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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
- 13
- 14
- 15
A/N: This is a bad chapter to interrupt your reading, I know. But some of you may be wondering why there are no more chapter titles. Like I said before, all of AGU was kicked off of fanfiction dot net by those pussies. It was in the last chapter that I downloaded from that site into one document what I had so far of part III, which included all of the chapter titles. The rest I have saved in the individual documents that I actually wrote them in, and I don't usually include the title in those. However one of my readers (thanks Sarah!) is awesome and has all of part III saved in her phone, and is going to get me a list of the titles. So once I have them, I'll go back and add them in. That is all :)
Mollie

I was going to show him, and I was going to show him real good. I’d make him sorry, and he sure will be once I’m gone.
I didn’t let that asshole see me cry though, not one tear, but I was sure letting them loose now.
What the Hell is wrong with him, can’t he see we are perfect for each other? If he’s that thick, then I can’t let it be my problem. He can’t look at me the way he does, tell me how good I smell and then just reject me like that. I don’t need to stay here and be lead on, I don’t have to put up with it, and I won’t.
I zipped my full backpack and decided it was time to dry my eyes, and get on with it already. I pulled out my phone to get on the Internet, and held back tears when I thought of how happy I’d been when he called me earlier. A lot had changed in just a couple of hours.
I pulled up the bus company’s site, and tried to find out how much it would cost me to get from here, to Montana. All of us had emergency credit cards that Mom gave us when we started school.
“You’ll probably never need to use these. Getting a snack on the way home from school is not an emergency,” Mom had said.
I considered this an emergency.
I had more than enough for a one way ticket, I’d have extra for food along the way, too. Maybe I could hunt on the way, a deer would last me longer than a sandwich.
I wondered if there was anybody who would give me a ride to the bus station. My brother and Aunt Rachel were out for sure, they’d never do it. For half a second, my whacked out brain actually thought that Seth would take me. I shook the thought away as quickly as I could. It had been automatic, he’d always been there for whatever I needed. A ride, a stick of gum, anything. Once, I texted him from school and told him how annoyed I was that the vending machine was out of my favorite flavored water. So what does he do? Since he just happened to be “in the neighborhood” of the school right before lunch, he brought me one. He tried to act like it wasn’t a big deal, but it sorta was.
With my favorite chauffeur no longer on the job, I’d have to get to my bus on foot. I could do it, but it wouldn’t be fun. I looked at a map and quickly memorized the route I’d take to the bus station. I figured out the places I could cut though the woods, I’d take the most zig zaggy way I could. I knew as soon as somebody noticed I was gone, they’d be out looking for me, and I didn’t want to be found.
I knew when I got to Montana, I’d be welcomed with open arms. I’d call on the way, just to be polite, but I knew Aunt Alice would have already seen coming. I was very confident that I’d reach my destination. If she’d wanted to stop me, she’d have already called Mom and busted me.
After punching in my credit card number, I hesitated as my finger hovered over the little red button that would confirm my purchase. I thought of Xandra. She would understand, she knew how I felt about Seth. If I couldn’t count on him anymore, at least I had Xandra. I wished she were home so I could at least tell her goodbye.
I wasn’t sure how long I’d be gone. I’d stay until I could look at Seth without wanting to scream, or cry. It would probably be a while.
I thought of Mom, downstairs, having no clue what I was about to do. She’d probably cry...a lot. I felt bad, but she had no idea what this was like, she’d always had Dad.
Sometimes, not very often, I dared to hope that maybe I was Seth’s imprint. It seemed possible, he was always around. Then again, he was lifelong friends with Dad. He moved when we did, but that was only because he couldn’t stand living with his mother. My grandparents were the type of kind people who would take somebody in, when they didn’t have anywhere else to go. I figured he’d come back to La Push when we did because he’d missed it here. We all had.
That was all just a silly fantasy. If it were true, things never would have gone down the way they had, now I knew for sure and I’d have to give it up.
I took a deep breath, and hit the button to buy my ticket. My bus left in two hours, I’d have plenty of time to get to the station. I grabbed my bag, jumped out the window, and started running as fast as I could.

Seth

I knew I shouldn’t have let her leave the second she was out of my sight. I could have told her the truth, or we could have gone to talk to Jake and Ness, together. I could have done something, anything. I felt sick to my stomach, and everywhere else, too. Denying her the way I had went against my very D.N.A. My body was not reacting well. I felt like I was having a violent allergic reaction to something.
Imprinting has a lot to do with fate, and this is apparently what happens when you go against it.
I wasn’t sure how I ended up on the porch with my head between my knees, but that’s where I was when my phone went off. It scared the Hell out of me, and jolted me out of my stupor. Ness’s name came up on the display.
“Is she okay?” I answered.
“You’ve gotta come over,” she said. “She needs to know, and we think you should be the one to tell her.”
I frantically started looking around for my keys.
“Seth?” Nessie said.
“Yeah, I’m here. I’m coming, I mean. I’m coming.”
I only had the patience to look for my keys for about another thirty seconds, I decided to just run. I didn’t phase, because I didn’t feel like screwing around with tying clothes to my leg. I was so upset, I had to work at fighting it. I wasn’t even sure how much time had passed since she left, but I felt like a rubber band that had been stretched almost to the point of breaking, full of tension, now finally released. With all that stored up tension, I sprang out of the lawn, across the rez.
I knew I’d have to beg for Mollie’s forgiveness, I had a lot of groveling to do. I’d tell her the truth though, all of it. I hoped that would at least give me a few points.
I allowed myself to feel just a little happy. After all, this was what I’d been waiting for. I sure hadn’t pictured it happening like this. So what though? It wouldn’t matter if we had a bumpy start, tomorrow it would be behind us, and we could start our lives together.
She’d forgive me, she just had to.
She’d probably scream at me some more first though. I was okay with that, I fully deserved it. First, I had to make her understand.
When I saw Ness standing out front alone, I got even more anxious than I already was. I didn’t like the look on her face.
“Hey,” she said as I approached her. “Don’t freak out.”
“Um, okay,” I said.
“Mollie ran off-”
I felt my knees go weak.
“What?! Why aren’t you looking for her!”
“Seth! I said, don’t freak out! Just listen to me. Alice said she’s been watching her, she’s trying to get to Montana.”
“Oh, fuck,” I said, putting my head in my hands.
“Stop talking, Seth,” she said gently. “The reason we are still here, is because Alice told Jake and I not to look for her. We were about to, but she called and stopped us. You’re the one who has to go find her.”
I nodded, not sure if I was allowed to talk yet.
“She’s more than ready.” I could tell she was getting choked up. “We weren’t trying to keep you guys apart or anything. You know that, right?”
“I know,” I said, and I meant it.
“It’s just...it’s hard to know for sure. For what it’s worth, we’re really sorry for waiting this long.”
For a moment I was able to stop thinking about Mollie, and see how guilty Nessie felt. I wondered if Jake felt the same way, and that was why he wasn’t out here. I pulled her into a hug and said, “You don’t have anything to be sorry for.”
She sighed. “I’m not so sure about that, but you’d better go. Aunt Alice said you should head east.”
We released each other, and I agreed to let her know when I’d found her.
I’d really screwed up, I’d upset her so badly she was trying to run halfway across the country to get away from me.
I found her scent quickly, and followed her trail. I’d know that scent anywhere. I could hear her labored breathing before I actually spotted her. I just had to catch up to her, and tell her the truth, then it would all be okay.
She was easy to see, I recognized the bright purple back pack with the patches and pins all over it.
“Mollie!” Her hearing wasn’t strong enough. I got a little closer, and called out again, as loud as I could.
“Mollie!”
She didn’t turn around, but I knew she’d heard me that time, because she started running even harder.
“I’m sorry, just let me explain!” I shouted.
She ignored me.
I was only a few yards away from her now.
“I know you can hear me! Just wait a minute!”
She continued to ignore me.
“Please, Mollie!”
Fine then, we’ll do this this hard way.
I tackled her to the ground, forming my arms into a protective cage around her.
“Let me explain!” I pleaded again.
“Let you explain what?!” she screamed, beating furiously on my chest. “How you suddenly give a shit about me, now that I won’t be here for you to toy with anymore?”
She struggled against me. I let her push me off of her, I didn’t want her to hurt herself. She was already huffing and puffing from the exertion of running so hard.
“Just listen!”
She stood and angrily threw her bag on the ground. “Fuck you, Clearwater!”
Her saying my last name with such spite hurt even more then if she’d used my first, because that was the one I wanted to give to her someday.
“What could you possibly have to say that could make this any better?” she demanded to know.
“Just calm down,” I said.
She glared at me. I took a step towards her, and she took one back.
“Shh, it’s okay,” I said.
She was shaking with anger. I hated looking at her tear stained face, knowing I did that to her.
I took another step towards her. Her expression didn’t change, but she stayed put this time. She was just barely close enough to touch. Hesitantly, I reached my hand out. She stayed perfectly still as I cradled her face with my hand.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you before, but I love you Mollie.”
Tears started streaming down her face again.
“You do not,” she argued.
“I do.”
“Then why would you push me away!” she cried.
“I was afraid if I moved to fast your parents wouldn’t let me see you. I can’t imagine anything worse then that, so I just couldn’t risk it. I’m so sorry, I promised them I would wait until they said you were old enough.”
She looked confused, who could blame her?
“You’re my imprint,” I said.
Her jaw dropped.
“Didn’t you know?” I asked softly.
“I...I hoped. I thought...maybe. It seemed to good to be true. I didn’t think I could ever be that lucky,” she squeaked. I couldn’t tell if she believed me or not. I’d have to tell her everything I could to prove it. I had to make sure she had no doubt that I'd loved her right from the beginning, so I figured that's where I should start.
"I knew it before you were even born. Even before you had a name, I knew I loved you. You were baby B, the smaller one."
She was listening closely. Good.
"Then when you were born and you...I was outside listening, you couldn't breathe at first. I knew my life wouldn't be worth living if...if you..." I couldn’t even think it. “Life just wouldn't be worth living without you. I decided if you didn't breathe, I wouldn't either. Maybe I was over reacting because of how important you are to me, but I couldn't. I didn't take a breath until you did.”
"Seth," she said softly, but I wasn't done yet.
"When you were on that machine to help you breathe, I used to sit outside your window at night just to make sure you were okay. I knew you were well cared for, it’s not like everybody was asleep, your grandparents were there, but I still couldn't leave you. I wished I could give you every breath in my lungs, wished I could breathe for you and I was so angry at myself that I couldn't."
I let the tears stream down my face, refusing to be the slightest bit ashamed at how deep my feelings for her were.
"Seth," she said, but I was still going.
"In the mornings your mom would sing to you guys. I'd stay through the first song, then I'd be satisfied you were okay, and I'd go home and try to sleep. Sometimes. I hadn't even seen you yet. You two were both so sensitive to light, the windows to your room were blacked out. It was so awful, I just wanted to see you."
She trembled as she reached out her hands to place them on my chest. I felt the crackle of the electricity between us when her skin touched mine.
"Shh," she whispered. "Stop. It's okay. I'm okay now."
She looked up at me, her gaze comforting me.
"I love you so much, Mollie. You know that right? I'm so sorry for today. God, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me for not telling you sooner. Please," I begged, placing my hands over hers.
"I know. It's okay."
"You aren't angry with me?" I asked.
She shrugged.
"We just took a little detour is all, the scenic route. But we're here now, that's the important thing," she said with a small smile.
I squeezed her hands. "That’s just how I thought of it. I love you," I said again.
"I love you," she returned, her smile growing wider. "Hey, can you do something for me? Then you can consider yourself forgiven for acting like a dick head," she said, giving me a light, playful shove. I stumbled back, but grabbed her around her waist keeping her close to me.
"Anything you want," I promised. "I'm serious. Anything."
"Don't ever call me kiddo again!" she said with a cute little growl.
"I won't, I swear. It’s cute though, why don't you like it?"
"It has the word kid in it!" she said.
"Okay, I see your point," I admitted.
"That was for the old Seth and Mollie, this is a new Seth and Mollie."
I held her a little closer, her arms wound around the small of my back felt amazing.
"Right. I guess you need some new nick names. Got anything in mind?" I asked.
"Hmm. I like baby," she said.
"You hate kiddo, but you like baby?" I teased.
"It's totally different!" she insisted with giggle.
"Okay, whatever you say. I like that one. How about sweetheart?" I asked.
"I like that one, too."
"Honey?" I said.
"That's a good one."
“Pookie?" I joked.
She burst out laughing. “That is ridiculous, no way!"
"Okay, no to that one, but we've got a few Mollie approved terms of endearment, that's a good start," I said.
"I think so too," she agreed.
"Let's test some out," I said.
"Okay," she said, giving me that beautiful smile.
The wonderful realization washed over me, that I can tell her now. I can tell her how beautiful she is.
"That’s what I like to see, that smile. You're so beautiful, sweetie," I said softly.
"I like that. Very good," she whispered.
“Good," I said, gently cupping her face with my hands. I ran my thumbs over the dried tears on her face. "I'm not ever gonna make you cry like that again," I promised.
"I know," she said.
She put her head on my chest, squeezing me tight. I felt so relieved.
“I love you,” I said, lightly stroking her back with my fingertips. I just couldn’t stop saying it. She didn’t seem to mind, and sighed happily.
“I love you, too.”
I was so full of joy, I was holding back laughter.
I hated to say it, but I had to. “I should probably take you home.”
She looked up with a scowl. “That is the last place I want to be right now. They all knew, didn’t they?”
I couldn’t lie to her.
“Yeah...but don’t be so hard on them. Your mom feels bad.”
She shrugged. “Well, so did I. I guess we are even then.”
I should probably stay out of it, but I hoped later I’d be able to get her to lighten up on them all. For now, I was content to just hold her. I listened to the steady rhythm of her heart beat, and her slow, relaxed breathing.
“Hey, Seth?” she said, ending a comfortable silence.
”Yeah?” I said.
“Aren’t you glad I’m a girl?” she asked.
“What?”
“I mean, when I was born. My mom said she knew she was having either two girls, or two boys, she didn’t know which. So, weren’t you glad when you found out were were girls?”
I threw my head back and laughed. “I kinda assumed you would be.” She smirked at me, and started to laugh, too. Laughing together felt just as nice as holding her did. “But yeah, now that you ask, I’m very glad you’re a girl.”

A/N: And now random thoughts, kinda some background info. I wonder, if you guys wonder how Seth spent all that time outside the house when the twinnies were born, and nobody noticed. Do I really expect you to believe that? No. They probably did know he was out there, but had their hands quite full, and assumed he was keeping the pack updated and just checking on them. As for Edward, of course he’d have known the truth. I really can’t see him dropping that bomb on Jake and Nessie right then, especially considering the way Jake reacted when they did find out. I think he’d have stayed out of it, much the way Alice did in these past couple of chapters until things really started going wrong.

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I’m so glad to have finally shared this with you guys, nobody has been waiting for it longer than me lol.
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