I do not own ANY of these characcters. They are from Stephenie Meyer to us, and I've twisted them through my sick obsession.

This is my first foray into fan fic, and I've always wondered "what if" something happened with Jacob and Bella? What if that romance was able to grow? Please be gentle, but honest.

-Bella-

Those first couple weeks were a blur. My mother Renee wasn't the picture of appropriateness as a parent, but I was glad my training as a Nursing Assistant allowed me to be more involved with her Hospice care. The closer she got to "her time", the more lucid she seemed and we were able to talk it out. I was only nineteen. I had been the adult in our relationship, but her leaving me alone in this world still hurt just as much as if I were still five years old.

When she passed, I was thankful she wasn't suffering anymore... and I watched her spirit leave her body. It was melancholic beauty and I'm glad I got to say goodbye. Charlie my dad called me the next day, before I knew it, I was on a flight back to Forks.

Forks, to me, was one of those towns you are familiar with only as far as you needed to be. I knew where the closest gas pump was; the closest grocery store. I never stayed there when school was in, so I didn't really make many friends. There was this boy, Billy Black's boy-Jonah or something- that I used to play with, and it was only because my dad had no clue how to entertain a 5 year old daughter for more than an hour.

Dad made every arrangement to get me out to Forks as soon as possible. When I saw him in the terminal at the airport, there was no dramatic run to each other. Even being toe to toe with the man, there was still an awkward nervousness when it came to my father showing affection towards me. He put his hand on my elbow, took my carryon and walked silently with me to baggage claim.

There was only small talk between Charlie and I all the way home. It was getting towards dinnertime and I scanned the fridge to start cooking. Nothing. Quel Suprise. With a sigh, I looked at Charlie and cocked and eyebrow as I shoot my chin at him, silently asking "what now?".

At the same time we both blurted out "Fu King". We both smiled and a mutual chuckle broke the ice. He stood up, and I walked into his arms. It was actually warm and I smiled a little for the first time in a month.

"I'm sorry Bells. But I'm glad you decided to start new here" he said with a very dad-like kiss on the top of my head.

"Thanks dad. I'll be ok."

I walked up the stairs dragging my massive duffle bag. Before I left, I donated what I couldn't sell, and made sure I took what would remind me the least of my life back in Arizona. I started taking my clothing out and placing it in the non-descript dresser. I left some PJ's out and as my luck would have it, they promptly fell off the bed corner. I kept one hand in the duffle bag and bent my knees, reaching for the pj's with my other hand. I grabbed the pjs and put them back on the bed, and when I raised, my finger was knicked by something sharp in the bag.

I opened the bag wider and sitting there was my mother holding me when I wasn't more than three months old. Doing the math, that was when she took me and left her life here with Charlie. I picked up the frame and ran my finger over the beautiful face that only came back to me the moment her spirit left her body.

The sting of tears overwhelmed me. I clutched our picture to my chest, laid on the bed and sobbed three months of sorrow into my pillowcase. Everything mercifully went black as sleep took over and I was able to rest.

-Jacob-

"Dad, I haven't seen her since we were kids. She hasn't been to Charlie's in forever... especially after Renee was diagnosed"

"Just show her around and be nice. She's been so strong for so long, she needs a little nice in her life".

I rolled my eyes and said "sure, sure. Whatever dad." And turned to walk away.

"Thanks, does this old man's heart good to know his son cares" he called to me after I rounded the corner and I stifled my laugh from the dripping sarcasm in his voice. I didn't need to see- I knew he was laughing too.

I walked up Charlie's drive and almost turned around. But walked the rest of the way, just as my dad asked.

Charlie was already opening the door when I got to the last step.

"Jake! How are you?".

When I was about to answer, from over his shoulder I saw beautiful auburn hair being raked back behind an ear. Her skin was creamy and flawless. Her cheekbones were high and she had perfect bow lips.

And then the eyes. Her eyes were wide pools of chocolate, which she flicked up towards Charlie once, and then kept glued to the floor. I held my breath and my mouth must have been gaping open, because Charlie curled up the side of his mouth in a little bit of a smile.

"Yup. Not the 5 year old in pigtails anymore, is she?"

With that Bella looked up from the ground and wrapped her arms around herself, just under her bust, which brought her shirt a little tighter over her chest. For a moment I let my mind wander and thought how good her tits must look without the shirt.

I stopped the thought, hoping that Charlie didn't pick up on it... that's all I need my dad to hear... that I popped a boner at his best friends' daghter right in front of him.

"Bells, Jake here has volunteered to help show you around... to help get you aquainted." He stepped aside and put his hand behind Bella's shoulder. She looked up sheepishly at me...

"Hi Bella- I'm Jacob, Billy's son. We used to play together." I waited for an answer but then realized how cony I was asking. She just had me flustered. Last time I saw her I thought she had cooties... now she was really hot and I had no idea what to say.

She must have sensed my regret opening my big fat mouth, and smiled a little.

"I remember. And I think I kicked your ass once for not letting me play He-Man." We both laughed and we went in to watch the Seahawks game with Charlie. I was only planning on introducing myself, hanging out with Charlie and Bella was really cool.

I saw the old faded red Chevy as was leaving. I walked past the tarp trying it's best to cover it and turned to Bella

"So you think you wanna fix this up? It's probably got another three years if you take care of it" I asked her.

"Yeah, I want to... know someone? Dad said free car... he left out the 'not running' part" she said with an eye roll.

"As a matter of fact, I know someone that can do it super cheap"