Author's Note: Finally, a chapter from a character I have sadly overlooked. I'm quite excited about this story. Also, I was really bored and decided to post a playlist for Second Chances onto my profile. Check it out and tell me what you think. If you don't understand why I chose a certain song for a certain chapter, ask me! I'll be happy to explain everything. (I'm also going to add a playlist for this story, as well.)

Disclaimer: Twilight is owned by a genius named Stephenie Meyer. Who is not me.

Chapter Two: "Missing" Jacob's POV

"Jake, you're not going to eat burger number four?" Quil asked, his eyes on my plate.

"Uh, no, you can have it," I told him, handing him the paper plate that was still heaped with food. "I'm absolutely full."

Numerous pairs of dark eyes stared at me in shock. A few mouths fell open.

"What?" I asked.

"You're…full?" Seth asked, unbelieving.

"Yeah…" I said, confused. And then it hit me. "Oh. Guys, come on. I'm only running around as a human nowadays, so I don't need as many calories as you do."

"Of course," Emily said, being polite. "I hope you saved room for some brownies, though."

Paul rolled his eyes. "Jacob, what's the point? I mean, don't you like being a werewolf? Being free?"

I shrugged. "I don't know, Paul. I just want to be normal again. I feel like I've lost a lot for this life."

"Bella," I saw Quil mouth to Embry. I quickly elbowed him in the side.

"What?" he groaned, rubbing his ribs.

I opened my mouth to say something, but was interrupted by the sweet voice that was approaching the bonfire. "Hey, guys," Sarah said, carrying a platter of cookies. "I'm sorry I'm so late. Work was crazy tonight."

"It's fine," Quil told her, instantly in a better mood. "Did you bring snicker-doodles?"

"Of course!" she said. She placed the platter on the table and brought Quil a cookie. My arms opened for her as she sat in my lap and kissed my cheek.

"Hey, baby," I told her. "I'm really glad you could make it."

"Me, too," Sarah said. "I'm tired, though. I don't think I can pull an all-nighter."

"Then why did you come to a werewolf soiree?" Embry asked with his mouth full.

"To see my baby," Sarah replied. "Don't be jealous."

I laughed and wrapped my arms around her.

"I'm ready to see my baby," Sam said, pulling the very pregnant Emily into his lap and rubbing her belly. "The kid needs to hurry up and come out."

"And you're not even carrying her," Emily rolled her eyes. "I'm so uncomfortable."

"Did you guys ever decide on a name?" I asked them, accepting a cookie from Sarah so I wouldn't hurt her feelings.

"We were thinking 'Sophie'," Emily said. "Sophie Marie."

I was amazed at how the name "Marie" brought back a flood of memories. Afternoons in my garage…repairing the motorcycles that I would eventually regret…laughing at absurd things…worrying about why my companion was so pale and lifeless…

I quickly shook off the memories.

"That's a precious name," Sarah enthused. "She's going to be gorgeous."

"And spoiled," I added. "With this many uncles and aunts, it's inevitable."

Sam and Emily laughed. Quil was--for once--polite enough to swallow his food before saying, "Let's hope she's not as bratty as Claire is."

"The brat part rubbed off of you," Paul remarked, tossing a stick into the bonfire we were crowded around. "I bet she was the sweetest child before she met you."

"Probably," Quil agreed. "Jared, toss me that brownie. Hey, when are you two going to have kids?"

Jared's wife Kim blushed. "We're not thinking about that right now."

Embry shrugged good-naturedly. "That's cool. Jake and Sarah? What about you?"

Now I was blushing. "Oh, um," I stammered.

Sarah laughed--she always knew how to fix an awkward moment. "Embry! Jacob can't even decide what species he wants to be and you want him to have a kid?"

"Yeah," I added lamely. "Good point, Sarah."

She grinned and squeezed my hand.

I felt guilty for the rest of the night, even when the topic turned from babies and marriage to video games and cars. Why did I feel guilty? Because my girlfriend of two years was sitting in my lap, talking about love and marriage and children, and I was still thinking about my first love--the one I was forced to give up when the werewolf gene kicked in. Though I loved Sarah dearly, she just didn't have the same hold on me that Bella once had. But my romantic relationship with Bella had never even existed, and I highly doubted that she even thought of me anymore. Maybe her bloodsucker was once again in her life. As much as I wanted her to be happy, I didn't want that.

Sarah picked up on my sad thoughtfulness, because her large blue eyes studied my face intently while everyone else chatted and laughed. She was perceptive enough to point out my tension later as I walked her to her car.

"Jake, sweetie," she said, taking my hand. "You're so tense, your fists are balled up and your veins are bulging."

I furrowed my brow as I studied my fists, realizing she was right. "Yeah," I murmured. "I'm just thinking about…stuff."

"What kind of stuff?" she asked, hooking a piece of brown wavy hair behind her ear.

Well, I can't tell you the truth. "Just some stuff with the pack," I told her. "You know how it goes. Even though I'm no longer in the circle of thoughts, I still have to deal with Leah and all of that."

Sarah nodded. "Yeah, I understand. You know I'm here if you want to talk."

"Yeah, I know, honey," I told her.

"Good." She smiled and wrapped her small arms around my waist. "Since I'm too short to actually do it myself, can you kiss me?"

I couldn't stop the smile from spreading across my face as I bent to kiss her lips softly. Her arms wrapped around my neck and I picked her up as I kissed her. My heart thudded loudly as I felt her tongue barely running across my lips.

Finally, when I had to take a breather, I sighed. "If Billy wasn't home, I would make you stay with me," I teased her.

"Too bad," she sighed. "But I have work tomorrow so that probably wouldn't be a good idea anyway."

"Good point," I admitted. She worked two jobs--it felt like she was always working.

She grinned. "And it's late, so you need to let me go home and go to bed."

"You're probably right," I agreed. "Another kiss?"

She giggled and kissed me again. When she pulled away, she said, "Okay, now I really have to go! I'm going to oversleep."

I laughed and set her back on her feet. "Good night, Sarah. Call me and let me know when you get home."

"I will. Good night, sweetie. I love you."

"I love you, too." I opened the car door and watched as her petite body slid into the driver's seat.

Later, as I was walking from First Beach to my house, Quil and Embry suddenly joined me, startling me. "God, you guys," I groaned. "Don't sneak up on me like that."

"You're losing your heightened senses," Quil rolled his eyes. "Way to leave your species behind."

"Shut up, Quil," Embry said. "I'm actually more interested in something else."

"What's that?" I asked, not interested at all.

"Why are you so emo tonight?" Embry asked. "It was like as soon as we started talking babies, you faded away."

I shrugged. "I don't know. I guess I don't want to think about that stuff."

"Sarah's going to insist on marriage soon, you know," Embry remarked. "You're going to have to face commitment sometime."

"It's not commitment I'm afraid of," I stated matter-of-factly.

"What is it, then?" Quil asked. "Or should I say, who is it?"

"I just--I'm not interested in having a wife and kids."

Embry and Quil exchanged a look that told me they weren't convinced at all.

"Ugh, fine," I admitted. "I just…don't feel for Sarah as strongly as I felt for Bella Swan. It doesn't feel…complete."

"I thought you loved Sarah," Quil said.

"I do," I replied. "I adore Sarah. But something is missing."

"Well," Embry said thoughtfully. "It's not like you imprinted on Sarah. Do you feel that's what you're missing?"

"I don't think so," I replied. "I didn't imprint on Bella, either."

Quil nodded. "You would have killed yourself by now if you did."

"Yeah," I agreed. "Especially with the whole cancer thing. God, I hate that."

"I do, too," Embry said. "How is she doing?"

"Fine, I guess," I shrugged. "Billy doesn't tell me much, but last I heard, Charlie Swan said she was healthy and taking a break from school."

"Cool," Quil and Embry said at the same time.

I shrugged again. "Whatever. Do you guys think I should settle down with Sarah?"

"Do whatever you want to," Quil said, kicking at a rock.

"Dude, Sarah is hot," Embry added. "You don't want to lose that."

I nodded. "Yeah, she is." She was short and petite, with deep blue eyes, soft features, and brown hair. I had decided long ago that her hair was my favorite physical part of her--there was plenty to run my fingers through.

"Those blue eyes," Embry enthused. "Gotta love her."

"You know, she kinda looks like Bella," Quil remarked.

I froze. "No, she doesn't," I denied.

"Dude, she does," Embry said, raising his eyebrows at Quil. "Think about it, Jake. Long, thick brown hair. Pale. Small. Even a thin nose like Bella's."

I shook my head. "Nah. I don't see the resemblance. Sarah has blue eyes. Bella has brown."

Quil snorted. "You're blind."

We had made it to Billy's house by then. I managed to get away from them and into my bedroom without any interference from Billy. As I collapsed on my too-small bed, I continued to think about Bella and Sarah.

Chill, Jake. You know you love Sarah. You're in love with Sarah.

It was true. Thinking of her beautiful face, I closed my eyes and started to drift off to sleep.

Just before unconsciousness took over, I had one more thought about Bella.

She has probably found someone, anyways. What a lucky guy he is.