Hello my lovely readers! So I decided to post now because the rest of my week will be crazy as hell. Getting ready to attend a wedding this Saturday, and I'm trying to find a good dress for the party.

I hope you like these two chapters I'm posting on here tonight. This first one got me so emotional when I decided to write it. You'll all understand when you start reading.

For the second one I hope you all enjoy reading it. Had fun writing that one because of how I planned it out.

So enough talk and onto the story! ENJOY IT! =)

~Melissa

Chapter 17

JPOV (Jacob's POV)

Song for this chapter is "Burn" by Usher.

It's been a week since she left, but I've been getting updates from Alice…that is to say whenever Nattie would let her.

The day after I received my letter, I went back to the Cullens to find out what 'talents' Natalie talked about. Carlisle was the one to tell me.

"When Natalie got out of the hospital, and came here, she smelled us." At first it didn't click, but then I remembered that Natalie is human and shouldn't be able to smell them. That could only mean one thing…

"Do you mean she's…?"

"Yes Jacob, she's a new wolf." My Nattie a wolf? How the hell did that happen? She was only my imprint, and as far as the legends told us, they stayed human…but then I remembered something I had been told recently…

"Not only that Jacob, but she possesses more 'gifts'."

"What does that mean?"

Carlisle told me that Natalie was basically the only person that he had ever met to possess what she possesses. She is the ultimate. She had Edward's mind reading, Alice's future seeing, and Jasper's ability to control emotions.

But that's not all. She can control the four elements; earth, wind, water, and fire. She can also shield people, which would explain why Edward couldn't read her thoughts, because she protects her mind.

Edward brought up other gifts, some that he knew very well about that Nattie also possesses. In the Volturi guard, there are twins, Jane and Alec that have opposite gifts. Jane makes you feel pain, but only makes you think you're in pain. Alec is the opposite, he makes you numb; basically leaving you in a blank state of all your senses. You're dead before you're dead basically.

Nattie can also 'show' you what she's thinking, showing you images instead of speaking with just a hand touch. She can also mess with you without touching you; she can make you think you're in the Amazon because that's what she's making you see. She's also a tracker, which is handy whenever you want to go after an enemy. That last 'gift' is being able to either make or break bonds…which scares me. What if she decided to end her bond with me?

Carlisle suggested that she leave to the Denali's, their closest thing to family up in Alaska. Their friend, Tanya, is a therapist, which in the end is just what Nattie needs in order to get better.

When I got home after a long walk down at First Beach I had a letter waiting for me.

Letter #1

My dearest Jacob,

I hope everything is going good back at home. I miss it terribly; all the green and the constant cloudiness. But I must say that it is just as beautiful here where Tanya resides with her family.

They are all so nice. I met both her sisters, Irina and Kate, as well as Eleazar and Carmen. They have all been so supportive with my recovery.

It wasn't easy the first couple of days, it reminded me of when I first started therapy in California. Yet as this week has come to its end, it's gotten easier little by little.

Tanya is pleased with the progress I've made so far, so this upcoming week we will be starting on the heavier things.

I am sorry if I left without telling either you or the gang goodbye, but at the moment it seemed like the best thing for me, and right now I'm glad I did it like this.

Until next time Jake.

~Natalie

I decided to save this letter in one of the boxes my mom used to use to save old photos, and since it was empty, I decided it was best to save her letters in there. When I opened the box, I found a letter and jewelry attached to the note.

I took the note and jewels out from the box, settled onto my bed, and started reading the letter.

My dearest son,

If you have found this before its due time, it means that something has happened to me. But there is no need to get sad my darling boy, for I am always with you.

What I have left for you is what you will give to your future wife and mother of your children. Choose wisely my son, for these are sacred treasures passed down from generation to generation. Give these to the girl that becomes the owner of your heart.

The road to happiness is not always the easiest one my son, but in the end you see the beautiful outcome of it. And I know that the girl you choose will be the right one, for you deserve a girl just as wonderful as you are my son.

I am so proud to be your mother at this moment. Right now, if you must know, you are asleep in your crib, all covered up with the blanket your grandmother made for you. You look so peaceful sleeping, all the while smiling that cute smile of yours.

Remember to cherish the moments Jacob, for you never know what the future holds in store. Never regret anything, no matter the outcome.

I love you, my warm Jacob.

~Sarah

When I finished read the letter I cried like I had the night Natalie had flat lined at the hospital. I missed my mom so much; I can't remember her as much as before, if not for the home videos and photos all around the house.

I turned to my night table, looking at the picture my mom had asked my dad to take of us when I was a little boy. I was helping her with the garden; I remember how it was covered with weeds and junk. I had a shovel in my hand while the other was hugging my mom. And she had the brightest smile on her face.

I placed Natalie's letter along with my moms and the jewelry in the box, and kept it beside the pic of my mom and I.

Week two has just ended…and I am miserable. The pain in my chest is unbearable to say the least; this is what happens when your imprint leaves your side. Yet I was putting on the brave face for my pack, my dad, and basically myself.

I had written back to Natalie after I received her first letter, but Alice said that Natalie didn't want to receive anything. The letter she had written were a part of her therapy, and Tanya had told her she didn't have to send it to anyone. Yet Nattie thought that I should get it. So I'm not allowed to write back to her; not only that but no phone calls, text, or anything.

I could tell that Alice was getting pissed with Natalie getting better with her 'gifts' since she was blocking Alice from seeing her future.

Saturday night after I got home from running early patrols, my dad told me I had a letter in my room. I showered up first, changed into some cotton shorts and went into my room.

My dad had left the letter on top of my mom's box, but I could tell that he hadn't read any of them.

Letter #2

Hello Jacob!

So week two has come to its end, and I couldn't be happier. This week has been a tough one for me. Tanya had me focus on the issues I have with my family. It was just so hard to admit that they have never been parents, that I've always felt abandoned by them.

I've been journaling everything, as well as painting and some other things. It feels weird not knowing what's going on in the outside world, but for right now I'm fine with just that.

I'm getting better with learning how to control my new talents, but it's hard. You have to learn to let go but yet be able to reign it back in. I phased in front of Tanya, and I was so scared to do it too. I didn't want to hurt her, but since she's vampire, I didn't really have to worry.

I'm getting the hang of it, and I must say it's pretty cool being a wolf girl. Whenever I feel like getting my energy back after being cooped up in the house, Tanya gives me hours to roam as a wolf. I love it. I get to run as fast as I want, and I can just feel free. Does it always feel like that? I hope so, because so far it's helping me as well.

Um…do vampires always smell so sickly sweet? I'm getting used to it, but it still hits me whenever I'm around them.

I keep asking myself why this happened to me, the changes. Why am I the only one known in history to have all of these talents? I just can't explain it.

I asked the same thing to Carlisle before I left to come up here, but all he could guess was that it probably had something to do with my blood; that the venom altered something in my system, plus the fact that I was bitten in the neck and main artery.

I hope that all is well for you. I hope that you aren't moping around making everyone miserable, because if I hear of it…let's just say it will end badly.

Until the next letter, take care Jacob.

~Natalie

Reading her new letter made me feel better, but not completely. I miss her so much. I just want to see her, to get to hold her in my arms and shield her from harm.

I did have to laugh at that last part, if she were to hear that I am moping around.

Well, one week to go until the next letter.

Well week three was pure torture for me. I did the same routine each day; wake-up early to get breakfast ready, tidy up the house, and make sure my dad is good for the day until leaving for school. Then I had to suck in the fact that I saw my friends all happy with their imprints.

It was just painful to watch, because I'm alone.

I was thankful when I got my Saturday mail, which is Natalie.

Letter #3

Evening Jake,

How are you doing this evening? I hope all is calm and happy back at home. Well…I've been miserable this week, period! Therapy has gotten even harder than usual.

Tanya wanted to focus on me letting go of the hate I feel towards…Mark. It still hurts to think about him and that night, but I know it will never go away. All I can do is work on it a bit each day, until it becomes reasonable.

We focused on forgiveness, which I can't do right now. But Tanya says that that's normal, because in the end I'm only human and I can't force myself to want to forgive someone when I don't feel it within me.

Trust was another topic this week. About whether or not I have trust in people. At first it was hard to talk about, but in the end I accepted the fact that I do trust people, and that it's me that I don't trust. I'm just afraid of letting people down and not being trusted upon.

Thank my lucky stars that I have instruments here, or else I'd be going crazy for real. I've been writing music, but I'll let you guess what instrument(s).

Well I'm off to bed. Tomorrow I'm starting my last topic, commitment and relationships.

Say hi to your dad for me, and let him know that when I get back I'll make him some food, for I bet you aren't cooking for him. Ha, just kidding!

Have a good night Jacob,

~Natalie

Well here I am; it's Saturday night…and no letter #4 from Natalie. I called Alice to see if she had forgotten to send it to my house, but she told me that Natalie hadn't sent in anything. When I asked Alice if she could see her, she said that Nattie was blocking her.

I went to bed just thinking of what happened. I tried to not get ahead of myself; she probably had a hard week and wanted a break from writing to me?

I spent the rest of the following week in a deep depression. The Cullens hadn't heard a thing from the Denali's, but they trusted Tanya and her family with Natalie. I was going crazy not knowing about her, but what could I do?

So here I am, a week later, Saturday night at the rec house in La Push at the request of everyone, even my dad and Sue.

I didn't want to be here, I wanted to be in my room rereading the letters from Natalie and my mom. After reading my mom's letter, I kept one of the pieces with me at all times.

Just why the hell am I here again?