Chapter 2: Something there wasn't there before

Hey all! I was thinking, I think im gonna make Jacob just a teensy bit older. Yeah im gonna do it. Well heres chapter 2. Not so much Jacob and Layla but there will be soon. Let me know what ya think!

The boys head over to Sam's to speak with him and pack. They told them how Layla had disappeared and the scent that lingered when she was gone. Jacob also told them of his visit to her house. It was then he remembered that Layla's mother had invited them all over. Sam took a deep breath out and sat thinking for a few minutes before determining that they would need more than just a few incidents to know that the new residents of La Push were indeed werewolves. He also told them that they would boost up the patrolling for a week or so just a precaution. He told the pack to not let any of their suspicions to affect the way they greeted the new comers and to make sure that they had felt welcomed. Sam also discussed the subject of Jacobs imprinting. Since he imprinted on Layla she was now part of the pack and under the packs protection. He would have to talk to the tribes Elder for more guidance but he told Jacob not to saying to Layla about them being werewolves until he had talked to Elders. Sam wasn't so sure that they weren't werewolves due to their last name. Aki was the name of an ancient Quileute Chief just like Jacob. He was unsure what to do or think, he needed the wisdom and advice of the tribe's elders.

=================Aki's Residence, the next day=====================

"Layla, are you coming with me to Forks?" Michelle screamed upstairs to her daughter.

"Yeah mom." She screamed back. Layla ran down the stairs, past her mother, and into the driver's seat of her old Bronco. Michelle chuckled at her daughter; Layla was always ready to drive, she supposed Layla enjoyed the wind in her. The ride to Forks was filled with Michelle and Layla singing along to radio, more than always set to some country station. As they pulled into town they finished singing "It happens" by Sugarland.

"You know, this song speaks the truth," said Michelle. She knew that from her 20 years of life experience. She wanted her daughter to understand that life was hard sometimes but Layla seemed to have a different understand of life, one full of adventure, which amazed Michelle. Layla was always light hearted and always tried to see the silver lining, a good stance which any mother would want their child to have.

"I don't think that one person could have THAT many problems in one day," replied Layla humor laced her voiced. Michelle turned her head to the side and shrugged, "Sh..it happens", which made her and Layla laugh once more.

"Here we are," said Layla parking the car. They went to the local diner to get a bite to eat before checking out the town. Layla opened the diner door, gesturing her mother in like a queen. Michelle laughed and walked through the door and right into someone's chest. The first thing she saw was a golden badge, the forest green uniform became clearer as she focused her eyes. She felt her cheeks get hot with embarrassment.

Charlie Swan caught the figure that knocked the wind out of him. He looked down and found a beautiful pair of blue eyes gazing up at him. He was dumbfounded and lost in her gaze. Everything went quiet as searched for his voice but it was nowhere to be found.

"I'm so sorry," said a blushing Michelle. She was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable now noticing how close their faces were and that he had his hands on her. As much as the butterflies were fluttering she had to get a grip on herself.

"Oh no it's fine. I wasn't watching were I was going," replied Charlie. His voice was a little shake and sounded a little deeper than unusual.

"Neither was I."

The pair gave up on apologies and opted for staring at one another once again. Layla looked back and forth between the Sheriff and her mom. "Oh boy, here we go. We haven't even been here a week," thought Layla. She stepped between them which was very close and grabbed Charlie's hand shaking it.

"I'm Layla and this is my mom Michelle." Charlie and Michelle were still staring at one another, ignoring Layla. Layla smile slightly and rolled her eyes, "old love". Layla decided if they were gonna do anything for the rest of the day she would have to break their little staring contest. So she did what any normal person would do and nudged her mom in the ribs, "mom" she said politely with "hello?" undertone, smiling at Charlie.

"Oh yeah, I'm Michelle." There were go, Layla thought, All I had to do was press play.

"I'm Charlie, the sheriff round here," he attempted to joke. Michelle laughed and Layla rolled her eyes. Great he's a "comedian, he'll be great to have around thought Layla.

"I can't imagine that much happens around here," said Michelle.

"No, not really. We had a wild animal couple months back that did some damage. I lost a good friend," Charlie sadly told Michelle.

"Oh that's terrible. Did you ever catch the animal?"

"Yes, my uh—son-in-law did." Son in law? Jesus. He cant be any older than 46 and his daughters already married. Who the hell would want to be married at 20? Must be some loser. Layla laughed to herself as snapped out of her thoughts when she noticed a look in his eyes. It was gone to quick before she could figure out what it meant.

"You look young to have a married daughter."

"Ha yeah I am, Bella's only 19. Apparently parents have no say in their child's lives anymore." At the mention of parents with a plural, Michelle's smile faltered a little.

"Oh well I am sure she loves you and your wife. Maybe she can show Layla around. She's only 21; there are not many years between them." Ugh mom no don't do that, if he's kinda weird and not funny could you imagine his daughter? Layla thought and tried not to show her dislike for her mom's proposal. But just like before neither her mother nor Charlie were paying any attention to her.

"Bella's mom and I divorced a long time ago, but I know the perfect kid to show Layla around. My friend Billy's son Jacob Black is 20, but he's pretty big. He lives over on the reservation La Push," replied Charlie. Layla's eyes widened. She had completely forgotten Jacob. Immediately the butterflies returned but stronger than last time as pictured him at beach. She knew that she wasn't crazy, he was rather tall. Oddly enough he smelt like a werewolf. She wanted answers. Her biggest question: why did she feel so… right with him?

"Oh Jacob was actually the first person we met here. He does seem like a sweetheart, but I'm afraid my daughter might have scared him away."

"I did not. I tried talking to him but he didn't say much. Besides I invited him over along with his friends. I would like to talk and hangout with him again." Layla then decided to go out on a branch be nice to Charlie," Would by chance happen to have his number?" She asked smiling and pushing down those damn butterflies that by now were in her chest.

"Yeah I do, but it's in my phone and I left it at home. If you'd like you two can come over and get it. I'll even fix you dinner to make up for the trouble."

Wow, he's good; using a phone number, that isn't even hers, to get my mom on a date. Layla looked at her mother she looked so happy I guess if my mom likes this guy I can be nice and go along with it.

"You cook," Michelle asked slightly shocked and excited.

"Not well, but my daughter is making dinner tonight. You can meet her and Edward, her husband."

"Sounds great. Doesn't Layla?"

"Yeah sure." Layla said with some sarcasm slipping out.

After more idle chitchat, exchanging addresses, and even more staring, Charlie had to go "fight crime" and Layla and Michelle went shopping. Michelle asked layla her opinion of Charlie and Layla told her mom the truth, he was kind of lame yet in some old man way cute? She also expressed that she didn't want to hang with his daughter. Layla didn't get along well with girls. Some girls she did others not so well. Layla knew her mom was happy for the first time in a long time, not just content. So knowing that she decided she wouldn't put on a bored face tonight and try and have fun.

7pm-------

"Come on, Mom." Layla shouted already getting aggravated and they haven't even left their house yet.

"I want a good first impression." Michelle said loudly.

"You already met him." Layla muttered.

"You know what I mean." Her mother said, she was near the stairs. Getting closer, the sooner we leave the sooner we get there and the sooner we get there the sooner we can leave.

"You're going to ruin your "first impression" if you are late." Layla said walking towards the door and stared up at the stairs.

"Shit, you are right. Okay I'm ready." Michelle came down the stairs wearing a simple casual black dress with small heels and her hair in curls.

"Mom you look totally bang-able." Layla said slightly shocked, her mom looked hot. She also laughed a bit because her mom wanted to be banged.

"Layla!"

"What? Don't act like that's not what you wear going for." Michelle blushed and grabbed her purse.

"Are you ready?" Michelle asked. Layla nodded, she was itching to leave her house already. She didn't dressed fancy like her mother. She decided on her blue jeans with a somewhat dressy green top and brown boots. After all there was no one there to impress, Jacob wasn't invited. "Good to go," she said already out the door walking to her moms jeep.

---------------Swans House-----------

Charlie looked out the window when a car pulled up. He watched as Michelle got out of the car and his jaw dropped. Layla and Michelle seemed to be talking and might be a while before they got to the door. He looked down at his simple flannel shirt and jeans and ran upstairs.

"Bella, tell her I will be here shortly," Charlie spoke, knowing that Bella would hear him. It was still weird knowing his daughter was, well whatever the hell she was. He decided earlier that day that he would only tell Michelle and perhaps Layla the necessary details.

"Okay, dad." Bella put the finishing touches to dinner and smiled as she felt two cold arms wrap around her.

"Charlie is having naughty thoughts," smirked Edward.

"What have I told you about digging around in his head? Now, if I take a sip of water that means it's our cue to leave. I haven't hurt anyone and I'm not going to start."

"Don't wait until it's too late, Bella. You are still stronger than me. I would like to "live" long enough to see our first anniversary."

"Okay, okay. No digging in their heads!"

"I can't stop myself."

"Edward!"

"Alright, Esmee"

"Hey don't make me get Esmee. She and Alice will set you straight." Edward smiled and went to go get the door. The moment he reached it, he smelt it. Werewolf. He sent the info to Bella in the kitchen. He reasoned since, this woman and girl lived on the reservation they would smell somewhat of werewolf. But the smell was still over whelming. He took a minute to compose himself. Layla knocked on the door only to find she was knocking on a very hard chest. A chest that belongs to a man that looked like an angel.

"Oh, hello. I'm—" Layla took in an inhale and immediately started to gag. The smell overwhelmed her sense and made feel like she was going to be sick. It crept into her chest and made her shiver. Something deep inside wanted to lash out but pushed herself to stay in control. Her mother looked at her with concerned written all over her face. Her eyes watered and she soon stopped gagging and returned to normal. The man at the door gave her a strange look but put on a happy face.

"Layla and Michelle. Charlie told us he had met two beautiful women, but he didn't do you justice." Michelle plushed while Layla fought the urge puke while they followed him into the house. Charlie came down the stairs, wearing a white dress shirt and black slacks with simple black dress shoes.

"You look great, Michelle" If she blushed anymore Michelle would be a tomato.

"Thanks. You look very handsome." They smiled and stared at each other. "Oh, boy. Again with the staring. It's like they forgot how to speak." Edward laughed at Layla's thoughts and Layla frowned.

"What's so funny," she inquired.

"Nothing, they are just so…adorable." Layla's eyes narrowed slightly but she believed him. What else can I do, but believe him? It's not like he can read minds. But then again you maybe living with werewolves nearby so…. Immediately her mind flashed to Jacob and there again were the damn butterflies.

Edward smiled at her thoughts. So Jacob's found his imprint. Bella will be happy. I hope.

"You guys can come in and eat," yelled Bella from the kitchen. Layla was the first to go in. When she saw Bella she nearly gagged again. Jesus these people smell. Ever heard of showering? And God why do they both look like models.

They all had a nice dinner. They talked about school and unpacking. Everything was going smoothly until Jacob was mentioned.

"Mr. Swan—" Layla asked politely

"Charlie"

"Charlie, do you have Jacob's number?"

"Oh yeah, Layla." He pulled out his phone and gave her the number.

"How do you know Jacob," asked Bella warily.

"I met him the first day here," replied Layla immediately feeling the hair on the back of her neck stand.

"Yes, Jacob seems really sweet," Michelle chimed in, covering for her daughters sudden change in mood

"That sounds like him. What do you need his number for?" Edward wished that he could see inside his wife's head for once.

"Just to hang. I think he's interesting. We had him and his friends and family over for dinner last night and they all seem really cool. That and I get this feeling about him. I feel at home with him." Layla blushed. She hadn't meant to share that last part. Bella gulped down her water.

"Look at the time. My mother gets worried about us when we stay out too late. I keep telling her I'm a married man." Edward smiled and grabbed Bella, Ushering her out the door and to their car. They drove off quickly.

"She's the one."

"Yes."

"You saw it in her head didn't you?"

"This is a good thing Bella. Now Jacob can finally move on."

"Yeah it's great." Bella looked out the window to hide her eyes. They were dangerously red.