Sorry, I know this was another slow update, but i just got home (I stay with my mom during the summer) & everything's been a little hectic. But here it is, an update. Now we get to see what Bella thought about everything, and thanks to the ONE PERSON who said ANYTHING about the crossovers I was thinking about writing. & thank you twlilitisvictim who's reviews had me rolling on my ass laughing. I don't really have much to say so...here it is!

Okay, so I never expected the "were-wolf" thing, but, it was possible right? I mean, I knew there were vampires in this world, so I guess werewolves weren't that bad.

Meeting up with Jacob was great, because even though we had been apart for nearly a month, and though we weren't alone, I still felt the emotion that I had in my truck that night.

All the guys kept looking at me funny, kind of like they knew something I didn't. But there were things that Jake had left out, things that were to be kept between the pack, so, despite my burning curiousity, I didn't ask. While Jacob had been talking in the corner to...Sam and Paul, I think it was, Paul had given me the death stare and run off, and as soon as Sam was done with him, I was going to find out what that was all about.

All the guys were great. They all introduced themselves and the ones with girlfriends introduced them too. They all towered over me. Maybe it was just werewolf thing, but it was going to take some getting used to.

Sam and Jacob kept glancing at me every now and again, and it was getting a little bit wierd. I thought for sure that they were talking about me. When Sam walked off, Jacob looked at me, and I excused myself from Embry and Quil, and went to be in Jacob's arms. I heard some scuffling of feet as they all walked out the door and the door slammed, I flinched, but Jacob didn't care.

I pulled back because I was starting to sweat, but as soon as I did, Jacob smashed his warm lips to mine, I instantly entangled my hands in his now short hair. He deepened the kiss, running his tongue around ever inch of my mouth. We were both short of breath, but we didn't stop. I never wanted this moment to end.

I started seeing things, wonderful things. Us getting married, moving into a small, but comfortable house in La Push, red with a black roof as all the house here were. Us laying in bed, both gently stroking my rounded belly. I was glowing, and so was Jacob. I pulled him closer to me, if that were even possibly. More images started flashing faster and faster to me, along with my frantic heart beat. I could see kids with dark hair and skin running and playing, and Jacob with his arm around me, him having stopped phasing years ago. He had the ghosts of wrinkles around his eyes, and his hair was graying around the edges. And lastly, us walking down on the beach, like we always did. Looking up at Jacob in this little day dream of mine, his hair was long again and gray, with wrinkles playing around the corners of his eyes as he beamed down at me. We were hand in wrinkly hand, growing old together.

Tears began rolling down my face, and, Jacob's hand being cupped around my cheek, he felt them and then pulled away, I reaching up onto my tippy toes in order to prolong the kiss, much to no avail. I couldn't really tell whether these were tears of joy or tears of distress.

I realized that everything that I had seen in my "vision" were things that couldn't have happened had I been with Edward. This made my chest heavy, making it way harder to catch my breath. When with him, I hadn't wanted these things, but now that I knew I could have them, I realized that subconciously, i had wanted them, badly.

I looked up into Jacob's eyes, and his were deep black, piercing into mine, trying to read me. "Bella, what's wrong?"

To be honest, I didnt' know. I knew how much it hurt Jacob to see me like this, so I tried to pull myself together and stop these tears from betraying me.

"Nothing's wrong, it's just all right. It's an idea that hasn't crossed my mind in a while, that's all," I said trying to erase this look of agony from his face.

It had the opposite effect. Jacob looked, if anything, more upset than he was before.

"Bella, this, us, we're not going to work if you won't let me in," he said with a pained look on his face. "What's bothering you, Bells?"

"It's just...don't freak out, okay?"

"Yeah...okay, tell me Bella"

"When you are with me, I'm free. I'm careless, I'm comfortable, safe. It's just that, with you, I can do things that with...Edward, would be a no no. With you I can lead a normal life. I don't have to worry about you having self-control, and you're honest. You'll never lie to me, even when I'm in danger. We've seen our share of ups and downs, and how quickly life can turn around. But when we're walking on the beach, or...sitting in the garage, I'm home."

The look on Jake's features made a complete 180, and he gathered me into a tender hug.

"Bella, Bella, Bella....You are amazing."

We must have stood there for at least an hour, or so it seemed.

He pulled away grabbing my hand and took off for a walk on the beach, as this was one of those rare sunny, warm days in the Pacific Northwest.

We spent most of the day talking, walking, and basking in the sunlight. It was on the top ten list of best days of my life, hands down.

As the sun started to set, we reluctantly started making the trek back to Jake's house. It wasn't a very long walk, so we did what we could to prolong it, because we both knew that Charlie would be expecting me back soon. We walked as slow as we could, but still ended up at the house sooner than both of us wanted. It was barely dark, but i had been basically ignoring Charlie and his need of dinner, and i couldn't not make him dinner much longer or he would likely starve.

We were walking up the long dirt driveway when Jake stopped in his tracks. I looked up at Jake and then followed his gaze to see two people standing beside the porch. One of them I recognized as Sam, and the other, who was a girl, I didn't. The girl was beautiful, in the same natural, woodsy type of way Jacob and all the people on the La Push Reservation were, but she looked like she wanted to be anywhere from here.

Jake:

What the hell is she doing here? Since when has it been cool for her to just show up at my house and chill with the guys?

"Come on, Bella, I'll drive you home," I said, while heading for my car.

"Jacob, don't leave." This was a command more so than a request, and I couldn't deny the alpha-male.

"Sam, what is she doing here?" I growled at him.

"She is right here, and can hear ever word that you say." Leah said. "So who's the girl?" she asked her expression fading from anger to curiosity.

Bella, being the sweet girl she is, walked over to introduce herself to her with her hand out. "Hi, I'm Bella." Bella stood there for a couple of seconds, but Leah insisted on just staring at her like she was stupid. Bella sheepishly returned her hand to her side and came over to stand slightly behind me.

"Jacob," Sam started, "Leah phased a couple of days ago, and has just changed back to human form today."

"...Okay?" I said. And I cared, why? Leah was a bitch, and everybody on the reserve knew it. She had an attitude and could never stop ogling me ever since her and Sam broke up.

A few years ago, Leah and Sam were a couple, they were so lubby dubby and all that good stuff...then one day Sam disappeared. He was gone for a little over two weeks, and Leah we worried sick about him, but when he came back, he was...different. Him and Leah got back together, but things were just never the same. So, one day, Emily, Leah's cousin comes to visit, and it's all history from there. Sam imprinted on Emily, and Leah's been bitter about it ever since.

Great. Juuust great.