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APOV

As I drove my little black truck along the meandering highway, my thoughts drifted to Jacob. This morning, he had taken me home and waited in my room for me to shower and change my clothes. The thought of him sitting on my bed almost drove me out of my mind, especially when I walked back in and he was sleeping curled into a ball on top of my comforter. He was so beautiful, laying there. I stood there watching him, his breath even, a small nerve under his eye twitching randomly.

He suddenly jumped and his eyes flipped open, catching me standing in the door way. He smiled and opened his arms as I launched myself at him. I stretched out next to him, needing to feel him next to me, his body melting into every inch of mine. I had woven myself into him, unfurling my body so i could cover every inch of him. he stretched out and groaned. holding onto me until I reminded him of what I needed to do.

Now, as i turned onto the long drive towards the Cullen lair (it was eerily familiar to the one I had imagined) I knew he was out there, running. Keeping me safe. "I know you can take care of yourself", he had told me,"But if you so much as breath funny, I will rip them to pieces". The finality in his voice left no room for argument.

I passed through the tall, imposing pine trees, which grew thicker and more encroaching every second. The monotonous green shield gave way suddenly to a clearing, which unfolded around a beautiful white house, with a sweeping front porch and massive stone pillars. It was stunning, and seemed so perfect, so well suited for the family it housed.

I stepped out of the car, making my way up to the ornate front door, feeling the gaze of unseen eyes crawl across my skin. It struck me as funny when I rang the doorbell, seeing as the occupants most likely knew I was standing outside their house. I heard no footsteps inside, no acknowledgment that someone was coming to visit, but the door was opened almost as soon as i pulled my hand back from the bell. Almost as though I was expected.

"Hello" the soft musical voice greeted me as I stepped inside the foyer. The voice belonged to a tiny female, who had exquisitely perfect features, from her wide amber eyes, down to her glass smooth skin. She stared at me, her expression unfathomable. I struggled to find my voice.

"I...I...I'm here to see Bella Swan. Its about Jacob Black", I added, hoping to convey how urgent this was. She stared at me, and except for a slight twitch of her mouth, she remained silent. The, sighing, she turned away. "I saw this coming. I should have guessed what this is about. Well, I can't say it's a bad idea. I think you are pretty brave to come here and make things right."

Ads she spoke, she led me through the entry way of the house, past most of her family, which was sitting around the TV. The two younger males, one with beautiful blonde locks, the other with dark, curly hair stared up at me as I walked past. The look given to me by the stunning blonde girl sitting next to them would have stripped paint off the wall.

"What, are we giving guided tours to every gawking human now?" her haughty tone immediately let me know that her observation was not in jest. The dark haired boy guffawed at her. "Easy, Rose. Maybe this one will be as funny as Bella." I smiled at him. "I'm here to talk to Bella, actually. So don't mind me...what is your name?" He grinned. "Emmet. Thats Jasper and Carlisle, and this is Rosalie." They sat there staring, Carlisle offering a smile, Jasper a nod, and Rosalie a leer.

"Im Ava" I offered. The one called Carlisle stood. "How is it you have come to be with us? Do you know..." He trailed off, making sure h wouldn't say too much. " Yes, I know everything. About you, your family, Bella. I know about Jacob Black, the pack and the Volturi. I know everything." Carlisle's face went from shocked to puzzled to incredulous. "How do you know this? You are human."

I shrank under the scrutiny of his gaze. "Umm... this is going to sound a bit odd, but I'm a clairvoyant. More specifically, I have been watching Jacob Black for a number of years. I have heard almost everything he has been hearing for the past year and a half. Obviously, much of his thoughts have been about Bella and this coven. I am here to talk to Bella about him. I kind of feel like I have to ask her permission about him. He has imprinted on me."

Carlisle looked at me as I was speaking, his wise eyes powering into my soul. All of them, with their unbelievably perfect features were staring at me in disbelief. I tried to indiscreetly check my watch. "It's almost noon", Jasper broke in smoothly, his velveteen voice carrying a hint of calming essence. "Bella is upstairs. Alice, you might want to show her". Alice nodded and turned, drifted towards the stairs and motioned to me to follow.

JPOV

I stood out in the forest, watching, waiting. It wouldn't take more than a yelp from her, or a change in her scent, and i would be in there.

I followed Alice up the stairs, looking at the amazing art that graced the beautiful walls. We went down another hall, and were at the foot of a second flight of stairs when I spoke to her. "Is Bella doing well? Exited about the wedding?" Alice turned to me and smiled, and I could see the joy and anticipation light up her face. "Oh, I think she is more excited to get married than she lets on. She wants to be with Edward, but she doesn't want to have to deal with the stares or the whispers of others. Not that it will matter, we will leave when she is cha..." Alice cut off there, but her thoughts betrayed her. No,no,no! She's with the dogs. Don't mention the change!"

I managed to compose my face, so it appeared like nothing more than nervous apprehension in my features. As we reached the top of the stairs, my eyes were drawn to an enormous, ornate wooden cross hanging over the hallway. It was beautiful, and fit into the ironic lifestyle this family led. "Edward's room is that door", Alice pointed to the last door in the hallway. I nodded my thanks, and padded down the thickly carpeted hall to the doorway. I raised my hand to knock, but before i even touched the dark oak wood, a rich, smooth voice greeted me. "Come in."