Just an idea that popped into my head while I was trying to get some sleep. Most of the time insomnia is a pain, but I'm glad that I couldn't get to sleep that night. Enjoy.

I don't own Twilight.

A breeze drifted over the cliffs where my family stood. With the breeze came the salty taste of the ocean below us. I looked over the cliff and grinned widely. This was a good day for cliff-diving.

I looked over at my young son Patrick. He looked positively terrified. Bella put her hands on his shoulders and kneeled down slightly to his eye-level.

"Are you sure you want to do this? You don't have to prove anything to Daniel." she said to him, glancing over her shoulder at Daniel Uley, Sam's son. Daniel was two years older than Patrick, and often acted as a big brother to him. And, like a big brother would, he dared Patrick to do something that scared him to death.
Patrick gulped and nodded slowly. "I have to do this, mom. I don't wanna let Danny think I'm a wimp like Carter."
"Patrick!" Bella scolded lightly. "Carter is a year younger than you. It's not nice to say things like that about him when he isn't as big as you or Daniel." Patrick mumbled a quick apology before scuffling over to me. He grabbed my hand and squeezed it as tightly as a six-year-old boy could manage.

"You'll protect me, right Daddy?" he asked me, looking up at me with his chocolate brown eyes.

"I'll make sure nothing goes wrong, I promise." I swore.

"Pinky promise?" he questioned, holding up his tiny pinky finger. I reached out mine and pinky swore. He released my hand and took off his over-sized t-shirts. He handed it to Bella and walked over to Daniel. Bella pulled me aside and looked me straight in the eyes.

"Jake, don't you dare let him go when you jump." she ordered. I chuckled and kissed her lips lightly.
"Bells, I won't let anything happen to Patrick. He's safe in my hands." I assured her. She kissed me again and called over to Patrick. He ran over and took my hand again. Bella stepped back and joined the rest of the family. I looked over the cliff once more and examined the waters.
"Are you ready, Pat?" I asked my son. He nodded and lifted his arms. I pulled him into mine and waited for him to wrap himself tightly around me. I took a deep breath before getting a running start. We flew over the cliff, and my arms tightened around Patrick instinctively.
"Woohoo!" I shouted gleefully. I loved the feeling of the wind rushing around me. Patrick opened his eyes and let out a scream of excitement. We hit the water with a resounding slap.

I pushed myself up to the surface and laughed when Patrick let out a sigh of relief. He still had a choke-hold on my neck, but I didn't mind. I raised my hand and waved up to the party that was leaning over the highest cliff. I spotted Bella and shouted up to her. She called back to me and smiled.

"So Patrick, was that as bad as you thought it'd be?" I inquired, kissing his forehead.

"No way! I bet Daniel is so jealous that I was brave enough to do it and he wasn't!" Patrick exclaimed.

"I guess you have something to rub in his face now, huh?"

What'd'ya think? Did you enjoy? Hmm? Should I start making a collection of one-shots about the Black family?
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-Tay