-Renesmee-

da the time we landed for THE LAST TIME, I was really tired, despite sleeping like a rock the entire time.

"Emmett is going to personally ensure your permanent skin tone becomes bright red," Jacob remarked.

I scowled at him; I hated that I blushed so frequently.

"But I like it," he grinned. "It makes te look cute."
"Are te on his side o mine?" I almost growled at him. I was NOT in the mood for this.
"Yours," he said, still grinning.
"Great. Then please be più supportive."
"Yes, ma'am," he said, saluting me.
"Whatever," I mumbled as we stepped into the cab.

* * *

da the time we reached Forks, I was still incredibly tired.

The last thing I remembered was steeping out of the cab, and making it eight steps before my legs folded underneath me and Jacob's warm arms catching me before I fell.

I blinked my eyes closed, too exhausted to move.