A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85

Jacob smirked and stepped inside. “Don’t worry about it.” He touched her cheek. “Are you ready to
go?”
“Yes, but my uncle has something he wants to show you before we take off.”
“Sure.”
She hollered to let Jasper know that her date was there and smiled shyly up at Jacob. A second
later, Jasper came around the corner. “Hello, Jacob.” He held out his hand.
Jacob nodded. “Hello, sir.”
“I have something I’d like to show you before you run away with my niece. Follow me?”
“Sure.” He turned to Renesmee. “We’ll be right back.” He touched her cheek again before following
Jasper. He was not prepared for what he saw as he walked into a room just off the hallway. The
entire room was lined with guns. He didn’t like Renesmee being in a house with so many weapons.
“Are these loaded,” he asked.
Jasper shook his head. “No, but they can be at any moment. The ammunition is locked in a
cabinet.”
“Is Renesmee ever in this room?” Jacob felt marginally better knowing they weren’t armed, but he
couldn’t forget that they were still dangerous. He lightly touched a derringer beside him.
“No, she’s not.” Jasper had to say he was impressed that the first thing Jacob thought of was
Renesmee’s safety. “Some of these weapons, such as the musket and the .58 caliber rifle, are
authentic from the civil war. Others, such as the 9mm Ruger and the Remington Alaskan Ti, are
more modern. I am familiar with each gun in this room, and I can arm and fire almost every one of
them before most people could even think about running.”
Jacob nodded. After learning that Renesmee wasn’t near them, he allowed himself to look around
the collection. He was impressed. “There’s a lot of firepower in this room. I assume you’re telling
me this because I’m taking your niece?”
Jasper smiled. “You catch on quick. I just want you to understand how important she is to us.”
“Honestly, Jasper, I would have been a little concerned if you had just let me take her without a
warning.”
“Take care of her,” Jasper said. He decided that he liked Jacob.
“She’ll be safe with me.”
The men walked back out to the living room, and Renesmee stood up from the couch. She had been
scared that her uncle would scare Jacob away. Instead, he walked up and put his arm around her
shoulders.
“Are you ready to go?”
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