A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85

~Chapter Thirteen~
Missing
Three days passed. Over the weekend, Renesmee was too afraid to leave the house even to go
shooting with Jasper. She feigned a headache and convinced them to stay inside with her. They
played games, watched movies, and talked. She realized over those days how little time she had
actually been spending with them. It felt good to have that time with them, but as the hours passed,
she grew more and more anxious about what could be happening in the forest. She hadn’t heard
from Jacob, but she hadn’t tried to call him either. She figured he probably wouldn’t be home, so
there wasn’t much point.
Monday night after her aunt and uncle had gone to bed, Renesmee was restless. She was tired, but
she couldn’t sleep with the thoughts running through her head. She wondered how safe it really was
out there when her aunt went to work or when Jasper went fishing or shooting. She was pretty sure
Jacob was protecting them as well, but he couldn’t be everywhere at once. He couldn’t ask the rest
of his pack to look after them and leave the tribe open. She chewed on her lip for a moment before
she decided she needed to talk to Jacob about it. Maybe he could calm her nerves. She wasn’t sure
how to do it. With a sigh, she got up and went to the window. She pushed it open and leaned out to
rest her elbows on the sill.
A movement in the trees below caught her attention. Fear knotted in her gut and she stood up
straight. She was about to pull back and close the window when the figure moved into her view,
looking up at her. She sighed and leaned down again, smiling at the russet wolf.
“Jake?” she whispered. She felt silly; like he could really hear her. She was surprised when the wolf
nodded. She sighed again. “Are you okay?” She kept her voice down.
Jacob nodded again. He was more than okay, and she had smiled at him.
“I need to ask you something. Should I come down there?”
Jacob shook his head and backed into the trees to find his clothes. He shifted and pulled the pants
on, then jogged out to see her again. “Back up,” he said.
Renesmee did, not sure what he was planning. He used the rain gutter and the brick siding to climb
up and slipped into her room.
“Hi.”
She smiled and nodded. “Hi. How’s, um . . . how’s everything going out there?”
He shrugged. “No news yet. I’m sorry. I wish I could tell you we got him.”
She took a step closer. “It’s okay. Knowing you’re out there makes me feel a little safer.”
He reached out and touched her cheek. “You don’t know how good it is to hear that, Ness. You’re
always safe with me.” He stared into her eyes for a moment, waiting to see what she would do. He
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