Eighteen Years Later.

The sun rose, and the sweat beaded down my forehead. I awoke with a scream, and my head was hurting. The long tresses of brown curly voluminous hair covered my face and anything else it could. Clouding my vision I laid back, closing my eyes trying to bring sleep back.

So far, all I've heard was that death was easy, life was hard. I guess dying would be easy, if it were in the place of someone you loved and you loved them enough. Another sigh fell from my mouth, I'd have to be up soon, packing everything else for the big move.

As I finished up the last box, something caught my eye a picture, of me and another past time. Jacob Black. The story behind me and Jacob is far to much, I mean…..we were best friends before I left at age four with my mother Renee. It'd been three years since I stopped seeing my dad, and another two since I'd talk to him. Now I was moving in with him. Crazy right? Mom had remarried, after divorcing Charlie because of relationship problems.

She married a man named Phil, a minor leaguer for a small team. They were now going to travel the world for games, and Mother didn't want to stay behind with me. So I opted to go and live with Charlie. Of course, Charlie was ecstatic, and mother seemed almost reluctant. But she let me choose, I was now eighteen, and she had no say on who I wanted to live with.

So as we loaded the car with the boxes, and the drive to the airport seemed almost mind deafening as there was no talking, and there was no music, just me and the silence. We seemed to thank God as we reached the airport for now everyone could now be happy. As mom and I shared our hugs and goodbyes, and with Phil the same thing, no tears were shed except for moms.

Boarding the airplane, I knew something was up with Mom as she had cried more than usual. Was something being hidden? Well, I was about to find out. As the plane landed for the small tiny Olympian Peninsula I sighed. "Here already?" I muttered to myself. The flight hadn't seemed long at all, maybe I just slept a lot. Yeah, that was it. I slept really long. Getting all the boxes and bags out of the luggage compartment, I headed off the plane, wheeling other luggage my arms couldn't carry.

I immediately spotted the famous police cruiser that contained my dad. Charlie Swan. Of course, nothing had really changed, he was still Chief, and I was the chiefs daughter. But one thing had changed, on the police cruiser, read The Reservation and not Forks. Wondering about that, I was curious more.

As I neared the cruiser, I was immediately engulfed into a hug by my dad. Hugging back just as tight, I suddenly felt a huge grin on my face. "Hey Charlie!" I exclaimed, before pulling away from the hug. He smiled, and just nodded, before taking my bags before I could object to him taking them.

Following to the cruiser, I wondered when he moved to the reservation, and why had he moved. As we got in the car, I cleared my throat. Glancing towards Charlie, I smiled, " So….Charlie when did you move to the reservation?" I asked softly, playing with some of my hair.

A chuckle escaped his lips, that were pale and smooth like. "Well….kiddo, the Rez was needing a new chief, so I stepped up. Forks was disappointed to see their best Chief go, but I had to help out with Billy and every one there." A nod came from my way, and a smile graced his lips. "Don't worry Kiddo…it's a nice place, promise."

I felt reassured, as we crossed over the treaty line of Forks and the Reservation. Suddenly we were pulling up to a nice wooden house, that was huge and spacious. A grin escaped my lips, and I got out of the car, taking my bags seeing a rusty old pick-up truck in the garage. "Dad…..I mean, Charlie? Who's truck?"Charlie was wearing a smug smile as he spoke, "Your car Kiddo….figured you'd need one if you wanted one." He spoke, as a smile went on his lips.

Suddenly overfilled with joy, I looked back at Charlie, before hearing a metal clang on the garage floor. I arched my eyebrow and Charlie just chuckled, taking my bag. He gestured towards the garage and I just shrugged before stepping off towards it. Suddenly, a body rose out from under the truck, as if appearing in grease and denim jeans.

A breath caught in my throat, looking at the male boy in front of me, biting my lip nervously. Suddenly pulled from my stare, a voice interrupted the thoughts I was having. "He- Bella?" My head shot up, as the hot young male spoke my name. "Ye-Yes..t-that's me…" I stuttered and a chuckle rose from the males lips. "Its me…..Jacob. Jacob Black." A grin smeared across my face, looking at the boy with long brown beautiful hair and sun kissed golden skin.

My breath hitched in my throat again, as I stepped closer towards the boy, a smile on my face. His arms were reached out, and though he was covered in grease, I wrapped my tiny arms around him, and we hugged as tight as could be, as if not having seen each other in at least five years.