It was black; he could hear screams of a little girl in the distance. They weren't just any screams, they were Renesmee's. He ran down through the ebony in a desperate attempt to find her, but the farther he ran the quieter the screams became. He saw light coming from a large opening at the end of what he thought was a hall, he ran to it. Inside he could see a small girl curled up in the corner, there was a hole in the top of the ceiling, that light shined through. The girl gave off a little whimper of pain, thinking it was Renesmee, he ran to her. He lifted her off the cold stone floor and cradled her. He carried her directly under the light to reveal her face. Then he saw it wasn't Nessie, it was Gillian. She was cold, her skin was pale.
"Gillian?" he asked questioningly. Her eyes shot open, her beautiful green eyes were as black as the pupils that no longer showed. She smiled menacingly and snarled as she lunged for his throat.
Jacob woke up screaming. He sat up straight in his bed and was panting. He replayed the dream in his mind. What had it meant? Questions stirred in his mind. There was one Jacob refused to think could be true; was Gillian a vampire? The door swung open showing, Billy was sitting up straight in his wheelchair, wrapped in a bathrobe.
"Are you alright? I heard you scream." He rolled his chair over to the side of Jacob's bed, and reached out to grab his hand. Jacob gratefully lied back down and set his head on Billy's lap. He looked at the clock; it was 2:41am.
"It was just a dream." He said in a cracking voice more to himself than to Billy. He wasn't sure which part was worse, Gillian as a cold blooded killer, or have Renesmee stolen away from him even in his dreams. Billy moved Jacob's head back onto the bed, and stared at him; looking for any clues in his face about his nightmare. Jacob closed his eyes and Billy wheeled himself back out the door, just as he began to close it he heard Jacob
"Dad?" he whispered innocently.
He opened the door and looked at him "Yes?"
"I love you." Was all he said before closing his eyes with a sigh.
"You too Jake." He mumbled awkwardly, and rolled back to his room.
He slept dreamlessly and woke up around noon. He groggily got out of bed and sauntered to the kitchen where he drank straight from the carton of milk, leaving dribbles all over his chin and tee shirt. He put the remaining amount of milk back into the fridge and reached back to stretch. He jumped when he saw his father sitting and watching him.
"Oh hey Dad, you scared me!" He laughed.
Billy smiled back at him, "good morning, sleeping beauty, I thought you were dead in there." Jacob yawned as Billy spoke to him, "How are you feeling now? Did you sleep well after the nightmare?"
Jacob nodded and rubbed his eyes. "Yeah, I still feel kind of tired though."
"You can feel tired if you sleep too much," Billy responded matter-of-factly.
Jake shrugged; he still wasn't able to get the dream out of his mind. What if she was part of the supernatural world? There was only one way to find out, he grabbed a pair of briefs and cut off jeans in his drawer and walked to the bathroom. He stripped off all his clothing and looked at his naked body in the mirror. All the muscles were hard and the veins popped out of them. He quickly ran a hand over his abs and stepped to the toilet. After he was finished he pulled his underwear then his pants on; leaving himself shirtless. He picked up his tooth brush and turned it over in his hands, he set it back down and took a mouthful of mouthwash and spat it out. He ran his fingers through his frizzled hair; not bothering to brush it. He grabbed a granola bar from the kitchen and shoved the whole thing in his mouth as he walked out the door. Walking a few feet into the forest he tied his clothes to his ankle and phased.
He crouched down onto his forelegs, leaving his but in the air; and stretched his spine out. He shook out his fur and started a steady paced trot as he maneuvered through the woods. He stopped at the edge of the trees outside of Gillian's house. He saw her; she was putting a chained lock onto the metal gate of her small pasture. Staying low to the ground he made his way to a small patch of shrubs and trees about fifty feet away from her. He lied down in the bushes, making a small crackle of leaves under him. She froze. So did Jacob. How did she hear that? No human would've been able to. Unless he was right and she wasn't a human. The sentence 'it was just a dream' seemed liked a lie to him now.
She stood up and looked around, her long blonde hair shone in the unusual amount of sun light that covered forks. She looked directly at the patch of shrubbery that Jake was hiding in.
Shit he thought she sees me doesn't she? In fact she did see him; she furrowed her eyebrows as she stared him down. Jacob, who was frozen in fear, stared back with wide eyes. She was about ten feet away when Jacob jumped up and tried to run, with no avail. His front left leg was caught in a piece of loose barbed wire fence. He tried to get away, but it was no use. The more he struggled the deeper the wire cut. Gillian was standing next to him now, she had her hand out.
"Easy baby, easy, it's ok I won't hurt you," she cooed, "I'm going to get some wire cutters and get you out. Stay here." She turned around and jogged to the old barn and disappeared into it. Jacob was frozen once more; did she really think he was an average animal? Didn't she see he was six feet tall to the shoulder? He wasn't sure whether or not to try to get away or stay and wait. Curiosity overtook him as he saw her come out with a plastic box; she was carrying by the handle on the top. In the other hand she had a plastic bag with slabs of raw meat in it. She walked slowly towards him, and set the stuff about five feet away. She clicked her tongue at him; it was a peculiar sound. He cocked his head as Gillian pulled out a hunk of meat from the bag. She held it out in front of his nose; he took a few steps back until his injured leg was stretched all the way out in front of him. She continued to click and coo until he strained his neck to sniff her offering, he gingerly took it between his teeth and set it on the ground. He continued to sniff and prod at it until realizing it was safe. He took it back into his mouth and threw his head back; swallowing it whole. By the time he put his head back down she was dangling another piece of meat in front of his muzzle; he gobbled it down. She kept handing him more meat until the whole bag was done. After it all was gone, she looked at him with a smile. He suddenly felt dizzy, he sat down. His head slumped, she put her palm on his shoulder.
"It's all right; you're just going to go to sleep for a while." She whispered. It was then that Jacob realized she had drugged the meat. He struggled to move, but his muscles wouldn't respond. He fell into darkness.