A/N: Here is the Blue Moon update. I hope you enjoy. It includes some of my favorite wolves. I hope you enjoy (and excuse the lack of Jacob in this chapter).

Chapter 24
First Beach

Seth had arrived only minutes after Jacob left the Black house. I can't say that I was really surprised. Jacob was adamant that I would not be left alone for any length of time by myself. I thought it sounded kind of childish, but who was I to argue?

I had no idea what they were up against, who this vampire was, or what he wanted. They had a better idea than I would. They apparently had history with vampires, evil ones. Not ones like Edward and his family.

I cringed at the thought. I was actually thinking of them as a family; a coven would be a more appropriate term. Edward and Carlisle had been so pleasant that I couldn't understand the hatred amongst the Quileute Tribe and the Vampires.

Except for the fact that the vampires were the reason that they could all turn in to wolves, which she could see the turmoil there. Especially with Jacob and Bella's situation. I shook my head. I didn't want to think about that. I didn't want to be thinking about her.

"Hey Molly…" Seth came bounding from the kitchen and gave me that adorable grin.

"What's up Seth?" I questioned looking a little intrigued with his excitement.

"Do you want to go to the cliffs? Or maybe we can go to First Beach?" He questioned. "Instead of being cooped up in the house all day?"

It definitely sounded like something I wanted to do. I didn't really want to be held up on house arrest. I was on vacation after all. I smiled and nodded my head.

"Go get changed, I'll wait right here…" Seth grinned and sat down on the couch.

I lifted my chin and headed back to Rebecca's room where my clothes were. I wasn't sure exactly what to wear so I settled for a pair of khaki capris and a white baby doll top that was light an airy. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror and cringed.

I looked like hell. I pulled out my make-up back and put just a little foundation on to make my skin look less splotchy and dabbed on a little lip gloss and bronzer. It couldn't hurt, right?

I slipped in to a pair of flip flops and headed to the living room. I could hear Seth talking to someone, but I wasn't sure who. When I came in to the living room, Sam Uley stood before me.

"Hello Sam," I gave him a polite smile.

"Molly," He nodded his head. "How are you today?"

"Fine, thank you" I felt a little uncomfortable around Sam still. Maybe it was the fact that he seemed very standoffish, like Leah had. I pressed my lips together. "Should I head outside?" I asked not sure if I was interrupting an important talk.

"No," Seth shook his head. "Sam and Emily are going to join us at First Beach…"

The name Emily sounded vaguely familiar. I racked my brain trying to conjure up her image, but I couldn't. I don't believe that I've met Emily yet. Who was she? Why did I know that name?

Then it hit me, Leah's cousin, and the one that was engaged to Sam. I paused and tried to remember what Jacob told me about her. He met her in school? I thought to myself, I immediately knew that wasn't right. No, that was Jared and Kim.

Sam and Emily. I said it to myself a few times and then I realized why I had heard the name before. I remember the night Jacob was explaining the werewolf thing to me, how if he was really angry or upset he would change without a thought, he didn't want to ever do that around me.

Emily's scars.

I pulled myself from my thoughts and smiled, "Great, I'd love to meet Emily."

I witnessed a small upward lift of Sam's mouth, and knew he was trying to hold back a smile. I would break his hard exterior eventually; I was pretty good at that. Seth pulled his tall frame from the couch.

Seth led us outside of the Black house and I saw a girl, maybe a little older than me. She had beautiful copper skin and silken jet-black hair. I could only see the left side of her face, which was unscathed. I figured that it was her right side that was scared by Sam.

"Emily," Sam's voice came from in front of her. It was low, but she could hear the affection he had for her when he said her name.

Emily turned to face them a smile pulling at the left side of her mouth, the other side was pulled down making her look as though she was grimacing at the same time. I knew I couldn't stare, it wasn't polite. So I diverted my gaze down to the ground for a brief second.

"Emily, this is Molly Landon, Jacob's girlfriend." He pointed to me; I looked up and smiled at her warmly. "Molly this is my fiancée Emily Young."

I stuck my hand out and shook her hand firmly, "It's a pleasure to meet you Emily," I dipped my head a little shyly. I didn't want to be caught staring, so it was best to divert my gaze elsewhere.

"You as well, Molly." I could hear the smile in her voice. She seemed like a delightful person, and I couldn't wait to get to know her better.

"First Beach, c'mon…" Seth grabbed my hand and literally started speed walking down a dirt road.

This kid was strong, he was only about sixteen years old and he was lanky and quick. Sam and Emily trailed behind us casually, his arms around her and she seemed to be talking about something, what I wasn't sure of.

"Seth, could you slow down. I'm not a werewolf…" I groaned and looked around making sure there was no one around that didn't know about the pack. "I can't walk a million miles a minute." I joked and he laughed.

"You're a dork," Seth shook his head and stopped on a grassy knoll. "Here we are…" He held his arms out, as if he were Vanna White.

"And you say I'm the dork…" I muttered with a grin, winking at him.

Seth blushed and looked around, "How about we take a walk up the beach?"

"Sure," I nodded and followed him on to the sand.

We were quiet for a few minutes and I decided to open my mouth, the quiet was bothering me just a little too much. So I asked Seth about himself, and he blushed profusely before energetically telling me about his life growing up on the Reservation, school, his mom, his father and his sister.

"So, is Leah the only girl that's ever… y'know?" I asked casually.

"Phase?" Seth questioned with a grin on his face. "Yeah, it was a pretty big shock to everyone, especially our father." His brow furrowed and he shook his head. "She blames herself."

"Leah?"

"Yes," Seth nodded. "Our father he, uh—he died of a heart attack not long after she and I both changed." He took a deep breath. "The Tribe had never heard of a girl phasing before, always the young men." He lifted a shoulder. "Leah blames herself; she thinks there is something genetically wrong with her…"

I could see that. How many times had I blamed myself for Patrick's murder? Thought that it was my fault that he was in Seattle? It was my fault that he was in the wrong place at the wrong time during those 'gang' killings. I still, subconsciously, blame myself for it. Even more so, now, that this vampire-thing is haunting me.

I nodded my head in understanding.

Seth scrunched his face up and looked down at me, "Your turn," He grinned widely at me.

"What do you want to know?" I asked him.

"Um, why Colorado?"

"I missed my dad, and they have a really great digital art program at the school I go to in Denver." His eyebrows pulled together. "And after my brother died, I couldn't even think about Washington without cringing…"

"But you came." Seth stated adamantly.

"I did," I nodded my head letting the sand squish between my toes. "For Jacob."

Seth's smile grew, "What's it like?" He asked after a few moments of silence fell between us.

"What is what like?" I asked confused for a second. I wasn't sure exactly what he was speaking of.

"Being imprinted on…" Seth pressed his lips together.

"Um," I bit the corner of my lip and thought for a moment. "I guess, I really don't feel any different than say if I had just fallen in love with someone." I licked my lips. "But it's like there are invisible strings on my heart that seem to just pull me in whatever direction he is in." I sighed and looked up at the cloudy sky. "Just a gravitational pull in his direction. You know a part of me just has to be with him, or it's not whole. I can feel emptiness when he's not around."

"Like now?" Seth questioned me, his eyes were full of wonder, and he was like a kid learning something for the first time. I couldn't help but smile.

"Oh yeah, as soon as he left this morning." I nodded my head. "I felt my heart strings tugging, wanting to follow after him, but I knew I couldn't. I knew he wouldn't allow it." I lifted a shoulder. "Shouldn't you know this though? I mean Emily and Sam have been together awhile, haven't they?"

"Yes," Seth nodded. "But Sam and Emily don't like to talk about it. I guess I've never really thought of asking anyone else. I'm not as close to them as I am with Jacob and Leah."

I nodded my head understanding, he looked ahead and laughed to himself and I glanced at him puzzled.

"And Claire is too young to really understand, or talk to anyone…" He mused thinking of Jacob's good friend Quil.

"I assume that it's different for them?" I pressed letting my eyes focus ahead of us and saw what might have brought up his last statement. Quil and Embry were strolling on the beach in front of us, I smiled slightly and they waved heading towards us.

"From what Quil says, yes. He doesn't see her romantically. He sees her like a brother right now, like he has to protect her no matter what. He will be whatever she needs him to be, and when the time comes and she's old enough, they will be together. Eventually…" Seth explained as Quil and Embry stopped in front of them.

"Hey guys," I grinned and they both scooped me up in to a large hug.

"Jacob let you out of his sight for longer than ten minutes?" Embry grinned his arm resting casually around my shoulders now, as if we had been pals for years.

"He's patrolling," Seth answered for me. I gave him a glance and he was walking just a little further away than he had been, Quil walking on the other side of him.

"Ah, for our nasty little bloodsucker, huh?" Embry's grin was playful and I nodded.

"What are you guys up to?" Quil asked his hands in the pockets of his black cut-off shorts.

"Just had to get out of the house," I lifted a shoulder. "Seth here offered to take me to the beach and here we are…" I smiled and nudged Seth.

He gave me that goofy grin and the four of us continued walking until Sam and Emily caught up with us. I was standing by the water, my flip flops had come off awhile ago and now my feet were resting in the cold water.

The guys were several feet away from me talking and joking amongst themselves, looking like normal Native American teenagers. I grinned and shielded my eyes from the sun.

"Hey Molly, mind if I join you?" She asked quietly.

I looked up to meet her gaze and smiled in return, "Of course, you don't even have to ask…" I quipped back.

She smiled in return and I asked her about herself and she told me some things, I believe her guard was still up, but I don't blame her. She stood with her left side in my peripheral. She was welcoming, more so than Leah had been at first. She asked me general questions and I answered them casually, kicking at the water every now and then.

"Mols!" Seth called me using my nickname and I smiled a little bit.

"Yeah Seth?" I turned to look at him swatting at Quil's arms that were trying to capture him and probably either wrestle him to the ground or throw him in the water. I glanced at Embry and saw that he was sopping wet and figured my latter guess was more accurate.

"We should head back to the house; Jacob will be back in a few minutes…" He pressed his lips together trying to fight the smile that was forming on his lips as he dodged Quil and now Embry as well.

"Ok," Hearing Jacob's name made me want to run back to the Black house and not look back. Though, I knew that would be rude and very uncalled for. I turned to Emily and she was facing me now, letting me see the large pinkish-red scars on the right side of her face in full plain view.

"If you ever need anyone to talk to," She put a hand on my bare arm and I smiled at her, mentally slapping myself for being envious of her flawless complexion. "I'm here." She said softly.

I rested my hand on top of hers and squeezed, "Thank you, Emily."

She stood there for a second, and wrapped her arms around herself before I said my goodbyes to the other guys for now. Seth and I headed back the way we came.

The walk back to the Black house seemed to take forever. When we arrived Seth looked a bit perplexed, I gave him a weary eye and he shook his head, warding off that I was something bad.

"Jacob's not home yet." He explained.

"Oh," I sighed heavily and looked at the house. "I'm going to go take a shower, maybe he'll be back by then…"

Seth nodded and followed me in to the house. Rachel and Paul had gone in to town to go shopping with Jared and Kim. Billy was over at the Clearwater house, probably with Charlie Swan. I sighed at the thought. It seemed like everything I thought was going to bring me back to either Vampires or Bella.

I shrugged it off.

I wasn't going to let that bother me. I wanted to get the sand out of places that it shouldn't be in and the salty wind that reeked havoc on my hair. It was a tangled mess.

I slipped in to Rebecca's room and grabbed some clothes to change in to; perhaps I could convince Jacob to take me out tonight. I headed to the bathroom and started the water, peeling off the clothes that I had worn out to the beach with Seth, Sam and Emily.

Stepping in to the shower, I let the hot beads work their magic. I closed my eyes and it matted my hair against the base of my neck and along my cheeks, but it felt incredible. My muscles seemed so tense and my mind had been on overdrive since the mystery vampire met me in the woods.

The pleasure that washed over my body as the water cascaded down it was unexplainable—almost orgasmic in a way. It was like nothing could bother me here; nothing could harm me or touch me where I was. Submerged under hot water that calmed and soothed.

My eyes remained closed, but my euphoric state came to a screeching halt. I felt like a hundred pounds of pressure just sat on my chest. I was having a difficult time breathing, I couldn't open my eyes.

The images that flashed in my head, they were vindictive and gruesome; bodies being torn apart and burned. Hissing, growling and commotion could be heard pounding in my ears. Shouting, I could hear a lot of shouting. Emotions washed over me that I hadn't felt in a long time; anger, pain, remorse.

I pressed my lips together, trying desperately to open my eyes, but I couldn't. I couldn't tear my thoughts away form what I was seeing in my mind's eyes. The vision changed. It seemed almost like someone changing the station I was watching.

It was no longer a war zone. In fact I was standing in the middle of a meadow—a beautiful meadow. I could see the area around me, it was peaceful. Nothing like I had ever seen before. I was alone, but I could sense another presence around me.

I tried to find them desperately, but I couldn't see anyone. I couldn't hear anyone.

"Molly, sweet Molly…" A voice cooed from the darkness.

My insides instinctively tightened and I felt my legs weaken at the sound of his voice. Whoever he was.

I felt my head spinning, but I could see him. I could see that beautiful pale face; I could see the burgundy of his eyes. They were darker than I had remembered, closer to black than they were to red.

"Sweet Molly," He made tisking sound and I couldn't bare the sharp feeling in my gut. I leaned forward in pain. It hurt; it was literally causing me bodily harm. "You still have not figured out who I am yet…" I could see the sickening grin light up his face.

My face contorted and I wanted to hurt him, I wanted to cause him pain, but I couldn't. I knew I couldn't. I felt like there was some kind of force keeping me from opening my eyes, though I knew what I was experiencing wasn't real. I knew it, but it hurt all the same.

"I'll only give you one clue," He grinned, he looked like a man on the verge of murder, like he was some kind of psychotic serial killer about to meet his breaking point. Which, I thought about it, he was. "Nathaniel,"

My eyes seemed to snap open for just the briefest of moments when I heard someone shouting my name. It sounded like they were really far away, but they couldn't be. I was in the Black House taking a shower; there was no part of this house that was that far away.

I tried to open my mouth, tried to call out to the person, but I felt my knees weaken before I heard the door to the bathroom open. My head was swimming with confusion as my vision blurred and all I remembered was his voice and his name echoing in my head.

Nathaniel.

Evil nasty bloodsuckers! Drama is back, yay. :) Hope you enjoyed, please R&R!