AN: Since some of you guys have been replying annonomously, I'm just going to answer the reviews up here.

*Why hasn't the volturi come down on them or the wolfpack since their secret was discovered?

Because the Volturi have no need for the Pack, or at least no real reason that I could ever see.

They were interested, but since they were pretty much embarrassed in front of their witnesses when Alice and Jasper showed up with Nahuel, I assume that they didn't want to start anything else against the Cullens.

Besides, the Pack were huge in numbers and in an alliance with the Cullens already.

Chapter 8

Rosie Cullen-Black's POV

"Yeah, I know." I said softly into the phone, trying to keep the tension out of my voice.

"Please, Jazzlyn, you know that I would be there if I could." Jesse, my wonderful imprint, replied. It had been two months since I had last seen him. Two months, three days, and eleven hours actually.

As promised, Jesse came down to visit two days after we arrived to bring the second load of our stuff in a trailer. Though we could have probably gotten it all in one trip, I knew that my mom was looking out for me when she told Aunt Becca that we needed to send the rest down with my imprint.

But the weekend he spent down here was way too short for my liking. Though we celebrated my sixteenth birthday, and the fact that I would forever be physically nineteen since I had finally stopped growing, it still didn't seem like enough time could ever be spent with my imprint. The party was great and Jesse taking me out to dinner afterwards was even better, but it had been two months since then. Two entirely long months.

"I know you would." I said regretfully.

And I did. I understood that Jesse needed to finish out his senior year. And I understood that Aunt Becca, his step-mother for the last thirteen years, wanted him to graduate in Tennesse where we had been living and he had been attending school. I even understood that the next seven months were going to be awful while I waited for my soul mate to end a chapter in his life that should have been closed a long time ago.

But I needed him here, with me.

"Rosie..." Jesse said gently and I tried to blink back the tears forming in my mascara covered eyes.

"You never call me my nickname." I commented, trying to distract myself from crying.

"I know, babe, I just have this feeling that something's off with you." Jesse said and my heart soared. He felt it!

Unlike most imprinted couples, Jesse and I were different. I don't know if it was because I imprinted on him and I'm only a quarter wolf, or because of the fact that Jesse is twenty-seven technically and I'm just now technically sixteen (though we both look at least nineteen). But for whatever reason, we didn't fit the perfect imprint mold.

When we first imprinted, Jesse moved away for two years and I was fine. Neither of us were miserable, though we both felt the pull towards the other one. But since our kiss the day that my family moved back to La Push, it seemed like our bond had taken on a "normal" status.

I cried myself to sleep the night that Jesse's phone died and he couldn't give me my goodnight call. And he felt my distress today and called me to check up on me even though my texts throughout class didn't mention anything being off.

"I'm fine." I said, with a sad smile on my face. "I just miss you, is all."

"I miss you too." Jesse said and I relished the sound of those words coming from his mouth. "But I'll be on Christmas break in a week and then we'll get to spend almost a whole month together. Alright?"

"Yeah." I replied, a huge smile breaking across my face. As if I could forget that Jesse's school went on break in six days. Still, that seemed like forever away right now.

Especially since I was now surrounded by three happy couples instead of just the usual one. My parents I could handle being in love, but both of my siblings had found their other halves when we first moved here, so the last two months have been difficult for me.

I don't know who was worse, Sara Call and EJ or Carlie and Sammy Uley. I didn't think it was strange that my soul mate was my older sister's soul mate's long lost uncle, so that wasn't a big deal. What I did mind though was when I walked into a room and had to remind either of the two couples to keep it PG. I mean, I know that finding an imprint is to help keep the werewolf gene going and all, but do they always have to show their physical affection in the living room?

"So, tell me what's really bugging you." Jesse said, knowing that I had a reason to my sudden attachment to him. I had been fine, for the most part, since I got here as long as I could talk to him on the phone at some point, but today was different.

Jesse waited three minutes and twenty-eight seconds patiently while I tried to word it so it didn't sound awful.

"EJ and Sara are talking about getting married in the spring!" I blurted out at last.

Once the words were out, I couldn't stop them. I confessed everything: from the envy I felt when I found out to the anger coming from Sara's parents and support from my own parents to the jealousy at wanting that with Jesse someday.

"You want a battle with my parents?" Jesse asked, and I could practically feel his smirk. "Because my father, Joshua Uley, and my mother are both dead."

"No, stupid," I said, rolling my eyes. "I want to marry yo-Oh, crap." I said, realizing what I had just said. "I-I didn't mean it like that, uh..."

Jesse's laughter enveloped the phone.

"It's not funny, you know." I said, my embarrassment turning into irritation quickly.

"Honey, I'm sorry I laughed." Jesse said, sobering up. "I just, you're just so adorable when you get flustered that I'm picturing how your nose is squincing up and your cheeks are flushed. I needed that image in my head so I can get through this next week, okay?" He asked and I could hear both sincerity and mocking in his voice.

"Sure, sure." I replied, only now slightly annoyed.

We settled into a silence, neither of us sure what to say next. When Jesse finally spoke again, his voice was serious.

"You know I plan on making you my wife someday, don't you?" Jesse asked after a long pause.

I gulped in response.

"You have two more years of high school and I have one." Jesse stated. "Let's not rush the little bit of childhood you have left by talking about such serious things, okay?"

"Someday we will." I said confidently, proud that my voice didn't waver.

"Yes," I could hear his smile again in his voice, "someday we will."