Ok, so I realized for my story to work, I need to change some things, so this is after B.D say 3 years, Jacob is 18, Nessie (somehow) is 3 but looks 16, and my OC has just turned 17. And I will explain what she is, soon, maybe in this chapter, and hopefully everything will make sense.

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But the day pressed on like crushing weights
For no man does it ever wait
Like memories of dying days
That deafen us like hurricanes
Bathed in flames we held the brand
Uncurled the fingers in your hand
Pressed into the flesh like sand
Now do you understand

-Rise against, savior.

Nightmares. They're horrible when you dream about something unknown, something that's a figment of your imagination, but they're even worse when you dream about something that has happened. Something that happened, but you can't get rid of, and it will haunt you literally until the day you die.

So that's why when I woke up the next morning, a feeling of surprise took over me; it was the first time in months that I had slept without having the same nightmare that would never leave my mind. It was the first time that I didn't wake up covered in sweat, shaking with fear; it was the first time that I felt safe.

And it was all because of a certain russet wolf that was outside my window.

Last night I woke up when my parents got back at around 11pm and looked outside my conservatory to find the wolf sleeping outside, I was pretty sure that if he phased back. Bam! I would have the guy from the night before, the guy…who ran away from me leaving me alone.

I stretched and looked out my huge glass conservatory, there was no-one there, oddly it was like part of me went missing too.

I shook of the feeling; I couldn't be relying on anyone, especially a guy who I knew nothing about. After a long hot shower that relaxed my tense muscles, I walked out of the bathroom dressed in black skinny jeans; a grey guns 'n' roses top and converse. With headphones securely in my ears I walked downstairs and into the kitchen. I grabbed a coffee and a slice of toast and muttered good morning to the 'people' around me. Not that they were so much people but more aliens from outer space that I was forced to call my family.

You can see the love, right?

Looking up from my toast, I realized that there were more people than usual at our table, there was Sam, (who smiled tentatively at me) Emily, cute little Carter (there was no way him and Sam were related) and a bunch of shirtless guys, talking and laughing with Zack, an old guy and a middle age woman with a younger version of her sitting right next to her, my dad had already left for work, but my mum was adding to the already growing food pile on the table, as she placed fresh pancakes on a plate they were quickly devoured by hungry wolves. I took this all in with a slight sense of disgust and put my toast down; they were making me really nauseous. I focused on coffee, nothing; nothing in this weird world could put me off coffee.

I looked up again, this time to find one of the boys looking at me with a curious expression, he grinned when he saw me looking, I raised an eyebrow at him and he waved back. This made me smile; the boy wasn't scared shitless of me, that or no-one had told him what I could do yet.

I'd take the latter.

He walked over and sat in an empty chair by me, the rest of them were watching someone try a swallow an entire glass of orange juice in one go.

"Hey," he said smiling easily at me.

"Hi?" I replied.

"I'm Paul; I'm the smart, funny, extremely good looking, cute, hot, fastest one out of these idiots. It's one of the ways you'll be able to tell us apart." He grinned at me.

"Well that helps; because I thought you guys all looked like the monkey's evolution forgot." The words just came out.

He looked at me; studying me before he burst out laughing, causing the entire table to look at us, "I like you kid."

"Really? Good, now I can finally die happy." I was pissed off because he called me kid, but in all fairness he looked about twenty-seven. He laughed again, and slung an arm around me, I froze.

"Me and you are going to be good friend's kiddo."

I looked at him, "First, my name's Ruby. Second , if we are going to be friends" there was some difficulty getting out that word "you are going to have to go on Google and find out what personal space is and then put it into practice." The table, laughed that someone like me could make jokes.

He smiled and tightened his arm around my shoulder.

"Paul, are you alone?" I asked seriously.

"No," he replied sighing, "I have a wife, Rachel, she's absolutely amazing."

"Poor woman," I muttered.

"Thank you," came a female voice from the doorway of the kitchen, "someone who understands what a pain in the ass this asshole is." She walked in followed by a man in a wheelchair being pushed by….guy from the beach.

"We understand Rachel, we just can't be arsed to put ourselves in your place." One of the boys said, grinning.

Jesus, did these people ever stop smiling? I looked at the huge man pushing the wheelchair, he caught my eye and then began scowling, or trying to scowl anyway. He looked like he was having trouble with it.

I looked out the window and mentally sighed.

This guy been giving you trouble sis? My brothers 'voice' penetrated my mind. Twin telepathy, who would have thought?

I mentally snorted, we've only been in America for a day, and already you sound so American, and no, he's not been giving me trouble.

Well what then?

I let my mind run over what had happened yesterday at the beach, but kept what I thought about the subject to myself.

Mother-fucker.

"Zack, yo bro, anyone up there?" one the boys asked.

"Yeah, I'm just thinking that's all."

"Don't hurt yourself."

Zack shoved the guy, "Can it Jared."

The guys name was Jared? I looked at Zack with my eyebrows raised.

"Yeah, and that's Quil and Embry." he snorted.

I laughed softly, what where their parents on when they named their kids?

"Crack probably; I heard some guy from the Makah reservation was dealing." He replied smirking. The entire table watched our exchange, they all looked confused, and it was quite funny actually.

"What the hell are you guys talking about?" Paul looked dumbstruck.

I pinched his cheeks, "That's for us to know and for you to find out."

Rachel laughed.

"Shouldn't we be getting on with the council meeting?" the guy from the beach asked, he looked pissed.

"Patience Jacob," the man in the wheelchair said, he was now my favorite person, I had a name to match mystery guys face and he had an awesome hat. He smiled at me and out stretched his hand, "I'm Billy Black these are my kids Jacob and Rachel." Paul coughed loudly. "And Paul." Billy added grudgingly. He stuck out his hand.

I smiled, "I'm Ruby."

He shook my hand and simply nodded. "Ok, let's begin."

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"We'll begin by welcoming the new members of the pack, Zack and Ruby I expect you to treat them with"-

"Wait hold on, she's part of the pack? But she's not a wolf," Quil asked.

"Yes," Billy continued, "you'll treat her with the same respect as you treat other pack members. Firstly, we need to get patrol sorted out; everyone will patrol as normal, but Ruby and Zack will patrol with Sam and Jacob on Friday. I also wanted to remind you that even though the Cullen's aren't a threat, their 'friends' that pass through may be, so keep an eye out for them."

Hunting vampires, great that's exactly how I want to spend my free time.

I know what you mean sis, but hey, someone's got to do it. Zack replied. We had got this talking telepathy thing down to pat. We could literally have an entire conversation in our minds without people noticing.

You ok? Zack asked.

Yeah I'm fine, just thinking about stuff.

What?

Just about Violet and Amy, you know I miss them, you have a bunch of new friends now, but what do I have here?

A stalker, He nodded at Jacob who was staring at me.

Ha ha, funny. I thought sarcastically.

You know, the way he looks at you it's like he's…

He hasn't, ok, I know what you're about to say, and he hasn't.

You never know, he might have, you deserve happiness too Ree.

I looked up just as Billy was turning to Jacob. "Jacob also has something to tell us."

"Me and Renesmee are together, officially." He said he looked at me.

You see Zack; there are some people in the world that just don't get happiness. I thought about Renesmee, and then there are other that get bucket full's of it.

Sam looked at Jacob like he was mad, "But I thought that you had imprinted."

"I've chosen Renesmee," was his short reply.

I glanced at the wolves at the table, they all looked at me with the same sympathetic expression that I just couldn't bear to see, so I did the only thing I could and that was plug in my headphones and look out the window.

The rain was pelting against it, the droplets dripped down before disappearing on the window pane. It was then that I realized something; this was the best that life got for me. The thought put a big lump in my throat.

Another chapter *sigh* please review and tell me what you think, it can be good or bad, as long as I get feedback.