Again & Again.

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"Bro, hurry up!!! You're going sooo slow!!"

Sam Uley shouted over his well-muscled shoulder with a big smile on his face and a twinkle in his eyes. Jacob Black smiled to himself as he and his five best friends-his pack- ran and tackled each other while making their way to the cliffs. Ahead of him, Sam, Jared, and Paul were running, jumping on each other and hooting with excitement while Embry tagged close behind. Quil, the most recent addition to their little brotherhood, had been tagging alongside Jacob but decided it would be more fun to roughhouse with the other guys.

The sun was shining happily above and because of this rare sunny, summer day, the Quileute pack was rushing past the La Push beach to the towering cliffs for some adrenaline filled cliff diving fun. Because they definitely needed some more adrenaline in their systems, Jacob thought grimly. Chasing that red haired bitch had proven to be a job that had kept the pack on its toes, despite the obvious outnumbering. And with Quil as there latest addition, they were even stronger.

Jacob snapped back into reality as he heard Paul shout out and caught a fleeting glimpse of his jet black hair disappear over the edge of the cliff. Jacob smiled to himself again and let out a sound similar to a war cry. Rushing forward, he leaped off Embry and Sam's backs out into the air.

It was such a wonderful feeling, the wind rushing past him as he began his decent into the malevolent waters below. The human-based sense of danger and daring made him high. He had done this since he was a child, but he was taken by surprise when a huge gust of air pushed him out of his position. His position- a slightly angled dive, so when he hit the cold waters below, he would dive near the safety of the surface, and not tango with the fatal currents in the deeper parts.

Nevertheless, the wind was strong and he somehow became like a needle in the air, and pierced the waters below without even realizing completely what was happening.

Plunging into the darkness, he immediately tried to find his way back to the surface. Despite his efforts, he felt the tug of the deadly water and the brewing pain in his lungs as the currents took him.

Dizzy, disoriented, and panicking, he struggled for what seemed like an eternity; Jacob hardly noticed when two pairs of strong arms pulled his from the blackness.

"Oh shit man, is he still breathing?"

"Get away from him! Give him space!"

" Yo, bro can ya hear me?"

As his vision cleared, Jacob awoke to every member of his pack staring intently over him. Suddenly, an incredible sense of déjà vu overwhelmed him. His mind flashed back to that one day he found her in the depths, in the same situation he was just retrieved from.

He hadn't thought about her in so long. It had been approximately 5 months since he left the motorcycle at her house, only to be embarrassed by that filthy leech that she 'loved' so much. Jacob just couldn't comprehend how anyone could ever love one of those Godforsaken creatures.

But she did, and Jacob hated him for it. What was his name? Oh yes, Edward. What a disgusting name. It was he that was responsible for taking her away. Oh God, how he had loved her. His only wish was to make her happy, and it killed him every time he saw her wince in pain or grimace at the mention of their name. But they were back now, Bella (he didn't even grimace when he said her name, he noticed with grim satisfaction) was happy, and his pack, horrified that their clumsy new friend had 'gone to the vampires', had long since convinced him to forget about her.

And he had. Jacob had buried the memories so well, he was completely numb now. In fact, he had indeed forgotten about Bella altogether…

A punch to the stomach brought him back to reality.

Immediately awake, he jumped up and wheeled around.

"What the hell did you do that for?" he shouted in the guy's general direction.

"What, save your life? Oops, sorry…it was an accident," Quil retorted.

Jacob snorted.

"No you idiot, was it really necessary to punch me?!"

In their human form, the guys held their unnatural strength, along with other abnormal abilities, but kept their strictly human vulnerability. And more often than not, one of them would forget about there inhuman 'gifts' and severely injure each other.

"Oh, sorry man. Hah, I forgot 'bout that. No worries?"

Nah, its all good. Jacob smiled up at Quil, understanding that he didn't have a very strong grasp on this werewolf/human thing they all had going on.

"Sorry for snapping at you like that, I was kinda shocked," Jacob added with a tiny laugh.

"Well, now that that is settled, lets do it again!" Sam rushed off to the top of the cliffs again.

The other Quileute werewolves hooted and followed. But for the rest of the day, Jacob couldn't shake the memories that were steadily coming back. Bella, Bella, Bella…it seemed like she was the only thing his mind would register. And it really did bother him.

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Later, Jacob did his midnight rounds around La Push, and he welcomed the solitude that normally would bore him. He hadn't seen her in forever. But did he really want to see her? He had just gotten over her. With the Cullens back, the treaty resumed and he couldn't go to her house, but she could come down to La Push with out her beloved leeches…

"NO!" he growled out into the forest.

He would not be consumed by this.

A breeze picked up and ruffled the fur along his back. All his senses pricked to attention.

There was something carried on that insignificant breeze that gave him chills.

Something was not right.