He sighed, the cool metal of the phone in his hand making him shiver slightly. He flipped it open slowly pressing the buttons with shaking fingers as he tried to remember the number he hadn't used in years. He waited holding his breath as he raised the phone to his ear. A relieved sigh fell from his lips as the phone connected and started ringing. Hundreds of questions flew through his mind as he waited. Would she answer? Did she still even live there anymore? Surely he must have remembered her number correctly, right?

She answered on the third ring her voice soft and quiet. The shrill ringing of her mobile phone had her falling out her bed and running through her apartment to find the small device. She'd found it in the end under a pile of papers that were now scattered all over the floor of her small kitchen.

He paused at the sound of her soft voice his breath catching in his throat slightly. She sounded the same yet so completely different. He wondered briefly how much a person could change in three years but shook his head, the possibilities seemed endless.

"Hello? Is there anybody there?" Her voice was a little bit louder this time shaking him from his thoughts. He gulped, ran his hand through his hair and spoke into the phone.

"Hey bells it's me, Jared" his voice was quite almost timid. The sound of it made her breath catch in her throat for a moment. She stood in silence for a couple of moments before replying, her small fingers twisting nervously as she spoke.

"Red, is that you? Is everything ok?" his old nickname fell from her lips before she could register that she'd even said it. He smiled sadly her concern making his heart ache slightly and his eyes shine with tears. She sat down slowly on the small kitchen chair as she waited for his answer her eyebrows pulling together as she frowned in worry.

"Yeah, it's me Bells…"he trailed of his voice cracking slightly as he tried to speak. His stomach was in knots, he wasn't sure if he could get his words out.

"What's wrong Red?" her voice was laced with worry as she gently pressed him for answers. He swallowed trying to overcome the tight lump that was forming in his throat. A few tears slipped past his carefully constructed walls as he spoke in a broken whisper.

"Bells, its Mrs Lahote…She…she's gone. She was crossing the street…A drunk…the bastard ran her over Bells. She's d…d…dead" the dam he'd built broke causing tears to stream down his cheeks as he spoke. She gasped a few tears falling down her cheeks as his words finally sank in.

"Oh Jared…" she whispered quietly down the phone as she wiped at her eyes a couple of times. He closed his eyes tightly as he heard the pain lace her words. He scrubbed his face roughly with his hand hopelessly trying to get rid of his tears.

"Do you want me to come down?" she asked after a few minutes of silence. He sighed, slowly opening his as he registered her words.

"Please, we need you" he choked out as the pain of the loss overwhelmed him. He breathed in shakily as silent sobs wracked his large frame.

"I'll be there as soon as I can" she stated softly his words calming him more then she knew. He nodded slowly before realising she couldn't see him

"Thank you bells" he hiccupped quietly, holding the phone with trembling fingers as he spoke.

"Any time Red. I'll be there in the morning" she sighed softly before slowly hanging up the phone knowing he wouldn't have the strength to. She stared at the phone for a moment her hand rising to her mouth as she let out a choked sob.

He pulled the phone away from his ear slowly when he heard the dial tone. He smiled sadly through his tears as he ended the call. A picture of himself and a girl about a foot smaller than him smiled up at him from the wallpaper of his phone. The girl was sat on his shoulders laughing happily her long curly black hair falling in front of her shining bright brown eyes as she looked at the camera. He was smiling as he looked up at her his eyes shining with love and laughter. His face saddened even further at the photograph. Today was the first time he'd spoken to his twin in three years, and it hurt more then he cared to admit.

A/N: So…what'd you think is it worth continuing? I've wanted to do a story with the pack for a while and well this happened. Anyway, I'll try update as soon as I can with this but finishing my other stories will take priority at the moment but I'll try! Please tell me what you thought thou as I'd love to know!
Thanks,
A.K.