When The Past Come A Knocking

FYI: No Sookie. Vampire/Vampire relationships are not frowned upon. Mainly just about Vampires (Cullens, Hales, Eric and Fangtasia gang, Bill, Bella, possibly some others in later chapters), Jacob and some of the residents of Bon Temps. Vampires don't sparkle or burn in sunlight; they just glow, like bright white light and Shifters/Weres don't have to change on a full moon they change when they want.

Chapter One: Fangtasia

It has been five years since the existence of vampire have been revealed. It has been much longer since I became one. On the fateful day I went looking for the meadow that me and him used to share, Victoria and Laurent both finally caught up with me. I, however, was actually pleased to see them; they were the only one's who could give me what I truly wanted. Death. I begged and begged and begged for them just to kill me, I didn't care if they drew it out, tortured me until I was broken in everyway possible, ripped me slowly limb from limb, made it as painful as possibly could or if they made it quick, easy and painless. I didn't care, all I wanted was death. It was all I ever wanted since he left me that day in the forest, alone and broken. Of course, I tried to kill myself but I couldn't help but think of Charlie and that promise, the promise that I should have never made, that he made me make. But then, I had two ruthless, powerful, revenge-filled vampire ready to kill me, my wish had finally come true.

But they did not. They didn't break me or torture me. They did not rip me limb from limb. It wasn't slow, nor quick and easy. Instead she gave me the thing I once wanted most, the thing that now was an inflicted curse… Immorality. She bit me, and so did Laurent. She wanted me to suffer an eternity without the person I needed most. I suppose it was only fair… a mate for a mate, though I was no longer his mate. But that what they did, they gave me a curse and now I have to live with it.

They left me alone in the forest to let the change happen. I had never been in some much pain, well, maybe I had but it was excruciating, like fire ripping through my veins, tearing my insides out with the scorching. I couldn't move; I spent the three day unconscious on the floor of the forest, unable to think or speak, only feel which was the last thing I wanted to do right then.

After the three day of Hell I woke up dazed and confused. I discovered three things that day: one, I was a shield, nothing could touch my mind, which was why he could never read me as a human; two, I was completely immune to human blood, and my eyes would never be any other colour but brown, I walked right up to Charlie and there wasn't a single flame in my throat. It's a very handy gift; and thirdly, I would always be immensely strong, stronger than Emmet, stronger than a newborn.

The night after my transformation I packed my things and left. I wrote a letter to Jacob explaining the whole story; all the truth and not to tell Charlie it and I wrote one to Charlie telling him I was going away, that I was old enough to take care of myself and I would speak to him soon. I heard that there was a vampire gathering in New Orleans so I thought I would go there. Away from all the memories, the painful memories…the painful, wonderful memories and all the regrets. I could stand being there any longer. I drove to Seattle, boarded a plane direct to New Orleans. Once there I met Eric Northman and life started looking up for me.

The day Vampires announced themselves to the world was the happiest day of my existence, apart from meeting Eric. It met that we no longer had to hide from the world; we could go about our day to day life just like everyone else. They used a cover story about some sort of disease, a genetic mutation that made us this way, the blood-drinking, the deathly-pale skin, the coldness, the never-aging and glowing in the sun. That was fine by me; also I hadn't got to hide anymore. The Japanese produced synthetic blood so we didn't have to drink from humans, or animals in mine and a few other people cases, it was tastier than I thought it was going to be. Eric opened a club in Shreveport with his best friend Pam. I, on the other hand, I moved to Bon Temps, buying myself a house with the money Eric gave me and got myself a degree in medicine, chemistry and forensic science.

I go see Eric and the rest of my friends every couple of weeks up in Shreveport. Eric is doing really well for himself, his business is thriving and is the Sheriff of area 5, an important status is Vampire Hierarchy. Obviously, everyone reports back to the Volturi but it makes in easy for them to have King and Queens of states and counties, and them to have underling than the Volturi and their guard to be everywhere at once. They make themselves known from time to time with executions of criminal vampire and stuff like that.

Eric is much older than any of the vampires I know, and knew. He is over a thousand years old and still looking fabulous. He's very handsome, radiant with blonde hair and blue eyes, approximately six-foot-five with broad shoulders. He's thin but muscular, and rather a lady's man with a real joie de vivre. Without Eric I have no idea what I would have done. He is my best friend, my shoulder to cry on, my sunshine. I met him a bar, he was trying, with all his charm and wit, to seduce me. That was until I slapped him and stormed out. He had never been treated that way before; usually he was so irresistible to women. That was when I broke down in tears, and I told him everything, every detail about my life before the change, what life was like with him, all the dangers and incidents that happened to me, I told him of my birthday, of Jasper, what he did to me, how he left me, broken and alone. Eric took me in a cared for me. Without him I would have just wasted away into a pit of pain and depression and eventually gone to the Volturi and asked for death.

Life with Eric and my new friends was happier than anything I had ever dreamed of. We did a lot of partying, like I said Eric was a lady's man. They taught me to forget the past, to focus solely on the present. To live each day as it was my last and cherish every moment I had. It's got me through a lot, that piece of advice has. The whole in my chest is barely there now, and I am glad.

I got myself a job; I love reading so I decided to open a book store. It does quite well to say Bon Temps in only a very small town. We have no library so it's more convenient to buy books from me than to drive to the nearest larger town to get them. I enjoy it very much, I get to do something I enjoy and see all my human friends and my vampire ones too.

But today I was going on a new venture. I was going driving over to Shreveport to see Eric and my friends…and sing at Eric's club. I was quite looking forward to it. Eric rang me the other day to ask me if I wanted the job at night, from when the club opened to when it closed. It didn't seem a bad idea; I would see my friends more often and get paid in the process. So, I got in my little mini with a bag of my "sexy" clothes and makeup and drove over to Shreveport, I got Jacob the last time he came over to rebuild my engine so I could drive at really fast speed. I have a need for speed now, my old truck stuck at 50mph wasn't fast enough plus I couldn't bear to be anywhere near it. It take about an hour to get from Bon Temps to Shreveport, I got there just as Eric was opening up.

"Eric, it's great to see you," I chimed with a smile on my lips.

"Bella, darling, it's been too long," Eric answered, still as handsome as ever.

"Indeed it has. I've been busy with my store, had a couple of book signings from authors and I had Jake over and had a dinner date with Sam, which didn't go to well so we decided just to stay friends."

"Someone's been a very Busy Izzy."

"Eric, I've asked you to call me that," I said in a playful voice, "you know I don't like it."

"Aww but I thought Izzy would be a great stage name. I was hoping you'd like it I've already had the posters made up," he said revealing to me a poster advertising me singing at Fangtasia for the foreseeable future.

"Ok the Eric, just because it's you, and only you, Izzy it is."

"Fabulous, I've had Pam hire someone to do your wardrobe not that you don't already look stunning but we need to get you looking really sexy on your opening night," he replied grinning from ear to ear like a Cheshire cat I couldn't help grinning too.

We walked through the closed down Fangtasia as Eric went around switching on the lights. After all the lights was on, he grabbed up a couple of bottles of Trueblood and we went to sit in his office to catch up. I talked about my store getting some book signings, no-one big like JK Rowling or people like that just some localish writers and a few friends I know who got their work published. There were successful events, most of Bon Temps came with a few of their friends and a few friends of mine came from out of town; and Jacob came too.

Jacob stayed after my events for a few weeks, getting away from La Push for a while, his father and mine. He enjoyed being here, and I enjoyed his company. We did shopping, went down to Merlottes for a few drinks and lounged around at home watching DVDs and catching up with what I was missing back home. My friends from Forks had all passed over, but we talked about the good old days and the La Push gang were still shifting but their job was much harder now that Vampires had announced themselves.

I told him about my dinner date with Sam who owns Merlottes bar, it was kind of disastrous. We went to a posh restaurant in Dallas, I was wearing a dress my mother had sent me for my "19th" birthday, she didn't know I was a Vampire and neither did Charlie, not even when they passed over. It was sapphire blue, halter neck and backless. It was just above my knee and I wore sapphire blue heels too. Apparently I was a picture of perfection, I told him I highly doubted it, Eric laughed, telling me I was always a picture of perfection.

It started off well; we ordered drinks and our starters. While we waited for those he asked me how my book signing events went although he already knew because he was there. I asked him how things at his bar were going. He told me he had a fight in the bar the other day and he had to call Andy Bellefleur to drag them out and arrest them. He had no idea what they were fighting over.

Our starters came ten minutes after we had ordered them with was quite fast I thought. We talked about the weather, boring I know, how Jake was doing. Sam and Jake had become good friends when Jake was on many long visits, as they were both shifters they had plenty in common although Jake had the right to be called a Were he just kept it at shifter because that's what there legends told them they were.

We ordered our main course and some drinks and the conversation was still flowing. Sam asked me all kinds of questions about myself, my favourite colour, my favourite food when I was human, about my family. He asked me how I was eating now so I asked him if someone asked you to eat dirt could you. He replied yes, so I told him that exactly what I was doing; eating dirt. He was very careful not to ask me about previous relationships or my friends from Forks or Forks in general.

We shared a desert which I thought was a very sweet idea. We had some sort of ice cream thing. I think he did it because it gave him an excuse to lean across the table closer to me, I had always had a soft spot for Sam, he reminded me of Jacob in so many ways. As we waited for the bill he took a hold of my hand, it took me by surprise, he was so warm. I looked down at our hands before looking back up at his face, there was an emotion is his eyes I couldn't place, but I didn't worry about it. He paid, wanting to be a gentleman, insisting that it be that way. It was very charming of him and I liked that.

We decided to take a walk by the river, it was moonlit and the stars were shining just as brightly. I told Sam it was romantic despite myself. He was holding my hand again and insisted that I wore his jacket although we both knew I couldn't feel the cold, but it was a very sweet gesture and I accepted it. We talked some more but about Sam, about his family, his childhood, dealing with being a shifter, about how he came to be running a bar. I asked questions, his favourite colour, sport, food, drink; where would he rather be which he answer right here with you, I wasn't too sure if I liked were this was going; where he'd travelled to and where he wanted to go. Conversation was flowing freely, but then it all went wrong…so very wrong.

We were walking back along the river to the car when he grabbed me, some murderer/rapist trying to attack me. He grabbed from behind, a hand over my mouth so I couldn't scream, trying to drag me away. Little did he know I didn't need protecting, biting down, drinking from him, it was a terrible idea but my life depended on it and so did my emotional stability. Sam phased and killed him tearing him to pieces, which wasn't a bad thing; he had to dispose of the pieces, still insisting he be a gentleman, not letting me help. He carried me the rest of the way to the care, to make sure I wasn't going to go into shock, or go into a general breakdown. It was chivalrous of him, another quality of Sam that I adored.

The journey back was a silent one, neither of us spoke much. Sam asked me if I was alright and I kept replying yes. He drove me right to my door, opening the car door for me and helping me out. I thought maybe he was trying to salvage what was left of our evening. He walked me to my front door with his arm around me. I asked him if he'd like to come inside, he gained a bit of enthusiasm and agreed. I made up coffee; I didn't know he was right behind me until it was too late. His lips were on mine, moving with hast but softly; they were warm and I longed to kiss him back, to make my lips move in sync, a beautiful partnership, I did love him in a way and lips did just that. Then the whole began to unravel, tearing its way through my chest. I fell to the fall, clutching my front.

He just stared at me as I broke into tearless sobs, "Sam, I can't," I said "Sam I just can't."

He knelt down beside me and whispered, "I know Bells, I know, I'm sorry, I can't help how much I love you. This guy broke you real bad, if I ever meet him so help me… Just let me put you back together Bella, let me love me."

I didn't know what to say so I told him the truth, "I love you too, Sam, more than you know, but I can't, I wish with all my heart and soul that I could but I can't, I'm too broken, I'm beyond repair, I can't let you waste your beautiful love on me…it wouldn't be right or fair."

He smiled, "Always thinking of others, Bella, for once, just think of yourself. I will never let you go or leave you, and I'll always love you. Bella, it's been years, it's time to move on, prove to this jackass that he can't break you, that he can't bring you down, show him what he's missing, show him a love he can never have…you are a beautiful person Bella with a massive capacity to love unconditionally and we love each other, and it feels so right…at least think about it. I'll love you no matter what you decide."

"You're right Sam, you are. Time to think of myself for a change and he's not going to hurt me anymore, he's not. I love you Sam, and we do feel right, I've never been happier than when I'm with you. Will you be with me, even if I'm merely a shadow of my former self, will you fix me Sam, please, put me back together," I was still sobbing even though I had a weak smile on my face.

"I will Bells, you can count on me, to love, care and comfort you, you'll be you again before you know it. I'm not going anywhere now, I love you so very much," he whispered softly into my ear as he scooped me off the ground and carried me to my room.

He gently laid me on my bed; I was exhausted although I couldn't sleep. I just lay there letting all my emotions and thoughts disappear. I sensed Sam watching me, slowly running his finger through the coils of my hair. Eventually he fell asleep and I was the one watching him, he chest slowly rising and falling, listening the steady beating of his heart, it was the most exquisite sound I had ever heard. It was the perfect end to a not so perfect night.

After I had finished my account of my busy social life for the past week, Eric was staring at me with his mouth hanging open. I stared right back until Eric had enough strength to speak, "Wow, you go girl, so you and Sam…"

"Are still dating, so don't bother to try and set me up with any of you delicious looking friends," we both laughed at that.

"So how long have you and Sam been together now?"

"Three weeks, a fabulous three weeks, I've never felt better. Jake came over a week ago and the first thing he asked was 'who are you and what have you done with my Bella?'" I smiled gleefully, "he's so happy for me, that I've finally found someone. He finally imprinted, that's why he was there, he wanted his best friend to meet his imprintee, Renesmee her name is. A brunette, short and slender, she's a younger and more beautiful version of me. Jacob obviously already knew Sam; he was glad he had finally won my heart and brought me back to life."

"Yes I notice the change; I've never seen you so bubbly or talk so fondly of anyone even Jake or your family," he smiled a cheeky grin, "I must meet your saviour, I must thank him and beg him to teach me his way."

I laughed, "Well, it just so happens that he's coming to see my opening night, and I was hoping to introduce him after the show."

"Darling, I'd love to, anyone who makes you happy I would love to meet."

"Great, so, back to tonight, do have a list of songs I should sing or personal preference?"

"Personal preference, darling, you can sing anything you like as long as its not rap, heavy rock stuff and R'n'B, of course there are a few exceptions but you have to clear it with me first."

"That's cool, so, I'd better get ready, where's Pam?"

"I'm right here," she replied pulling me up by my hand and whisking me out the door. I managed to shout bye before she pulled me completely out the room.

The club's opening hours were from 8pm to 4am…that's 8 hours I would be singing for. I got an hour break, either all together or broken up however I pleased and I changed outfit every hour. Pam had all my outfits for tonight ready. The first was very showy as it was my introduction. Bright scarlet floor length strapless which flared outwards gradually from my waist. My hair was done up in a sort of a bun thing, help up with a scarlet clip Charlie bought me one Christmas, if only he could see me now, if only. To top it all off I wore heels, killer heels, red straps but the platforms and heels themselves were silver to match the silver jewellery I was wearing from Sam for this occasion.

Eric came in fifteen minutes before show time, tonight he was waiting until 9pm to introduce me to the crowd, this means that the bar would be busier, not that it wasn't busy already.

"You look simply stunning, my beautiful butterfly."

"Thank you, Eric."

"You are most welcome, pick your song choices?"

"Yes, I've already given my list to the DJ."

"Good, its show time in T-15 minutes."

"Gosh, not much time left, Eric, could you get me a TrueBlood?"

"Sure."

Adrenaline would have coursed through my veins if it could; it felt like it did, like they were buzzing, a painless fire spreading through them. I hadn't been this nervous or excited in a long time and I was thoroughly looking forward to it. Eric came back with my TrueBlood and left soon after. He had other things to do other than wait around for the minutes to tick by before he announced me to his customers. If I was still human I'd probably be as red as my dress by now and shaking like a leaf, not that I would be putting myself in this situation of I was human. And something bad would probably happen to me, like tripping over and breaking my neck with the heels I was wearing, or loosing my voice, or fainting with nerves. I had about five minutes left, so I tried calming myself, taking unnecessary deep breathes, singing quietly to myself. This was to be the biggest thing I'd done in my life, I was just hoping I didn't ruin it, and that I'd make my Sam and Jake proud. Jake said he'd fly over to see me on my opening night, but he couldn't stop long, he had to get back to La Push, Pack business.

Time seemed to ticking by so slowly even for a vampire where seconds mean very little. I had never sung for a big crowd before. Obviously Sam has had heard me sing, I sang all the time had home, he told me I had a voice of an angel; I had to take his word for it. I never thought I was anything special when it came to singing or pretty much anything in fact but Sam made me feel worth something, constantly telling me how wonderful I was or beautiful or talented. And Jake had heard me sing on occasion. I sang for his last birthday because he asked me and he was rather drunk and he caught me singing a few times when I just wandered into my house like he owned the place.

And naturally Eric had heard me sing otherwise I wouldn't have the job. I had never been nervous about singing, I never had a cause to be, but I was shaking as Eric stepped on stage and bellowed into the microphone "Can have your attention please?", a deafening silence followed his words before he spoke again, "Tonight friends and guests, ladies and gentlemen, we have a very special guest who has agreed to be club singer for the foreseeable future, she is an incredibly dear friend of mine, some of you may already and without an further ado it would pleasure and privilege to introduce you to Izzy."

Shit. He had just said my name. I could hear the round of applause as I took another unnecessary deep breath and stepped out of the curtains and into the spotlight. Eric took a hold of my hand and walked with me to the microphone, he was grinning stupidly and I just couldn't help smile to. I was already at the microphone before I knew it. Taking another deep breath I finally spoke. "Thank you, thank you." the crowds instantly went quiet. I had never seen the place so full. "As you know my name is Izzy, and it is my pleasure to sing for you..." I turned and smiled at Eric before continuing "...so lets get this party started!!!" There was a big cheer and the band entered onto the stage. I went and had a quick word with them before resuming my place at the microphone.

I took another deep breath and began "1 2 3 4...
Uh... yeah... woo... hey yeah... huh... hoo yeah... uh huh... yeah...
I want to dance...

Clocks strikes upon the hour,
And the sun begins to fade.
Still enough time to figure out,
How to chase my blues away.
I've done alright up 'til now,
It's the light of day that shows me how,
And when the night falls, loneliness calls.

(Chorus :)
Oh! I wanna dance with somebody.
I wanna feel the heat with somebody.
Yeah! I wanna dance with somebody,
With somebody who loves me. (x2)

I've been in love and lost my senses,
Spinning through the town.
Sooner or later the fever ends,
And I wind up feeling down.
I need a man who'll take a chance,
On a love that burns hot enough to last.
So when the night falls,
My lonely heart calls.

(Chorus x2)

Somebody who... Somebody who... somebody who loves me...
Somebody who... Somebody who... to hold me in his arms...

I need a man who'll take a chance,
On a love that burns hot enough to last.
So when the night falls,
My lonely heart calls.

(Chorus x2)

Ooh ooh! Dance! Come on baby...
Dance! Wooo! Yeah! Dance! You dance like this...

Woah! (Dance!)

Don't you wanna dance? (Dance!) with me baby.
Don't you wanna dance? (Dance!) with me boy.
Don't you wanna dance? (Dance!) with me baby.
With somebody who loves me.

Don't you wanna dance?
Say you wanna dance.
Don't you wanna dance? (Dance!)
Don't you wanna dance?
Say you wanna dance.
Don't you wanna dance? (Dance!)
Don't you wanna dance?
Say you wanna dance. (Uh huh)(Dance!)
With somebody who loves me.
Ooh (dance!)
Ooh-oh (dance!)
Ooh (dance!)
...with me baby...

After I finished the song I felt ecstatic, I had never performed with a live band before or sang in front of this many people before but the feeling was crazy and I loved it. The dance floor was full of people dancing away to my music, I could see Eric from his usual booth in the middle of the bar grinning from ear to ear, he was pleased that his plan was working and pleased that I was enjoying myself, which I was. Sam and Jake were sitting at the same table, both with their jaws on the floor, not literally, but you know what I mean. Only moments had passed after I had finished my sing and taken in the room. I stepped back up to the microphone and spoke, "Thank you guys, nice to know someone think I'm good, anyway back tonight…I'm taking requests which I'll be singing between 12 and 2 so get deciding and next up is Valerie." I turned

Well sometimes I go out, by myself, and I look across the water.
And I think of all the things, of what you're doing, and in my head I paint a picture.
'Cause since I've come home, well my body's been a mess, and I miss your ginger hair, and the way you like to dress.
Oh won't you come on over, stop making a fool out of me, why don't you come on over, Valerie.
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie

Did you have to go to jail, put your house out up for sale, did you get a good lawyer.
I hope you didn't catch a tan, I hope you find the right man, who'll fix it for you.
Are you shopping anywhere, change the color of your hair, and are you busy.
Did you have to pay that fine, that you were dodging all the time, are you still dizzy.
Well since I come home, well my body's been a mess, and I miss your tender hair, and the way you like to dress.
Oh won't you come on over, stop making a fool out of me, oh why don't you come on over, Valerie.
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie

Well sometimes I go out, by myself, and I look across the water.
And I think of all the things, what you're doing, and in my head I paint a picture.
Since I've come home, well my body's been a mess, and I miss your tender hair, and the way you like to dress.
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Why don't you come on over Valerie...?

After Valerie I say Summer of '69 by Bryan Adams, I Don't Feel Like Dancing by the Scissor Sisters, and SexyBack by Justin Timberlake which got a few people's hearts beating, especially Sam when I started dancing, I never thought my dancing was sexy, but most of the male population of the bar thought it was and that I was so I was pretty pleased, but I only had eyes for Sam, who's eyes were already fixated on me. Eric gave me a suspicious wink as if he knew what I was doing, which wasn't anything in particular.

I sang a few more song, nothing over sexy or anything, nothing that required me to get my sexy groove on, that was coming later. I did a few pop classics that everyone liked and after those it was time for my clothing change. I thanked my crowd who absolutely adored me; it was nice to know so many people enjoyed my singing. Before I was dragged off by Pam I had a quick break. I got myself a TrueBlood from the bar along with another beer for Sam. I went over to his table and sat down. I got mobbed by a few instant fans who wanted an autograph and I happily obliged them. When that moment of craziness had died away, I turned back to Sam, whose eyes were as wide as saucers and staring right at me, his blue eyes bright and longing.

"So, how did I do?"

He stared at me and after a moment he spoke, simply saying "Wow."

"That good, huh?"

"Have I told you I love you today?"

"Maybe, I can't recall," I replied with a smile, teasing him a little in my answer.

"Well, Isabella Marie Swan, I love you, with all my heart and soul, you are the most astounding, exquisite and unique person I have had the pleasure of meeting."

"Since you put it that way," I smiled moving so my face was an inch from mine, "I love you too, Sam Merlotte," then our lips were joined in a very passionate kiss, the kind of kiss you had when you wanted to take thing further, which was just what Sam had in mind as he run his hand under my dress, over my leg. But this wasn't the time or the place so I slowly pulled away, "later, Sam, later, by the way, the next dress is for you," I kissed him on the top of his head, and skipped away to Pam who dragged me to the changing room.

It was a quick change and now I was wearing a deep purple dress that was very short, I mean very short, it just came to my thigh and it was rather low cut with wide scrunched up straps with a silver clasp in the middle, I was wear killer heels still but this time in purple. I stepped back out onto the stage and there was a procession of wolf-whistling and catcalling and gawking. Sam was practically drooling, for a moment I thought I was being cruel teasing him so but I knew he'd thank me later.

"Thank you guys, I'm going to sing some more songs for you then take a break until 12 so my good friend Mr DJ can play a few dance tracks that even I can't sing then I'm singing your requests, give your ideas to the bartender and I'll sing as many as I can. Now this is Single Ladies by Beyonce."

I sang the song loudly and danced very sexily, I had the male population's heart's pounding, trying you escape their chests and most of them were pretty damn excited I can tell you. I sang Hips Don't Lie by Shakira, Like It or Not by Madonna, Lose My Breath by Destiny's Child, Don't Upset the Rhythm by Noisettes, Just Dance by Lady Gaga, Crazy In Love also by Beyonce and a few other modern, sexy songs.

The applause I received at the end of my hour was phenomenal. Maybe it was because I sang well to get people in the mood for dancing or I danced well to get people's hearts racing. Maybe it was because I was loved by all these people because I bought something into their lives that they couldn't bring in themselves; music. A beat and rhythm no-one else could give. And this knowledge made me smile, people needed and wanted me, and for the first time in a long time I was at peace and complete. I was a good feeling, and I got of the stage feeling enlightened and my self-confidence was through the roof.

I went to sit with Sam on my break. I went to the bar to us some drinks, naturally I had a TrueBlood and I got Sam his favourite beer. As I sat down Sam was staring at me. I asked him if he thought I did well, he didn't answer he just continued to stare me as a huge grin spread across his face. He took hold of my hand and kissed it and carried on kissing the length of my arm then my shoulder then my neck, cheek before finally my lips. Only then did he speak, "You were beyond words, I don't know what else to say. Oh Bella you mean so much to me, I'm not sure if I'd be able to go on without you."

"Sam, thank you, you've done so much for me and always been there when I needed you, I love you with all my heart. I could bear to loose you." I dropped my voice level to just a whisper, my lips less than an inch from his ear, "I'll prove to you how much I really do love you later."

As I rose I saw Jacob making his way through the crowd with my favourite Jacoby grin on his face. I sat back down as Jake pulled up an empty chair to our table with he mouth wide open, I think was because he was so shocked at my performance and so was I in fact. It took him a few minutes before he actually spoke; I and Sam continued to stare at him until he spoke, "That. Was. Awesome." They were the only word that left his mouth. A massive grin spread across his face as he rose from his chair and walked around the table to me. I rose to greet him as he pulled me into a tight hug, kissing my cheek. Then he whispered in my ear, "Bella, you look gorgeous, your performance was stunning and the dancing…well, the dancing, Sam is one lucky guy, I would love to be in his shoes, you know that but I am honoured and thrilled that we are best friends."

I had no idea what to say, I had always know Jake had a thing for me, but I thought he had grown out of it years ago when he knew I wasn't go to be able to love anyone for a while. A very long while, in fact centuries and then I found Sam. I really thought he would have given up by now. Plus, he had Renesmee so his life revolved around her. I always saw him as my best friend nothing more nothing less and he knew that too, maybe he just thought I should know he still had feelings, now that I was capable of love again. But I had no intention of letting Sam go any time soon.

Finally after a long pause, all this time still in his arms, I pulled away from him slightly to see his face and said "Thank you Jake, thank you, it means a lot to me that you care so much," I smiled and remove myself from his hug and sat back down next to Sam.

Only moments later, Pam came over to our table. Jake had already left for La Push, he had a Pack Meeting and as he was now Alpha he had to be there to run the meeting. She told me that Eric had requested my presence at his table in the corner. She also told me that she enjoyed my performance and that I would be an asset to the team at Fangtasia, I smiled and thanked her before telling Sam that I was going to talk to Eric and that I'd be back as soon as I was able.

I went over to his table, signing a few autographs on posters and posing for a few pictures along the way. When I got their Eric was beaming, probably very proud of his new little money making machine and maybe a little happy for me too. I smiled the same infectious smile as I sat down.

"My, my, Izzy, weren't you a dark horse, I'm very glad I asked you to sing in my bar, you were absolutely sensational, I loved you, the staff love you and most importantly the crowd loves you. The singing was magnificent but the dancing was something else, you did us all proud Bella, and most of all, you did yourself proud. You looked dazzling. You were amazing. You are amazing. Congratulations."

I grinned at Eric's comments, because for once I actually believed that he was right. Usually when people complimented me I used to thank them but I never believed what they were saying because I always thought it was false. I had this pre-printed idea of myself and no amount of compliments or arguments was going to change it – I always thought I wasn't special or beautiful or smart or talented or anything like that I always saw myself as plain, ordinary, shy, quiet me, nothing more and nothing less and finally someone had broken down my wall and I was seeing myself for the first time in a non-tainted light and I liked what I saw, my self-esteem and confidence had grown 10-fold since he had left and I finally felt happy with myself than I'd been in a long time. And that's exactly what I told him and I thanked him for allowing me the chance. I hugged him tightly before going back to Sam, kissing him and went back stage for my next dress, jade green, floor length with a halter neck.

The rest of the evening ran smoothly, I sang as many requests I could in two hours, only pausing for breathe which I didn't need and blood which I need. It was a mixed bad, some old favourites, some new favourites, some songs that I had never heard before which I apologized for and I'd research them and sing them next time the person who requested them was in the bar. The bar was dancing most of the night, even Sam danced to my surprise, I didn't think he was going to seeing as I was singing but Pam offered which I though was quite nice, instead of him being lonely in his chair which I'm he was content doing, staring at me, but got to have some fun to.

When my shift was finally over after a mind-blowing experience and wondrous night, I came away feeling content, at peace and loved. Sam and I walked over to the car together, hand in hand, smiling and laughing, he was kissing me again. I could wait to get home. It took all my strength not to give in to his teasing and kisses right there and then. He kept on whispering that he loved me, what I meant to him, how he would do anything for me, and he didn't stop telling me as we drove back to Bon Temps either. We eventually arrived back at my house; we didn't even get to the doorstep before the passionate kissing began. I only just managed to unlock the front door before he had my dress off me. Let just say that I proved to Sam just how much I loved him in a very passionate act that last the whole night through…

[A/N: So, a little different from my usual stuff, for a start it's more suggestive than anything I've written so, that's new. Never done a cross over so that's new too. Hope you enjoyed, THE TITLE IS SUBJECT TO CHANGE, and I promise lots of action, cliff-hangers, romance and a few broken hearts, the perfect recipe for a perfect fic…please keep reading and review if you want. Thanks peeps :D ]