2.

Jacob took me to my truck, which was parked near the beach. He opened the passenger door, "We need to talk,"

He pulled himself up into the cab and turned his body to meet my gaze. "Tell me what you felt, when I noticed you're scars were gone,"

"I don't know," I muttered, looking at my feet.

"I know what you felt, Bells," Jake's eyes met mine and I felt that insistent pull tug on my heart strings.

"How?"

"Because it's a wolf thing," He grinned, knowing that I would smile back.

"What kind of wolf thing?"

"We call it Imprinting,"

"Do I even want to know what that means?"

"It's what happens to a wolf when he or she finds his match,"

"What does that even mean, Jacob?"

"It means we were meant for each other," He stated simply,as if the information he just bestowed upon me was obvious.

"Why not yesterday? A month ago?" I asked. Jacob and I had looked each other in the eye more than once. It didn't make sense that this... imprinting.. would happen now.

"I'm assuming whatever kept you human, changed you. You're not the person you were yesterday or even a few hours ago," Jacob looked down at me with a slightly worried expression. "You aren't cold?"

"Frozen," I answered honestly. It was freezing here even without being soaked in salt water!

"Well, come here, then," Jacob started the truck, causing it to roar to life. I scooted across the cab, burrowing myself into Jacob's side. He was extremely warm, so I took his right hand in mine. "What happens if I need to shift the truck?" Jacob teased.

"You had it across me, anyways. You weren't going to use it," I quipped, a smile on my face.

We drove the short drive to Billy's house in silence. Once we parked, I clutched Jacob's hand tightly, "You're so warm,"

He chuckled, "At least you can still use me for something,"

"What am I?"

"I'm hoping Billy can tell us something. You just need to promise me you'll be honest with him," Jake pried my hand from his and helped me out the the truck. Once down, he looked down at me expectantly.

"I promise I'll be honest with Billy,"

"Good," He took my hand, leading me towards the door. My knees shook, but I knew it wasn't due to the we entered, Billy was sitting at the kitchen table. His eyes got slightly wider when he saw me.

"Bella..." He gave me a slightly wary look and turned his wheel chair to come greet us at the door. "Are you okay?"

"Um..."

Jacob squeezed my hand, "She was bit Dad,"

"What has got-" he stopped speaking english for a while. I assumed he was speaking Quileute. He threw his novel at Jacob at one point. Jacob growled and said something in their language that made Billy stop dead in his tracks.

"Bella, tell Billy what happened after Victoria bit you," Jacob led me to a chair, and pulled another up beside mine. My heart fluttered at the closeness but I scolded myself, Edward still held a piece of my heart. It isn't fair to either of them

"Go on Bells,"

I quickly spouted the story about the numb feeling and how everyone's eyes glowed slightly brown. I studied Billy's eyes and found that there was no glow to his eyes. "Except yours. Your eyes don't glow," I concluded.

"Remarkable," Billy smiled broadly. "I'm going to call your dad. He knows exactly what you are," Billy moved away from the table.

"What exactly am I, Billy?"

He ignored me and went on to call Charlie, "Bella nearly died today, Charlie. Do you remember what that means?"

"I'll be there as fast as I can," Charlie's voice was easy to decipher even from the distance. The fact made me slightly wary.

Billy ended the call without saying goodbye and wheeled his chair over so that he sat directly across from me. "How do you feel?"

"Fine," I smiled. "Better than I have in a long time,"

"Good. You'll need that energy when Charlie gets here," Billy threw his head back and laughed. "I might be accepting of your choices, but Charlie is very one sided,"

"You never told him?" Jacob asked. I felt panic roar to life in my chest. Billy couldn't have told Charlie about my... friends. I knew that Billy knew everything so, about three weeks ago, I made it a point to ask him to try and keep these things from Charlie. I hoped he hadn't betrayed me.

"No. Bella came to me a few weeks ago and made sure I kept him out of the loop," Billy winked at me. "Don't worry Isabella, I try to keep my promises if I can,"

"So Charlie knows nothing?" Jacob asked.

"No, but he has to know now," Billy gave me a soft smile. "He'll understand, Bells,"

I just hummed in my throat and dropped my head to the cool surface of the table. I was rapidly building a headache and I knew it was due to the stress of the day. "Are you going to tell me what I am? What I can supposedly do?" I lifted my head to look at Billy.

"Charlie's job," He replied in a offhanded voice and grinned mischievously.

I led my head fall back down. Jacob's warm hand rubbed slow circles on my back and the pain of my developing headache slowly ebbed away. I heard Billy roll himself from the room and I looked up at Jacob.

His eyes kept up that slight glow and I really wished it would stop. I loved Jacob's dark brown eyes, but with the glow I couldn't see them. As if that was all it took, the glow flipped off like a light switch. I tilted my head. "Don't think I'm weird or anything," I said slowly as I turned to bring my face closer to his. I thought 'on' and the glow flicked back on just as brightly as before.

I laughed, "That's insane,"

"What are you doing, Bells?" Jacob's eyes were soft and kind as he stared directly back into my eyes.

"I can make the glow stop," I whispered. That even gaze he was giving me was intense and I was almost scared to return it. I blushed crimson and looked at my feet.

"What do you mean?" Jacob lifted my chin with his warm hand.

"I don't think I'm turning it off," I mused, looking back into his eyes focusing on the color rather than his intent gaze. "I think I'm just making the glow cease to appear," I smiled lightly when I thought 'reveal' and the glow returned. I thought 'conceal' and the glow ebbed away. "I wonder if it's just the pack," I muttered.

"Do Billy's eyes glow?" Jacob lifted my hand and studied the skin on my wrist.

"No," He pressed his cheek to the skin where my bite mark used to shine brightly.

"I think you're warmer," Jacob whispered.

"No, I'm frozen," I muttered. It was true. Even in the heat of their home, my damp clothes hugged my skin and goose bumps rose on my skin.

"I'm sorry, Bells," Jacob was on his feet and at the phone in a heartbeat. "I'm going to get Emily to bring you clothes,"

It took less than five minutes for Emily to show up with a handful of clothes. Sam stood in front of her protectively and I felt a glare begin to mar my face. I wouldn't hurt Emily! I probably couldn't if I tried!

"Sam," She scolded, "She is still Bella. She won't hurt me," Without waiting for a response, she moved over and took my hand in hers. Her eyes glowed a slight tan color behind her eyes and I gasped. "What Bella?"

"I'm just going insane," I muttered.

"No, you're not!" She snapped, "My people, the Makah, tell stories of a group of travelers that were praised for their ability to identify supernatural beings by merely looking into their eyes,"

"Then why do your eyes glow?" I wondered. She shrugged at me before dragging me across the house into the bathroom.

She smiled lightly at me before taking my hands in hers, "You are special, Bella. Immortale even! You are immune to vampire venom and will soon learn to protect yourself in ways you never thought possible," She was speaking in less than a whisper, but I found myself easily listening to her words. "Sam doesn't see it, but I do. Jacob does as well and most of the pack is angry with Sam because of his views. I want you to know that Sam might not appreciate your gift, but I do," Emily kissed my cheek and smiled. "Jacob is lucky. He imprinted now because what you went through was a changing experience. Jake will take care of you, I know it," With that, she began to pull the clothes from her bag and place them on the counter. "I know this is weird, but I want to see something," She handed me a shirt, "Take off your shirt,"

I grimaced but did as she said, "What are you looking for?"

"It was said in the stories that your kind were identified by a birthmark in the small of their back," She grinned up at my face. I quickly rid myself of my shirt and turned so that she could see my back, "I was always jealous of the girls with dimples in their back," She muttered, "But, there it is!" she shouted triumphantly.

I turned my back so that I could look at in in the mirror, sure enough there was a star shaped birthmark on my back that I never knew I had. I giggled lightly, "If my mother saw this she'd think I got a tattoo!"

Emily just chuckled, "I brought you everything that you could need, just put your clothes in the bag, they're ruined anyways. What with the blood, salt water, and mud," She grimaced.

I gave her a long look, searching for a reason her eyes would be glowing, "You're tied to Sam," I said triumphantly.

"So...?"

"The glow in your eye isn't exactly the same as the guys. But it's almost the same," I grinned triumphantly.

"You're quick," She opened the door and slipped out of the room.

I changed quickly into the black leggings, warm sweater, and fur lined boots she packed. I was grateful that she thought to bring a brush and ponytail holder. I pulled my hair up into a messy bun and looked at myself in the mirror. I had to admit, whatever happened to me, suited me well. I stopped moving when I looked into my eyes. They glowed just like everyone else's. But, two things caught my attention. One; the color. My eyes were framed by a purple tint. Two; my actual eyes had changed colors. Instead of the chocolate brown they were bright lavender.

I placed everything into the bag that Emily left and left it in the bathroom. I found myself in the kitchen faster than I thought possible. "Why didn't anyone tell me about my eyes?" I growled.