Authors Note:

This is a Jacob/Nessie fanfic. Nessie is seven years old and fully grown, and she has no idea about how Jacob feels about her or that he imprinted on her. Slowly she realizes that she has feelings for him, and they start to develop their friendship into something more. Then something unexpected happens...

On some of the chapters I've listed a song that I think suits with the chapter – youtube it while reading! And by the way, english is NOT my first language, so please be kind with me;) Hope there are not too many mistakes!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, it all belongs to Stephanie Meyer.

Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 1 - Alone

It happened during those two weeks in February. It was the time when the sky always were in a blue-grey haze and the snow still clung faithfully to the ground. My parents and the rest of my family had left a few days ago to visit our friends in Denali, so I had the house pretty much to myself. And Jake, of course.

We both had to finish our last week of school before the break next week. Besides, Jake needed to take care of Billy and I decided to stay here with him. Billy had been in and out of the hospital a little while ago; he'd got some trouble with his heart. He was alright now, but Jacob didn't want to leave him alone for a longer period of time. He didn't say it out loud, but I understood.

It was Monday. I'd just gotten home from school and a trip to the mal with a couple of girlfriends. Since I didn't grow any more I could go to school and make some human friends of my own. Aunt Rose had been teaching me at home, but it felt great to be out and meet people. The only downside, that came quite unexpected, was that I didn't see Jacob as much as before. We used to be inseparable; now we could only be together in the afternoons and nights. I missed him terribly when he wasn't there. He was my best friend.

After changing my clothes into a grey knit-sweater and jeans, I went down to the kitchen to find something to drink. Jake would be here any minute. I opened the refrigerator, poked around a little and decided for a yoghurt. Suddenly a pair of warm hands were placed in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see anything.

"Hey! Jake!"

I wheeled around and lost my yoghurt. Jacob removed his hands from my eyes and grinned down at me. I grinned back

"You could have knocked" I said, smacking his arm.

"When did you get such bad hearing?" He laughed. "I was almost marching in here."

"You were sneaking, and you know it"

"You calling me a sneak?" he challenged, raising his eyebrows.

"Oh shut up"

I jumped up and hugged him. He hugged me back, lifting my feet a little bit off the ground.

"It's so good to see you" I laughed.

He put me down, and his eyes were blazing. "It's good to see you too, Nessie".

I was looking forward to these two weeks. It would be nice to have the house all to ourselves for a while. Not that we wanted to be alone or anything, it wasn't like that. I mean, me and Jake have always been best-buddies, but it was never something more than the friendship thing. We'd never been dating or anything, it was not like he had any romantic feelings for me. He was my big brother and best friend, and he had always been very protective of me. He'd been there all my life since I was a little girl and we'd sort of grown up together. Of course, I had always had a weak spot for him, but it was only because of the close bond we had. I think.

Honestly, lately I'd caught myself having some thoughts I don't know if I should have. Sometimes, when he was picking me up after school or we went out in town, I noticed other girls looking at him. Or drooling, more accurate. I didn't like it. At all. Not that I was surprised; Jake was definitely worth looking at. He was tall and tanned, broad-shouldered and oh-so-muscular. He had a really handsome face with playful eyes, and at the same time a don't-you-mess-with-me sort of attitude.

I mean, I'm not surprised that he's got a trail of girls behind him, I just don't like it. I almost get grumpy with him, and it's not his fault that he is so good looking. Sometimes I think my reaction ought to be different, like if I should be teasing him or laugh about it. Instead I start thinking "what if he figures out that he actually likes one of them?" What if Jacob got a girlfriend?

He is just my friend, my brother, and in his full right to get himself a girlfriend. Maybe I'm being possessive. Who am I kidding, of course I am being possessive, I guess I always have with Jacob. But only in a "he's my friend, don't steal him" kind of way. You know, cute, I-know-him-better-than-anyone possessive. Before, this didn't even cross my mind, and I wouldn't have minded if he had a girlfriend. But now? Something has changed. I'd like to think that I would've been cool with it; good for him, you know. But I'm not sure if I would be completely honest..

I closed the refrigerator and picked up the yoghurt from the floor. I offered him one too, but he said no thanks.

"You're thoughtful today" he noted.

He was leaning against the kitchen table, opposite me.

"Mhm" I said, my eyes on the yoghurt I was eating.

"Want to share your thoughts with me?" he tried, a smile playing on his lips.

"It's nothing exciting. I'm just thoughtful" I replied, my eyes still on the yoghurt.

It looked like if he was going to ask more, but I cut him off.

"So... how was your day?"

He smiled at my obvious attempt to change the subject, but didn't push it.

I ate my yoghurt and we went into the living-room. Jake poured himself a coke, and sat down on the couch beside me. He picked up the remote and started to flip through the channels. This was habit.

"Anything you feel like doing?" he asked, sending me a smile.

"Nah. I dunno. I have this essay I've got to finish"

"Okay. You should do that"

His eyes were now back on the TV. "Partypooper" he muttered under his breath, knowing I would hear it. He was teasing me.

I leaned over to him, smiling angelic while stroking my hand across his face. He looked at me confused at first, until I sent him an image that clearly said Shut it.He burst out laughing and I grinned to myself as I went to get my schoolbooks.

After getting my stuff I sat down beside him in the sofa. I leaned against the side while swinging my legs across his lap. He automaticly placed his hands on top of my legs. We sat like this for a couple of hours, he watching TV while I finished my essay. We spoke now and then, and sometimes I caught him looking at me when he thought I didn't notice .

After my fifth yawn he snatched the essay out of my hands.

"This is too boring for you"

"Noo, it's not that" I tried to snatch the essay back. "I'm just tired, that's all. I haven't got a lot of sleep lately"

He lowered his head and sent me a look.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Partypooper, I know" I said, rolling my eyes. I reached for the essay again, but he didn't let me have it.

" If you're tired then you should sleep" he lectured me."Not write essays"

He sent me a another look, but didn't quite manage to hold a straight face.

"Jake" I smiled. As soon as I said his name a smile spread on his face.

"I'm not going to fall asleep" I continued with a smile. "We could watch a dvd or something, if you'd like".

He raised his eyebrows. "You're putting away the essay?"

"Sure, sure" I promised and snatched it back. "I'm nearly done"

He sighed and shook his head.

When the essay was written (Jake nearly applauded) I leaned back and felt my eyes close. I was really tired. I hadn't gotten much sleep lately, with all that was happening with Billy. It had been some pretty late nights waiting for Jacob to come over; we'd spent hours in my room, sometimes talking until the next morning

Jacob scooped over to my side and put his arm around my shoulders. I opened my eyes, and he sent me a warm smile.

"You up for a dvd?" I asked. "Something to do with horror maybe. Or that new werewolf film Rose bought you"

He laughed. I loved it when he was laughing.

"Yeah, that aunt of yours, charming isn't she? Buying me a film with tiny little hairy men, running around with plastic fangs, howling under the full moon. Hilarious".

Rosalie and Jacob had always had a little mocking relationship, but knew they didn't really dislike each other.

"Actually...you pick one, all right? I'm just going to get a shower. Then maybe I'll manage to stay awake for the next two hours"

"You know, we don't have to watch a film"

"You don't want to?"

He leaned his head back, looking at me.

"We can do whatever you want." He paused and then added. "I just thought, you know, if you were tired. But dvd sounds good"

"You choose" I reached up to kiss the tip of his nose. "I'll go take a shower so I won't fall asleep on you."

I still had my own room in the cottage, but Esme had insisted on me having my own room in the main house as well. She had transformed one of the study-rooms into a bedroom, with a view over the forest. If we were to watch a film, Jake and I would always be watching it up in my room. I guess it had become a habit, since the TV downstairs often were occupied (mostly by Emmet) and it allowed us to lie on a bed – much more comfortable than the floor or a couch.

I went into the bathroom and took a long and warm shower. It felt really good, and made me feel much more awake. I wrapped a towel around me and went into my room to find some clothes. I didn't know that Jacob would be there.

He was sitting on my bed, flipping a dvd-cover around in his hands. He looked up when I entered, and seemed utterly speechless for a second.

"Ops" I laughed. "I'm just gonna pick up some clothes and disappear"

I expected he would just laugh back, make a joke and say something about the film he'd chosen, but he didn't say anything. I walked past him and picked up some tights and an oversized t-shirt from my closet. As I turned back on my way out I noticed he was staring at me. The second I caught his eyes he looked down on his hands, holding the dvd. Did he blush? I couldn't say for sure. Oh dear. I'd made him uncomfortable.

I went out in a hurry and into the bathroom. What had just happened? I didn't know he was that shy. It wasn't like I was naked, for crying out loud! The towel I was wrapped in was huge; honestly it covered more of my skin than most of my summer dresses did. And why would he care? He'd seen me in towels and bikinis and nightgowns and tiny sundresses and god-knows-what before. What made this any different? I would totally have understood if I entered naked or in my underwear or something, that would've been awkward. But I didn't! Oh well. Maybe I was putting to much into this. Maybe I'd imagined it all.

I put my clothes on and combed my hair quickly. I didn't bother to blow-dry it. Then I went back to my room, determined not to have any more awkwardness. Jacob was still sitting on my bed, flipping the dvd cover. He didn't look up when I entered this time.

"You can look up now" I hinted, trying to loose the tension in the air. "I'm untoweled and presentable".

He peeked up, giving me a quick smile. It seemed a little bit forced. He still didn't say anything, so I tried to give him something else to think about.

"Oh, by the way, I'm invited to a friend of mine this Saturday. Tina. You've met, right? Do you have any plans for Saturday? I thought maybe we could do something after I get home, it wont be that late."

He continued to study the dvd-cover.

I hesitated " I mean, if you want to of course. Unless you've got other plans".

He looked at me then, smiling. "I'll pick you up. Where does she live?"

I relaxed a little bit and told him the address. Finally a response.

"So, which film did you find?"

He'd chosen a horror. It was absolutely fine with me. Most of the horror films we had seen weren't even close to scary. Normally we would sit and laugh because of the oh-so-many poor effects.

We didn't laugh today though. Not because it wasn't funny – actually it was. Jake was sitting by the headboard with me beside him. He didn't put his arm around me as he normally did. He didn't laugh. He just watched the film intently.

"Jake" I said after a little while, angling my face up towards his. " Is everything okay?"

He met my eyes for one second. Then he smiled and punched my shoulder lightly.

"Off course, why do you need to ask?"

It was meant as a rhetorical question, so I didn't answer.

I didn't pay much attention to the film. Something was up. Something was wrong. Was it because of the towel incident? Somehow I couldn't believe it could be just that. I mean, Jake really wasn't that shy, I knew him that much. I started to worry, but I couldn't get myself to ask him about it. I must have fallen asleep during the film, my mind filled with towels and nudity, Jake, dvds, Jake, awkwardness, Jacob and bad feelings.

Authors note: So, what do you think? There will be muuuch more crossing-the-friendship-line in the next chapters, this was just the beginning. More romance coming up, promise.

(And by the way, I don't know if it actually is a winter break in Amerika (almost like spring-break only it's in February) but we do have that in Norway. And since I sort of sketched the whole story up in Norwegian before I wrote it in English, that's how it goes... Ha ha :P)

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