New Moon

Nessie looked out the window of the car that her Dad was driving. His favorite car, of course -- the fastest one, the Aston Martin V12 Vanquish -- as she thought about her past and her future.

She figured her Dad was probably reading her mind right now, then remembered he tried to giver her privacy when he could. She missed her Mom... Bella had decided to go out to Jacksonville to visit with Grandma Renée for the first time since becoming a vampire. Nessie figured it was because she felt bad about spending so much time with her Grandpa Charlie or something like that, but she knew the real reason.

Her Mom missed Jacob.

Nessie missed Jacob.

"Nessie?" She turned and looked at her Dad, sighing. He must have known, right? How hard this was? "Do you want to talk?"

She shook her head. Nessie wasn't ever one who was good at talking; words just didn't seem to come to her easily, not like images. Not like memories and feelings she could show people when she touched them. "Grandpa Carlisle is already in Albany and everything's okay, right, Daddy?" That was a safe topic, she figured. Nothing to do with losing her best friend in the whole world.

Edward Cullen nodded his head as he drove faster than he had before. "Carlisle has the house ready, and all of our paperwork, as well. You'll be attending the high school in Conway, because the town doesn't appear to have a good one of its own. I'll be at the university along with Alice and Jasper. I'm still not certain if Em and Rosalie wish to go back to college, or to just enjoy married life with Donovan."

She'd known all of this already. It was just one of those things she wanted to hear again to pass the time so she wouldn't have to talk about Jacob.

Edward, though, kept looking at his daughter carefully. He was concerned for her -- Jacob had imprinted on Renesmee, but had never told her of it because she hadn't been old enough yet. He had died without her ever knowing, although the rest of the family knew. It was a tight line for the Cullens to walk, but Edward was bound to protect his daughter's feelings along with Bella's. It was the reason he had suggested the visit with Renée in the first place.

Nessie looked back out the window at the world passing her by quickly, and fell into silence again.

I don't want to talk about him, Daddy.

"I know," Edward replied aloud, the familiar telepathic communication slipping into place.

I loved him. I didn't have any other friends.

He nodded his head in understanding. Although he and Jacob Black had not always been the best of friends, he could not begrudge the boy his affection for Renesmee. Around him, Edward saw his daughter grow and blossom. He was worried now, but hopeful that Nessie's idea of a change in scenery would assist in her grieving process.

Do you think I'll ever find someone like Jake again, Daddy?

Edward smiled to himself, amused that although Nessie had said she didn't want to talk about him, that was exactly what she was doing. "I think so, Nessie. I hope so." He turned to look at his daughter. "No one can resist you, after all."

Nessie smiled a little at that and hoped it was true. It was a new school, a new town, new everything, and it had hurt her to leave Forks and Grandpa Charlie and the whole Quileute tribe at La Push, but she needed to get away. She needed to stop crying over Jake and Nessie figured her Mom did, too.

So, New Hampshire, it was.

Thank you for doing this, Daddy.

"Anything for you, Nessie," Edward answered as they neared their new home and new life.