Disclaimer: All rights and characters belong to Stephenie Meyer. Nothing is mine but the creativity and storyline.

A/N: Um... Some people have followed me up on my question about whether or not to continue this as a story or just a one-shot, well... I'm adding an extra chapter! Who knows where it will go from there?

WARNING: PLEASE remember that this story takes place during New Moon, and some time afterwards, and it is MAJOR AU and Team Jacob. So leave now if you don't like either of the previous.

It had taken me slightly by surprise. But you really wouldn't have expected it to. I mean, I'd ran around with vampires for a long time before I found out Jacob was a werewolf, so receiving a letter from him wasn't the most shocking thing in the world.

But I couldn't help but be a little confused when Embry delivered it to me.

"Hey, Bella," He'd said down the phone in his cheery voice when he'd called.

"Oh, hey, Embry. What's up? Is Jacob OK?" The words had just slipped from my mouth, as if they were made of silk. But the only person I've ever met whose voice seemed to flow like actual silk turned out to not actually be a person at all – and left a gaping hole in my chest. A hole that Jacob was healing and he didn't even know it.

It wasn't as painful to talk about them now. The Cullens, I mean. Before Jacob, I couldn't even bear to think of them without the hole in my chest firing up as punishment. But now that Jacob was back in my life, putting me back together piece by broken piece, the hole seemed to be only the size of a nickel now, and instead of burning, it just tingled – letting me know it was still there, that they existed.

And I hadn't been having nightmares as regularly now. Even when I did I was able to jolt myself awake before the screaming started. And they weren't as vivid now... Weren't as hot, as if they were burning. They seemed far off and distant dreams, but they were always about them. Until the werewolves invaded the fringes of my brain, of course, and they would shield me from harm.

But I was just thankful that I had developed a mechanism in my brain that triggered my awakening just as Edward bared his glistening teeth and pounced at Jacob–

"Yeah, Jake's fine," Embry had assured me over the phone. It was helpful to hear this, as I hadn't seen Jacob for a few days. If they hadn't taken Victoria out already, I would probably be itching to get over there to be with him, but seeing as any threat to Jacob's life was gone for the moment, it was a little easier to be apart from him. "Um..." Embry had went on, seeming a little hesitant now, "...Would it be okay if I came by? Jake wants me to deliver something to you..."

This was the point my confusion kicked in. "Why can't he deliver it himself?" I'd asked, curiously.

I heard someone hiss something inaudible on the other line for a moment, and at that, Embry sighed. "He's... busy right now, Bella." Something about the tone of his voice made me suspect immediately that Jacob wasn't busy at all. But Embry quickly continued, as if he could tell the nickel-sized hole in my chest had started tingling again, "But he said he'd come by to see you later."

I nodded once to myself, just to pull myself together.

Jacob had promised, that little voice said in the back of my head, he promised to never leave you – he will keep that promise, and soon, the hole returned to normal and the tingling sensation faded away.

"Okay, sure," I told him, still slightly confused, but reassured, "come on over."

"Great!" Embry said, and I knew he was smiling. I heard the phone click into place and hung up myself.

It didn't take long for Embry to reach my house. I had just opened the door to step onto the porch and wait for him, when he came speeding out of the trees up the road beside my parked truck.

I waved at him, and I heard his soft chuckle as he bound towards me, slower this time.

Pretending to look at an invisible watch on my wrist, I joked "Three and a half minutes. New record." Embry grinned widely.

He shrugged his broad shoulders casually as he replied, truthfully, "I actually ran down in wolf form – down the fringe of the trees. It's faster that way."

I nodded once again, and then my eyes flickered to a rolled up piece of paper in his left hand. He noticed immediately, and his grin faltered slightly, before he held out his arm and handed it to me.

Before I could so much glance at the paper, he began speaking, his voice low and soft, "If Jake asks – I didn't read it. But, err..." He paused, and I eyed him suspiciously, "...you might want to read it inside."

My poor mind didn't have time to make sense of this before he turned and started jogging lightly away, and as he disappeared into the trees, I heard his feet gaining speed and then a loud ripping noise. He had phased.

I sighed lightly to myself, before I looked down at the paper in my hand. What could be so important that Jake couldn't deliver this himself?

I pushed that nagging little voice to the back of my mind as it spat cold things at me. I knew Jacob would never do any of those things. He did it once; but that was when I never understood. Now I understood everything, and Jacob promised to always stay by my side, no matter what.

In his words, he had actually said that he would never 'pull an Edward' on me.

Chuckling away the light tingling sensation, I turned and went back into the house to read Jacob's note.

He answered before the first ring had even finished.

"Hello?" Jacob's voice was unsure and breathy, as if he had just ran to reach the phone. I chuckled a little, because I knew – even in my confused state – that that was exactly what he had done.

"Hey, Jake," I said, softly, easing him in. I didn't even know why I had called, let alone Jacob know. But maybe he had picked up something with those super-sensitive werewolf-senses of his. You know, like, 'ooh, my Jacob-sense is tingling'.

He sighed, long and hard. Somehow, it didn't ease the nickel-sized hole; it just made the tingle come back. "Bella," He breathed. It wasn't a question, it wasn't a statement, it was just a... name. My name.

I shuffled uneasily on the spot, looking out of the window infront of me and into the trees I'd watched Embry disappear into just a few minutes ago. "Can you come over?" I asked, pulling a face. The hole in my chest seemed to peel away its edges, and I was finding it difficult to breathe.

There was a rattling on the other line, and I guessed that Jacob must have nodded. I waited a moment, but when I heard an anxious swallow that I probably wasn't meant to hear, I went on, just as uneasily, "Okay. See you in a bit."

For once, I was the first one to hang up.

Jacob didn't wait long. And I didn't blame him. If I was in his situation, I'd be eager to find out what was going on, too. So when he came speeding out of the trees five long minutes later, I didn't smile or wave like I had to Embry. I didn't say a word until he was close enough to me for it to be necessary that my neck crane back all the way just so I could see his face.

"Hey," was all I said.

"Hey," was all he said in reply.

It took him a moment (longer than I'd thought, actually) to start rambling like I'd expected him to.

"Listen, Bella, that note is one-hundred per cent legitimate, okay?" He got out quickly, the words loud and fast as if they were just tumbling from his mouth, "I meant every word I said and I know that you just want us to be friends but that was a long time ago, well, alright a couple months ago, but so much has changed! I mean, Victoria's gone, and those bloodsuckers haven't shown any sign of ever coming back, so I didn't think this would class as stepping over the line and I completely understand if..."

His train of thought trailed off as my laughing interrupted him. It had started as little giggles at around about 'well, alright a couple months ago' and I was now howling inexplicably. Well, not actual howling – that was Jacob's job. But laughing so hard it began to hurt my stomach.

He waited a second, but eventually he snapped, "What's so funny?"

The hostile tone of his voice snapped me out of it and I was able to recompose myself. It wasn't nice of me to laugh at him like that when he was, basically, pouring his heart out. I immediately regretted it, but a small smirk still played on my features as I explained why.

"Nothing is funny, Jacob." I told him, smiling up into his confused face. He looked so much like Billy when he furrowed his brows in bewilderment. "It's just... You felt the need for a letter?"

He opened his mouth to speak for a moment, but then a smile replaced it instead and his face softened out. He was back to my Jacob.

I chuckled a little and he joined in, his Jacob-grin that made the sun shine fanning out across his cheeks. He shrugged uncomfortably as he answered, looking to his feet, "Yeah. Cliché, I know, but whaddaya gonna do?"

My grin smoothed out then, until my face was completely plain once more. When Jacob glanced up at my face again, he realised I wasn't smiling, and I could tell from the pain in his eyes that he was expecting the worst.

There was just the sound of the wind for a second, but eventually I whispered, meaningfully, "I guess I'm gonna do this." And at that, I stood up on the very tips of my toes and pressed my lips to Jacob's ever so slightly. Thank God his head was already bowed a little, or I would never have reached.

I retracted quickly, my cheeks flaring up. It felt better to kiss Jacob's hot lips than the stone cold ones of Edward Cullen. It made me feel... more human.

When I glanced back up to Jacob's face, his eyes were still closed and his lips were forming a small 'o', as if he was finding it difficult to absorb what had just happened.

To be honest, so was I. Why was this so easy? Was it Jacob? Everything seemed easier with Jacob... But why was it so simple, so necessary? As if I'd been meant to do that since the day Edward left me. I thought that perhaps it was fate that Sam Uley had found me, of all people. It was an immediate connection to Jacob; if not at that exact time than it would be later. Maybe now was later.

Was it time to move on with Jacob? My Jacob? My personal sunshine, my best friend...

When his eyes opened again I knew the exact answer to that question.

I didn't give him any time to react further, because I declared, blissfully, "I love you too, Jacob Black!" and I threw my arms around his thick neck and kissed him again, right on the lips. But this time he defrosted and in a split second his arms were around my back, holding me closer. He was so warm.

The kiss broke, but I still held on to him as if my life depended on it. It was only then when I realised that my feet were off the ground, and I was being spun, round and round so fast the background was a blur. But it didn't matter. I didn't even feel dizzy. Because I was with Jacob, and the only thing that mattered was him.

And you remember that nickel-sized hole? Yeah... it's about the size of a pin-head now.

A/N: Aww, sweet. :) I think I may continue this. Perhaps in Jake's POV next... Hmm...Yeah, that'd be cool. Let's peer into the mind of Jacob Black. ;D

God, I envy Bella.

Review please! I really want to know what you guys think.

Kelly xxx