Jacob's Promise

a fan fiction by iinstantstarr


Disclaimer: I do not own anything that you recognize. All belongs to the great Stephenie Meyer. I simply own the plot and the characters of Norah Black and Levi Uley. :)

A/N: Jacob's Promise takes place a little over two and a half years after Jacob's Baby. This is the second part. I'm not sure how many sequels I will make (or if I'll even make another one after this) but I wasn't satisfied with the ending of Jacob's Baby so I'm continuing it. :D I guess that makes you guys happy. LOL…


Chapter 1 -- The Wedding


I was a big believer in long engagements.

Then again, I was so anxious about getting married that I've made my fiancé wait a whole two years before we actually set a date for the wedding. My dad, Charlie, had two words that described me to a tee (or so he thought): indecisive tease.

Okay. So I didn't want to get married right out of high school in the first place. That was his doing. Not Jacob's. The other one. The divorce was finalized rather quickly and the Cullens just disappeared. It had been two years since I'd last seen him, really any of them, and I highly doubted I'd ever see him again. I did miss him. I hoped that we could be friends. I guess that that was one of my more… naïve thoughts. I guess my reason for staving off the wedding in the first place was because I didn't want to be the first person to get married out of my high school just to get divorced a few months later. But I guess the constant pressure of wanting to provide an actual family on paper for my daughter overcame that fear. Or maybe that was just the fact that I was falling head over heels in love with the father of my daughter more and more each day. I wasn't sure which was truer.

But at any rate, I eventually found myself standing in front of a floor-length mirror, wearing a simple, long, white, strapless wedding dress, my hair pinned up in a messy (yet elegant) bun. My make-up was done very simply. I sighed, looking at my reflection in the mirror.

"I'm actually doing this again," I sighed, looking over at Emily, who was peering out the door anxiously.

"You are," she nodded. "But you love him. And you've been together for over two years. This is what you want."

"But I was with Edward for over two years. We got married and we split up! What if Jacob and I end up the same way?" I asked nervously.

"You know that's not going to happen," Emily replied, walking back over to me. "You and Jacob have a beautiful little girl together. You and Edward didn't have any children together. You know you love Jacob. I don't know why you keep telling yourself that getting married is a bad idea. I've never seen anything more right in the world. Other than Sam and I, of course," she added with a small giggle.

"That's easy for you to say," I said with a small mutter. "You and Sam are perfect for each other. You have a beautiful little boy and another one on the way. By the way, when are you going to tell him that you're pregnant?" I demanded.

"Shh!" she said, her eyes growing wide in alarm. "You promised that you wouldn't say anything!"

"I haven't. Only to you," I replied. "I just hate keeping secrets," I fumed.

"I'm trying to surprise him," she said. "He's just been busy lately and I didn't want him thinking of other stuff just yet. I want to get him when he's in a good mood," she explained.

"Why does it matter if he's in a good mood or not?" I asked. "It's Sam. Your husband. That sort of thing should brighten his mood."

"Maybe," Emily said, sighing. She picked up the lilies sitting at the end table and handed them to me. "Are you ready?" she asked, grinning.

I sighed in return. "Not really. But am I ever going to be ready for something like this?" I asked her.

"You'll know," she said. "When you'll get up there, you'll know you're doing the right thing. When you see his face, giving you that look… you'll know."

"You know, I keep thinking about what Leah said," I said, shaking my head. "What if Jacob imprints? What if he leaves me and Norah and he can't help it?"

"You don't know?" Emily said, gaping at me.

"What?" I asked.

"The way Jacob looks at you…" she trailed off. "It's like he has imprinted. Even Sam has said it. He wonders if Jacob imprinted on you but just never realized it."

I shrugged. "I have no idea," I said. "I'm no expert on imprinting. That's their thing. The only thing I can do is be supportive of it. And hope that it doesn't wreck the life that Jake and I have built together."

Emily nodded, sighing.

A soft knock at the door made me jump.

"Jacob, you know it's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding!" I called.

"Do those same superstitions apply to your father?" Charlie called. I could hear the broad smile in his voice.

"Dad!" I said, running over and peering around the door.

"Wow, Bells. You look beautiful," he said, pushing the door open. He was holding Sam and Emily's son, Levi.

I couldn't help but blush.

"Emily helped me," I said quietly, looking down at the dress.

"Mommy!" a small voice cried. "Me pretty too!"

Norah came barreling around Charlie's legs, a vision in white with a black bow around the center of her flower girl dress that tied in the back. Her black hair was halfway pulled back and her big brown eyes were wide with excitement.

"Yes, Norie. You are pretty, too!" I smiled at her.

"Everyone is in the chapel," Charlie said. "We're just waiting on you. And Emily, of course."

"Where's Jacob?" I asked, a knot balling in my stomach.

"Waiting to greet you at the end of the aisle," Charlie replied. "Levi and Norah were scheduled to go walking down the aisle about forty-five seconds ago. Are you ready?" he asked me.

"As ready as I'll ever be," I muttered.

"Let's go," Emily said. "Before she gets cold feet."

"Exactly how many people are out there?" I asked, my voice growing rather shrill.

"Not that many," Emily said briskly. "Let's go, already."

"Norie frow fwowers?" Norah asked, holding up a lily petal.

"Not yet," Emily told her. "You wait until you go down the aisle!"

We headed to the chapel doors and Emily opened them. She handed Norah her basket and Levi the pillow with the rings on it. She then pushed them through the doors and the music began to play.

I peeked through the doors to see Jacob standing at the end of the aisle, a huge smile on his face. God, he took my breath away. My gaze shifted to Norah heading up the aisle. She dropped a couple of flower petals on the carpet and then ran down the aisle, dragging Levi with her. She dumped the flowers at the end of the aisle.

"Norie finished!" she proclaimed to the amused audience.

Emily came down the aisle, her arm interlocked with Sam's. Emily led Norah to her side of the altar and Sam led Levi to his.

"You ready, Bells?" Charlie asked me.

"As ready as I'll ever be," I muttered.

"Please tell me this is the last time I'll have to give you away," he murmured in my ear.

Before I could respond, the wedding march had started and Charlie had started walking me down the aisle. I groaned. There were more people here than I had thought.

We finally reached the end of the aisle and Jacob took my hand from Charlie's. He gave Charlie a broad smile and Charlie smiled back at him.

"Mommy wear dwess too!" Norah proclaimed loudly to a chuckle from the audience.

I looked at Jacob. His eyes were shining brightly with love and victory. I'd never seen Jacob look so alive… even when Norah was born. But thinking back to that day, I thought his biggest reaction was more shock and awe than being victorious.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate a new beginning, a new union…" the celebrant began. "Not only are we bringing two different cultures together, but we are also bringing a family together with matrimony."

Matrimony. I couldn't help but grimace. Jacob smiled at me and I knew he knew what I was thinking. He knew how much I hated the word.

I turned and realized that the celebrant was looking at me expectantly. Oops.

"I, Isabella Marie Swan, take you, Jacob Ephraim Black, as my lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, as long as we both shall live," I said quickly. There, that wasn't so bad, I thought.

"I, Jacob Ephraim Black, take you, Isabella Marie Swan, as my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, from this day forward, as long as we both shall live," he stated loudly and clearly for all to hear. He was grinning so hard that I wanted to smack him.

After the exchange of wedding bands, the celebrant smiled upon us.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss –"

He didn't even get to finish. Jacob interrupted him by grabbing me and swooping me down into a passionate kiss. Applause rang out, but Jacob didn't release me until he had to come up for air.

"Yay!" I heard Norah cry out from somewhere.

"I now present Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Black," the celebrant pronounced.

We headed back down the aisle, bird seed being thrown at us left and right. We headed out into the parking lot and Jacob hugged me, twirling me around in a circle and finally setting me back down, kissing me passionately.

"That was a beautiful wedding," Sue said, coming over and hugging me.

"I agree," Charlie said. "Did you see Norah dump the flowers at the end of the aisle?"

I laughed. "I did see that. She never really had much patience with flowers. It was hard enough to get her into the dress. She only wore it because I wore one."

Charlie laughed. "She's just like you like that. You never wore frilly dresses either. You did ballet. That was about it."

"I was too clumsy," I said, shrugging.

"Congratulations, baby!" Renée called, running over. Phil was behind her, smiling at me. She and Phil had come up from Jacksonville for the wedding.

"Thanks, Mom," I said, hugging her.

"Do you mind if Phil and I take Norah back to the hotel after the reception?" she asked. "We never get to spend time with her and we're never in town. I figured you and Jacob would want the house to yourselves tonight…" she trailed off.

"Sure," I said. Jacob nodded. "That's fine. We were going to have Emily watch her, but I think Norah would like to spend a little time with her Grandma Nay-Nay."

Renée gave me one last hug before disappearing to go find Norah. Jacob kissed me once more, before helping me into the car that would take us to our wedding reception.

We arrived at the resort a few minutes later. Emily had already arranged everything beforehand. I had no idea how she was able to get everything done here, get dressed for the wedding, and helped me get ready without dropping something along the line.

As we walked into the Tribal Center , I stopped in the doorway, shocked. I'd never been in here before, but Jake had told me that it was where he, Billy, Old Quil, and Sam had their tribal meetings. I didn't know much about it, but the room didn't look like a conference room. It had been decked out with pictures of Jake, Norah, and I, pictures of Norah's birth, bringing her home, her first year, our engagement portraits… I was in awe. A big buffet was on one wall and our wedding cake was on the other side of the room on a round table with a deep red tablecloth.

Jacob took in my expression and laughed. "I told you it wouldn't be that bad. This room is small enough… but not too small. And we won't have too much craziness going on, okay?" he murmured in my ear.

I smiled at him, kissing him on the cheek.

"You know I love you, right?" I asked him.

"I should hope so, considering you just married me," he laughed.

The entire evening was filled with dancing and music and family time. The only people that had showed up to the reception were Charlie, Renée, Phil, Sue, Billy, Rachel, Emily, Sam, and a few other pack members… and of course, Norah and Levi.

Sue hurried over to the piano as we walked in and started playing a soft waltz.

"May I have this dance?" Jake asked huskily.

My heart thudded still and I smiled.

"Of course," I said. "But you know I can't dance."

"I'll take my chances," Jake smiled genuinely.

He held me close to him and I rested my head on his shoulder, sighing contentedly. We were soon joined by Emily and Sam, Paul and Rachel, Jared and Kim, and Renée and Phil. I closed my eyes and gently swayed to the music, Jake's arms holding me close, his body heat radiating through me like the sun's rays.

"I love you," I whispered to him.

"How could you not?" he replied, cracking a grin at me.

"Alright!" Jacob said, once Sue had finished playing. "I think it's time for some cake! And some talking!"

"Oh, come on," Sam said. "You know I'm no good at these best man speech things."

"How would I know if you were good at them if you've never been a best man before?" Jacob asked. "If I recall correctly, Jared was Paul's best man."

"True," Jared piped up.

"Oh, fine," Sam said.

Jacob led me over to the wedding cake, holding my hand. The cake was beautiful; a chocolate cake with white icing, three tiers and complete with sunflowers adorning it.

"Emily, you're a goddess," I said, shaking my head in wonder at it. "How did you plan all of this?" I asked her.

"Oh, that's nothing," she replied, grinning.

"Ahem," Sam said, clearing his throat. "I just want to say that I am so happy that you two finally saw what everyone on this reservation saw since Bella got to Forks." Laughter followed his remark. "And I am thrilled to have you as a sister, Bella. You and Jacob are absolutely perfect for each other and I can't imagine you two not being together. Granted, it's been two and a half years since you two finally made things official, but Bella, you've made Jake so happy. I've seen him down when you two were on the outs and I've seen him up on cloud nine when things were going well. I just want to wish you all of the happiness in the world," he finished.

I couldn't help but smile. Who knew Sam could be so sweet?

"And on that note," Emily said, picking up where Sam left off. "I just want to say that I am absolutely ecstatic that you two finally tied the knot. I mean, I know Sam and I waited a while, but it seemed like this wedding was never going to get here. Bella, I'm so happy that you let me plan this wedding for you. It means so much to me. And I guess I want to say that I hope you two have many more happy years together. You two definitely deserve it." Emily came over and gave me a quick hug and I could see tears welling up in her eyes.

"Now, if anyone's going to be crying, it should be me," I teased her. "I'm the one that should be emotional. It's my wedding day."

Everyone laughed and Emily just shook her head, smiling.

"I really am happy for you," she said, smiling.

Later that night, while Jacob and I were dancing, he lowered his head down to my ear.

"You know, I cannot wait to get you home so I can have my way with you," he murmured in my ear. His sensual voice sent shivers down my spine.

"How much longer do we have to stand here and dance?" I asked him. "Can we leave now?"

"You're really excited, huh?" Jacob asked, amused.

"No offense, but I just want to hurry up and get out of here so I don't have to continue smiling at people and being the center of attention," I sighed.

"You know, there's a certain center I bet is just begging for attention right now," Jacob whispered into my ear.

I felt a familiar throb between my thighs and moaned ever so softly into his ear.

"Can we please get out of here?" I begged.

"Sure thing," Jacob said. He led me out the door and over to a motorcycle with the metal cans tied to the back of it. He climbed onto it and I climbed on behind him, tucking my dress around me. Our wedding guests followed us out of the Tribal Center , throwing bird seed at us. Jake ducked, his hands over his head.

"It's raining!" he howled. I couldn't help but laugh at him. He was being entirely goofy and I loved him all the more for it.

We took off back toward the house, the sound of the cans rattling along behind us accompanied with the cheers of our wedding guests.


Upon arriving back at the house, Jacob unlocked the door and opened it and I pushed him through it. I slammed it shut behind him, locking it, and turned around and pulled his tuxedo jacket off of him. He fumbled for the zipper to my dress and unzipped it, letting it fall down to the floor. I stepped out of it and unbuttoned his shirt enough to pull it over his head. I kicked off my kitten heels and jumped onto him, wrapping my legs around his waist. He led us toward the bedroom and laid me back on the bed. I fumbled for his belt buckle and unzipped his pants. He was already hard. I pulled him down to my level, scooting back and pulling him on top of me. He kissed me again and I deepened the kiss. The throbbing between my legs was growing nearly unbearable and I shifted, trying to alleviate the tension building there.

"Touch me, Jake," I whispered.

"Not yet," he murmured, trailing kisses down my neck.

"Please," I protested, raising my hips up toward him.

He trailed his hand down toward the waistband of my underwear and flicked it, pulling it and letting it snap back against my skin ever so slightly. I raised my hips to meet his teasing hand and he moved it back closer to my navel.

"Quit teasing," I murmured against his ear.

"I can't help it," Jacob growled. "You smell so good."

I was soaking wet. I could feel my underwear sticking to me. Obviously, Jacob noticed because before I knew what was going on, two fingers were pumping in and out of me. I gasped and began bucking up against his hand, trying desperately to find some relief from the tension that was about to drive me mad.

"Oh, God, Jacob, yes!" I moaned.

"You like that?" Jacob growled.

"Yes!" I panted. I continued writhing against his hand, trying to achieve my climax.

"Maybe I should stop then," he murmured. "I don't want you to come just yet."

"No!" I whined. "Don't stop… Jake… faster…"

Jacob picked up his speed, thrusting his fingers in and out of me. Suddenly, he stopped.

I sat there, trying to catch my breath. A few seconds later, Jacob shifted his position, his head between my legs. He slowly and deliberately slid his tongue directly over my center, causing me to shudder in pleasure. He started pushing his tongue slowly in and out of me, slowly at first, but then faster and faster. He licked up toward my clit and flicked his tongue over it almost lazily before pushing his tongue in and out of me once more. He finally sucked my clit into his mouth and ever so lightly began suckling it. My eyes rolled behind my head and I shuddered, moaning as I came.

Jacob gave me a few seconds to recover. I opened my eyes to find him watching me, a very obvious erection poking directly out at me. I came over and kissed him, trailing kisses down his neck, down his chest, down his abdomen, to his erection. I trailed kisses over it and licked the shaft all the way from base to tip. I ever so slowly enveloped him with my mouth, sucking his tip, running my tongue over it several times. I pushed it as far into my mouth as it would go. Jacob's head tilted back in ecstasy and he groaned, his eyes closed, his head facing the ceiling. I bobbed my head up and down and he groaned even louder.

"God, Bella," he moaned.

I pulled him out of my mouth and looked up into his eyes. "You like that?" I asked.

"You have no idea," he said, pinning me down and climbing on top of me. "I just want you right now."

"Right now?" I asked, looking into his pitch black eyes, dark with what I knew to be lust.

He nodded.

I didn't trust myself to speak. I simply wrapped my legs around him and positioned his member at my opening.

He pushed himself inside me quickly, filling me as only he could. He looked into my eyes as he picked up a steady rhythm. I grabbed the headboard with one hand and moaned aloud.

"Harder, Jake…" I moaned.

He used one hand to push me closer to him and began to increase the pressure of his thrusts.

"Faster!" I whimpered.

He started pounding in and out of me and I began moaning in ecstasy, little screams coming each time he thrust into me.

"Oh, Bella," he groaned, slamming into me. The headboard was slamming against the wall by this point, but I didn't care. All I cared about was this, this feeling of Jacob inside of me, Jacob groaning my name, knowing that we could do this every single day for the rest of our lives because I was his wife and he was my husband, knowing that this was all I wanted. Knowing that he could be rough with me like this, open like this, something that he couldn't have done.

He shuddered above me and, suddenly, I felt him spill into me. The sensation sent me over the threshold once more and I came, calling out his name one last time.

I collapsed underneath him, moaning at the sensation of him pulling out of me. He fell to my left side, panting heavily with beads of sweat appearing at his brow. He pulled me close to him, kissing my forehead.

"That was amazing," he said, sighing.

I could only nod.

"Bella, I need to tell you something," he said.

"Can it wait?" I breathed.

"No," he said.

"Oh God, it's not bad is it?" I asked, self-consciously.

"No. Well, I hope not," he said, grinning and wrapping his arms around me to hold me close.

"What?" I asked, burrowing into his warm chest.

"I just need you to know that I love you. And that I'm never going to leave you. I might let you down, but I promise you that I will always be here for you, fighting for you, loving you, and being everything you need me to be. For both you and Norah, and for any other kids we might have down the road. I love you."

My heart nearly stopped. How sweet could Jacob be?

I responded by kissing him sweetly on the lips.

"I love you too," I said. "Can we have another go?"

Jacob laughed. "I'm being serious."

"So am I," I said, smiling at him.

"Alright," Jacob said, kissing me again and pulling me back underneath him.


So, here's the sequel to Jacob's Baby. I'm still working on editing the future chapters. :) Much thanks to my beta, C. She's simply amazing for doing all of this for me. :D

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