Disclaimer: I, under all the circumstances known to man, own nothing of the legend that was created by Stephenie Meyer… And am never likely to do so…

A/N: Okay as promised I sat down during a rainy day in England and decided it was time to start the writing of my contest entry. Now the details are in a few forums as well as being on my profile page… If you want I'll put the details of the contest as a note in this at the end. Or I can send it as a reply to any reviewer's who wish to enter.

So… Wish me luck on my first ever plunge into the world of writing fan fiction and a Bella/Sam relationship. If you don't like don't read… But you can leave a review *grin*

Now on with the story…

Soulmate.

Chapter 1: Dark eyes that haunt.

Bella POV

There was nothing I could do as I watched the one person whom I had loved run away from me like the coward he pretended he wasn't, but we both knew differently we both knew that he was too scared to stay because he had no idea what to expect. He was probably going to Tanya, to get experience… no never return after her loving, albeit conceited, embrace.

I didn't feel anything as I raced after him, blindly trying to think of a better way of catching up although I knew I never would. He was too fast for me, to…. Vampire, I was just a plain human who called to him more than I should. So when I collapsed after near exhaustion I hadn't realised that I had been feeling something and that was pain…. A pain that seemed to be ripping me apart making me believe that nothing was ever going to be right again, and yet I still held out hoping that there would be something to strive for. Something that needed me as much as I needed it.

I don't know how long I stayed on the cold ground wishing that he'd return and yet knowing that he wouldn't, knowing yet not wanting to admit that it'd be just like he said. That it would be like none of them existed, when I knew in the back of my mind and within my soul that he had, that they all had.

I could hear the calls and shouts and shuffling around me, yet couldn't bare the thought of shouting out my location just in case something was there that wished to finally end my pitiful existence. Never once did I think that the person who'd find me would be the one to heal everything and get me back to how I once was…. To how I should be. Happy, cheerful…. Loved.

Sam POV

My snout close to the ground I looked for the scent that would lead me to Charlie Swan's daughter, although it was hard with the bloodsucker's sick scent so interwoven in it. I was really the only one who would be able to find her with hardly any difficulty. I was, after all, a werewolf, it was in my genes to be able to find her and protect her from the ones who'd left so abruptly I knew that something like this would happen.

Freesia?!?

The scent came to me just as I saw the huddled for of a teenage girl, suddenly I felt like a band snapped out towards her and I knew that Emily hadn't been the one for me. I had only been fooling myself that she had been at that was because I'd been looking for a way out of the relationship I'd had with Leah, her cousin.

I shook my head so that I came back to the present, calming myself enough to morph back into the body of a man. Pulling my sweats over my hips I approached my intended and felt my heart break at the sight of her broken form. This was what those leaches had done to her…. But more specifically that mind-reading one. A low growl settled in my chest before I pushed it away as I leaned down and pulled Isabella Swan into my warm chest.

Her slightly cooler body felt blissful against my own heated skin and I smiled down at her, who was very unaware at the fact she'd been found and was being taken back home. The tension around the Swan household was palpable and he didn't have to be the empathic leech to feel it, the tension had been strumming through his own body when he'd first set out.

Upon reaching the door, I realised that everyone had returned and he was the last to do so, breathing deeply I entered the open doorway and was immeriatly stormed by Charlie who took one look at Bella in my arms before breaking down. Loud sobs wracked his body as Billy manoeuvred his wheelchair to his friends side to comfort him and to calm him down before the girl woke, she'd fallen into unconciousness on the way back.

"Put her on the couch Sam."

I nodded at the request of the tribe elder and moved into the room, placeing her down I allowed my eyes to move over her. She wasn't remarkable, but she wasn't too odd either, just perfect and I found myself smiling slightly as I brushed a strand of her mahogany coloured hair from her face.

"Thanks for finding her Sam…. You're a good kid really."

Charlie had seemed to get over his breakdown and had moved into the main room, I nodded as I moved from my imprints side and caught the look Billy was throwing at me. I nodded once more to the elder and he smiled slightly.

Bella POV

I woke to three men surrounding me and I couldn't keep my eyes straying over them all, Charlie was looking a little red and puffy around the eyes as he continued to stroke his hand through her hair. How had she managed to get home, when she knew she'd collapsed in the woods somewhere far from her house?

"How-"

"Shh! Sam Uley found you and managed to get you back without being harmed."

My eyes looked at the other two men in the room, I recognised Billy's form in the wheelchair and wondered briefly how Jacob was being alone at home. The third man must have been Sam Uley, and my eyes gazed over his bare chest, that was as dark as Billy's yet held a golden hue, almost tan like. The expanse of his shoulder's reminded me of another's and I felt the pain come back as it ripped another clean hole inside of my body, even the memory of Emmett made me realise they were gone forever never to return.

I didn't want it to be real and knew that it was as I continued to stare at Sam, unable to stop looking at him in case he managed to disappear just like the Cullen's had, just like he had. My gaze moved over his face and his dark eyes made memories come to the forefront yet they didn't hurt as much, it was almost as if this man could heal them. I frowned slightly.

"Thanks…"

He smiled ant the hole slowly closed, no no no this wasn't meant to happen she was supposed to be in pain. She was supposed to remember everything he'd said, everything he'd done. She wasn't meant to fall for someone so close to being torn apart by the one thing she had always believed to be a constant until eternity.

"Dad… I'm tired."

I showed the yawn and it wasn't a lie, I was drained emotionally and physically from when he had done and there was no way I was going to get that back until I had rested. Charlie nodded and helped me get up, trailing me towards the stairs and up into the comfort of my own room.

I collapsed on the bed and allowed the pain that the hole in my chest created for me, Charlie didn't need telling he knew was to do. Once again I was thankful to the fact he didn't hover. No at the moment i needed time to just allow myself the knowledge that he wasn't coming back, and that something was pulling at my being… That it was pulling in a direction I had never thought I'd go, at least not since the time I'd unwittingly been drawn to him.

With a grimace I fell into a sleep filled of dark eyes and a shadow that was forever lurking in the distance…. Watching…. Waiting.