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Almost Like Gravity

Jacob and Nessie's life is full of sad, funny and all around insane adventures as the learn to grow up together as one. BREAKING DAWN SPOILERS!!!

Summary: Jacob and Nessie's life is full of crazy, crazy, adventures. It's expecting, being a shape-shifter and a hybrid imprint of said shape-shifter. Jessie is the name I gave the pairing of Jake and Nessie, because I seem to be the only one who supports such a pairing. I'm trying to change you guys mind right now.

4. Changes Make One Feel Like the World Is Spinning Out of Control

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Chapter 4- Changes Make One Feel Like the World Is Spinning Out of Control


I looked up from the book I was reading at my grandpa Charlie. "Hi," I said softly, closing Jane Eyre.

I was sitting in Momma's old room, converted into a nursery for the baby grandma Sue was expecting, and reading a book while momma, daddy and Jacob visited downstairs. I had gotten slightly bored with a conversation that didn't involved things I was familiar with.

He kneeled down next to the rocking chair. "Ready for the wedding tomorrow?"

What he really meant was ‘do you have you little act down?'

I nodded and smiled. "You should see the dress aunt Alice choose for me."

Grandpa Charlie laughed. "I can imagine."

"It's blue," I continued. "I talked her out of the pink."

"It will look pretty on you."

I grinned. "Thank you."

"Will you come downstairs? It's dinner time or will you not be eating with us..." he trailed off.

I stood up. "I'll eat with you," I told him. It would make him happy and I liked making Grandpa Charlie smile. I didn't see him that much, but when I did he was really nice, even though he was a bit sad.

We had come for Leah's wedding, like Seth had said we had to. Jacob had been at the rehearsal with Seth and Grandma Sue, before they came over here. Seth guarded his mother fiercely, excited about the birth of a new sibling.

I followed Grandpa Charlie down to the kitchen where everyone, my parents included, were sitting at the table. Grandma Sue smiled at me as she handed me a plate of food. I liked her, even if she still was a little wary around me. I was very well aware it was half my fault that her son left home for an amount of time with Jacob. We both knew we shouldn't blame me. It wasn't like I asked to be born, but it was just one of those things.

Dad gave me a small smirk as I ate. It seemed to amuse him that his child could eat. I rolled my eyes on him and quickly grabbed another roll out from under Seth's hand.

"Hey," he grumbled.

Jacob glared at Seth when he glared at me, and I started laughing. Seth and Jacob joined in, much to the parent's confusion. My dad smirked again and shook his head when I threw a piece of roll at Seth, who cheekily caught it in his mouth and stuck his tongue out at me.

"Don't play with your food, Nessie."

You play with yours all the time, I said.

He gave me a long hard look and I decided not to argue.

"Kids," Grandma Sue said with a roll of her eyes.

I giggled again and took a bite of chicken. The meal continued without a large fight breaking out, though there was an argument between Jacob, Seth and Grandpa Charlie over whose piece of apple pie was bigger.

I settled it my saying that mine was, which was the truth, even though Jacob stole some off my plate.

Finally, dad said, "We should get going. It's a big day tomorrow and Sue needs her rest. You coming Jacob?"

"Later," he said, getting up. "I have to talk to some people."

Sam. Jacob's former leader, friend and brother. It had been strained ever since Jacob took the position of alpha for the other Quileute wolf pack, and though they had mended some bridges, the ropes were still strained. I gave him a small smile and patted his hand, before following my mom and dad into the Volvo.

It's easy to do things that you wouldn't normally do. Which makes no sense. It does in this way, because if they don't expect me to do it, Aunt Alice won't be looking and dad doesn't tend to look in my mind. I behave. But these were the woods I had grown up in and I had a need to explore them. So that night I snuck out my window wearing the t-shirt and blue jeans that made Aunt Alice crazy and decided to go for a walk.

The familiar air and scents made my skin buzz with happiness. Home. I don't know what it was, but place always felt more home to me than anywhere else. Maybe it was because it was where momma and dad met, or where Jacob grew up as well. Where he had his family, the people he cared for more than anything.

It was always about Jacob for me. I didn't understand why and the feeling just kept getting worse as I went along. I felt like...I felt tingly and warm when I saw him. I couldn't understand what it was, but I admired everything about him. His dark, warm skin, his muscles and movements and his ready smile, were the center of my thoughts numerous times a day. It had been what possessed me to spy on his that one day last year.

I suddenly froze as the smell of wolf filled my nostrils. Tense I looked around, until a large shape made its way towards me. It whined and wagged its tail, either telling me not to be afraid or wondering why I was out here.

"Which one are you?" I asked.

The wolf huffed and trotted off into the woods.

"Embry," he said, reappearing dressed and human.

"Right," I said.

"What are you doing out here? Hunting?"

I shook my head. "No, just going for a walk."

"Oh?" he looked around. "By yourself?"

I rolled my eyes. "half vampire, remember?"

"I remember," he sounded grim. "I remember certain vampires wanting their cold little hands on you."

"Aunt Alice would have seen if they were here."

"Where's Jacob?" He asked, changing the subject.

I narrowed my eyes. "I don't know. We left him at Grandpa Charlie's. I think he might be talking to Sam."

Embry nodded. "Stay here."

I did what I told, knowing that he would be a match for me if I argued. He returned a couple minutes later.

"Paul says he's at Sam's. Wonder why."

"Fixing bridges," I shrugged.

Embry copied my gesture. "I'll take you to him."

"No," I said quickly.

"I'll take you home then."

I glared at him. Not fair, not fair at all. Dad would be so made if he found out I had snuck out. Jacob at least would help me sneak back in.

I sighed. "Fine, puppy," I muttered.

"Ouch," he whispered, sarcastically.

He disappeared into the woods again and emerged as a wolf. He barked once and took off towards the south at a trot. I followed him quietly. Five minutes later we were in the woods behind Sam and Emily's. I closed my eyes and Embry phased and touched my arm to tell me to come.

I followed him up to the house. Before we even reached it we both paused. Voices talking quickly and angrily could be heard.

"Why are you telling me this now?" Jacob hissed.

"He's going to need you," Billy answered quietly. "So is Rachel."

"He can't stay, Billy," Sam said. "It will hurt him."

"You told me so I would stay!"

I had never heard Jacob so angry and I glanced at Embry. He was frowning.

"I suspected, but didn't know. She told me before she died," Billy said.

Embry swallowed when I looked up at him again. "What's going on?"

"I don't know," he said softly. "Come on."

He took my hand and led me up the front steps, going through the door without knocking.

"Look who I found going for a little stroll," he said cheerfully. "You have to keep a better eye on her, Jake."

"Nessie," Jacob said softly, almost wearily.

"What's wrong?" I asked. "We heard you all shouting."

Jacob's eyes suddenly went wide and he glanced at Embry. "What did you hear?"

"We don't know," he answered, eyeing the people in the room.

Sam stood against one wall, his arms crossed over his chest. Emily sat on the couch next to Billy Black's wheel chair, while Jacob stood before them.

"Nothing to worry about," he said with a nod.

Liar, I thought. I knew something was wrong. It was so obvious that it made me mad that he was lying to us.

"What were you doing outside alone?"

"I'm half way to thirty," I snapped.

"You're four..." he trailed off.

"Tell that to my body," I snapped, before stomping out of the room. I couldn't understand my sudden anger and why my mood had changed so quickly.

I heard Jacob pronounce an intelligent "huh?" as I sat down in the kitchen.

Stupid. Everyone was stupid. What was wrong with me? I nearly burst into tears with confusion, but felt a small warm hand on my shoulder.

"It's okay," Emily said. "It's understandable."

"What's wrong with me?" I groaned. "I don't know what's wrong."

"I know," she said softly. "It gets better."

I groaned as I heard a phone ring somewhere. Jacob answered his cell phone.

"Calm down, Bella," he said after ten seconds of silence. "She's here. Embry found her walking and brought her. She's fine. Well, I don't know...she's a bit...moody. Yeah, we'll come home. Be there soon."

I groaned. It had gotten worse.

"Embry can I talk to you," Billy spoke again and everything suddenly went tense. I looked up Emily, not understanding why her arm suddenly tightened around me almost painfully.

She lent down really close to my ear. "He's going to need you after this. Understand?"

I didn't, but I nodded anyway.

"Sure, Billy," Embry said.

"Dad..." Jacob warned. He hardly ever called Billy dad, it was always Billy. There was an almost pleading note in his voice.

Sam entered the kitchen suddenly and eyed me. He still didn't like me very much, but he would never voice those opinions.

"What's going on?"

Sam sighed. "Embry...has unknown paternity. His mother wouldn't tell anyone."

"Billy?" I asked, remembering the words I had heard early.

Sam nodded.

"Damn," I whispered.

"What is it? Why is everyone so quiet?"

"Before your mother died, she asked me to tell you that...I-" he broke off, all three of us in the kitchen listened intently. "Many years ago, I used to drive a truck around. One night, I met a woman at a truck stop. Her car had broken down and she needed a ride. She lived in Portland. I took her to Portland and dropped her off at home. She told me to call her next time I was down here and we'd go for drinks or something. I never told her I was married and I didn't wear a wedding band because my fingers had a habit of swelling from my diabetes. Sarah was pregnant with Jacob back then. I didn't do anything at first, but I really liked that woman. She was pretty, had a good sense of humor and was intelligent. So I met with her. One thing led to another and soon we were having an affair. During her 4th month of pregnancy, there was a complication and I almost lost Sarah and Jacob. She had to stay in the hospital. My priorities suddenly hit me full force and I knew I had to break off the affair. So I did. Three years later, the woman moved into the reservation with her son. I knew who the father of this child was right away, we talked about it, but decided that it would be best for everyone if no one knew. Oddly enough, my son and hers became best friends..." he trailed off and there was silence.

I was really glad he didn't say "Embry, I am your father." The Star Wars line would have somewhat lightened things that did not need to lightened.

"What are you saying?" Embry asked. I knew he knew. I could tell by his voice, but I knew he needed conformation before he was going to full out believe.

"You're my half brother, Embry," Jacob said.

More silence. "I-I...I have to go."

There were running footsteps and the door slammed. I heard the shredding of clothes and a howl, before there was silence. I swallowed. Poor Jacob. Poor Embry. This changed everything and I wondered, with their change, if they also felt like the world was spinning out of control.