Lunar Legacies

Chapter Three

DISCLAIMER: I didn't create these gorgeous people, Stephanie Meyer did. I just play around with them.

Renesmee and Jacob spent the rest of the afternoon in the meadow, talking about their next steps. The idea of leaving Forks, of venturing into the unknown, was both thrilling and terrifying. Renesmee knew she would have to tell her family soon, but for now, she wanted to savor this moment with Jacob, where the world seemed to shrink down to just the two of them.

As the sun dipped lower, casting long shadows across the clearing, Jacob leaned back on his elbows, gazing up at the sky. "So," he began, his voice thoughtful, "where do you think we should start?"

Renesmee hesitated, pulling her knees up to her chest as she considered his question. "I don't know. I've never been anywhere else, really. Maybe we should start by looking for others like me... or maybe there's something in my past we haven't uncovered yet."

Jacob nodded, his expression serious. "Maybe. Carlisle might know something, or we could check some of the places he's been. Or, there's always the Denali clan in Alaska-they might have more information about hybrids."

Renesmee thought about her extended family, the Denali coven, who were close allies of the Cullens. It made sense to visit them-they had always been fascinated by her, and they might know more about the strange feeling that had been growing inside her. But still, the thought of leaving her family behind, even temporarily, filled her with a sense of loss.

"It's going to be hard to leave," she admitted quietly, tracing patterns in the grass with her fingers. "I've never been away from them for more than a few days."

Jacob reached out, covering her hand with his. "I know. But you're not alone, Ness. We'll do this together, and you can always come back if it doesn't feel right."

His reassurance gave her strength. "You're right. I just... I don't want them to worry."

"They'll understand," Jacob said confidently. "They've always known you're different, that you might need to figure things out on your own at some point."

Renesmee nodded, knowing he was right but still feeling the weight of the decision pressing down on her. "We should go back and tell them," she said after a moment. "They'll need time to adjust to the idea."

Jacob sat up, giving her a reassuring smile. "Then let's do it. No point in waiting."

As they made their way back through the forest, Renesmee's heart pounded in her chest. She knew her family would support her-they always had-but she couldn't shake the feeling that this would be a turning point in all their lives. By the time they reached the Cullen house, the sky was beginning to darken, and the first stars were appearing overhead.

The house was lit from within, warm light spilling out of the windows, making it look even more like the sanctuary it had always been. Renesmee took a deep breath, bracing herself for the conversation ahead, and pushed open the door. Jacob followed close behind, his presence a steadying force.

Inside, the family was gathered in the living room. Edward and Bella were on the couch, speaking quietly with Carlisle, while Esme was arranging a stack of books on a nearby table. Alice and Jasper sat by the window, their eyes distant as they discussed something in low tones. Emmett and Rosalie were in the corner, Emmett gesturing animatedly as he told some kind of story, Rosalie laughing softly beside him.

All conversation stopped as soon as Renesmee and Jacob entered the room. The family turned to look at them, a mix of curiosity and concern in their eyes. Renesmee swallowed hard, glancing at Jacob for support. He gave her a small nod, encouraging her to speak.