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Author's note I: I'm in shock...really I am in shock that nobody picked up on the nugget I left you last chapter! It's a pretty good clue too, and it's about something that's come up before that many of you noticed. Utterly shocked.

Author's note II: M fluffiness in the last scene. I gave myself a nosebleed.

Jacob Black turned out to be the mechanical wonder boy, or so that's how he put it, who took apart and refurbished her truck. Bella stood, somewhat amused as the Indian boy proceeded to pop the hood and admire his own work.

"Beautiful," he said, eyeing the engine wistfully. "That was my first top to bottom refurbishment."

What was this truck like before he got his hands on it? Bella shuddered to think of it. Rosalie might have banned it from the Cullens' garage entirely.

"You did a very good job," Bella genuinely praised him. "Thank you."

"Anything for the Chief's family," he said. He suddenly looked bashful. "Say...you hungry? I was planning on grabbing something at the diner before I headed home."

"Um." Bella paused, her natural inclination for solitude pushing forward and telling her to say no. Other than the Cullens and Charlie, people who were this nice to her either had not-so-nice ulterior motives or ended up getting killed when she forgot her rules and reciprocated.

Declining would be the smart thing to do. But Jacob looked so hopeful and so friendly...and Bella had so few friends...that she found herself suddenly eager to get to know this boy who had rebuilt her beloved truck.

"I could eat," she replied with caution.

"Awesome!"

Before she knew it they were seated in the only diner in town, ordering food and making small talk.

"So how come you only just moved up here?" Jacob asked with a mouth full of fries. Bella politely looked down at her own plate so as not to stare.

"Well I was living with my aunt and she passed away," she answered.

"Must be weird living with a guy all of a sudden," he said. "Don't know how you're able to eat anything there...Charlie can't cook to save his own life."

"I get by," Bella smiled, thinking of Esme's cooking. She ate a few more bites as Jacob wolfed down the rest of his fries. How did Jacob know her father couldn't cook? It struck her then that this boy probably knew more of Charlie than she did. Her face must have betrayed how she felt because Jacob suddenly gave her a funny look.

"You ok?"

"Mmm," she put on what she hoped passed as a genuine smile. "How...how long have you known Charlie?"

"Gosh, forever," he looked amused. "Well, no...I guess since he moved back here. Like what, eight years ago? Yeah that's it. Him and my old man were buddies for a long time before that. Used to go fishing all the time together. I used to tag along before dad got sick."

So Jacob has known him for as long as Bella didn't. She wasn't sure how to interpret her feelings about that. Fire licked its way up his arms. Bella immediately stamped it down.

"Actually," he grinned. "I think I remember you!"

"Me?" She asked, perplexed. "I was 3 when we moved! How old are you?"

"15," he said evenly and crossed his arms.

"15," she repeated blankly, looking at his broad shoulders. "What do they feed you at home?" She mumbled.

"Bears, mountain lions," he said with a straight face. "But my favorite...little children...dipped in...chocolate pudding...and ICE CREAM!"

Bella stared at him, hiding a grin. "Well I don't have access to bears or lions. But this should help add a few ounces to your biceps."

She tossed him her pudding cup.

"Aww thanks!" Jacob opened it and finished the cup in about two gulps.

Bella chuckled and shook her head. Over the next few minutes they both finished their meals (Jacob finished at least two more) before resuming their conversation.

"How come you don't go to Forks high?" She asked him.

"I go to a more exclusive institution," he said with a smug grin. "Not just anybody can get into the reservation schools. Certainly not your pale tush!"

"Making assumptions, aren't you?"

"Well..." His eyes flicked over her chest clandestinely. It wasn't lost on Bella.

Oh good grief, she thought. Better nip that idea in the bud.

"My pale tush is perfectly happy in Forks," she smiled slyly. "My girlfriend keeps it pretty warm."

Jacob's own smile faltered slightly. "G-girlfriend?"

Bella nodded. Though she wore her smile with what she hoped was full confidence, inside she was nervous. She had never discussed her relationship with anyone outside the Cullen family. It's not like she had any other friends with whom she could gab and gush. Jacob was the first non-vampire Bella felt she could actually talk to and the feeling was...nice.

"Like...girlfriend, girlfriend?"

She nodded again. Bella hoped her instincts about Jacob were correct.

"Hot!"

Bella barked out a laugh. She was right...Jacob was just like Emmett.

"Hey!" Bella yelled as she walked through the Cullens' door. Thanks to Jacob, she had the best afternoon (as good as it can get without her surrogate family anyway) she's had in a very long time. After Jacob got over the initial shock and twinge of disappointment that Bella was taken, he spent an hour grilling her on everything from how she and Rosalie met to, embarrassingly enough, what the sex was like. She could've gotten offended and huffed off indignantly but if she were honest with herself she enjoyed the conversation. It felt good to talk about Rosalie to someone impartial. And while Jacob's willingness to listen probably had a lot to do with his hormones, he did listen. By the time they parted Bella felt at ease enough to promise to meet up again soon and exchange phone numbers. She was even comfortable enough to give him a lift home to La Push.

"Hey Bells!" Emmett shouted as strolled over to greet her. "Missed you toda-oh shit."

The words were no sooner out of his mouth when the rest of the family suddenly appeared in the foyer.

Edward hissed. Rosalie's eyes were much darker than their usual hue. Alice and Jasper hung back but looked uneasy. Only Esme and Carlisle stepped forward calmly but they too, Bella could see, were apprehensive.

"What did you do?!" Rosalie asked venomously.

"What?" Bella asked, befuddled. "Nothing. What's the matter?"

"I think what she's trying to ask," Carlisle interjected, "is did you do anything interesting today? Meet any interesting people?"

Bella looked at him questioningly. "Er, yeah I guess."

She took a step forward. Rosalie flinched and backed away. Bella froze.

The hurt must have been quite evident on her face because Rosalie immediately looked very, very sorry. She rushed to the younger girl and cupped her face in her hands.

"I'm sorry," she whispered. Bella nodded though she noted how hard it appeared for Rosalie to maintain that neutral expression. Something was very wrong here.

"Can you please explain what's going on?" She asked. Bella's insecurities had leaped to the front seat of her mind and were feeding her countless terrible scenarios.

"It's...a vampire thing," Alice spoke up. The rest of the family, and Bella turned to stare at her. She continued on. "When a mate meets someone new or goes to a new location, the smell makes us...a little crazy."

Bella looked at her like she'd grown a second head. She quickly eyed the rest of the family and while their expressions remained unchanged, Bella knew them well enough to sense that something was...off.

"Ok..." she turned to Rosalie, who was going through so many facial expressions Bella could definitely believe she was becoming...crazy indeed. "I ran into the boy who put my truck together. He's a friend of Charlie's. We had lunch in town then I drove him home."

"And where exactly is his home?" Esme asked gently.

"La Push."

Silence. Rosalie exhaled, whatever battle she was fighting internally coming to an end.

"I'm gonna go take a shower," she said. "Why don't you join me, Bella."

Bella turned fifty shades of red. "What?" she stuttered. "Here?"

"Great idea!" Emmett exclaimed. Bella looked at him like he too had lost his mind. But the rest of the family were enthusiastically nodding their heads.

"Come on," Rosalie said briskly and practically dragged her upstairs.

"Nice save, Alice," Jasper whispered.

"This is just fantastic," Edward sneered. "Now she's gonna bring the wolves on our heads!"

"Calm down," Carlisle scolded his son. "That boy hasn't phased yet."

"You can tell?" Alice asked, curious.

"Yes," he sighed. "The smell would be much worse if he had."

"Great," Emmett sighed. "You're not gonna let us warn her are you?"

"We can't," Esme said regretfully. "The treaty is explicit in this regard. We cannot reveal the pack's existence to humans and they cannot reveal ours to anyone outside their pack."

"Screw the treaty!" Emmett nearly shouted, catching himself before he did so Bella wouldn't hear from upstairs. "She hangs out with a baby soon-to-be wolf man then she's in danger."

"She's in danger hanging out with us too," said Carlisle. "I'm sorry Emmett, but that treaty is what's allowing us to stay here without trouble. I won't have us go back on our word."

"She's going to figure it out eventually," Alice interrupted. They all turned to look at her. "No, I haven't seen it," she added. "But Bella's a smart girl. If she can figure out our secret she can certainly deduce theirs."

"And the problems just keep piling up," Edward mumbled. "A human who knows our existence, who has a power that, should the Volturi discover it, will get us all killed, and who now also might start a war with the local shape-shifters."

"Edward, shut up," Alice and Jasper grumbled simultaneously.

Esme tisked at her children.

"Any chance you can install a shower outside the front door?" Emmett asked Esme. It was in jest of course but part of him kind of meant it. That smell made his skin crawl.

"And explain it to Bella, how?" She asked. She ran into the kitchen and came back again a second later.

"Here," she tossed him, and her husband and children each a can of Febreze. "See if these will work on the truck. I'll go wash her clothes."

Jacob was literally rolling on the floor, laughing.

"And they just stood there, gaping at you?" He exclaimed. "After you basically told them they had tiny dicks and didn't know what to do with them?"

Bella laughed too. In retrospect the circumstances that led her to meet Rosalie were pretty bizarre but it was the truth.

"Wait, wait, how's a guy like a snowstorm again?" Jacob asked gleefully.

"You don't know when he's coming, how many inches you'll get, or how long he'll stay," Bella grinned proudly.

"That's priceless," Jacob wiped a tear from his eyes. "So she was the damsel in distress and you came to her rescue?"

Bella snorted. "You call her a 'damsel' to her face she'll probably punch you. I mean it. She's the one that made them run off with their tails between their legs, not me. She's kind of an expert in the death glare."

She recalled all of this fondly. She had no idea then how important that night would be for her. Everything, everything changed. Bella found a family, friendship, love, and a support system that had helped her and was still helping her get through her...issues.

Bella's emotion's must have shown clearly on her face because Jacob grew quiet as he watched her, then said, "you're really in love with her, huh?"

She smiled and nodded.

"Well who can blame you?" He grinned and ducked the light punch Bella threw his way. "Come on, she's hot!"

"What was I thinking, showing you her picture?" Bella mumbled, but secretly she grinned too. Rosalie was a goddess...no point denying that. "Just do me a favor and don't gawk at her if you ever meet her. Or you'll have me to answer to!"

"Yes ma'am," he replied, and she could tell he meant it.

He grew quiet again as he chewed on the last of his burgers. Bella was long finished with hers and she leaned back to admire this quiet, clean little beach she had no idea existed so close to home. Why didn't she, Rosalie and Emmett come here for their vacation? Probably because they'd never let her out of the shower if they had, she thought, rolling her eyes. It was comical at first, but now it was just irritating how they made her take a shower whenever she spent time with Jacob or in La Push. Rosalie's 'vampire thing' was showing no signs of ebbing.

"Can I ask you a personal question?" Jacob asked quietly.

"I'm not giving you details about my sex life," Bella narrowed her eyes.

"So you do have a sex life?" Jacob smiled slyly and Bella punched him again. "Seriously, it's not about that."

"What's up?"

"How come you didn't live with your dad all these years?"

Bella wished she had food left so she could pretend to chew on it as she thought of an answer. Instead she blurted out the first thing that popped into her mind.

"I was kind of a mess when Mom died," she said. "I couldn't deal with other people...and Charlie wasn't able to help me...so he thought it best we split up for a while."

"I don't blame him," she quickly added when she saw how unconvinced Jacob looked. "My aunt was really nice."

"Sorry, Bells," he apologized. "I know he's your dad and all, and he's always been good to me...but that was pretty stupid of him. You lost your mom for crying out loud. Then you had to go and lose your dad too."

Bella sighed. Take out the fire and things looked so simple. Put it back into the equation though...

"It really wasn't all that bad," she whispered.

"My mom died when I was 11," he said, looking down. "It was hard enough without Billy sending me away across the country. Sorry, but if that were me I'd have gone loco. I don't know how you managed."

In an effort to take the focus off of her and Charlie, she asked, "what happened with your mom? If..if you don't mind my asking..."

He shrugged. "Car accident. Pretty bad. Closed coffin and all."

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

He shrugged again. "Shit happens, I guess."

Her phone rang. It was Alice.

"Hi Alice," she responded. Her voice was neutral but she had a sinking feeling she knew what this conversation would be about.

"Bella! Hi! I miss you! Can you stop by the house when you leave? When are you leaving by the way?"

Bella sighed. Time to use the agreed-upon code. "Is this about the bunny rabbit?"

The bunny was Rosalie, or to be more specific, crazy, possessive Vampire Rosalie.

"Yup! She's getting kinda antsy."

"'Kinda antsy?' Jasper muttered nearby. "She punched a hole in the wall..."

"Can't Carlisle give her a tranquilizer or something?" Bella grinned.

Jacob was giving her the queerest looks. "My bunny misses me when I'm gone," she whispered to him. "Goes bat crap crazy actually."

Chuckles reverberated over the phone. Several of them.

"We did everything we could," said Alice. "She just misses her human. So...when are you coming home?"

She sighed. "An hour or so. I trust Emmett can keep her entertained for a while?"

"Oh he tried," Alice's grin was clear even over the phone. "She bit him."

Bella smiled, content and very happy as Rosalie continued to massage the shampoo into her scalp. The reason for her exponential rise in need for showers was ridiculous, Bella still thought, but she couldn't deny that she enjoyed the silver lining...a lot of showers with Rosalie. The shower stall in the shed was tiny compared to the one in Rosalie's bathroom, but there were added benefits to being here that Bella just wasn't ready to experience at the Cullens' house.

She turned around and wiped some suds off of Rosalie's nose before kissing her softly.

"I could get used to this," she whispered. She moved the loofah across Rosalie's back as she sprinkled lingering kisses on her collarbone. Bella's kisses became more heated but Rosalie continued to wash her hair, this time wringing out what was left of the conditioner.

"We're supposed to be getting clean," Rosalie said with smile. "Not dirty."

Bella smirked. She could play this game with her any day of the week, but it was more fun sometimes to dish things out quietly to Rosalie. So she said nothing and continued to lather and be lathered up by her girlfriend, enjoying the simple beauty of running their hands gently all over each others' bodies. This stall was so small but it made everything that much more...intimate.

She gently held her by the back of the neck and moved up to kiss her. Their lips connected for one tiny millisecond before Bella pulled back to add more lotion to her hands. Bella paid particular attention to soaping up Rosalie's breasts, especially the hard (and getting harder) protruding buds. After rinsing them off, Bella once again kissed her way down to each nipple...and once again pulled back after the briefest of connections with her tongue.

Bella thought she saw a tiny scowl on Rosalie's face. "Just making sure you're totally clean," Bella whispered, keeping her expression clear.

Outwardly, Rosalie calmly rinsed off her girlfriend. Inside, Bella knew, was a whole other story. Months of this had taught her exactly how to push Rosalie's buttons.

"Turn around," she said. "There's still some soap on your back."

Rosalie turned around and only then did Bella's face morph into a grin. You're mine now.

There was no remaining soap on either of their bodies. Rosalie probably already knew this as well but just as Bella found it impossible to resist the vampire, so too did the vampire find it impossible to resist her human.

Bella, ever so gently, placed her hands on Rosalie's hips and pulled her girlfriend to her until her back was pressed securely against Bella's breasts. Bella kissed Rosalie's neck and shoulders lovingly, tenderly...and roughly thrust her hips forward.

Rosalie gasped. Bella still said nothing. She leaned her upper body against the tiles of the wall but kept one leg propped up on the wall across from her. Her hands guided Rosalie back to her former position...only this time with the way Bella stood, she was able to slowly and oh so sensually rub her mound directly on Rosalie's backside.

If Rosalie could breathe, Bella was sure she would've stopped by now. But even without the tell-tale human signs of arousal, Bella knew exactly what was happening to Rosalie's body. She twisted herself back and forth against Rosalie, gripping, watching, listening, as the blonde slowly gyrated her bottom against Bella.

"Are you as wet as I am?" Bella whispered in her ear. "Hmm?" She gently licked the back of her ear as she hugged her closer. Her arm extended around the blonde and felt in between her legs.

"You are..." Bella breathed. "My god, you are..."

Bella dipped her fingers through Rosalie's folds, smiling victoriously when she heard her moan. She twisted one of Rosalie's arms back, knowing it wouldn't hurt her, and guided it to her own center.

She moaned in bliss when Rosalie's fingers slid easily inside her. Bella immediately thrust her whole body down hard. Again. And again. And again. Before she knew it she had gotten lost in the moment...and that's when Rosalie struck back.

Rosalie abruptly pulled back and turned them around, pinning the younger girl against the glass door. She growled, loudly, and when Bella looked into her eyes she saw that they were dark with passion and something else.

"Rose?" Bella's worry eased when Rosalie kissed her gently on the lips. She was still in control. But she was also, Bella gulped, in a dangerous, rough kind of mood. Maybe Bella had hit her head earlier or something because she found herself getting more excited the more she glared back at Rosalie.

The only sound in the shed was the water still coming down on top of both of them. But gradually, Bella's heart and breathing grew louder and louder. Rosalie still hadn't moved. She still hadn't said a word. She still held Bella against the glass and her eyes still bore deep into Bella's, unwavering and relentless in their intensity.

Bella knew she lost this little battle for dominance the second she saw Rosalie's eyes. She was no match against those eyes that could instantly produce a river between her legs. Oh well. To the victor belong the spoils.

She managed to untangle her hands from behind her back and cupped Rosalie's cheeks as she inched her head forward.

"You win," Bella whispered. Then in a louder, clearer voice she said, "now fuck me."

It's a good thing she had leaned in before she spoke because if she hadn't she would've certainly gotten a concussion with how hard Rosalie slammed her back against the wall. Her frailty was the last thing on her mind though.

Bella's eyes rolled into the back of her head, literally, and her body went rigid and limp at the same time as Rosalie pounded into her with what she had to assume was her entire fist. Her moans and groans echoed in the small stall and filled the rest of the shed. This was bordering on painful. It was bordering on highly dangerous. But it was also insane and sensual and sexual and Bella loved it. She had never seen Rosalie like this, and as dangerous as she knew this was, she knew she was also massively turned on by it.

"Oh my god, Rose!" Bella screamed. "Yes, fuck yes!"

Bella wrapped her arms and legs around the blonde, letting the crazed vampire support her weight. She yanked Rosalie's hair back so she could see her face. Bella's sweat seemed to overpower the water still raining down on them...the heat emanating from her skin contributing more to the steam building up on the glass than the hot water.

She almost surprised herself when she came. The build up and climax happened nearly simultaneously. Rosalie didn't stop. If anything she moved faster. Again, she felt herself climb over the edge. Again, she screamed in pleasure and release as she bucked uncontrollably. Again, Rosalie continued. By the fourth time Bella's ardent grunts were flowing continuously out of her mouth because it felt like there were no beginnings or endings, no telling where Rosalie started and Bella finished. One more time, Bella felt it start deep within her, another big one.

"Rose," she groaned. "Rose, slow down."

Surprised that that was all it took, Bella sighed in relief when Rosalie complied and touched her gently. Bella still held her tightly, still wrapped herself around her, and she threw her head back and gave in completely to the things Rosalie was making her feel. The wince escaped her lips before she could stop it.

"Did I hurt you?" It was the first time Rosalie had spoken. "Oh god, I'm sorry. Are you ok?"

Bella smiled weakly, happily. "Believe me it's the good kind of hurt," she reassured her. She winked. "If you want to kiss it better I won't stop you though."

Rosalie looked at her, the guilt still clear on her face. "Please don't feel bad," Bella whispered and kissed her. "I enjoyed that. A lot, if you couldn't tell."

The blonde nodded slowly, kissed both of her palms, and gently moved down Bella's body until she fell to her knees. Bella sighed as she felt her mouth on her, and she used the rest of her strength to spread her legs as widely as she could and still be able to stand. As rough as Rosalie had been, that's how sweetly and gently she treated Bella now as her lips and tongue and breath brought her pleasure. Rosalie captured her bundle of nerves between her lips, and the jolt had Bella moaning again and grabbing at Rosalie's hair. It took twice as long to reach her fifth orgasm of the day as it had for the previous frantic four combined, but when it finally hit and Bella looked down to see Rosalie watching her, it was that much sweeter.

Bella finally stopped screaming and held her arms out for Rosalie. They held each other while Bella recovered.

"Next time," Bella panted, "let me reciprocate before you wear me out."

Rosalie didn't respond. Instead she tilted her head to look out to the rest of the shed...and she froze.

"Shit," she whispered.

Bella followed her gaze, which was hard because the glass was pretty foggy and she didn't have vampire eyes. But once her eyes adjusted, there was no mistaking it.

"Shit," Bella agreed, horrorstruck.

Charlie stood in front of the shed's open door, frozen and agape.

Dun dun dun. Another cliffhanger?! Ack, Darcy!

Author's note III: Longest bloody chapter yet. So what do you think of my Jacob? How the Cullens are handling it so far? Rosalie (sigh, oh Rosalie)? There's a little more to this scene than meets the eye. You'll see what I mean in my next Rosalie pov.

Author's note IV: Because I know some people might bring it up as proof that "the relationship won't work!"...Bella doesn't tell Jacob about Emmett also being with Rosalie not because she's embarrassed or possessive or anything like that. She's simply being smart. She knows that this type of relationship is not usually accepted and she won't put herself in a situation she can't back out of until she feels she can trust the person she's talking to, in this case Jacob. It's "coming out" essentially, except with something much more taboo than homosexuality. Gots to trust before she talks.