Disclaimer: I do not own Jacob Black or any other Twilight, New Moon, or Eclipse characters. I only own Nathalie, Holly, Ryan, and the other characters that I made up.

Chapter 1

It was dark out, and the nighttime stars glistened in the sky. I looked up and admired them, searching for the only constellations I knew; Orion's Belt, the big dipper and the little dipper. I managed to catch the big dipper…or maybe it was the little dipper. I always got them confused. I checked my cell phone and saw it was 10:03. I better get going otherwise mom and dad are going to be extremely pissed at me. I quickened my pace to a slow jog. My house was almost in view; just behind two small hills. The problem was that I would have to walk through them. Great, I hope there aren't bugs in there. I hate bugs! I swallowed and zippered my jacket on tighter.

There was some small laughter coming from behind me. I froze and slightly glanced behind my shoulder. There were four or five guys not too far behind me. Hopefully they didn't notice me. They looked drunk. Yeah, they were drunk. They all staggered as they walked and kept tripping. Then one of them, I think he was blond, I couldn't tell, looked up and saw me. Shit. He smirked and whistled. How he thought I was hot, I had no idea. I was wearing a big, puffy, white, winter jacket with black gloves and a white hat. Blondie must be drunk. All of the others stopped and glanced at me and began laughing.

"Hey, you wanna come party?" One of them asked. It was a tall guy that was standing in the back. They all laughed again. I ignored them and speeded up. They began running/falling towards me.

"We don't wanna hurt ya!" A different guy called out, his voice slurring.

Five feet away. I slowed down as the land began to incline. I rolled down on the other side of the first hill and somehow managed to get myself stuck on the branches of a small bush. Well this sucks, considering the hill is concealed on all sides so no one was going to be able to see me. I tried to pull myself up, but I was way too dizzy. They were going to catch me for sure. I gulped as I saw the shadow of them reaching the hill. 'Help,' was stuck in my throat. I was too scared to let it out.

"There you are baby," Blondie called out. "We were looking for you. Looks like you're stuck. Let me help." He walked/staggered over to me and ended up falling on top of me. He laughed in my face. He reeked of alcohol.

"Oops," he chuckled. "My bad."

Blondie wasn't sorry at all; he proved my assumption by licking his lips. He started unzipping my jacket when I kicked him away. His friends all laughed. I struggled again, without any success, to get myself out of the bush. The tall guy came over and kicked me, hard, in the stomach.

"Ow!" I cried out in pain, and they laughed.

"Pin her, guys," Blondie commanded. The tall guy and the other three all laughed and each grabbed a part of me. Blondie lied on top of me again and sneered when I struggled to escape. I swallowed and closed my eyes, awaiting my fate, when I heard a low growl coming from behind.

All of five of their heads shot up. Blondie finally got off of me and I opened my eyes. What was growling a moment ago? I tried to see past their heads, but I was still pinned to the ground. They let go of me and backed up with fear in their eyes. That's when I got a good long look at it. I had no idea what it was. Maybe a mixture of a dog and a bear, or an abnormal-sized wolf. He had rust colored fur that shined in the moonlight. His teeth were bared and he was glaring down at the five drunks.

"Come on guys," Blondie called out. "Let's go!"

"What about the girl?" The tall guy asked, not tearing his eyes away from the wolf-thing.

"Forget about her!" Blondie said, his words slurred. "Let her get eaten!"

They all tore away from the scene, leaving me still caught in the bush, staring in horror at the wolf. He closed his mouth and appeared to be, if it's even possible, smiling. Smugly. My heart was pounding so crazily inside my chest that I was afraid it was going to jump out. He took a step closer to me and I backed away slightly. I attempted to get myself free from the bush, again, with no improvements. He was finally close enough for me to feel his breath, his warm musky breath, brush passed my face. It warmed me up and suddenly, I wasn't afraid. Not anymore. This dog's presence completely relaxed me. I knew he wasn't going to hurt me. I even smiled a little. He had lovely brown eyes.

The dog went over to the bush and, using his mouth, pulled my leg free from the bush of evil. I checked my leg over to make sure I didn't hurt it. When I saw it was undamaged, I looked back up to thank him, but he was already gone. It was the strangest thing. I didn't want him to leave. I felt comfortable around him, even if it was for only a minute. I wasn't looking forward to walking the rest of the way home alone.

"Hey," I called out shakily. "Don't, don't go!"

Silence.

He wasn't coming back. He was probably never coming back. I sighed and stood up. I walked up exited onto the other side of the second hill. My house was only a short distance away. I took one last look behind me, secretly hoping he would be there. But he wasn't. Reluctantly, I made my way back to my home. Before I walked into my house, I could've sworn I heard someone or something howling.

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I was thinking about that wolf for the next couple of days. I was always spacing out in the middle of class. I almost received a detention in calculus. My friends naturally got annoyed with it.

"Nat," my best friend Holly asked me Friday at lunch. I was picking at my turkey sandwich. "What is wrong with you? I'll be talking to you, but you'll be in another world. You mind telling me what's going on?" I snapped out of my trance and blinked twice before I answered.

"Oh, um, not really," I answered.

She rolled her eyes.

"Well you better snap out of it. Winter Formal is in like, a month! You need to find a date."

"That's great," I said distractedly.

"Ryan, talk to her please!" Holly commanded, fed up. Ryan, my best guy friend looked up from his pizza. His brown hair did the flippy thing and was constantly in his face.

"What?" He asked. Holly gestured towards me. "Oh, right. Well, yeah Nathalie. You've been acting like a zombie all week! What's on your mind?"

I was about to tell him no when the bell rang. I looked at them apologetically and gathered my books.

When school ended three periods later, I headed straight for my car. It was a crappy little blue cavalier. The paint was chipping everywhere and there was a small dent on the hood where my dad fell on it (don't ask). I got in and drove home, making sure to avoid any of my friends. I didn't want them to know about my encounter with the wolf; I kind of wanted it to be my own little secret. I would tell them when I was ready.

I pulled into my driveway and ran into my house. I plopped my bag onto my couch and started climbing up the stairs.

"Nat?" My mom called from the kitchen table.

"Yeah?" I asked. I hope she didn't want me to do anything; I was tired and wanted to lie down.

"Just checking," she said. "How was school?"

"Fine!" I responded, relieved.

I ran the rest of the way up the stairs. I jumped onto my bed and pulled out my English homework. Stupid William Shakespeare. He was so boring.

Thank the lord it was Friday, because I fell asleep in the middle of reading Macbeth.

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I woke to the sound of tapping at my window. I glanced out the window and didn't see any light, and I assumed that the sun must have already set. I looked at my alarm clock and it said 10:11.

"Hmph," I said to myself. Same time I met that wolf… I got up from my bed and pulled open my curtain, and jumped back at what was awaiting me patiently on my roof.

There was a large dog sitting behind my window. No, wait; it was my wolf friend that saved me! My heart jumped up in joy when I realized it was him. I quickly rolled open the window and stuck my head out. His rust colored fur blew ever so slightly in the wind. He was panting, and his tongue was dangling out of his mouth like bubble tape. But he looked happy. His brown eyes had a certain little glow to them. I ran back to my bed and put my pillows under the covers. It's dark in here, my parents will never be able to tell it's not me under there. Or not. They'll probably notice I'm gone if they turn the lights on. I shrugged my shoulders indifferently and went back to the window and climbed through to join my furry new friend. He was sitting on the small roof that rose above our porch.

"Hello!" I whispered happily. "I am so glad to see you again!"

The dog growled slightly as in response. It wasn't a mean growl, but a small gentle growl. I giggled. He brushed his nose against my skin. It was wet and cold, just like any other dog. I slowly picked up my hand and gingerly touched his fur. It was long and warm.

"Do you have a name?" I asked quietly, looking for a dog tag. Why he would have one, I have no idea. Just checking. He nodded his head.

"I suppose you wouldn't be able to tell me, being a dog and all…" He whined. "You want me to guess it?" He licked my face, telling me yes in dog language.

"Ok, does it start with an A?" he didn't respond. I recited the whole alphabet until I got to the letter J. He barked excitedly.

"Shh!" I said, hoping nobody heard him. "OK, J then. Josh? James? John? Julian? Jacob?" He barked again, when I said Jacob. I smiled.

"Alright! Jacob it is! Well, Jacob, I just wanted to say that I am very happy that you saved me a few days ago." He nudged me again with is nose."You wanna know my name?" I asked and his eyes glittered. "Nathalie. Nathalie Hunter." We practically spent the whole night talking, well, I did. He would occasionally answer with a bark or whine or nudge.

I yawned and stretched, wondering how long we've been out here for.

"Hold on, let me check the time," I told him, and he rested his head on his paws. I climbed back through my window and looked at my alarm clock for the second time that night. Actually, now it's the first time this morning. It was 2:36 a.m. I knew I had to get some sleep, but I didn't want to say good bye to Jacob. I stuck my head back out the window and smiled sadly at him. He looked up curiously.

"It's 2 in the morning. I need to go to sleep," I said quietly. He whined in response. "I know. I don't want to leave you either. But you can still come and talk with me tomorrow! It'll have to be at night. I'm pretty sure my parents wouldn't understand why I was going out to talk to a dog. So, good night."

He looked at me sadly and licked my face gently. I chuckled and rubbed him around his ears. He closed his eyes happily, at peace.

"Night," I repeated, and kissed him on his head, making him appear much happier.

He stood straighter and gave a little bark. I smiled at him and closed my window.

I wondered if he was really going to leave, or watch over me while I slept. It made me feel safe just thinking about the fact that he was watching over me, like he was my guardian angel.

A/N: Hm, I kind of just realized that this chapter did not make sense. All of a sudden she knew Jacob? Wha? Why didn't you guys say anything?

*Glares angrily at you all*

I guess I should be nice if I want any reviews…but this isn't the end, you hear?!

So hopefully this story line makes a lot more sense than it did before. Toodles!