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Chapter Four: Stench

I felt weird as I was walking to Rebecca's house. It was as if I was in a dream, everything felt fuzzy and unsure. The dream last night really got me thinking. I never really cared much about my life before I met Rebecca, but now it was bugging me. What had happened before Rebecca? Why did Bella Swan have anything to do with it? Why was this dreaming making me feel so confused? It was just a dream, why was I even caring?

I got halfway to Rebecca's house when I heard a howl in the distance. I turned and saw a large black wolf running towards me in the distance. By the time he was halfway towards me he had transferred into a tall, muscular man. It was Charles and he looked worried.

"Jacob, I'm glad I found you- Paul and I were patrolling the North side and we got a whiff of a vampire- only one though, but she's strong, Paul could tell, I still need a bit more training, but he didn't want to attack her when there were only two of us. She's headed east, where is Sam?" I was shocked but I sprung into action, though regretting I couldn't see Rebecca.

"He's at my house, we'll get him." I told Charles, our newest member. Charles and I both shifted to wolves and ran with all our might back to my house. When we were literally at my front door we shifted back and I opened the door and ran in. Dad and Sam were still sitting around the television, talking quietly.

"Sam, there's a blood sucker that's running east near the border, she was in La Push not five minutes ago." Charles greeted the two men. Sam jumped up into action.

"Good job Charles, I need you to round up the rest of the pack, at nightfall we'll go after them."

Ring

Ring

Ring

"Here Charles, in your pants pocket." Charles went to the counter and grabbed a pair of pants and answered his phone.

"Hey Philip." Charles greeted once he answered the phone. I had met Philip, Charles' brother once as far as I knew. It was when I was helping the two of them move into their house in La Push after they left the Camalen mansion…wait, what happened then? I strained my brain to remember, but I couldn't, so I stopped trying and listen to Charles conversation with his brother. "Wait- Wait slow down, tell me what happened….um huh…what? Oh god…Is she okay? Wait, you don't mean my Bea-…where are you?...I'm coming…" he hung up his phone and headed towards the door without another word.

"What happened?" Sam asked before I had the chance to.

"The vampire was at my home, Philip and Bella Swan were there, and they're not safe. We must go." Charles said urgently.

Bella Swan. That couldn't be a mere coincidence. I had just last night dreamt of her and today she comes up again and is in trouble by a vampire we are after.

"Yes, we must go to them. Charles you and Jacob go to your home. The rest of the pack and I will follow the woman's scent and track her down." Sam said. My Dad raised his eyebrow and looked at Sam peculiarly. I agreed and Charles and I left after getting dressed. We piled into my car and drove to Charles house, where I saw no sign of anything violent happening.

Charles bolted out even before I stopped the car and rushed to the front door, unlocking it and getting inside before I even put the car in park.

I got out of the car and walked into the house. I saw Philip talking rapidly to Charles in the foyer, but when I entered they stopped. I stopped walking as well. I smelt it, inside the house- one of them.

"He's Bella's friend, he's alright, I met him- he wouldn't try to hurt us." Philip said when he saw my face. I could barley breath with the disgusting stench that was the blood sucker.

"It's not him I smelt, it was a woman and she left." Charles told me. "Philip, please tell me what happened- exactly what happened." I didn't want to be in this house, I didn't know how Charles could stand it.

"She broke in and told me to call Bella and get her over here. I told her that I was calling the police and that I wasn't going to do what any old lady told me. I think she got mad about that the most because she…she…planted pictures in my mind…of horrible, horrible things happening to me- and I got scared, so I called Bella and she came over and she told us that she wasn't going to hurt any of us and all she wanted was a werewolf, then Bella told her she wasn't getting anything and she left. Bella called her vampire friend, Edward or Edwin- I forgot, and then someone was banging on the door and it was Beatrice and she looked horrible, she had a cut down her face and she looked weak and helpless, it was completely terrifying, then she fainted." Philip dug through his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper, he handed it to Charles, "She had this on her." Curiously, slightly forgetting the stench, I walked over and read the note from behind Charles' shoulder. It read:

You know what we want and every day you don't give it to us the people you love will get hurt.

A vampire wanted a werewolf. Why though? Why would she want one of us? To just kill us, that seemed quite pointless. After we found the woman though, it would be fine.

"Where's Beatrice?" Charles asked, truly concerned.

"She's in your room, she fainted- she woke up though, but fell back asleep, so I carried her into your room." Philip looked at him with a ghost of a little smirk.

"Where's Bella?" Charles asked, looking around.

"She's talking to Edward in the backroom, Edwin was pretty crazy about the fact, but by the time he got here she had long left Beatrice at our doorstep." Philip told him, and then his voice got lower and if possible, even more concerned, "Charles, how did he find her? I hadn't seen Dad or any of the Camalens since we left; the ones who survived ran off through the tunnel system."

"We'll know when Beatrice wakes up." Charles told him. Philip nodded. I heard a door in the back open and the smell of the blood sucker got stronger, I backed into the door, hoping to get a break of fresh air, but was disappointed. Then I saw her-Bella Swan.

Edward and I stood in the backroom of Philip's house; I leaned against the wall, trying to not feel so completely frightened. That woman had been so calm and then she went and did that to Beatrice. I knew very little about Beatrice only what Philip had told me when we first met. That Beatrice and Charles had been in love when the Camalens had tried to kill Charles for being a werewolf. Master Roscoe, the head of the Werewolf Hunters and the Camalen family, and Rosac, Philip and Charles' father, had taken Charles into a cell underground and stabbed him in the heart, only to find that he could heal. Charles attacked his father and Roscoe, but accidently clawed his brother's face and Beatrice's arm in the process. Ashamed, Charles stopped and gave himself up to his father and the Camalens and had been imprisoned in a cell under the Camalen's mansion.

"Edward, I'm glad you're here, but Philip called his brother and he's probably coming now and he might lose it if he sees a vampire. He hasn't been…trained…that long." I told Edward. He smiled.

"I think I'll be fine Bella, I am not leaving. You see what happens when I leave you alone? Vampires come after you." Edward said to me.

"Well you'll have to leave me alone some time." I told him.

"We'll see about that." Edward said and smiled a dazzling smile. He paused and looked around the room, sniffing the air.

"They're here- damn they smell horrible." Edward said, leaning against the wall. He looked at the door as if seeing through it, frowned, and then looked at me.

"What's the matter?" I asked him.

"He's here." Edward told me.

"Whose here?" I asked him, looking at the door as well.

"Black." he answered, I sense a bit of disgust in his voice. I gulped; I wasn't expecting him to come, even if the rest of the pack did.

"I don't want to see him." I told him, even if it was a lie. Edward had been the one to tell me Jacob imprinted, he knew how I felt. I realized that if I saw him again it would hurt even more than making believe he was never even real. If I saw him looking happy with Rebecca I would be torn apart. If I saw him at all then was forced to be separated from him again it would be like tearing open the wound over again. I would stay in Philip's backroom all night if I had to, I could not see him.

"You'll have to see him sooner or later." Edward said gently.

"No I don't." I told him, "I'm fine in here."

"Bella…I know you want to see him, and maybe it might do some good." Edward said softly.

"I don't want to see him." I declared, Edward raised his eyebrow in disagreement, "Alright, I do- goodness, you might as well be able to read my mind if you can tell what I'm thinking. What if she's with him, I can't handle that."

"She's not there." Edward told me, I knew that he'd know.

"Fine, but if I break down and cry it'll be entirely fault." I told him. I tried to kid about the whole situation with Edward, but that made it hurt even more. Edward stood beside me and I took a deep breath and opened the backroom door. Edward walked ahead of me, and then I walked out of the room and into the living room looking directly into the foyer. Then I saw him, standing there, staring at me- Jacob Black. Then a moment later, he collapsed onto the floor, unconscious.

A/N: These chapters will be short, I am pretty sure, because I am switching from Bella's POV and Jacob's POV. I hope you are liking the story so far, so I hope if you read this you will review my story and tell me how you think it's going and what you like or do not like so far. Thank you for reading, next chapter up soon.