Shouldabeenblonde- Yes, yes it is. But family conquers all! And yeah it was part of the reason he ignored the calls. Jake went…somewhere. I agree, I hatehatehatehatehate Bella/Jacob. But don't worry I will rectify the situation between them by the end of this fic. And your right, it doesn't work but Bella is stupid, insecure, and a ho so she doesn't mind. Also he did it just to shut her up I think. Exactly! And I have to say thank you because that comment about her eating glue in the corner made me laugh soo hard. I believe it! Another thing didn't Bella like…live in Arizona where its hot? So how the hell is she so damn pale? She's like…dead. Thanks for reading :)

Inosolan- thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed! And I aim to make her as revolting as she truly is inside :)

Fainting Maid- Indeed I did :). I love that you enjoy the story! Stuff happens if and when Jake finds Leah though

Tara Maria- He did. He's a good little brother isn't he? I pity Leah as well. She has some problems. And yes, yes she does. I think every time Bella says something it'd just be better for everyone if she shutup.

Captain Spockette- Not ew. Seth deserves someone to love. He's just such a great kid. Well I don't know what to tell you. If you don't like it you don't really have to read it. I happen to like OC's. besides they're not even that big a deal to comment that you hate that I made them. And yeah the pack is def upset. Its cause Leah was like a family member to almost all of them, people on the Rez are either really close or they really hate each other. And no, Leah will never be a wolf in this story. Yes, Seth misses and loves his big sister but he also kinda wants what'll make her happy. And he feels that if her never coming back makes her happy he will just have to grit his teeth and bear it. He's a wolf silly, an alpha. That's how he moves so fast. But yeah…Bella def is a whore and everyone on the Rez like…hates her.

SashaFierce12.0- I'm back and ready to go, haha! Um…well…I guess we'll just have to see if Leah ever gets back to the Rez. He is though. He's paranoid, worried sick and everything in between for Leah.

Brankel1- Thanks :) I hope they do too kinda. Things are never the same without Leah.

Saddlebrat- thank you! I'm glad you like the story and I'm sorry that I never update soon enough…

Diiiiiiie- thanks! I'm glad you enjoy it.

Lj- here you go..

Finding You
Chapter 3

Jacob tore through the woods with pure anger pulsing through his veins. This was all Isabella's fault. If she'd just kept quiet about the day spa he wouldn't have had to go straight to the Elders and the Recreation Center would be up and running by now! And Seth. The stupid little ingrate was lucky Jacob didn't want to upset Leah. That is if he didn't hinder his ability to even find her! Jacob was no fool; his only mistake was allowing Seth to go off alone.

From the moment Seth phased Jacob had been nothing but patient and courteous to the little brat. He'd shown immense favoritism towards Seth, never doling out punishment even when the kid screwed up bad enough to justify a mauling. All for Leah. Because Jacob knows how close he is to his sister. If he was terrible to Seth then not only would he not have permission to be with Leah via Seth (because as far as blessings go Leah wouldn't regard her father's), Leah would hate and possibly kill him.

All Jacob had asked in return was for Seth to help him find her and bring her home. And what does he do? He disobeys a direct 'request'. Leaping from the cover of the bushes he'd been hiding behind Jacob pounced upon the car he'd been searching for. Seth looked up at him through the sunroof and calmly pulled over. Seth knew he'd have to deal with the consequences of not retrieving his sister. Jacob could have quite a temper. But even with this knowledge he felt uneasy. His loyalty was contradicting, but no matter what Leah was…is his sister and would always take precedence.

"Jacob-" Seth began, but Jacob gave him a sharp glare and let a snarl rip through his chest.

"Phase." His alpha command, an authority he rarely ever used, was gruff and angry. Angrier than Seth had assumed, but he didn't care. Leah's happiness meant more than anything Jacob could ever do to him.

Either way Seth did as he was told. Jacob said nothing as he carefully shifted through Seth's mind. He sorted past assorted thoughts of video games and Catalina until he found the memory he was looking for. Him seeing Leah. Jacob was struck so hard by just seeing her again, even if only in Seth's perspective, the air was literally swooped out of his lungs. Jacob nearly yowled and whimpered. He coughed it away just in time.

Though it was hard, Jacob tuned in to the details Seth had not managed to focus in on due to the fray of chaos with his emotions and thoughts that finding his sister had managed to produce within him. Got it. Texas. Leah was in Humble, Texas. God, Seth had even hopped on the god damn train with her. But he still hadn't brought her home. How fitting that she'd end up in a place simply know for its sense of kin and community, in that order.

Phasing once more and dragging Seth by his ear, literally, Jacob made it back to his house from the highway where he'd stopped Seth in record time. Shoving Seth into the adequately sized house where Paul and Jared already lay in wait, Jacob dashed to his room.

"There you are babe!" Isabella squealed, appearing from the bathroom. "Omg! What the hell is like going on? And who's this Leah that Embry told me about?" her voice was laced with venomous loathing.

"Leah is my business. My business doesn't concern you." he replied curtly as he brushed past her.

He rifled through his closet until he found something suitable. A suit, not too formal, not too casual, perfect. Jacob could hear Isabella babbling in the background but he couldn't be bothered. He felt bad for mistreating her so rudely, but if she knew she'd understand. This was the closest they had ever come to finding Leah! His heart was pounding at the mere thought of seeing her again. Looking at pictures of her wasn't the same, they were never enough.

He needed to see her. To inhale her beautiful scent–lavender mingled with the woods that had surrounded her childhood home. He needed to hear her voice as she playfully argued with Seth, laughed with her friends, or talked to her dad. He needed to be able to drop by her house and smell whatever she'd burnt at the time, laugh at her cooking skills, and eat the charred food anyway–to make her feel better. He needed to be able to engulf her in a bear hug as she slapped him away for wrinkling her clothes. He needed his Leah.

"Hey, I'm heading out to the market. Need anything?" Kennedy popped her head into Leah's room. Leah turned towards her pseudo-roommate and smiled. Leah could use a few things. She needed some more supplies. Leah did plan on staying longer, but for when she did eventually choose to leave she wanted to be fully prepared. Leah nodded.

They walked to the market in companionable silence for a few seconds until Kennedy got antsy. She couldn't keep still, much less quiet, for too long a time. Leah learned within two minutes of meeting the girl. She rattled off about her life since entering the shelter, how she got there, who she liked, who she disliked, and how many jobs she'd had since coming there. The old woman was really serious about the girls getting jobs, Kennedy explained.

Leah nodded along at the right moments even though her mind was four thousand miles away. She couldn't help but think that Kennedy reminded her of her best friend back home, Maya. She missed her more than words could describe. Leah wondered where she was, how she was doing, if Maya ever got into the colleges she wanted, and who she was with. Maya was really pretty from what Leah remembered, she was never single long.

Kennedy patted Leah on the shoulder as she went to find the manager's office. Apparently she only needed to come to the market to see if she could find a job here. Leah nodded once more before they parted ways. She strolled aimlessly down the aisles, picking up fruit here, meat there. She was still thinking about Maya, but that soon turned into her thinking about Seth again. Her mind had hardly left him since she saw him. He looked so different. So…old.

Just as she was about to exit another aisle she bumped into what felt like a brick wall. She heard a grunting noise and papers flew everywhere.

"I'm so so sorry, sir." Leah blurt out before dropping on her knees and scrambling to gather the papers together without really looking at them.

"It's fine, just – have you seen this girl?" his voice was like velvet and he was being really cool about her klutziness.

Normally if something like this ever happened to her, it rarely did, the other person would be yelling or complaining or scoffing or rolling their eyes. Rude really. But he wasn't. Leah glanced up, swishing her bangs out of her face in the process.

She studied the paper he held in front of her for a few seconds before her breath hitched in her throat. She slowly dragged her eyes away from the paper that held a picture of her beaming sixteen year old self. Her eyes locked onto the elusively bone-chilling black eyes of Jacob Ephraim Black, Chief of the Quileute Tribe.

Leah bolted upright and tried to run but he was infuriatingly quick. His large, yet somehow elegant, hand clasped firmly around her wrist, securing her in place.

"Leah." He growled. His voice was hoarse, guttural, and animalistic. He had a primal look in his eyes, one that sent shivers down her spine. It gave her all the more reason to run away from him.

She tugged away at her arm, hoping to somehow break free. She couldn't. He wouldn't let her. He'd just found her and he was blown away. The air had been knocked out of his lungs. It was all he could to do force out her name. She looked so fragile and afraid of him. His heart clenched at the thought and without really thinking about it he loosened his grip on her wrist. She broke free when he loosened up.

He didn't really notice, he was too busy thinking lethal thoughts about the unnecessarily strong feelings he was emitting upon seeing Leah. Why did he even care so much? She was a good person, nice friend, beautiful, but there was something a little special about her it seemed, because this had never happened. There were many beautiful, nice girls on the Rez, but none of them made him feel like Leah did. It upset him. Jacob let out a frustrated sigh, at least he hadn't imprinted on her. Jacob's attention was drawn back to Leah only when she delivered a beautifully executed uppercut to his jaw. He blinked at her and noticed that not only had she just tried to hurt him, she had been yelling at him.

"-a monster! You nearly killed my fucking boyfriend and would-be fiancé! You're nothing but a monstrous, beastly demon-wolf. I hate you." her words cut him deep but Jacob couldn't help but notice that she was just standing there, breathing heavily. She wasn't running or…moving for that matter. She was probably waiting for him to respond. When he didn't she continued. "I don't want anything to do with you, La Push, or your little cult or gang or…or…whatever!"

"Seth does too, Leah. Now, come. We'll go retrieve your things, get you your plane ticket, and trust me that once we sit down to talk, things will become clearer. Things will begin to make sense, Leah."

The way her name rolled off his tongue angered her. It was as if he thought it belonged there. Well, it didn't. But something he said stopped her from walking away to prove that she was done. Seth does too, Leah. Was Sethy a monster too? Her sweet, innocent, perfect little brother? No. it couldn't be. What had Jacob done to him? She felt an overwhelming urge to go with him…just to check on Seth.

It wasn't like he was reading her mind so much as he body language. The second he uttered Seth's name he knew that Leah was finally his. He'd captured her once and for all, because he'd make damn sure she never ran away again. If she did, those at fault would find themselves in a very dangerous position.

He tested the waters with her by coming closer to her. She made a sound of disgust as she grimaced at him. Should she go with him? Yes, she decided. She had to see Seth. Just one more time. She'd see Seth, catch up with him, wish him the best, make sure he knows that she'll always love him to death, and leave again. Of course leaving would be harder than last time, but she was determined on escaping La Push again. She couldn't handle it anymore. She wasn't conditioned to deal with La Push, its people, its secrets.

"Take me to Seth." She didn't ask. She demanded. This made Jacob grin in delight. His heart fluttered against his ribcage. She was a delight. He'd missed her bluntness. Isabella was full of insinuations as she tip-toed around telling or asking him something. Jacob noticed that she didn't care about hearing what he had to say, but he didn't mind. As long as he would be taking her home, he was happy. He offered her his hand. She blinked at it, shaking her head no. Leah refused to take his hand. She didn't want to touch, think, look, or even breathe near him. But she had no choice. He'd take her to see Seth.

"Leah…" shivers rolled through her once more. To make them stop she took his hand. Electricity shot up her arm, making her feel nauseous. Jacob felt the electricity as well, but it only served to stir feelings of elation in him. Whatever was between Jacob and Leah made them feel strongly. Whether it made them overjoyed, like Jacob, or ill, like Leah.

Leah wasn't regretting her decision one bit. Jacob remained silent in the seat beside her and she was glad. She'd said goodbye to Kennedy, left some money for Hope (she didn't ask too many questions about where it had come from), took her things and let Jacob whisk her away to the airport.

They were flying first class, something entirely new to Leah. She'd never been on a plane before, let alone first class. It would be exciting if the trip she was making wasn't so stomach churning.

Jacob resisted the urge to talk to her. He knew she needed time for some things to sink into her head. Jacob also knew that Leah wasn't as fond of him as she used to me. Before she ran they had been friendly towards one another. A smile here. A nod there. Friendly. But now she couldn't stand to be within thirty feet of him and it made him uneasy. He didn't like it.

For the third time the stewardess came over to check on them. Leah scoffed as her upper lip curled in distaste. Did women always act like this around him? Pathetic.

"Ma'am, I'm going to have to ask you to get your damn breasts out my face." Leah grouched when the stewardess leaned over her a bit to hand Jacob an unasked for drink.

Leah hadn't meant to come off so rude and blurted out a small apology a few seconds later. She didn't know what had happened, the woman had just been annoying her so much. The woman didn't reply to her apology, she barely nodded as she scurried away. Leah sank further into her seat.

Jacob was grateful that Leah had gotten the desperate woman away from him, but was saddened that it seemed to upset her, the unknown feelings brewing just beneath her stubborn surface. She was jealously possessive of Jacob, she just didn't know why or how or even when she started to feel like that.

Leah felt odd. It hadn't bothered her when girls on the Rez gushed about Jacob and how lucky she was to be able to have him. Everyone on the Rez knew about the betrothal somehow, or if they didn't they simply noticed the way Jacob gravitated towards Leah when she was around. But still, it hadn't bothered her. Not even when she was glared at in the halls by some bottle blonde hoping that she could melt Leah so she could have Jacob to herself. She was…jealous? Gross.

Jacob took her hand in his. But to his delight, and surprise, she didn't pull away or yell at him or flinch. She secured her hand further into his and squeezed tight.