Sorry it took so long. Finals are going on now and I have to push up my grade so I'm not kicked out of honors. Also I got writers block but it all came back after I read 'Never Too Late' by spiritmccinnamon. Check it out; it's pretty awesome. Anyways, this chappy is in the ever awesome Jacobs POV. Review, I need inspiration! Oh and thanx to ya'll that put me on Story Alert!

Music for the chapter: Daniel Bedingfield- If Your Not the One & David Archuleta- Crush

Disclaimer- I own Gabrielle only. No Jacob *tear*.

My Moon

Jacob POV

3 years. 3 years I've been gone. Running away from the skeletons in my closet. I'm back now though. Back home to my family, my friend, and my 'brothers'. I'm scared to go home through. I mastered phasing and self control but I'm still wild; lost to my inner wolf. I hear words but I can't really understand. My appearance is probably another story. I haven't phased to my human self in over a year; it was too much pain, so now I'm sure I look like the monster that I am. It's not my looks that are keeping me from going home, though. Who says I'm welcome into LaPush anymore? Who says that my family, friends, 'brother' will even accept me again? I'm a coward, runaway, failure, disgrace to the Black name. So that's why now in I'm La Push running around the cliffs to clear my head and hide my scent from the pack.

…Cliffs…

Before I could stop it painful images of her coursed through my mind. All the things we've been through. All the memories we've shared. Everything flashed through my mind like a tortuous nightmare. I stopped my running so that maybe the images would go away. No such luck. They got worse and I began to whimper. I run into a tree to make physical pain instead of focusing on my breaking heart. The tree was what stopped it. Even though I have awesome self control my nightmares still somehow leak through.

My attack on the tree must have scared off all the animals because it was completely silent. I focus on my surroundings using my wolf hearing and finally I heard something. Crashing waves, a heart that wasn't mine and… sobbing? The sound tore at my heart and destroyed my insides. I withered from a pain so immense that I couldn't even cry out. Then I instantly phased; something that has never happened without my consent before. The sobbing quieted down but it's still tearing at my heart. Curiosity killed the cat but since I'm not a cat I pulled on my shorts and crept out of the bush. At the edge of the cliff a lone girl lay withering on the ground. Is she ok? Is she hurt? How can I make her feel better? Who did this to her? I landed on that one and began to shake. I'd kill anyone who touched this precious girl. I walked right up to her and stopped, checking every inch of her with my eyes to see if she's ok. Why isn't she moving? Can't she tell I'm right here? Maybe she can't move; maybe she's stuck; maybe-she cuts off my mind rant by shooting up into a sitting position. I freeze as she scans me curiously. Of course I would forget what I look like. I did take a swim in the Quillayute River so I shouldn't be too bad. Her eyes slowly take in my huge nearly 7 foot form until she falls on her back. I go to reach out to her when her still traveling gaze reaches my eyes.

Then everything stops. Every emotion that I had flashed across my features. Shock. Excitement. Anger. Hurt. Sadness. Heartbreak. Guilt. Acceptance. Fear. Love.

She is still frozen while stares in my eyes so I take in her form. Gorgeous. She's like my opposite; my moon. A tiny little thing but with muscles and womanly curves. She has bronze sun kissed skin but it's a little pale. Maybe she is sick. Her hair is thick, black, and wavy pulled up into a ponytail on her head. Her features look…. exotic kind of. She has a small baby fact to go with her muscle and curves, full pouty lips, a pixie pointy nose, small ears and the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen in my life. With her tan skin her eyes just pop; you're immediately attracted to them. There big, but not freakish so, and almond shaped in a startling shade of green. I can get lost in those eyes. Those eyes. Every time I look in them I get a shock. But in those eyes I see they are bloodshot for her crying and my face falls to think of how she is sad of hurt or something other than happy. I carefully take a step forward with my hand outstretched worriedly. Then, still on her position on the floor she starts gasping. Is she scared of me? Dumb question; of course she's scared of me. I'm a monster, an animal, wild.

But then, as I'm turning away, I hear the most beautiful thing in my world. Her voice.

"Whoa" she says breathlessly in shock. The sound of her voice is beautiful; like a baby giggling of bells. Not bloodsucker bells but… I can't even explain it. I turn back and peer at her. I see she's anticipating something. Oh, maybe I should speak. I open my mouth to say something. All that comes out of my mouth is a couple grunts and coughs. I clear my throat and try again with little victory. This time I make an embarrassing "uhhh" sound. I clamp my mouth shut and look at my feet. 'I'm so embarrassed' I think to myself. I feel the blush staining my dark cheeks. I thought that I would be able to say something but I guess I thought wrong.

"It's ok" my angel coos as she straightens herself and calmly creeps forward. I sink onto my butt and cross my legs Indian style. (A/n-HAHA;P) She gives me a hesitant look. I guess she really is scared of me. She continues her movement and sinks into her butt and replicates my stance on the ground.

"Hello" she says to me like a scared, hurt animal. Like I care though. I'd be anything for that voice, whoa, when did I get so whipped. I'm sounding more and more like Sam and Jared. They'd surely get a laugh if they heard about this.

If they even accept me anymore. How could I forget that? They would probably attack at any sight of a coward like me. I shouldn't even be here. What made me dumb enough to go back? I'm broken out of my dark trance when a cold, fragile hand grasps mine. I look down at our interlocking fingers. A perfect fit. A sharp intake a breath from my little angel makes my eyes snap up to hers. Only, she isn't looking at me; she's looking at our hands like I was a moment ago. I study her expression as her shocked gaze takes in our hands. Her eyes slowly lift to mine and we connect with a flow of realization.

"A perfect fit" she whispers softly, tearing up. Without thinking I pull her softly into my arms. She complies with no hesitation. Cradling her tiny womanly form I gently rock her like my mother used to while she violently sobs into my chest. Breaking my heart.

I don't remember how long she cries until she quiets down. I glance down at her from their spot on the sunset. I jump as I se she is staring at me looking dazed. Knowing I cant talk I give her a questioning stare back. She immediately flushes and looked down. Nuh uh, I'm not having any of that. I lightly grab her chin, tilting her head up to face mine and give her an encouraging smile. I can't help letting my love for this unknown girl creep into my eyes. She gasps again and right then I notice exactly how close we are. My eyes travel up from her mouth to those beautiful eyes and I instantly get lost. We move our faces simultaneously closer and lean our heads in. Her eyelids lightly droop and close but mine stay open watching, gazing as her face gets closer to mine. Right when her lips are a breath away from mine an earsplitting alert howl pierces the air. My angel doesn't mind it but I surely do. They aren't exactly close but they can be in no time. Without thinking I shoot up into a crouch and growl looking around franticly as if something around me can solve my problem.

"What is it?" my angel shouts alert also. Another howl pierces the air closer to up but this one warning. As if she can tell my angel shrieks lightly and clasps onto my arm. I look down to see that she the fear in her eyes and the worry. I have to protect her. I grip her around the waist and lift her into my arms. I shift to carry her bridal style is I shoot into the woods and away from the pack, running faster than I ever have in my life I jump through gaps in trees and dodge stray branches still trying to focus both on my grip and her. My angel quickly grasps my neck and buries her head into my shoulder. I have to get outside of the territory before they can catch up to me. I have to get her away and safe. I have to protect her; my imprint.

Suddenly a figure comes out of the thick brush on my right and rams into me like a fright train. It caught me on surprise meaning that it rammed so hard into me that I lost my grip on my angel. She flew from my hands and hit her back onto a tree and fell into a heap on the ground unconscious. I got the same treatment but because of my size I smashed through a few trees. I fall to the ground but land in a crouch, on the balls of my feet, shake myself off, and stand. Looking around I see that I am surrounded by four bloodsuckers.

That's what the wolves are after! Not me and my angel…..

My angel…. Where is she? Oh no, the tree. I run through the group of suckers fighting to get my way through. I'm not as strong as I am wolf but when I get to her I can't risk grabbing her with my teeth. A big burly bloodsucker backhands me while I'm distracted by two others and I go flying again into another tree and hit the ground. Right next to my angel.

I turn my head and look at her. My whole body hurts but is replaced with fear as I see red dripping from her head. Before the leaches could notice it, multiple howls break the silent air. Their heads rip around to the source of the noise. I take there distraction to my advantage by gathering up my imprint and running with her limp body in my arms. I don't know how long I run but I keep going until La Push is far behind and the leech scent is far gone. Coning across a quiet meadow I slow my pace and check my surroundings. The sun is now fully gone and a full moon hangs mysteriously in the sky. The moon casts a strange light on the meadow making everything glow. (A/N- not the Avatar type of glow) I get sort of an eerie feeling; not like being watched or something dangerous just… it's like I'm supposed to be here. I look down at my imprint, still lying limp in my arms. Her heartbeat is still going strong and her breathing is even and heavy. The blood has stopped falling from the cut on her head a while ago but the blood traveled down the side of her neck to her chest. I walked into a cave beside the stream and took out some cloth from my pocket. Laying her gently down I dart back out to the stream to wet the cloth. When I get back to her I quickly wipe her blood from her head and neck before it can reach her shirt and necklace. I never really noticed she had one because I was so lost in her eyes. Come to think of it the charm has the exact same stone as her eyes. I gently lift it with my pointer and index finger and bring it close to my face for closer inspection. Twisting it to the back I see two words written in italics.

To Gabrielle

So that is my angel's name. Gabrielle. Beautiful just like the holder of that name. Just thinking about the word makes my heart skip a couple of beats. I gaze down lovingly at her and bring her further into a cave where a set a small fire and curl up beside her. I didn't sleep even if I could. I just kept reciting that beautiful name over and over again like a prayer until I could say it perfectly. The only word I could say.

Gabrielle. My imprint. My heart. My love. My life. My moon.

Pheww! WOW, Jacob Black. That's all I have to say about that. So there you have it peoplez. Chapter 4 of the Perfecto Memorio. LOL. Sorry again that it took so long but I'm still in high school and finals KILL me! Anyways, please review; I don't have any and I really like when it lights up and says 'reviews' next to my story. Add some suggestions. Say if you like it. Simple. Heck you could even ask me to read another story that you just absolutely adore. I'll definitely check it out 4 u. ANYWAYS… thanx for reading and REVIEW!

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