Thanks for the review RandomObsessivePsychoFangirl! Hopefully you like this chapter too! Wondering who is in the kitchen? Well, you'll soon find out! Oh and pretty much everything you see in italics will be when Lynndsey is having a vision, enjoy!

Chapter 2 – Stranger

The hands that grabbed my waist made me shout and drop the box of pasta on the counter. He laughed quietly behind, his hands tightening their hold on me, refusing to let go for too long.

"Did I scare you?" He asked the laughter was still quite noticeable in his deep voice.

I turned around in his arms easily. The first thing I saw was a perfectly toned chest and eight pack staring at me in the face. I blushed a little, of course, he would come without a shirt on, I scolded myself. I looked up into his eyes and saw that they were a deep sparkling brown, which still held the laughter. You could easily get lost in them. I smiled up at Cameron, reassuring him that he was forgiven for giving me a fright.

Though my hand clutched at my throat; trying to massage away the ache that the venom caused in the back of my throat. It was a natural defense for me. Get the venom ready for the fatal bite that would leave any attacker dead before I could even reconsider. Stupid bloodsucker. I hissed in my head.

In a weak voice, "Hi," still, I massaged my throat. Cameron laughed quietly, grabbing me up in his arms and hugging me tight, to his body. I never minded him giving me hugs, but I did mind the way he held me. It was too protective, for my taste. He held me as if I would blow away with the wind and never come back.

I stepped back, with a smile on my lips and turned to pick up the box that I had dropped on the counter. Cameron handed me a bowl filled with water, for me to soak the sheets in. I took the bowl gratefully, setting it on the counter and opening the box letting the sheets of pasta slide out and into the bowl.

I bent down to retrieve a skillet for the beef and set that on the stove. Before I could even turn around, Cameron was back, this time with a package of ground beef. While I browned the meat, Cameron watched everything I did, over my shoulder – with his hands on my waist – if I moved he moved.

Once I had the lasagna made and set it in the oven to bake – I had just stood back up when Cameron whirled me around to face him.

He smiled at me before he grabbed me behind the knees and caught my waist, keeping me from hitting my head on the floor. I protested as he carried me into the living room and sat down on the couch with me on his lap.

I slid off his lap and sat next to him, making myself comfortable. All the while, Cameron kept his arm around my waist, letting me wrap my arms around his waist and rest my head on his chest. I sighed – once I was comfortable – I was content where I was. It was safe.

We sat like that watching Degrassi: The Next Generation on the n!

After the first ten minutes, Cameron sighed and pulled away from my arms.

When I looked up at his face I knew what was coming.

Cameron put one burning hand on the small of my back, while the other twisted around the roots at the nape of my neck. "Isabella," he said softly, while he bent his head slowly towards mine.

Once he was certain that I was going to allow this kind of physical contact, he gently pressed his lips to mine. I didn't resist him. What would be the point? I asked myself. My lips moved with his, while my hands moved from his shoulders to his neck, wrapping themselves around him, tugging him closer.

Cameron gently leaned into me. Asking a question with his body pressed against mine. I allowed him to push me slowly down on the sofa.

His hand slid from the small of my back, to my waist, then my hip. His finger tips – always soft and gentle – trailed along my thigh, curving around the back of my knee.

I stiffened underneath him. Cameron felt me turn to unresponsive stone and gently withdrew from me and sat on the couch, giving the television his full attention. I sat up slowly – my eyes locked on his face. He continued to just stare blankly at the TV.

"You wanted to talk to me?" I asked.

Cameron turned to face me. "I came to ask you something." He responded, confirming my assumption. He paused and looked back at the TV. I nodded in encouragement. I had no idea what he wanted to say to me – his mind was completely blocked off.

Cameron smiled a soft smile, before he turned to face me – his features were sure and confident.

The look in his eyes sent me running for the hills – it was written all over his face…

"I'm in love with you," Cameron said in a strong passionate tone. "Isabella Lynndsey Michelle Turner, I love you, and I promise to love you every single day."

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My face was full of shock.

"Say you'll marry me and say you love me too." Cameron finished, taking both of my hands in his.

What was he thinking?! I can't deal with this. I need more time to think things through, before I just threw my life away. I mean, come on! I'm only fifteen! And what about Jacob? The future? My life? My happiness? My everything?

Before I could open my mouth to respond, Cameron said, "think on it a little while, and call me when you're ready to talk." He stood up, retrieving his jacket from the back of the couch and disappeared out the front door.

I don't have the slightest idea, how long I sat there without moving. The oven timer was what woke me out of my trance. I shoved away from the sofa, sure as hell that I never wanted to sit on it ever again.

I felt like hyperventilating, by the time I set the lasagna on the stove top. I shoved the oven mitts roughly into the drawer by the stove. I shook my head as I walked to the bottom of the stairs, "dinner in less than fifteen minutes." I heard footsteps at the top of the stairs and decided to work on the salad.

I pulled out all of the ingredients for the salad and turned to get a bowl, but stopped dead in my tracks.

Jacob stood in the doorway with his eyes wide and his nostrils flared.

He knew about Cameron.

"Um…It's not who you might think." I stammered. "No one came looking."

Jacob gave a bitter laugh, his eyes fierce. "Someone came alright," Jacob started, but as he looked into my eyes his expression turned soft.

"He upset you." It was a statement, not a question.

I took a shaky breath before I spoke.

"Not completely," I whispered.

"Another time," Jacob said hurriedly, "you said you know the perfect place." Jacob smiled, warmly at me. I smiled kindly back at him, walking over to get the bowl, I had almost forgotten, while I looked into his eyes.

"Tomorrow then," I said turning around to face him. "Bring your running feet."

Jacob stayed in the doorway, watching me carefully. I assumed it was to see if I would go into hysterics anytime soon. I could tell he was worried, so was I. I'd been scared before, but this was something new to me. No one had ever talked to me like that.

I just tossed the salad, feeling his eyes roam over my back and lingering every now and then. My mom always told me that I had eyes in the back of my head. And now I knew it was absolutely true. But it was comforting, knowing he was there, watching me. Kind of creepy, but very peaceful, I wished he would never leave.

Jamie came sauntering into the kitchen, as I set the table.

We were all quiet, deadly quiet. I glanced at Jacob every now and then; he was watching me, mostly, but also looking at the murderous look on Jamie's face. I looked too, scary enough, the look could kill, and it's as simple as that. I mostly shuffled my food around on my plate, thinking of a way to make Jamie see reason and not attack Cameron anytime soon.

I was lost in my thoughts, when Jamie seemed to snap and growled low and menacingly at the back door, his blue eyes burning a hole into the wood of the door.

"If that ass thinks he is welcome here…" Jamie ground out, before he broke off and looked apologetically at Jacob.

"I'm sorry, if you'll excuse me for one minute." Jamie scooted his chair back noiselessly and marched across the kitchen, punching the door out of his way. It slammed shut behind him, shaking the house a little bit.

I stared at my plate, wide eyed. Someone was here; in Illinois. A vampire. A hunter vampire. No doubt attracted to me. I read the minds of Leah and Miranda outside; they were both worried sick about me.

"Shit," I muttered under my breath.

Jacob's eyes turned back to me, one eyebrow raised. I blushed deep red.

"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to say that out loud." I whispered averting my eyes to the table.

At that precise moment, Jamie rushed into the kitchen, slamming and bolting the door behind him. "Stay here; I don't want either of you leaving this house. I have to help track the bloodsucker down." Jamie continued to mutter incoherently to himself.

Jacob started when Jamie muttered bloodsucker, his pulse accelerating. On a normal day – when a humans pulse jumped up a couple of notches – it would have sent me into a feeding frenzy.

Jamie took the time to notice though. When he saw that I was in-control Jamie ran into the living room and slammed the door behind him. Without Jamie present, my senses went into hyper drive.

I was finally fully aware of Jacob sitting, unaware across from my – not three feet in front of me.

I tried to focus on cleaning up the dishes, without killing Jacob. I had put everything away and got the water running – when Jacob's pulse was at a normal pace once again.

I must say that I was proud of myself. So proud, that I allowed myself a huge sigh of relief – to disguise the fact that I was barley breathing.

Jacob walked over to me at the sink and picked up the towel hanging on the rack.

"You wash and rinse, I'll dry." He said. After the recent attack on my self-control, I wasn't so sure, but I didn't complain. I just continued to wash and rinse, while Jacob took the rinsed dishes from my hands continuously, never saying anything. I was a comfortable silence, both of us pondering what was going on outside the house. Naturally, Jamie had locked up the house so I could not open up anything until he was home again.

I wasn't sure if Jacob felt the tingle that I felt, every time that our hands touched. He was very good at hiding his emotions and thoughts – when he wanted to. "Did you always hide your thoughts this well at home?" I asked my curiosity overriding the fear of an outburst. I shut off the water as I waited for a reply.

"What, you can't hear my thoughts?" Jacob asked sarcastically. Hidden deep was real curiosity and skepticism. I looked at him seriously, my brow furrowing. "I'm the one in the pack who distinguishes between friend and foe. Without me being able to hear your thoughts, Cameron would not trust you. That's part of why I want to get to know you tomorrow." I concluded the last part was a very small part of why I wanted to get to know him, but I didn't want to sound infatuated with him yet.

Jacob looked at me for a minute, his dark eyes searching. "I see," he finally answered nodding.

I smiled kindly. "I have things I need to do, so you can stay down here, or whatever, just don't leave," I said heading for the door. "Jamie would have a cow." I turned, placing my hand on the frame, my smile widening. "And I mean that literally." I winked at him, slowly walking into the living room and heading up to my room. Before I turned the knob, I heard the TV turn on downstairs.

I walked over to my laptop and flipped the lid up. The login screen popped up and I selected my name and typed in my password.

I strode over to my closet and raided my dresser and hangers for my pjs. I realized once and for all that I really should not let Jamie put away the laundry. Mine at least – he dissected everything.

I slammed the door shut and walked into my bathroom, closing the door behind me. I'd forgotten my cat Sassy, so when she started clawing at the door, I immediately opened it for her. She strutted in – just like every day – as if she owned the place. I rolled my eyes at her, as she jumped cutely up onto her half of the counter by the sink with her drinking cup next to it.

I undressed and stepped into the shower, turning on the warm water. Once I was clean, I toweled dry and dressed in my pjs. All the while Sassy stared at me with severe intensity. She still had issues adjusting to Jacob, so she spent more time than usual in my room. Jamie sort of missed having her around – though he certainly didn't miss the attitude.

I smiled lovingly at her and rolled my eyes. "You crazy, crazy cat." I said rumpling my hair with my hands. I couldn't resist shaking my head like a soaked dog and getting Sassy just a little bit wet in the process.

She looked at me menacingly, but she though, you love me.

She hates me, she loves me, and either way that cat is possessed by the devil himself!

I opened the door and walked over to my laptop, clicking on the internet sign in and signing on. I waited for it to sign on before I clicked on the internet icon and waited for my homepage to come up. Sassy joined me, perching on the desk next to my laptop, and plopping down. I scanned through the headlines on Mugglenet. There was nothing new except announcing who was filming what on Harry Potter. Mugglenet is the best, everything Harry Potter all the time.

I clicked on the Google tool bar and waited for the homepage to show up. I typed La Push Washington and clicked enter. I scrolled through the links, until I found one that looked the most promising:

Quileute Tribe

The tribe was created from wolves by a supernatural transformer. The tribe's lineage stretches back thousands of years to the Ice Age, making them the oldest inhabitants of the Pacific Northwest.

The first paragraph on the website was exactly what I wanted to know. It was proof enough for me to know where Jacob came from. At first the vision was vague, and I didn't know where I was, until I saw the cliff, and took in the beach. I had seen them before in a dream. Then I knew exactly where he came from. La Push.

I was still in my little trance, looking at the pictures of the scenery of La Push, Forks, and the other surrounding towns and vegetation, when Jacob knocked on my door. The sound still made me jump and Sassy hiss.

"Be nice," I hissed back. "Come in," I called to Jacob.

Jacob turned the knob and stuck his head in. "I don't bite," I said. "Much."

It made him laugh. He opened the door wider. "What are you doing?"

"I was checking you out on the web. Just making sure you were legit." I replied.

"Do I pass?"

"Maybe," I shrugged.

Jacob nodded, his eyes scanning the wall above the desk. "Friends of yours?" Jacob asked, raising an eyebrow.

My eyes wandered over to that wall too. It was a group photo of me and my crew. So to speak. "That's my crew," I explained. "Well, Cameron's crew, considering he's the alpha." I scowled, remembering the talk we had.

"From left to right: Bill Collins, Jill Hathaway, Erica Simms, Alex Holmes, Phoebe Halloway, Jamie, me, Cameron Meyer, Roxxi Halloway, Chris Peters, Leah Turner, and Miranda Cullen." I stared at the group photo with affection. "They're my family."

"Are all of them…?" Jacob started to ask, but never finished. I smiled, "no Erica and Jill are human, they know though of course. In a way we're all together," I pointed out the couples in the photo: Jamie and Phoebe, me and Cameron, Chris and Leah, Bill and Jill, Alex and Erica.

I looked at Sassy – she'd been sitting on my desk the whole time, eyeing Jacob with a questionable look in her eyes. "And this little monster you don't really need to know." I said scratching Sassy behind the ears. You love me. She thought.

I looked at Jacob, "this is my devil of a cat Sassy. Seriously though, I think she's possessed by the devil, or something."

That made Jacob laugh. "So whether or not Jamie comes home, we're still headed into the woods, okay?" I asked swiveling around in my chair. Jacob eyed me critically. "Where exactly are we going?"

It was my turn to laugh. "Well, I was thinking I would write a note saying, 'be back when I am,' then you'll kidnap me and drive to Pere Marquette State Park and we'll spend the day in the woods," I said. I caught only glimpse of his face as my chair turned around again. Jacob's face went straight to surprise and joy when I said 'kidnap'.

"I'm going to kidnap you?" It was easy to hear the sarcasm and hope in his voice. I stopped my chair and stared out my window, my mind completely in another part of the town.

I was at the cemetery entrance. I saw a shadow cross the path of the street lamp behind me. I turned around trying to find the body that belongs to the shadow. No one was there.

A shadow crossed deadly close to my right.

I turned again, nothing.

Then the shadow was right behind me. It towered over me, hauntingly.

One of the neighborhood dogs barked. No one seemed to care.

I couldn't turn, not yet. It was only a vision it wasn't real.

"I can see you. There is no more running, no more hiding; you know you can't stop me." The voice belonged to the shadow behind me.

It was suddenly cold. Suffocating like cold. His hand reached out to touch me. I saw the shadow move and reacted.

I whimpered and ran into the cemetery.

I was half way down when I finally turned to look at him. I'd never had a voice to go with the face before this, but now I knew. I knew that his voice was just as bad now as it was in my nightmares.

The face should have been a stranger's face. The ruby red eyes, blonde hair and ghastly pale skin. A vampire. My vampire.

He smiled at me. Considering he was a vampire, the smile was surprisingly kind. "You can run, Bella, but you cannot hide from me forever. I will have you one day. You will be mine." He whispered. A sudden breeze carried his low voice and scent farther than I expected. Farther than I wanted.

He turned after bowing elegantly and started singing one of my favorite songs:

You can't escape the wrath of my heart
Beating to your funeral song (You're so alone)
All faith is lust for hell regained
And love dust in the hands of shame (Just be brave)

Let me bleed you this song of my heart deformed
And lead you along this path in the dark
Where I belong until I feel your warmth

Hold me like you held on to life
When all fears came alive and entombed me
Love me like you loved the sun
Scorching the blood in my vampire heart

I'll be the thorns in every rose
You've been sent by hope (You'll grow cold)
I am the nightmare waking you up
From the dream of a dream of love (Just like before)

Let me weep you this poem as Heaven's gates close
And paint you my soul, scarred and alone
Waiting for your kiss to take me back home

Hold me like you held on to life
When all fears came alive and entombed me
Love me like you loved the sun
Scorching the blood in my vampire heart

Hold me like you held on to life
When all fears came alive and entombed me
Love me like you loved the sun
Scorching the blood in my vampire HEART

Hold me like you held on to life
Like you held on to life
When all fears came alive and entombed me
My vampire heart

Love me like you loved the sun
Like you love the sun
Scorching the blood in my, my vampire heart

The song grew fainter and fainter as he walked away. It was so like a sirens song. I realized though this was a vision, it was still real. There was no hiding now that he knew my favorite song, by His Infernal Majesty.

I didn't know it, but I was having trouble breathing. Jacob was sitting next to me his warm hands on my waist, keeping me upright. I tried to regain control of myself, but it was actually harder with Jacob so close to me. He didn't just have his hands on my waist; he had moved me from my chair to my bed – where I was now sitting – next to him.

"Lynndsey? Lynndsey, can you hear me?" Jacob's hands were trembling. I didn't understand his trembling at first, but then I remembered his expression in the kitchen earlier. Immediately I began to calm down.

"Jake?" I asked.

"I'm here. What do you need?" He asked, pulling me impossibly closer to him.

"Calm down, Jake please, calm down." I twisted in his grasp to look at him. Jacob looked at me for a moment – until he was sure that I wasn't going to do it again. Slowly his hands stopped shaking. "You okay, Jake?" I asked quietly. At that moment, Jacob's barriers broke down. Why do I want to kiss her? Don't be an idiot, he hurt her and you want to erase every kiss she's ever had from him, but there's something else. I want too and there won't be any changing that, now I know I imprinted.

From that brief look inside Jake's head, I got that and his memories about imprinting. Now I knew why I wanted him to kiss me too.

Jacob lifted one of his hands to my face and brushed a stray lock of hair from my cheek; I noticed his fingers trembled slightly, but it wasn't from anger anymore.

Jacob slowly leaned in assessing my reaction with wary eyes. I kept still, not breaking eye contact. His lips just barley touched mine; then they crushed mine. I responded quickly, wrapping my arms around his neck.

His lips were soft and warm as they moved with mine. He kissed me passionately, hungrily.

With this kiss, I fully realized that I was his imprint and his soul mate, together we would be, and I would marry him and be happy. Of course that was the vision from earlier this week talking, but I was almost positive that that would actually happen someday.

Jake had been right – he not only wanted to erase Cameron from my personal life, he did.

Jake pulled back, giving me room for air. He held me for a while, before he inclined his head and kissed my forehead. "Sleep," he whispered.

I looked at him wide eyed and confused. Seriously, how could he expect me to sleep now? He chuckled softly. "We always have tomorrow."

And with that he closed the door quietly, but firmly behind himself.

I sighed and flipped off the light. I shut down my laptop and climbed under the covers, snuggling into them for comfort.

He had come back. He bit me and left me bleeding in the woods – in agony. So, why? Why would he come back? Why now? What was I worth, that would make him come to find me now? I shook my head, too tired to think anymore. I drifted into an uneasy sleep – plagued by my vampire and memories.

Finally! The second chapter up! Sorry it took so long. I'm working on getting everything readjusted. Please review if you have any questions or comments, I would really like to hear from you! Help me by reviewing, so I can improve my writing and clear things up if you have any questions!