Hi hi! Hello loyal fans!
I am aware that I have sum few incomplete stories but this came to me while reading Breaking Dawn (again) recently. *Blush*
this is the story of if Bella and Jacob had got together. Three years after New Moon.
(I am not team Jacob, but I thought it would be nice to take a break from the typical 'Jacob/ Nessie' thing.
Also I would like to move – momentarily- away from Vamp Diaries.
I hope you enjoy it and PLEEEAAASSEEE review!
Also note – I do not own the Twilight saga, that's all Stephanie Meyer. *jealous*

Chapter 1: Absence and shocking news

BPOV

The rain beat against our window, rattling hard against the glass and making the thin pane shudder.
I rolled over and, expecting my husband, threw my arm out to cuddle him. This earned me a startled screech from Mr. Muffle, our cat and I sat up in shock, my eyes wide. The space next to me was open. The blankets lay limp against the mattress, I lay my hand on them, cold. He had been gone for a while. I frowned … strange … Jacob never left without waking me to say good bye. I craned my neck to see out the door, along the passage and called; "Jake? Hello?"

I threw back the heavy winter covers and waited for a reply. None came; the only sound in our small apartment was Mr. Muffle's insistent purring and the occasional grumpy meow. Plus the rain still hadn't stopped. I twisted my legs out of the warm covers and set my warm feet on the rich brown carpet. Even with under floor heating, the floor was unsettlingly cold and all I wanted was Jacob's warm chest to snuggle up to. If he wasn't out, he would definitely be in the kitchen. I stood and my knees clicked, I slowly padded my way through our halls towards it.

"Jake? Baby are you here?"
I wrapped my arms around my arms as goose flesh popped up and rubbed gently. Was there a window open or something? It was so cold, and in this house that was an unspoken, yet deadly rule to break. I would have nothing to do with anything cold or wet … never again …
I shook with the terrible memory and quickly thrust it into a closed part of my mind. Where was Jake when I needed a cuddle?

I reached the kitchen and found the source of the cold, a window indeed was open. I grumbled angrily, to stifle my deep rooted fear, and strode toward it; my feet made contact with a pool of icy water that had collected on the floor through the open window. I winced and gritted my teeth.
"Jacob Black, if I find that you left this open I swear I will hurt you so badly... "I grumbled as I leant over the counter and wrenched the window shut.

I sat down at the dining room table and folded my arms. I would wait up till he got back …
After about ten minutes I got up again and my mind buzzed with old fears. I began to pace the kitchen. I stepped into the puddle again and after shaking the water from my foot, quickly walked over to the broom closet to retrieve a mop, as I ran the dry mop over and over the chilly water, I began to really worry.

Where was he? Who was he with? Should I call Sam? Or Leah? She always knew where Jake was … I walked over to my phone, where it lay on the black marble counter charging.
Suddenly a horrific thought struck me – what if he left me for good? What if he was tired of me and – a sob escaped my lips- What if he never came back? I clenched my hands together and brought them up to my trembling lips.

It was then that I heard the front door bang shut. I sighed in pathetic relief, my hands dropping, and quickly checked the clock above my head. It was 04:00. What in the hell was he doing!
I crossed my arms sternly and put on my most distasteful face I could muster. He must know I was not pleased.

I strode angrily into the lounge, the room our front door opened into. He was taking off his muddy boots and setting them on the little plastic mat just under the coat rack. How considerate. I thought sarcastically, not saying anything out loud.

He straightened and saw me, his eyes widened. "Bells- "
I reached out next to me and switched on the yellow shaded lamp, illuminating me and the area around me. This created a halo of orange light that did not reach him. I crossed my arms again, holding onto the anger farce.

"Where have you been?" I demanded lowly, my eyes raking over his sodden form. He shook his hair out quickly, spraying tiny sparkling droplets onto the carpet and all across his shoulders.
"Bells- "he took a step forwards and brought out his trademark grin, it made butterflies dance in my stomach, but I squished them mentally and forced a stern tone into my voice.
"Why didn't you wake me? You normally do."
"I went out because I needed to get something- "
"Jacob- at this time?" My traitorous voice broke on my third word, my hands fell to my side, and a flash of regret lightened his eyes.
"Bella, I'm sorry if I made you anxious Darlin, I went out with the pack and honestly didn't think you'd wake before I came back home."
"I got such a fright Jake."

"Aw! Bella- bie!" He strode towards me, calling my pet name from our childhood. My knees near collapsed as soon as he took my in his hot arms.
"I want- "
"Bed?" he guessed and began to lift me, automatically I raised my arms and draped them across his shoulders, tucking my head into his neck and he hiked my legs up, so that he held me like he had carried me into this very house on our wedding day.

"Yes. Bed." I said, falling asleep already in my husband's arms.
He lay me down and I vaguely heard the sound of him shedding his wet clothing and then pulling on his 'silky jammies' as he so called them.
The next thing I knew, he was pulling my hips against his and I was turning to burry my face in his shoulder.
It was then that he whispered in my ear; "Happy first wedding anniversary Mrs. Bella Black."

JPOV

I watched Bella fall asleep, her frown slowly relaxing and her lips gently turning up in a sleep induced smile. She went limp n my arms and gently turned onto her back. I ran my hands gently through her short hair, my fingers stroking down to the base of her skull. I had never expected her to wake, and the fact that I had caused her so much worry and pain stabbed me like a physical blow, I would never had left had the thought of her worry even crossed my mind.

I blamed him. The filthy leech that left her all those years ago, she still had nightmares about him, - about me leaving her. I suppose in a way I am grateful he left, if he hadn't, she would never have come to me for help. But he hurt her so bad …

I'm glad he died. Glad that the* Vampire Kings killed him and she would never have to face him again.
I just wish he had never been a problem in the first place- that they had never even come here and Bella and I had fallen in love the old fashioned way. Like actually going on dates, or me coming over for dinner with her and Charlie, and maybe being able to get Charlie's blessing and not have him so suspicious of me. But none of that matters now, she was mine. Had been for exactly a year, I smiled, it had been a year since our wedding day.

(*Volturi, but Jake doesn't know what they're called)

And I would never let her worry about me, or where my loyalties lie ever again.
My cell buzzed on the bed stand and I reached blindly over for it, my eyes never leaving my wife.

I checked caller ID, it was Leah. Pressing the answer button, I brought the phone to my ear and whispered; "Leah, this had better be big."
"Jake! "She gasped out, she sounded tense, I could hear rustling and it sounded as though she was running.
"Seth's been taken out. We need you here now! It, it's not stopping. Please!"
"What is it? Vampire?" I asked loudly, then realized what I had said, Bella rolled over, eyes wide.
There was static on the other end of the line, and then a terrible screech. "Leah! Leah? Are you alright?"

The line cut and I leaped out of bed. Bella sat up and, despite her confusion and obvious terror, climbed out and immediately set out to find my clothes. I stripped down and pulled on my shorts.

"Bells go back to bed."I ordered tersely.
"No. I can help." She handed me my shirt and iron breast plate. A new 'accessory' Sam insisted we all wear. He was Alpha after all. I fingered the teeth and scratch marks along the front idly.

He'd had them made for battle, problem was, we needed someone else to put them on once we phase because if we turned with them on the metal was torn to shreds. No matter, Leah would do mine once I got there.

I kissed Bella on her forehead and darted from the room, loping down the passage, armor in hand.

BPOV

As I watched him go, a terrible nausea filled me and I clutched my stomach, darting to the en suite bathroom.
I knelt and waited, but nothing came, just the sickening churning and dizziness.
"Oh, Jake, Look after yourself."
I moaned and took a deep breath, trying to stand. But a stabbing pain pierced my abdomen. I gasped, collapsed back down, and I slumped to the side, leaning my head on the chilly tiles.
"Be safe … be safe … "

Real brief, but just tell me if you like or don't like it. :)