A/N I know it isn't Friday, but I thought since my weekend is starting to look full and crazy because of life I would post a day early since I have some free time today. :D Enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 10
Bpov

One guy can make you hate all
the guys, But one man can teach you
that not all guys are the same.

Was the furnace on? The heat was sweltering and I might die of heat stroke. Painstakingly I opened my bleary eyes. The moment they were opened the memories assaulted me and I smiled in spite of myself. I was currently trapped under Jacob's large hot body and I could barely wiggle.

"Jake." I choked, "Can't breathe."

How he heard me, when I could barely hear myself...

"Sorry." he mumbled rolling onto his side, before sitting straight up.

The clock on the bedside table read 2:20 am.

"I didn't mean to fall asleep." I told him sheepishly pulling a sheet up to cover my nakedness.

"I didn't mind." he assured me with a wolfish grin. "Are you feeling hungry?"

As if on cue my stomach let out a growl to rival that of an actual wolf.

Jake chuckled shaking his head; his body shaking with laughter as he fought to catch his breath.

I slipped carefully out of bed and pulled his shirt on relishing in how huge it appeared on my small body and stood.

"I'm starving." I declared ignoring my stomach's growls.

"Well let's go see to the feast I made."

He pulled on his boxers and we walked down the stairs back into the kitchen. We each climbed onto a stool and began loading our plates. I decided to eat my steak cold it was cooked to a perfect medium rare and I didn't want to overcook it by warming it up. The salad was fresh romaine and spinach leaves with almonds and walnuts. Fresh colored peppers and cucumber, with deep red ripe tomato wedges. With a little ranch dressing it was honestly superb.

The steak cut like butter and melted over my tongue in a burst of flavor so intense I couldn't help but moan my appreciation.

Jake's eyes darkened again as he watched me inhale my food.

"Is it good?" He inquired uncertainty in his eyes.

"Good?" I gasped, "No." I gave him my best smile, "It's amazing. Best steak I've ever had."

"You're pulling my leg." he chuckled.

"No." I assured him reaching across the island to take his hand, "It's better than mine!"

Two bright pink patches appeared on his cheeks and I couldn't help but smile at how bashful he was being.

The potatoes were loaded with the best ingredients, butter, sour cream, cheese, bacon and best of all chives. It was all so delicious I had to stop myself from overeating.

"I'm sure another bite and I would explode." I told Jake patting my stomach for emphasis.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, honey."

Honey?

Hmm Yes, I quite enjoyed that little pet name.

When had had finished I went about putting away the leftovers and starting the cleanup process. Always better to wake up to a clean kitchen than a messy one. It would always start the day off right.

Feeling playful and not quite full to bursting I took the spray head from the sink and sprayed Jake when he wasn't looking. A scuffle ensued with us wrestling over the instrument and winding up soaked and laughing in the process. I hadn't laughed like this in so long I'd almost forgotten how good it felt.

I slipped on the floor and landed on top of Jake and suddenly the playful mood vanished. It was replaced with longing and need. I felt like a monster had woken from within me. I leaned forward and kissed him softly. He kissed me back and our kisses grew more and more intense until I pulled back with a sigh.

I stood up and began making my way towards the stairs, "Come to bed with me." I requested in a small hopeful voice.

Jake stood and stumbled from the kitchen slipping and sliding on the wet floor. His eyes were determined and full of love.

Our second love making session was much the same as the first. Only this time was slower and filled with more passion. Our eyes were locked and watching him reach his climax had me coming apart over and over again.

The next morning I awoke pleasantly sore and alone. I looked at the empty space Jake had occupied with a frown, noticing a small handwritten note.

You're so beautiful in sleep I couldn't wake you. I have to go

into work today, as much as I would rather never leave our bed...

Your dad said they were opening a new book store in town, I thought

you and Lizzie could have a mother daughter date. I'll see you tonight.

I love you

-Jake

That man could make me swoon. The stiffness of my limbs that it would take a day or two to get used to that kind of workout, the lovemaking from last night. But it was oh so worth it.

I made my way into the kitchen and was moved at the small place setting. There was a single wild flower in a small vase, a glass of fresh OJ, and a plate of bacon sausage and toast, with a small bowl of fruit salad.

It was delicious and hit the spot after such a long night.

I finished up my meager dishes and walked to the front porch. Sam was just crossing the yard with Lizzie on his shoulders. She was squealing with glee and holding onto his hair in a manner that seemed uncomfortable. I laughed and waved happily to them.

"I was just on my way to get you." I cooed to my daughter before turning my attention to Sam, "I'm sorry I don't even know what time it is."

He smirked and shook his head to hide his chuckle, "Don't worry about it Bella. It's just about noon."

I'm sure my face had gone completely blank. Noon? I had slept in until noon? I hadn't slept that long since the dark days...

Shaking myself off that train of thought I grinned sheepishly, "Sorry."

"No worries." He grinned, "Lizzie was just missing her Mom."

I reached for my precious girl and smiled at her bright and happy demeanor. "Did you have fun baby?"

"Lots!" she giggled, "Eated Lots Cookies!"

Her vocab and sentences were starting to come together so much better now. She was getting closer to 3 every day, I think it helped she had others around her age to play with.

"I was thinking we could go out for lunch and buy some new books today." I told her softly pushing her wild hair out of her eyes.

She grinned broadly and looked so much like Jacob in that instant I wanted to cry, "Yay!"

I got her into the house and opted for a quick bath which the two of us shared. Some people might find it odd to bathe with their children. The tub was big enough and it gave us more time to bond. She would be out growing them soon enough and I intended to cherish these special moments while I could.

I put on a nice blue blouse and a black pencil skirt, I pulled my hair into a sideways pony tail and pulled on a pair of trainers.

For Lizzie she wore a bright purple shirt with pink lettering stating 'Daddy's Little Star' and a pair of black slacks. She wore black dress shoes to complete her ensemble.

We got out to the vehicle and once she was secure it was off to Forks. It had been weeks since I had ventured into the city, all but forgetting my encounter with the Cullen's.

I pulled into the diner parking lot and my father's favorite waitress was there. "Hello Jo!" I greeted her warmly.

Joann was a plump middle aged woman with black hair and crystal blue eyes. She was motherly to all her patrons and probably made a killing in tips.

"Bella dear!" she greeted with a wide familiar grin, "Little Lizzie!" she exclaimed, "Your dads been in here every day for lunch talking about his precious granddaughter. He was right, she's a doll."

We sat at the Chief's preferred table and took our seats.

Jo went about getting us each a glass of lemon water and taking down our order.

A large order of onion rings, a side salad, and a Slim Jim Sandwich to share. The sandwich was made with lean ham, Swiss cheese, tomato, lettuce and special sauce grilled and pressed on a sesame roll.

Eating with Lizzie would make anyone happy, the way she enjoyed her food and exaggerated each and every bite with mmm's and emphatic head nods. It was cute beyond measure.

While she was chowing down my cell rang and I answered it happily.

"Jake?"

"Hey Bells."

My insides went warm and tingly with the sound of his voice.

"Hi."

"Oh don't get all shy on me now." he teased.

"How's work going?" I asked him trying to hide my shyness.

"It's work." He chuckled, "What are you up to?"

"Lizzie and I are finishing up our meal at the diner and we're going to head over to the new bookstore. A new place in Forks, well let's just say I'm intrigued."

His barking laugh made me smile, "Sure, Sure" He became quiet and whispered, "I miss you."

My heart soared and I felt like my cheeks were going to go numb with all my smiling.

"I miss you too." I told him, "Silly as that is."

"Mmm."

We were both quiet for a moment and I enjoyed we could talk and have these quiet moments that were neither awkward nor unpleasant.

"Well Lizzie is done, I'm going to clean her up and head out... We won't be out late." I assured him.

"I guess that'll depend on the size of the bookstore." he deadpanned.

"Jake!" I admonished with a laugh, "I'll be home in time to make you dinner tonight."

"I look forward to it, honey."

We said our goodbyes and I felt like nothing in the world could possibly go wrong. I was beyond happy. Over the moon. I had only ever dreamed of being this happy. I was home. Jake loved me. Our daughter was safe and happy. What could possibly go wrong?

We pulled up to the bookstore and I was shocked at how huge it really was. It was a Barnes and Noble, in such a small town? What were they thinking?

Lizzie and I made our way into the store and I got lost in the books. Picking up several for myself which included a few from VC Andrews, her books were like a guilty pleasure and an armful for Lizzie.

We paid and left the store Lizzie holding her copy of 'Where the Sidewalk Ends' with a beatific smile on her face. Her love of books matched mine and for that was grateful. Seeing her so excited over a book brought back many happy memories from my childhood.

It was when we got to the car that the hairs on the back on my neck raised. I held Lizzie closer to me my eyes scanning the parking lot for whatever threat my body seemed to be reacting to, but I could see nothing.

Feeling uneasy I pulled out my phone and called Jake.

"Bells?" his voice was concerned.

"Something is wrong." I told him hastily as I began to buckle Lizzie into her seat. My fingers working like lightening. My stomach was clenched and my heart was racing.

"What do you mean?" His voice was on high alert and raised an octave.

"I don't know how to explain it." I told him truthfully, "We just left the bookstore and I have this feeling inside me that something is very, very wrong." I frowned.

"Well just get in the car and come home." He told me urgently as I finished making sure Lizzie was buckled in safely.

I was about to answer him as I turned around but no sound came out. Standing a foot away from me was Edward Cullen...

His eyes were black as night, they were narrowed and his stance screamed danger. His hair was windblown like he had been running for miles and miles. While his chiseled face was still the perfect Adonis of my memory, the 17 year old boy that once broke my heart. Only he wasn't a boy, he was a vampire… I couldn't for the life of me understand why he was here now.

His last words played over and over again in my head.

"You'll never hear from us again, it'll be as if we never existed, and I'll never have to look at your ugly face again."

I could see what he meant all those years ago, he was a predator and right now I was most certainly his pray.

"Bella!" Jake's anxious voice was shouting over my speaker.

"Help me." I whispered, not knowing what else to say. The words were getting stuck in my throat and all I could think of was my sweet little baby who had no idea that monsters were real.

"Bella?"

"It's..."

Before I could utter the name an ice cold hand was pressed firmly against my mouth, it was like a statue had come to life. I was momentarily reminded of the Weeping Angels in Doctor Who.

Don't Blink

Before I could comprehend what was happening my phone was in his hand and crushed to metal dust.

I could see Edward glaring at Lizzie in the backseat. He let go of my mouth and moved towards my daughter.

Lizzie was screaming "Mommy. Mommy. Mommy." Over and over again.

My maternal instincts were in overdrive as my heart thudded against my chest. All I could remember was the pain in my wrist from where the hunter James had bitten me. I would NEVER let my daughter feel that kind of pain.

"Please." I begged my voice broke, "Please don't hurt her." I raised my arms shielding her from his view.

Edward turned to me and his cold mask slipped into one of disbelief and hurt. But still he said nothing. He watched me carefully as I slowly edged towards my frightened child. Protecting her, the best I could, knowing if it's what he really wanted that it wouldn't be enough.

"Shhhh it's okay baby. Daddy's coming. He knows where we are." I soothed her.

I reached out to comfort her, but my comforting touch never made it. The world was rushing past me in a blur and my brain was having a hard time catching up with what was happening. Edward had grabbed me, I was over his shoulder and he was running.

My daughter. My young helpless daughter had been left behind screaming in a vehicle in a parking lot. She was alone and I couldn't protect her… Never in my life I had felt so helpless…

"NOOOOOO." I screamed trying to fight and wiggle my way out of his iron clad grip. But it was no use. I was essentially his prisoner.

A/N

And scene… SO what does everyone think? Did you see it coming? I kind of foreshadowed something happening… Don't hate me, but you'll find out more next week. :D Leave some love! :D -Tabby