Author's Note:

So I've think that I've had some amazing reviewers on all of my stories. I have been thrilled to never have been given a rude, uncalled for reviews. That was before January 23. I got this review:

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Tired
2010-01-22 . chapter 1

Could you possibly violate canon any more completely? I mean if you really went for broke you could have Bella pregnant with Billy Black's love child...or hey! Why not Carlisle and Billy at the same time. Twins, one wolf and one vamp!

The premise of the story is just ridiculous.

(shakes head)

T.

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First off, I realize that this person most likely isn't reading this, but I have a few things to say anyway. I hope that none you, my great readers and reviewers, ever leave such a comment, regardless of the story or the pairings. Reviews are meant for encouragement, and CONSTRUCTIVE criticism.

Second, this is fanFICTION. The fans or writers can write whatever their little hearts wish to write. The real story is canon, but fanfiction is an outlet for those of us that were less than satisfied with the ending of a particular book. I'm not really an Edward fan. I don't hate him, and I do enjoy reading the occasional canon Bella and Edward story.

Third, what kind of person does it make you, if you go out of your way to put someone else down? A crappy, poor excuse of a person if you ask me. Find something more positive to do with your life. In stead of writing reviews for the sole purpose of hurting someone that you don't even know, try being a good human being and helping others. A horrible thing happened in Haiti last week. Do something to help those people. There are ways to do so, and they don't all involve giving money.

Fourth, if you don't like anything non-canon, don't click on it. I mean really, read the description, if it doesn't sound like it meets your liking keep scrolling. There are thousands and thousands of fanfiction for you to read. Find one that meets your very limited liking.

Fifth, grow some balls and sign in before insulting someone. Leaving an anonymous review in such bad taste is simply cowardly.

Finally, as Thumper's father taught him, "If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all."

Thanks for all listening to my rant. Just please have respect as you review and read stories. Writers put a lot of time, energy, and thought into their stories. For some, all it takes is one review like this one and they give up. And that is a shame and a crime. The U.S. values free speech, but have respect doing so. And remember that the writers on here have the right to write any kind of story they want. Your right is no greater than theirs. Oh and last thing. I would never write a Billy and Bella story, or even a Carlisle and Bella story.

And with that, on to Waiting for the Sunlight for those that enjoy Sam and Bella together.

DISCLAIMER: Stephenie Meyer, along with Little, Brown and Company, owns all the rights to the Twilight Saga. I own nothing and profit nothing from this story.

The next morning I got ready and headed for the Cullen residence. It didn't really matter how early I arrived, it's not like they slept. I got there around eight o'clock. Driving down the long drive, my heart beat rapidly, and I couldn't breathe. I was so scared that they would all be gone. I would get to the house and it would be abandoned. As the driveway of trees broke into the clearing that the house sat on, I could breathe again. I could still see Carlisle's Mercedes parked, lights were on in the house, no boards on the windows. They hadn't left me.

As I got out of my truck, I heard the front door open.

"Morning, Bella," Alice chirped from the porch.

"Good morning, Alice."

"Come on inside. Esme has fixed a wonderful breakfast for you."

"Oh, she didn't have to do that."

"No, but she wanted to and I know that you're hungry."

She had me there. I was in such a rush this morning that I skipped out on eating in order to get here sooner. In my head at the time, those extra twenty minutes could have meant they were gone by the time I arrived.

I followed her into the house, looking around for any signs of the other family members as I made my way to the kitchen. I saw none. When we walked into the kitchen, Esme was setting a plate at the breakfast bar. I sat down and inhaled the sweet aroma from the plate in front of me.

"This smell and look absolutely mouthwatering, Esme. What is it?"

"They're strawberry and crème crepes, dear."

"Oh, I haven't one of those in a very long time." She smiled at me as Alice hopped on the barstool next to me.

"So what do you want to do today?" she asked.

"Oh well, I'm-"

"Never mind, I see that I only have you for the morning. Still I could manage to get us to Port Angeles with plenty of time to shop some."

"Alice…"

"I know, that's not why you're here."

"Where's the rest of the family?" I asked setting down my fork. Esme looked at me sadly, but it was Alice to answer.

"Carlisle is in his study. The others are in Denali."

"Alaska?"

"Yes, it was thought to be best."

"Are the three of you leaving as well?"

"Well, that is really up to you?"

"To me?"

"Yes, to a certain extent. We've been here for a long time. People at the hospital are starting to wonder how Carlisle holds onto his youth so well. We should have been moving on soon anyway. So Emmett, Rosalie, and Jasper are all 'away' at college, so they won't be missed while in Alaska. And as to what we're going to say about Edward's departure is up to you."

"What do you mean? You aren't really giving me a good explanation here, Alice. Just tell me."

"After graduation, we're leaving no matter what. It's time for us to move on, time wise. But if you don't want us here, Carlisle, Esme and my self, then we'll leave immediately. You heard about Carlisle's offer?" I nodded. "It's true, but he hasn't given them an answer yet. If you wish for us to leave you to live your life, then he'll take it, and we'll join the rest of our family in Alaska."

"I don't want you to leave. You're my best friend, Alice."

"Even after I leave, Bella, after graduation, if you still wish to keep in contact we will. I promise you that."

"And what about Edward?"

"He's hurting, dear," Esme spoke up. "He needs some time to accept the way things are."

"He's quite used to getting his way, Bella. You not wanting him anymore was a bit of a shock to him," Alice added.

"I still want to be his friend, I told him that."

"And he doesn't want to lose you entirely either, but he just needs time to adjust and accept the current arrangement."

"And you said what you would say about him would depend."

"Yes, if we all leave then nothing will need to be said. The family would be moving as a unit. But if we three were to stay, we would say he left to finish the year with our aunt and uncle in Denali."

"Why did the others leave?"

"Well, Jasper didn't feel comfortable staying so close. He needed time to refocus on our diet. The memory of your blood's scent still makes you appealing. He is so very sorry though."

"He has no reason to be. I knew the risks of spending time with your family. I don't blame him for anything. I don't understand why Emmett left without a good bye."

"He and Rosalie went to be support for the other two. Both are beating themselves up over what happened. Each blames himself solely for your accident. Emmett and Rosalie are just trying to be there for them."

"Oh, I guess that makes sense. I hope they can knock some sense into them. It was an accident. No one was to blame."

"Yes, well, regardless it was better for them to leave Forks."

"I understand."

"So what is your decision, Bella?"

"What? Oh! I want you to stay of course. If you're leaving in a few months, I want to spend the time I can have with you. Do you think the others might be better by the time graduation comes to say good bye?"

"I think that is a strong possibility."

"Good, that's nice to hear."

"So what do you want to do with our next two hours?"

"Don't you already know what we'll be doing?"

"Yes, but I was trying to have a normal conversation."

"Just tell me."

"We're watching The Breakfast Club," she said proudly.

"You usually don't like teen movies like that."

"I do if they were made in the eighties. John Hughes was a mastermind."

"If you say so…"

"Oh come on, Bella. Sixteen Candles was a riot."

"A riot?"

"Whatever. You have sorry taste in film. Not all movies can be set in the eighteenth century with British accents."

"I like movies other than classic novel adaptations, thank you very much."

"Romeo and Juliet is not much better."

"Fine, put the movie in."

So I watched as the group of screw ups all found themselves and discovered each other as well. The poor geek ended up alone. He definitely got a better ending in Sixteen Candles. He got the head cheerleader in that one.

After the movie finished, I said my good byes. I would see Alice at school the following day. I promised to come see Esme and Carlisle soon. I got in my truck and headed for the store, I debated on which store to go to. I decided to just go to the store on the res. That way I wouldn't have to backtrack through Forks. I pulled in the store and hopped out of my truck. I going through the door, I grabbed one of the small shopping carts. They, unfortunately, didn't have large ones since they were such a small store, and I knew my cart would be full, if not overflowing.

While driving I decided on what to fix for lunch. I knew it couldn't be overly complicated because I would have to fix a lot of it. I settled on enchiladas with black beans and rice. I made my way over to the produce section first. I grabbed a couple of sweet onions, a few green onions, some green and red bell peppers. I also picked out some jalapeno peppers, some green chiles and dried red pepper. I wasn't completely sure what kind of basic cooking supplies that Sam would have in his kitchen. I grabbed the olive oil, rice, beans, cream of chicken soup, chicken broth, and tomato paste. I was deciding how much to get of the ground beef when I heard my name.

"Bella!" I turned to see Jacob strolling his way over to me.

"Hey, Jake."

"Happy late birthday," he told me, taking me into a Jacob hug.

"Thanks," I muttered.

"Wasn't it fun?"

"Um, yeah, fun not so much. Klutzy me, I got hurt," I said holding up my arm that still had the stitches in it.

"How the heck did you manage this?" He asked examining my arm carefully.

"Tripped into the table holding the cake and plates."

"Dang, Bells, you gotta be more careful. You can't be putting yourself in dangerous situations. You should just avoid glass, stairs, and sharp edges." I sighed.

"I know."

"So whatcha doing here anyway?"

"Getting groceries." I said like it was obvious.

"I know that," he said rolling his eyes. "But why in La Push? Don't you have a better stocked market in Forks?"

"Yes, we do have one, and I don't know about it being better stocked. I need the food here in La Push to cook, and the Forks store was out of the way. Does it bother you that I'm using your store?"

"Of course not, Bella, I was just wondering. Who are you cooking for here?"

"Um, Sam." I knew he hated that I hung out with the 'gang leader'.

"Oh, I guess I should've guessed that, huh?" I didn't say anything, not really sure what to say to that. Luckily Billy came to save me.

"Hello, Bella," he said rolling up to Jacob and I.

"Hey, Billy, how are doing?"

"Still kicking just fine," he said with a serious face. I tried to hold in the laughter. I mean, it wasn't funny that Billy had no use of his legs, but damn the man, he had one hell of a sense of humor. Jacob roared with laughter, bending over in his fit. As soon as Billy cracked a smile and let out a laugh of his own, I let mine out as well. All three of us laughed for a good minute.

"Well, that's good to hear," I got out.

"Seeing Sam today, right, Bella?" Billy asked.

"Yes, I am. I'm fixing lunch."

"For him and the boys?" I glanced over at Jacob. He was suddenly tensed up, clenched jaw, and hard glare toward the floor. I really didn't want him to know about that, I knew he'd disapprove. He just didn't understand the truth, and I hoped he never would. Guess Billy wasn't there for my rescue after all.

"Yeah, enchiladas with black beans and rice."

"Sounds good. Sam's a lucky man."

"Thanks," I said quietly. It seemed that Billy knew everything. I assumed that the Council must have had a meeting. I mean, the Alpha entering a relationship with his imprint was probably a big deal, especially after said imprint was stupid and blind to the truth for months.

"Why is he lucky?" Jacob asked a bit harshly.

"Why Bella and Sam are dating now, Jacob."

"What?! Why?!"

"He really is a great guy, Jacob. I wish you'd believe me."

"Sure, sure, whatever. I mean, when did you and Cullen even break up?"

"A few days ago. And I know how that sounds, but this has been kind of long time in the making. I was just too blind to see it before."

"Right, well, I'm going to go…grab some cereal. See you later, Bells. Dad, I'll meet you up front."

"Jake…" He walked away without a second glance. I knew he wanted me to give him a shot if I was going to be giving one away. That just wasn't going to happen, and the sooner he realized, the better it would be for him.

"Don't worry about him, Bella. He'll be just fine."

"Yeah, well, I don't see how, when all I'm going to do is keeping hurting him."

"He'll learn the truth eventually. He may not like it, but he will have to accept it."

"What are you saying, Billy? Jacob will be like Sam?"

"Just a father's hunch."

"Why do you say he will?"

"Jacob's grown four inches since March. It could just be a good 'ole regular growth spurt, or it could mean that he'll join the pack. Only time will tell."

"But he's still so young."

"He's got Alpha blood in him, Bella. He has the strongest bloodline of any boy on the res. I'm afraid that even if no more…people like the Cullen's come through the area, he'll phase. I believe the gene is already triggered, but like I said, it's a waiting game."

"Oh, well, I hope we have to wait forever. Jacob is too good hearted and innocent to be trapped into that kind of life. He deserves better, they all they do."

"Bella, for us, for the tribe, it's an honor to become a part of the pack. I know it seems like a hard life, it is, but they're protecting the tribe. There is no great job or honor."

"I realize that, but it just seems that the job and honor should be bestowed on people a little older. These boys shouldn't be robbed of their childhoods."

"Maybe not, but this is how it works." I sighed heavily.

"Yeah…"

"Well, I'll let you get back to shopping. We need our Alpha and pack well fed."

"Sure, right. See you later."

"Bye, Bella."

I watched Billy roll away down the aisle. Now I had one more thing to worry about. I didn't want to see Jacob lose his future. I finished picking up the last few items I needed. I checked out and made my way to Sam's.

Author's Note: Don't think I forgot about poor Jacob. Life just isn't working out the way he'd like it to. Up next Bella meets the pack. What do you think they'll say and do? Also, I got my Internet back! YAY!