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Chapter 12

Jacob's POV

Finally it was Saturday, the day Edward and Carlisle would return home. I had mixed feelings about this. On one hand, I felt glad and relieved, because we would finally find out what was happening. Nessie had managed to drag out of me everything that Bella had told me, and since then had been anxious about what Edward and Carlisle might discover, making me anxious too. Pixie had already seen bits and pieces of what they would say to us, but I still wanted to hear it straight from them.

On the other hand however, I felt sad because Edward coming back home meant no more breakfasts at the cottage, which meant no more alone time with Bella. Not only did I enjoy her cooking, which was far better than anything I could make myself for breakfast, but I also hadn't realized how much I missed spending time with her. The last time we had been able to spend one on one time was back when she was human and Edward had left. Things were different now… better. The time we shared before was plagued with conflict, because despite of the fun we had together, she was miserable because her leech was away and I was miserable because she didn't love me. But now, we both had our significant others with us, so those few minutes we got to spend with each other every morning were uncomplicated and perfectly happy.

I was sitting on the kitchen counter while Bella made pancakes and scrambled eggs with sausage, peppers and cheese. I could tell she felt the same way because she was awfully quiet and would barely look at me. She finished the enormous breakfast and handed it to me. She stood there with the look she gets when she wants to say something important. Finally she spoke.

"I love you Jake… you know that right?"

I had to laugh, when did she get all melodramatic on me?

"Don't laugh at me!!! I'm serious."

"I know you are; that's what's funny." – She stuck her tongue at me and started cleaning the kitchen.

"I love you too Bells… truth is, I'm going to miss you once Edward gets back."

"I know." – She said, as she turned to look at me.

"Morning." – Nessie walked in the kitchen. Her eyes were still puffy from having just woken up and she was rubbing them with the back of her hands; she looked so adorable, like a little girl. The moment she walked in the room whatever nostalgia I was feeling over losing my alone time with Bells quickly went away. It was true that I missed my best friend, but I could endure anything if I had Nessie with me; she made me whole.

Nessie went over to Bella and kissed her cheek, and then came to sit next to me, kissing mine as well.

"Momma, can't you talk to dad so that Jake can eat breakfast here every day?"

"You know your dad Renesmee, he's old-fashioned; the thought of approving out loud that you two sleep together every night is alarming to him."

"But it's not like he doesn't know!!! And besides, he used to spend the night when you two were unmarried; don't you think that's a bit hypocritical of him?"

"I know honey… I don't understand your father sometimes either. I'll try to talk to him, ok?"

Nessie looked irritated so I put my arm around her waist and kissed her neck, whispering in her ear "let it go." She took in a deep breath and relaxed. She rested her head on my shoulder and just sat quietly while I started eating.

"Wow mom, are you trying to give Jake a heart attack?" – She was appraising my large plate. It had pancakes covered in syrup, scrambled eggs with cheese and sausage, bacon, smashed potatoes covered in gravy, bread with butter and jelly and a small bowl on the side with oatmeal and chunks of banana.

We all started laughing and Bella looked as if she would be blushing if she were still human.

"I guess I went a bit overboard… but Jake's a big boy."

"You can say that again." – Nessie wiggled her eyebrows at me. The girl was scandalous, how could she say something like that in front of Bella? I was mortified, thank god Edward wasn't here, because Ness was giving me a sexy look and my brain, without my permission, was producing the most indecent pictures. I don't know if Bella didn't notice or just pretended not to, but she kept cleaning the kitchen as if her daughter hadn't just made a sexual insinuation. She was worse than Quil, I immediately regretted all the times she had hung out with us and listened to the guy's jokes.

I cleared my throat because I felt like I would choke on my food; Nessie smiled teasingly. Like I've said before, this girl would definitely be the end of me. I continued to eat my food trying to erase from my brain the things I was thinking; I had already made my peace with those cravings but it wasn't like I wanted to go around thinking those things all the time, especially not in front of my girlfriend's mother.

After a few minutes, Nessie got down from the counter and started heading upstairs; she turned to look at me and said "I'll be taking a shower." Her statement was completely innocent, but it sent chills down my spine and the images continued to make their way into my head. I could only imagine how soft her skin would get under the warm water, could only dream of what it would be like to touch her, to feel her bare skin against mine. I was deep in my thoughts when I felt something cold touch my cheek making me jump at the sensation, the images leaving me at once. Bella was standing in front of me with the back of her hand to my cheek and an examining look on her face.

"You ok Jake? You're blushing… if I didn't know better I'd think you had a fever."

"Oh… I'm fine; it's just hot in here."

Bella smiled at me and took away my plate, which I had managed to clean up. She turned around and started washing it.

"We're picking Edward and Carlisle up from the airport in a while, the whole family's going so you better go change. We leave for Seattle in an hour, ok?" – I couldn't help but smile at what Bella had just said; to think that years ago I would have gladly killed any one of them for being bloodsuckers, and now, it made me happy to be accepted as part of their family, even proud. It's bizarre what love can do to a man.

I went home in a blast, got in the shower, put on clean clothes and headed back out. Billy was sitting in the living room watching TV with Rachel and Paul. My sis' eyes lit up once she saw me; her face reminding me so much of mom.

"Hey little bro, I never get to see you anymore."

"Yeah, the vamps have taken him hostage… don't be surprised Billy when he comes home all cold and blood craving." – Paul was laughing hysterically at his really bad joke; to think that I would have to put up with him for the rest of my sister's life. Imprinting can sometimes be a bitch.

An image of Blondie popped into my head and I was surprised by the similarity in our situations, because both of us have to deal with someone we love loving someone we don't like. I immediately tried to shake of that thought, obviously; finding something in common with Blondie made me nauseous.

"Don't pay attention to Paul… stay a while Jake; we're watching reruns of "Friends"."

"Can't Rache, I'm sorry… but I have to go pickup Edward at the airport." – Paul snorted at this and I saw Billy shift a bit in his wheelchair.

"What? Are you their chauffer now?"

"Shut up Paul… I'm going with Nessie."

"Yep, imprinting can sometimes be a bitch."

"I was thinking the same thing." – I was already half way through the door. Nobody can get under my skin like Paul, except for Edward of course. I decided not to drive but run back, the little exercise would certainly put me in a good mood after my encounter with my "brother in law".

When I got to the cottage, Nessie's scent was gone, so I kept running until I reached the big house. I rounded the building and made my way into their massive garage. Emmet was already behind the wheel of his Jeep Wrangler, with Rosalie in the passenger seat checking her makeup in the rearview mirror. When they saw me, Emmet honked his horn at me and nodded, while Blondie simply scoffed and wrinkled her nose. They were already driving out, passing next to me so that could see Esme sitting in the back waving at me. I waved back and continued to make my way in.

Leaning on the yellow Porsche 911 Turbo was my Nessie, Jasper next to her with his arm around her. Pixie was already inside the car in the driver side, she had these huge sunglasses on and a scarf over her hair and around her face, probably to keep her hairdo intact while driving with the top down. She looked like an actress out of a 1950s movie and it was hard for me not to laugh. Bella was sitting in the passenger seat with her arms folded, she looked annoyed.

"Don't you think this is a bit extravagant? We want to stay low key, how the hell is this thing going to blend in?"

"Oh come on Bella, I never get to drive it here in Forks!!! Just enjoy it, don't be such a party pooper!!!"

"Fine, but I much rather go with Jake and Nessie, and use my car, it's far more subtle."

"No!!! I want you with me!!! I even brought a scarf for you as well, we'll look like starlets!!!"

Now I had to laugh, mostly because Bella looked both ticked off and mortified. She glanced at me and growled, making me laugh even harder.

"Ok, Jacob's here!!! Get in the car Jasper sweetheart!!!"

Jasper kissed Nessie's forehead and patted me on the shoulder as he climbed in the backseat of the Porsche. - "Bella, would you like me to take away your irritation?" – Bella pouted as she put on the scarf in resignation. – "Fine." - Immediately a rush of happiness washed over all of us but faded quickly once Jasper was able to focus it solely on Bells.

Pixie giggled excitedly and waved to us goodbye as she sped off out of the garage.

"So, which car should we take?" – Nessie was looking at me with a big smile. This was the first time I could pick out any car out of the Cullen garage to drive. The only other time I'd had the privilege of driving one of their cars was before Nessie was born, when I stupidly thought I could just drive away and imprint on any girl I found. You would think I would take advantage of this opportunity, but they were all expensive cars and I felt inhibited.

"Um… I don't know Ness… why don't we just take your car?"

"My car? You don't want to use any of these?" – I could tell Nessie had been excited about me driving one of these beauties and that I was "being a party pooper" like Pixie had so comically phrased it. Nessie looked disappointed and I wanted to kill myself.

"On the other hand… I've been dying to try out your dad's Ashton Martin V12 Vanquish."- The excitement immediately returned to Nessie's face and she ran to the cabinet where they kept the keys, tossing me Edward's.

"Shotgun!!!" – She yelled out as she climbed in. She was the cutest thing I'd ever see in my entire life. You would think that she would have already taken for granted all the material possession they own, but she doesn't. She's still like a little girl who appreciates even the smallest toy.

I took in a deep breath and got in the car. The leather interiors and the wood finishes on the dashboard made the interior space smell delicious; that, mixed with Nessie's scent, was the most fun my nose has ever had. I turned on the engine and the sound was amazing; I could feel the power of the vehicle beneath me, the vibration of the motor, the smell of gas burning, Nessie's excited heart beating. In another life it would have been a far away dream to get in a car like this, but now it was a reality, and for someone like me who's loved cars all his life, it felt great.

I drove a little above the speed limit, still a bit afraid of wrecking Edward's masterpiece. The car was purring and asking to go faster but I contained myself. Nessie was looking at me the entire time and I could tell she was enjoying this as much as I was.

We got to Seattle much too fast and I was utterly disappointed when I saw the airport in the distance. How could I possibly let go of this beauty once I'd driven it? I slowed down as to make the most of the little time I had left with the car, but we still got to the parking lot faster than I wanted. I found a spot and parked it.

"So, did you enjoy that?"

"You bet Ness, this car is amazing."

"The look on your face Jake was priceless!!! I don't think I've ever seen you that into something!!! Like a little kid." – Nessie was smiling her most beautiful smile, the kind of smile she's given me since she was a kid, the smile that lets me know she loves me back, my favorite.

"That's not true Ness. There's something you've seen me into much more than into cars."

"What's that?"

"You." – Nessie's smile got wider and she leaned over to me, her lips finding mine. We started kissing and before I knew it, Ness had somehow climbed over to my side and was on my lap, facing me. I don't know if it was the adrenaline of the car ride or the enticing smell of the car's interior, but I'd never wanted Ness more. My hands started making their way up her thighs and under the flower dress she was wearing. I was right; the skin in her upper thighs was as soft and delicious as I had imagined it to be. Nessie's hands were under my shirt, caressing me, making my muscles twitch from the sensation. I wanted more, the fabric of my shirt getting in the way of my body and Ness' touch. As if she could read my mind, she began to unbutton my shirt. I could feel her fingers slightly shaking when she did this, her obvious eagerness to strip me down provoking me to kiss her even harder. I too yearned to see more of her, feel more of her; so I moved my hands upward toward her tummy, caressing every square inch of her glorious skin. As I did this, my fingers slightly graced the fabric of her underwear, making my heart skip a beat. My mind worked rapidly, showing me several variations of what she could be wearing. The only time I'd seen her in her undies was when she was a toddler and had just been potty trained; she had been so excited to wear "big girl" underwear, instead of diapers, that she lifted her dress to show me. Back then my heart had soared with joy upon seeing her so happy, the "Winnie the Pooh" design on them adorable. But now it was different, very different. I desperately wanted to take off her clothes, wanted nothing more than to kiss every perfect part of her. Her lips left mine and she started tracing kisses all over my chest, each one burning into my skin, branding me as hers; but as much as I was loving it, my lips felt miserable without her and I needed to have her beautiful face close to mine, so I let go of her body with one of my hands and tilted her chin up. When I did this she smiled at me and I felt like I could die right then and there. She then raised her hands to my face and started projecting images and feelings, as we continued to kiss. Her thoughts were so chaotic it was hard to understand them. She projected how much she desired me, projected what she wanted us to do, projected how my hands felt on her body. This was too much; I was aroused more than I'd been in my entire life.

Would this be it? Would we actually lose our virginity in the front of an Ashton Martin? The thought hit me like a brick and I immediately regained consciousness of my actions. This was wrong… she deserved more, I deserved more. I knew that whenever and wherever it happened, it would be perfect, because we were perfect for each other, but that didn't mean that rushing things was right. The day I confessed my love to Ness, Edward had made me promise that I would treat her with the same respect he treated Bella before marrying her; I couldn't let him down.

It was probably the hardest thing I'd ever had to do in my life, but I stopped kissing her and dropped my hands to my sides; the temptation to keep going still very strong.

"Jake…" – She breathed, as if imploring me to keep going, but I couldn't; my mind was set. I took hold of her wrists and took her hands off my face. If I kept seeing what she was thinking, there was no way I'd be able to stop this. When I did this, she stopped trying to kiss me and leaned back. We both stood there looking at each other, breathing hard. I couldn't read her eyes and it killed me not to know what she was feeling. After a few minutes of just sitting there, our breathing calmed down and she placed her hand on my face again. - "Sorry", was all she could project.

"No Ness… I'm sorry. This isn't the time or the place baby. I got carried away."

"No, it's my fault… I… I didn't mean to show you those things… I… sorry." – Her voice was cracking and she looked embarrassed, quickly getting up off me and returning to her seat. She was blushing from shame, with tears in her eyes, and wouldn't look at me. My heart felt heavy with what she was feeling and all I wanted was for her to know that it was fine, that she didn't need to feel ashamed.

"Nessie… we both got carried away… you don't have to feel ashamed, I love you."

"I'm a terrible person… I know how you've struggled with this… and I still go around tempting you… manipulating you into doing something you don't want, when all you want is what's best for me."

"Ness… please don't say that… you don't think I wanted that? I'm ok with it now… I know there's nothing wrong with wanting it; this was just a slip up, on both our parts, it's no big deal."

"No Jake!!! What kind of a girl shows those things to her boyfriend?!!!" – I finally got what she was so mortified about.

"Ness… you love me, you trust me enough to show me your feelings, to show me what you want. That's not manipulation. I just think we both have to understand that this is a part of our relationship, you know? Learn to laugh at the predicaments we put ourselves into. If we would have gone ahead with it, can you imagine what Edward would have said if he knew we had sex in his favorite car?"

I was trying to lighten things up and it worked because Ness smiled and finally looked at me. Her smile was somehow sad, but it was still the most beautiful thing in this world. I knew she had put herself in a vulnerable position by showing me what she did, and I also knew that pushing her away after that must have been somewhat humiliating for her; I didn't want her to feel rejected.

I wiped a tear from her cheek with my thumb and leaned in to kiss her.

"If I could show you things… I would have shown you exactly what you showed me. Don't feel bad baby… please… promise me." – She smiled again and nodded, wiping with her fingertips the last of her tears. I felt like a stupid dog for making her cry.

"I'm ok Jake… maybe we should go inside, they're probably wondering about us."

"Oh-oh… you think you can block out your thoughts from Edward." – She blushed again but this time it was adorable, not painful.

"I hope so. Can you?!!!" – Her eyes were wide with horror, probably mirroring mine because I was just as anxious. I'm not exactly known for keeping thoughts to myself, not when Edward's concerned. But I couldn't embarrass Nessie anymore, so I knew I had to accomplish it.

"Yes, don't worry… let's hurry before they suspect anything."

We ran out of the car and went inside the airport. After a few minutes of walking around, we were able to find the family. They were all sitting in a waiting area; Bella having a conversation with Esme and Blondie while Pixie sat in Jasper's lap with her middle and index fingers pressed to her temples and her eyes closed, probably trying to see what was the cause of the plane's delay. Emmet had found a chair facing a big screen TV that was running a football game and was sitting in it with his feet perched up on another chair's arm, just the way he's sit in his own living room.

"What took you guys so long?"

"Oh Bella, it's obvious…" – Nessie and I both braced ourselves for what Blondie would say.

"… It was stupid of us to let a mutt drive; he probably couldn't handle the car. Did your paws get in the way of steering, dog?" – Nessie and I both relaxed at this.

"Hey Blondie, what do you call a blonde behind the steering wheel?... Air bag." – She just scoffed at my joke and nobody else laughed, but at least nobody noticed anything wrong. I felt Nessie exhale and giggle a litter, probably out of obligation, but I still liked it.

"Got it!!! They'll land in five minutes and be walking through that door in twenty." – Pixie exhaled loudly and automatically relaxed once she had seen the future, quickly getting into the conversation between Bella and Esme. Nessie and I sat down and waited, we were both sort of edgy from what had just happened. I caught Jasper looking at us, a slight smile curving his lips. We could block our thoughts from Edward but there was no blocking our mood from Jasper, who was probably picking up on God knows what. I could only hope the he wouldn't tell Edward, otherwise we'd be screwed.

Just as Pixie had predicted, twenty minutes passed and sure enough, Edward and Carlisle walked in pulling their luggage. Bella and Esme were the first to get up, running towards their respective mates. Everyone stayed behind giving both couples the sense of privacy.

"Hey bro!!! What'd you bring me?" – Emmet's loud voice startled several people sitting nearby. He went up to Edward and gave him a massive hug, patting him loudly on the back.

"I brought you a polar bear... but they confiscated it in customs." - Emmet laughed out loud, starteling the nearby strangers again.

Carlisle hugged and kissed everyone, except for me of course, whom he just shook hands with. After everyone was done greeting each other, we decided to go back home so that Edward and Carlisle could give us an update.

"Bella, are you coming back with me?"

"No Alice, we're driving back with Renesmee and Jacob… see you at the house." – Bella took hold of Edwards hand and started walking faster, not giving Pixie a chance to persuade her otherwise. Nessie giggled and started walking faster as to catch up with her parents and I followed. When we reached the car, Edward came to a halt.

"Mmmm… I see someone had fun." – Edward was looking at the Ashton Martin, obviously assuming that it had been me who had chosen to bring that car. He smiled teasingly and turned to look at me. - "So, you want to drive it back?"

"Really? Yeah!!!"

"Ok… Bella and I will sit in the back… we have a lot of catching up to do."

"On second thought, I'd rather you drive." – I said it with a disgusted face, holding the keys in front of me, and everyone laughed, even Nessie who found Bella and Edward's PDA equally disturbing as I did.

We all got in the car and headed home. Nessie was sitting beside me and I was trying hard not to think about what had happened just 45 minutes ago in this very car. I turned to look at Nessie and saw that she had her eyes closed and was deep in concentration. I turned my focus on the road and blocked my thoughts, becoming so concentrated that I wasn't even enjoying the feel of the car as I drove it back. I was deep in meditation when Edward's voice startled me.

"Alright… any of you want to tell me something?"

"What?" – Both Nessie and I responded in unison.

"Let me put it this way; Nessie is repeating the national anthem over and over again and you Jacob are up to 168 "bottles of beer on the wall". Is there anything you'd like to say?"

"No." - We responded again in unison.

"No? Nothing inappropriate going on?"

I glanced at Nessie and she looked mortified, how could I save her from this?

"Nothing that's your business." – As soon as I said it, I knew it was a mistake. Stupid dog.

"My daughter is my business." – Bella was trying to quiet him by whispering things into his ear, but she was failing miserably. I could already feel the anger radiating from him. Nessie was looking even more worried and I knew my response had been way off, so I tried a new tactic.

"Edward, you know I would never hurt Ness, I respect and love her the way you respected and loved Bella before you were married… that's all I can tell you… you're just going to have to trust me, because I'm sure as hell not going to show you anything. That's between Ness and me."

I took in a big breath and braced myself for Edward's retort, expecting him to overreact like he always does. So I was utterly surprised when he simply said – "Fair enough."

I felt Ness exhale and relax a bit in her seat. She looked at me and mouthed "Momma is shielding us." In that moment all I wanted was to turn around and give Bells a big bear hug, I really did love that woman. I heard Edward whisper to Bella and say – "Pushover." - A smile evident in his voice.

Finally I was able to relax and at last got to enjoy the drive back.

Nessie's POV

I was extremely relieved when we arrived at the big house. The tension in the car was enough to kill a human being and all I wanted was to get out. Even though I knew my mom was shielding us, it was still uncomfortable to be sitting so close to dad with my mind begging to scream out everything that had happened. Just the sight of Jacob gave me goose-bumps and chills. His hands on my body had been the most amazing and delicious thing I'd ever felt in my entire life; I could still feel my body tingling from where he had touched me. This was definitely dangerous territory and I just really needed to get away from the car, because every second inside it was agony, my feelings still very much stirred up by the events.

We entered the big house and gathered in our large dining room table. I was nervous about this meeting and about the information we would obtain, so much so that I quickly forgot about the car incident. Deep down inside I felt as though my dream had something to do with the werewolf appearance, like maybe it had been a premonition of some sort; I was dead afraid of this, of course, because that meant that something bad might happen to Jacob. Just the thought made me want to burst out in tears, so I put it away and tried to focus on the situation at hand.

Once we were all seated, my grandpa was the first to speak.

"Alright, why don't we start be telling you everything we found out and you can ask us all the questions you like.

First off, you'll be happy to know that none of our dear friends has been injured. I think it's precise we get that out of the way so we are all more relaxed. According to Tanya, the week before last, Thursday night, she was reading a book in their study when she felt the presence of something, a creature, she hadn't felt before; she says the scent she perceived was foul and putrid. She went outside and realized, with great shock, that in front of their house were four of these creatures. The description she gave us is that they were covered in thick black hair, stood on their two legs like humans, were extremely tall, at least 8 ft, had yellowish eyes with black slits like cats, and faces similar to wolves."

Panic started hitting me when I realized how similar to my dream the wolves actually were. Jacob must have sensed my panic because he scooted his chair closer to mine and wrapped his arm around my waist; his closeness relaxed me and I was able to breathe and keep listening to the account.

"Tanya alerted the others and within seconds they were all outside facing the creatures. She says they attached in a group formation, like a pack with one mind."

I felt Jacob shift in his chair and take in a deep breath. I wanted desperately to know what he was feeling and thinking; but since I couldn't ask, I just let it go and continued to pay attention. This was vital information I couldn't miss.

"The fight begun… Tanya says they were extremely strong. One of them tackled Eleazar and threw him about a hundred yards away, something rather difficult to do to a vampire. She says that if not for the fact that we vampires are faster and that the wolves were outnumbered, they would have easily won."

"So they're stronger than us?" – Uncle Em looked outraged, I guess because he's always gloating that he's the strongest thing out there.

"Tanya believes they are as strong if not stronger than newborn vampires. So yes, I'm sorry to say Emmet, but they are stronger than us.

Subsequently, the fight didn't last long. Our friends were far too quick for the creatures to be able to damage them. Tanya and Kate both injured two of the creatures, while Garret ripped off the arm of another. At some point, without any form of communication that Tanya could perceive, they decided to retreat and sped off."

"Why didn't they follow them?!!! Finish them off?!!!" – Uncle Em yelled in disbelief.

"They tried but couldn't find their scent, as if they had just disappeared. It is very strange indeed, my guess is that they must have somehow returned to their human form, and since Tanya and the others were tracking a specific scent, they completely missed them."

"So they really are werewolves?" – Jacob's voice was calm but firm, all business.

"I can't be a hundred percent sure until I run some tests on the creature's arm. But I believe so, yes."

"What makes them different from us? From me?"

"Well Jacob, I'm glad you asked, because over time the legends about werewolves have evolved and been altered from the truth. There are many differences. First of all, you and your peers are shape-shifters; your ancestors could have chosen any other animal form, unlike werewolves, who actually carry wolf DNA in their systems, making them hybrids. It's in their genetic code, it's not a decision, not a birthright; it's a mutation.

Secondly, they cannot control the transformation and once they are transformed, it is believed that their human rationale and morals are lost, the animal part takes over and they act upon instinct. That makes them extremely volatile and dangerous."

"So it's true about the full moon changing them?"

"Not actually. Over time the idea of the full moon effect has been romanticized and we have been lead to believe that some supernatural occurrence takes place. The truth is; their transformation happens in cycles, much like a woman's menstrual cycle, it is something repetitive and coincides with the moon's phases. Therefore it is not only on the full moon, but each time the moon completely reaches a phase."

"If that's true, how could they have changed back to human form to elude Tanya and the others?" – Uncle Jazz had a serious face on and seemed really worried, everyone's mood possibly rubbing off on him.

"I don't know son… something is very off. A normal werewolf would not have the capacity to change at will. Also, werewolves are sloppy in their attacks and although they do run in groups, they do not run in packs. The attack Tanya describes was planned and according to her, there was coordination within the group. Normal werewolves cannot communicate between themselves, much less act in coordination as a team. And their retreat is also very rare, because they are known to be blood driven irrational creatures that'll fight till the death."

"So is it possible that they're not werewolves?" – What Uncle Jazz was asking made me very nervous. If these creatures were not werewolves, than we knew nothing about them, making this situation much more treacherous.

"It is possible, although I've never heard of creatures of this sort outside of werewolves; it is highly unlikely that no one would know about them. Maybe the werewolves have evolved somehow, become smarter and more organized."

"I think we're missing the most important question…" – Jacob's voice was void of emotion and his face was a hard mask. I knew he was about to say something horrible. Everyone turned to look at him in expectance.

"…no matter what these things are… why would they attack Tanya and her family?"

Everyone looked from Jacob to grandpa; but it wasn't grandpa who answered.

"Vampires… because they're vampires." – My dad was not looking at Jacob when he answered; he was looking at mom, the one person he can't live without, the person he'd protect with his own life. I felt nauseous. If these things were targeting vampires, my entire family was at risk, and although for the time being it seemed they were easily beat, I had a feeling in the gut of my stomach that this wasn't the end of it.

"I do too." – My dad looked over to me, responding to my thoughts.

Thanks for your reviews… keep them coming!!! I'm trying to add a little suspense and thrill, let me know if it's working!!!

PS: According to the Twilight Books, Bella's car as a vampire is a Ferrari, but I'm thinking that she would probably keep it stored and would drive something a bit more modest. Just in case you were wondering about her comment to Alice about her car being more "subtle" to take to the airport. I know I'm being crazy, just wanted to clear that up. :) :) :)