AN: Here's the next chapter! Hope you like it!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Twilight characters! they belong to SM! I only own the plot!

Once the plane landed I grabbed my bag and got off the plane as fast as I could. I got out to the gate and moved to a corner. I pulled out my phone. It was 3:00 a.m. I dialed Charlie's number and it rang four times before he answered.

"Hello?"

It was obvious he was sleeping. I wished I was him right now. I yawned into the phone.

"Hey Dad. I just landed in Port Angeles."

"Alright, do you have a ride?"

"No, it's fine though, I can stay in a hotel."

"No no. I'm actually in a hotel by the airport right now; Billy and I were shopping for-yawn-fishing gear."

I giggled slightly at that. Charlie and Billy shopping.

"Oh, are you-yawn-guys done?"

"Yeah, we were going to head back tomorrow."

I nod, and then remembered he couldn't see me so I voiced it.

"Ok, which hotel? Mind If I crash with you guys?"

"Sure-yawn-Sure. It's Fairfield Inn. I'll call down to the office."

(AN: not sure if there is a Fairfield there, but it is a real hotel)

"Alright, see you-yawn-soon. Bye."

We hung up and I headed out. I grabbed a map from a newsstand and looked for Fairfield. Once I had the location memorized I threw the map away and walked out into the cold night air. Surprisingly though I was warm as ever. I began to sprint to the hotel which warmed me up even more. Once I got there I walked to the front desk. Seeing nobody I rang the bell. A young boy about 15 sat up in his chair looking confused and asleep. Seeing me he stood, stretched, and walked out to me.

"How can I help you?"

I smiled at him kindly.

"I'm Bella Swan; there should be a key here for me?"

He nods and pulls out a little paper envelope. He hands it to me.

"Third floor, room 148."

"Thanks."

I nod and head to the elevator. It comes down fast-since all the sane people are asleep at this hour-and I step on pressing the third floor button.

Once I get off I look down the halls. I spot the room I'm looking for-thanks to my werewolf vision-down the hall, almost at the end. I slowly trudge my way down and slide the key in the slot. I pull the handle down and step in closing the door behind me. I yawn and look around the corner.

There are two double beds with a bedside table between them. On the table is a lamp. On the wall opposite the beds, in the center, is a TV stand with a large flat screen TV on top. Built into the TV stand is a mini-fridge, a microwave and a blue ray player.

I place the chocolates and Dr. Pepper into the fridge. I set my bag on the desk by the entertainment center and look at the beds. Charlie is in one and Billy is in the other. It's then that I notice another bed-a rollaway- sitting in the corner with someone-who is much too big for it-sleeping in it. Is that Jacob? Butterflies flutter in my stomach as I think of him.

I grab some spare blankets from the lint closet and lay them down on the floor between the beds. I place some pillows there too, and I look at my handiwork. Not a bad make shift bed if I must say so myself. I grin and walk quietly to the bathroom. I close the door and turn the light on. I glance at my reflection and almost step back in shock. I look like those hell hounds that were chasing me, got to me. I stepped into the shower and scrub hard. I get out and brush my teeth and hair. I pull my soft brown hair back into a French braid and trudge out of the bathroom.

Completely exhausted I collapse onto my make shift bed, not bothering to take my shoes off, and close my eyes. As soon as they close I'm out cold.

"Bella? Wake up!"

I wake to someone shaking me roughly. I growl into the pillow,

"Go away."

My voice comes out muffled around the soft feather my face is pressed into. The hand only shake rougher.

"Bella wake up!"

I groan and roll over. My eyes snap open and I see Charlie standing above me.

"What?"

I snap at him, still tired. His face has an odd look on it when he replies.

"Bella, you look… different."

"Huh?"

"You're… tan."

Oh yea that. I roll my eyes. Billy rolls over in his wheel chair.

"Bella? Anything you want to talk about?"

Billy's voice and face are concerned as he asks the million dollar question. I narrow my eyes at him. I can't really say it in front of Charlie. And as if he could read my mind he quickly reassures me.

"Charlie knows."

I nod and sigh. I sit up and groan flopping back down. I roll onto my stomach and burrow into my pillow.

"Can't we talk later, that plane really killed me."

I mumble around the pillow and close my eyes.

"Alright, but we will talk later."

"Fine."

I mumbled and once again slipped into a dreamless sleep.

When I woke again the room was quiet. I rolled over and sat up. I stood and-while yawning-stretched. I looked around and saw nobody in the room. The beds were made up, the rollaway stowed. The only sign that they hadn't left was three small suitcases in the corner. On the door was a note.

'Bella,

We went to breakfast. Meet us when you wake up.

Charlie

Billy

Jake

Taped to the note was a room key. I grabbed it and went out the door. I went down to the first floor and looked around. I saw-just outside the lobby-a room filled with tables and chairs. Lined up on one wall was a huge buffet.

I stood in the doorway and looked for that familiar black head of hair. Once I saw it-wasn't hard to see it, Jacob is a giant-I walked over to them. Two heads looked up at me as I sat. Charlie was confused, Billy awed, and Jacob-oh, Jacob-was still eating.

"Hey-yawn-Is the food good?"

Jacob mumbled something but kept stiffing his face.

"I guess so, hold on a moment. We can talk later."

I stood and walked over to the buffet. I grabbed two waffles-smothered in strawberries and whip cream-, three pieces of toast, a couple muffins, a large cup of coffee, two yogurts, a bagel, a few bowls of fruit, ten strips of bacon, and an egg.

I brought the food to the table and sat down. Charlie's eyes bugged out if his head.

"Geez Bella, you gonna eat all that?"

I laugh,

"Yup, all of it."

Billy chuckles.

"Your appetite is almost bigger than Jacobs, if you can eat all of that."

I just nod, not able to talk due to the fact that my mouth was already full of waffle.

As I ate Charlie Billy, and Jacob-once he finished-watched me to see how much I could eat. Charlie and Billy talked about fishing until Jacob interrupted them.

"How much did she have?"

Billy laughs,

"two waffles, that by the way were coated in whip cream and strawberries, three pieces of toast, a couple muffins, a large cup of coffee, two yogurts, a bagel, a few bowls of fruit, ten strips of bacon, and an egg."

Billy listed the food and Jacob listened intently.
"Wow, I had two eggs, one waffle, a bowl of strawberries and blueberries, three sausage links, one strip of bacon, a pancake, four yogurts, two cups of milk, and a spoonful of whip cream."

I finish of my meal and lean back in my chair. They look at me and I grin.

"Think I can go back for more?"

They all burst out laughing, causing the entire dining room to look at us. I glare at them and they turn away.

"No, they'd kick us out."

Billy chuckles and I frown.

"Stupid limit on food."

They just laugh more. I frown at 's not that funny. Once they calmed down Charlie was able to talk again.

"Let's grab our bags and go."

We stand and leave.

Once in the hotel room I gather my stuff up. I lean in and grab the chocolates out of the fridge and sit on the bed, watching them round their bags up and check if they're missing anything. Jacob looks up at the scent of chocolate, and grins seeing me eating them.

"Not full yet?"

I shake my head and pop another one in my mouth. I hold another out to him.

"Try it, they're Italian chocolates."

He grabs it and tosses into his mouth. He lets out and 'Mmmm' sound.

"Good right?"

He nods and swallows.

"Gah, soo good."

I grin.

"Now you know why I'm eating them."

He nods and grabs another one. I smack his arm. Then go for another one. He grabs one and I glare at him. I run to the opposite side of the room and shove every last chocolate into my mouth. Jacob chuckles.

"Gees Bells don't choke."

I chew and swallow them. I frown at him.

"I wanted to savor those!"

I whine just a little and he laughs.

Charlie interrupts us.

"Bella, we should talk now."

I sigh and nod.

"Alright, let's go. What do you want to know?"

Charlie sighs,

"Bella, why'd you go to Italy?"

I frown, that's the last thing I want to answer.

"Can we leave first; we'll talk in the car."

I stand and walk out with my stuff, not giving them an option. I go to the front office and sign us out. They finally catch up to me once I was done with the front office clerk. I smiled at her and turn to them. Sighing I ask which car is ours. Billy points to a truck with the passenger seat taken out for his wheelchair. We climb in and start the drive back.

"Alright, what's up?"

I frown as I ask the question reluctant. Charlie opens his mouth to speak but Billy beats him to the bat.

"Why did you go to Italy?"

I sigh,

"Edward was going to have the Volturri-"

Jacob interrupts me.

"Volturri?"

"They're like the government for leeches; they are the most powerful of all vamps."

He nodded in understanding

"Anyways, as I said Edward was going to make the Volturri angry do they would kill him because he thought that I was dead. Alice dragged me to Italy, the Volturri's homeland, to save him."

The words rush out of my mouth. Jacob's and Billy's face harden at the mention of vampires. I scowl right back. Charlie, however, is oblivious to the tension,

"Why did he want to die?"

My scowl deepens.

"Because when we were… together"

I spit the word

"He vowed he would, Edward also vowed that he never broke a promise."

That seems to satisfy Charlie so he settles back and focuses on driving.

Jacobs body is tense next to mine, and I'm sure mine was just as stiff. I hoped it was over. Billy, however, didn't want it to be yet.

"What happened in Italy?"

I knew he was digging for when I phased.

"I saved him, left them and walked along the street, the in found and old barn and slept in it. I got angry thinking about Him and phased. I collected new clothes and got a flight back."

I keep my story short and sweet-as sweet as it gets-and it still satisfies them. But Billy keeps going,

"Now Bella, you realize that we are mortal enemies with vampires?"

His voice is high, like he is talking to a child, or a puppy. I begin to shake; fed up with being babied.

"Yes I realize that."

I snap right back at him.

"Charlie, pull over."

As my shaking gets more pronounced Jacob looks at me concerned. That was the last straw. Charlie pulls the car to the edge of the empty highway and I throw the door open.

I sprint to the woods and squeeze my eyes shut.I think of rainbows and unicorns as I try to calm myself. Then Jacob slams the door.

"Bella?!"

I snap. My clothes shred as fur sprouts from my body. My bones rearrange and my nose becomes a snout.

"Bella?!"

Jacob calls coming into the trees. I growl in reply. He stops in his tracks as he sees me. I bare my teeth and pull my ears back so they are flat against my head. A growl rips from my throat as I snarl at him.

AN: Little bit of a cliff hanger! But don't worry! The next chapter will come soon!