Renesmee: Shooting Stars (Sequel To Rising Sun) *COMPLETED* WATTY AWARDS 2012

Discovery

Chapter Eleven

It really was perfect. The little wooden canoe that rested on the side of the river that wasn't that far away from our home was amazingly made. And I knew who made it.

Jacob. My Jacob.

"I remembered when you told me that one day that you wanted to try fishing like Billy and Charlie," Jake said. Oh...

Flashback

"And why can't I go see them now?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at Jacob. He rolled his eyes at me and sat down on his knees to be on the same level of my eyes. I must admit, here he was, on his knees, and I still looked up. I knew I was tall for my age, which was only a year and a half. But Jacob still managed to make me look up at him, even on his knees.

"Because they're fishing," he reasoned, playing with my curls. I cocked my head to one side.

"Is it fun?" I asked,"I know what fishing it is. Technically, from the books and stuff. But is it fun, Jake?" I asked, a hint of excitement covering my voice. He half-smiled.

"I suppose it is," he answered,"I went with Billy a few times, you know," he informed. I grinned.

"Really?" I said,"Can you take me fishing?" I asked,"Please," I added. He kissed my forehead.

"Maybe some day," he said,"But not now. You're too short to hold the fishing hooks." I sighed.

"And I'm too young to cliff-dive and too weird to go to school and too-" I started but he cut me off.

"Nessie..." he said."You're special," he said,"Not weird. And, yes, sometimes you just have to wait to try a few stuff," he said and chuckled to himself,"I know Billy told me that a lot when I was little." I hugged his neck.

"So, you promise to take me fishing?" I asked to confirm. He nodded in my shoulder.

"I promise. Whenever the time is right," he promised.

End Flashback

"And now the time is right," I mused,"I almost forgot about that. I'm surprised you remember." He laughed.

"I never forget anything when it comes to you, Ness," he said and kissed the top of my head."Never," he promised. I hugged him.

"Thank you, Jake," I said,"This is the best gift I'd ever received," I added.

"My pleasure," he said,"Now do you want to try to fish?" he asked and leaned down to get the hooks from the canoe, handing me one. I nodded excitedly.

"Sure, sure," I said. He took my hand and helped me in, steadying the canoe with his other hand. He followed soon and used his hands to push us into the water. This push was strong enough to make us flow slowly with the direction of the water. After a few seconds, we came into a stop.

"Now," he said and sat behind me, one hand on my right hand that held the hook and the other snatched the end of the hook and placed the smallest shrimps I had ever seen there."This is what the fish would eat," he murmured in my ear and kissed me there before continuing,"Get a good grip on the wood and throw it, just not too strongly. Just enough to stretch it," he instructed and I did as he said,"Perfect," he commented,"Now, hold the hook with the palm of your hand a little up," he said and held my hand a little up, turning my palm,"Can you sense it? The water, I mean?" He said and I was surprised I actually did.

"Yeah," I breathed,"I guess now I should wait for the fish to eat it?" I asked. He nodded in my shoulder.

"Can you see the little ball there?" he asked,"The one that's half-floating?" I nodded,"If you don't feel the fish with your palm, you should see it vibrating harder. That means there's something moving down there." He said that and I felt it move."Now gently snatch it out so the fish is hooked, then get it out of the water quickly before it has a chance to try to escape."