A/N: Sorry for taking 2 months to update. It started as writers block and then real life got in the way. Sorry! This specific chapter should be rated M, not for lemons (I think I would ruin it for you all if I tried to write them…it wouldn't be pretty…suggestions on how I could do this better???), but for language the 'B' word is used a few times. My sincerest apology if this offends anyone. Please Please Please Please Read and Review. I need your comments!!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight unfortunately.

Chapter Three:

Bella knew it would be a bad day when she woke up the next morning to rain clouds. She groaned aloud as she lay in bed with the covers up to her chin wishing she could stay in her warm bed all day. She glanced at the clock and knew that if she planned on being to work on time, she would have to suck it up and get out of bed. Coffee she thought, I need coffee. A Starbucks Carmel Latte sounds amazing. Crap. They don't have a Starbucks here. What kind of a town doesn't have a Starbucks? With that she grudgingly tossed the covers off of herself and slide out of bed. Slipping on her silk robe and a pair of slippers she didn't even bother to check her reflection as she headed down the stairs to the kitchen, praying all the while that Mrs. Billows was a coffee drinker and would have some brewing by now.

As she escalated down the stairs she began to hear voices, "The radio station predicts about 2 inches today," said a voice that sounded as if it could be Mrs. Billows, "you think that will push the harvest back?"

Bella's heartbeat quickened at the sound of the familiar velvety voice, "No, today is the only day it's supposed to be like this. The rest of the week should be bright and sunny! Emmet wasn't going to start harvesting until end of next week, so I'm sure it will be dry by then."

"Well that's wonderful!" Mrs. Billows exclaimed, "I'm glad this gloomy weather isn't going to put a damper on the harvesting season, its such a beautiful time."

"It's a busy time too," Edward replied.

Mrs. Billows nodded her head as she said, "I wonder if I should go wake Bella up it's getting awfully late."

Upon hearing this Bella made some noise so that it would sound like she was coming down the stairs and walked into the kitchen. "Good morning," she said smiling.

"Oh well good morning dear!" Mrs. Billows replied, "I was just debating weather or not to come get you."

"Yeah," Edward added with a coy smile, "its almost as if heard exactly what she said."

Bella's head snapped up at this and she replied, " I felt my nose itch." (A/N: I'm assuming you've all heard the myth that whenever your nose itches it means that someone is talking about you)

"Well," Edward said as he got up from the table where he had been seated, "I guess I should be heading out. I still need to feed the cows."

"But you haven't eaten anything yet!" Mrs. Billows exclaimed.

"You know I'd stay if I could," Edward explained, "but I really only stopped to make sure that Ms. Swan was settled in and you didn't need any help moving anything."

"Alright," Mrs. Billows said giving a fake pout, "but since your missing breakfast you'll have to let me cook you supper."

Edward smiled, "I think I can do that."

"Good, and tell Jasper he is expected to be here too," Mrs. Billows said.

"I'll tell him," Edward said with a laugh as he headed towards the door.
"Its nice to see you again Bella."

It almost seemed as if he had gone when he peaked his head around the doorframe and added, "Oh and I'd fix that hair before I left for work if I were you."

Bella's eyes widened in shock that he would comment on such a thing. She discreetly glanced at her reflection in the microwave and was embarrassed that she had allowed him to see her like that. Her hair, having been in a bun the night before, was now half in a bun and half loose around her neck and her bangs were as wild as they possibly could be.

Bella blushed as she took down what was left of her bun and assembled a new one.

Chuckling, Mrs. Billows responded, "Never mind him dear, he was just teasing you. Now how about a cup of coffee?"

"That would be amazing," Bella said graciously accepting the mug handed to her.

"So how was your first Iowa night?" Jasper greeted her as she walked into the office later that morning.

"Well the night was great, I can't say so much about this morning though," Bella replied.

Jasper gave her a bewildered look, "What do you mean?" He asked.

Bella's answer was short and simple, "Rain, I hate the rain."

Jasper replied, "Yeah well its not supposed to stay this way much longer…"

"I know," Bella interjected, "the radio station predicted, two inches, and then the rest of the week is supposed to be sunny and clear!"

Jasper smiled, "Yep. Hmm…are you sure you've never lived the farm life before?"

"I'm sure."

"Oh well," Jasper shrugged. "So did you get the chance to call Rosalie?"

"I'm afraid not," Bella explained, "un-packing took a little longer than expected. But was planning on doing that this morning."

"Great, I'll let you get to it then," Jasper said as he gave Bella one last smile, turned and walked back into his office.

Bella was grinning as she opened the door to her new office. My very own office, she thought. She threw her purse on her desk and sat down in the computer chair that served as her desk chair. She reached over to the Apple desktop computer and turned it on. Just as she was about to check her e-mail she heard a knock on the door.

"Come in!" She called.

As the door opened Bella saw a dark brown head of hair appear to be peaking through the opening, soon a tall male body followed. "Ms. Swan I wanted to introduce myself. I'm Jacob Black your fellow field reporter."

Bella, already on her feet, stuck out her hand across the desk, "Its wonderful to make your acquaintance Mr. Black."

Jacob laughed as he shook her hand, "Please, Jake will be fine."

Bella smiled, "Well in that case I insist that you call me Bella."

"You'll quickly learn that informalities are pretty much taken for granted out here in the rugged country," Jake informed her. "Even in the schools many of the students call their teachers by their first names."

"I'll be sure to keep that in mind."

"Ok well I'm sure you want to get situated so I'll let you get to it. If there's anything at all that you need I'm the first door to your left. There's a sign on my door if you get lost," Jake winked.

"Thank you I'm sure I'll be seeing you later," Bella said courteously.

"Yeah and one more little heads up, I'm pretty sure there's a little office getting to know you party later this morning… but I didn't tell you that," Jake said.

Bella began to panic, Oh no I hate parties, especially ones for me. I'll make a complete fool out of myself! What a way to start a new job. "Really that's not necessary."

Jake held up his hands as if he were surrendering, "Hey don't shoot the messenger, I didn't plan it. I just thought you might want to be prepared. Although you haven't done anything to make Tanya mad yet so you should be safe from her and everyone else is pretty much harmless. "

"Tanya?" Bella said confused. "She's the other field reporter right?"

"Yep, and I don't' think I've thanked you yet for taking this job and unknowingly agreeing to share in my pain. It's been her and I for years, she was starting to drive me nuts. One minute she's screaming at me for 'stealing her story' and the next she's filtering with me. She's crazy but really good at what she does."

"So I should be afraid of her flirting with me?" Bella joked.

"I think you should be safe," Jake said with a laugh, "But who knows how desperate she is so I'd still keep an eye open. No, seriously just try and stay on her good side and you'll be fine."

"Thanks for the advice," Bella said as she sat back down hoping Jake would get the clue that it was time for him to leave.

Which he did and replied, "K well I'd better go think about getting to work. But remember, I didn't tell you anything."

"Huh? You told me something? Strange I can't remember what it was." Bella said with a smile.

"Good girl," Jake replied as he left and closed the door behind himself.

As soon as the door was shut Bella let out a large sigh it seemed like she had been holding throughout the whole conversation. As she did this her mind wandered back to the last party that had been held in her honor. This one hosted by her best friend Alice was for Bella's 21st birthday. Alice had wanted this milestone birthday to be perfect, it unfortunately was one of the worst birthdays Bella had ever had. It was just two weeks ago…

**Flashback**

"Bella!! Baby!!" James exclaimed as he staggered over to the bar where Bella and Alice were chatting with some college friends. He wrapped his arms possessively around Bella from behind and tried to cup her breasts.

Embarrassed, Bella pushed his hands away and tried to ignore him.

James wasn't even fazed by this.

"So how's my lovely bitch this evening?" James slurred as he tried again to wrap his arms around her.

This time Bella shoved him harder and slid off her bar stool, "James."

"Oh you want to play rough baby? Oh you don't know what you're asking for!"

"James please don't make a scene," Bella begged as she tried to pry herself out of his arms.

Soon she felt another set of small hands pry her body away from James's large arms. "James," Alice said in a very demanding tone. "As the host of this party, I don't remember inviting you and as Bella's best friend I won't stand for anyone bringing her down on her birthday. I think its time for you to leave."

"What did you just say to me bitch?! Bella is my fiancé if you don't recall, her parents gave her to me, not you so I suggest you back off!" James exclaimed as he tried again to take a hold of Bella's wrist.

Unfortunately for him Alice was too quick and she shoved Bella behind her before James could get to her.

"I don't think you understand what I just said to you."

"Oh I understand perfectly, Unfortunately I don't think you're intelligent enough to comprehend what I just said to you. So I'll repeat it, leave Bella alone."

James let out a sting of words that he thought described Alice but Bella don't quite hear them. She was too caught up in the look on James' face. A look she'd seen before, that look that had been given to Mike right before James killed him right in front of Bella.

"Alice stop!" Bella exclaimed. "Its fine. I'm fine. Everyone here is fine. But you're right. I think its time for James and I too leave. Thank you so much! My party was great. I'll call you tomorrow ok?"

James gave Alice a satisfied glare.

Alice caught Bella's hand as she turned back the bar stool to retrieve her coat and purse. "Bella you can't possibly be thinking I'm going to allow you to go home with him do you?"

Bella gave Alice a smile she knew Alice would see as fake, "Look at how drunk he is Alice. He'll crash before anything can happen. He'll be out until morning. I'll be fine. I promise. I'll call you when I get home ok?"

Alice gave her a look that told Bella she didn't believe her, "Ok, but its 3 in the morning now, if you don't call before 8 I'm calling the cops. "

Alice didn't need to call the cops. But Bella also wasn't correct in her assumption either. James defiantly didn't fall asleep as quickly as she thought.

**End Flashback**

Bella had to wipe a tear from her cheek as she forced that memory to the back of her mind. Thinking of James wouldn't help her now. She had a new life to start. It's strange how when she thought of her new life, a certain bronze haired man came to mind.

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