Hello readers! I know that I just updated a little while ago but I was so pleased with the amount of reviews that I just felt I had to continue. As well, I thought it was very unfair that we were left in such a strange place in the story...so, I am putting a little bit of a filler in. But don't worry! This is good filler. This, is fluffy - but angst-fluff. There is not any action, it actually happens over the course of about fifteen minutes, but we really get a look into what Jacob is thinking about the whole situation. I hope you enjoy this chapter, and depending on my inspiration and the amount of reviews, I will update soon!

Again, the original Twilight characters and ideas belong to the brilliant Stephanie Meyer. I am just a pawn to continue the story in the way that her dreams should have got before they came nightmarish with Renesmee...I mean, I'm just here to make it ever fluffier with the fluffier characters.

Okay, enough with the bad puns.

On with the story!

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Jacob tried not to watch the girl snuggling into him. He was trying to concentrate on how cold the sand was against his feet, how cold the wind was as it hit his face. However, his eyes kept flickering down to the girl in his arms, who was snuggling further into his chest with each gust of wind. He tried not to worry about the cold she was going through, he tried not to worry about her warm body which was slowly warming up because of his own.

He tried to compare her to that of Bella, to the woman he knew he loved. He tried to look down on her and all her flaws. He was not a fool, he saw them. This girl wasn't an angel. She wasn't perfection...not like Bella-

Jacob winced, not like Bella was now.

But when Bella was human, when she was normal, she had been stunning. Her hair had been beautiful locks of mahogany. It had been long and smooth, it shone with red in the sunlight. She had always smelt of conditioner...some sort of mint. It had been soothing and somehow relaxing. Jacob smelled the air and could pick out Embry's smell from Rayn's instantly. All Embry - all any of the werewolves - ever smelt like was the woods. Rayn's hair was the most prominent smell on her. He could smell some sort of salon conditioner - possibly orchid, but on her hair lingered a strong scent of campfire. Something told him that this would be an everyday smell. He found himself breathing in a couple times, pinpointing the smell before he stopped breathing through his nose for a long while.

Well, he reasoned with himself, Bella's skin had been flawless. It had been the epitome of peaches and cream. Purely white, but not translucent like that of the bloodsucker she had become. Her face had commonly had a red glow because she had constantly embarrassed herself, making her look as sweet as a candy cane. Rayn's skin, or what he could see of it, was slightly blemished. It was dark, but had a strange tinge to it. The Quileute boys had dark russet skin, Jacob's was darkest of all, but Rayn's skin was more brown. Almost like Quil's. It was dark, but not as dark as his.

While Bella's skin had always smelt clean and of fresh soap - no matter what condition she was in - Rayn's was a strange mix. It was musky, a cloudy smell which made her natural mix of cinnamon and vanilla fade into a natural sour and sweet scent. Jacob hated admitting to himself that it was nicer than what...was... Bella was now too sweet. Her smell was unnaturally sweet, like condensed sugar.

And Bella's breath, like peppermint. It always had that fresh smell no matter what she had eaten. Jacob watched the puffs of steam coming every now and then from the body in his arms. He could smell green apples, and assumed it was her breath. It didn't smell like candy, it smelt like the natural sour scent...

Everything about Rayn looked natural. She felt natural.

But what was Bella now? She was unnatural. Her skin was too white, too smooth, too flawless. Her eyes were to amber, too secretive, too discrete. Her words were too well thought, too in genuine, too light. She was too sweet. Too fake. His Bella had never been particularly sweet...she had just been Bella...and then her skin had been replaced with sugar. Everything had been replaced and left his Bella...empty. Gone...and dead. Well, undead.

He missed Bella's eyes. The brown eyes, the eyes so deep you could get lost in. The wise, sarcastic and wistful eyes that had once looked on him when she had known - and not known - that she loved him. Rayn's eyes weren't like that. They were secretive, taunting, and at the same time completely honest and genuine. Animated, too animated, to the point that he felt like he was drowning. But not like Bella's eyes...those dark eyes. The memory of which had dug his grave, and with the memory of them felt like he was falling into it...

"She's staying in the toy room. We moved everything around." Embry's voice cut into the silence, Jacob took in a deep breath of surprise. He looked down to Rayn to see if it had woken her. "Don't worry about that." Embry chuckled to himself, his dark eyes turning back to the tattered house. "When that girl sleeps, she's out like a light. I doubt time has changed that."

Jacob walked slowly over the rotting wooden porch and waited for Embry to unjam the front door. It was a loud bang when it opened: Rayn's breathing didn't even change.

"No kidding." Jacob mumbled to himself, ducking his head to go through the door. He was tall enough that he had to do that with all doors now, he wondered if he'd ever stop growing, or if his constant growth spurt was because of his werewolf genes. The floor creaked lightly under his footsteps as he went through the house.

The house itself was ripping apart at the seams, the wood smelled decayed and painted with multiple layers to cover the stench. He could smell that the dishes hadn't been washed for the day, he could see that the doors were barely hanging on to the hinges.

They walked through the kitchen, past the living room to the left and through to the cramped hallway. Jacob backed himself through the first door on the right, smelling the shredding wallpaper. He looked around the dark room, noticing that a wardrobe had been awkwardly placed on the uneven carpet and a single bed had been placed on the wall closest to the kitchen. There was a new navy comforter overtop of the bed and an old beaten pillow. The window just to the left of the bed cast moonlight onto the smothering blanket. A large, black suitcase was near the head of the bed on the maroon carpet, and on the new blanket were two old stuffed animals.

The first was a hippopotamus. It was purple and newer than the other. Maybe only a couple years old. It's lavender skin looked to have once been silky soft, but it seemed to have been loved almost a little too much, so the smoothness was leaving it. It's one eye had a crack in it.

Jacob looked to the second with raised eyebrows. It was a wolf. More of a husky, but to toymakers they were one in the same. It was black and brown with bright blue eyes. It was much bigger than the hippo, and it's hair was matted because of it's age. It looked as if this had been given when Rayn was a small child, if not at birth. It smelt old, and it looked well-loved.

"I know you probably don't want to - but put her down, Jake." Embry's voice taunted from behind him. Jacob took a deep breath and swallowed the saliva that suddenly built in his throat. He walked through the small room, happy that in Embry's small house they at least had high ceilings.

Jake bent down and carefully, very carefully, placed Rayn onto the navy covers, which bent under her body and began engulfing her like a deadly undertow. Jake watched lightly, not quite taking his arms out from underneath her as he closely examined her face...

She was beautiful. Strangely beautiful. The smell of campfire, cinnamon, vanilla and green apple swirled around him, making him want to drown in the water beside her. Her eyes twitched as she dreamed, her lips moving slightly in the midst of conversation.

What was so special about her? What was so different about this girl that he imprinted on her, instead of on the woman he already loved?

He watched her sleep for about ten seconds more before being so overwhelmed by a sudden gaze towards her lips that he reeled backwards. Embry made a disappointed yet shocked laugh of awkwardness before putting one of his hands on Jake's shoulder.

"C'mon Jake. This is something we should talk about." Jake walked backwards out of the door, watching as the moonlight slowly slid over Rayn's face while she turned and burrowed the stuffed animals into her chest.

Jake walked outside with his head bowed, he knew his way around this house expertly. They had been friends for however many years. Jake felt Embry open the front door again and sit on the edge of the porch, Jake followed.

"This is messed up." Jacob groaned. Embry sighed. "You know I didn't-"

"Man, you don't have to explain yourself to me." Embry said in an unreadable tone. He took a very deep breath. "I mean, if it were going to be anyone, I'm glad it's you." Jake furrowed his brow and looked over to his friend. The moonlight was just strong enough to show that Embry was looking up towards the sky. His brown eyes looked more hazel with the intense light shining through them.

"Why me?"

"You've always had the best control." Embry told, looking to him briefly before looking back towards the moon. "You're always the one who can keep your cool. You're one of the best fighters too...you could keep care of her."

Jacob looked down to his hands which were wrapped around his legs. He gave a look of confusion to them as he asked, "What does she need me to fight off, Embry?" Embry let out a shaky breath. It made Jake look towards him. "Em," Jake said slowly. "What could have freaked that bloodsucker out like that tonight, and why did it happen tonight?"

"Listen, Jake. Don't get the wrong idea." Embry said quickly, his words somehow still slow and deliberate. "Rayn's a good kid. But as much as I hate to say it, Leah was right...she always has been...weird."

"Weird?" Jake repeated in interest, turning his body slightly so he could face Embry. Embry leaned against one of the piles connecting the porch to the roof, but did not look into Jake's eyes.

"Weird. Little things. Childish things...she just never had a lot of fear. She'd pick up dead crows to bury them or she'd go into the woods to go looking for bears to give them honey..."

"Little kids do stuff like that all the time." Jake huffed after the sentence. Why was he defending her? He barely knew her. That did sound odd, so he shouldn't protect her. He didn't love her.

"Not like she did it." Embry said, and Jacob could tell with one glance that he was remembering something Jacob didn't know. It seemed, however, that Embry decided to tell him. "She found one once...a bear." He shivered, but Jacob knew there was no way he would be cold. "She wanted to give it honey and food...she said like Yogi bear."

"...W-what's the catch?" Jacob could feel the fear rising and the hair on his arms rise. Embry seemed devastated.

"She got lucky, of course." Embry said quickly. "But she found the bear, and the bear didn't like that she wanted to feed it the food slowly. She didn't get that hurt...we figure that- that it just pawed at her until she dropped her knapsack, but..." Embry had to stop, his voice was quivering in a way Jacob had never heard. "Her arm was all ripped up. She still has bad scarring."

"On her arm?" Jacob asked in shock. He hadn't seen anything on her hands or face...then again, she had been so covered up.

"Yeah, it-it kind of reminds me of Emily." Embry sighed. "She got really lucky."

There was a long silence. Jacob found himself imagining a little girl with short dark curls and bright aqua eyes standing before a large grizzly bear. She imagined the pink backpack falling to the ground as the bear took a giant swing at her and she held out her arm to protect herself. Her forearm getting torn so badly that it was unable to ever fully heal.

"Okay," Jake said slowly, breaking the silence. The crickets had been getting on his nerves anyway. "Doesn't really answer why I'd need to protect her and what happened with the leech." Embry did not move. "What freaked him out the night she happened to come here, Em?"

"Listen man, I don't know what he could have seen." Embry said, obviously irritated. "As I said, Rayn's a weird girl. I've been her cousin for nearly seventeen years, and I've acted as her brother for four of them. Her brother went in a bad way, so bad I barely know everything. Cullen could have seen anything." He said again. It sounded like he was trying to convince himself as much as he was trying to convince Jacob. "She's a good kid. When Leo died,"

Jacob didn't really know about the Talons. He was sure that he had heard of them around the tribe, and he knew he had heard about them from Leah, Seth, and Embry. But he had no idea how Leo, Rayn's older brother, had died.

"Embry...how did he die?" Jake asked slowly, making sure that Embry could hear how he felt inclined, but not comfortable in asking. Embry finally looked to Jake, his eyes blazing, but not in anger.

"Dunno," he said with a slur. "I know it was an accident. Something in the forest, that's why Rayn likes going in them so much..."

"But you said-" Jake began, Embry cut him off.

"I do know," He interrupted. "That Sky and Jason blamed Rayn for Leo's death. They found her with his body...it-it was a closed casket." Embry was quiet for a long time. By the glossy and troubled look behind his eyes, Jacob could tell that Embry was reliving his memories. Memories that Jake would never be able to hear Rayn confide to him. He shook his head. Friend first.

"Jake," Embry said so suddenly that Jacob jumped slightly. Jake looked to his friend to see his palm digging into his forehead. Embry did not look at him when he spoke, Jake did not think he needed to. "I want you to take care of her."

"It's nothing against her, Em, but I don't know this kid..." Jacob began. Embry began to laugh.

"Jake, don't try to kid yourself. We've felt how strong it is with Sam and Emily, Quil and Claire, Paul and Rachel, Jared and Kim...be your stubborn self. You can try to run away from this as much as you want, but Jake. This is too tough to beat. Even for you."

"It doesn't matter." Jake said with a growl. He looked Embry right in the eye as he started to explain, "Bella-"

"-is married. Bella is a leech. Bella won't love you like Rayn will." Embry explained with a fiery gaze. Jacob held the gaze, trying to look menacing. He thought about Bella, the new Bella, the Bella who had topaz eyes and the pale skin. Bella with the perfect hair and the sickeningly sweet smell. Bella with the disturbing grace and the beautiful co-ordination. Bella who was perfect...perfectly bloodthirsty.

And then there was Rayn. Innocent, beautiful, strange, little Rayn....Rayn with skin that made her look human. Rayn with flaws that showed against her skin. Rayn with weaknesses. Rayn with the eyes you could drown in. Rayn with a heart that she could give to him...a real heart. A live heart. A beating heart.

Jacob shook his head, trying to stop the frustrated tremors which curled down his spine. He looked to Embry with what he could only imagine to be large, hopeless eyes and shook his head, taking in a deep breath.

"Embry?" He asked, waiting for some sort of response. Embry met his gaze to show his attention. "How do you know I'll love her?"

"Because that's what imprinting is. If you weren't so stubborn, you'd realize you already do." Embry said with a chuckle, but it stopped short when he saw Jacob's furrowed brow and serious expression.

"Embry?" He asked again, only to hear a sigh of response. Jacob looked back to his friend. "How do you know she'll love me back?"

A smile crept onto Embry's dark lips as he looked out to the moon, seeming to find the perfect words to explain his answer. Embry then looked back to Jacob and stood up, patting his back on the way. He walked towards the door and opened it before turning back to Jacob.

"How could she not?" He asked rhetorically. Embry then walked through the dark door frame and closed the door to the conversation.

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Well, I hope that you all enjoyed that fluffy chapter. I thought it was a really cute ending personally, but that may just be because it was my imagination. Let me know what you thought and I will update soon. So, what did you think about Rayn? A little more insight into her...and yet we still haven't had a lot of serious time with her - but trust me, it's coming soon! I already have half a chapter of complete and utter fluff written out, I just need to find a good segue into when it comes into the overall story! Thank you so much for your input and devotion and I hope you enjoyed this chapter and all others!

--Egypt