Second chapter is up. Ya! I feel bad for making you wait so long. Thank you Mila-Renae for your idea and maybe I'll throw a baby in the story, depending. Thank you all for your patience and hope you enjoy!

P.S. I have quoted Stephenie from Eclipse and have stated it in bold. I tweaked it a little, though, to fit my story. I basically quoted to help explain the imprinting process through Stephenie Meyer's words themselves.

(Jacob's POV)

Do I tell her now, or wait until later? I ask the pack. This is great news for me, but how will I break this news to Bella. Will she freak out and accuse me of the freak that I am? I know she can handle weird, but this weird? She said she loves, but do I know that she actually means it? No. I mean, this isn't even supposed to happen. It's supposed to be like love at first sight, only much, much stronger. Only, it wasn't at first sight, it happened way after I've known Bella, and even way after I transformed. This has never happened before in the old legends. Not even now. It was all first sight for Sam, Jared, and Quil. Sam proposes his theory that the imprinting process doesn't take affect until that person is "free". That person doesn't have any one else that they are holding themselves to. Before last night, Bella was holding on to that leech, and when she finally "let go" of him, that's when it happened.

When she put herself on my lap and kissed me, it was as if though there was nothing else in the world, other than her. She was the center of the universe. The only thing holding me there was she. She was like the Earth and I was moon, her gravitational pull holding me there. If she were to be destroyed, I would float away lost and broken forever. Only, at the time, I didn't know no I had imprinted on her. I just thought it was a natural thing to feel in that position. Not until later, when I phased, did I find out the real truth. Sam, Jared, and Quil all noticed the signs right away.

Its up to you, dude, she's your girlfriend. Embry unhelpfully answers.

But what if she freaks out. I haven't even explained the imprinting process to her yet. I complain while dropping myself to the ground, and burying my head in my paws.

Jake, she's Bella. She hung with the vampires everyday. I'm pretty sure she'll take it fine. I mean there's nothing she can do about it. Quil saunters over in my direction and nudges me on the side with his nose, prompting me to get up and be strong.

Quil's right, Jacob. Just tell her the truth; there's nothing else you can do. Head over there and do what you cando. Sam's alpha voice kicks in there at the last sentence.

I have no other choice but to obey. I quickly get on my feet and race to Bella's house full force, leaving the rest of the pack behind in my newfound mission. I can't wait until I make it to there; my impatience is so much that I increase my speed. My claws digging into the frozen over earth, I can't seem to get there fast enough. This sudden adrenaline rush is making me more impatient than usual. Finally, what seems like a miracle, I make to my destination, Bella's house. I swiftly change back to my human form, and run to the front door. She lets me in with a wide smile, and I immediately realize that I am over thinking this and everything is going to work out perfectly.

(Bella's POV)

As soon as I open the door, Jake walks over to me with one long stride, and picks me up into his arms, bridal style. He presses his lips to mine, and I can't help but feel happy that he's back. There's nothing but pure desire when our mouths meet, even more so. He seems so excited to be with as I am to be with him again.

He slowly walks me over to the kitchen, all the while not breaking the kiss, and then gently sets me down on the shabby, kitchen chair.

"I missed you," I tell him, while my arms are tightly secured around his neck. "I've been waiting until you finally came back. I've even had time to make dinner for you."

"I know. I can smell it. Mmm, meatballs. Who knew you could be so creative with your food," he gently pushes me away, and walks over to the stove, while pulling me along by the hand. "I'm not much of a cook but I'm pretty sure it's done Bells,' he quickly turns the stove off and saves the meat from burning into solid rocks.

"Oops. I guess I got distracted."

"You guess? How about: you are distracted," he picks pick me up off my feet again, and carries up to my bedroom, moving faster than normal human speed. For this, I am grateful. He puts me down once were inside my room and kisses me passionately. I kiss him back, knowing where this is going.

We slowly make our way to my bed, while he pulls my shirt over my head, tossing to the corner wall, where it makes a thump before falling to the ground. He brings his lips to mine fiercely again, while pulling my leg up against his waist. This kiss is eager, as I shape myself against him, and he undoes the button to my jeans, all the while not breaking the kiss. Our breaths ragged, I swiftly pull of his only piece of clothing: his pants. He throws me onto the bed, and I can feel his hot hands travel up my back, undoing what's still left on me. I eagerly press my naked body against his. He feels this, and a new rush of intensity powers through him, making both of us happy. He slowly traces his lips over my body, and eventually brings them back to mine. He stops quickly to hold my face in front of his and tells me he loves me, and then fiercely comes back to me again. We love each other, and I am, finally, completely and truly happy.

When we were laying together in the bed, with his arm slung over me, holding me tight against his chest, I decided it was time to get up and be ready for Charlie when he came back. I still needed to finish the dinner, and Charlie would be back home in about two hours. I slowly lifted myself up to a sitting position, using my elbow to help me, and Jake came up with me.

He tenderly wraps his arms around my stomach, while gently whispering into my ear, "Where are you going?" His hot breathe raises goose bumps on my skin, while he places his lips just under my ear, causing me to lose my train of thought.

"I - I need to get ready for Charlie to be home soon. I still have to finish the food for him."

"Don't go yet. How long does it take to throw some noodles into a pot of water and let them cook? The meat's already done. What more do you need to do?"

"Nothing, really. But, what if Charlie finds you here? He's not going to be so happy finding you under his roof without his knowledge."

"Simple. I sneak out the window."

"Of course," I roll myself over so that I'm lying on top of him.

"Actually, honey, I have to tell you something," Jake suddenly sits up and pulls me up too so I am sitting on his lap.

I began to panic. What does he have to say me? Is something bad happening. "yeah?" I manage to choke out, my voice barely a whisper.

"Don't' worry; it's nothing bad," he tries to calm my reaction with his warm, lovely smile that spreads wide across his face. "I actually consider it to be very, very happy news. Go put the noodles to cook, and I'll meet you down there."

"Err…ok."

I quickly throw my clothes on and make it down the stairs, and start with the food. Well at least it's not bad news…according to Jacob. What did he need to talk to me about? Nothing really happened in the hours between yesterday and today other than the obvious. When I finish, putting the noodles and the water into the pot and start it, I take a seat on the shabby kitchen chair and waited for Jake to come down.

Finally, I hear the sound of the other chair being dragged against the aluminum floor, and hear Jake slowly sit himself down into it. I turn around to face him, and he pulls me into his arms holding onto me tightly. He then kisses my lips deeply and holds my face just a few inches from his.

"First off, you have to promise me your not going to freak out," he tells me and I slowly nod my head, unsure of what to do. "Did anyone ever tell you…have you ever heard of imprinting?"

"Imprinting?" I repeat the unfamiliar word. "No. What's that mean?"

"It's one of those bizarre things we have to deal with. Us wolves I mean. It doesn't happen to every one. In fact, it's the rare exception, not the rule."He releases me and sits back, staring past me to where the stove is.

"What is it?" I prodded.

"Sometimes…we don't exactly know why…we find our mates through the imprinting." His eyes flashed back to me, his face reddening. "I mean…our soul mates."

"What way? Love at first sight?" I snickered.

Jacob wasn't smiling. His eyes were critical of my reaction. "It's a little bit more powerful than that. More absolute."

"Sorry," I muttered. You're serious, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I am."

"Love at first sight? But more powerful?" My voice still sounded dubious, and he could hear that.

"This is serious Bella. You have to understand me. It's really important to me…and you."

I could tell he really wanted me to listen. So, I quickly focused myself and asked, "Well, what is it that you need to tell me about this imprinting? What does it have to do with you and me?"

Jacob sits back up and stares intently into my eyes. He grabs the tops of my arms, holding me into place, and whispers, "Bella… I. Imprinted. On. You." He says the words slowly.

That made my head spin. If Jake hadn't been holding me in place, I would have fallen back into my chair. This was a good thing? Right? "But, you said it was at first sight. Why didn't you tell me right away? I mean, when you turned into a wolf, wouldn't it have happened when I went to your house?" I started to overreact. He kept it a secret from me! How could he! So much for the trust.

Soothingly, trying to calm me down, he tells me, "Honey, calm down. This is where it gets confusing…for me."

"What do you mean?" I was able to slow my breathing down a notch, but it was still ragged as it crawled its way out of my throat.

"The pack and I thought it was just at first sight too, but apparently not. I didn't feel it until last night. The pack has come up with an idea as to why it was more than the first sight concept."

"Well, what is it?" My head finally cleared, and I sat staring intently at him waiting for him to answer.

"Well, they think I was already meant to imprint on you but the whole process didn't actually take place until you were 'free'."

"Free?" I asked, confused.

"Yeah…" He hesitated. Not sure how to phrase his answer. "When you gave yourself to me last night. You let go of…Him." He waited for me to react to the mention of Edward but nothing happened. "When you weren't holding yourself to anybody but myself that's when it happened. All I saw was you. You're the center of my world, and you will always be, now and forever."

"Wow. I-I'm…that's…" Words failed me.

I lean forward in my chair and rest my head against Jacob's shoulder. Then, the sobs start to rip through me. I don't want to cry but I can't stop myself. Normally I don't cry, but this is just so surprising. Jake would be mine forever now. These are tears of joy.

Jake wraps his arms around me and starts rubbing my back, unsure of what to with my sudden outburst. "Why are you crying? What's the matter, honey? Did I upset you?" It was easy to detect the worry in his voice.

"Jake?"

"Yes?"

"I love you so much. You don't even know."

(Bella's POV)

Once the tears were able to stop flowing, I gently pulled myself out of Jake's embrace, noticing how silky his skin felt against mine. It was time to start finishing everything for Charlie when he came home. I could already smell the noodles starting to burn in the boiling water. I quickly jumped out of my seat, nearly knocking it over and tripping in the process, and turned the knob for the stove towards the letters reading "off".

As I started to stir the food around in order for it to not stick together, I felt a big set of hot arms snake around my waist. I turned to look at Jake, and was startled to see how close his face was to mine. I could feel his hot breath covering every inch of my face, and it paralyzed me. My mind went into a hazy blur, and I wasn't able to form a coherent sentence. "Err…" was all I was able to muster out.

"Well, err to you too," he teased me, knowing what he just did to me. "Didn't mean to surprise, but can't say I didn't enjoy it. Good to know the affect I have on you," he laughs his throaty laugh while turning me back to the stove to finish what I was doing.

"Haha. Very funny," I unsuccessfully try to say in a sarcastic tone, but it just sounds more exasperated than anything else. All of a sudden, I can hear tires turning onto the gravel of the driveway. "Now you need to shoo, because Charlie is pulling up, and I know you can hear him too."

"Oh, Bella, " he groans with a sad tone. "I don't want to leave you. Not now, not ever," he whispered softly in my ear, coating it with true sincerity. He turned me to him again, pulling me close against him, arching my posture back, as he brought his mouth against mine. This was a sad kiss. It was hesitant to leave, unwilling to leave my mouth.

"Now go," I say against his lips, and he releases me and bounds up the stairs. He barely enters into my bedroom as Charlie walks in through the front door; his boots making the quiet that was Jacob fill with the loud stomping of his boots.

I turned back to the stove to try to hide my flushed face from Charlie. I was still working on trying to get my heart back down to a normal rate after the intimacy that was just shared between me and Jacob.

"Hey, Bells. What on the menu for tonight?" Charley nonchalantly asked me while setting his fishing pole up against the coat rack and hanging his jacket on it.

"Spaghetti with meatballs. Took all day to make." I told him; purposely leaving the fact that most of my day was spent with Jacob. That would remain an unknown fact to him.

"Well sure looks like some good eating." He sits down in the same seat that held the company of Jacob just a few minutes earlier, waiting to be served.

I scrambled to warm up the Prague sauce and meatballs, and threw them into two separate bowls of noodles. I set Charlie's bowl down in front of him as I slid into my seat and stuffed my mouth with the food. I didn't realize how starving I was until my mouth watered with sensation of meat and tomatoes that made my stomach grumble with pleasure. Getting distracted by Jacob was sure having an impact on my diet.

Once Charlie finished his bowl, he excused himself to the bathroom, and that's when I got the call. The call that changed the life I had learned to love with months of heartbreak that was barley healed less than twenty-four hours ago. It was what I dreamed and hoped for in vein, knowing that it would never come true. But there it was. Right on the other line of the phone. Saying my name in a velvetiness that I thought was lost to me forever. I fell to my knees as I heard the true voice of love speak to me, glad that Charlie had gone upstairs.

"Edward," I whispered unbelievingly into the phone, my world crashing onto me as I tried to comprehend the impossible.

Aha! You weren't expecting Edward. Mwauhaha! Don't worry too much Jacob lovers; I couldn't just let the story run happy forever. That would be boring. Just think about how Bella feels when she hears his voice after thinking that she would never hear it again. Just keep in mind that she promised Jacob that she would still love him even if Edward came back. Reviews are appreciated. They keep me inspired to keep writing. Thank you for reading!