DISCLAIMER – I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS, PLOT-LINES, ETC, USED WITH-IN THE TWILIGHT SAGA, THAT MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE BEEN USED IN THIS FANFIC, THE HONOUR OF OWNING IT ALL, IS OF COURSE, STEPHANIE MEYER!

Who I'm sure could sue me somehow, if she really wanted to, even with the disclaimer :P . But then, as an amazing writer she is, I'm sure she could see the devotion so many people have displayed throughout Fan Fiction, to honour her beautiful creations, and would – hopefully – decide, to just not sue :D

Last time…

The truck rolled to a stop in front of the McDonald's drive thru window, Jake twisted in his seat, an eager smile warming up his face again. He leaned in to me slightly, and clasping my hands in his asked gently.

'Bella, will you marry me?'

Jacob POV

The words came so naturally to my lips, I was almost shocked I hadn't thought about it before.

A heavenly vision danced before my eyes tantalisingly…

Bella; the blushing bride, gently treading down a confetti-showered aisle, on her father's arm – her smile radiant, after seeing me, waiting for her at the altar.

I heard her gasp as I uttered the words, and could only hold my breath as I watched her expressive face run through a multitude of feelings.

Shock.

Confusion.

Worry.

I started to get anxious.

Perhaps I had been wrong to say it.

It wasn't that long ago the blood sucker had broken her heart.

But she had healed so quickly, under my care; I'd thought she was over him.

In love with me, oh-so-completely.

At least that's what she'd said, she had been so happy!

And now-

My thoughts were cut off as her mouth opened; her mind, now made up.

'Jake-'

I interrupted her with a kiss , saying swiftly, 'You don't have to answer now, please think about,'

'But Jake, I really think-'

She swallowed, as she thought.

I was just about to re-iterate my last sentence, but something held me silent.

'Jacob,'

The use of my full name, made me more anxious, but still I held quiet, waiting.

Then, those perfectly plump, soft rosé lips mouthed three words.

Bella POV

Why wasn't my throat working?

I needed to speak, I could see Jake getting more and more anxious as the silence grew longer.

Don't take it back Jake, I begged silently. Just give me a minute.

I almost smiled - inwardly - at the face I knew Charlie would pull, if we told him.

But then sadness struck me, he would be all alone now.

Left to cook for himself again, as he had done when my mom had left him.

Poor Charlie.

Oh and my mom, she would be so disappointed I'd ignored the one piece of advice she'd given me... if I said yes.

Should I?

I mean, Jake is so perfect for me.

But I'd still feel guilty for stealing him away to be mine. So selfish of me.

'Jake-'

I started to say this, but he stopped me saying hurriedly, 'You don't have to answer now, please think about,'

I thought for a second before trying again, 'Jake, I really think-'

I looked at him again. So loving. So amazing. And he truly loved me, as I him.

And the end of that sentence disappeared.

I swallowed; buying myself a second to think about the words before I said them.

To make sure they didn't come out wrong, this had to be perfect.

I looked down, slightly embarrassed, at the focus in his gaze, and found I couldn't speak the words; my lungs having not taken in any air for a while.

I finally managed to find the air and said seriously, 'Jacob-'

'Bella?' he asked intimately as he leaned in closer to me; his face, only a hand span away from mine.

Jacob POV

'Bella?' I'd leant closer to her, only centimetres away.

Her eyes caught mine, and then suddenly, a flash of joy burst across her face.

'I'd love to!' She squealed, very-un-Bella-like.

Then - as we became wrapped together – in tidal wave of love and happiness; she kept repeating the words, over and over, with each beautiful kiss that she adoringly pressed to my face.

The wolf inside me roared in triumph!

Mine! Mine! Mine!

Bella agreed to be my wife?

Wow!

How grown up!

We would get married in the spring, Bella would be my bride and-

Hang on, what was that?

I felt different.

Free- somehow, in a way. Not that I hadn't been before but-

Another grin leapt onto my lips as I felt something deliciously basic change inside of me.

My heartbeat?

My heart sounded different; instead of the smooth, fast tempo of a wolf, it held a slightly more lilting beat.

A second heart beat , running along, a nanosecond before my own?

Bella's?

I'd felt it before, when we'd been lying together on the sand, as if we were somehow connected; dismissing it as a sign of our closeness- it had become normal and 'just-there' after a while.

This wasn't.

There was joy in each pulse,

Somehow, I didn't think it was just mine…

Was it though?

Was it just my pure excitement?

Changing the speed of my racing heart, to feel as though it was somehow, beating more... solidly?

More… like the uneven heartbeat of the beautiful girl next to me; who had agreed to be my wife?

Was it, an imprint?

Hehe, for those of you who asked from Chapter One for an imprint, lets see how things go? Shall I be evil and snatch it away? …. Maybe.. :P … I am inclined that way , mwah ha ha! Lol, just joking... or am I? Hehe!

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