Well, this is the last chapter. I hope you enjoy it. Sorry it's in Jacob's POV, but it wouldn't turn out that great in Nessie's. Also, make sure you read to the VERY END. I've got some news for you about… just read it!

Jacob's POV

It had been a few weeks. I shaved. But more importantly, stuff happened. None of it which really mattered one bit.

I had broken off from the pack, leaving only a small window of time before the rest of them (minus one) followed. I refused to be Alpha again, but didn't deny them the right to follow. So instead, I passed the position onto Seth, who accepted it with wide open arms. Quil had told them the whole story. They had grown to hate Embry almost as much as I had. Almost.

I forgave Quil, as far as he knows at least. But there was still something inside me that made it unbearable to look at him without thinking about what he had done; regardless of whether he was forced to or not. Not that I didn't want to forgive him- I really did- but it would probably never be the same between us.

Again, none of it mattered. I had been thinking that a lot lately. None of it meant a damn thing to me. I heard her laugh the other day and realized, you really don't know what you have until it's taken away. I think she might have realized that too, because she smiled a lot more often. Edward was convinced I must have done something to her to cause a mental overload or something. Then again, Edward had no speaking skills whatsoever when it came to Renesmee. Especially not when everything was happening. I told him it didn't take much; and it really didn't. Just a promise, and that was all. I couldn't tell if he was angry or happy that I'd caused her to be happy again. I think he was just confused. Very.

"So were you." Nessie accused one day as we stepped out of the small theatre. The lights of the marquee shone behind us, reflecting the name of the movie we had just watched backward onto the rippling puddles at our feet.

"I was not." I insisted. I didn't care how many deaths one movie could have in it, or how important the characters were. I absolutely refused to cry.

She rolled her eyes and giggled, "Yes you were. In fact, you still are."

"Allergies." I protested.


The rain turned from a soft patter on the sidewalk to a heavy downpour, raining buckets on the town. We splashed through the puddles, our shoes getting soaked right through to our socks. I grabbed her hand and ran, dragging her along with me. Again she laughed, although most would be depressed in this constantly changing weather.

I opened the door of the car for her and splashed my way around the driver's seat. I was careful when fidgeting with the door handle, hoping not to break it off in the impossible task of opening the damn door. It had always given me trouble. But after much trial and tribulation, it finally gave in. I sat in the cheap fabric coated seat, and realized I had made a huge mistake before leaving the car in the first place- I had left the window open. Now my ass was sure to have a nice, big wet spot on it, despite my pants being soaked in the beginning.

The drive back to the Cullen's was quiet. Not that uncomfortable "I'd rather be somewhere else" kind of quiet, but the type where you don't need to talk; when you know what the other person's thinking. We had been having a lot of those moments lately. Sometimes I would hear her heart rate speed up the slightest bit, and it would spark the most vicious of curiosity's flames in me.

"What're you thinking about?" I asked during the silence.

"You'll laugh." she said quietly, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. It was silent for the most part, besides the endless slapping sound of the rain to the windshield.

"What if I promised not to?" She considered it for a moment, then her eyes met mine.

"I was trying to figure out," she said, "how my dad's mind reading thing works. I wonder if as soon as you're close enough, he can hear you, or if it gradually fades in or something like that."

I'll be honest- I've always wondered that myself.

"Why would that be funny?" I asked. She shrugged and shook her head, her cheeks turning the slightest pink as small, embarrassed smile crossed her lips.

"Because I never felt the courage to ask him."

I grinned at that accidentally, which caused her to sigh and say, "I knew you'd laugh."

Again, I laughed, not helping my cause at all. "I'm not laughing at you." I explained, "I'm laughing at him. I don't think he realizes how intimidating he is."

"What do you mean?"

"There's a lot stuff I've wanted to ask him, but I never got around to it because he scared the crap out of me. I just find it hilarious how even though he's not a big guy, he's so intimidating that not even his daughter will ask questions."

She smiled but didn't say anything, and returned to staring out the window.

It was silent for the rest of the ride.

We pulled up into the driveway. I got out and opened the door for her, trying my best to shield her from the rain. I realized it was inevitable. As we were nearing the front door, Nessie grabbed my hand to stop me from going any further.

I stared at her expectantly, waiting for her to say something, anything. Instead, she just stared at the ground. But I waited, regardless of the fact that we were both getting soaked to the point of no return. I really didn't care for that though, because I knew there was a reason she had stopped me.

"I… I uh…" She struggled getting the words out, turning pink in the process. I waited patiently while she fiddled with her fingers, trying to think. She finally sighed and said, "Thanks."

"Any time." I said it like it was the answer to an obvious question.

"N-no, I mean," she began, stuttering, "I mean thanks for everything."

"Any time." I repeated, feeling a tug at the corners of my lips. The rain fell heavier, but I still waited, because she hadn't moved, lingering there like she was trying to remember what she was going to say, but forgot. She bit her lip and looked down. Needless to say, that was a look I had seen before and I didn't like one bit. Something was on her mind still, and she was keeping it in.

"I just… You've… You were there for me when I pushed you away, and you've done so much more than I-" But I cut her off mid sentence.

I don't know why I did it. I really don't know why I kissed her then, startling her stiff as a board. I don't know how long it lasted, or really, what I was even doing. But I clutched her arms, leaned in and kissed her, stopping her rant (and her heart beat), hoping something would happen.

And so something did. She draped her arms over my shoulders, pushing her lips onto mine. It might just be me, but I might have felt her smile.

Something else happened, too. That something was a lot less pleasant though, and I would not have noticed it unless that something cleared it's throat, causing us to fly apart like we'd been electrocuted.

"Welcome back." Edward's voice was filled with acid, a tone no one other than he could muster. Renesmee was absolutely red; I mean red. She ran inside that fastest I had ever seen, passing Edward without so much as a quick glance. From inside, I hear Emmett laugh, and knew that he had caught on.

"I'll give you ten seconds." Edward sneered, his eyes filled with a four alarm fire like I had never seen in my life. "Go!"

Surprised he had even given me a chance to keep my head, I ran. And when I say I ran, I mean I ran. I could hear the countdown begin, and I was already phased in the trees, running like it was a life or death situation because it was.

"Don't get used to second chances, Mutt!" He called after me and started off.

As I ran for my life, I thought two things:

One: 'I kissed her. I actually fricken' kissed her!'

And two: 'Damn, I love her.'

Edward thrived off my thoughts, his legs moving faster than mine. He was catching up to me, and I realized quickly that the only reason he'd given me a head start was so that I'd apologize. He tackled me down and I knew that if I was gonna dedicate myself to Renesmee for the rest of my life, I was gonna have to put up with Edward, and that was fine by me. She was worth it.

She was worth all of it.

The end.

Sorry, it was a little rushed.

I just wanted to thank everybody who reads this story for sticking around for TWENTY FIVE chapters. Longest story I have up. Thank you all so much! Wow, I can't believe it's over. :'(

But with endings come beginnings, and with that, I present to you my next Jake/Nessie adventure: The Burning. I promise you it will be ten times better than this, since I've been planning it since September. After I get enough reviews on it, I'll post the first real chapter (since I have the preface up) and with that, I will post the full summary.

I'm sure you'll love it, especially if you're a mystery/paranormal/psychological/drama kind of reader. In other words, ghosts and shit.

Oops, did I spoil that?

But please, guys. Read it. I've worked too hard on it not to get your reviews. They mean the world.

Again, thank you for following this story for so long, and I'm sorry this author's note is so long, but just go and read The Burning. =D.