His face was pale and emaciated. The clothes he wore were ripped and tattered. Dirty. He wore no shoes.
Molly rushed to the stranger's side. "Are you alright?" she questioned, searching his face for some sense of familiarity. He nodded, shaking his long dark hair. He never took his eyes off her.
"Well, you sure look rough." She commented, "and no offence, but you stink. Have you been living with a dog or something?"
The stranger's blank face broke into a smile. He laughed, leaving Molly with a confused expression. He still gazed at her intently.
"Hello." He said at last. "I'm Jacob Black."
"J-Jacob?" Molly inclined "you're not Bella's Jacob by chance? No. They said, they said…"
Jacob cringed at the name. Bella. The reason he had endured the past months of hell itself. Jacob hesitated.
"I'm not dead. If that's what you mean… you know Bella?"
"Well sort of. Briefly. Through what Alice tells me mostly. I'm part of the Cullen family, you know. Bella left with Edward a few months ago, about the time I joined the others. They said something about 'human experiences' and that they were going to travel. I think in a way though they were looking for you."
"Human experiences," Jacob started as he studied Molly's face. "So she's not—"
"No." Molly looked down. "Not yet anyway. Soon. Very Soon."
He looked up at the sky, contemplative. Molly gazed at Jacob, she dared not to bother him, but she was as curious as ever.
"So what are you thinking?" Molly questioned politely.
Jacob gazed deeply into Molly's eyes. "Strangely, not Bella. She's all that I've thought about for months. I can only think of here and now for some reason. It's weird."
"So you're one of them then, right?"
"Yup," he replied.
"And we're supposed to be mortal enemies?" Molly questioned.
"Pretty much."
Molly glared at him blankly. "So why aren't you rude and ripping me to shreds or something?" Molly paused confused. "The others knew that we were coming and they are on good terms, but they are still a bit sketchy. You, you just come out of the woods upon a vampire and you're all happy-go-lucky. What's with that?"
"Well," he started. "Number one, there is a treaty you know. Number two, I really don't know. You just seem different from the other bloodsuckers. I can't explain it."
"Bloodsuckers?" Molly scoffed. "Is that all you think we are. Alive or not, we're still people. We still have personalities, thoughts, and feelings. How many people do you usually criticize on their diet? Hmm?"
"I didn't mean that." Jacob replied humbly. "You are people, I know that. And, you're right, absolutely right. I apologize. I shouldn't be so quick to judge."
Molly was taken aback; she was for sure that after that accusation, Jacob would be fuming with anger. "Oh my!" Molly gasped, putting two and two together. "Sam, the others, they don't know you're back. You should have said something!"