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

C'est La Vie (This Is Life)

Chapter Seventeen

Jacob Black

Time seemed to pass by very quickly, too fast for my liking. I hated how every moment I wanted to last slips under my hands while other moments, ones of great grief and pain, lasted for what seemed like centuries. What makes it even worse that I was beginning to sound like Edward when I think that way.

It was ridiculous, really. I never thought would say this, me, the Jacob Black, the one that had never given much thought to how time passes, how fast or how slow, just as long as he's content. So, yes, I was content...at the moment. But I was getting greedy; I didn't want this to end.

The slight thought of what my daughter might go through sent me thinking about this, over and over again. It was all too much for me to bear.

I had my own moments of selfishness, and I'm ashamed I had those to start with. Sometimes I wondered if Sarah could turn out like Leah, like a "she wolf" or something. But, that I knew was truly selfish. I wouldn't have chosen this life for myself and I should never wish the same for her. I mean, I was happy; I was married and I had two amazing children that, if it wasn't for this wolf shit, I wouldn't have had any of this. But, like we all hated the idea of having one of our friends share our same fate- with the up sides it has-, I should hate this idea.

But I didn't.

The twins took their time growing up this year; now they both look like 9-year-olds, maybe Colby could pass for ten, too. He was quite tall for his age- well, the age he appeared to be anyways. Claire was going crazy about that, too. Apparently, and I quote, "everyone is growing up and she's stuck at the age of 11", and that someday they would both grow older than her and she would still be "just a kid". Good news, she didn't have to worry; Carlisle said that by the age of three, which is in a couple of months, they would start growing normally, year by year. The only thing was, they would start that looking like 13-year-olds.

Nessie told me about their super freaky twin communication thing. Private thoughts? Who would've thought? As if they needed more ways to get closer to each other. I swear those kids have a bond I haven't seen between Rachel and Becca, and they're also twins.

But Mom wasn't a half-vampire after all.

"Honey?" Nessie called, shifting beside me on the bed. I looked down at her questioningly."What are you doing now? It's 3am and you have work." I shrugged.

"Sorry; had a lot on my mind," I said. She sighed and closed her eyes again.

"I know what you mean," she mumbled before sleeping again like a peaceful angel.

I closed my eyes, too, and concentrated on sleeping so I wouldn't blow up some car tomorrow in the garage. Sarah and Colby were invited to spend the day with Rachel and Paul at their house tomorrow, so we'd have to drop them there before heading to work. Yeah, Nessie's coming with me tomorrow. She hadn't been there since we found out about Morgan- I shuddered at the thought- and she wanted to spend the day with me. I welcomed the idea very much; I didn't want to leave her home alone, besides, who would object to that?

The next thing I felt were two very demanding hands shaking me awake.

"Wake up, Daddy!" Sarah urged from beside me on the bed while Colby pulled from the other side.

"We're going to be late!" he protested. I sighed.

"Good morning to you, too," I mumbled. Sarah and Nessie laughed while Colby kept pulling on my shirt."Okay, I'm up." I felt like the roles were switched. Or was it only me that everyone always wakes up?

I got up and kissed the three of them before I headed to the bathroom and took a quick shower and such. I changed into one of the T-shirts I saved for work; I didn't care if they were ruined for good.