(A/N: Okay, so in this chapter we're pretending she doesn't know Jacob's a werewolf, alrighty?? It just makes it a lot easier. Also, I gave up on the reviews thingy because not enough people read and review…my story must seriously SUCK. Big time. Oh well, at least you guys take the time. I LOVE YOU! Anywho…Here's the second chapter, and the last paragraph of Chapter One::)

"How am I supposed to trust you?" I searched his eyes, a little scared. His eyes were so red, as if he had just feasted on- no. Don't think of that. "Besides, I'm the one with the keys here!" I heard them jingle in my back pocket, safe and sound. He put his hand on the wheel and turned his frustrated gaze back out the front windshield. I smiled, satisfied. "First question."

I thought out my first question carefully. It would have to open him, to let him feel as though I'd been acquainted to his kind and understand them.

"Do you know Edward Cullen?"

A pang of depression speared me through the heart when I said his name, but I didn't let it touch my eyes. I waited patiently for an answer as the arrangement of vowels and consonants that made his name ate away at me, starting with my already empty and tattered heart. Marlowe didn't look away from the road.

"No, not Edward," he replied thoughtfully. "But I knew a doctor with the same last name."

"Carlisle," I muttered. Marlowe didn't question my sudden change of mood. I really missed them, every one.

Time for question two.

"Do you eat humans?" My voice cracked a little, at the last part, knowing that my saviour was planning on having me for lunch. I pictured myself sitting on the table, my legs and arms tied together, an apple in my mouth; a great addition to Charlie's art wall that was up in his room. All his 'collectors' art hung from that wall.

Ugh.

When he didn't answer, I explained myself further.

"I mean, your eyes are red, instead of topaz." My hand felt for the handle on the door, just in case.

"No, I don't eat people," he said, looking to the steering wheel with a smile. Was he joking? "I was just hunting when I saw a man…long dead…must've gotten attacked by a bear or something. Other than that-" He stopped short and I noticed his eyes were back on the road.

"Bella. Keys, now." His voice, soft only a moment ago was now a harsh, defensive hiss. "Bella!"

I flung the door open and fell out, scrambled to my feet then took off down the road. He would catch up, if he wanted to. But whether he did or not, I wasn't sure.

Hearing footsteps behind me, I dove into the trees and sat, holding my breath. What in the name did Marlowe want with me?

What in the name did Vampires want with me?

To tell the complete and honest truth, I had no idea.

To my surprise, a hairy hand slipped across my face and over my mouth. I was lifted high off the ground and carried deeper into the wood.

"Mrrph!" I shrieked for help but it was muffled by the paw, which I was sure belonged to a bear. A very smart bear.

Why was I always kidnapped? Was there something wrong with me, because I knew it was not my looks. Or grace.

Finally I was thrown to the ground and came face to face with my kidnapper. Fear bubbled inside and finally I was brought back to my senses.

"WEREWOLF!" I cried, though it sounded insane. I never thought I'd say such a thing in my life.

I also thought I'd never say 'I love you' to a Vampire.

"HELP!"

Another Werewolf came from behind and patted the Werewolf on the back. He jumped.

"Candra!" he gasped. "Scared me!"

"Good work, boy!" Candra looked me up and down and turned away.

Almost as if he'd been standing there for the past three minutes, Marlowe emerged from behind a tree trunk. I collapsed against the tall pine that stood behind me in relief and breathed in heavily.

Werewolf! My scream echoed in my ears and I clapped my clammy hands to them in despair.

Marlowe, who had puffed out his chest, was moving confidently towards Candra, his lip curled in a snarl and a growl rumbling deep in his throat.

"Stand back, Mar," Candra hissed, retracting her claws like a cat. "She's ours!"

The moon, I realized, was high in the sky now, and the light it shed cut across the unfamiliar forest floor.

And this revealed four more wolves.

Each was as tall as the first, with the same blood red eyes. Two were covered in dark brown fur, one in copper and the other in black. They stealthily moved toward Candra, as if I couldn't see them.

Candra was standing her ground, like a true leader, lined up with the rest of her pack.

"No, I found her first," Marlowe stared her down, not watching me to make sure the others didn't grab my arms and legs and run off with a nice meal.

Edward would be watching me the whole time.

"Hey!" I suddenly jumped up with rage, but two pairs of scarlet eyes were focused on me and I shrunk back. My voice was only a squeak as I said, "I am not an inanimate object. I cannot belong to either one of you!"

Marlowe looked back to Candra.

"She's human," he snickered. "They have lots of needs. This one's a handful in particular." I opened my mouth to object but I snapped it shut and crossed my arms, pouting.

I remembered I was arguing with a vampire.

And a werewolf.

Before I could stop it, a fight broke out. Candra pounced at Marlowe (who was still chuckling at his remark) and the rest of the pack followed. Marlowe snapped at their necks and just barely missed. They each tried to swipe his across the face but he ducked away. In return Candra's followers took blows in the gut with a giant branch Marlowe had pulled from a tree, an Candra was hit in the back of the head.

"Marlowe!" I shrieked, noticing the wolf that had kidnapped me was bent over me, his eyes hungry. He too was swatted away with the branch.

Without needing an order I jumped on Marlowe's back and we sped out of the forest.

"Last question," I shouted over the thumping of his feet and the whoosh of the wind. This, I had been wondering for a while. He threw me into the truck and I chucked the keys at him, my hands shaking. He shoved one into the ignition and turned it. We were already off down the road, and I was still trying to catch my breath. "Why are you saving me all the time?"

Marlowe grinned as he turned the steering wheel and we were headed back to my home.

(A/N: Okay guys, sorry you've been stuck with the first chapter for a while. School got in the way...but now that I'm out I might be able to update more!!!! I'm away in Harrison for two days, then in Salmo untill Sunday, so again you guys'll be stuck with only two chapters for a while. But dont worry! As soon as I come back I will type more. I've written seven long chapers in my notebook, but getting around to typing them takes forever. Anyways, thanks for reading!

And make sure you review, PLEASE!)