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[A/N]: Set somewhere in Breaking Dawn. Renesmee is never born ( NO Volturi battle, NO Jacob/Renesmee imprint)


My hand gripped the steering wheel, when I read the sign that said The Quileute Tribe Welcomes You to La Push. I left this place 11 years ago. I was eight when my mom dragged me into our little Subaru and hauled me off to California. I had screamed and cried to stay in La Push with my dad, to not leave my friends. I didn't understand why we were leaving; in my eyes everything was perfect. I didn't hear the arguments or see my parents growing apart.

My heart ached when I turned down my old street, tears clouded my vision. The tears were of anger and pain. My dad had died here, the place I loved and hated. I parked my Honda CRV in the driveway of my dad's house. Well my house now. I had been avid about arriving at night; I knew that everyone in a 15 mile radius would be trying to come to see me if I came in the day.

My dad had been much respected in our community. He owned a small general store in town; everyone would stop by to talk to him. I used to help him around the store after school. I took a deep breath exiting the car. I was exhausted, but I had to unpack tonight. I grabbed a hair tie and pulled my wavy black hair into a ponytail. It was one of the things I inherited from my dad along with my dark russet skin. My dad was Quileute and my mom was African American.

I grabbed the brown boxes from the back and walked to the door. I didn't know what I was expecting when I walked in. But nothing had changed. The dark wood floors with tribal area rugs scattered around through out the house. The carved tables were crowded with photos of my family. Small photos of my early childhood hung in the hallways. The smell was even the same. The comforting mixture of wood, potpourri and the dry fireplace filled my nose.

I continued through the house to the guest bedroom. I didn't want to sleep in my old room. I dropped the boxes in the corner, walking out to grab my suitcases from the car. I had packed everything I had and brought it along with me. I didn't know why I had done that, I wasn't planning on staying forever. I just was going to stay for awhile. I would just take over the store for short time and visit with some of my old friends.

I shut the trunk door and locked up the car. I toted the suitcases into the guest bedroom. I looked at the clock on the end table by the bed, it was 10:37. I grabbed pajamas from my bag and went to take a shower. I didn't know why but I started to cry in the shower. Heartbroken sobs for the death of my father. He was fishing when he had the heart attack; we had always gone fishing together. It was 2 hours before anyone found his lifeless body.

I cursed myself for not being there, I could have saved him. I felt worse because I didn't go to the funeral. Though I had been in the hospital myself. I was in a car accident, which had left me with a broken arm and a long deep brown scar on my left thigh. I turned the shower off, grabbing a towel. I slipped into my pajamas, and climbed under the warm sheets of my bed. Tomorrow would be a long day.

I woke up to the ringing of my cell phone. I cursed whoever was calling; it was barely even seven o-clock. I yanked the device from my purse, not looking at the caller id. "Who the hell is this?" I said agitated. "Don't you dare use that language with me young lady!" My mother shouted in the phone. Crap, I regretted not looking at the caller id. "Oh, sorry Mom." I apologized quickly. My mom always overreacted.

"Why didn't you call me, when you got in?" I sighed; she always seemed to want to have me check in with her though I was 19. "Mom, I got in late. I'm sorry I didn't call, I was exhausted." I settle back down on the bed, now fully awake. "Well I called Sue and told her you were in town." She said. Damn it! Couldn't my mom for once not tell Sue everything? My mom and Sue Clearwater have been best friends for almost 25 years. They told each other everything about anything. Now Sue would be expecting me to stop by.

"Ok, mom. I'll stop by to say hi. Talk to you later." I sighed, and hung up the phone. I looked at the clock again it was fifteen minutes past seven. I was fully awake now so my hopes of getting a few more hours of sleep were dead. I threw the covers off of me, agitated with getting up so early. I walked to the bathroom to start my morning routine.

I dressed in jean shorts and a flannel shirt. I lift the shirt unbuttoned with a fitted tank top underneath. It was one of the more comfortable outfits I had brought along. I grabbed my phone and keys and headed to my car.

The Clearwaters didn't live far from the house. I hope that I wasn't arriving too early. The house was just like I remembered tan and single level. I was excited to see Leah; she used to be my best friend before I moved. From the corner of my eye, I saw someone walking from the back of the house. A tall girl with short hair and russet skin. I jumped out the car and tried to catch up with her.

"Hey!" I shouted to get her attention. She wore a scowl, which twisted her beautiful face. "What?" she shouted back, rudely. Her voice sounded familiar. No could that be... "Leah?" The girl tried to get a better look at me. Her eyes bulged in recognition. "Naomi?" her voice filled with shock. Tears started to fill up in my eyes, I wiped at them before they could spill over. I nodded, still shocked that it had been so long. Leah ran over to me, and stared me in the eye."Oh my god it is you!" She said her face still shocked.

"Hey Lee." I smiled at my old nickname for her. She smiled back. She pulled me into a tight hug practically bouncing; I couldn't help but bounce too. Her skin was hot as fire. "I can't believe you are here. I thought I would never see you again." She said wiping fiercely at the tears that streamed down her face. "Same here." I said still wiping at my stupid tears."So what brings you here, Gnome?" she said using my childhood nickname. My dad first gave me the name when I was 5 because I was so short for my age then.

"Well, I came to check on the store for a while, and visit a little." I explained. "So how long is 'awhile'?" she asked. I wasn't really sure how long I was staying. I simply shrugged. I couldn't give any false promises. "Ayy! Leah, mom called…" The sound came from a tall boy with black hair. His face filled with shock, and then a happy grin crossed his face. I knew automatically who he was, though I remembered him when he was only 3 feet tall. He looked to be over 6 feet tall now.

"Seth?" I couldn't get over the mental comparison of the 4 year old boy in my mind and the one in front of me now. His happy grin grew wider as he walked over to me and Leah. "Hi, Naomi!" he said in his happy little tone. Before I could register I was brought in to a bone crushing hug. Seth was as hot as Leah. "Can't... breathe..." I managed to say, despite being deprived of oxygen.

"Oh, sorry." Seth apologized, placing me back on the ground. I began to breathe at a normal pace. Seth continued to smile at me until Leah stubbed his toe."Leah, what the hell!" Seth shouted, hopping around on one foot. I chuckled at his shocked expression. He calmed down, glaring slightly at his sister.

"So are you going to the cookout?" Seth asked, recovered from his injury. "A cookout? Its 9:00 in the morning." I replied. Who has cookouts this early? They didn't do this when I lived here. Seth shrugged, "Mom got up like 6 this morning, talking about some cookout she had to put together." I knew exactly what he was talking about. My mind went back to the phone call with my mother this morning. She had already called Sue to let her know I was in town. Damn it!

But I couldn't be mad, I was hungry as hell. And besides might as well meet with everyone at one time. "Sure, I'll go. Whose house will it be at?" "Sam's and Emily's." Seth replied seeming happier. I knew both Sam and Emily, but I didn't know Emily had moved to La Push. Leah seemed a little irritated by Seth's reply.

"So are you guys going?" I definitely didn't want to go by myself. Seth and Leah both nodded. "Well, you guys want to ride with me?" I gesture to my car. "Yeah, sure. Let's go." Seth was happier if that was possible. Leah's mood seemed to be a little dampened but not quite all the way.

We got in, Seth sat in the back. He told me the directions to Emily's. The ride was not long. It seemed too short to me. I was suddenly dreading seeing my old friends.


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