Rogue12158

Finding Someone

Final Chapter

Okay, people. This is it! I'm not quite sure that I should expect glomps or pitchforks but either way, this is the last chapter.

Sorry about the painfully long hiatus! Please review!

!!!ENJOY!!!

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Jacob's POV

Well, that was only slightly awkward... I thought sarcastically to myself.

I knew the meeting between Bella and Avery wouldn't go completely smooth, but I had never seen any two people so uncomfortable. Heck, I probably looked more at ease standing next to Edward than Bella next to Avery.

But it was nice seeing her and Quil, though.

Yes, Embry was technically there, but his eyes were too glued to Avery's friend, Sarah, for him to notice anything... His pants could light on fire and he—more than likely—wouldn't notice.

The awkwardness was only made worse when we headed to Bella's truck. You see, there wasn't enough room in the cab of Bella's truck for six people, let alone half of those being werewolves. It just couldn't happen. So the girls were to take the cab, with Quil, Embry, and I taking the trunk... This was going to work out fabulously.

"So, what'd I miss?" I asked Quil, ignoring Embry whose eyes were starting to turn red from lack of blinking and the wind in his face.

"To tell the truth, nothing. Not a god damned thing has happened. It pretty boring," He replied, sighing and putting his head down.

"Has Claire gone home with anymore colorful words added to her vocabulary." Emily had banned Quil from seeing Claire for a week after she came home saying the word 'shit' after falling on the stairs.

Quil glared at me for a second before responding. "Go die in a hole."

"What? Am I now undeserving of a ditch? I'm insulted."

He punched my shoulder and said, "Good. You should be."

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Avery's POV

You know, it's times like these that I wish I could whistle. Maybe that could break the ice... Or at least keep me entertained.

Sarah was absolutely no help. She just kept glancing back at one of Jacob's overly large friends.

Bella's a nice person, it was easy to tell, but what was also easy to tell was that she wasn't a big talker. Neither was I, but it was an extremely awkward silence.

I looked out a window, trying to decipher how far we were from Forks, to no avail. I tilted my head back onto the head rest of my seat.

Were gonna be here forever!!

It was just really surreal. From the small things that Jacob has said about the girl next to me, he sounded like he was once a jilted lover. Not that I really liked to think about any past relations Jacob may or may not have had.

And nothing was more awkward than sitting next to the ex.

I decided to break the ice, seeing as Sarah refused to run the interference all best friends are trained to do.

"So, Bella, what's Forks like?"

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Jacob's POV

I looked over to the front seat of the truck, wanting to see how Bella and Avery were getting along.

They were talking to each other. Although neither looked particularly comfortable, but there were trying, and that's all a guy can ask for.

"Jeez, Embry! Drool much?!" Quil shouted at a zoned out Embry.

I turned my attention to my packmates, to see what was happening now.

Embry was still staring at Sarah, almost in a daze. And not only did she notice, she too had a case of the googly eyes.

I leaned over and whispered in Quil's ear, "I guess the imprinting thing was anywhere near as uncommon as we all thought."

"You think?!" He replied in a 'duh' sort of way.

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Avery's POV

Our silence returned in full force when she replied saying that Forks was rainy. Perfect.

I turned my head to look out of the window, then spotted Sarah in my peripheral vision.

I think only a small puddle of drool gathered in her lap.

"Sarah?"

No response.

"Sarah?" I repeated.

Still nothing.

"Is something wrong with her?" Bella asked.

"I dunno. Although she might pass out from dehydration." There was so much spit that it reminded me of when I played the French Horn in middle school. I shuddered quickly, that was a bad train of thought.

"Why?"

"She's drooling too much for anyone's health."

"Why?" She repeated.

"She's staring at one of Jacobs' friends, I think."

"Ah. I'm sure Jacob's explained the whole 'imprinting' thing, right?"

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Still Avery's POV

The rest of the ride there was moderately peaceful. The truck broke down halfway there, though. Yet, even that was okay, at least for Sarah. She got to bat her eyelashes at Embry while he showed off as she fixed the engine.

Needless to say, the rest of us pointed and laughed at the two oblivious flirts.

The wedding was—in simple terms—amazing.

It was practically a dream wedding. Everything was what every little girl imagined. Although I would have preferred the minister from The Princess Bride, but I was a strange little girl. When other kids picked on me, I generally beat them up.

The reception was equally good. I got to meet Bella's fiance, and Jacob's old nemesis, Edward. He seemed rather nice, and he and Jacob actually seemed civil.

I met Jacob's father and the rest of the pack plus all of there imprints. I was a little freaked when I met Clare, but the situation was quickly explained, and I found it cute.

The Cullen's are really nice, too. The short pixie one seemed crazy, but in a fun way. Bella told me that she dubbed her the 'demon pixie.'

Jacob had even built up the courage to ask me to dance. And as he spinned me around the dance floor, a thought occurred to me.

A month ago, my life was completely different. If someone had told me that I would never see Wes again, in love with a werewolf, and would be going to a wedding for one of my werewolf's to a vampire, I would have suggested that they head to the straight-jacket store. But here I am, in a life I never imagined. The only that would make this moment better is to let him know I love him. I never really told him that.

Now that I could change.

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