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All Grown Up: Jacob and Renesmee Part III	By : VanessaWolfe Category: Twilight Series > Het > Jacob/Renesmee Views: 9413 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, and am not making any money from this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Going Back
- 2-Important Things
- 3-Walking On Eggshells
- 4-Run
- 5-Chunky Monkey
- 6-The Evolution of a Swan
- 7-Awesome
- 8-Normal
- 9-My Girl
- 10-Sex Hair and Ice Cream
- 11-Renewal
- 12-Secrets
- 13-My Heart
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-30
- 31-31
- 32-32
- 33-33
- 34-34
- 35-35
- 36-36
- 37-37
- 38-38
- 39-39
- 40-40
- 41-41
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Renesmee

After much thought, research, planning, and packing, Jake and I were ready for our vacation. Ten days of sweet, blissful alone time in Hawaii for our tenth anniversary. I didn't care if it was cliche for couples to vacation there, it was where I wanted to go regardless.
I also didn't care if my outfit was too tourist looking. I was pleased with my new, light and airy floral spaghetti strap dress. The vivid blue background of the print looked like what I thought the color of the ocean there would be. I'd borrowed a pair of espadrille wedges from Swan that added another three or so inches to my height. I was wearing the small, tasteful diamond studs in my ears that Jake had given me years ago, and I'd piled my hair loosely on the top of my head.
Quite frankly, the weather in La Push during late December is gross. I was itching for some sunshine. I was ready for ten days of swimming, eating, sleeping, and various adult activities. We weren't planning to leave the small villa on the ocean we were renting very much.
"Do you think you'll see any volcanos there?" Asa asked me, as just he and I were finishing up our breakfasts the morning we were to leave.
"I'm not sure. We might," I said.
"If you see one, will you take a picture for me? That's what I'd like to see, if I was going," he said, tearing the crust off his toast.
He'd been a little bummed that he wasn't going with us. I explained to him that we just wanted a little time by ourselves, hoping he'd be able to understand. I think he did, as much as a young teenager can.
"I promise if I see one, I'll take pictures for you. Don't be too sad, sweetie. Remember, we'll all go somewhere together in the summer before school starts back up again."
"Do we get to pick where?" he asked.
"Yup. Everybody will have a say," I assured him as I started to gather up my dishes.
Once the table was clear, I met Jake by the front door as he was depositing the last of our bags there.
"That's all of 'em!" he announced. He opened his arms to me, and folded them around me, squeezing me tight.
"Excited?" he asked.
"Uh, huh," I said, lifting my head from his chest to look up at him. We grinned at each other, and he bent to give me a soft kiss.
Soon Paul was pulling up in the driveway to take us to the hanger where the plane was stored.
"Short people!" Jake hollered. They all came scurrying from different directions.
"Dad, we aren't short anymore," Swan pointed out.
"Shorter than me," Jake said. "You all still answer to it."
She rolled her eyes, but smiled.
They were all lined up, in order, Anthony to Asa. I know they didn't do it intentionally, but it was so cute.
"Okay," I said, clapping my hands once. "Let's go over it one more time."
"Mom," Mollie groaned.
"Humor me, sweetie," I requested. "The numbers and addresses of the villa, and the rental agency are on the fridge. So are the numbers for all our utility companies in case the power goes out or something. Just one guest at a time, but no overnight guests. Keep doing your chores as usual, and just clean up after yourselves. Get to school on time. A.J. is in charge. During the school day, Xandra, you'll have to get lunch for yourself and Asa."
Xandra still hadn't gone back to school yet since she'd gone wolf. She was just about ready, Jake would decide for sure when we came home. We didn't want her to return while we were away. Mollie brought her school work home every day, and Xandra certainly was in no rush to go back.
"The casseroles I made are in the garage in the deep freezer, you'll have enough for dinner every night. Aunt Alice will be keeping an eye on you, and there will be random drop in visits," I added. Those would be happening on a daily basis. They didn't exactly know that would be a daily thing, but they'd figure it out soon enough when Rachel, grandpa Charlie, or some other adult in their lives came to say hello a few days in a row.
Paul came in to grab a couple of the bags, and say hi to our five. "Are you guys ready to get out of here?" he asked.
"Just about," I said.
I kissed each one of our kids, told them I would miss them, and Jake followed behind me down the line.
"You're in charge," I reminded A.J.
"I know. Don't worry about us, Mom. Just have fun," he said.
"We will," I said.
You probably won't want to hear about most of it, though.
"Don't give your brother any crap," Jake warned the girls.
"Why are you looking at us?" Xandra asked.
"No reason," Jake said, giving her one more kiss on the forehead.
"We love you guys, we'll call you when we get there," I said.
As we pulled out of the driveway, I took a deep breath.
"They'll be fine, right?" I asked Jake.
"Of course they'll be," he said, wrapping his arm around my waist. I placed my hand over his.
"Your kids will be fine, ours would probably burn our house to the ground," Paul said with a laugh. "We won't be able to leave town til they are thirty."
That gave me an idea for Rachel and Paul's own anniversary present. Jake saw it, since I was touching him, and raised his eyebrows at me.
We can talk about that later.
When we got to the hangar, the pilot we'd hired to fly us out was waiting next to the nose of the plane in his crisp blue uniform and official looking hat.
Jake knew how to fly, but this was going to be quite a long trip, and he said he'd rather spend that time with me.
I stayed put as Jake jumped out and shook his hand, and got todays weather report from him. Max, was his name.
"Can I help you with your luggage?" Max offered.
Paul popped the trunk, and Max got busy loading up the plane. Jake opened my car door, and held out his hand. I took it and stood up as he whispered to me, too quiet for the pilot to hear.
"Cool, huh?" he said smiling.
I nodded in agreement.
Before we got on the plane Paul advised us not to do anything he'd do. I shook my head and kissed his cheek.
The plane is small, but very comfortable. The couple rows of wide seats were upholstered with brown leather, in the back of the plane there was a little room with a bed for resting on long trips.
Yes, that's what it's for. Resting.
Sure.
We didn't have to wait long, by the time I'd finished using the bathroom it was time to go. Jake reached over to buckle my seat belt for me. His fingers lingered, and dragged across my stomach before they returned to his own lap. I shivered with excitement at the possibilities that were ahead of us. They seemed endless. A long plane ride alone, and ten days of privacy, the most we'd had since before A.J. was born ten years ago.
"Safety first," I said breathlessly. He smiled.
Max came over the intercom and announced that we were about to take off. Jake and I sat in sexually charged silence as we taxied the runway. When we lifted off, he leaned over to whisper in my ear.
"Do you think he's pretty well occupied up there by now?"
"I should hope so," I said.
His tongue traced along the edge of my ear, and when he reached the bottom, he took my earlobe into his mouth and sucked on it. As I melted into my seat, he reached for my breast. His fingertips danced around my nipple, never touching it.
"Jake," I whined, squirming.
He laughed and closed his thumb and finger around my nipple. As he pulled gently through my clothes, my legs fell open of their own accord. That didn't escape his notice.
"Does that feel good?" he asked, looking down at my lap.
"Yes." He started palming both of my breasts, pushing them together as he kissed anywhere they were exposed. As his tongue dipped into my cleavage, he undid my seat belt.
"Come in the back with me," he said, standing and offering me his hand. I took it, and let him pull me into the small room.
Once inside with the door closed, we kissed each other hungrily, and his hands slid up my dress to caress my thighs.
He backed me up until I felt the backs of my knees hit the bed, I let myself fall back.
Jake wedged himself between my open legs, the feeling of his weight on top of me was so comforting and familiar.
"Ready?" he asked, his hand moving to where I was quickly growing wetter by the minute. "Oh, yes. Yes, you are," he breathed. I heard the zipper on his khaki pants. I hurriedly shoved down my underwear, he didn't even let me get them down past my knees.
I gasped when he suddenly filled me.
My hands found their way up the back of his shirt, feeling his muscles work as he moved. He saw me thinking about how remarkably eager he was today. It was rare we didn't take the time to completely undress.
"You just look so good...feel so good," he murmured, his hand over my breast. As his movements bounced me around on the bed, I managed to pull my dress and strapless bra down to reveal myself to him. "Yes...I just need you so much," he confessed.
He reared back, and slammed into me. I bit my lip to keep from screaming. He covered my mouth with his, muffling my cries, letting me give them to him. I let out short, high pitched sounds every time he bottomed out inside of me, again and again. I dug my nails into the small of his back as my body shuddered, and I felt myself tightening around him.
He massaged my tongue with his as his thrusts became more erratic, and we came together. I let out a sigh of contentment and ran my fingers through his short hair, he wiped the dampness from my forehead.
"Did you mess up my hair?" I teased, pushing him off of me and sitting up.
"Only a tiny bit," he said innocently.
"I can't arrive in beautiful Hawaii with sex hair!" I exclaimed with mock horror. I straightened out my dress and stood to examine myself in the wall mirror. This looked just like a bedroom anywhere else, except everything was nailed down.
"I think you'll look beautiful in Hawaii with sex hair," he said with a grin. "Might as well get used to it. Hate to tell ya, but I don't see many good hair days in your immediate future."
He lounged on the bed, smiling my reflection as he watched me pin loose hairs back into the pile on top of my head. He was still hanging out of his pants, mostly soft by now.
I found it incredibly sexy, and took it as a challenge.
I resisted the urge to cross the room and see how quickly I could get him hard again. I had to remind myself that we'll have plenty of time for that later.
"I'm glad you left those shoes on. They are really sexy," he said with a smirk.
"Don't they look familiar?" I asked.
"No, I figured they were new?" he said, wondering where I was going with this.
"These are Swan's," I said.
"Oh, ew!" he cried, rubbing his eyes with the heels. "No, no, no!"
There's one way to kill the mood for a little while.
"You didn't bring any of her clothes, did you?" he said.
"Jake, she's two sizes smaller than me," I said.
"Oh, yeah."
"Come on. Get yourself together. We've gotta go out there and pretend we haven't been back here going at it."
We were fairly successful at that, until Jake realized something.
"Hey, you know what? This whole trip, I can kiss you when ever I want, and there's nobody to yell, 'ew stop it!' "
I laughed, and we spent most of the remainder of the flight taking advantage of that.
When Max announced over the intercom that we were about to start our descent, my heart jumped.
"We're about to be in Hawaii!" I exclaimed, shaking Jake by the shoulders. He laughed and let me.
I felt like an excited three year old.
When we got off the plane, it was just as I'd hoped it would be. The sky was the bluest I'd ever seen in my life. It sure made what was usually above us in Washington look like dirty dishwater. We were surrounded by lush, tropical plants. Palm trees of course, but also pink ginger, hibiscus flowers, and lots more I didn't recognize, but fell in love with on the spot.
I was so entranced by it, I totally missed the loading of our bags into the sleek black rental car, and Max's departure. Jake's lips on my temple reminded me again of his presence.
"What do you think?" he wanted to know.
"It's incredible," I said softly. I took a deep breath of the fragrant air that swirled around us.
"I think so, too. Good call."
On the short ride to our villa, we were treated with more fantastic views. I shrieked when a volcano came into view.
"Oh my God, look!" I fumbled around in my purse for my camera. "I promised Asa I'd get a picture of a volcano for him."
Jake slowed the car down so that I could take the picture. Sadly, my eyesight was better than the camera's zoom. I frowned. The picture didn't quite do it justice.
"Don't worry. We haven't even been here an hour," he said, speeding up again, and reaching over to squeeze my knee. "We'll get closer to one at some point."
I knew he was right.
Our villa on the ocean did not disappoint. Just breathtaking.
The small, one bedroom house was painted a light, natural looking color that made it look like it belonged here. Much of the outside walls, however, were floor to ceiling glass. Rightly so. It would be a shame to miss a minute of this view.
"Wow," I breathed as I got out of the car.
The ocean smelled different here. Warmer, if that's a smell. The blue was comparable only to the sky above it, and my little birdies eyes. When I tore my eyes from the ocean as it rolled in, they were free to marvel at even more tropical plant life. This was the best I'd seen so far. These more deliberate arrangements were twice as colorful.
Screw the rules about not taking things off the islands, I'm getting some cuttings of these to take home. Asa couldn't come with us this time to Hawaii, but I'm going to bring some of Hawaii back to him. He could make a little tropical garden, and I could remember this trip forever.
I squealed when Jake scooped me up and started to carry me bridal style towards the house.
"Wait! What about our stuff?" I protested weakly.
"What stuff do we need? Clothes? We sure won't be needing any of those," he said, grinning down.
"There are some clothes, if you can call them clothes, in my bigger bag that are special. Things that are special, just for you, just for this trip," I said meaningfully.
He paused. "Okay. We'll grab that one bag, but the rest can wait."
So he brought in just that one, and he scooped me up again to carry me inside.
I detached him from me long enough that we could explore the place a little. It was decorated in soft, buttery yellows, and lots of bamboo. There were occasional splashes of bright green scattered about, too.
"I hope there's a nice big bathtub!" Jake exclaimed, and raced around to find the bathroom. From inside it, he called out.
"Oh my God!"
"What is it?" I asked following the sound of his voice.
"Ness, look. There's a TV in the bathroom!"
There it was, right in the wall, nestled in between the cabinets, a little flat screen.
"Nice," I commented.
He sat himself down on the closed lid of the toilet, which was conviently directly across from the TV.
"I wonder what channel ESPN is out here," he said fiddling with the remote.
I left him to play with the TV, while I went to find something to wear that would get him going. It wouldn't take much, but it was always fun to see his reaction.
I took a minute to admire the huge, four poster bed with cream colored curtains before choosing my outfit.
I selected a completely sheer, white nighty with lace trimming that didn't even come close to hitting my knees.
"Hmm," I said to myself as I dug through my bag. I'd kept it a secret from Jake, but I'd brought several of our favorite toys along.
I giggled, knowing as soon as I switched one of them on, he'd hear it and come running.
He's predictable, but loveable. I think I'll keep him.
Anthony

"Hey, you guys. Mom just texted me. They are at the villa," I said.
Xandra and Mollie jumped out of the bean bag chairs they'd been sitting in, and nearly hit the ceiling. "Our parents are off the continent!" Xandra cheered.
That'd been true for hours, but whatever.
Asa stood up on the couch and did a back flip off of it, landing easily on the floor behind it. "Let's eat some ice cream!" he screamed.
When Mollie and Xandra started running for the kitchen, he did too, trying to beat them even though they were closer and had a head start. I didn't look up from my book to see who won. I could hear them yelling about what kind they wanted.
"You ass, the Cherry Garcia is mine!" Xandra cried.
I don't know who she'd been talking to, they all laughed hysterically.
"You swore!" Asa said.
"It doesn't matter!" she countered.
"Oh, shit," Mollie said in a very deep voice for some unknown reason.
More laughter.
Swan was still on the other end of the couch from me, doing something on her laptop. She closed it and looked over at me.
"Please tell me I'm more mature then they are."
"What? Just because you don't like ice cream? That remains to be seen," I told her.
She kicked her shoes off and went to stick one of her feet in my face, "Smell my feet!" but I pushed it away.
"Just kidding," she said, folding her feet under herself. "I've got better things to do then act like an idiot, and you've got enough to put up with."
I shrugged.
"I can deal with some bad words and over eating," I said.
"If I were you, I'd ask for a new car," she advised. "I won't be surprised if they nearly burn this place down."
"As long as there are still five of us when they get back, I'll consider my job done."

A/N: So this is what I've been hinting at, the ten year anniversary. They've kicked off their vacation, next chapter is the actual anniversary. Let's all cross our fingers there is no type of structural damage or bodily harm while Mom and Dad are away lol.
If you review, the younger three will share their ice cream with you ;)
If you've never had Cherry Garcia, Ben and Jerry's makes it and I highly recommend you look into it.
Til next time, be safe ;)
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