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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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A/N: It's going to be mentioned briefly in this chapter, but just to clear it up since people have been asking, the Cullens live in Montana now. To use an over used phrase, my bad! Oops for not making that clear.
Renesmee

"What the Hell?"
My ears perked up. That was a strange thing to hear Swan muttering from the bathroom. Usually, everything goes just how you expected in there, you know? No surprises.
Next I heard a lot of opening and closing of cabinets and drawers. A lot. Enough that I felt compelled to stop what I was doing, and go knock on the door.
"Swan? What are you looking for?" I asked.
"Hang on a second!" she said. I stood at the door for a minute, until I heard her unlock it. Just her face peeked out through the crack.
"Um, I'm having an issue," she whispered.
"Okay. What's the matter?"
"I...um...I'm sort of...bleeding?" she said.
"Where?" I asked foolishly.
"There," she said meaningfully.
"Oh! Oh, okay. Oh, crap," I said. Somehow, I'd never had this problem. Obviously I did ovulate, and quite well, but I'd never had a period. Who knows why. Some of my inner workings are a mystery to even me. I figured my girls might not ever get a "monthly visitor" either. But at least when they were being home schooled by Nanna, she'd taught them basic health class stuff, things that they all knew may, or may not apply to them. Apparently this one did.
"Honey, I don't have anything for that," I said.
"I know! I looked!" she said, exasperated. "Don't tell anybody," she begged.
"I won't," I promised her. "Why don't I call Aunt Rachel, she can bring something over for you. Do you think you can hang in there until then?"
"I guess," she said. "Don't tell Dad."
"Trust me, he probably doesn't want to know."
"And I don't wanna hear any junk about the joys of becoming a woman," she added, closing the door on me and hiding her scowl.
Jake did poke his head in as I was sitting on our bed calling Rachel.
"Hey, pretty lady. What's going on?"
"Girl stuff. Super secret. Can't talk," I said quickly.
He held up his hands, palms out. "No further questions!" He headed back outside, to whatever noisy thing he and A.J. were doing with Embry out there.
I whispered to Rachel that Swan needed some "female supplies."
"Ooooooh," she said, knowingly. "I'm about to go drop off Grace to play at Emily's. I can swing by on the way. What kind does Swan want?"
"Um..."
"Pads? Tampons?"
"I didn't ask her, I have no idea."
"I'll bring both," she said.
Swan stayed upstairs until Rachel arrived.
"She's in her room," I told her. "Will you make sure...that she knows how to do it and everything?"
"I'll give her a little crash course," she assured me, and went to hand deliver the goods.
I knew nothing about it on a personal level, so I left it to Rachel. I heard them up there talking about wings and strings.
When Rachel came back downstairs, she patted me on the shoulder and whispered, "She's all set. I'll see you soon."
I decided it was best to just leave it alone, and go about our day. I didn't want her to be embarrassed.
I was grateful we had a nice distraction later that afternoon. We got another package from Montana.
"Read the card first!" I shouted over the din. They were all practically salivating, they usually dug into the surprise packages from my family like they were wild animals. It wasn't just me, Jake thought so, too. If he thinks they are acting up, that's pretty bad. When there were random gifts involved, manners went right out the window.
At least this time they'd let us bring it in off the porch to open it.
"Give me that," Swan demanded, snatching the card off the top of the box and tearing it open.
"Dear Fabulous Five," Swan speed read. "I hope you enjoy these things as much as we enjoyed picking them out for you! We love you, Aunt Alice, and Aunt Rose."
Then the tearing of cardboard and paper began. As usual, there were five smaller packages inside the large one.
"Mollie, quit shoving!" Anthony complained, trying to get in front of her.
"I can't find mine!" Asa whined. The poor kid looked like a runt fighting for food among his bigger siblings.
"Here!" Xandra said, throwing his small package at him. "Now move!" He was all too happy to do so, and scowled at her as he scurried away.
As the dust settled, they discovered their treasures. Asa had the smallest box, that's why his had been hardest to find. He'd gotten a couple dozen packages of seeds. He had mostly flowers, and three of them he'd never played with before, so he went straight to the back yard and got busy in the dirt.
A.J. looked disappointed at first. "More clothes?" he exclaimed with dismay. "It's like they think I accidently phase and ruin something everyday!" He pulled out the pairs of shorts one at a time, until he found something at the bottom that made him much happier. "Yes!" he hissed, holding up what I assumed was the newest version of some hand held game. I don't know what that thing was, but he was excited. He could take pictures with it, go online, and play games. That night he was talking to his uncles on it and playing games with them long distance. It did everything but cook you dinner.
Mollie and Xandra both got some movies to add to their collection of slasher flicks. I thought they were sort of gross, they found them hilarious. They had so much fun watching them together, and arguing about who was going to be next to get it, and how it would happen.
Swan gasped when she opened hers. It was a selection of high end organic makeup. "It's all un-scented, and hypo allergenic too!" she cried gleefully. This would hopefully resolve an issue she'd been having since she started wearing makeup. Her nose was so sensitive, that having the chemicals that were in a lot of beauty products right on her face bothered her. She knew it didn't smell like it to anybody else, but to her, her face stunk.
I was pretty sure Aunt Alice couldn't have seen Swan's big event, but somehow she always has great timing. The arrival of the gifts had really improved her mood that day.
Over the next several weeks, Swan really blossomed. Her clothes started to fit her differently as she filled out. Soon, she discovered something she really liked. Well, two things.
She was thrilled, Jake was horrified.
Taking her bra shopping at Target was surreal for me. She enjoyed it though. She ran her fingers across the racks of pretty, lacey things.
"Just grab a random one so we can figure out what size you are," I advised. "I bet probably a thirty four, or thirty six."
She held up a thirty four D, and looked at me questioningly.
"No, no. Let's start with some A's and B's. and see how those fit."
D as in, Daddy has a heart attack. But A is a-ok.
I handed her bra after bra over the dressing room door until we figured out her size. Then the real shopping began.
"Swan, calm down," I said as she was tossing lingerie into the cart, hardly looking at them first.
"What?"
"You need to give them a good look if you aren't going to try them all on. Few things are worse then an uncomfortable bra, I'm telling you."
"Oh, okay. I can see that," she said, and paused to thoughtfully look over a lace covered red one. It was quite a hot little number.
"What do you need that red one for?"
She had no idea why I was questioning her. "For red shirts?" she said with such total innocence that I felt bad for even asking.
"Right," I said, and thought of her massive wardrobe. "You're exactly right."
Since she liked to match, she got several pairs of panties, too. She was very pleased with her purchases, and spent the evening in her room trying them on. It had been a successful shopping trip, everything fit.
By late spring, she seemed like she was finally done growing, everywhere.
The day of the seasons first big beach gathering, she spent all morning getting ready. When she finally emerged from the bathroom upstairs, she was greeted by snickering from the twins.
"Holy shit. Do you want some fries with that shake, Swan?" Xandra said.
"Mouth, Alexandra! Knock it off, you two," I warned.
She strolled past Jake and I like a peacock strutting her feathers. His jaw nearly hit the floor, and I couldn't really blame him.
She had on a little pair of jean shorts, but that wasn't the worst of it. The fitted t-shirt she had on was too small, and she'd artfully ripped it down the front to allow room for her new shape, which was bursting out.
"Oh, my God," Jake moaned, putting his head in his hands.
In the living room, Swan was telling the twins that they were just jealous, and they probably both pee standing up.
"There's no way," Jake whispered to me desperately. "If we were just going over to Rachel's that would be different." I doubted that. "But this isn't just a pack thing. All kinds of people will be there. Guys will be there."
Oh, heavens. Not guys!
But I did agree with him, so as she was trying on different sandals, I went to go talk to her.
"Your nails look nice," I said to break the ice. "Did you do them with that kit you got when you went out with Aunt Rachel and Caroline?"
"Mmm hmm," she said, sliding her feet into a pair of wedge sandals that would rise her height to about five foot seven. "I like doing them myself. So why pay to have them done, right?" she said.
"Right."
Awkward pause.
"I'm not sure about that shirt," I said, as gently as I could.
"Why?" she said, stopping her shoe search and looking at me.
"Sweetie, you are such a beautiful young woman-"
"Mom, for God's sake!" she groaned, cutting me off. "Is it too much?"
"Too much," I said. We can have the big chat about respecting your body, and boys having wandering eyes another day. For now, all I wanted was for her to change out of that shirt, which she did.
She kept the shorts and high wedges on her feet, making her look much more leggy, but changed into a fitted t-shirt, that actually did fit her.
"Wait," Jake whispered when I came back downstairs.
"What?" I whispered back.
"What swim suit is she bringing?"
"She said she's not going in the water, she doesn't want to get her hair wet."
"Oh," he said, and slumped down in his seat at the kitchen table. "Good."
Standing beside him, I leaned over to look him right in the eyes. I knew he could see down my shirt, just a little. It was a dirty trick, but it worked.
"Hey," I whispered.
"Hey."
"She's fine. Do you think my parents never once vetoed an outfit when I was her age?"
He tried to suppress a smile as he looked past me at nothing.
"It was different when you did it."
I held back a laugh, and ended up with a snort. "How so?" I wondered.
"Because I liked those little shirts you used to wear around the house when your parents were hunting...the ones that showed your belly."
I shook my head and smiled down at the table, blushing a little. He sighed.
"I know she's fine, it's the boys," he said.
"Why aren't you worried about girls with A.J.?" I whispered. He scowled and shrugged.
"Who said I'm not?"
I dragged him into our room, and sat him on the bed so that we could talk in private. I stood in front of him and asked, "What if he wants to ask a girl out or something?"
"I dunno. He'd have to have himself under control if he wanted to...date somebody."
"You don't think he is?" Because I did.
"I guess he probably is, yeah," he admitted.
I leaned down and put my hands on his knees. "And what about Swan?"
"Why are we talking about this right now?" he whined.
"Because I think it's a good idea to decide what to do about inevitable things, before they happen. Or do you want me to make all the decisions, and you can just agree with me and come along for the ride?" I teased.
"Sounds good to me," he said with a sheepish grin.
"Quit acting like I know what I'm doing. I've never raised teenagers before either," I reminded him.
"You have such good instincts though."
"Well, so do you," I said. "Anyway, if Swan wants to spend time with a boy, I vote yes. I think she's old enough, and she can be trusted."
"Alright, but no boys with creepy windowless vans, or pickup trucks. No mini vans either, her curfew is staying the same, and we have to meet him first."
"About half of that sounds reasonable. Is that all?" I teased.
"No," he said, and thought for a minute. "Boys with SUV's will be considered on a case by case basis."
"Oh, Jacob," I sighed.
"Okay, fine. I know. You're right, I do trust her. Besides...if she needed to, she could crush all the bones in a guys hand before he even knew what hit him."
He still wasn't quite through however.
"Seriously though, no vans."
Swan

"Swan! Everybody else is already in the car, let's go!" Mom shouted from downstairs.
"I'm coming!"
Jeeze, how do I manage to be the last one out the door, pretty much everywhere we go. Well, today it was because I'd had to change purses, since I'd had to change part of my outfit at the last minute.
I looked awesome in that shirt. I knew the chances of making it out the door it in were slim, but I figured it was at least worth a shot. I'd had a backup outfit prepared just in case.
I quickly finished dumping the contents of yesterday's purse into today's, then ran downstairs and out the opened front door. I jumped in the back of the already running car, and my sisters gave me dirty looks, but I ignored them. So they had to wait like two more minutes, big deal. They'll get over it.
When we got to First beach, there were already tons of people everywhere. Lots I knew, but lots I didn't, too. As we got out of the car, I saw Dove Uley hanging out with some kids that looked about her age, and some that looked about mine, too. The age that I looked and felt, anyway. I felt like meeting some new people, and there were lots here. I'd be joining them at school on the rez next year. Mom and Dad said we'd probably stopped growing enough. They figured we might have a couple more good spurts in us, then we'd be done. Except for Asa that is. He'd probably start going to school in another year or two they said.
"I'm gonna go say hi to Dove," I announced as I started to walk away.
"Stay where we can see you," Dad said. Like I'll drown or something.
"Right, okay," I said, without turning around.
"What's up, other birdie?" I said when I reached Dove.
"Oh, hey! Are you here with your family?" she said, looking over my shoulder for them.
"Uh huh. What are you guys up too?" A few of them were on their knees, sifting through the sand. I'd had a dream about it, so I knew what they were doing. But it would have been a little creepy to say so.
"Just seeing if we can find anything cool in the sand," she answered.
My eyes roamed over the new faces.
"Guys, this is Swan," Dove said. She pointed everybody out to me. "This is Luke, and these are his sisters Emma and Caitlyn." Luke was obviously the oldest of the three. He looked eighteen or nineteen, Caitlyn looked like the youngest of this little group, probably only thirteen.
"This is Killian, and Nate." I'd have to guess that they were both around sixteen, maybe older. They, like Luke, all had that jet black hair that came at least down to their shoulders.
They all greeted me and I waved politely.
I got in the sand with them, and started looking sort of halfheartedly. I already knew what I was going to find, and where, but I didn't know when. Just that it wasn't right this minute.
I waited until I got the familiar feeling of deja vu. I looked up and Dove was standing, talking to Nate. She had the same expression she'd had in my dream, and Nate's hair was covering his face. I hadn't known who he was, but I had the image in my head, it was the same. When Dove's sister Pearl came up to talk to her, everything clicked. I knew that just to the left of Pearl, buried in the sand, was what I wanted.
I dug in the sand, easily finding a little piece of driftwood that was in the shape of the letter S.
"Nice," I murmured, quite pleased with myself. As I looked at it, the deja vu faded away, and I knew my vision had been fulfilled.
"How'd you find that so quick?" I looked up to see Nate giving me a friendly grin. I hadn't realized he'd been watching me. I smiled at the sand and just repeated what my mom has always told me.
"Cause I'm special."
*Jacob*
I watched Swan with a close eye, and scrutinized any guy who came within five feet of her. I heard one saying he liked her shoes...pervert.
"Hey," I said, turning to my sister who was seated in the sand next to me. "Who's that kid, do you know his parents?"
Her eyes went wide. "Don't you know?"
"Know what?" I demanded.
She spoke in a hushed whisper. "That's Killian. His dad is the infamous La Push strangler!" She pretended to choke herself. "Mostly squirrels."
Ness, on the other side of me, was shaking with silent laughter.
"Come on, Rachel!" I moaned.
"I dunno, he's just some kid!"
"I'm glad you find this so hilarious. In five or six years, I'm gonna be laughing at you, you know."
"Go ahead," she said with a shrug. "I'm confident that I'll raise my children right, and they'll be ready for whatever life throws at them by the time they are teenagers."
I decided to ignore her, and rested my head in Nessie's lap. She ran her fingers through my hair and cooed, "Aw, poor Daddy."
She laughed at me with Rachel, what a traitor!
"Great, not you too," I said, looking up at her.
"Get over it Jacob, Little birdie has little boobies," Rachel said.
I groaned and covered my eyes.

A/N: Aw, poor daddy indeed! He'll get over it though. With all these new experiences, keep in mind that a kiss is just a kiss, flirting is just flirting, and not everything ends up being true love, but then again, it has to start somewhere. ;)
Must mention Steph. I stole Xandra's line about wanting some fries with that shake from her. ;)
If I've made you smile, I hope you'll return the favor!
Til next time, be safe ;)
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