Chapter Four- Finding me Out

Song: Finding me Out – Friday Night Boys

"Are you going to the meeting tonight?" Carlie asked Jacob as she walked around Jacob's dream house. It was actually his house…just in his dream. She touched a baby picture of Jacob and smiled. "Who is going to be there?"

Jacob was sitting down on the couch, his head laid back. He had his eyes closed when he answered her. "I have to go," He was used to Carlie occurring in his dreams. She wouldn't answer any of the questions he had nor would she explain how she was in his dreams. She would give the same excuse that she was his conscience. Jacob knew better. "Are you going?"

Carlie sent him a charming smile. Her fangs shining as she made her way over to him. She climbed onto his lap, straddling his waist, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I'm going wherever you are." Jacob opened one eye to take a peek at her. "What?"

He shifted so that she was sitting next to him. A look of confusion crossed her face. Jacob turned his body so he was facing her. He had a serious look on his face as he stared at her. He had to admit that her facial expression was cute but he couldn't be distracted. "Tell me the truth," He told her. "I need to know the truth,"

"Jacob—"

Jacob held up his hand to cut her off. "You're not my conscience." He stated through stiff lips. "I don't think I have a conscience. I have thoughts. No person inside my head telling me what to do," She opened her mouth again but he shook his head. "Tell me what the hell is going on,"

Carlie was on her feet in a blink of an eye. She held the same expression Jacob held. "I don't know what you are talking about. I only know as much as you know,"

Jacob stood up too, but his was a slower move. "What do I know?" He was trying to control his temper. He didn't want to get mad at her. Was there a reason why he was getting angry with her? "All you do is repeat yourself! All the fucking time!"

She bit her lip. "What do you want to know?" She whispered. She looked up at him with watery eyes. "Ask me anything,"

"Am I really dreaming about you?" He asked her.

"I don't know," She answered him.

"Y-you don't know?" He repeated with disbelief. "You told me to ask you anything and you answer with that bullshit?"

Carlie growled and was standing in front of Jacob before he could say anymore. Her eyes held anger and…fear? Why was she scared? Her fangs were putting a dent in her lower lip. Jacob wanted to do nothing but smooth it out. "Stop being a little bitch and tell me how you really feel?" She pushed him so hard that he flew through the wall that led to the kitchen. She walked through the hole in the wall and frowned. "You care about me don't you?" Jacob could only stare. "Then why won't you do anything about it!"

"I—"

"Fuck you Jacob Black," She screamed at him. She growled louder and turned around to punch a hole in the wall. "You keep thinking that they won't accept you." She looked at him again. "You are the alpha. Make them listen and understand. You make the orders."

"Carlie—" He tried again but was cut off by a growl.

She was straddling his waist again. Her lips were at his ear, gently nibbling on it. Jacob couldn't move because she had his arms pinned to his sides. Her hair smelled like vanilla and her skin was cold. Her cold cheek lay against his hot cheek and it was creating friction between the two. Jacob could feel her cold breath on his neck and it sent a shiver down his spine. He had to admit. He was scared. He didn't know what to do. He just laid there paralyzed as Carlie took out her anger on him. Maybe she was right. Maybe she was just his conscience. She did get angry when he got angry.

Jacob woke up from his dream, sweating and breathing hard. He looked around at his surroundings, forgetting where he was for a moment. He sat up in his bed, swinging his long legs over the edge before getting up. He stretched his muscles, making his way to his bathroom. He stood in the mirror for a moment. His eye was burning. He leaned closer, over the sink, to get a closer look. The green in his eye was getting dull. Well…to him it was. He sighed and reached into the sinks drawer, pulling out a box of contacts. Bella was on his side. Well…she was sort of.

She was only on his side to a certain extent. That's what irritated Jacob the most. His own best friend was on his imprints side. Imprint. He couldn't get that word out of his head. He didn't like that word anymore. At least he thinks he doesn't. Was this way of karma getting back at him? He wanted an imprint so bad. He complained constantly that he didn't have an imprint to care about. Karma paired him up with a vampire just to test him. He was being tested. Or maybe…Bella was right. This was a sign. He and Carlie are the only ones that could possibly stop the war between vampires and werewolves. But he just couldn't get the disgrace out of his head. He was going to be with a monster for the rest of his life. He couldn't get his father's disapproval out of his thoughts.

"Hey, Dad, can I talk to you for a second." His voice was shaky and his heart was beating faster than usual. His father wasn't looking at him. He was leaning over the living room coffee table, shuffling through some papers.

"What is it Jacob?" He still didn't turn around. "I am really busy right now," He turned around in his chair to stare at his son. Jacob quickly fixed his expression. His dad looked so tired. "I have to prepare for the meeting tonight. Everyone is suppose to be there."

"Right," Jacob sighed. He tried. He turned around on his heels and started making his way to the front door. He tried to tell his father. No, actually, he didn't know what he was going to say to him. Maybe if he father answered him a little bit differently he would have spilled his guts.

Jacob's thoughts traveled back to Carlie as he walked to town. He had watch duty today, with Paul and the rest of the gang. Hopefully Seth would be there so he could tell him about his dream. Seth was like the Reservations personal Dr. Phil. But thinking about Seth wasn't helping keeping his thoughts off of Carlie. She was the center of everything. He wondered what she was doing right now. She could be with her boyfriend for all he knew. They could be lying in bed together…do lord only knows what.

Why should he care?

"Hello Mister Black," An elderly woman approached him with her hand out waiting for a shake. Jacob smiled and shook her hand back. She gestured towards a blonde girl standing, shyly, beside her. She was looking down. Jacob raised an eyebrow at the old woman. "This is my daughter, Elizabeth."

"Hello," Jacob said as politely as he could. He knew what this lady was doing. She was trying to force her daughter on him. Just to see if that was his imprint. He really wishes he could tell people he imprinted already. "How are you two ladies doing?"

"We are doing just fine," She was clearly disappointed. But she stayed her ground. She placed her hand on Jacob's forearm. Her hand was wrinkly and it made him wonder when she had her daughter. She looked so old. "Is the meeting tonight an opened meeting?"

Jacob shrugged his shoulders, slyly removing the ladies hand without being rude. "I really don't know. I will find out if you want me too," He moved to the side and started walking away. He turned around and started walking backwards. "I'll go ask someone,"

Jacob walked, quickly, away from the humans without being obvious. This 'find my imprint' has been going on for some time. Ever since he became Alpha actually. They actually gave up after a while. Besides, it was a small town. Jacob was thinking all of this as he walked the streets of Forks. He remembers when everything was normal. No one knew about vampires or werewolves. Everyone actually lived in peace and laughed. There was no fear or controversy. When the vampires 'came out the coffin', Jacob knew they wouldn't leave without a fight. They were going to stand their ground. They actually had the nerve to claim that they were there first. They were probably right.

Jacob killed hundreds of vampires. This made his stomach twist. He probably killed Carlie's friends….family. Stop it, he thought to himself. He needed to stop thinking about Carlie if he was going to get through the day. He shook his head really fast, trying to clear his thoughts. He felt as if everything was louder. He could the cars on the highway nearby. He could hear people's conversations as they walked passed him. He could hear….fighting?

Jacob took off running down the street. He must have looked like a blur because the people he passed by didn't notice anything. Some of them did. The people that did notice him take off running were now following him. He could bet his pants that someone had taken out a cellphone to video tape whatever was happening. As he ran through the streets more people started following him. These people want a death wish, Jacob thought to himself. He took a deep breath to concentrate. He could hear yelling and some threats. And a loud growl. The ground shifted and Jacob knew that someone had shifted. The only person who could shift that fast, other than him and Sam, was Paul. Paul still had a semi-quick temper. Jacob's pace quickened.

When he rounded the corner he stopped dead in his tracks. His eyes were wide. He could see Paul—who had shifted, Seth, Embry, Jared and Sam. They were all surrounding Paul. Paul was a silver color. His head was down and his lips were pulled back, revealing sharp teeth. He was growling really loud. Jacob walked, closer, pushing through the crowd to see three vampires on the other side. There were two vampires that Jacob has never seen before. One of them was huge. He was bigger than an average werewolf in its human form. He had curly brown and dark brown eyes. He was standing in front a beautiful blonde. Even Jacob had to admit she looked beautiful. Carlie is more gorgeous. Jacob shook his head.

He walked up to stand next to Sam. Behind the blonde girl was another vampire male. He had silvery blonde hair and he was half the size of the dark haired one. He looked ready to fight as he hid a woman behind his back. He was crouched down with his teeth bared. Jacob couldn't see the lady because the blonde male was hiding her, very well, behind his back. All he could see was a pale blonde hair. Not even close to the golden mass on top of the gorgeous blondes head.

"What the hell is going on?" Jacob asked his pack members. He noticed Seth trying to get the humans away from the conflict. He looked over at the big burly man. "Your name?" He shouted at him.

The man didn't look phased. He actually smiled, showing his dimples. He didn't have his fangs out. "Emmett McCarty," He nodded to each and every werewolf, his eyes skipping over Paul. "We were just going to get something to eat," He explained. Then his expression changed. "Is that against the law now?"

Jacob was taken aback by his tone. "N-no," He told him honestly, "I don't see the conflict here," Jacob turned to Sam with a question mark, clearly, written on his face.

"These bloodsuckers was about to attack a poor innocent," Sam growled in the direction of the vampires. Jacob actually winced at the word 'bloodsuckers'. He realized that he hasn't said that word in forever. It used to be is favorite word. "You all should be executed."

"Excuse me?" The golden-blonde woman stepped from around Emmett. "Rosalie Hale," She whispered in Jacob's direction but kept her eyes on Sam. "We have done nothing." She hissed in his direction, her voice started to get louder. "Is it against the law to go shopping and then get harassed by humans because of what we are?"

"Look, Rosalie," Jacob tried to reason with them. He didn't know what was wrong with him. Paul growled in his direction. In another situation Jacob would have been right alongside Paul. In his wolf form, ready to fight. For some reason he doesn't see vampires as a threat that much. Carlie, "Why didn't you just walk away?"

"Because of that," She pointed her finger on the other side of the street. There were protesters standing there, looking scared, with picket fences and posters in their hands. The posters all said different things but the things that were on the posters would make anyone go crazy. "It's okay for them to bash us but not for us to stand up for ourselves?"

"You, leeches, don't deserve anything," Embry shouted at them and some people from the crowd shouted in agreement. But they were cut off by Jacob growling.

"Everyone go home, now," He ordered them. They all looked stunned and, slowly, turned away. He turned to Paul. "Go behind a building and shift back, now," Jacob didn't like ordering around his members but this was a good time to use the Alpha's orders. He turned to Sam. "You want peace? Then why won't we enforce it?"

"Jacob—"

"I don't fucking care about how they kill people," He shouted at Sam. His hands started shaking. "What if it was us that was getting bashed?" He asked him. "What if it was us that was getting hate?"

"What the hell is your problem Jacob?" Paul rushed over to him. Seth stood off to the side, silently watching. Emmett, Rosalie and the two other vampires were watching with curious eyes. "Are you sticking up for them now?"

"I'm not sticking up for anybody," He closed his eyes for a second, trying to calm himself down. "We argue about peace…well then we need to enforce it!" He gestured all around him, forcefully. "We are not helping anything by shifting and growling ready to attack any vampire that comes out of line!"

"They were—"

"I don't fucking care, Paul!" Jacob pushed him back. Paul couldn't catch his balance so he ended up falling to the ground. "Fix the problem you caused."

Jacob watched as Paul slowly walked over to the protestor's to defuse the situation, he knew Paul was going to have to do something he didn't like.

"Excuse me everybody", Jacob heard Paul say.

The protestors stopped their shouting and turned to look at Paul. The leader, a very tall dark haired man turned to Paul and very abruptly asked, "What?"

Paul ignored his tone and took a deep breath. He turned around to see everyone staring at him. Including Jacob, who was staring at him the hardest. "I'm going to have to ask you to take your protests somewhere else,"

"Why? We're not doing anything wrong. Those vampires are horrible creatures." The man said loud enough for everyone to hear him. Jacob's hands continued to shake as he watched the scene before him. "You guys are suppose to protect us and yet we get in trouble for harming a…a...leech."

"I'm sorry sir, but the vampires you saw were doing nothing wrong. They were simply in town shopping and getting some food." Paul said as calmly as he could. Him saying the word 'vampires' was like putting acid in his mouth and Jacob could see Paul slowly losing his control.

"Not true! They were going to kill an innocent human!"

"Sir, do you have proof of that? It did not look like that to me."

"Well…well….no…no I don't."

Admitting defeat the group of posters took their signs and went home. Jacob saw Paul turn around his eyes darting around looking him. Jacob took that moment to leave. He hopped that Paul didn't see him duck around the corner. He couldn't deal with his pack members at the moment. He just needed to get away.

As Jacob stalked down the street, he did not pay attention to where he was going. He was furious, with himself and Paul and the rest of the pack. They were supposed to promote peace not start fights. And why did he care? That was the main question. Was it because of the dreams that involved Carlie—he just didn't know. As Jacob walked down the street some of his anger was slowly dissipating. When he had finally calmed down, he saw that he was at the towns' park. He sat down on one of the benches and put his head in his hands. There was so much going on and he was slowly reaching his breaking point.

He knew one day he was going to snap. He was going to snap at the wrong person and all hell would break loose. He roughly grabbed his hair and started to pull, hoping the dull pain would take some of his heavy pain away. He started rubbing his eye because the contacts were bugging the crap out of him. He wanted to take them out…but then everyone would figure out his secret. All he wants is peace. Maybe Bella is right. Maybe if he could accept the imprint it could bring the world to its peaceful state. The vampires and werewolves will finally come to a peace because of him and Carlie. There would be no argument. There would be no war. He was the alpha. He set the rules. He laid down the law. He told his pack members what to do and when to do it.

"You gave us a scare back there Jake," Jacob came back into reality when he heard Seth's voice. He looked up to see Seth standing in front of him, his hands inside his pocket. Jacob could only sigh and sink down on the bench. "Only I understand though. I've really been trying my hardest to hide your secret. I changed today…Leah—"

"Seth," Jacob cut him off. His voice sounded tired. Seth sat down beside him with a frown on his face. "I'm going to have to tell them," Seth opened his mouth but Jacob continued talking. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I've been having these dreams…"

"What dreams?" Seth leaned forward, trying to take a peak around Jacob's big arms. He was covering his face.

"I'm going to tell you," His eyes glanced up once but then his eyes shifted back down towards the ground. "Carlie is in my dreams. All of them. She says that she is my conscience but my mind is telling me to know better than that."

"So what if you're having dreams about your imprint," Seth ran his hand through his dark hair. "It doesn't really matter. I'm sure every wolf has dreams about their imprints. It seems real…but sometimes it doesn't seem real. Okay?"

"What?" Jacob looked up confused. His eye brows pulled together. He could only chuckle but he was still confused. "I—"

Everything seemed to shift. Jacob's head whipped up and started to look around. Seth's voice seemed like it was distant and Jacob was walking in a long tunnel. He looked to his far left to see what caused his heart to skip a beat. There she stood. Carlie. His imprint. His soon-to-be love of his life. That's only if he accepts it though. He doesn't know if he will though. She had on the same white dress she had on in the dream. But this one had a tiny little bow on her hip and it was outlined with blue. Her hair fell, carelessly, down her back and it was wavy…just like Jacob remembered. Her eyes sparkled in the dim sun and everything seemed to be going in slow motion. The dreams Jacob had of her were coming back and he could feel her skin under his fingertips. It was warm and sometimes it was cold. He remembers the freckles that scattered across her nose and how she sighed when Jacob touched her fangs.

He also remembers the tattoo she had. The peace sign. How she had promised that she would keep peace. He was now, suddenly, curious about that tattoo but thought it would be too soon for him to ask about it. He wondered if she knew. Did she feel the same pull he did when he first imprinted on her? Did she feel protective of him? Was he in every single thought as she was in his? Did she have dreams about him like he had dreams about her? Is her head spinning like his? Does she feel like she is running out of breath? Or does she just want to touch Jacob like he wants to touch her?

Jacob didn't realize he had gotten up and walked over to Carlie. He was now standing in front of her, his mouth wide open and staring. She was staring back at him. Her mouth was only partly open and her eyes stared directly into Jacobs. Out of the corner of Jacob's eye he saw her hand twitch. He watched as she raised her hand but ended up only running it through her hair. Jacob, suddenly, remembered what her hair felt like. It was smooth as silk and he could run his fingers through it all day long. His eyes traveled down from her eyes to her nose. The freckles were there, just as he remembered. But there seemed to be more. Her lips were luscious and pink and Jacob just wanted to run his fingers across it.

He felt as if he imprinted all over again. He didn't really get a good look at her the first time he saw her. He immediately panicked when he realized that she was a vampire. He didn't want to believe that she was. But…now he believed. Standing in front of her was bringing everything into reality. For a moment he didn't care if anyone accepted their relationship. He didn't care that the vampires and werewolves were at war and is suppose to hate each other. He didn't care that he was standing in public. He didn't care if anyone found out of his secret imprint. He just wanted her.

"Hi," Carlie finally breathed and Jacob's knees went weak for a second. Her voice was even more beautiful and musical in person. Jacob watched as she, nervously, put her hair behind her ear. "I-I saw what you did back there." She smiled. She didn't smile fully. She kept her fangs hidden. "Thank you,"

"Um, yeah, it was, uh, no problem," Jacob told her. He stuffed his hands inside his shorts pockets. He took a look around them, noticing that only a few people stopped to stare. But Jacob didn't want to stop talking to her. "Were they friends of yours?"

Carlie shrugged her shoulders. "Emmett is. Rosalie is a friend of my brother's fiancé." She wrinkled her nose at the word 'fiancé.

Jacob was curious. "Fiancé?" She nodded her head. "You don't like her or something?" He couldn't see anyone not liking Carlie. She was very likable even if he has been only talking to her for a few seconds.

"Hate is very strong word," She laughed, humorlessly. "I dislike her. I don't think she deserves my brother. I think…my brother is too good for her." She looked up at Jacob under her lashes.

Jacob sucked in a breath at her beauty. "My sister got married," He blurted before he could stop himself. She raised an eyebrow in question. "Uh, she, um, married Paul," He looked down at his shoes. Compared to her white flip flops, his shoes were not worthy. "The guy that lost his control back there?" She nodded. "Yeah…she is married to him. I was pretty pissed off when he imprinted on her,"

Carlie gasped. "You're a werewolf?" She asked, surprised.

Jacob rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, I'm the alpha actually."

She laughed and her laugh seemed to fill Jacob's heart. She slapped Jacob's arm, playfully. That one little touch tingled and burned so bad both he and Carlie took a large step back from each other. Jacob, immediately, looked around for Seth to see that he was nowhere to be found. He took a deep breath and turned back to face Carlie. She was looking down at her hand with a curious gaze. Jacob just continued to stare at her. When she finally looked up there was that spark again. It felt like he was imprinting…again. But it seemed a little bit more permanent this time.

"I-I knew you were a werewolf," Carlie finally spoke after some silence. She was still looking at her hand. "I-it was just a j-joke," She stammered over her words. Jacob watched as she shook her head. She finally spoke again. "Carlie Mason,"

He was surprised that she stuck out her hand again. It was the same hand, too. Jacob took it without hesitation. When their hands clasped together there was even a bigger spark. A huge electric shock went throughout his entire body. It didn't stop until it was at the crown of his head and the tip of his toes. He felt a tiny little tingle in his eye and from the look on Carlie's face he knew what she was seeing. She was seeing her eye color in his eyes. He wondered if she accepted it. Would she accept it? But…she has a boyfriend. She wouldn't leave him immediately. Jacob had the sudden urge to go talk to Bella but he didn't want to leave Carlie.

Jacob realized that they were still holding hands. He brought his hand back down to his side. Carlie's move was much slower. "Jacob Black,"

"The alpha," She smiled up at him. She was probably about two feet shorter than him but Jacob didn't mind. He always had a thing for short girls.

He wondered what it would feel like for her to stand on the tip of her toes and bring her lips to his. Her lips were probably soft. Her breath was probably cold. Jacob shook his head, mentally. He couldn't be thinking about these things. He just started to accept things.

"Yes ma'am, that's me." He smiled, proudly. "Mason, eh? As in…Edward Mason's little sister?"

Carlie scowled playfully. Jacob notice her hand twitch and he smiled. She wanted to touch him again. "What if I am his big sister?" Jacob could only smile wider. "Yes. Edward is my big brother," Jacob nodded, the smile on his face not disappearing. "Jacob Black…w-would you like to take a walk with me?"

Jacob stared. He stared for a long time. He didn't know what to say. His mouth went dry and his words were stuck in his throat. He felt his brain turn to mush and everything seemed to dim around him. The only person at focus was Carlie. She was standing there waiting patiently for an answer. He could only nod and follow her. Mostly everyone had gone home now. Only old couples stayed at the park. They didn't pay attention to the beautiful vampire and huge werewolf walking past them. They were too engrossed with each other. Jacob tried to picture him and Carlie as an old couple…but realized that they will never grow old. Jacob couldn't stop phasing. He had to protect. Carlie was forever—whatever age she was—and she would never grow old and have children. Jacob wondered if that has taken a toll on her life.

She led him through the park in silence. She seemed deep in thought. She was biting on her lower lip really hard. Jacob was almost afraid that she was going to make it bleed. He remembers when Bella bit down on her lip and it started to bleed. She actually fainted and Jacob had to drive her to the hospital. Dr. Carlisle Cullen was the one who treated her. He was so nice and caring you wouldn't think that he was a vampire. Besides, he worked in a hospital where there was blood. His scent didn't even come off that sweet or strong. His scent was actually mixed up with a bunch of the human's scents. It was a shame that he was fired when they found out he was a vampire. The hospital spiraled downhill and they finally took him back, but with caution. They took another doctor, too. Jacob forgot his name. But he seemed just as important as Carlisle was.

Jacob didn't realize that they had stopped walking. They were, literally, standing in the middle of nowhere. There were a couple of small street lights but it didn't help brighten up the darkness that had fallen. She was just standing there. Her hands were behind her back. Her eyes were focused on Jacob's. They were standing a few feet from each other. The wind was blowing gently making Carlie's hair blow off to the side.

"I think I should say this now," Jacob stated. He had to get it out now. He had to tell her. "Carlie…I know we just met and all, but you know how wolves imprint on people?" He looked down. He didn't want to see her expression. He didn't want to see the anger on her face. "Yeah, well…today wasn't the first time I saw you. I kind of already knew your name," He kicked some dirt under his shoes. "You know Isabella Swan? Yeah…well…I was kind of following her and then I saw you. I didn't have time to stand there and—"

"Jacob,"

"—I didn't know what else to do when I saw that you were a vampire. You kind of destroyed my contacts," He looked up for a brief second before looking down again. "I could only run. No one knows. No one knows except for Bella and Seth. Bella thinks that—"

"I really wish you would shut up," Carlie rolled her eyes.

"—it's a good idea and all but I don't think so. I don't want to see you get hurt or anything. Bella also told me that you have a boyfriend." He finally looked up. "I-I have a girlfriend too," He lied. "So it wouldn't be fair to them if we suddenly started…you know."

Carlie waited a second, her arms crossed over her chest. "Are you done?" She waited until Jacob nodded his head and then she continued. "I'm not stupid. I knew you were standing there. I smelt you." Jacob opened his mouth to say something but Carlie's growl cut him off. "I'm going to believe that you have a girlfriend, okay?" Jacob tried again but Carlie stomped her foot cutting him off. "But…you're in luck. Brian and I broke up because he found his singer."

"Carlie I—"

"Fate has its toll on people. He and I still talk but I don't know who is singer is," She shook his head. "At first…I wanted to kill her. But then," She took a couple steps closer to Jacob. "You came into my thoughts. I have no idea where you came from but you were there. I was still…jealous of this…human, taking Brian away from me, but you can't judge a book by its cover."

"So…no boyfriend?" Jacob couldn't help but ask. He was jumping around inside but also felt sorry for Carlie. He had mixed feelings and thoughts. He, actually, didn't know what to do.

Carlie shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know," She kept her eyes on Jacob. "What if I don't accept the imprinting? What will happen to us?"

Jacob wanted to pretend he didn't hear that. But she was waiting on an answer. "I don't know. I've never seen anyone who has rejected the imprint. I guess there is a first time for everything,"

Surprise flickered across her face. "I guess. I could feel that you already accepted it. The way you were looking at me was making me feel all fuzzy," She shook her head. "But…Brian is still there Jacob," She looked down. "I still love him. I don't see how you can imprint on me if I love someone else."

Jacob sighed. "Imprinting isn't all about love. I can be whatever you want me to be. I can be a friend, brother, best friend or…lover." He tried to search her eyes. He tried to look for rejection but didn't find anything. "It doesn't have to start right away," He assured her. "It takes time for it to develop. This is just the beginning." He recalled some of the other wolves' imprints. "It just doesn't go directly into loving each other—"

"You're babbling again." She told him. She stepped a little closer. Now they were a few inches apart. Jacob could feel the coldness radiating off of her and she could feel the heat. "Friends?" Jacob nodded. "I can't hide this, you know."

"Why not?" He asked. He didn't want to hide it either. Maybe telling his dad would smooth things out. He had to tell someone else. But who? His sister? No. She talked too much for her own good.

"My brother reads minds," Jacob frowned as Carlie laughed at his expression. "His friend, Jasper, also has something. My friend, Alice, has a gift too. They will figure out something." Jacob couldn't move his head. He wanted to nod but couldn't. "We can only hide for a while,"

"How about…we only tell people once things get…more serious," Jacob suggested. "They don't have to know now since nothing is…out of the ordinary with us."

"How will we act in public?" She whispered.

"We're friends," He nodded his head, trying to reassure himself. "I only want peace. So, me interacting with a…vampire shouldn't raise anything." She nodded. Jacob sighed and looked around. They were still in the middle of nowhere. "Why did you bring me here?"

"This is where I died," Carlie spoke. Jacob looked at her alarmed. His eyes went back to its normal size when she started laughing. "I'm just kidding." She continued to laugh for a moment. "This is where I come and think."

There was a silent moment between them as they stared at each other. Jacob felt…better. He talked to her. Figured things out. He had a clear head now. All he had to worry about was the meeting tomorrow. He had a bad feeling about it.

"Hello Edward," Carlie answered her phone without breaking eye contact with Jacob. Jacob listened to their conversation. He couldn't help himself.

"Where are you?" Edward's voice was nothing like Carlie's. Jacob also didn't even know what Edward looked like. Carlie probably looked like him. As much as Edward is in the newspaper, Jacob still didn't know. Humans and their stupid superstitions. "The party started, like, an hour ago. Please tell me you're okay."

"I'm fine. Just hanging out with a friend," She told him. She was actually reassuring him. She still didn't remove eye contact with Jacob.

"Who is that? All of your friends are here," Jacob could practically see Edward frowning on the other side of the phone. "I know you're upset about Brian…but having a singer is very difficult."

"Like you would know," Carlie mumbled. She looked down, sniffed and looked back up. "I'm coming home, bye." She hung up the phone and turned around so that she wasn't facing Jacob anymore. When she turned back around she had a smile plastered on her face. "Want to come to a party?"

Jacob already knew the answer to that. He shook his head. "No. I'm good. We always have mini meetings to see what we are going to discuss at the big meetings," He told her.

Carlie nodded in understanding. "I'll be there. I heard that you guys are suppose to question all the vampires." She rolled her eyes. "You guys are already doing enough, what more do you want?"

Jacob, honestly, didn't know the answer to that. He stayed silent. He used to know what he wanted. He wanted all the vampires in the world gone. He wished that the vampires never came out of the 'coffin' or anything like that. But right now? At this moment? He didn't know.

"Well, I got to go," She waved her cellphone in the air. "Just follow the towns scent and you will be back," She stood on the tip of her toes and kissed Jacob's cheek. She lingered there for a moment before pulling away. She didn't look Jacob in the eyes as she took off running, looking like a ghost.

Jacob stared after her. She literally left dust in her tracks.

He looked up at the sky, which held millions of stars. It was really beautiful out here. He sighed. "I am so fucked,"

Authors Note: Did you guys like it? Well…I would just like to take the time to thank my beta/best friend/ all-mighty, Ali! :D Thank you Ali for everything. For helping me with this chapter when I got stuck. You guys should know that she wrote half of this chapter. She is rreeeaalllyyy good. So, everyone should give clap their hands for Ali. Ha-ha, hope everyone liked this chapter. REVIEW :D oh and thank you to the reviewers and alerters!