DISCLAMER!! I AM NOT STEPHENIE MEYER!

Hey guys, this is my third fanfiction that I'm writing, even though my other two aren't finished yet… Anyways, this one is taking place at the beginning of Breaking Dawn, a few days before the wedding when Jacob is still missing, and Edward is still hunting. R&R Please! Enjoy!! (:

Chapter One

I parked my new Mercedes Benz Guardian outside Charlie's house, I had to make a quick call before I went inside. I flipped my phone open and began to dial a number that was becoming too familiar.

"Hello?" I heard Seth Clearwater's voice from the other end. I sighed in relief, I was hoping it wouldn't be his scary older sister who answered. When it came to Leah, the phrase "Bite you head off" wasn't in theory. Sometimes I wondered what she was thinking when she glared at me with nothing but hate in her eyes.

"Hey Seth it's me."

"Oh hey Bella! Calling for an update?" He asked, I loved his enthusiasm.

"You're psychic." I laughed quietly.

"Nah, you're just predictable. He's somewhere In Canada last we checked in, he isn't too happy that you're checking in on him though." Still enthusiastic. Got to love Seth.

"Oh, when's he coming home?" I muttered almost regretting the words as I spoke them, I already knew the answer.

"He's not Bella, Jake doesn't want to come home. He's enjoying the living off his instincts kind of life." Seth laughed but cut off short. "Hey Bella I got to go, Sam's calling a meeting, I'll see you at the wedding. Say hi to Edward for me will ya?"

"Sure Seth, bye, thank you." I hung up the phone and leaned back in my seat. I didn't bother forcing back my tears as they swelled up in my eyes, the lump in my throat that came whenever I thought about Jacob, made my breathing ragged. I was glad that Edward wasn't with me right now.

When I finally stepped out of the car, a hard cold wind snapped up at me, twisting my hair around my face. I groaned up at the charcoal grey sky. I heard the faint howling of the Quileute Werewolves in the distance, the sound being carried with the wind. I smiled to myself, and then stopped dead in my tracks when one of the wolves seemed too close. Dangerously close, they shouldn't be over here with the Cullen's in Forks, was the treaty broken? My phone chimed in my pocket.

"Seth?" I questioned into the phone.

"Yea Bella it's me, we have an update, Jacob was back in America somewhere, and he phased, he might just be mad at us. We don't give him any privacy, but I thought you should know."

I gasped. Jacob might be coming home? I smiled, "Seth that's great! Someone could recognize him and bring him home!" A ruffling in the bushes near my house made me jump. Another wolf sound. "Hey Seth? Is the treaty still in tact?"

"Yea, why?"

"Are any of you not in La Push?"

"Except for Jake, no."

"Oh, there's something in the forest beside my house." I took a few steps towards the dark trees.

"Bella, if there's something over there stay away from it. Go inside, tell your Vampire's to come check it out, don't go over there alone." The worry in Seth's voice was humorous. A sudden thought jumped into my head and screamed louder than all the others, what if it was Jacob? My Jacob.

I snapped my phone shut, for a second not remembering poor Seth on the other line, and ran as fast as I could towards the trees. I only stumbled a few times. I burst through the trees and looked around, nothing was there. Just a few squirrels and birds. I clenched my fists, this wouldn't have been the first time my imagination had run wild on me. I dropped to the ground, sitting with my back against a big oak tree. I pulled my legs of to my chest and shut my eyes, again letting my tears slide down my cheeks. I missed my Jacob.

Only a few minutes had passed before two large human arms were wrapping around my torso, I hadn't heard anyone coming, I jumped startled. I starred up into two brown tear soaked eyes, and my heart leapt up into my throat.

"Jacob!" I choked out, and threw my arms around my neck holding him to me.

"Hey Bella," he whispered. "I heard you talking to Seth." He pressed his face into my hair, and I could feel his warm tears soak my shirt.

"I was worried about you Jake," I managed to say through my stinging tears. "I missed you so much." I shook my head and more tears slid down my face.

"You shouldn't have done either Bella." He said more harshly now.

"And why not?" My voice was high with shock.

"Because you chose him remember?" It was like a slap in the face.

"So? Just because I love him," I emphasized the last word the same way Jacob had, "I can't miss my best friend? Is that how it works now? Sorry, I must have missed the memo." I pulled away from him.

Rain started pouring down through the leaves, cold, wet, rain.

"Come on Jake, let's talk about this inside." I braced my self for his answer. He only took my hand and lead me up to the house.

"Charlie's gonna throw a hissy fight, you know that right?" He half smiled at the door as we approached it. He eyed my car though, not approving of me driving anything other than his old truck.

"Hey, I really could have used my favorite mechanic about a week or so ago. Now I'm stuck with this." I gestured at my shinny black car and made a face.

"It's a nice car." He shrugged.

I toyed with the lock for a minute before I realized that the door wasn't locked at all. Jacob laughed and nudged me and we strode in, not quite socked yet.

"Hey dad?" I yelled into the house.

"In here Bella." Charlie called from the living room, of course he was watching the game.

Jacob looked at me nervously, he still had my hand. He glanced between me and the entrance to the living room a few times before he finally took a few steps.

"Dad someone's here to see you." Charlie turned slowly probably expecting Edward or someone to be standing holding my hand. He gawked when he saw my missing best friend, shirtless, holding me hand, and soaking wet, standing beside me.

"Hey Charlie." He mumbled looking down at the floor.

Charlie burst into hysterics then. "Jacob? Where were you? Do you know all the trouble you've caused down at the station, and at La Push? What were you thinking?" Charlie's face was still pale from the shock, anger filled every line on his face, except his eyes which were filled with relief.

"I'm home now, so.." He still looked at the floor, and I squeezed his hand in support.