AN: If u see he or they bold she's referring to Edward of the Cullen's.

Disclaimer: Again I wish, but I don't.

Eleven months had gone by since they had left. I had slowly begun to move on; to the outside world, I was happy again. Charlie no longer looked at me as if he thought I was going to go throw myself off a cliff. I socialized with the kids at school again, and Mike began asking me out again. It was the afternoons and weekends I looked forward to the most, I would drive down to La Push the local Indian reservation and hang out with Jacob and my new group of friends until late in the evening.

One night a couple of months after I had started hanging out with Jake, myself, Jake and a group of kids from school planned to go to the movies (really I only planned it as I didn't want to go on a date with Mike, but had run out of excuses to say no). Most of the kids said no and some were sick with the flu, so it ended up just Jake, Mike and me. This of course led to me stuck in the middle of the two boys fighting to get my attention. Halfway through the movie Mike had bolted out of the movie and spent the remainder of it throwing up in the bathroom. Jake and I had sat outside the bathroom together. He had tried to put his arm around my shoulder, which led to us discussing the way he felt about me. I told him I was not ready for a new relationship and he told me he could wait.

That same weekend I too came down with the flu and spent most of the weekend lying on the bathroom floor. When I was feeling better I rang Jacob, he had begun to look sick on the way home from the movies and when I rang him he still was not feeling better, he told me it was not a stomach flu though, something else. Jacob told me he would ring back when he felt better, but he didn't. Many phone calls later I was told the phone lines in La Push were down, then Jake had mono and I was not to go see him. It continued on like this for awhile, one night Jacob came in to my room through my window, he told me to think about what he had told me the first time we met. That night I dreamt it,

Jacob was a werewolf…

After I had told Jacob of my discovery, he introduced me to the other werewolves and I soon became a part of their group. I enjoyed being around them as they were always doing something funny.

Another problem in my life was a vampire named Victoria. I had met her and her coven when I was with the Cullen's. Her mate James had taken an interest in me when he seen how protective he had been of me. He had killed James to stop James from killing me. For that, Victoria wanted revenge; she had decided that because he had killed her mate, she would kill me. The wolves spent most of their time trying to track her down, after a run in with Laurent the last member of Victoria's coven, who Victoria had sent to see how to get to me, where he had tried to make me a meal and the wolves had killed him.

I slowly wandered along the beach of La Push. Jacob and the other wolves were out following a trail that they hope would lead to Victoria. The sky was gray and a slight breeze swept around me as I made my way to the cliffs I had seen the wolves jump off before. Sitting down under a tree near the edge of the cliff I again began to worry about Jacob and the others, feeling responsible that yet again they were out risking their lives for mine.

'SNAP' I spun around searching for the source of the noise. It had sounded like somebody stepping on a twig.

"Hello?" I called hesitantly; maybe it was just a rabbit, yeah a rabbit. I nervously chuckled to myself and turned back round. I was just being stupid. All this stuff with Victoria had me very jumpy.

"Hello Bella." A babyish, soprano tinkling of a voice called behind me. I froze, took a deep breath and slowly turned around.

"No…" I breathed "no…" an evil grin appeared on her face.

"Yes" she said as I stared into the face of my vampire stalker. Victoria had found me…