Coming Home

Summary: After Bella is heartbroken once more, but this time by her best friend, she leaves. Only to return fifteen years later with someone that looks a hell of a lot like one of the pack members.

!!!Warning!!! This story is going to be rated M. For one: there are mentions of lemons and possible lemons in the future. Two: Language. Three: Just to be safe since people have been completely stupid about the whole rating thing. If you're not 18 then you shouldn't be reading something that is rated M to begin with. !!!Warning!!!

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Previously: It was early the next morning when Bella began screaming in her sleep that made the young wolf fall out of his bed and run to her side. What he didn't expect was to have his lips pulled to hers as soon as she had opened her eyes. He tried to get her to stop on several occasions but she always repeated herself. "Help me forget." Being the person he was and the hidden feelings he felt towards this young woman, he couldn't say no to her.

He did what she asked of him and it was but a few minutes after they both climaxed that they fell back asleep, both wrapped in each others arms. The boy didn't awake until later in the afternoon, the bed beside him empty and a note on the side table that only read, I cant stay here. Tapped to the bottom of the note was the diamond ring that Jacob had given her two weeks prior.


Chapter One

[Bella's POV]

"Dakota!" I yelled up the stairs. I knew my son was on the third floor but his hearing was as strong as his father's and it was pointless to yell so loud but I didn't care. At this point I was about to pull my hair out by the roots. I told him an hour ago that I was ready to leave and he is still pouting. "Dakota Micheal if you don't get your butt down here in the next five minutes I will make you stay with Carlisle and Esme!"

As soon as I said that I heard an "I'm coming!" followed by heavy footfalls on the stairs. I laughed at this. He didn't like to stay in their house for long stays because of their scent. Him being a wolf now he wasn't entirely too fond of their smell and his didn't exactly agree with Rosalie either. She said still loved him but she had always had problems handling a shape-shifters scent.

Yeah, I was in the Cullen's lives again. It was when I was six months pregnant. There was a knock on my door in New York and when I answered it I was attacked by the pixie herself. She claimed that she hadn't seen me since they had left Forks but then the day before she showed up at my loft she had gotten a vision of me nearly tumbling down a flight of stairs. She said the only reason she was coming to find me was because she recognized the street sign outside the window and she saw my swollen stomach.

Turns out that even with her there, I still nearly took that tumble down the stairs.

My pregnancy was rough from the beginning. It was like I couldn't eat enough. Mainly because I couldn't stop vomiting long enough to actually eat. For the first couple of months I wasn't even able to work. I was in bed the entire time.. or in the bathroom praying to the porcelain gods. I couldn't be around many people because just smelling certain people would make my stomach turn. It was finally calmed down around the fifth month but it was still hard to hold food down.

Alice had taken me straight to Carlisle when I passed out the day on the stairs. The Cullen family wasn't exactly excited to see me but when Rosalie saw my swollen middle, she seemed to become my best friend. She was the most help during and after I had Dakota. Esme of course was right there with Rose the entire time as well as Carlisle and Emmett. Edward. He was another story. Besides him being hurt that I had moved on, he was beyond pissed at me for being pregnant with a 'pup'.

But despite all of our arguments and disagreements. Edward become one of my close friends. He even took Dakota to his first t-ball try outs when he was five. They bonded during their time together. It was the same for Emmett as well as Rosalie. Emmett taught Dakota how to play football and how to whistle at girls when they walked by them on campus. That part I wasn't exactly happy about but seeing my five year old son walking beside the giant that is Emmett, whistling at college girls that earned him big smiles and a lot of 'Awe' sounds put a smile on my face. By the time he was ten he could name most of the parts under the hood of the car. That was all Rosalie's doing. When he spent the weekends with his Auntie Rose, they were always in the garage when Emmett wasn't dragging him out to throw a ball.

It was sad when all of that changed when the week before his fourteenth birthday came around. We didn't know that being around vampires caused the change to start. We found out the hard way though. My son was cursed to live the life as a werewolf that was suppose to protect the La Push reservation. I never planned to go back there, ever.

Dakota's birthday was only last month. It has been fifteen years since I have been within a hundred miles of Washington. I still called Charlie regularly. He knows he has a grandson but he has only been able to meet him a few times over the years. I didn't want anyone from the rez to know that I had a child. Mainly Jacob. But that would be changing very soon.

Charlie called me last night to tell me that Billy Black was in the hospital again. This time was didn't look good for him. I just couldn't stay away. If something happened to Billy and I never got to say goodbye to him, it would kill me. Even though Jacob would never be considered my family again after what he did to me, Billy was always like an uncle to me; hell, or even a second father. I got to talk to him about wolf things when I couldn't with Charlie.

A force of being hit in the butt with a duffel bag brought me back to reality. Dakota had his bag and mine in his hands and was almost to the door before I turned around. He rose his brow at me and gave me a look that made him look even more like his father in that moment. It hurt to see his father in him. I'll admit. I do love his father very much. More so now than I did all those years ago and I just prayed to god that we could avoid him while we were in Washington. Fat chance of that happening, Bella. Oh shut up!

My son looked at me like I was crazy before he barked out a deep laugh, "Really mom? Are you just talking to yourself or did you actually answer this time? You know, Carlisle says that is the first sign of a person losing their marbles." I had obviously spoken out loud again.

I rolled my eyes at him and swatted his shoulder. "Hush." Poking out my bottom lip in a pout, I gave him my best puppy eyes. "Don't make fun of your dear old mother."

"You're not old mom," he scoffed. Then he got that stupid grin on his face. "Actually I do see some gray hairs in that mop of brown..."

"They are only there because you gave them to me. Now come on, we have to go, you are lucky Alice saw that I didn't get off of the flight when I was suppose to and she changed the tickets for us to go later." I said, grabbing my purse and heading out the door.

***

Charlie was waiting for us at the airport. He was standing there in his uniform, his gray hair was just as it was the last time I saw him. He of course, spotted Dakota before me. He wrapped us both into a hug but ended up bringing up the fact that he needed to breath when Dakota returned the hug.

"Just like your father.." Charlie muttered under his breath that had me wincing and Dakota perking up a bit. He had always wanted to meet his father but I was always so afraid of what he might say. I did want him to get his hopes up of him and his father actually becoming a family because I figured it would never happen. "So, you are staying with me, yeah?" Charlie asked as we headed for the cruiser.

"Uh..." I started but Charlie shot me a pleading look. "Yeah dad. But I don't want to put you guys out if there isn't enough room."

Charlie waved his hand. "Plenty of room, Seth is living with the twins now and Leah isn't..." I clenched my eyes shut at the name of my stepsister. Honestly, that was the first time I had even called her my stepsister since I had left. I was still hurt. Jacob promised me forever but it was just another lie. "Sorry," he whispered. "Oh! I forgot to tell you. Billy was taken off of the breathing tube and breathing just fine of his own now. He was pretty much back to his old self this morning when I stopped by to see him."

"That's great!" I said, completely happy to hear he was doing better. "Did they say when he would be able to go home?"

"Not yet but they said when he does leave the hospital he will have to have someone to help take care of him at all times. His heart isn't in the best of shape anymore. I'm surprised that after having so many teens explode into wolves in front of him that his heart is still ticking." He laughed shaking his head.

"You know?" Dakota asked looking completely shocked.

I nodded. "Mhmm, he found out before I left.. he had two living with him then."

Dakota had a thoughtful look on his face as he watched me turn to face out the window, "Oh."

"Yeah."

***

I parked Charlie's truck in a space in front of the Forks hospital. Dakota was fidgeting with his hoodie sleeves with an uneasy look on his face. He hated hospitals. Well, it was more like he feared them. When he was little he spent a good amount of time in them, from having broken bones to getting his appendix removed at the age of eleven; he was in them a lot. It was when his left lung collapsed during a football game his seventh grade year that really freaked him out. We were thankful Carlisle was working at the hospital and was able to work fast. The month long stay and being hooked up to all the wires and tubes is what caused his fear. Or so he tells me. Carlisle thinks it is from the car accident I was in last summer. I know Dakota would never admit it but you could see the fear in his eyes when he saw me laying in the hospital bed. You could also see him visibly relax when I woke up a week later. Esme said he never left my side.

"You could have stayed home, hon. I just want to go check on Billy. Stay out here if you want, I promise not to stay long." I tried to sooth him as I unbuckled myself.

He shook his head. "No way am I sending you in there when you know he and the pack is in there. I wont let you go alone."

I squeezed his hand and we both got out of the truck. Making our way into the hospital, I recognized the cars parked close to ours. Jacob's truck was there as well as Sam's and Jared's car was between the two. Sighing I pushed the door open and Dakota held it as I walked in. We stopped at the front desk and I asked for Billy's room number. I had completely forgotten that Jessica's mom worked here still.

"Bella?" the faked tan women practically screeched when she saw me from here desk behind the counter. "I thought I would never see you in this tiny little town again. Last I heard, you were living in New York. What brings you back here?"

I had been so distracted by Mrs. Stanley that I didn't hear anything else behind me. It was when I heard a familiar voice that I turned my attention back to my son and a guy I hadn't seen in a long time.

"Yo, when did you go and change... whoa, sorry, I thought you were someone else." Quil said taking a step back. "You look just like.. I don't think I've seen you around here before. Quil Ateara." He extended his hand for him to shake.

Dakota shuffled his feet a little before looking between me and Quil. "Yeah, I'm not from around here, I'm Dakota Call."


AN: Heh, now you know who the mystery boy was! I actually debated between Embry and Paul a lot before I finished this chapter. I also tried to find a photo of what I wanted Dakota to look like but I just cannot find one. Though I did find a photo of a guy that could pass as Alex Meraz's younger brother or even his son. It was crazy.. anyways...

I actually got this chapter done faster than I thought I would. Guess I am just excited to write about something new for a change instead of beating myself up about not being able to work on my other stories much. Which I am working on, I just keep putting them off.. kinda.

As always, tell me what you think. But, if you guys can get the reviews to at least 60 by tomorrow, I will update again.

Until next time =]

XoXo – Jenn