This is just something me and a friend, whom I beta for, decided needed to be posted. Like it or not, I'd like reviews if you don't mind. ^^ I'm writing Bella's perspective and ~Orochine is writing Jacob's. Not sure how long this will last. Not sure if it's even worth continuing.

JPOV

He was the leader of the wolf pack. He was the alpha male. He had everything he wanted and nothing he didn't want. He'd lived a life. That was fine with him. He didn't have a single regret or at least not one he would actually admit. There was one thing that weighed heavy on his heart. It was something that should've stopped over a year ago at this point. He didn't understand it but, he questioned it often. He sometimes asked God why in his life he had always hated him so much. Nobody could've been this sadistic.

"Jacob?" A soft voice called from behind him.

He turned his head with a gentle smile. There, she was one of- no. She was the only thing that pulls him out of his deepest depression. The only person in the world he trusted more than his brothers and sisters of the pack. He smiled sweetly looking at her small figure. She was perfect in every way. Her facial features, her body shape, and even the way her hair fell in front of her childish face.

She was perfect and in some ways, that was the problem. He had imprinted on her, which in term meant they were soul mates but, he didn't want someone overly perfect. He wanted someone who could make mistakes.

"Hi, Mrs. Black" He said to her in his sweetest voice.

She smiled at him before taking a seat next to him. She placed her head against his shoulder and sighed quietly.

"Nice day, don't you think?"

He wasn't listening. In all realism his mind wasn't even with him. His thoughts were wandering back to the past. Thinking of things he could've done differently anything he could've changed, to make her his girl. That's when they appeared.

"Nessie, what are you doing?"

Her voice was still strong enough to send shivers up and down his spine. He couldn't help but to chuckle. Even though she was one of them now, her scent still drove all five of his senses crazy. He wanted to taste her. He wanted to touch her. He wanted to hear the sounds she made. He wanted to see the way her facial expressions changed when she enjoyed something. He wanted to feel her heartbeat against his chest.

"You've got to learn to trust the girl, Bells. She can defend herself and she has me."

She sneered.

"It's not her I'm worried about, Jacob. It's you that worries me."

His eyes wandered backwards past Nessie. He looked at her, she was the one girl that could break his heart and he would forgive her every time. When he looked at her, he saw everything that he wanted in a woman. He couldn't help but remember back when she was so frail. So weak, now she could more than likely best him in a fight. Well, maybe not best him. His lips were tugging, he wanted to smile but, he wasn't sure it was the right time to do so.

"It's good to see you again, Bella. You stopped coming around."

She frowned.

"How can you blame me, this place has the overbearing smell of mutt."

He tensed. No matter how much he loved her being insulted wasn't something he was all that fond of. He gritted his teeth faintly.

"Mom, you said you'd be nice!" Nessie all but screamed.

Bella sighed and pushed her hair from in front of her eyes. She had promised to be nice to the young werewolf. But, no matter how long she had known him. She knew far too well how angry he could get. She didn't want her daughter to be in the crossfire when he got overly angry.

"It's time to go." Bella called to her daughter.

Nessie pouted but, knew there was no real reasoning with her mother. She smiled at Jacob and turned his head before delivering a well deserved kiss to his lips. She then stood to her feet and walked off towards her mother.

"I'll see you, Nessie. I guess this is good bye for a while, right Bella?"

She sneered as she turned away and ran forward into the dense field of vegetation. Nessie waved to Jacob before shooting forward after her mother. And just like that, like so many others time in his life. He let her go. He let her slip through his grasp.

BPOV

Jesus. It was always one of, no; the hardest thing to be around Jacob at all anymore. Not without trying to convince him to run off with her. Which, she couldn't let herself think. He was Nessie's. Jacob had imprinted on her daughter. And she had Edward. That was what she tried to force herself to think. But every time she blinked her eyes, Jake's face flashed through her mind. Being bitchy to Jacob seemed like the only way she could handle the few and far between moments they were together.

This way she didn't give anything away.

She had regretted her choice for the longest time. Sure; she had been happy with Edward at first. But then he changed. Became colder. And everything had become about sex. It wasn't that she didn't like the sex, but it wasn't even as if he loved her anymore.

Having arrived at the front of the cottage that had been built just for them, Nessie went inside, saying something about getting back to her book, which pretty well left Bella by herself. And leaving Bella unable to escape her thoughts with no distractions around. Edward was off hunting with his brothers today. Bella hadn't went because it had become a 'guy time' thing. So she had settled to going with the girls the day after. She could feel her thirst growing slowly at the thought, but it was nothing unbearable. In her time being a vampire, she had learned to practically ignore the thirst for quite a long time, if need be.

She started walking, trying to keep her mind off of Jacob. She couldn't stop feeling horrible about how she had insulted him. He had tensed and she had spotted hurt in his eyes. For a moment she had felt hopeful though, that she could at least come around more to visit Jacob. That thought, of course, had to be dashed. What better way than to insult the person? That was a sure-fire way to get him to not want her around.

But even as her and her daughter had left, she had felt as if Jacob's eyes had been on her. She knew he had probably been looking at Nessie, but her mind liked to torture her with thoughts of what could have been and what was. Clicking her tongue softly, her eyes fell to the ground as she walked at a slow pace down a small deer path.

Maybe she did need time, after all, to think about this rationally. She was with Edward. He used to be the love of her existence. ..Where had all of that gone? She still loved him, but it all just didn't feel the same anymore. But, regardless of that, it wasn't like she could run off to Jacob. She had practically screwed him over, what seemed like so long ago. In reality, it had only been a few years. Jacob and Nessie were imprinted for god's sake. Imprinted! That means that they are soul mates, she told herself. And she's your daughter. You shouldn't want to take your daughter's man!

.. He was mine first. She found herself thinking, then mentally slapped herself for the thought. She was so, so selfish some times. She had never really had Jacob. He had tried to give himself to her, but she had rejected him. Hung up over some vampire charm. If only she could go back in time.

She had to see him, she decided on impulse, already turning back towards La Push and shooting forward at an unnatural speed. She had to admit, she did, enjoy the perks of being a vampire. Though, she was still clumsy as hell. Of course, she'd be the only clumsy vampire to ever exist. She just happened to be lucky like that. She knew this was a horrible idea. But she was convincing herself that Jacob would shun her when she showed up. Tell her that she was insane and that he didn't want to see her 'leech ass' anywhere around there. That she should only be there to get Nessie, and that was even a stretch. She expected complete rejection. Even kind of hoped for it. At least she could know that there was absolutely no possibility of getting with him so she could focus on her current relationship problems.

She emerged, slowly now, from the field of vegetation. Her breathing had suddenly become a little deeper, and not from physical stress, that wasn't something she had to worry about anymore. No, she was scared of what she was about to do. Perhaps letting herself dream would be the easier road. She didn't want to be rejected by the man that she so longed to be with. But it was too late to turn back now. Jacob was ahead of her, his eyes closed as he lay back in the grass. He almost looked as if he were asleep, so peaceful.

Here goes nothin'… She thought before stepping forwards.