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Renesmee Cullen has stuck out her entire life. She doesn't really fit it in with any of her friends or family - vampire, werewolf, or human. Will she always stick out? Her best friend Jacob Black tries to help her feel better about her differences, but he can only do so much. Their feelings for each other are changing, but Jacob has made a pact with Edward and Bella not to tell Renesmee that she is his imprint until she is seven years old and full grown. When nature takes it's course and things start to change, Renesmee needs to get out of Forks. Will she get away from her problems, or just create more? Meanwhile, Jake tries his hand at college - will he be able to get a good job and provide a good life for his imprint? He doesn't want the Cullens to look down on him forever. Renesmee encounters some new vampires along the way, and for the first time in her life, she is presented with one new thing: a choice. She will be faced with more dilemmas than she ever thought possible as her need for life experiences weighs against her need for love - but who will she give her love to? Will her heart take her back to Jacob, or will fate take her in another direction? Photobucket Enjoy my fic about life for the Cullens, the wolf pack, and several other of their friends after the end of Breaking Dawn! A big Thank You to my beta, Rain-It-Shall for her continued awesome work and support! **Stephanie Meyer owns all, I just elaborated my view!** ATTENTIONThe next chapter of this story is in the que and will hopefully be updated soon. I didn't give up on this story! Please check back! Hopefully it will get validated soon : ( Sorry guys!


3. Chapter 3 - I'm reaching out

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Jacob watched as Renesmee gracefully pounced on a large elk, taking it down with one swoop. Even though the two of them began hunting together a few weeks after she was born, Jacob still had a small panic attack in the back of his head every time he watched his petite imprint take down an animal several times her size.

He thought back to the conversation he had had with Edward before he had picked her up that night. Edward usually gave him a talk before most of their longer outings, so initially he hadn't been surprised when Edward had met him in the woods just outside of their property.

Jacob had run in wolf form all the way to Forks from La Push, and was just pulling on his shorts after his phase when he felt a familiar gust of air before Edward appeared. The hair on his arms stood up and his nostrils flared in natural reaction to an approaching vampire.

"Jacob," Edward greeted, materializing in front of him.

"Hey," Jacob quipped, running a hand through his disheveled hair to straighten it out.

"Going on the last hunt in awhile I see?"

Jacob shifted a bit uncomfortably as Edward scanned his thoughts. Years of being around the vampire had taught him that nothing was private in his presence.

"Yeah, figured I'd indulge Nessie one last time before I leave for college."

"I see. She's been thinking about going on a hunt with you all day, I'm afraid," Edward replied, rolling his eyes.

Jacob shrugged it off as typical 'Edward' behavior. He was used to Edward being annoyed with his general fascination with his daughter, and both of them took their annoyance in stride.

"Yeah, we won't go far," he replied. No worries, Eddy, we're just running up the coast to get your daughter her mountain lion. Like father like daughter, Jacob thought. His spoken words to Edward always tended to be the 'polite' version of what he actually wanted to say.

"She does tend to favor my meal of choice, doesn't she?" Edward replied with a coy smirk.

Jacob shrugged and cast an annoyed glance in the direction of the Cullen's house. He was going to be late if Edward kept this up…

"Yes, she is waiting for you, I know, Jacob. But I wanted to talk to you about something first."


"Just…be careful and don't go far…she's been pushing her boundaries with us lately, and I don't want her getting out of control."

Jacob snorted. "Out of control?"

"Yes, well…she's been thinking that we're smothering her and-"

"Well you do!" Jacob cut him off. Edward shot him an exasperated look and continued.

"I would just like you to be careful and make sure she doesn't do anything reckless."

Jacob nodded and tried to clear the irritation towards Edward out of his mind. He wasn't sure what 'reckless' behavior a half vampire girl could get into, but he would agree to pacify Edward and move this little lecture along. He didn't want any more delays – Renesmee was waiting.

The quiet sound of Quil's gnawing on his meal brought him back to what was happening in front of him.

She bent to drain her kill, brushing her long, curly copper hair out of her eyes. Her new sweater that Jacob had taken such a liking to was covered in twigs and leaves and dirt as a result of their little group's playful jaunt through the forest. He caught himself lick his lips as the deep 'V' of the neckline shifted as she crouched down, exposing a little of her cleavage.

She had only developed breasts in the past year or so, and he had made a point to try his best to not notice them, even if they were the most glorious thing he had ever seen. The more her body matured; subconsciously he knew that that took her even closer to becoming his mate. And then maybe we can do things that mates do….he thought sheepishly as he continued to watch her.

You gonna eat, man? Quill asked him, gesturing his nose towards the large buck they had also taken down.

Yeah, sorry Quil, Jake replied to him in his head. He knew Quil could hear him, but he was probably just trying to be polite and not make fun of him and his fantasizing.

It's only natural Jake, don't sweat it. You're not a pervert…she's a bona fide hottie.

Thanks Quil, Jacob groaned inwardly as this friend's harmless observation. He knew Quil was just joking around, but he couldn't help but attempt to calm the jealous waves rolling over his body. Can we just eat?

Yeah, yeah…

The two wolves bent down and let their animal instincts take over as they fed on the buck. Jacob felt himself shudder a bit as he watched Quil strip a piece of skin away from the meat of the animals shoulder with his razor sharp teeth, the newly exposed flesh steaming in the chilly night air. No matter how long he had been doing it, eating like this still gave him the willies when he really thought about it.

Jacob's mind wandered to how difficult the next few days would surely be. He had packed up the last bits of his small, messy room at Billy's house in preparation for college, he had spoken to his roommate on the phone, and his room was waiting for him in the freshman dorm at Washington University - all the arrangements had been made. His only step left was to say good-bye. He had already put college off for as long as possible, and he couldn't do it anymore. They had all known that Renesmee would have a very limited time as a child and young teenager, and none of them wanted to miss a moment of that, especially Jacob.

But it was time.

Her speedy aging process had been a sad experience for them all; it seemed like she barely had time to get used to anything, whether it be clothes, toys, or hobbies before she grew out of them. Sadly, this was a common fact of her life.

He had no choice but to finally go to college now that her aging had slowed and he wouldn't be missing as many milestones. Besides, he couldn't help but admit to himself that he was sort of looking forward to getting out of La Push for more than a few weeks. College life might be exciting. And, on top of everything else, his high expectations for himself were there to loom above everything, almost like a festering thunderstorm.

Renesemee's entire family likely had three or four dozen college degrees between the eight of them; most of them had spent the majority of their lives becoming educated. Jacob felt like a big nothing compared to that family. How could he not? They had more money, education, and class than anyone in his family had ever even hoped to have.

That's where his college plan came in. With his knowledge of motors and cars, he had opened his own garage in La Push so that he and his wolf-pack brothers could all secure jobs and steady incomes, despite their alternative lifestyles. With a college degree, Jacob knew that he could at least hope to someday earn the respect of the Cullens. He also hoped that Renesmee would be proud of him for doing so...proud enough to be with him forever.

It wasn't that he was so concerned with being able to buy her a big fancy house and a sports car like the Cullens could, but it would have been nice to not have to constantly worry about stretching money to its fullest extent, something that had been always been a common issue with for Jacob and Billy growing up.

He also wanted to be able to provide for their children…if she could have any. That had always been a touchy subject to bring up around anyone in the Cullen household. Renesmee hadn't yet reached full maturity, and so no one was sure if she would be able to have children. Jacob knew from his heightened senses that Renesmee had never menstruated, or at least not yet. Her human side would have allowed her to, however her vampire side would not. Unbeknownst to Renesmee, everyone else was remaining hopeful.

The window of time for that was still open, and he hadn't had much time to really worry about it yet, although his gut told him that things would be okay. Otherwise, he was sure he wouldn't have imprinted on her since imprinting was based on not only a perfect match of chemistry for two beings, but also on the ability to reproduce offspring to carry on the werewolf gene.

He always cringed at the thought of imprinting on Renesmee just to make sure he would have children with the transmutation gene, but he had convinced himself over the past six and a half years that that was not the only reason for the imprint.

Huffing a cloud of warm breath into the air, he continued to watch her as she gracefully fed. It boggled his mind how an act he had once thought of as so feral and disgusting could look so...intoxicating and beautiful when she was doing it...

He was jolted out of his deep thoughts by Quil, who was talking to him in his head.

What? Aren't you hungry? You've been bugging me about hunting for days! Quil barked at him mentally.

Yeah yeah yeah...I'm hungry, just making sure Nessie got one... he replied silently.

Make sure she GOT one? Like she ever has trouble! She's almost faster than you are! Quil thought with a snort.

Jacob whipped his head up and bared his teeth at his friend with a growl. Quil cowered before skittering away a few paces.

Okay, okay you can't take a joke...what's up with you man?

Jacob stared fifty yards away as Renesmee quickly finished draining her elk and looked up for a place to discard her carcass. She quickly stood, brushing her long locks out of her face.

Meanwhile, Renesmee was making a mental note to herself to thank her aunts for helping her get dressed up for their last hunt. Even in wolf-form, those boys couldn't fool her. It was like she could feel them looking at her and admiring the violet sweater that adorned her nearly perfect body.

JAKE!!! Quil yelled. Jake jumped, his tail ducking between his legs in embarrassment of being caught staring at Renesmee.

You okay?

I wish I was...

What's wrong?

It's just....her.



You guys not getting along?

No, it's not that...just look at her, Quil.

Are you nervous about leaving her for school in a few days?

Yeah...really nervous. What if she doesn't even miss me?

Jake, get a grip. She's your imprint; of course she's going to miss you. You've only been apart a week tops since she's been born. She would be crazy not to miss you.

Yeah…and I feel selfish to admit it, but I'm afraid to be away from her for more than a few days. I'm scared it will really hurt.

It will. But in my experience, the pain isn't as bad if you're mentally prepared for it.


Yeah. It was hard to be away from Claire when her family used to go on vacation when she was really little. They were gone for almost three weeks in the summer.

I remember.

It was tough, I mean, you could see that for yourself. But everything got easier eventually – I just had to mentally prepare myself for her absence.

I know, but we've never been apart before since things were...different.

What do you mean?

I mean...things are all different now that she's a lot more...uh...mature.

Oh, you mean old enough to return your not-so-friend-ish feelings?

Oh, you definitely noticed then, huh?

Kinda hard not to man...I mean it's just one of the drawbacks of being able to know everything...about everyone...all the time...Quil rolled his wolf eyes and flattened his ears back against his head, showing his annoyance with the wolves' ability to hear each others thoughts. It came in handy during a chase or even better, a fight, but the rest of the time it was more of an aggravating hindrance.

Jacob snorted a laugh and rolled his eyes as well. Sometimes he thought he could communicate with his best friend better as a wolf – sure it sucked sometimes having your secrets and deepest thoughts laid out on the table so to speak, but they did try to be respectful once all the teasing was out of their systems.

Yeah, no secrets definitely gets tough sometimes...

It's okay man, we all understand. Imprinting is hard.

I know, just be glad you don't have to tell yours for a few more years, Jacob thought, referring to Claire.

I do get it easy in that regard I suppose...but it's not worth listening to you torture yourself in your head.

I'm not torturing myself...I'm just...considering all the possibilities.

What the fuck does that even MEAN?

Nothing, forget I said anything.

I wish I could.


Believe me - if this really was the end of this conversation that would be great. Unfortunately I have to stand here and listen to you admire Nessie's boobies in her new purple sweater!

Ha ha ha...very funny Quil.

It is nice...

If you so much as LOOK at her again, Quil Ateara, I'm gonna sneak up on you while you're sleeping and shave your wolfy ass to look like a god damn lion. Don't think I wouldn't.

Eeesh! Okay, okay...so no sex jokes?

Considering neither one of us has even had sex or even has a prayer of getting any for years....ah, no.

Oh come on...

Quil, I really don't want to talk about this...

Well obviously you need to talk about it with someone; it's on the front of your mind, Jake. Kinda hard for me to ignore. It's like you're screaming about her to me inside your head. Jake, buddy, I have the picture of her ass burned inside my head just from seeing you staring at it so much. I couldn't get a break from all this if I tried.

I know, I know...I just look at her and....I don't know. Never mind, Jacob thought. This whole situation felt hopeless. Even if Edward and Bella hadn't asked him to please keep the whole imprint issue under wraps, it would still be a difficult thing to explain to her. No matter how he tried to word it, it could be viewed as slightly creepy - a fact that Renesmee never hesitated to remind him of. He had tried explaining Quil and Claire's relationship to her numerous times, but each time she had still had a slightly questioning look on her face. Not that he could exactly blame her.

He snorted, his breath forming small clouds in the crisp, black night. Even he had had trouble accepting the idea of imprinting when he was first told about it. It did seem a bit creepy and weird, and he hadn't believed much of it, even after witnessing it happen to Sam, Jared, Paul, and Quil. Even viewing it from inside the thoughts of his brothers could not have prepared him for the feelings he had had when first laying eyes on Renesmee that day years ago.

I don't get something, Jake.

What? he asked, turning attention and his large, furry head back to Quil.

Well, why are you waiting to tell Nessie that she's your imprint? Wouldn't life just be easier if she knew? Then you guys could, I dunno...be happy? Act normal and go on dates and stuff...Or at least give it a shot.

Yeah, but you know how hard it is. Be glad Claire is human...and not surrounded by a family of leeches...and doesn't have a mind-reading father....

Yeah, you're right, that would suck.

Tell me about it.

I can't even imagine what that's like. Not that I've had thoughts like that bout Claire yet, but I know someday I will...and that terrifies the hell out of me. I can't even begin to consider what it would be like if her father could read my freaking mind. I mean, before I imprinted I was one horny fuck!

Jake rolled his eyes. He closed his wolf eyes for a moment and thought back to the talk he had had with Edward a few years ago. Quil needed to see this.


Jacob lounged on the Cullen's' sofa, lazily watching a football game with Emmett. The afternoon had started off normal enough, at least in his eyes. Renesmee was playing chess with Rosalie on the table next to the couch, and Rosalie was letting her win.

"Good job!" Rosalie trilled, clapping her hands together softly for Renesmee's last move. Renesmee's small, child-like cheeks glowed with delight as they continued their game quietly.

"It would be if you didn't let her win!" Jacob teased from the couch. Rosalie shot him a look full of daggers that made Emmett chuckle. He shook his head and turned his attention back to the television.

"She doesn't even phase you anymore, does she?" Jacob muttered to Emmett. He snorted in response and shook his head.

"I am staying out of this one," Emmett declared, waving him off.

"She's not letting me win!" Renesmee's small voice chirped, echoing in the large living room.

"Yeah yeah…" Jacob retorted, raising an eyebrow at her skeptically.

"At least she knows how to play a dignified game of chess instead of lounging on the furniture all day," Rosalie quipped, raising a perfect eyebrow in Jacob's direction. He turned his head to scowl at her.

"Get off it, Blondie, this couch is comfy," he replied.

"It won't float away if your butt isn't firmly planted on it, Jacob. You don't have to hold our couches to the ground or anything. At least crack a book once in awhile if you're just going to sit there," she finished, straightening her pieces on the board so that they were perfectly aligned on their spaces. Renesmee grinned and copied her aunt's organization, oblivious to the conversation around her.

"Can it," he muttered.

"Oh Jacob! Your wit astounds me!" she replied, mocking a smile and clapping daintily. Emmett rolled his eyes at both of them, smirking to himself. He knew better than to get involved once his wife and Jacob got into it.

The room returned to quiet for a few more moments as they began another round.

"I think they've got a really good shot at the play-offs this year," Emmett said finally, not taking his eyes off the large television and the game they were watching. .

"Yeah, but I've seen them blow their chances before," Jacob answered, looking over at the bulky vampire beside him. Even after all the years he had known the Cullens, it was still strange to him sometimes to sit on the couch and 'hang out' with a vampire.

For as long as he had known about the existence of vampires, his tribe's legends had always contradicted almost everything that the Cullens were. Instead of being cold, unfeeling creatures of stone, they were all very...life-like and interesting. Jacob was honestly shocked because the more time he spent with them the more he learned about them - they all had personalities, likes, dislikes, and emotions that were all very human.

"Why thank you, Jacob."

Jacob jumped a little from his spot on the couch at the sound of Edward's voice. He didn't think he would ever get used to the quiet, somewhat creepy way they were always appearing, even in their own house.

"I'm not creepy," Edward chided, slowly sauntering over towards the couch. Emmett glanced up at him with a questioning look, but decided that his football game was more important. He had learned long ago to ignore the silent conversations Edward could have with the people around him.

Jake sighed and looked up at Edward from his place on the couch, silently asking what he wanted.


"Let's go for a walk," Edward replied somberly, motioning towards the back balcony.

Jacob complied and followed as Edward gracefully jumped off the side of the balcony and made his way across the yard. Jacob's discomfort grew as Edward didn't run or even make an effort to speed out of ear shot of his family's home. They walked until they had crossed the large backyard, Edward only speeding up to bound across the wide river and into the forest. Jake jumped pretty gracefully for his size from rock to rock until he was across. He finally joined him in a small clearing that Jasper and Emmett usually used for their playful, brotherly wrestling matches.

Probably wanted a private place to kill me, Jacob thought sarcastically to himself. Although the entire family had been in shock about the imprint on Renesmee, they had had almost two full years to get over it. Renesmee now appeared to be a six-year-old little girl, and was clearly far away from that type of relationship with Jacob.

"You needn't be worried, Jacob. I only wanted this to be a private conversation between the two of us," Edward replied, stopping finally to turn and face him.

Jacob nodded, stopping also. Edward was silent for a moment, almost at a loss for words.

Well that's a first, Jacob thought smugly.

Edward shot him a warning look, but then a smile danced on his granite lips. Tension between the two of them had long ceased, especially after the visit from the Volturi almost a year and a half before.

"I....brought you out here today, Jacob..." Edward paused, searching again for the right words.


Edward shot him another glance, silencing him.

"I brought you out here so that I could talk to you about this imprint business some more."

"Oh." Super.

"I wanted to let you know that Bella and I have discussed it, and we feel very comfortable with everything...well, almost everything. Jacob, we trust you with our daughter, and we want you to know that."

Jacob was shocked. "Thank you, Edward," he replied, shifting his weight from foot to foot again.

"What happened last year with the Volturi showed me that you would do anything to protect my daughter, and I respect that more than you will ever know. I know she means the world to you, and I have listened to her thoughts –it's the same vice versa."

Jacob nodded, slightly taken aback by Edward's gracious statement. He tensed, looking at him warily.

He knew that wasn't all.

"You're right, that's not all," he said. "Continuing with that, I must say that even though I have seen inside the minds of your pack members while in the presence of their imprints, I don't even begin to attempt to understand the pull that they share with them.

"I know that my love for Bella is deep and true, and I certainly feel a connection to her when I am away, yet I do not understand what the physical pull you feel towards an imprint is like. It must be a hard thing to manage."

Jake nodded. It was true - the pull towards Renesmee when she was far away was something that he didn't relish in. It mentally, physically, and emotionally beat him to death.

"With that said, I realize that we needed to have this talk a lot sooner due to my daughter's rapid aging. I know that when she reaches the approximate age of seven she will by physically mature...and I needed to address that with you."

Jacob nodded again. Oh god...I'm going to get a sex talk from daddy vamp…

"Jacob, please…" Edward said, grimacing at his terminology. "This isn't any easier for me."


"What I want to say is that once my daughter reaches that stage in her life, I'm going to have her mother shield her from me."

Jake felt his face tighten with shock and surprise at this. Seriously?!

"Seriously, Jacob. I do not feel that it is fair, or right of me to hear my daughter's thoughts when she reaches that point. I realize and have come to grips with the idea that you two will someday not have the brother-sister relationship you have now. I know that eventually...things will be much, much different. And I couldn't bear to hear those thoughts from my own daughter. It was bad enough having to hear them from my adopted siblings and parents, and everyone else on this earth. I don't think I can handle it from my baby girl," he said softly.

"Now, with this conclusion I am going to trust that you will not take advantage of the fact that I cannot hear her thoughts. I know you know how to block me when you really concentrate, a skill that I'm sure you will perfect by then. However, with her teenage years not far off, I need you to promise me something."

"What's that?"

"I need you to promise me that you'll wait until she's reached the right age. I don't want any part of her childhood taken away from her due to lusty feelings about her werewolf imprint."

"Hey, I can't always control-"

Edward cut him off. "You need to promise me that you will NOT force yourself or your feelings on her, Jacob. Her time as a child is already much too short, and I cannot bear to have any of that taken away from her too early. These are times that simply won't happen again. It terrifies us as her parents that she will have such a short time as a child. As immortals, we … have the rest of time to be together and experience life as adults. But, Renesmee..." he trailed off, his golden eyes seeming to cloud over with emotion. Sadness, confusion, and longing plagued his granite face.

Jake had practiced keeping his thoughts clear because of Edward, but this was the one time he didn't have to try. His mind was completely blank of all emotion after witnessing Edward's emotional confession.

It had been a quiet walk back to the Cullen's house after that.

(end flashback)

Wow, Quil thought. Jacob shrugged his wolf shoulders and tore another hunk of meat away from the elk.

Yeah, it's not all fun and games with that family.

I see now...how did I not see that in your head before now?

I kinda blocked it...I've never seen daddy vamp get emotional before, at least not in awhile...it really shocked me. I didn't even know what to do after that.

So is she shielded yet by Bella?

Nope...not that I know of. I always kind of assumed that I would be told, but I guess I could be wrong.

Claire and I do have it easy, at least for a few more years.

Do you think it's easier if they don't know? About the imprinting, I mean?

Well, there's certainly less pressure. I mean, a nine-year-old couldn't possibly wrap her head around the idea. I don't even think I have completely wrapped my head around it, and I've had almost an entire decade to think about it.

You're probably right. But Nessie is getting old, man. I stopped aging at seventeen and...Her birthday is coming up soon. She'll technically only be seven, but I can't help but notice that she's looking more like, oh, I don't know, a seventeen-year-old woman?

Quil snorted, his warm breath making clouds of steam in the chilly night air.

"Are you boys gonna look at that thing or eat it?"

Both wolves jerked their heads up to look over at Renesmee, who was cleaning off her hands after her meal. Although she did like human food, especially sweets, animal blood made her feel full and strong.

And I love the thrill of the hunt too, she thought, brushing the leaves and twigs off of her black jeans.

Jacob huffed at her in response as if to say, "Yeah, yeah, yeah..."

Renesmee reached over to playfully scratch him behind his ears on his reddish brown fur. "Just hurry and eat, I want to go home and watch a movie!"

The two wolves complied, and soon they were finished with their meal. Quil snorted his good-bye to Renesmee and Jacob, and loped off into the woods to head up to Makah. Jacob could tell that he wanted to curl up under Claire's window and listen to his imprint sleep. Jacob rolled his eyes as they watched him disappear into the dark underbrush.

"Let's go home!" she exclaimed, pulling at his tail like she did when she was a baby.

Jacob barked a laugh and licked at her hand to get her to stop. "Hey!" she exclaimed, wiping his slobber off of her. "Stop drooling on me!"

He barked again, letting his tongue hang out of the side of his mouth.

"I'll uh....race ya!" she exclaimed, sinking into a crouch. He barely had time to wag his tail before she darted off into the forest like a porcelain colored bullet.

When they arrived home, they discovered that Bella and Edward had returned from Alaska, where they had run up to visit the Denali clan as they frequently did. After the visit from the Volturi after Resnesmee's birth, the vampires that had gathered made more attempts at frequent visits. She had learned early on that it was very beneficial to have friends of her kind.

"I missed you, baby," Bella said, embracing her daughter. Edward was giving Renesmee a hug when Jacob stepped into the living room after phasing outside.

"Jacob, I trust things are well?" he asked, stepping closer. To Jacob's shock, Edward embraced him in quick but sincere hug.

I don't think I'll ever get used to that, Jacob thought, a tinge of playfulness to his thought as Edward embraced him.

Edward gave him a sly smile as the rest of the Cullens entered the large white and beige room to welcome Bella and Edward back.

"Mongrel," Rosalie addressed Jacob with her usual title for him.

"Blondie! So good to see you!" he said with the pep of a cheerleader.

Rosalie rolled her eyes as Emmett patted her shoulder.

"Bella! You're home!" Alice trilled, racing over to hug her brother and sister-in-law.

"Yes, Alice, we're home!" Bella exclaimed, almost falling over at Alice's aggressive hug. "I see you took my daughter shopping," she replied, her topaz eyes falling on Renesmee's new outfit.

Renesmee felt a blush beginning to appear in her cheeks as every eye in the room turned to her to examine her clothing. Her eyes darted up to Jacob who had taken his place beside her in the kitchen. It had always been her tendency to gravitate towards him whenever they were in a room together - to her, his warmth was like a magnet.

"A girl's gotta keep busy!" Alice said, her voice dripping with playful mischief. She winked at Edward, making him sigh and look over at his daughter, who was now half hidden behind a scantily clad Jacob. Everyone else laughed, but Edward couldn't help but notice how his daughter and Jacob caught each other's eyes and had a private exchange.

Oh god, I hope he didn't think it was stupid of me to dress up...he seemed to like the new clothes though...she thought.

That color makes me think of spring...it really sets off her eyes...and her hair...and her beautiful...no! Jacob wrapped one arm casually around Renesmee but winced as his thoughts turned not so innocent.

Edward winced at thoughts of his daughter and Jacob, but tried to listen intentionally to someone else. It was obvious the two of them had had some interlude during their hunt together earlier. Had something changed when he was gone?

"We have so much to tell you guys...it was crazy up there," Bella said, biting her lip and looking around at her family.

"How are they adjusting to their new family members?" Esme asked, her golden eyes brimming with curiosity.

"Very well, from what I was able to gather," Edward replied. The rest of the family tightened around the island in the center of the kitchen, waiting to hear the story of the Denali visit from Edward and Bella.

New family members? Wait, there are more of them? Great...more leeches...

Edward shot a warning look to Jacob, who quickly settled himself down.

"What is she talking about?" Jacob asked, looking confused.

"Oh, I'm sorry Jacob, I forgot to mention to you that the Denali clan has saved and....adopted two new members - vegetarians, naturally." Carlisle said, looking around the room with pride. It always made him feel good when new vampires chose the ways of vegetarianism rather than the natural method for vampire feeding.

"Oh, that's...cool," Jacob replied, choking the words out. He was happy the new leeches weren't murderers like the rest of them out there, but it still saddened him to know that more were being added to the race, even slowly. He couldn't help his bitter thoughts; werewolf prejudices were ingrained in his system.

"What are they like?" Alice asked, settling into Jasper's arms where he sat at the counter. Her eyes were brimming with curiosity, as was the rest of the family.

"As if you haven't seen them already," Jasper teased her, softly tapping the side of her spiky head.

She huffed in frustration. "Seeing isn't the same as meeting them in person, Jazz," she replied before turning her attention back to Edward and Bella.

"Well, they're...different, as many vegetarians are," Edward began. "Unlike us, they are actually true siblings, brothers."

"Brothers? But how?" Rosalie asked, confused.

"Tanya and Kate have always had a fascination with human men, and these two caught their eye," Edward continued. Jacob felt his skin begin to crawl at the thought.

Vampire women who enjoy banging human men...weird...

Edward shot him a discrete look of displeasure, and then changed it to questioning.

Oh...okay...I guess what I'll be doing eventually isn't quite so different...and I'm gonna stop right there! He thought as Edward raised a perfect eyebrow at him.

Even though Renesmee had definite vampire-like qualities, Jacob tended to consider her more human than vampire. More real, and soft, and...Not like a leech.

"They're very nice boys," Edward said. "It's a shame we didn't get up to see them sooner. They have both been vampires a little over two years now."

"Has it been that long since we've been up there?" Rosalie murmured, still fascinated with the idea of two brothers actually being vampires.

"Yes, it has," Carlisle answered her. "I hope they are both adjusting well to this lifestyle," he added.

"Well, the older of the two has been having trouble..." Edward trailed off.

"So we're not the only ones who have slipped," Jasper replied, his soft southern drawl still showing remorse for the human lives he took in his past while he was learning his vegetarian lifestyle.

"No, we're not," Emmett answered, his hand gripping Jasper's shoulder reassuringly. Both of them had had a difficult time adjusting at first.

"Yes, so much trouble that he has left the Denali clan to venture off on his own, much like I did at first," Edward continued, his eyes flashing to Renesmee for a brief second. Jacob knew about Edwards's troubled beginning, and respected the fact that he had made no effort to hide those years from his daughter and wife.

"He left the second day we were up there…he was very troubled by his decision, but as I understand, he has always been the wilder one of the two."

"That's so sad," Rosalie said softly, her eyes falling to the floor. Bella nodded, her own eyes growing with emotion.

"But why?" Renesmee asked, finally speaking.

Jacob looked at her in surprise. Why was she suddenly so interested in these two new leeches?

"We all have trouble adjusting, even if the idea of vegetarianism is presented from the start," Esme said softly, all eyes floating to her. "Even if it's firmly taught to you straight off the bat, it's still a hard urge to ignore.

Renesmee gave her grandmother a soft smile, knowing how Esme's first few wild months as a vampire had been torturous on the gentle, sweet woman.

"Exactly," Edward said. "Well, as I said, the older of the two, Damon, has respectfully left the family to explore life on his own, as he has every right to. The younger, Stefan, has adjusted quite well though."

"How old were they when they were changed?" Renesmee piped up again.

"Damon was nineteen, and Stefan was seventeen. They were both out drinking one night, coincidentally the same place where Tanya and Kate were frequenting."

"Wait, vampires can't drink or eat, what were they doing at a bar?" Jacob asked, crossing his arms sternly. He licked his lips and furrowed his brow and Edward looked at him.

"They like to go places where young men frequent, Jacob. Like us, they are creatures who enjoy the company of others and like to meet new people to socialize with," Edward replied in a cool voice.

"What happened to that Garrett guy? He was cool. Didn't he leave here to go with Kate? I thought the two of them were shacking up," Jacob said. It wasn't a lie. During the few months that Garrett had stayed with the Cullens, he was one of the few vampires that hadn't scared the crap out of him.

"Nothing...he just...decided that after being a nomad for so many years, it was too hard for him to stay in one place. Vampires....our kind...we don't take well to change, and it was too much for him to try and be so domestic with Kate. So, he left peacefully, and they haven't heard from him since. Kate was pretty destroyed. Please do not blame her for wanting companionship again Jacob."

Jacob nodded, but thought silently, I know I've been around this for years, Edward, but it still takes some getting used to.

Edward gave him a subtle nod, and continued with his story of the two new vampires.

"They were in a bar underage, and Tanya and Kate were interested by them both. However, when Damon got in a bad bar fight outside, he was stabbed several times. It wasn't looking good for him. Stefan also received some injuries, although not as badly, when he went to defend his brother. Unfortunately, both boys were intoxicated and it did not end well.

"Oh! How awful!" Esme gasped, her dainty hand flying up to cover her mouth.

"Truly. Well...the fight continued, and the men attacking them even hit Stefan with his car. Both of the boys were in bad shape. The scent of the blood drew Kate and Tanya, and they were too captivated by the two boys to just let them die, as Damon surely would have. Such a waste," Edward said sadly.

"So, they presented Damon with the idea of changing him. He was too weak to answer them, and Stefan knew that his brother would do anything not to die. He begged the women to help his brother, and they were faced with a choice," Bella continued for him. "After they explained it to him, they were faced with another dilemma," she said.

"He knew our secret," Rosalie said sadly. Everyone in the room knew that the Volturi would never have allowed Stefan to walk away from that night knowing what he now knew about vampires.

"Exactly," Edward replied. The room was quiet now; the only sound was the beating of Jacob and Resnesmee's hearts.

"It's never an easy decision, especially one to make that quickly," Bella replied softly. Bella knew that she was very different from the rest of her family - she was the only one who had chosen this lifestyle, and the pain of that choice being taken away from the rest of her family clearly pained her.

"Well, Stefan knew that he didn't want to die, or leave his brother...the two were the best of friends," Bella said softly. "So, he made the choice. He's doing really well though. He's very gentle and kind, with a really good heart. He reminds me a lot of Edward," she added, smiling up at her husband.

Edward nodded, looking at the rest of his family. "Yes, Stefan is a very nice young man. He will surely do nothing but add to our family's peaceful reputation. Most of his time is dedicated to studying history and plans for travel."

"Excellent," Carlisle replied, a smile stretching his face. "We look forward to meeting him," he said. Nothing pleased him more than a vampire that was determined to do good, despite his nature.

Jacob looked down at Renesmee, curiosity coloring his face. She was looking around the room at her family members as they spoke about plans for a trip to Denali to meet this new member of their extended family. He tightened his warm arm around her cool, smooth skin and smiled at her, hoping to draw her attention back to him. He didn't understand why everyone was making such a big deal.

"From what I can see, he's very nice Carlisle," Alice said, playfully smug.

"I knew you could see him!" Bella teased with a smile.

"Yes, I - Oh!" She suddenly stopped mid-sentence, her face dawn and blank.

The rest of the family froze, knowing that Alice was having a vision of something that was possibly in their future. The Cullens always paid close attention to her visions.

Never bet against Alice.... Jacob thought with a silent chuckle.

Edward's eyes flashed quickly to Jacob as he read what Alice was seeing. Her eyes re-focused and her body went slack a bit as she returned to them.

Her eyes flashed first to Renesmee, then to Jacob, and then to Edward and Bella. Everyone in the room buzzed with confusion.

"Alice, what did you see?!"