AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hey there readers! Here's a little remix of what happens after Eclipse. Yup, it's pre-Breaking Dawn. Jacob still hates Edward...Edward still hates Jacob...And they both still love Bella. Hope you enjoy...this one is a bit different. Thanks for reading, and here's the first chap of THIS CULLEN HAS PAWS.

DISCLAIMER:

Nope, don't own any of the characters. But thanks Stephenie Meyer, for creating such characters that has made all of us criminals. We all want to steal Edward...Jacob...Bella...Jasper...Emmett...everyoneee...from you. That doesn't look too good on us now does it?

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JACOB BLACK

I ran until I reached this neat little clearing, with a waterfall, surrounded by grass too green. The river's water was crystal clear and the flowers were nothing but breathtaking. This was where I would stay. I moved around, scoping out the place. Nice. Untouched by bloodsuckers, free of wolves and full of wildlife. My kind of place. Definitely.

I settled in, lying down on the grass. Wow, was it soft. I wasn't exactly tired enough to sleep, but what was I going to do? I was well 600 miles away from home- if I could call it that, again- and hopefully out of hearing distance. This was my third stop since that day. It's been five days. Five days since the last day I saw her. I shuddered at the memory, determining whether I should let the pain take me or fight it. I was tired of fighting. I sighed, and let it take me. It washed over me, and I whimpered in the force of it.

I remembered that day. What hurt the most was remembering what she told me...about what she'd seen. She saw us together...with our kids. Kids. Bella and Jacob's kids.

No. I blocked the thoughts that came, out of my head.

Oh, Bella. You always tried but you could never hurt my body...but you did one hell of a lot to my heart, love.

I fell asleep.

I awoke to the birds chirping and the water rushing down the river. I felt the atmosphere, how happy a mood it radiated. How I wished I could actually enjoy it. I saw flashes of trees and blurs of colour in my head. Nope. Six hundred miles did nothing to affect our seeing. I couldn't quite tell whose eyes I was seeing through, but it didn't matter, so long as they didn't come for me. I walked over to the river to have myself a drink when another image flew through my head. I groaned in frustration. My head snapped up at the sound of twigs crunching.

A greyish wolf stood before me, glaring with her eyes. It was Leah.

Great.

You know, Leah, there was a reason I came out here, away from you all. Was it so necessary to find me? I know you crave my company but I need to have time alone. I had mastered the skill of sounding sarcastic through my thoughts. Ha, she got the hint. If you can just get lost, that would be a great help.

Oh shut up, kid. I don't need you lecturing me right about now. And please note I didn't come here by my own will. I was glad you left. I didn't have to drool over that leech lover every minute like before. But Sam? He wasn't too pleased. Do you have any idea how worried everyone is for you? Billy? Quil, Embry, Sam? Not me,I was happy! But no, we have to look for you. I was helping the pack, I had no choice. If I did I would-

Oh would you give it a rest, Leah! You've gotten your point across. You're the most annoying, self-absorbed, self-centered creature on the planet! You've seen through my eyes and you know how hard it is for me but you still seem terribly intent on making it worse! Don't you see how dreadfully painful it is without your babbling much less with it? It hurts, Leah! Dammit, it hurts. But I'll be quiet because I know that you don't give one crap about it. You care for nothing and no one but yourself. It's disgusting and I doubt it'll ever change. So leave. But get this. You were an alright girl before, but now, you need to know where you stand in my mind. I glared at her, and hissed, at the lowest place possible.

I felt a sharp pain stab me in the stomach and I winced. I knew that my words hit her hard. I walked away from her, keen on staying in this beautiful place, waiting for her to leave. I heard a rustle of leaves and I was glad yet guilty that she was leaving. Suddenly, I felt lighter, without as much pain as I was feeling before. I turned around to see Leah kneeling down, her hair falling over, all human. She was sobbing and the guilt I felt was strong. I had to fix this; otherwise Sam was going to... I got rid of the thought. I transformed, easily and returned to the spot I was once standing in. We were both naked, but I was unashamed, and so was she. We'd seen worse.

My human emotions flooded me and the immense guilt I felt was overwhelming. I had to keep reminding myself that she deserved it. Leah fully deserved what she got.

I was forcing my eyes away from her when she spoke my name. "Jacob, stop."

I looked at her to see her eyes closed and her breathing carefully controlled. Her voice actually sounded sincere, free of the usual jeering tone.

"You are...you are absolutely right," she managed to choke out. "I am horrible, disgusting, everything you said. There's no excuse for anything I've done and I know the damage I've caused but...I'm begging, just really look at it from my point of view. I know it's pointless because you do see through my eyes, when we phase but I mean it. I understand how terribly difficult it is for you and believe me it's the same for me but I'm not as strong as you, Jacob. You have a power I don't have, that I could only wish I had, and you are able to deal with all this so much better than me. You're so right! God, you're right. I can never deal with this the way you do. And I doubt I'll ever be able to but please understand that I can't take it. I know I'm not making any sense right now, but I...can't..." her voice broke and fresh tears flowed down her face.

I stooped beside her and her gaze met mine. "Leah," I said slowly, "I appreciate that." It was all I had to say for her to get my message. She opened up to me. She still had no reason to do the things she did, but she confessed, she admitted her weakness, she was truthful. She knew I could feel similar emotions and I could understand. Leah would be Leah, she wouldn't change. But atleast I heard her speak, heard her when she was vulnerable. Yes, she got my message.

She nodded, and wiped away the tears. "Now, for the reason I came here, let's get you home kid."

She stopped for a moment and looked at me, all sincerity gone. Wow, that was quick. "And please don't think of her right now. It's honestly sickening."

I rolled my eyes and suppressed the slight feeling of anger. "Whatever, Leah."

We transformed. I phased more quickly, obviously. We ran.

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BELLA SWAN

"Hold my hand, please." I put my hand out to my side, waiting for Edward to grasp it. "What's he thinking?"

Edward turned to smile at me. "He's in a good mood. Watching the game." Typical.

We walked inside, ready to tell Charlie about our engagement. He was already sitting in the living room on the sofa.

"Good day, Charlie," Edward said politely, snapping my father out of his tv daze.

"Edward? Bella?" he turned to see us there, hand in hand, and added, "Oh, you're home early." Silly Charlie.

My fingers played around with the ring on my finger, and I began to turn red.

"Dad, you know how much I love Edward right? And how much he loves me?"

His face became slightly suspicious and he nodded, slowly. I brought my left hand up to fix my hair, nervous, only to realise what a big mistake it was.

Charlie's face turned flat, with no emotion, and he stared at me. "No, Bella." He switched off the television and stormed out of the living room. Before he pelted out the door he grabbed his jacket and belt. The cruiser roared to life and disappeared.

I turned to into Edward's chest and began to cry. Why could I not cry for every single event of my life?

"It's okay, Bella, it's okay. Come on. We need to find him. He was headed for the station. It's okay, love, he's not totally against it." He kept running his fingers through my hair and he said this, his other hand gently patting my back.

I watched him with slightly red eyes. "How do you know that? He said no."

Of course Edward would know. He could hear Charlie's thoughts. But still.

"Come on. We'll go to the station and you'll talk to him. I would love to be with you when you do, but, I think by yourself, you can get through to him."

Still sobbing, I held on to him while he walked me to the Volvo. We were two streets away from the house when a look of shock flickered across Edward's face. "What's wrong?" I demanded.

"Charlie's not at the station." He looked across at me and quickly added, "He's safe. Don't worry Bella. Your father has parked his car on the next street, sitting and debating whether he should return or not." He explained.

I was surprised by this. So that's what Edward meant when he said he wasn't totally against it. We rounded the corner to see the cruiser there, surely, parked with my father inside. I hesitated, wanting Edward to come with me. "You can do it, Bella. He wants to speak with you."

I was never one for talks. Neither was Charlie. Wishing to be over with it, I jumped out of the Volvo, nearly tripping in the rush, and clumsily made my way over to the passenger side of the van. I knocked and he jumped. I opened the door and seated myself comfortably. He kept sneaking glimpses at the ring.

I hated this. "Pretty isn't it?" I started off slowly, turning my hand so that the light glinted of the gems there. I turned to face him and sighed. "He isn't that bad, dad." What an understatement. " You know how much I love him. You see the way he makes me smile, how I can't get enough of him. I won't freak you out with how intensely in love we both are but I need your permission, dad. I could have gone and gotten married without you knowing but he wouldn't allow it...and I wouldn't allow it."

"Bella, are you sure?" He was asking whether I was sure I wanted to do this.

"Yes."

"Really sure?"

"Absolutely sure."

"You know, I knew it was coming."

"I was thinking that, yes."

"But, you're so young."

"I know."

"I think I might let you go ahead."

"I'm waiting for the yes, dad."

"I know... But I won't deny you, Bella. You're a good girl. You did things in a way that your mother and I were always so very proud of you. You chose well."

"You're admitting it?" I teased.

"I always refused to believe he was good after he left you... I just can't see you hurt, Bella. Father's intuition." He grinned. I nodded.

"I understand."

"But I know it'll last. I know how strong your bond is. You both won't...you won't be like your mother and myself."

He sounded so sad.

"And how do you know that?" I asked quietly, not sure if he'll answer.

"I loved your mother very much, Bella." Charlie was really opening up. He didn't seem as uncomfortable as before. "More than you can imagine, and she, the same. It wasn't a false love, it was real. It was strong. But...even though I could have given the world to her, it's nothing close to you and Edward. He'll give you the Universe. I've never seen anything like it, and your mother said the same thing. It was only a matter of time."

I was surprised Charlie had so much insight on my relationship, so much to say. When did he become so perceptive?

"Dad, I appreciate that." I looked up at him with meaningful eyes. This wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.

"Yes."

"So... Mister Charlie Swan, will you attend your daughter's wedding and walk her down the aisle?" I hated the mushy stuff, but it actually sounded like something Edward would say. I smiled to myself.

"Yes, I will."

We both smiled at that moment, and he leaned over to hug me. "I know you're not making any mistake, Bella. Atleast, I hope I do. Just remember, everything is the same. You still have to go to college and do your work... which I know you will." He chuckled and released me. "So, when's the wedding? Next year or...?"

I opened the door, ready to dart out of the minute I told him. "Umm...a bit sooner..."

"When exactly is sooner?" His face was flushed light pink.

One foot out on the ground. My second foot on the ground.

"Bella?"

I was out. I turned to face him. "August thirteenth."

I spared a second, only to see my father's face flush bright red. As I slammed the door shut, I realised what great timing I had. I heard a muffled, "BELLA!" which was definitely an earsplitting sound if you were in the car. I hurried over to the silver vehicle and jumped in. Edward gave me a peck on the lips.

"I'm proud of you. You were great."

"Which part did you enjoy the most? The body or the ending?" I asked, meaning it to be a rhetorical question.

He smiled his crooked smile. "Every part of it." He widened his smile to show his dazzling teeth. I nearly fell off the seat.

Charlie gave me his approval, although I wasn't sure if it still counted after that last minute. Let's hope it does.

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