Summary

Jacob Black is the owner of his own mechanic shop in Forks Jacob knows she has a past but he can't quiet figure it out. . Charlotte Marie Ravensky is a beautiful young woman who had been abducted by a high ranking Volturi member and escapes. She escapes after 2 years and comes to Forks seeking out her remaining relatives in hopes to find comfort and start over. Unfortunate events lead her to meet Jacob. This is about how they meet and the growth of their relationship and walks through as he find out about her past. This is set after Breaking Dawn with no Renesmee imprint. This is about the development of Jacob's relationship with Charlotte and what goes on inside their heads.

Chapter 1

(Charlotte Pov)

I felt the cold radiate from the window as I stared out at the passing trees as we drove along. Listening to the purr of the engine of his old truck.

"What are you thinking about, honey?" Jacob glanced over at me.

I pushed back a strand of my long dark brown hair behind my ear. Then in silence I shrugged off a shiver and scooted closer him and he put his warm arm around me as he continued driving down the road.

"Uhmmm just thinking about the first time I came to Forks." I leaned my head against his shoulder and pulled at his button down shirt, rubbing the dark navy flannel between my fingers.

…A few years ago I would have never thought something as great as Jacob would happen to me…

Life never turns out as you expect it. No matter how hard you try to plan it out something always changes. Those changes, good or bad, make you who you are supposed to be.

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(Charlotte Pov)

I sat in a red leather booth at a diner. Fork Washington. Out of all the places living this would have never been on the list of choices. It was pouring the rain. Luckily the diner was a nice quaint little place, the colored light reflected across the dark wood on the walls. The pictures of Indians felt like they were piercing my sole, watching me as I sat gazing at the menu even though I had already order a juicy hamburger. Paranoid, that is what I was thought, it was to be expected…

The two scraggly men pulled up chairs to my table…. "Figures", I thought to myself.

"You are new around here, huh?" One of the men put their hand on the back of the booth the alcohol on their breathe. Then they began making very crude jokes and sexual references.

I glared at the men in silence. They continued to verbally harass me. Finally the Betty, the waitres, came over. From first impression Betty was a hefty African American woman who was nice, good at her job, but could lay down the law if need be. "Are these men here causing you trouble ma'am?" she asked.

I just timidly shook her head 'yes' knowing words would cause an argument.

The two men cackled drunkenly, "Ha, she was just enjoy'en our company Bets." The waitress politely asked the two troublemakers to leave. The men were planning on ignoring her, but a tall, stout Indian man stood up from the bar and the two left without another word. I glanced up at the man. The waitress turned around to see who it was, "Well thank you Sam! It sure would be nice to have you as some sort of security bouncer around here."

"No problem I was just picking up some dinner for Emily and noticed those guy needed some encouragement. They didn't look like they could handle the wrath you were going to unleash." he laughed. I observed their inter actions peering through my wet hair at Sam to give him a thankful look as he picked up his order and left.

After sitting at the table a little while longer. I had decided I had met enough people for one night and quickly paid my bill in cash and duct out the door. It was gloomy overcast pouring the rain. The click of the glass door behind me slightly startled me as I stepped onto the hard gravel. I pulled my black rain coat closer shrugging off the cold as I headed towards my old truck. As I was putting the key into the door lock. I had notice my tires were slashed, and the windshield busted out. One of the men who was giving me a hard time in the diner put his hand on the door holding it shut. Fear suddenly ripped me. When I looked up at him I noticed his friend had backed out their very large jacked up pick-up truck to block the view of us from the dinner and any chance of me backing my vehicle out. I always park in front view of the building so people have a chance to notice if something bad were to happen. Well for these guy to be kind of drunk they planned this well. They had backed out in between my truck and the dinner blocking either view. Knowing full well his intentions were to either abduct me, rape me or both I fully intended to raise holly hell. I was not going to be a victim again.

"Sorry you are not my type." I remarked elbowed him in the stomach then jerked the door open slamming him into the car next to us. Stuck up against the other car he grabbed at me. I kicked him and circled around the front of my truck and ran back towards the diner. As I passed their truck the other man jumped out and tackled me to the ground. Writhing in the gravel trying to get free. He breathed in my ear as he was trying to rip my coat off, "You know it would be a lot easier if you would have just let use buy you a few drinks!"

"It would take more than a few drinks…" I grumbled.

Then I heard a gun cock "Police, get off of her."

We both looked at the police officer.

Later

More officers had arrived on the scene. Both men were now in the back of another cruiser. Officer Swan was had been asking me questions about the incident and I gave a written statement. After making sure all of the legal stuff was taken care of

"Well, Miss Charlotte Revenskey, You need to be more careful about the company you keep?" He said parentally

"Yeah, I try, but trouble has a weird way of finding me," I looked at my shoes then glanced up at him, "Sir, How did you know something was happening?"

"I usually come here for dinner. I was waiting of this guy's parking spot. Then I saw him leap from the vehicle like a maniac and tackle you. Then I saw his friend trying to getaway." He stated with a slight bit of humor.

I smiled amused looking into his fatherly eyes. I then turned away and began to inspect my truck. I had been living in the truck for some time now. Not because I didn't have the money, but because of major stability issues in my life. Forks was supposed to be a place of refuge to reunite with family and pick up some very broken pieces. So far it had been a whole lot of rejection. Then what happened tonight…it definitely keeps life interesting. The broken windshield had let the rain drench the interior and the belongings inside. He seen the concern in my eyes. He stepped towards the truck, "Oh don't worry we will have the truck toad to the auto repair shop. I know the mechanic he will have that thing fixed up in a jiffy. I will give you a ride to a home. How does that sound?"

"Okay, umm. I have not been in town very long and my relative that live here are in the process of moving away. How about a hotel instead?" I said as I reached in to grab my bag from the back seat.

"Sure thing." He open the passenger door to his cruiser and I got inside.

Hey, please let me know what you think. I know there are probably a lot of question right now. This was the basic set up chapter and you will find out details and pieces of the story as you go along.