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Hello Everyone!!

I'm back…finally!! So here is my newest Twilight Saga fanfic, 'Worth The Wait'!! I really hope that you like it. I don't know what started it but one day I mind became a waterfall of words and what appeared on the paper was this story. I wrote page after page for weeks. After writing most of 'Worth The Wait' it got me out of my writer's block I was having with my other story 'You Decide'. So I am thankful for this new story in many ways. Anyway, let me know what you think of 'Worth The Wait'!

Much Love, Lettie

Toren's POV

There was no name but the address was in Ireland, a wave of emotions I hadn't felt in decades washed over me in that instant. I braced myself as I opened the letter and began to read.

Dear Mr. Tevahn,

My name is Isla, you don't know me but you should know/remember my grandmother, Anaela Grayeyes. I'm sorry to be the one to tell you but she passed away just a couple of days ago on July 23rd. My grandmother raised me from a very young age and we were very close. I thought that I knew everything about her but in her last days I learned of a wonderful place where she grew up and friends and family I never knew about. But before I could learn more or ask questions she was gone. I know that you don't know me, so I don't have the right to ask you but I was wondering if you could tell me about my grandmother's childhood and where she grew up. I feel that with not knowing where she and my family came from and losing her on top of that, it's like a big part of me is missing. I really would appreciate if you would tell me some of your past that you shared with my grandmother. Don't worry I'm not some long lost relative looking for money or anything like that. I just looking for the missing pieces life has kept from me. Thank you for taking the time to read my letter. I will be arriving in La Push on July 30th; it was my grandmother's last wish to return to her hometown. She wanted her ashes to be buried by the ocean she loved so much.

Genuinely, Isla Gael Grayeyes

I looked down at my cell phone to see the date, my eyes widen as I see that it is July 29th, the day before Anaela's granddaughter said she would be arriving in La Push. My whole body began to tremble, unsure how to feel about everything that I had just read. I couldn't stand the over whelming flood of emotions, and stripped down as fast as I could and phased. I couldn't hold back the heart wrenching howl that echoed through the forest as I ran as fast as I could to Jack's house. I needed his advice, I was completely unsure of how to handle the situation at all, I wasn't sure that I wanted to handle the situation at all.

After long deliberation and some arguing we came up with a plan; Jack would pretend to be me and I would pretend to be his grandson. We assumed that Anaela's granddaughter would be in La Push for just a couple days then return to Ireland. Then my past would go back to where it came from.

July 30th arrived and Jack called Anaela's granddaughter pretending to be me to set up a time and place for the three of us to meet. They decide to meet at Lillian's, Jack's wife (and imprint), café in Forks that afternoon. I did my best to put on a calm persona when I met up with Jack before we leave to meet with Anaela's granddaughter, but under that calm surface I knew of the volcano ready to erupt.

We were headed to Lillian's café and I don't know what it was but the looming feeling that something was off about that day would not go away. A change was coming, I could feel it. It was like the calm before a storm making me completely on edge. I knew that Jack could feel my discomfort and I tried my best to keep calm, but to no avail. Ever since the first time that I phased I have had a really tough time keeping my emotions in check. I wasn't given the nicknames "T.N.T." (my initials) and "Dynamite" for being a ray of sunshine to everyone. My skin began to crawl with anticipation the closer we got to the café.

About a mile down the road from the café there was a car pulled off the side of the road with its hood up, a small amount of smoke billowing from the engine compartment. I normally would not have given this stranger a second glance but the sudden lurch my heart made as we drove past her along with the overwhelming urge I felt to tell Jack "turn around and go back" startled me. Before I could stop myself I blurted out, "We should go back and see if she needs some help." I think this random bit of thoughtfulness surprised Jack, for his only response was, "O-okay." Hell, I surprised myself but the pull and curiosity that consumed me was intense. If only I knew then what I was getting myself into I would have never opened my mouth, but I guess fate had another plan.

I don't know what had possessed me but I couldn't stop my own legs as I got out of the El Camino and walked toward this stranger. She was rather short, causing her to lift herself on her tiptoes to look into the engine compartment. It wasn't just her height that I noticed but she was wearing a jacket with what looked like some kind of Celtic wolf on the back. Then I heard some of the most colorful language come out of a girl's mouth, ever.

"Oh, for f*ck sake, work! You piece of banjaxed American shi…"

"Excuse me miss, do you need any help" my own words seemed foreign once again.

I hadn't meant to but I startled her, causing her to bump her head on the underside of the hood. And for some unknown reason an emotion came over me that I hadn't felt in decades; guilt.

"I'm so sorry. I did not mean to star…" was all I managed to say.

Everything around her became out of focus, and it was like I was seeing for the first time, it was like she was the only thing in focus. Everything about her I could see in great detail, for the smallness of her feet, to the intricate Celtic designs on her jacket, to her dark cocoa hair that was up in a messy bun with bangs that hung partially in her face. My gaze found her soft looking lips that turned up at the edges into an abashed smile.

Time and everything seemed to stop, including my heart as we made eye contact. Her eyes were unique shades of gray, then the weight of what was happening hit me like a granite wall.

Every part of me went still, 'No, no, no! This is not happening, it cannot. I don't want this! But the pull is so strong, I must fight it! I've got to get away, I won't give into this!' I screamed out in my mind.

And while I still had the will I ran from her as fast as I could, I had to escape, this was never supposed to happen. Not to me at least, I was the one to forever walk alone. Because of what happened that day I am responsible for a small portion of the local deforestation, I had destroyed quite a few trees in my anger. Some of the pent up frustrations and anger leaked out that day and after my paws couldn't take anymore I just collapsed onto the forest floor.

Amongst all the furious thoughts the image of her smiling up at me popped into my head. An unusual calm washed over me, but the anger quickly returned taking over once again. How could a total stranger have such a power over me, I wouldn't let her. This whole "love-at-first-sight", imprinting stuff was ridiculous, it was a lie just like love in general. Loving someone only brings pain and in the end they always leave you. I tried my best to think of anything but her but my resolve crumbed, I caved and decided to wait for Jack at this house to find out what happened after I ran off into the forest.

Not long after I reached Jack's house he returned from dropping off Anaela's granddaughter at her hotel. I think that shock doesn't quiet cover how I felt when Jack told me the girl ended up being Isla Grayeyes. He explained that he called for a tow truck for her car and how they went to Lillian's café. And told me of their conversation, that only consisted of a small talk; not too many details. And of how he invited her over for dinner that evening, Jack insisted that I needed to be there.

"I don't want to be there, be around her…" I began to tell him, I could tell Jack was about to continue to try and convince me so I boldly admitted to him, "…but I cannot, I cannot stay away."

Realization flashed across Jack's face and he placed a hand on my shoulder.

"My friend did you…" he asked a bit unsure, I think it was a shock for him as well.

I couldn't say anymore out loud so I just nodded, 'yes'. We both stood there in silence for a couple moments before I found my voice again.

"This morning I… Jack, this wasn't supposed to happen to me. I don't want this." I shook my head.

"You may not want this, but I think that you need this. You need her," he pointed out.

Anger from hearing his words filled me up, "I don't need anyone, especially her!" erupted out of my mouth.

Silence fell upon us again after my outburst; I hadn't meant to snap at my best friend.

"Please come over tonight, I truly believe you'll change your mind. She's a wonderful young lady. Besides she wants to meet you." Jack pleaded once more.

"She does?" I asked surprised, unable to hide my curiosity.

A smile tugged at the corners of Jack's lips, "Yes, she actually seemed quite curious about you."

…so much for holding my ground.