This is my version of what happens in New Moon a year AFTER Edward leaves. I love the books just the way they are, but it's a fun little project for me to work on. I love Jacob and while reading the books there was a small part of me that wanted the books to go in this direction. It's totally just for fun so please don't take it seriously, I know I'm not Stephanie Meyer and I'm not trying to be her.

Like I was saying, it takes place after Edward leaves Bella. Bella and Jacob do end up starting a relationship… but what does Edward think of that when he comes back because he can no longer live without Bella. Who will she choose? With the two greatest loves that anyone could dream of whom would you choose?

I live in Seattle and my best friend lives in Port Angeles, her husband working in La Push (A Twilight fans dream, I know). Being close to all the Twilight locations man "mania" I find a lot of ideas running through my head of how I want this story to turn out. I guess we'll just see. Leave comments and let me know what you think. Hope you all enjoy!

Chapter one:

Sometimes it surprised me how easily I had learned to live as only half a person. To see rain pouring down around me, never feeling wet. To see the sun high in the sky while shivering from the coldness. I stared out my bedroom window at the wet surroundings; Forks had become my comfortable prison. This had been the place where I had experienced some of the greatest moments in my life and had it ripped away from me. There were times where I wasn't sure if I believed the last year of my life or not. I expected to wake up from a long and involved dream, or at times what seemed like a nightmare. A year ago it felt as if I had been pushed into that very nightmare. Not the kind that haunts you in your sleeps and wakes you with a startle. This was a nightmare that gripped onto everything that I was, to the things that I loved. It didn't care if I was sleeping or awake. It turned the things I enjoyed most into painful reminders that seemed to shatter the world around me. When it took hold of me it felt as if the floor beneath my feet had dropped and I was free falling into nothing. I had nothing to grasp onto and there was no solid ground that would find me. The days fell with me and eventually turned into months, time passed with little concern to me. This was up until six months ago when I had finally found my rock in a world that was falling around me.

I sat in my room staring out the window at the wind rustling the trees and grey skies above. The irregular rhythm of the falling raindrops became a soothing white noise in the background. This was typical Washington weather for this time of the year. I had a book in one hand but was unable to read. My mind was filled with idle thoughts right now. I thought about everything from school and friends to my mom in Florida. I kept my days busy right now so it was nice to have moments like this where I could think about the small things often forgotten. I noticed that the clouds outside appeared to be getting darker. Great I thought. The last thing I wanted was a snow fall or some kind of winter storm.

Snapping me back from my wandering thoughts I could hear the bedroom door open ever so slightly behind me. I already had a pretty good idea as to who it was without having to look. Charlie wasn't the type to sneak up on anyone, especially his teenage daughter. I could also hear a game on the television downstairs and Charlie didn't migrate from the couch when baseball was on. There was only one other person who would be slipping into my bedroom this time of the morning.

"You're awake… damn. I was hoping to get here before you woke up." His words were warm and instantly I noticed just how much I had missed them.

I turned in my chair to see Jacobs's tall broad figure standing in my doorway blocking a majority of the light trying to come in. His hair was still wet and hung down into his face just above his dark eyes. He gave me one of his smiles and I could feel myself become more grounded, as if being away from him made my world feel less stable.

"Yeah, I couldn't sleep." I let out a deep sigh. "What on the agenda for today? If we stay at my house I'm afraid that Charlie won't leave us alone, I can only deal with so much baseball talk. I'm surprised you made it up here without being intercepted. Plus my dad is way too thrilled with you being over all the time."

Standing from the chair I crossed the room and sat on the edge of my bed. "I say that we go over to your house and fix up the bikes. I did a number on one of them a couple of days ago." I bent over to reach the shoes that were peeking out from underneath my bed.

It only took him two large glides and he was next to me on the bed with his arms around my waist. His touch was warm and strong, this was his way of demanding my attention. I have to admit that it was pretty hard to ignore him when he was this close.

"Not so much as a 'good morning' or maybe 'I missed you'"? He whispered into my ear brushing the hair out of my face.

It was his touch that always made me weak. It was a touch that was soft with care but firm and assertive with his strength. Since I met Jacob he was physically grown an incredible amount. Nothing you would see in an average 16 year old. I knew it was the werewolf thing but I had to remind myself of that often. I needed Jacob to be here for me like this, I needed to feel his arms around me and know that he was here. This was the one person who knew just how damaged I was and he still wanted me. His feelings for me had never been a question and in the end they meant everything to me. I wish that I could say it was as instant for me as it was for him but I cannot. He knows I love him though and that I have relied on him in the past more than anyone. He likes to say that I always loved him; I just didn't realize it had been there. He was my best friend when I needed him there to help me heal, and when I was ready for more he had still been waiting.

I could never have asked more of Jacob.

He pulled me in closer to him so that I was practically sitting on his lap. His soft lips pressed firmly against my neck tracing a line just above my collar bone.

"You know, the fact that your dad likes me so much shouldn't be a complaint of yours Bella Swan. Charlie's approval isn't something I exactly had to work for… but if I have sit around for a few games so that he trusts me with his daughter, than that's what I have to do." I could feel his strong hands run along my side sending shivers up my back. "Do you think I would be alone in your bedroom with you right now if he didn't trust me?" His hot breath on my neck made the hair on my arms rise.

It took more concentration than usual to focus on talking. "Because I am sure that my dad's approval would stop you… Jacob Black." A smirk crossed my face. "Do keep in mind; you are the one who climbs through my window at all hours of the night. Though my dad may like you, I know he wouldn't approve of that."

He deep brown eyes leveled with mine, at the same time he curled a corner of his lip into a half smile. "I don't think his realm of approval includes you having a werewolf for a boyfriend Bella. You know that I am dangerous right?"

His attempt to be serious didn't work for me. I couldn't help but let out a little giggle. "I have owned stuffed animals that have more of a bite then you do. In fact, I would venture to say…"

A low playful growl came out from the back of his throat. He grabbed my shoulders and threw me back on the bed before I had time to finish my sentence. He leaned in and starting kissing me hard pressing his chest into mine. I could feel my cheeks fill with warmth, I was sure that I was blushing. I would have liked to blame it on the fact that Jacob was so warm up against me but I would be lying. His hand ran along my side, I could feel my body react by pushing further into his hard chest. When he was finished he ever so softly bit my lower lip.

"Are you so sure that I have no bite?"

With that comment I had reached my limit. I was, after all, only human. I pushed my hands into his chest rolling him off and almost onto the floor. I think he had been expecting that reaction from me. All he did was laugh and climb further up on my bed so that he was lying on his back amongst all my pillows with his arms folded behind his head.

"How about we get to your house, I have homework that I need to start and I left my bag there Friday… so I do need to go get that." I mumbled out trying to catch my breath. I knew that my skin had turned a lovely shade of red but there was nothing I could do to hide it.

I went over to the desk and continued to get ready there. I glanced at him in the mirror and noticed that the look on his face was no longer that of a playful boy. I was replaced with concern and confusion; I thought that I may have even seen disgust on his face as well. He was focused on something to my right on the wall. I immediately glanced at my cork board that always holds my important papers and random pictures taken from the digital camera Charlie had bought me. That's when I saw the source of Jacobs's frustration.

Peeking out from behind a piece of paper I saw a photo that had disappeared from me a long time ago. The whole picture was not exposed but enough to know who it was of. I could see the bottom half with its distinctive crease line going right up the middle of it. One half I could make out the green dress, the one that Alice had bought me for my birthday last year. On the other half was a dark suit with one hard pale hand sticking out of the pants pocket. This was a picture I would have recognized anywhere. It was the picture that I had placed on the cover of my photo album, the photo that Edward had taken with him when he left one year ago, or so I thought he had.

Before I had any time to react or speak Jacob was at the board. Slowly he lifted the piece of paper that was hiding the other half of the picture. I didn't need to look because I already knew what it was he was staring at. I could feel my body brace itself, getting ready to see the picture I had so desperately searched for at one point.

"Do you remember months ago telling me that every scrap of paper, every article of clothing, everything of this blood sucker was gone? That you had gotten rid of it long ago?" He rose from my bed "Well… I think you missed one." The tone in his voice stung as it came out. I could see that he was shaking, it was faint but there. The muscles in his chest and arms were tense and I could tell that he was far from being relaxed. His jaw was clenched and I sensed that he was trying to control his breathing. I couldn't tell if he was annoyed with me or just with the situation.

"…I, uh… I really don't know what to say Jake. Would you believe me if I said that I had no idea that was there? It would be the truth because I really have no idea." I was searching for words. "Besides, it's just a picture. I probably never saw it behind that paper and something got moved around. It's not like I knew that was there. I did get rid of everything that was left. I wasn't lying about that!" I wasn't sure if I was trying to convince Jacob or if I was trying to convince myself at this point. When Edward left I had thought that he took everything. How I managed to miss a picture all these months I didn't know, it just shows how much attention to detail I had been paying lately.

Slowly a smile started to grow on my face. I was smiling not because of what I felt; it was what I wasn't feeling. There was no feeling as if the rug had been taken out from under my feet. I began to relax slowly. At one point in time something like this would have cut me like a knife and left me bleeding for weeks. Now, I only wanted it gone.

I glanced back over at Jacob and realized he was staring at me. I think he was just as surprised as I was about the smile on my face. I knew he was waiting for my reaction and would want to see what I would do about the picture. I reached for the photo and ripped it off the board then tore it in half right along the creased line.

"It's old Jake and something I don't care about." I crossed my room, picture in hand, to my bed room window. It took me a few seconds to fiddle with the lock but eventually my shaking hands got the window open. There was a strong wind that blew in suddenly filling my room with some much needed fresh air. I threw the torn picture outside releasing it into the breeze. I watched a moment as it was carried across my yard and eventually reached the edge of the woods. Closing my eyes I took a much needed deep breath. I needed just that brief moment to know that it was gone.

I turned towards Jacob and slightly lifted my hands in the air. He was sitting on the edge of my desk now starring at the floor in front of him. He seemed to be concentrating on his thoughts. I figured that I would give him a minute to compose them. I know that when he is upset it can take him some time to become collected.

"You're right I guess, sorry. I didn't mean to blame you but you know how I can get sometimes… especially with him." The desk made a light creaking noise as he shifted his weight so that he was facing the window. "I just don't get it you know."He let out a deep sigh and starred at me.

"What's not to get Jake?" I sat in the chair next to my window. "Look, I already told you that I don't know…"

"No, it's not that!" He crossed the room to where I was sitting getting down on both knees in front of me. "It's that no matter what kind of vile creature he was, I just don't get how he could ever leave you. You are the greatest thing that could ever happen to anyone's world Bella." He moved so that he was holding my face in his large hands. His face drew close enough that he was just inches away. "No matter what you do or how you might feel, I will always love you. It will take more than this world can deal to get me to leave your side. As long as you want me I will always need you."

He pulled me in close to him tucking my head against his chest. His breathing was steady and even. I knew that he was no longer upset about the picture. My calm Jacob was back. Kissing the top of my head he stroked the hair out of my face.

"I love you Bella."

"I love you too Jacob."

A few minutes later the comfortable silence was broken by Jacobs soothing voice. "I did come over this early for a reason though, I almost forgot. I don't think that I'll be able to hang out much today. The pack is having a meeting soon and I need to be there. Then I was supposed to help Quill with his truck afterwards."

"You could have just called me." I said. "It's not like I wouldn't have understood. I haven't cooked dinner for Charlie in awhile anyways."

"I know but I wanted to see you for awhile anyways. I plan on coming back over tonight… it won't be till later though so I'll just use the window that way I can stay the night." He stood now grabbing my hands and pulling me up with him. "Can you remember not to lock the window this time? The tree out there isn't the most comfortable thing to wait on."

Before I could reply he kissed the top of my head and was making his exit out of my room. "See you tonight" was all I managed to get out before he was at the door to my room

He flashed me a quick smile, "Can't wait." With that he was gone. I barely heard him go down the stairs and out the front door. I was guessing that his quiet escape was to avoid Charlie and the game. Once my dad started talking to him it was hard to end the conversation.

As I stood in the middle of my room a feeling started to pull at the back of my thoughts. It was like an annoying small buzzing that wouldn't leave me alone. It was the feeling that something, I wasn't sure what it happened to be, was watching me. It was watching me with recognizable eyes from a familiar lookout, peeking into my bedroom windows. I figured it was just one of those things, but to be sure I turned to my window and glanced outside. There was nothing there besides Jacob backing out of the driveway. I did happen to notice though that the torn picture I had thrown outside was gone, more than likely blown away with the wind.