A/N: I'm glad everyone is enjoying this. You guys have been really great throughout this story, and I appreciate it so much. So, I hear through the imdb world that casting has been finished for New Moon, but they haven't released any info out yet. I'm kind of excited, and can't wait to see who they've cast for the next installment. I'm intrigued about the rumor of Dakota Fanning as Jane, I would love to see her play this role, I think she could definitely pull it off...

Anywho, enough babbling from me. Here is the next chapter...

Chapter 20
Possessive

Rachel and I spent a good bit of our time in the kitchen to get to know each other. She told me a little about her school and I did the same. During our conversation the question I had been waiting for appeared out of the blue.

"So, Molly how did you meet Jacob?"

I glanced over at the living room where Jacob, Paul, Seth and Billy were sitting. Jacob's head popped up and he grinned at me, sending me a wink.

"By chance, really…" I shrugged my shoulders. "We ran in to each other at Maroon Bells, that place I told you about…" I glanced back at her. "I'm not usually a klutz but I tripped and was headed for an evening swim in the cold lake," I blushed at the memory. "Jacob grabbed me before I could hit the water…"

Rachel laughed, "Excuse him, he has a hero complex," Her entire face brightened up with a grin.

"Dually noted," I laughed along with her.

I could hear Jacob laughing. He was up and out of his seat in seconds. He entered the kitchen and wrapped his long arms around me.

"Having fun talking about me, ladies?"

"Of course," Rachel mused grabbing a stack of plates from the cabinet. "Tell the guys dinner's ready."

Jacob's warm lips pressed against my cheek and his arms vacated from my waist. I sighed and helped Rachel get the silverware together.

The group of young werewolves crowded the kitchen hungrily filling their plates. An off-beat idea occurred to me and I prepared a plate myself, grabbing some silverware and a napkin.

Smiling, I walked in to the living room and served Billy who was watching Jake, Seth and Paul shove each other, an amused look on his aged face. I used my free hand to pull out a TV tray for him, placing the full plate in front of him.

"Molly, you didn't have to—" I smiled at him and waved it off. "Thank you," He smiled in return, the corner of his eyes crinkling just a bit.

"You're welcome,"

"Mols, are you gonna eat or suck up to my dad some more?" Jacob joked from the kitchen.

I turned around sharply and eyed him, "I was just being polite…" I winked at Billy before heading back to the kitchen to get my own plate.

Jacob's grin didn't falter; he grabbed another plate and handed it to me. I gladly accepted it and the room buzzed with words and praises about the food. Everyone piled up their plates—well at least Jake, Paul and Seth did.

We were all sitting down now, talking amongst ourselves; just casual conversation.

Seth muttered something under his breath and Billy chuckled causing Seth to turn beat red. The older man gracefully quipped back, "I'm gonna tell Sue all a bout this, Seth Clearwater…"

Seth's lips pursed, "Good luck tracking her down," He snorted, a goofing grin spreading across his face.

Billy laughed in agreement. I was confused and I turned to look at Jacob, maybe he knew what was going on. When I looked at him, his face showed his puzzlement as well.

"Am I missing something?" He pressed, his free hand resting on my knee.

"Sue has been spending a lot of time with Charlie lately," Billy grinned.

I glanced at Jacob, waiting for him to react. The name Charlie sounded vaguely familiar but I couldn't remember where I had heard it before. Sue registered to me as Seth and Leah Clearwater's widowed mother.

"Ch—Charlie? How's he doing?" Jacob fumbled over his words.

I looked at him strangely, though I didn't raise a question. I figured an explanation would follow from someone, soon enough.

"Good, a little worried about Bella, but good nonetheless. He and Sue have bee seeing each other since the wedding."

There was that name. I felt my jaw muscles tighten at the sound of her name. I watched Jacob cringe at her name and shuddered when Billy mentioned the wedding.

Then it hit me. I remember Jacob telling me that Bella's father, Charlie, was best friends with his father. That was how they met.

Billy cleared his throat, "Charlie said they were back," He mulled over something for a moment. I noticed his eyes flicker on me for a moment longer than he was probably expecting. Ranging for my reaction? I wasn't too sure. Everyone else was silent. "Bella called and asked for you several times since they've been back…"

I stiffened at this. How could she break his heart, marry some mythical demon and pretend everything was ok? That shook me to the core. I didn't know if I wanted to hear anymore.

I cleared my throat, "Rachel, I'll do the dishes…" I interrupted and stood from my spot.

Rachel opened her mouth to say something but I turned away and headed to the kitchen with my plate and Jacob's. I couldn't eat anymore if I wanted, my stomach couldn't handle it.

I walked in to the kitchen, cleared my plate and started the water hoping to drown out the voices in the other room.

I heard Jacob's question next and it made me angry, worried, afraid and maybe even a little guilty.

"H—how is she?"

I started to wash the dishes that were sitting in the sink; pushing the thought of Bella out of my head. I was lost in my own torrid thoughts when I felt it. The heat that I was so familiar with; the smell of his forest like musk.

I closed my eyes and his large hands cupped my elbows making me drop the sponge in my hands. He pulled me in to his chest, resting his chin on my shoulder, which probably wasn't too easy for his tall frame.

"Molly," His voice was low, so low that if I wasn't paying attention I might have missed it. A sigh escaped my lips. "She was my best friend,"

"Was being the operative word here, Jacob." I retorted back. "A best friend that tore your heart out, no less."

I felt his hands tighten on my elbows, "Molly." His voice was so stern it gave me goose bumps. "Please don't be like this," He whispered.

"I'm sorry, but I just don't like her."

"You don't know her," Jacob dictated.

"I don't need, nor do I want, to know her." I told him stubbornly. I knew I probably sounded immature here, but I couldn't help myself. I, like many other girls my age, do not do well when it comes to threatening situations. In my eyes, Bella was a threatening situation.

"Don't be irrational about this," He mused.

"Irrational?" I scoffed.

I pursed my lips together and turned around sharply to look him in the eye. I glanced over his shoulder, the living room was dead quiet and everyone was stone still.

"They're listening," He confirmed my unasked question.

I groaned to myself, great, first day meeting everyone and I come off as a crazy, possessive girlfriend. I leaned my forehead against his strong chest.

"Fantastic," I muttered. "I don't wish to continue this conversation right now," I turned back to the dishes.

Jacob didn't say anything else, he moved to my side and picked up a dish towel and began to dry the dishes.

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I pushed the conversation earlier out of my head. Rachel had initiated the conversation when we returned from doing the dishes. We all talked about school and what we wanted to do later in life. We talked about work and hobbies and everything pretty much under the sun.

A lot of getting to know you stuff.

"You'll never guess what happened while you were away, Jake," Seth's boisterous voice swam happily amongst us.

"Did Leah finally imprint?" Jake laughed.

"No, but Brady did, and Embry was so mad…" He laughed, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Brady?" Jacob coughed.

"Yeah," Paul nodded.

"Well damn, fourteen and imprinting…" Jacob's mouth was open a little in shock, and I laughed a bit. I guess him imprinting on me at eighteen wasn't too bad then.

Paul shook his head, "Before you and Embry…"

I watched to register everyone's reaction, Seth's lips twisted upwards and Jacob coughed nervously. I figured he would have told everyone, but perhaps he only told Seth.

"Actually," Jacob's hand tightened on my knee and I smiled at him.

Paul stared at him for a second and shook his head glancing at me, "I shouldda known…"

Jacob laughed and Seth popped up, "I knew!" He exclaimed.

"How did you keep a secret?" Paul inquired and I glanced to the younger boy.

I could definitely see Seth as the kind of person to blurt out any secrets he might know. I laughed at this and Jacob knocked his shoulder in to mine playfully.

"I wanted to surprise everyone."

"My boy," Billy commented, he looked to me and I felt a blush fall on my cheeks. "Well, I can't say I'm disappointed,'

Jacob laughed, "Me either…"

Things carried on so naturally among us. We all seemed to get along very well. I couldn't wait to be able to connect with all of his friends and pack members. I was hoping that whatever had been bothering Sam and Jared earlier today had to do with something other than me.

I crawled in to bed that night, with a smile on my face, though it didn't last too long. Instead of dreams about a vampire killing my brother, I had dreams about the infamous Bella and Jacob.

It seemed so casual at first, but then it turned in to something more. He had just gone to see her, to see how she was doing, and it turned in to a really bad soap opera episode. The dream was filled with lies, deceit and betrayal.

I bolted upright when it got too far. I forced myself awake; I wasn't going to be able to sleep if these dreams continue like this. I couldn't picture him with her; it just wasn't normal.

"Molly," His voice shook me out of my revere. I sat up in the dark and stared at the door. "Are you ok?" He asked quietly.

"I'm fine," I mused not wanting to talk about it.

"Are you sure? You were screaming my name…"

I swallowed hard; I didn't know that, "I was?" I asked him out loud.

"Yeah, are you sure you're ok? Did you have another nightmare?" He sat down on the corner of the bed.

I looked around, "I didn't wake up Billy or Rachel, did I?"

He laughed, "They sleep like the dead," He stopped after he said this and I caught the apologetic look on his face. The moonlight was shining through the window behind me, lighting up his handsome face.

"Good," I muttered.

"Did you have another nightmare?" He asked again.

I didn't want to tell him that it wasn't the same nightmare he thought I had, in my eyes, it was a little worse than the ones I had been having, "Something like that…"

He stretched out on the bed next to me and pulled me against his warm chest. I loved being in his cocoon of warmth, it made me feel like everything was ok; even when it wasn't.

A little bit of the storm, but not entirely... next chapter is going to get a bit dramatic... can't wait to finish writing it! :)