made it to the crisp air, I breathed deeply, and Edward watched me.

“What is it, Jacob?” he asked, sounding concerned. I bit the inside of my cheek, and looked at him, straight in the eyes.

“Well…I almost went too far with Ness the other day,” I said, and his eyes tightened the slightest.

“Yes, I actually heard her thoughts when I came back from hunting. But, you guys stopped yourselves, so it’s none of my business – and it’s not my place to punish either of you,” he said softly, and I nodded.

“Well, see, I had a plan. I was going to wait until her next birthday, but I’ve decided I want to do this sooner,” I said, and breathed through my nose, when the snow started falling again slowly. Edward waited for me to continue.

“I want to ask her to marry me.” The words tumbled out of my mouth jumbled and fast. Edward’s face turned to understanding, a glint of anger, and then acceptance.

“And, how soon are you planning on asking her, Jacob?” he asked, his voice impassive. I took another deep breath.

Well, I was thinking around March…I know how much Ness loves spring, and I was thinking the wedding could be in May…?” I said nervously. Edward nodded, and looked down for a minute.

“Well, Jacob, I don’t want my baby girl to grow up…but, she has, sooner than I would have liked, but there’s no stopping it. She’ll be matured soon enough, and I saw this coming. As hard as it is for me, I give you my permission to propose,” he said, looking back up and directly into my eyes. I nodded, and smiled.

“I love her so much, Edward. I promise you, I will never mess it up.” I over-pronounced each word, looking at Edward straight on.

“I know, Jacob. I can see it, I can hear it,” he admitted, pointing to his head. “But, if you ever do anything close to hurting her…you’ll be patrolling in a wheelchair.” I laughed. He joined in, and then clapped me on the back.

“You’re a good kid, Jacob. I’m glad that you imprinted on her…I mean, I find the whole process beautiful, and I know that the connection is so deep that I can trust you with her,” Edward added. The look on his face wasn’t happy, but at least it wasn’t angry. Relief flooded through me, and I smiled the whole walk back.

Once we were inside, Edward went to play the piano and I walked into the kitchen, relief still strongly radiating through me the whole time. I sniffed the air, and my grin grew even wider. Esme made some of her amazing beef stew. That stuff is so damn good, I can eat a whole pot of it.

On the counter I found a humongous container full of it and it had a little sticky note with my name on it, stuck on the top. I grabbed a coke, and a spoon and wolfed down half of the stew. I was gonna keep the rest for later.

I heard a car come up the drive and I knew it was Alice and Nessie, so I put my spoon in the sink and made my way to the garage to greet them. Esme was hanging a picture, so I hugged and kissed her cheek on the way to the door leading out to the six car garage connected to the house. She smiled at me, and I walked out to the garage. I stood off to the side, and the door started opening automatically. Alice’s purple Nissan 350z pulled in smoothly, and the engine turned off quietly.

I waited for Ness to get out, and she sprinted over to me, and jumped up on me, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist.

“Hey, Jake!” she said, then kissed my cheek softly. I smiled at her.

“Alice? Did you give her one of those twenty dollar coffees again?” I asked, and Alice grinned then shook her head.

“Jake, I’m just excited to see you! I missed you,” Ness said, kissing me quickly, before jumping down.

“I missed you too, honey,” I said, stroking the side of her face slowly.

“We bought some great clothes, didn’t we Ali?” Ness said, turning to watch Alice closing the trunk of her car. She had about forty bags on her arms.

“Yes! Yes we did! I can’t believe I forgot all about the sale they were having at Jimmy Choos! Thankfully, all the good heels weren’t gone,” Alice sung, grinning mischievously, skipping back inside as if she wasn’t carrying an extra one hundred and fifty pounds. I rolled my eyes and Ness grabbed my hand.

“So, what did you do while I was gone?” Nessie asked, her eyes probing my face curiously.

“I hung out with your dad, and then ate a bucket of Esme’s awesome beef stew,” I said, proud of myself for such quick thinking.

“You hung out with my dad?” She asked, her face turning incredulous.

“Yeah, we watched some television and stuff,” I answered, fidgeting. Ness nodded, but still looked skeptical. Thankfully, she shrugged it off and we walked inside the house, hand in hand.

The rest of the day passed, and me and Ness watched movies, played games, and talked. I’ve never related to someone so well. I was glad I didn’t have patrols today, because I’ve learned that there is nowhere in the world that I would rather be than with Nessie. I’m feeling a lot more confident about the decision I made to propose earlier than I had planned. I love her. So much. And I don’t want to wait. I want to be the man called her husband. I want to make her breakfast in bed, and spend every second of the day with her. And now that Edward ‘approves’, I don’t feel scared about anything anymore.

I went home in a dreamy state, and smiled the whole time I took a shower. I’m pretty sure I slept the whole night with a huge grin on my face.

Well, I’m leaving now. I have patrol in about two hours, and I want to spend some more time with my future wife.

- Jacob

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(Jacob’s Diary) Christmas Day

Dear Diary,

It’s Christmas day, well now it’s evening, but I’m talking about earlier.

Anyway, when I woke up at the crack of dawn, I had those damn butterflies bothering the hell out of me by flying around in my stomach. The feeling of nervousness annoys the crap out of me.

Last night, I spent about an hour wrapping Ness’s gift. I put it in a box, wrapped it, and then put a bow on it. It took a few tries.

When I was satisfied, I tucked it away with my outfit I had set out. I know, I know, setting out an outfit? Really Jake? Nervousness made me want to look nice, so I set out a lame outfit to wear.

When I had everything ready for tomorrow, I showered, and went to bed. Well, I spent the first couple of hours in a restless state, tossing and turning until I got half of the nervousness pushed out of my mind momentarily. Me being me, once I fell asleep, I was out.

Normally I sleep like the dead, but it was Christmas, and my subconscious must have known, since it woke me up around six in the morning. I muttered at myself on the way to the shower, and was still cursing when I was dressing, wishing I could’ve gotten more than just a wink of sleep, considering I have to patrol after the festivities and whatnot.

“Damn,” I muttered, yawning loudly, pulling my lame sweater over my head. I’m only wearing it because Ness insisted, and my weakness for her won’t let me deny her of anything. When I had the cream sweater on, I pulled on my black jeans, and leather shoes. Glancing at the mirror, I flexed my biceps a little, and I must say, I clean up very nicely. Humming in approval, I put a dab of gel in my hair, dragged my body over to my dresser, and picked up Ness’s gift – before opening my door to the blizzard of snow.

I stomped through the foot deep snow quickly, not wanting to mess up my leather shoes, and trudged to their merry door, donning a wreath and framed with garlands. I have to remind myself sometimes that they are blood drinking monsters, but I never can get myself to believe it. After getting to know each and every one of them, and bonding with them, I realize they’re not monsters. They’re as close to real people as you can get, with great personalities, and you get used to the smell after a while. After ringing the doorbell, it opened a nanosecond later, to reveal a smiling Esme, wearing a Christmas sweater, and little jingle bell earrings.

“Jacob! Good morning! You’re up early!” She exclaimed, shuffling me inside.

“You know better than to knock! Family doesn’t knock, you know,” She rambled, helping me get my coat off. I smiled at her, and hugged her small cold body. She seems more like my mother every time I see her. She patted my back sweetly, and released me with her eyes sparkling.

“I made all sorts of cookies. Are the rest of the pack attending?” She asked, walking into the kitchen, and I followed her, nodding at Jasper, who was sharing a game of chess with Carlisle. They get more and more dorky as the days go on.

Jasper smirked at me, obviously feeling my emotions, and Carlisle grinned at me before I let my eyes feast upon all the cookies and treats that Esme put together. I walked into the kitchen, and realized it was covered with food, cookies, and candy. Reason number two why I love the holidays with the Cullens. My mouth started watering, and Esme laughed at my expression.

“Um, I think Sam and Jared are covering for half and then Paul and Embry the other half, so yeah. This food will not be here for long,” I said, shoving a peppermint cupcake into my mouth. Moaning at the pure ecstasy, I saw Ness come down the stairs, yawning adorably, before her eyes found mine.

“Well, if it doesn’t get eaten, I’ll take it down to the soup kitchen on main street, along with the dinner I already made to take down there,” She said, and I nodded absently, still staring at Ness.

How this woman can still look beautiful after just waking up amazes me. She wore navy sweatpants, and a striped red and white knit sweater. Her hair was slightly mussed, and made me realize I now find the ‘Bed-Head’ look extremely attractive. She hugged me tightly before sitting on the only available counter space left in the kitchen. I kissed her lips softly, and she smiled when I pulled away.

“Mmm, you taste like peppermints,” She said, biting her lip. I grinned, and she took a huge gulp of eggnog that Esme sat beside her before leaving to go find something to put the food for the soup kitchen in.

“I love this stuff. Some of the only human food I like,” She said, sipping it some more. I scrunched my nose up, and grabbed a root beer out of the fridge.

“It’s disgusting,” I said, and she rolled her eyes.

“I bet it tastes good on my lips,” She said, her eyelids turning heavy. I stood there dumbly, and she eventually pulled me towards her, wrapping her legs around my waist, and smashing her lips against mine.

She was right; eggnog does taste good against her lips. She dove her tongue through my lips, and I suppressed a growl, and allowed our tongues to dance. She moaned in response, and tried to deepen the kiss, when I had the first coherent thought since seeing her this morning.

“Ness, we’re in the kitchen. We can do this later,” I said, pulling away slightly, avoiding her look of disappointment. I disentangled myself, and smiled when I saw her socks.

“Dancing elves?” I asked, pointing at her toe socks. She blushed.

“What? They’re cute,” She said defensively. I kissed her forehead, and she jumped down. She grabbed my hand, and grabbed her mug of warm eggnog in the other, and we walked into the warm living room. There was a fire in the vast fireplace, and there was a soft tinkling of Christmas carols coming from their stereo. It looked the same as yesterday, same decorations, but the feel was different. It felt even warmer and welcoming, if that’s possible.

Carlisle and Jasper were still playing chess, and Rosalie and Alice were situating the gifts under the tree to where they resembled a picture out of a catalog, and I rolled my eyes. It’s not like the paper’s not going to be ripped off in the next couple of hours. Ness sat down on the long leather couch, and I joined her, letting her snuggle into my embrace.

I noticed that the Cullens’ had gotten me, and the pack some gifts too, and my heart warmed. They have become my family, and I wouldn’t imagine spending the holidays with anyone else…except for Emmett maybe. He thundered down the stairs, singing ‘Silent Night’ boisterously, and hit the high notes with perfection, but it still didn’t sound pleasing.

“All is calm! All is br-” I cut him off.

“Jeez, Em! Put a cap in it!” I yelled, and he frowned.

“Way to ruin the spirit, bro.” He said, and I just smiled at him. Rosalie  smiled at him too, and said something about letting him sing all he wants later. Ugh.

Esme soon came into the living room, and Edward and Bella followed shortly after.

“Do you know when Paul and Embry will be here?” She asked, and I shook my head. They didn’t tell me, but it wouldn’t be long, they knew that Esme would be cooking. Everyone snuggled up together, and talked together, reminiscing in memories, waiting for Paul and Embry to join us.

They finally busted through the door half an hour later, making straight for the kitchen. Esme bustled in there to make them plates filled with the food, starting them off with half a roast each, and mashed potatoes for both of them. They sat in arm chairs in the living room, and started shoveling it down their throats, with a muffled ‘thanks’ to Esme, and a ‘Hello’ and ‘Merry Christmas’ to us through mouthfuls of food.

When they finished, Esme and Alice started handing out gifts from under the tree, one by one. I had put everyone but Nessie’s gifts under there yesterday, and everyone got their gifts from me first. I made a wooden football holder for Emmett, which he accepted happily. I got Rosalie an antique mirror from a yard sale, but it was beautiful, and big, so I thought I should give it to her. If she’s going to be conceited, might as well let her embrace it. Edward snorted when he heard that thought, and then he got his gift from me. I got him a ‘20 Q’. It asks you yes or no questions, and after twenty questions, it knows what you’re thinking about. He rolled his eyes, and gave me a stiff hug before sitting back with Bella.

I got Bella a First Edition of Bram Stoker’s Dracula, and she laughed at first, but was excited because it was signed by Bram Stoker. I got Alice a ‘Nail Dryer’, and Jasper a mood ring. They all loved the gifts, probably because half of them came with a pun. I got Esme a new apron that said, ‘Bite Me, I taste Good’ with fangs and a pie on it. Carlisle graciously accepted my ‘Operation’ game, and was excited to try it out. I had given the pack their gifts early, so I was done giving out my gifts, for now at least.

Throughout the day, I received all sorts of gifts from everyone, an iPod touch from Edward, a Kindle from Bella, though I won’t use it. A laser tag game from Emmett; and he made me promise to play with him. Rosalie gave me a shaving kit, and Alice gave me a Gift Certificate for Armani. Esme and Carlisle gave me a new HD television, and Jasper gave me a Civil War book about guns. Embry and Paul gave me Frat shirt that said ‘Supposed to be Alpha’ on it. By the time it got to everyone giving and receiving gifts to end, Ness took me into the den so we could give each other our presents. Everyone was outside having a snowball fight, so we could do this alone, and have it be special.

“If you don’t like it, I would completely understand,” Ness blurted, and I rolled my eyes.

“I know I’ll like it,” I told her, handing her my present. She grabbed it tenderly, and smiled when she saw that I messed up a couple of times.

When she tore of the paper, she lifted the lid to the cardboard box I put it in, and pulled it out. I gauged her reaction, and watched as her eyes got glassy, and her cheeks flushed.

“It’s so beautiful.” Her voice was soft.

“It kinda is to show that, you’re pretty much like my sun, and yeah,” I rushed the words out, and she pursed her lips.

“I love it. This means so much to me,” she said, and a tear rolled down the apple of her cheek. I wiped it away with the pads of my thumbs, and kissed her.

“I’m glad you like it,” I whispered. She then reached to the couch, and grabbed a perfectly wrapped box about the size of my hand. She handed it to me, and I gingerly opened it, eager to see what was in it. When I opened it, I saw a leather chain, and at the bottom was a circle with a intricate design engraved on the outside. I saw it was a locket, and opened it to see a picture of us, laughing, unknowing that a picture was being taken. The locket itself was the size of a fifty cent piece, and was a shining sterling silver.

“The chain is this leather that stretches up to five feet, so you can wear it, and when you phase it’ll still be on there, and it has a grip so it won’t fall off,” Nessie rambled nervously. I rubbed my thumb over the giant circular locket.

“Ness, this is…perfect,” I said, and she hugged me tightly, causing me to have to sit the necklace on the couch.

“I love you so much, Jake,” she mumbled into my neck. I squeezed her.

“I love you so much, too,” I said, and she kissed my cheek.

To say that Christmas was good is an understatement. Christmas was great. After me and Ness exchanged gifts in the den, we joined the others outside, and played in the snow until we were all soaked to the bone, and came in to warm up by the fire with hot chocolate and eggnog. Sam and Jared came afterwards, and Paul and Embry left reluctantly, heading to Leah and Louis’s house for a few minutes before patrol.

So, around nine, I left to go home so I could have a few minutes to write in my little girly diary, before I had to go out to patrol.

Well, I gotta go. I’ll talk to you guys later.

- Jacob

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Jacob’s Diary: Frustration

Dear Diary,

Christmas is tomorrow, so Esme is blurring around the Cullens’ place like a mad woman. Just like any other holiday, the Cullen-s  well, Alice and Esme, freak out, and spend small fortunes to decorate and celebrate. I, on the other hand, might get a small tree, and a wreath to put on the door. But that’s because I’m too lazy to do anything else.

I’ve spent today patrolling so I can have tomorrow off, and finally got in from hours of trudging trough soggy snow. The snow is great, but my body heat melts it quickly, and makes it as though I’m constantly walking through a slushy snow cone.

When I got back home from patrols, it wasn’t late, so I took off my boots at the door, and walked to the bathroom, melted snow dripping from my hair and clothes. This snow is starting to get annoying. I hate doing laundry, and I constantly have to wash my clothes because the snow soaks them and makes them mildew. Of course, Emmett decided to give me advice, and told me to suck it up, be a man, because it’ll be snowing a lot here. But then again, Emmett doesn’t have to do his own laundry. If he actually wears something more than once, Esme washes them for him. What a momma’s boy.

I turned the water in the shower on, and peeled my wet clothes that were clinging to my body off. I threw them to the corner of the bathroom, and they landed against the tile with a smack. When the shower’s hot steam fogged up the mirror, and I climbed in the hot water. My body barely registered the heat, because though I can feel temperatures, they don’t really effect me.

My mind was elsewhere, at the time though, the nervousness of presents and whatnot nagging at me.

For Christmas, Ness and I would always give each other gifts that we made, not store bought things. I actually buy gifts for some, but most I make, because I’m a cheap guy. I don’t make Ness’s gifts because I’m cheap though, I make them because I want them to mean something. I can’t give her a pair of shoes, or a purse, to show her how much I love her. You can only do that with Alice.

So, this year I had made Ness a wooden sculpture. It’s a wolf, howling at the sun, not the moon. The wolf has a look of awe in it’s face, and the sun is done with intricate rays formed from the center. It wouldn’t be useful or anything, but I feel that it has a lot of meaning.

She’s my sun. She’s what I revolve around.

It was probably the best gift I’ve made her. Since my dad taught me how to shape wood with a knife, I can make her nice things that are special, and cool looking.

I’ve spent about three months on this one, and it’s taken a lot of patience, and concentration. I’m proud of myself though, because it’s more extravagant than other homemade gifts, like macaroni necklaces. She would probably sit it on her bedside table next to the framed picture of us, taken before the confrontation with the Volturi.

I know she’ll like it, but there’s always that gnawing feeling that there will be a reason for her not to like it. I let myself lean against the shower wall, letting the steam engulf me in a warm blanket.

When the hot water turned to warm, and I decided to get out before I fell asleep.

Stumbling out of the shower, I hurriedly dried off, and pulled on some thick jeans and a long sleeved thermal, ready to see my Nessie again.

Once I had pulled on my boots and a hat to keep my hair dry, I swung open the door of my house, and started walking briskly down the road to the Cullens’ place. Their house was covered in those sissy twinkling lights, and giant candy canes lined the sidewalk, while there was a Santa’s sleigh, and reindeer in their front yard. When I opened the front door, the smell of cinnamon and peppermint filled my nose. Yep, Esme’s cooking cookies and treats. Another reason I love the holidays.

The whole family was sitting in the living room, the fire crackling, and the huge television was playing the movie ‘Elf’ with Will Ferrell.

Once I put up my coat and shoes, I plopped down next to Ness.

She kissed my cheek causing Edward to roll his eyes. Ignoring him, I glanced around the warm, decorated room. The Cullens’ house had high ceilings, so of course they would get a ten foot tall Christmas tree. It was decorated with expensive looking ornaments, and it was topped with a huge crystal star. I scoffed at the tree, and how overly fancy it was. Nobody noticed, so I didn’t have to worry about it insulting Esme. That would risk her to stop baking cookies for me. I can’t live without her Christmas cookies. Edward put in another eye roll, and I once again, ignored him. This mortal enemy crap went down the drain after I imprinted on Ness, and though we still annoy each other to no end, he’s kinda like a brother. An annoying, know-it-all brother. At that thought, the corner of Edward’s mouth lifted, and he glanced at me. I shrugged at him, and that got Ness’s attention.

“What is it?” She asked, and I grinned, shaking my head.

“Nothing,” I told her, and she pursed her lips, but turned back to the screen after I kissed her forehead. I have to admit, the movie was pretty interesting, but I had to leave the room when Sam called me.

“I’m going to go tonight, and keep an eye on these nomads,” he told me through the phone. I furrowed my eyebrows.

“Why? They aren’t murdering the whole town are they?” I asked, and Sam sighed.

“Well, I’m not sure, but they seem suspicious,” he said, and I frowned.

“I still have tomorrow off right?” I asked, worried I wouldn’t be able to spend time with Ness.

“Yes, of course. Can you come in around ten, though?” Sam questioned, causing me to sigh.

“Sure, sure.” I said, and Sam laughed.

“Way to be a good sport,” he replied, his voice full of sarcasm. I chuckled, and said my goodbyes, eager to get back in Ness’s warm embrace. The movie credits were rolling when I came back, and everyone was scattering.

I saw that Nessie was still sitting on the couch, so I sat down next to her.

“Was that Sam?” She asked, and I nodded.

“Yeah, he was just discussing patrols,” I told her.

“You’re still off tomorrow, right?” She pried, a look of worry on her face. I nodded.

“Of course, but I’ll have to leave at about eight tomorrow night,” I said, and she smiled.

“Well, at least we have the day together,” She said, and I kissed her softly, now that we were away from Edward’s laser beam glare.

Her mouth tasted of her natural pomegranate taste, with a mixture of cinnamon. I pulled away, though my body screamed to keep going, I don’t want to get carried away with people so close around.

When our lips separated, her face pulled into an adorable pout, causing me to chuckle and envelope her in my arms, letting her lay down curled into my side.

“Jake?” She asked tentatively. I looked at her, letting her continue.

“I know you probably have a present for me already, but I want something, that I know you can give me,” She said, taking a deep breath. This woman confuses me.

I looked at her confused. She rolled her eyes, and pressed her hand firmly against my cheek, and images shot through my mind of me and Ness. We were kissing, and things started getting heated, and clothes were being taken off. I gasped.

“Ness, your dad is-” She cut me off.

“Relax, jeez!” She groaned, annoyed. “I asked my mom to shield my thoughts earlier,” She said, and I looked away.

“Ness, we can’t. We’re not ready, just wait. When we’re both ready, it’ll be perfect,” I rambled, avoiding her eyes, that were boring holes into my head.

“Jake, I’m tired of waiting! We are ready! It will be perfect!” She yelled, and I cringed, knowing that there were people in the house, all of which had superhuman hearing.

“Ness, you’re not ready. I’m not. It would be a messy, painful process, but if we wait, it will be perfect.” I said, staring into her eyes. I knew after Carlisle told me about her starting her period a year ago, her hormones would be raging, but I didn’t think it would be this bad.

“Whatever,” She said, and stomped upstairs. Groaning, I put my head in my hands. I had our whole life planned out, perfectly, but I don’t want one thing to get in the way. Trust me, I want it just as bad as she does, but I also want to get married, have half werewolf, a fourth human, and a fourth vampire babies. If that’s possible. Our first time shouldn’t be like this. It should be fun, and carefree. I will pull my hair out if she pressures me again.

“Jeez, mutt. You’re stressing me out. What has you all upset?” I heard, and I looked up to see Jasper, the dude that’s like a box of emotions on legs.

“You don’t want to know,” I said lowly, and Jasper laughed.

“Ah, you can go up there now. She’s calmed down a bit,” He said, gesturing upstairs, and I nodded thankfully to him, before climbing the winding staircase, and down the hall to Ness’s room. She opened the door right as I got there, and jumped in surprise.

“I was just coming to talk to you,” She said, discreetly wiping her nose. The rims of her eyes were red, and her face was flushed.

“Aw, Ness,” I said, pulling her into my arms.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to be all stupid and irritated. I know you’re right,” She said, muffled by my chest.

“It’s okay, we all can get angry at times,” I said, and she pulled away slightly to kiss my cheek.

“I love you, so much,” She said, and I grinned.

“I love you so much, too,” I told her, and she giggled.

The rest of the evening consisted of cookies, kisses, and Emmett yelling Christmas carols. I guess from the outside, we all look like a very big, weird, dysfunctional family.

I’m going to get some rest now, I have to get up bright and early for presents.

- Jacob

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The Wedding

Dear Diary,

Boy, do I have to tell you what happened at the wedding. It’s a buttload of crap, and you will not believe what happened.

I got back from patrol a bit late, and had to rush getting ready. I wasn’t the best man, but I was a groomsman – or something like that, so I had to be there early. Sam was the best man, and Edward was going to play the ‘Here Comes The Bride’ song. That guy is always perfect at doing everything. Anyways, Kim’s sister was the maid of honor, and behind her was where Emily was going to stand. Ness was a bridesmaid too, but only the guys were out there at the time. The girls were all inside ‘getting ready’. That’s a translation for piling makeup on their faces for hours.

Alice planned the ceremony, but Kim didn’t let her go all out. It was just as pretty as Bella and Edward’s wedding, but it was less extravagant more of Kim and Jared’s style, less Donald Trump. They were holding it in a small Valley, and they chose the perfect time. It was sunny, and it reflected off of the tall grass and wildflowers that surrounded the ceremony. Small puffy clouds dotted the sky, but it wasn’t raining, thankfully. All the guests knew about our little supernatural secret, so the vamps were all able to be sparkling due to the sunlight and not have to worry.

Edward had taken his seat at the piano, and was lowly playing some random melody, and the pack was talking amongst themselves. The seats were filling up slowly, and everyone was gushing over how beautiful the ceremony was, and I agree.

There was an arch where they would say their vows, and it was white, but covered completely in green vines and reddish purple flowers dotted the vines. You could see through and around the arch the small rolling hills in the valley. At the bottom were two huge bouquets of reddish purple flowers and dark green leaves. Kim helped Alice, which was good, because otherwise this place would be covered in hot pink and shoes. There was a reddish purple carpet to make the aisle, and white seats were in rows on each side of it.

Overall, it looked frigging awesome.

While everyone talked quietly amongst themselves, I saw Demetri sitting on the second row, picking at his hands nervously. I rose my eyebrow at that; vampires never fidget.

Before I knew it, everyone got quiet, and we got in our designated places. The bridesmaids hurried down the aisle quickly, because Kim would be following the flower girl soon. I caught sight of a breathless Renesmee, her hair in soft curls framing her face, her brown eyes glowing. Her luminous skin was shining in the sunlight, and the deep magenta colored flowy dress blew in the wind, making it flutter. Hell, you’d think she’s a goddess. The rest of the girls took their places, and they all looked great.

The flower girl, who was Kim’s cousin, stumbled down the aisle, chucking flower petals as she went, before sitting in the front row, and started sucking her thumb. I saw Kim emerge, and she looked really pretty. I don’t ever look at anyone but Ness, but Jared is a lucky guy. She looked lovely, and I heard Jared’s intake of breath at the sight of her. She walked gracefully down the aisle, and everyone watching was either crying or smiling. You could feel the love reverberating through everyone at the wedding. I glanced at Ness, and she turned to me, her eyes glassy. She grinned, and I smiled back. I noticed she gripped her bouquet harder then, trying to hold back the tears. I was busy gazing at her, her full, but lean figure outlined in the form-fitting dress. The top was a strapless sweetheart neckline, and it revealed a bit of the creamy skin of her-

Someone cleared their throat. Kim was already saying vows with Jared, and I realized that Edward had taken a seat next to Bella, and was glaring at me harshly. I held back a snicker, and shrugged. I have hormones too, ya know? I turned back to the ceremony with pursed lips, keeping myself from laughing.

“I do,” Kim said through tears, passion seeping through her words. Jared grinned a million watt smile.

“I do.” He said with finality. They grinned, and Quil’s grandfather gave them permission to kiss. They chose Old Quil to do it because they wanted it to be a true Quileute ceremony, the traditional way of our people. We flew Old Quil over here, and though he was a little uneasy about leaving La Push, he wanted to wed Kim and Jared, as long as he could leave as soon as possible.

Kim and Jared’s faces collided, and I heard a sniffle and a few ‘Aww’ sounds coming from the guests. Alice was bouncing in her seat, and even the blonde ‘Queen of Ice’ was smiling. It was a great moment. Bella’s eyes were filled with tears that wouldn’t fall, and Esme had her hands over her heart. Love was in the air. They broke apart, and Jared lifted their intertwined hands in the air, and looked like he was about to cry. He’s so whipped.

After everyone cheered and threw rice and whatnot, we all made our way down the hill to the tented reception area. The midget set up a humongous white tent in the lower part of the Valley, and it covered at least three hundred yards.

When everyone sat down, Kim and Jared walked on to the floor, and shared their first dance. They chose the song ‘Hero’, by Enrique Iglasias. Ironic, huh? ‘Hero’, being Jared the wolf. I watched him, confused, and he started talking.

After a few slow songs, I saw Demetri walk onto the stage, microphone in hand.

“Hey there, guys. This is such a good love-filled night. I just can’t help but come out and say it…” He took a deep breath.

“Renesmee Carlie Cullen, I love you.” Slipped out of his mouth smoothly. He was looking straight at her nervously. I heard Ness gasp, and I gripped her hand harshly. I was seeing red, and shaking, causing the whole table to shake. Edward was already rushing up to the stage and ushering Demetri off, glaring at him all the while. Everyone was looking around confused, and I was using every bit of my will power to not phase. Ness was running to her mom, and I took my chance to jump up out of my seat, and run outside. The nippy air doing nothing to the heat running up and down my spine. Edward was talking to Demetri about ten feet away.

“What the hell is wrong with you, you leech?” I yelled, walking up to him and shoving him.

“Jacob, calm down, let’s work this out calmly and rationally.” Edward said grimly. I ignored him.

“She is my imprint, you dumbass! Do you not get that she is mine, and nobody else’s?” I said, gritting my teeth against the heat threatening to explode. Edward was running his hands through his hair, and Demetri was looking upset, and held his arms up in surrender.

“I couldn’t hel-” I cut him off.

“Do you think I give a shit? I know your alone, but Ness is mine. Go find some other bloodsucker to woo, and leave my girl alone.” I ground out, watching Demetri turn around, and walk sadly towards the forest. I glared at his retreating form.

“Yeah, you better leave. I can’t believe you were stupid enough to cause such a scene. Jeez, I thought vampires were smart. What an ass.” I called after him, mumbling the last part.

Edward glanced at me, and nodded, before chasing after him. I collapsed on the ground, the stress floating around me, and wearing down on me. I put my head in my hands, and tried to push the mental image of Ness and Demetri together out of my mind.

“Hey,” I heard Ness. I looked up at her, putting all of my feelings, and stress in my eyes. She frowned at me, sat down beside me, and put her hand in mine.

Images shot through my mind. Her kissing me, her laughing with me, her feelings for me. They were all being pushed in my mind. Then she showed me her and Demetri.

She laughed with him, but didn’t look as happy. She smiled, but her mind was on me. She felt friendly towards him, but not romantically.

“Ness, what are we going to do?” I asked miserably. She kissed me.

“We’re not going to do anything. I love you, I want you. I don’t want him. Sure, he’s nice, but Jake, I love you. You’re mine, I’m yours. Nothing will change that.” She murmured, caressing my cheek. I saw Bella standing there, and she was watching Edward come out of the forest.

“I talked to him, and we decided to do what is best for Nessie, and the family.” He said, and I looked at him confused.

“He’s moving to Alaska,” Edward added. Bella looked shocked, and I inwardly smiled.

“He doesn’t want to go back to his old…diet, but he and I both agreed that it would make it easier on him, Ness, and Jacob if he left, so I told him about our friends up in Denali, so, he is getting his stuff now, and should be gone by the time we get home.” Edward explained. Ness frowned.

“I may not have wanted to be more than friends, but still, he could’ve said bye.” She mumbled. I kissed her forehead, and rubbed her shoulder comfortingly. I may hate him, but I know she became good friends with him in a short time, and nobody likes losing friends. Trust me, I went through that with Bella way to many times.

“We better get back, everyone’s probably worried.” I said, getting up and brushing of my slacks. Ness nodded, and I helped her up, kissing the hand that I used to steady her. She giggled, and Edward rolled his eyes. I grinned at him before we all made our way back inside.

The rest of the night went smoothly, and I can say I know Jared and Kim are happily on their way to Scotland. Ness is home, safe, and away from Demetri.

I guess I’ll go to sleep now, I have double patrols still, considering Jared’s not here. So, I’ll talk to you guys later. Goodnight.

- Jacob

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