Jacob Black sat on his black, leather couch, his arm propped up on the back of it. His fingers tapped impatiently, and the leather made a rap tap tap sound. He rested his feet gingerly on the coffee table before him and flipped the channel to an uninteresting baseball game. "Home run, Giants!" the announcer yelled in triumphance, but Jake paid no mind to it. In the back of his mind, he wondered when she would be getting home. As soon as he let the thought enter his mind, the door opened swiftly, the door hitting the wall with a little thud.

"Honey, I'm home!" she called out to him gleefully.

"Hey," he smiled.

"How was your day?" Alice hung her faux fox fur coat on a coat rack near the door.

"Fine. There was good business at the shop today," Jacob said uninterested. He was too busy looking at the woman who just entered the room with genuine love in his eyes. Alice took a seat next to him.

"You know, you wreak," Jacob teased.

"Haha," Alice fake laughed, "Funny one." She rolled her eyes at him, playfully.

"Yeah, but your scent grew on me," he winked. Alice touched his cheek and brought her lips to his. When had they gotten to this place? How was it even possible? Then Jacob remembered.

"We were at the Battle with the Volturi.

'May I hold her?' Aro asked as his arms extended toward Bella. She let a low growl erupt from her throat.

'Oh, I don't mean to impose, of course, of course…' Aro crooned. Edward shot Bella a warning glance. She'd had to hand over her daughter to Aro. She didn't want to anger the Volturi. I could tell what she was thinking, even as her back was turned to me. Bella extended her arms to him slowly.

'Hm..' Aro hummed aloud as Renesmee lifted her hand to his face. You could almost see the visions in his cold, red eyes as they flashed through her tiny head. I scraped my front right paw in a circle against the snow, rearranging it in my impatience. The tension was building up inside of me and it was all I could do to stand there and let that monster cradle her in his arms.