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I drove at a human speed down the road to La Push, where I was going to meet Tatiana. I knew that I would tell her that I knew that she was a half vampire. I would tell her I knew about the wolves, and about all of our powers, and see if she possessed any herself.

I turned into the parking lot at the beach, and saw her sitting all by herself on the empty beach. I got out of the car and walked up to her. "Hey," I said, sitting down next to her.

She looked at me, looking slightly confused. "Hi," was her bashful reply, "I didn't think you would actually come."

"Why not?" I asked, leaning back to look at the blanket of gray overhead. These were my clouds, the ones I had so desperately missed while in Alaska.

"Last night, my friends told me about your family, and why none of you are supposed to visit the rez. But they seemed confused when I told them that there were nine of you. They said that there were only five of you the last time you lived here."

"Well, actually, I was born the last time we lived here. It sounds like you have a gap in your stories. Since that legend was told, Alice, Jasper, Bella, and I have joined the family."

"But none of you are really related, right? Then why do you and Edward have the same hair? Is he really your biological father? Do you know who your mother was?" she fired one question after another at me. I held up my hands.

"Calm down and I'll tell you. Most of us aren't really related, and Dad and I have the same hair because he is my father. And I do know who my mother is, you've met her," I said, smiling at her.

"What do you mean, I've met her? Your mom is dead, isn't she? All half vampires kill their moms when they're born," she stated.

"Well, I did kill my mom, but Dad saved her. He loves her a lot, so he injected her with venom, and pumped her heart for her until the venom started to do it. And as for who she is, that should now be obvious," I said.

"Wait, your mom is Bella?" she asked, obviously completely confused.

"Yeah, she is."

"But why did you act like Esme was?"

"To keep up the charade. Esme looks barely old enough to be a parent, much less my mom," I said, laughing at the fact that I was calling my hundred and seventeen year old mom young.

"So wait, back to the whole gap in our stories. What do you mean?"

"Well, Grandma and Grandpa, Aunt Rose and Uncle Em, Aunt Alice and Uncle Jasper, and Dad moved back here about a hundred and five years ago. And Mom moved here in the middle of the semester, bringing trouble with her. Mom and Dad fell in love and started dating. By then, she knew about their secret." I began to tell the story of my parent's love. I avoided saying Jacob's name, it just hurt too much.

"I wonder why we have never heard these stories," Tatiana said, a glaze filming over her eyes.

"My guess was so that the wolves could continue to defend the borders when that generation... passed," I said the last word with the pain that leaked through my generally perfect mask. "Anyways, what is your life like? Do you possess powers? Why did they take you in?"

"My life is fairly normal. I pretty much live in a rut. Wake up, go to school, come home, run patrol, go to sleep. It's like that every day. As for powers, whenever someone touches my hand, I see their past. Well, I guess I do more than that, it's like I live it. And they accepted me because-"

She was cut off by a howl, one of alert. "Crap," she muttered, shooting up from the sand. Her head turned to the forest. "Wanna come chase a vamp?" she asked. I nodded my head, and stood up. She took off, and I followed, probably a half mile behind her.

Damn, I thought, she's fast. I heard the other wolves running up with her. I heard her stop up ahead. "Where?" she asked the wolf that had signaled her and the pack. Then they took off again, running right along the old border.

"Please! Don't hurt me!" I heard from up ahead. I was sure it was a vampire, no other voice could sound gruff, but like bells ringing. I heard a snarl from a wolf. I broke into the clearing, and saw a boy, probably about my physical age, cowering on the ground. I knew this boy, he lived with Tanya and them up in Alaska.

"Fred?" I said, completely confused. He never left, especially since he had fallen in love with Tanya.

Relief flooded his face. "Renesmee," he squeaked. He jumped up and ran behind me, cowering in fear. All of the wolves turned and looked at him. I scanned the wolves. I saw the sandy wolf from the night before, a grey wolf, a deep brown wolf, and a russet wolf. My breath stopped when I saw the last wolf. I recognized it. It couldn't be...

Then it lunged forward. The other wolves leaped on to it, while Tatiana came to a halt in front of me. The wolves held on to the russet wolf, and Tatiana took up a defensive crouch in front of me. I couldn't get my thoughts straight. The russet wolf struggled under the weight of his brothers. The grey wolf snarled at him, and got off of the top of the dog pile. He braced his head against the wolf's chest and pushed with all of his might. The russet wolf gave in and let himself be pushed away from the clearing.

I heard a rustle, and the slight shimmer of changing, then fast foot falls. He walked into the clearing. I choked on the words caught in my chest.

"Jake," I whispered, my voice strangled.

"Ness," he said, and he strode across the wide clearing in to strides, sweeping me into his arms. I pressed my face into his shoulder, tears streaming down my face. I took in a deep breath, trying to take in the scent that I hadn't smelled in a hundred years. I wrapped my arms around his neck, completely oblivious to my surroundings. My head rested at the base of his neck.

"Um, Jake? Can I say one thing? What the hell is this?" Tatiana asked.

I looked over his shoulder to my friend. "This is imprinting, after one hundred years apart," I said, tears of happiness still falling from my eyes.

"So he's the one that... Oh I get it now!" she said.

"So this is Jacob. Hey, sorry about what Clarissa did to you during that battle. She could kinda get out of control," Fred said, smiling sheepishly.

"What?" Jacob asked. I pressed my hand to his face, showing him a picture of Fred's story, putting in my worry over his broken bones.

"Oh, that," he smiled, and leaned down to kiss me.

*Gonna skip to home. You're almost to the end!*

We walked up to the house, and I heard shifting from inside. Jacob and I walked, hand in hand, up to the front door. I opened up the door and saw my family sitting in the living room, looking at us. "Jake! Hi!" Mom said, standing up and giving him a hug.

"Hey Bells. By the way, you suck," he said smiling.

"Sorry. I was mad," she replied, returning his smile with a sheepish one of her own.

"Hm, I guess you forgiven," he said, sighing exasperatedly.

"Jacob," Dad said. I could tell he was pissed that Jake was back. He nodded his head in response to my thoughts.

Greetings were passed around the room. People hugged him, and shook his hand, but not once did he let go of me. He sat down on the couch, and I plopped down on to his lap.

I don't think I'm ever gonna move, this place is just too perfect.

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