Hey readers! Hopefully, you're picking up as my readers from Call of the Wild. If not, welcome! This is the first chapter, which basically gives you the first encounter of Jacob Black and Anna Collins. The two are a pair, and there are no others. It's simple, easy, and I will tell you now if you have not read Call of the Wild: all the pairs are cannon, just exactly as how Ms. Meyer made them. So therefore, it doesn't change.

Anna: Heyy everyone! Do us a favor? Since this is the first chapter of Divine Intervention, we don't have any new stuff yet. So propose a prize for this story for new reviewers (We did clones of Jake in Call of the Wild, and we'd love to give out something new...Edward doesn't really come in clones since he told me he couldn't...vampires apparently can't sprout clones...)

Jacob: So...will you review anyway? Tell us what you want!

Anna: And for the lovely disclaimer...I belong to Fall Out Guirl.

Jacob: And I belong to Stephenie Meyer, along with the rest of the Twilight characters.

Anna: Enjoy the fic!

Each stretch my legs took with the pace I was running felt healing. The breeze against my thick fur, the feeling of floating was just enough to put a band-aid on my pain. I grunted, increasing my speed with each jagged breath.

I made myself stop, sniffing the air. Mixed scents swirled before my nose, and many tried to manipulate my intended path of travel. I was trying to get away, to stay away. Sam had granted me time, and I had gladly accepted it. But how long? How long would it truly take for me to heal a wound that should have never existed?

I found myself strolling along the borders of La Push, near the residential area. I smelt everything; the aroma of freshly cooked hot dogs, the stench of a wet canine (non werewolf, I assure you), and even the scents of various people.

I wandered until I was in someone's back yard. I frowned, sniffing the air. There were people home. I was about to break into a run, but I lifted my head to peer into a window.

Up on the second floor of the home were many windows. And staring back at me in one of them was the most angelic girl I had ever seen.

She was absolutely perfect. She saw me, dazzled by my appearance. I was surprised that she was not afraid, and she disappeared from the window. Part of my instincts told me to run, because she was most likely calling the police. Great, just what I need. Charlie after me with a gun…

I let out a howl, my shoulders shifting backwards. She was so beautiful, and yet I was cursed to not see her again. I heard footsteps nearby, and turned my head to see the sight I had longed for since my eyes had set upon her.

The girl stared at me, her hand outstretched towards me. Her emerald eyes pierced mine, capturing me. They were amazing, spectacular, captivating…

I was standing in front of a human! I jerked myself away from her, dashing off into the woods. I wasn't supposed to be seen, and yet there I was. Standing there like a drooling overly excited pup at the thought of seeing a girl. A mere girl!

"WAIT! Wait for me!" she cried out. I winced, her voice stabbing at me. I wanted to run back to her, to phase back so she could see the real me. Not this beast that I was, the animal I had become.

She tried to chase after me, but I forced myself to run faster. Instead of the cool rush that I felt from the run, I felt a pang of guilt stab through me with each step. How could I leave her? She was chasing something that was impossible to catch, and she was bound to lose herself out in the woods.

I lost her quickly, slowing to a trot. Darkness had cast its cloak on the forest, and I knew it was much later than when I had left. I stared up at the treetops, the moonlight grazing against my fur.

My paws crunched against the leaves, leaving tracks behind me. I had no care; I was too concerned with the girl. I could only hope that she had the sense to turn around, to go home. I would never see her again, and she would never see me again. Simple, right?

Wrong. Oh, so completely wrong. She had me drawn to her the moment that I saw her in the window. My planet revolved around her aura, her light. I felt another pang within my chest, as though I were missing something.

Imprint…

How was it possible? There was no way that she would have been my imprint. It was impossible for me to fall so easily for a girl. I had done so with Bella, and I assumed that was my imprint. There was something different, so powerfully different.

I snapped my thoughts away, a roar ringing throughout the woods. My heart stopped for a moment, and I raced towards the scent. The creature smelled like droppings and leaves, which was a horrid odor. And then, a scent hit me like a wave off of the La Push beach. It was her.

She was pressed back against a tree, shaking in fear. Her eyes were squeezed shut, and she seemed to await the pain that was bound to happen. I stared at her, who was so helpless. The bear roared at her, standing up on two legs.

I snarled at the beast, my hackles rose. The bear whipped its head around, growling in response. I stood up on my back paws, my teeth gnashing together as I let out a growl that would have sent her trembling away. That teaches the stupid bear to not mess with Jacob Black.

The bear glared reproachfully, and backed away. It ran away into the darkness, the massive body jiggling with each stride. I turned my head back to the girl, who stared at me with an expression of pure awe. I wanted so badly to change, for a moment. For her to see the man who had saved her, not the wolf who had frightened her.

I stepped towards her, checking her for injuries. She looked surprised that I cared, but I more than just cared; I was genuinely concerned. I sniffed her hand, which she had outstretched to me. I nestled my head into her palm, closing my eyes.

Her touch was the sweetest of all angels. She stroked my dark fur, and I felt my throat rumble in approval. She was perfect in every way, and she seemed to have no idea of it. It was pure innocence.

She laughed at me, at my humming. I bit onto her jacket's sleeve, yanking it towards my back. She frowned, staring at me with confusion.

"You want me to climb on? Why?" she questioned. I wanted so badly to roll my eyes; this would be so much easier if I would just tell her. Not so easy right about now, however. It's not like wolves can just bust out with non-stop chatter! And I don't have a translator around here either.

I chose to nod at her, which left her flabbergasted. I guess normal wolves can't nod at questions. She slowly reached her hands into my fur, sliding onto my back. I felt her lightweight against me, lighter than a child. She gripped her arms around my neck, and I for a moment thought she was frightened. I nudged her wrist, an attempt to reassure her.

She seemed to accept it, and buried her head into my fur. There was no better sensation than her warmth against me. If I had not known that she lived somewhere, I would have easily just stayed there forever, her holding onto me.

I began running, my paws carrying me much faster this time above any other. Her grasp never wavered, and her fingers in my fur were just…wonderful. She relied on me, to take her somewhere safe. I sniffed the air, picking up the scent of her home, the place where I had first seen her.

She gripped her legs tighter around me, trying to stay on without slipping. I ran faster, leading us towards the house. I slid to an easy stop, so she would be able to get off without trembling.

I watched as she climbed off my back. Her blond hair hung down in front of her face, which she brushed quickly out of the way. She smiled at me, so beautifully. It struck me within each second that she stared at me that I would not see her, not soon.

And that hurt more than the idea of Bella marrying that lee- Edward. It was unbearable.

I felt arms around my neck, and I realized it was her who was hugging me. I nudged her head lightly, pleased by her contact. It felt as though painless sparks were dancing across my skin, like as though I were in the loops of a roller coaster.

"Thank you," she whispered, releasing me. I gazed at her face, doing the only thing that could come close to a kiss on the cheek. I licked her face.

She winced, shaking her head. "Eww you got slobber all over me!" she cried, wiping it off. I laughed, shaking my head at her. She was adorable, and despite her complaining I could tell that she liked it.

I nudged her shoulder, trying to stare into her eyes. She gazed back at me, seeming to understand my message to her. Above anything right now, I wanted her to be careful.

"I'll try to be safe," she reassured. I heard the screen door open, and I turned to dart to the front of the house. I rounded the side yard, spotting the car. I guessed that Sam had driven my Dad here in the Rabbit.

I quickly transformed back into my human form, throwing on my clothes. I ran up the porch steps, nodding over at my Dad. He narrowed his eyebrows at me, giving me THE Look. That look spoke that 'We'll talk later about this…'. I gulped slightly, and turned my head over to Mr. Collins.

"Anna, this is Billy Black and this young man is Jacob Black. They were trying to help me find you," Mr. Collins introduced. I mumbled at "Hello", too absorbed in my thoughts.

Her name was Anna, Anna Collins. The name suited her perfectly, and knowing her name just made it sound much more beautiful. She looked embarrassed, staring at me. I knew her angelic voice already, and she was about to speak again.

"I'm sorry, Billy, Jacob. I didn't mean to have you running around town looking for me," she murmured. Dad flashed her a warm smile, letting me help him to stand in his wheelchair.

"Don't worry, Anna. It was no trouble at all," Dad said, clasping Anna's shoulder warmly. I didn't say a word, my eyes searching the house.

The house had the basic two stories. There was the living room, which was large and stretched as a long rectangle. Two couches had been pressed against the walls with a coffee table in the middle. The most attractive feature had been the entertainment system…who doesn't love a plasma screen T.V.? The kitchen was a normal size, with a small table in the middle. The cabinets were white with a checkered back splash, or whatever they call those wall things. There was a staircase that led up to the bedrooms and bathrooms, but the house was plain, like a typical man's home. I figured that they had just moved in, and Anna was bound to place inside some female's touches.

Mr. Collins wrapped an arm around Anna, motioning for me to go upstairs. "Go get showered, I'm sure the forest made you stink more than you do regularly," he teased. I snickered, shaking my head as her face turned to a lovely blush.

"Dad!" she groaned, rubbing her forehead. Her eyes met mine, and I grinned at her playfully. Thanks for laughing, she mouthed to me, and that grin just stretched further.

She ran up the stairs after thanking us one last time. I helped Dad out to the car, shaking my head. Mr. Collins waved from the driveway as I pulled away, Dad comfortable in the passenger seat.

"You imprinted, didn't you? You wouldn't have come back so soon if you didn't," he remarked. I glanced briefly over at him, staring at the road as we drove back home.

"I did," I answered. He smiled at me, clasping my shoulder with his hand. I gazed over at him for a second, making sure I paid attention to the road. Sure, it wasn't necessary, but it kept my eyes from looking over at him.

"She's a beauty. Now you understand," he said. I swallowed, turning onto the road that led to our house.

"I do," I allowed. He drummed his fingers against the door, his dark eyes staring out at the now starry sky.

"Your mother was a good woman. I had imprinted on her when I was your age, and she was astounding. I just…I hope that you can take better care of Anna than I did of your mother," he muttered. I pulled in front of the house, turning off the car.

"Dad, you did fine with Mom. It wasn't your fault," I said gently. He shook his head, staring down firmly at the dashboard.

"I cold have done so much more. I could have saved her!" he refused. I sighed, realizing the truth. Despite all my tries, I had never been able to convince him. He never would accept that he was not at fault for her.

I sighed, helping him out of the car. He waved me off, and I glanced around the yard. I really didn't want to go to another Pack meeting. With my luck, every single one of the guys and Leah would have thoughts of Anna in their heads. Ha, Leah deserved it after her behavior earlier.

But Anna…I couldn't get her out of my mind. Her eyes were my favorite part of her, the gorgeous, glistening emerald. I walked over to my garage, pattering my hands against my knees. I had to get to know her, somehow.

I would do anything for her. If she asked me to go hang out with vampires, I would in a heartbeat. All I wanted was to please her, and she seemed to love me.

I glanced around before letting out a yell, swinging my arm up and down. I had wanted for so long for things to go right, for me to be happy again.

Anna was my happiness.