AN-Another rampet plot got lose in my head when I was asleep. I spent all Sunday agonizing over this story. And the sad thing is, it probably doesn't show how much time I spent writing and rewriting. Enjoy.

Disclaimer-I do not own Twilight. That honor belongs to Stephenie Meyer.

Fireworks of Realization

Bella awoke to the sounds of Charlie going through his morning routines at five in the morning. 'Must be going fishing with Billy,' she thought. She climbed out of bed and walked down to the kitchen to find Charlie drinking some coffee, reading the paper.

"Morning," She said, opening the cabinet and grabbing a pack of pop tarts.

"Hey, Bells. What are you doing up so early?" Bella shrugged. "I'm going down to La Push for the day. You want to come along? I'm sure Jacob would love to see you. Billy said he's been asking if you'd be coming down soon."

Bella's head tilted in thought. She'd love to go see Jacob. The last she had been to see Jacob, she left on bad terms. "Sure, let me just go change."

An hour later, she found herself getting out of the cruiser at Jacobs house. Billy came wheeling out to meet them. He looked shocked to when Bella got out of the car.

"Hey, Bella. Jacob's not up yet, but I'm sure he won't mind much if you wake him up." Billy said. Charlie loaded up Billy's fishing gear into the back of the cruiser. She nodded and walked into the house. Bella reached Jacobs small closet of a room and sat on the bed, gazing at the boy fast asleep in it. Yawning, she lie down next to him and fell asleep.

Bella looked over at Jacob curiously. Ever since that day in the clearing, she'd been thinking about that kiss she and Jacob shared. It was about as intense as the ones she had shared with Edward. Bella wondered if it was only the heat of the moment that had made it as passionate as it was. Well, there was only one way to find out.

"Hey, Jacob." Jacob tore his eyes away from the TV and looked down at her. Now was her chance. Bella tilted her head towards his and placed her lips experimentally on his. Jacob froze momentarily in shock before returning the kiss with fervor.

Bella parted her lips and Jacob used the opportunity to plunge his tongue into her awaiting mouth. There they were, the fireworks that Bella experienced out in the clearing, flashing in her eyes. Bella broke the kiss, turning away with a groan. She closed her eyes and rested her forehead on her knees. "Damn it."

"I know," Jacob said, putting an arm around her shoulders. He knew exactly why she was cursing. "You know you always have a choice. I'm always going to be right here if you decide you want a chance at life."

"Why does it have to be so damn hard? I need Edward, I love his so much. But, I also love you. I can't see being without either of you." Bella said quietly. She could see the life that could've been, the one that she envisioned that afternoon a few weeks ago, playing in the back of her mind again like it had for weeks. It haunted her. "I love you both so much; I don't know what to do."

"I love you to Bella," Jacob said. Bella lifted her head from her knees to look at Jacob. She could see in his eyes that he meant it. She kissed him again.

Bella meant it to be quick and chaste, but instead it turned hungry and abandoned. His hot breath mixed with hers as he grabbed her hips and moved her so that she was straddling him. Bella tangled her hands into his soft, black hair. Jacob broke away and started trailing burning hot kisses down her neck. Bella gasped and arched her back, her hips pressing down against his, creating divine friction for both of them. She pressed down again and heard Jacob emit a small hiss.

His kisses were so much different than Edward's. There was no restraint. No fear that she would get hurt. 'This is what has been missing,' Bella thought. The tenacity, the need that was never experienced with Edward because he pulled away before it could be experienced. Again, the image of a future with Jake flashed through her mind: Bella and Jacob making love in some fancy hotel in the tropics; Bella holding a small baby with black hair; the two of them running down First Beach chasing after two small children; growing old together. The image faded to one of her and Edward, young, pale and unchanging. Bella gasp as she came to the conclusion she wasn't willing to give up that first vision.

"Jacob." Bella panted out. Jacob stopped his onslaught on her neck and gazed up at her. She brought his head up to her level, biting her bottom lip. Was she willing to choose Jacob over Edward, who said he could not exist without her? But could she live for an eternity and not see Jacob ever again? No, she couldn't live a life without her personal sun. "Jacob, I have a choice. I choose you. I want you. I can't-I can't give up my dad, or my mom, or Phil or you. I can't leave you behind."

"Are you serious? Don't play with me here, Bells. Are you sure that's what you want?" Jacob asked, trying to mask the enthusiasm in his voice with a serious look in his eyes.

"I'm sure. I just wish I would have realized it before." Bella said, burying her head into his shoulder. "I want to have a long life with you. Will you let me have that life?"

"You don't even have to ask." Jacob whispered. He held her close, her head buried in his neck and his resting against hers, for what seemed like hours, barely speaking until Jacob finally asked the question she didn't have an answer for. "What are you going to tell him?"

AN-I'm going to continue story. But it will have to wait awhile. I have so many stories I seriously need to update. So it might be a few weeks or so, depending if I can get my butt in gear. Here's hoping. This is way out of my comfort zone; I really don't like the Jacob/Bella pairing. But this idea would not leave me alone. Please take the time to review. It only takes a couple of seconds. I respond to all sign reviews. I love that I have the time to do that. Hopefully see you in a few weeks. Check out my other stories until then.