AN: I do not own Twilight. Thank you for everyone who reviewed on the first chapter - it's good to know that there are still readers on FF! Here's the next chapter! Enjoy!

La Push was incredibly different from the bright and sunny home I was used to in Florida. The lush forestry, the misty mountainous air – it was all incredibly addicting. There's this crazy magic everywhere you look and you could feel this magnetic pull to the reservation. I looked over at Faye and studiously watched her. She looked happy – glowing even. Her long red hair looked soft and caught the sun beautifully, her blue eyes glistened and looked brighter than I'd ever seen them. As she talked, I could tell that her heart was full and reconsidered looking too deeply into her new life. Then again, I woke up at 6 am and it was a long flight due to the time change between states – I could just be too sleepy to really tell.

As we drove down the winding roads, I could catch glimpses of the ocean and at the same time, of the forest. Faye pointed out each little convenience store, the post office, and basically everything else – the small reservation was very charming. We pulled up came to small cabin that looked like something Faye had always dreamed of living in. It was a triangular build with plenty of windows and a garden surrounding the outer perimeter. There was a Volkswagen Rabbit and motorcycle that sat in the driveway so I assumed that Jacob was inside awaiting our grand arrival. As if to confirm my assumptions, a massive man stomped down the front steps and a blinding smile appeared on his lips. Faye looked like a child as she jumped out of the car and sprinted into his waiting arms. The way he accepted her into him was…different. It was like having each other near completed them – only happiness graced their features and for some strange reason it made me feel incredibly vulnerable but at the same time I felt longing.

They broke apart as I sauntered up with my luggage, which Jacob pulled from me not giving me time to resist.

"Roslynn, it's so nice to meet you. Faye talks about you all of the time and I'm glad that you were able to come up for a visit." He said, extending his large hand out to me. I shook it and couldn't help but smile up at him. Jacob was a handsome fella to put it simply. His skin was dark and oddly warm, he had full lips, a straight nose and thick brows framing dark eyes – I felt bad looking at him so intensely but it was honestly out of pure awe.

"Thank you for allowing me to stay here, it's very kind of you."

Faye laughed next to me and grabbed my hand, pulling me into the home.

"Come on, I'll show you the room so we can put all your stuff down and then we'll go from there!"

I nodded and looked around at her home that she was yanking me so fast through. It was very open and clouded with both Faye and Jacob's, well, life? There were pictures everywhere of both of them and if I hadn't known better, it would have appeared as though they'd known each other for a life time. How did a couple take this many pictures in such little time? How many moments had they spent together? Moving through the rest of the home, there were rugs all over the floor, several mirrors, art and plants everywhere – it was undeniably homey and comfortable. She opened the door to what would be my room for the next week and Jacob followed behind us, placing my luggage next to a dresser.

"We'll let you unpack and then just come on downstairs! I'm sure that you probably have a lot to ask!" Faye said as she backed out of the room, Jacob following closely behind. I sighed and grabbed my luggage, pulling out the contents and placing them in their appropriate places. I couldn't get over how insanely happy she looked. I mean Faye had always been such a happy, positive person but I've never seen her this happy in a relationship that's lasted this long. Usually something happens within the first couple weeks and then the remainder was her fighting to fix things while the guy just sat and let her, never making any effort. This was something different, something special but a part of me still thought something else was going on. Faye was always excited to tell me about her new beaus, so why was this one different? Especially if things were going to well – well enough for them to get married even? It didn't make sense.

I headed over to where Faye and Jacob were sitting and laughing at the kitchen table.

"Okay, I have questions and I need some answers here because as damn cute as you two are together something is up and I know it." I stated abruptly.

Faye smiled and nodded.

"You got it – question number one?" She asked.

"How and when did you two meet?"

Faye and Jacob looked at each other, as if reminiscing about the moment.

"It wasn't anything extravagant, Roslynn. I was out grocery shopping when I first saw him, only from the back but he just had this presence about him I couldn't ignore! We kind of bumped into each other multiple times in the store but it was the moment he looked at me to apologize that everything changed. I know you don't believe in love at first sight but that's exactly what happened. He then asked me out and after getting to know each other for a couple of weeks, we decided that our relationship was too special and matter-of-fact to keep casually dating. He proposed and I honestly didn't think twice about saying yes. I know that my past relationships haven't gone well at all but Jacob makes me feel like the most cherished woman in the world. He lets me be myself and would never ask me to change who I am. In fact, he pushes me to be more 'me' than I ever knew. I've learned a lot about myself and love in the past two months."

I eyed her, looking for any weird eye signals or body language telling me that she was fibbing but there was nothing but pure, unadulterated joy. How she could be so open and honest about Jacob right in front of him somehow made me uncomfortable, though. For me, I don't think I could ever be so vulnerable in front of someone like that – then they know and can use it to their advantage. Still, for her to be so much of herself and comfortable in front of him was nice. Maybe he wasn't so bad?

"Okay, I'm satisfied with that." I said shortly. "But now why didn't you tell me? I mean if he's so great and wonderful, where was the exclamation of 'hell yeah – got one'?".

With that, Faye began to look a little nervous.

"That's complicated, Roslynn. To put it simply, I guess you could say that Jacob has a…strange job?" She looked over at him as if to say she didn't know what the hell to tell me. Jacob sighed and smiled at me tightly.

"I guess you could say I have a very important role here on the reservation that not everyone is supposed to know about or it could have negative consequences for me and my…team."

My eyes widened as everything clicked into place at once.

"What the hell? I swear to God if you get Faye involved with any type of mafia mumbo-jumbo shit I will personally see to it that your life is ended swiftly with no witnesses. I have a good alibi." I seethed.

Suddenly, both Jacob and Faye burst into a fit of giggles while I sat there wide eyed. What else was I to assume? Important role? Negative consequences? Mafia? Gang? Something like that was the only thing that made sense!

"Faye, I heard you say she had a wild imagination but, man!" He said through the chuckles.

I crossed my arms over my chest, frustrated.

"Well then explain yourself instead of being so damn secretive about it and then I won't have any need to make wild assumptions." I huffed.

"Fine, fine." He said, straightening out. "But, Roslynn, for your own safety there does have to be some aspect of secrecy. The only information I can really give is that we protect the way of life here, our community. There are threats that are constantly present and we make sure that the people always remain safe and secure."

"So, some kind of secret service agent?" I questioned.

Jacob smiled and shrugged.

"I guess you could say that, but we're better than that…in a way!" He grinned cheekily and Faye just shook her head, a soft smile on her face.

There wasn't too much to say after that. If Jacob and Faye were telling the truth then their relationship, as rushed as it was to me, seemed to be making her happy now and that's all that really mattered to me. Plus, if Jacob was really in the secret service or whatever organization he claimed, it was nice to know that at least he could provide and protect her. They seemed wholesome and well suited for each other – genuinely happy as well. Though their relationship happened faster than usual, I hope that they always felt this way about each other.

"I guess that's really it then!" I exclaimed, amused at Faye's shocked face.

"Really? I was expecting a lot more questions or assumptions!"

"Well, if you two are being honest and I expect that you two are, then I don't really have anything to worry about! You seem to have a nice relationship, a beautiful home – I'm really happy for you, girl!" I smiled as she hopped out of her chair and sprinted over to give me a hug.

"Thank God! I was so worried you were going to go all mother hen on me and freak out all week! Now we really have a chance to show you the reservation and enjoy this week without you being all paranoid!"

I playfully shoved her, shaking my head.

"Excuse me for being worried about my best friend!" I exclaimed. "Now, about this week, there are so many differences here compared to Florida and I want to see them all! We need to go to the beach, the mountains, everywhere!"

Faye nodded and smiled brightly, agreeing. At that moment, it felt like home and like I had my best friend back. We used to adventure like crazy together, going everywhere and anywhere! When she moved away, I was pretty lonely and while I went out by myself, it wasn't the same. Jacob remained at the table, just watching us gleefully. I suppose he was different in that way as well. Faye's other boyfriends, as uninterested as they seemed in her one-on-one, would always get mightily jealous when she and I made plans. It was so nice to actually have someone support her happiness with others instead of just wanting it all to himself.

"Trust me, Roslynn, I have plans! Everything is relatively close! In fact, there's a beach about 5 minutes away from here that's one of my favorite places to go and I know that you'll love it!"

I made my way to the front door automatically and began putting my shoes on.

"What are we waiting for then! Show me!"

Faye laughed at my swiftness.

"Actually, Jacob's…team is coming over for a…meeting and I thought it would be nice to make them lunch! Why don't you head on out and I'll come meet you in a bit? It's not that hard to get there! Just head out back and pretty much go straight on until you see the shore!"

I scoffed but nodded.

"I never pictured you as a little Susie homemaker but have fun with that! I'll be waiting down by the sea!" I said teasingly. We both knew that Faye wasn't the best cook in the world but everything else seems to have changed quite a bit anyways.

I headed out into the backyard and through the little bit of forestry before catching the smell of the ocean. I'd always loved the ocean, especially back home where the water was always clear and the sand as soft and white as baby powder. Up here, the beach was very different. The ocean was dark, looking like a bruise upon the deep toffee colored sand – I was in love. There was driftwood that littered the shore and I decided to sit down in the sand and lean upon a piece, taking in the build and crash of the waves. The boom and slapping of the water pieced together with the soft, salty scent made me think that it wouldn't be so bad to live here. As a lover of nature and of adventure, this seemed like the perfect place for me.

Interrupting my thoughts was a group of about three native boys laughing together. Funny enough they seemed to have the same build and color as Jacob – they could all be brothers. They were all handsome as well, rosy cheeks and white smiles. What is with all of these handsome men in this place? I got up quickly once I registered they were headed my way and began to head back to Faye's house, not bothering to wait until she finished lunch. I heard a gasp from behind me and the laughing ceased. I kept walking, ignoring the sudden silence and praying that not one of them would approach me. I've always been both a people person and not a people person – somewhere confusingly in between. If Faye was with me or if I was in my element, I would have no problem walking away from the group behind me and, in fact, I probably wouldn't even have noticed them. However, in this new strange place, I wasn't really up for making new friends. I turned the corner to start heading back through the lush forest when a thick, deep voice called out to me, causing me to freeze. Never in my life had I heard a voice like that – it was almost like a song.

"Wait!"

I took a deep breath and slowly turned around to find that the three of them had gotten a lot closer to me than I thought. Two of them were standing in front of the third, hiding his face away from me but I could tell that he was very tense, almost vibrating.

"Yes, can I help you?" I questioned, watching as the man in the back visibly relaxed.

"I'm Embry, this is Quil and the guy back there is Paul. Are you Roslynn?"

Curiously, I nodded.

"I am. I'm sorry, how do you know me?" I questioned.

"We're friends of Jacob! We saw you wondering back here and just wanted to make sure you weren't lost! Not too many people know of this back path towards the beach but I'm sure Faye told you the way!"

I nodded again and stood there awkwardly, eyeing the man in the back. Paul, wasn't it? Not that I could see him properly, but he looked absolutely delicious.

"Anyhow, I'm sure we'll be seeing you soon! Jacob apparently planned some kind of bon fire tonight so we'll see you there! It was nice to meet you!" Embry said, reaching out to shake my hand. A bonfire? That definitely wasn't mentioned. It should be fun though and maybe I'd get a chance to get to know Faye's new friends more. It seemed as though Embry referred to her in a kind manner, they must have become acquaintances as well. A part of me questioned if this Paul would be there too – I wouldn't mind getting a chance to see the rest of his face. I may not believe in love, but I know damn well when there's an attractive man standing in front of me and, damn, was Paul attractive. Involuntarily I blushed, scolding myself for thinking this way. Looks never mattered to me and I wasn't even sure if they did in this case either! Sure, he was good looking from what I could tell but, just like everything else here, I felt a pull to him.

"Yeah, you too." I replied, a blush still prominent on my cheeks. Before I could reach out to shake his hand, Paul glanced up, his wild eyes taking me in wholly. I blushed deeper, taken back by the intensity in his eyes. Seeing him fully, I realized that my statements of Jacob and the other boy's attractiveness were severely incorrect. Paul was beautiful. His hair was long and thick, the color of the trunks of the trees that surrounded us in that moment. His skin was a warm cinnamon color, smooth and free of any blemish. His nose was straight and cheeks rosy, lips full and inviting. His eyes are what pulled me to him, a deep obsidian with anger in them but also softness. Though nothing close to the color of the ocean, they reminded me of its magnificence. He was tall and his body seemed to be made of nothing but muscle yet he was so graceful as he moved and towered over me. His tight shirt didn't leave much to the imagination with the way it enhanced his muscular form - he was definitely built beyond belief. I'd never encountered anything like him before in my life.

"Mine." He murmured, a deep rumble bubbling in his chest. He stepped towards me, reaching out with his hand as though he wanted to touch me. My eyes widened, watching as he began to step toward to me.

"I b-beg your pardon?"

Embry glanced at me nervously and moved to stand in front of me while Quil tried to pull Paul back unsuccessfully.

"Get away from her!" He growled, louder this time, the deep timbre of his voice shaking me to my core. I watched as he intensely fought to get out of Quil's grasp, his eyes never leaving my form. Eventually he was able to break free and that was all it took for everything to sink in and for me to turn on my heel and run as fast as I could back to Faye's house. I heard a roar rip through the air and pushed myself to run faster. What the absolute hell was that about? 'Mine'? What did that mean? And that roar? He sounded like an animal! I don't think I'd ever heard a human make those kinds of noises.

As soon as I made it to Faye's house, I ran in and slammed the door, breathing heavily and most likely looking crazy.

"Roslynn, what the hell? Are you okay?" Faye asked, looking at me wide-eyed. Jacob glancing up at me curiously as well, both I'm sure wondering what was going on.

"What kind of psycho, crazy-ass friends do you guys have? Because I am not amused in the slightest!" I half-yelled, my heart beating wildly in my chest.

Jacob stood up quickly and glanced at Faye before walking over to me.

"What do you mean? Did you run into anyone out there?"

"Run into anyone? More like run away from them! Hell, when someone stares you down, calls you theirs and then tries to make a move on you, I think running away is the most appropriate response!" I gasped, moving past him towards the kitchen where Faye had a bottle of water waiting for me.

I watched as Jacob and Faye stared at each other, looks of shock on their face. It looked as though they were having a silent conversation with each other that was then interrupted by a deafening boom that came from the living room. All of us moved towards the front room to see a heavy breathing Paul standing on top of the now broken down door, his eyes searching for something and then finally landing on me. He growled lowly, making his way towards me as I backed up slowly.

"Paul," Jacob said slowly. "You're scaring her, Paul. You need to calm down."

Paul glared at Jacob, his whole body shaking.

"Get away from her." He said through clenched teeth.

I continued to back away, looking over at Faye for help. She seemed just as concerned as Jacob did in that moment but when she saw how distressed I was, she softened, grabbed my hand and we both ran to my room. I could hear heavy footsteps chase after us as we ran but once we were inside, everything was silent except for the heavy breathing on the other side of the door. I locked it for good measure even though someone who broke down one door could easily break down another. Faye and I just looked at each other, keeping quiet and listening to what was going on outside of the room. I heard another set of footsteps approach and a rumble.

"Paul, I know what you're going through but you're scaring the shit out of her. She won't give you a chance while she's this terrified. Listen to her heart beat, can't you hear how fast it's beating?"

I gasped and backed away from the door, looking at Faye for some answers. She stared back at me, looking sorrowful but also relieved?

"What the hell does that mean? Hear my heart? What the hell is going on Faye?" I hissed at her.

She walked over to the bed, sat down and patted next to her. Begrudgingly, I sat down beside her.

"Listen, Roslynn, it's hard to explain but Jacob was right…Paul can hear your heart beat among a lot of other things. So can Jacob – I guess you could say it's a part of their job?" She said softly, as if explaining something to a child.

I heard a heavy sigh come from the other side of the door and then slowly the door opened, popping as the lock broke, I'm sure. I watched as Jacob entered first, Paul standing closely behind him.

"Roslynn, Paul has something he needs to speak with you about and I promise that everything will make sense. I'm asking you to give him a chance and to understand that right now, Paul's behavior is going to seem very different than what you're normally used to. I have to go talk to Embry and Quil outside but Faye can stay in here with you if that makes you feel better. Is that okay? Can he come in?"

I peered over Jacob's shoulder at Paul – his eyes were still wild and he was fidgeting with his hands. He seemed anxious, like he needed to be in the room or he'd surely die. There was aggression and anger in his stance too, the whole of him tense and antsy. Somehow I felt as though I needed to hear what he had to say so, letting curiosity get the best of me, I nodded to Jacob.

AN: Thank you for coming back to my story! I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter! Once I get further into this story, I was thinking about writing another on how Jacob and Faye met, what do you think? Also, if there are any questions please feel free to ask! Happy Halloween and have a wonderful, safe day :D