DISCLAIMER: I own nothing of The Twilight Saga or the wonderful characters from it. I am just toying with them for a little while, but I will put them back the way that Stephanie Meyer made them when I'm done. Promise. I do however own Soraya, her Grams and her friends. I just wanted to see what would happen!

A/N: Okay, this is my very first Fanfic. So please Read and Review, the more constructive the better. I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoy writing it. This is to the books more than the movies.

I've taken it from Breaking Dawn when Edward throws Jacob his keys to the Aston Martin Vanquish to leave for some air, because Jacob reacts to Edward now being able to hear the unborn Renesmees' thoughts.

Jacob threw the Aston Martin Vanquish into gear as he pulled out of the Cullens' drive and onto the highway seeing Leah peer out of the trees to him. At first he drove out of anger and frustration, betrayal even at the knowledge that he no longer had the blood-sucker on side in regards to the parasite that grew within his wife's stomach. Within Bella's stomach. Like falling for the leech wasn't bad enough, she had to have stronger feelings for the child within.

Heading south at first, he sped like he had armed patrol on his tail chasing him, begging for a cop or two to pull him over, or take down the cars details. It wasn't as though the car was registered to him, so Edward would have to deal with it. And maybe, just maybe, it would inconvience Edward for a heart beat that he didn't possess. But there were no police cars. No other cars on the road really, so Jacob decided to head north towards more populated areas to put his not-so-well thought up plan into action.

Leah may have been right on some level, although he'd be damned to admit it to her at all. If he imprinted, he wouldn't have to have these feelings over Bella anymore. It would be pure friendship. And that idea had a certain appeal to him as he pulled into a park full of adults and children of all ages.

Rather than park the fine looking Vanquish in a space, he sprawled it across a few spaces, another invitation to do the car harm to get at Edward, despite the small part of him that would mourn the damage on a fine piece of foreign machinery. Standing looking at the car park he realised that the park really was heaving, and a small part of his heart lifted, where better to find someone your destined for than in a crowd. The logic made absolute sense to Jacob as he headed off in no particular direction.

Jacob looked at girls he knew he would go for, before Bella. Girls with stand out features like freckles, or radical hair cuts and colour that helped to show their personalities. That girl had almond shaped green eyes that sparkled mischeif. The girl in the blue jeans had her hair dyed this chestnut shade. That girl had motorbike oil stains on her nose. Every girl he looked over he willed his body to take over and imprint. For it to just happen.

But nothing happened. That feeling he'd seen and felt happen with Sam, and other members of the pack that had imprinted. It just didn't snap into place for him. He was still just Jacob.

Lost in thought as Jacob was, he did not realise immediately that he was being followed, but his wolf instincts soon made him aware of the fact. But rather than wheeling immediately, he made his way slowly back to the car, keeping his eyes open for any girl that could be his girl.

Slumping against the hood for a moment, Jacob let his mind drift again in thought about genetics. Sam thought that the best place for Jacob to find his mate would be back in La Push. But Jacob wasn't so sure. He had this nagging sensation that she would not be from La Push. But as soon as the thought appeared in his mind it dissapeared before becoming tangible with the sound of a voice that appeared to him.

"Hey, you there, with the stolen car. You okay?"

It took a whole second for Jacob to register that someone was talking to him as he was pulled from his revery, and a further second to raise his head to the familiar looking girl who spoke to him. He'd noticed her before on his earlier walks around the park. Light red-gold hair, fair skin, and a few gold-coloured freckles sprinkled across her cheeks and nose, and sharp eyes the colour of cinnamon.

"If you're feeling at all ashamed over lifting the car, you could always turn turn yourself in, y'know."

She smiled as a small dimple popped out in her chin.

"It's borrowed, not boosted," Jacob snapped at her for no reason known even to himself, hearing the catch in his own voice.

"Okay, sure. The courts will see straight through that one."

Jacob frowned down at the girl narrowing his eyes. "You need something?"

"Nope. Sorry about the car. I'm such a kidder. And you look... kinda down about something. Oh, and I'm Lizzie."

She held her hand out to Jacob for him to shake. Jacob stared at it until she let her hand fall awkwardly.

"Anyway..., I was just wondering if I could help you," Lizzie gestured back to the park, "you looked like you were looking for someone earlier..."

"Uh huh."

Lizzie looked at him and waited.

"She's not here. So, I don't need any help."

"Oh. I'm sorry. I could help you look... maybe?"

"No. Thanks. I'm just going to... stay for a while before heading back. Clear my head."

"Work up an excuse for boosting the car, right?" Lizzie smiled.

"Right, get back on that straight and narrow I seem to have dropped off."

"Glad you're convinced."

She stood and waited for Jacob to move, and it took him a moment to realise.

"So... Thanks for the talk."

Jacob nodded at her easily before sliding from the hood of the car watching her walk away, shooting the occasional worried glance over her shoulder at him. A large part of him wished he could have imprinted on her. She was nice enough. Witty, and caring enough to notice that he was upset about something. Jacob knew he was being less than friendly, and it didn't deter her in the slightest.

Jacob began to walk off in the opposite direction from the car, and from Lizzie, when he felt that he was being followed again. It wasn't a threatening sense, just someone walking steadily behind him. But he began to wonder if Lizzie had decided to come after him again when he realised that the foot falls were different.

Moving at the same pace Jacob continued for a few steps before swinging round to the person who followed him grabbing them by the arm firmly and effortlessly.

"What do you want with me?," he scowled, not looking at his pursuer in the face.

"I,... I just wanted to meet you. I, ah, don't quite know why. I'm sorry," a voice responded, softening Jacob's scowl slightly.

Jacob allowed his eyes to trail up from his hand on the arm to the shoulder across and up the tanned neck before allowing his eyes to settle on her face and look into her round hazel eyes framed by her long black hair.

"I'm sorry. I'll just... Go. Now. I have to go."

"I'm so sorry. I thought... Well never mind what I thought." Jacob's face softened as he searched the girls face and his hand loosened immediately on her arm. "Did I hurt you?"

Jacob held his hands in the air abruptly to stop the girl feeling threatened as she shook her head.

"You're sure? I won't leave a mark?"

"No. I'll be fine. I have to go though."

"Okay. But, tell me your name?"

"Soraya. My name's Soraya," she said before she dashed off in the direction Jacob was heading.

Jacob was brought to a stop watching her go, as heat flooded through him. A heat he had never sensed in himself before now. All the things that linked him to his current life began to unravel, and then became sliced apart, like bungee ropes being severed. Only instead of plunging into the vast abyss, he began to soar into space for a moment.

A moment was all he soared for until a new string held him in place firmly. But it wasn't string. It was a steel cord. And it wasn't one strand, but millions and millions of them of varying sizes, all anchoring Jacob to one person. The symmetry of the universe became clear to him in a way he couldn't have seen through others eyes.

Earth's gravity no longer held Jacob where he stood.

It was the black haired girl that Jacob had just encountered and held onto for a moment.

Soraya.