Once I was inside my apartment, I hurried up to my room and pulled out a duffle bag. I quickly stuffed a bunch of my clothes and other things inside. My mind was racing. I was going home…..for real. I took a deep breath and put a hand to my forehead. This is the right thing, right? I thought about what Emily and Sam said: We will fight it together. Together as a family. I smiled and closed my eyes thinking about Sam. Gosh how I missed him. I opened my eyes and continued to pack. I ran to the bathroom to grab my stuff and zipped up my duffle bag. I threw the duffle bag over my shoulder and walked out of my bedroom, shutting the door on my way out. I walked into the kitchen for the last time and grabbed the keys off the counter. I took a deep breath and walked out the door. I put the bag on my bike and headed for the studio. Once I got there, I opened the door and did a quick scan with my eyes. I was going to miss this place. The martial arts studio/ dance studio was like my second home. (A/N: The martial arts studio is also the dance studio, they share the place) I went to the front des and grabbed some pieces of paper. I wrote a letter to Chad saying I was leaving and sorry for it being such noticed. I also said that he was a great teacher and I learned a lot. I quickly sealed the envelope and took the other sheet of paper. I began writing a letter to my dance students. I put how sorry I was for leaving but I will come visit. I said something nice and true about each of them and wrote down my cell number. I signed my name and put a 'P.S.' at the bottom. I said if they needed anything, to call right away and I would be right there. I put down the pen and sealed the envelope. I wrote their names on the front of each envelope and looked around one last time. So Long Montana. I thought. I shut of the lights and backed out of the studio. As I was walking back to my bike, my phone began to vibrate and ring. I took it out of my back pocket and looked at the caller ID. Sam. It read. I smiled and quickly answered.

"Hey" I said.

"Hey babe. I just wanted to make sure...umm…well…" he said nervously.

"Yea, im coming." I said. I hopped onto my bike and started the engine.

"You're taking your bike?" he asked.

"Yea, I will be there in a few hours."

"Bella, why cant you just poof over here?" he whined.

"Poof?" I asked smiling.

"Well, yea...that thing where you just kind of appear."

I laughed. "Look Sam, I will be there soon. I want to bring back my bike and I would 'Poof' myself over there, as you call it, but I want to clear my head a little. Plus I think I need to go see Charlie."

He groaned. "Ok ok. See you soon. Love you."

I smiled once again. "Love you too."

I hung up and started my bike.

I drove for a bout two hours before I got home. I parked my bike in the driveway. Charlie's cruiser was already here. I took my bag and put it over my shoulder. I took a breath and walked up to the front door. I knocked and waited. "Coming!" I could hear Charlie say. He opened the door and stood there shocked.

"Hey Dad." I said softly.

"Be-Bella?" he asked shocked.

"Yea, Dad, can I…can I come back home. I know I don't deserve to but…"

Charlie suddenly pulled me into a hug. I let out the breath I was holding and melted into his hug.

"I missed you Bells." He whispered in my ear.

After he let go of me, he opened the door wider for me to come in. We stood there, in the foyer, for a while just looking at each other. The silence wasn't awkward, but it wasn't peaceful either. I took my bag off my shoulders and looked at my dad. "Dad...im so sorry for leaving. I just...i couldn't stay…" I began. Tears started to well up into my eyes.

"It's ok Bells." He said softly.

"Why don't you go up to bed, you look exhausted." He took my bag and began heading up stairs. I smiled. I then took off my shoes and followed. He opened the door to my room and sat the bag on the floor next to my bed.

"Thanks." I murmured softly. He was about to walk out of the door before I stopped him. "Dad." I called.

"Yea Bells?" he asked popping back into my room. I walked up to him and gave him a hug like he gave me when he first saw me outside.

"I missed you too." I whispered. I felt his turn his head and kiss me on the cheek.

"Sweet Dreams Bells." He said, and then shut the door. I sat on my bed and took a breath. I was really back. I stood up and walked around my room. I brushed my hands over the surface of my desk. I thought about all of the times I was here, before I left, either writing or drawing. I felt a sudden urge to write in my journal, so I did. I walked over to my duffle bag, and opened it, searching for my journal. Once I found it, I put it on my bed, just staring at it. I took a deep breath and quickly changed out of my clothes and into my P.J's. After I was finished, I turned on my lamp, set my bag on the floor by the window, and looked through my journal. I read and looked at all the previous articles I had written and drawn. They were mostly dated back from before I left or when I had left. The hole in my chest started to resurface. I closed the journal and tilted my head back onto the headboard of the bed. I thought about everything that had happened, and my reasons for returning. Part of me was so excited to see the pack again. Another part of me was scared to see them. What if they were mad at me? I couldn't blame them for that. Wonder if they all moved on? I began to panic. The part of me that knew I should have come back was growing. I then thought of Sam and Emily. The look on their faces when I came back. When they saw me, it was…peaceful. I shook myself out of the panic and opened the journal to a new fresh page.

I came back for a reason. I started writing.

That reason was not only for me, but for my family…for the pack. I learned something while I was away. I learned that family was the most important thing. I learned that I am, and will be the strongest as long as my family is with me. They are my life. Without them, I am nothing. I would not be who I am today without them. They are my everything. I will not run, and I will not cower. I am strong, but they…they are my strongest. My self doubt will not tear me down, because they deserve someone who will always be there for them, like they are for me. Their will be no running. And if I do, they will be running with me.

Just as I was about to write more, saw Sam come through my window with a panic expression written on his face.

"Sam!?" I asked, closing my journal and walking towards him.

"Bells." He breathed, relieved.

I put a hand to his chest and he wrapped his arms around me. I laid my head on his chest for a moment, savoring the moment with him.

"Is everything ok?" I looked up at him. He lifted his head from hair and looked at me.

"Yea, you just didn't call and I thought…" he trailed off. It clicked. He thought I wasn't actually coming back. I forgot to call. Oh crap.

"Oh gosh Sam, I am so sorry. I forgot to call you. I was just so busy with my dad and then I was here and I felt like I needed to…" He cut me off with a kiss.

After we broke I looked at him.

"It's ok Bells. I just jumped to conclusions that's all. I'm glad your back." He said rubbing a thumb over my cheek. He wouldn't look me in the eyes.

"Sam?" I whispered, desperately trying to have him look me in the eyes.

"What is it?" I asked a little panicked.

"Nothing Bells. I missed you baby." He said softly. He kissed me once again. We stood at my window, making out for a few minutes. When we finally broke I put my head back on his chest.

"You must be tired. Come on." He said guiding me towards the bed. We both missed the bag I put by the window, and we went flying towards the ground together. We landed on the floor with a thud. Sam was hovering only an inch away from me. We were laughing so hard I was practically crying. Sam rolled off of me and onto his back beside me, still laughing. After we calmed down a little, I rolled on top of him. Hovering just inches away from his face. I kissed him softly and then got up. I held a hand out for him and he took it. We laid down together on my bed, his arms wrapped around my waist. Just as I was about to drift off he whispered in my ear.

"Hey Bells?" he asked softly.

I rolled over to face him. "Yea?" I whispered back, caressing his cheek with my thumb.

He took my hand from his face and looked at me.

"Promise me something."

"What?" I asked curious.

"Promise me…that you won't leave again."

"Sam..." I started.

"No. Bella, please. You need to promise me. Promise me that if you ever feel like you did before you ran away that you will tell someone…that you will tell me. Promise me that you won't run away like that…telling me you love me but you have to leave. Promise me that you won't leave me broken again, cause I don't know if I will be able to handle it." He said. I could tell he was trying not to cry.

"I...I-I promise Sam." I said. I gave his hand a squeeze and lifted my head to kiss him. "I promise."

I put my head under his chin, snuggling closer to my chest. After a few minutes, something occurred to me.

"Hey Sam?" I asked quietly.

"Hmm?" he said.

"Is this what you were nervous about when you first came into my room? You know, when I kept asking you if you were ok. You wouldn't look me in the eyes…"

"yeah." He said quietly.

"Hey." I said pulling his head down to look at mine. "I promise ok?" He looked me in the eyes for a minute. I felt as if he was looking into my soul. He nodded and kissed me on the forehead. "Get some sleep."

I nodded and closed my eyes, letting sleep come over me.

The next morning when I woke up, Sam was still beside me. I smiled and ran a hand over his face, over his arms, and to his stomach. I traced his abs, one by one. Suddenly a hand grasped mine. I gasped, and then looked up to see Sam. He was smiling. He brought my and up to his mouth and kissed the top of it. "Good morning." He said chuckling.

"morning." I said happily.

He rolled over so he was hovering over me. He kissed me. It was one of those passionate kisses that Sam is known to give me. I smiled into the kiss and kissed him back. He moaned as my tongue traced his bottom lip. After we were done with our little make out session I pulled him out of my bed.

"Come on." I said. He wrapped his arms around me as we walked downstairs into the kitchen.

"Sit." I commanded him. He walked over to the chair and sat down like I commanded him, but he wouldn't let go of our entwined hands. I rolled my eyes and walked over to him. My body fit between his legs. I kissed him on the forehead, and he laid his head on my chest. I then rubbed my hands over his head, down to his neck and kissed the top of his head. I swiftly walked out of his reach to get breakfast started. He growled a little, but I gave him a playful smile. I decided to make us some pancakes and toast. I got out the griddle, toaster and all of the ingredients. I tried to patiently wait for the griddle to heat up, but I couldn't wait. I used my powers to get the griddle hot a little faster. I heard Sam chuckle in the background. As the pancakes were cooking, Sam and I talked.

"So….how's Jake doing?" I asked quietly. This is one of the questions that has been bothering me since I decided to leave Montana.

"Jakes…Jake. He blames himself for you leaving. He and Leah are still together, but Leah is having a hard time with Jakes emotional state. I think she is running out of patience, or is tired of feeling helpless for Jake."

I nodded and bit my lip.

"Hey." He said. He stood up and walked over to me. "It's not your fault."

I sighed and looked up at him. "No matter how many times you say that, I know it's a lie." He was about to say something, but I put a finger to his lips.

"It is my fault. I left, I made the decision to leave, whether it was good or bad, I don't know. But it was my fault Sam."

He kissed my forehead. "Well you are back, that's all that matters."

I nodded. "I think im going to go see Jake today." I said while flipping the pancakes.

This time, he nodded. "Mmkkk. But I would wait after breakfast; he was on patrol last night." Sam said, going back to sit down at the table. I nodded but then a thought hit me. I turned towards Sam and raised an eyebrow.

"Why weren't you on patrol?"

"Well cause this beautiful woman, also known as my imprint and the love of my life came back home." He said with a cheeky grin. I smiled and rolled my eyes.

"So they know im back?" I asked.

"Nope. I just told them I had some stuff to do."

"And they listened?!" I said shocked. The guys would never listen without an explanation, let alone complain.

"No, but alphas orders." He said while wiggling his eyebrows. I laughed out loud and put the pancakes on a plate. We talked some more, and then after we were finished he helped me clean up.

"Alright, im going to get ready to go see Jake." I kissed Sam and started to walk upstairs. I took a quick shower and put on some clothes. I was brushing my hair in the mirror when Sam came behind me. "Stop worrying. He will be happy your back." He said. He kissed my head and let me go. "Alright, im gunna take off. Call me when your done with Jake." He said. I nodded. He looked at me one more time before walking out of my room. "Seriously Bells. It will be fine, and if not. I'll kick his ass."

I chuckled a little and looked at him. "Thanks." I said

"Anytime babe. Be careful." He said and then walked downstairs to leave.

I rolled my eyes.

"I saw that!" he yelled. I laughed. "Bye! Love you!" I shouted. I didn't hear anything and then suddenly Sam came bursting through my room again and picked me up, swinging me around. I laughed and squealed. He put me down and looked me in the eyes. "Love you too." We kissed quickly and he was back going out the door. After he left, I put the brush back down on the dresser and walked downstairs to leave. I got into my truck and drove off to LaPush to see Jake.

I arrived at Jakes house faster than I predicted. I took a breath and stepped out of my truck. I walked up to the front door and knocked a few times.

"Bella?!" Billy answered shocked.

"Billy." I breathed.

"Jake said you left…"

"yea, about that. I…decided to come back." I tried to put simply. He nodded and looked at me.

"Umm…well…is Jake here?" I asked politely. I stuck my hands in my back pocket to try and stop fidgeting.

"He is still sleeping. He covered for Sam last night…because Sam went to see you im guessing."

I smiled. "You're correct."

"I still got it." Billy said proudly. I laughed and gave him a hug.

"Come on in Bella, you can do the honors of waking up."

"Oh geez Billy, how kind of you." I said sarcastically. Jake was about one of the hardest people to wake up. You could be shouting in his ear and he would still be sleeping.

Billy snickered. "Good to have you back kiddo." He said before turning his wheels on his wheelchair to go back to the living room.

"Good to be back." I whispered.

I headed down the hallway to Jakes room. Once I got there, I opened the door to find Jake sleeping on his stomach. His head was at the edge of the mattress and one of his arms was practically brushing the floor. The poor mattress! I thought. I bent down towards him and pulled on his arm. "Eerrgmmm" was all he said. I chuckled to myself.

"Jake." I whispered while brushing my knuckles over the side of his head.

"Jake wake up." I said again.

"Bella." He whimpered in his sleep.

"I'm right here Jake. Come on, wake up. I'm back." I said a little more loudly.

His eyes slowly opened and shock hit his face. He slowly got up, watching me with his every move. "Hey Jake." I said nervously.

I noticed he wasn't blinking, just staring at me. "Jake, you can blink ya know." I said.

"I-Is this a dream?" he asked softly.

I raised an eyebrow. "You think about me in your dreams?" I asked teasingly.

"Bells?" he asked.

I nodded. "Seriously Jake, blink, your eyes are going to get all watery and hurt."

His eyes roamed over my body and back to my face. He blinked fast a few times. "Bella!" he yelled. He ran towards me and swept me off his feet. I giggled. "Hey Jake!" I said. He put me back down but wouldn't let go of me.

"Bella…Bella…Bella." He kept saying.

"Jake, that's my name, don't wear it out." I said happily. He let go of me and I winked at him. His big hands brushed my hair back from my face and ran down my cheek.

"I-I…."

I knew he was speechless, and surprisingly, so was I. I think that was the most intense moment we've had in our friendship.

"I-I….I missed you." I put. I couldn't rack my brain for any other words or explanations at that moment.

He pulled me into another hug. "I missed you too Bells." He murmured.

When he let go again we put our foreheads together. It was like a classic love story, but the love we shared was more as friends, not lovers. We were standing there, in his small bedroom, our hands entwined- side by side and just looking at each other like we haven't seen each other in decades. After a few minutes we heard Billy calling us.

"You kids ok in there?!" he shouted.

"Yea, we will be right out!" I said. "Come on." I lead him out of his room and into the kitchen.

"Hey Billy, Did you eat lunch yet?" I asked.

"No. Not yet." He said.

"Well, is it ok if I make you two lunch?" I asked smiling at Jake.

He rolled into the kitchen. "Bella, honey, do you really have to ask?" he said.

The three of us laughed. I moved around their kitchen, grabbing ingredients for sandwiches. I could feel Jakes eyes watching me everywhere I went.

"I'm not leaving Jake." I said as I was cutting the sandwiches. He smiled his goofy grin and I saw a faint blush.

After I put the sandwiches on the table they began to dig in. Jake noticed I wasn't eating and looked towards me.

"Arbt yob gobing to eat Bells?" He asked with his mouth full. I laughed. "Jeez Billy, I thought this kid had manners." I said with a laugh while pointing to Jake.

"So did I Bella, but he seems to have misplaced them." Billy said and continued to eat his sandwich. I laughed even more and Jake rolled his eyes.

"Why aren't you eating Bells?" Jake asked. He reached over to take a sip of his pop.

"Oh, I ate breakfast with Sam right before I came here."

Jake spit out his pop, and it sprayed all over Billy.

"Jake!" Billy growled. I laughed hysterically and rushed to get Billy a towel.

"Sorry Dad!" Jake said.

"Sam knew you were back and didn't tell me?! That's why he wanted me to cover for him last night?!" he said offended.

I handed Billy a wet and dry towel for Jakes pop mess.

"Yea, well…Emily and Sam were actually the ones to convince me to come back last night."

"Emily knew too?!" Jake said incredulous.

"Chill Jake." I said calmly.

"Well….technically Emily knew first. I came earlier to see her. I needed someone to talk to, someone that might understand." I looked at Jake and his face looked hike his dog just died.

"Jake, I know I could have come to you. You actually would have been the first person I would have come to."

"Then why didn't you?"

I chuckled a little. "Emily asked me the same question. I didn't want everyone else to know. I needed her to keep the secret, and not spill the beans." Jake was about to say something when I stopped him. "I know you would have tried to not think about it, but the way Emily was describing everyone to me, I knew it would slip out little by little. I didn't want to give Sam that false hope of me coming back…I didn't want to give anyone that hope."

"Then why did you come back?" he asked confused.

"I-I…I don't quite know that one yet. I mean, I do, but it's confusing. When I asked her earlier yesterday she gave me this whole speech about love…" I was getting myself and Jake confused. I took a deep breath and tried again.

"I missed you guys. I missed all of you soo much. I felt like it was killing me. But I thought to myself that no matter how much I wanted to come back, it was the wrong thing to do. What happened to you was all my fault. People can say it wasn't my fault all they want, but deep down inside, we all know it was. I know that you guys get hurt, but Jake, you should have seen the damage. I promised myself that that would never happen again. I was being selfish by staying with you guys. I know I was Sams imprint, but I thought that if I ignored it long enough, then he would eventually ignore it too and get on with his life."

"But then how…" Jake started. I could see where he was getting at, so I cut him off and continued.

"When I was talking to Emily. She was saying that maybe I was at my strongest when I was with you guys. I think it was her kind way of telling me I looked like hell." Jake chuckled. "She kept looking at the clock, and talk about long and random topics. When I finally decided that I should leave she got all fidgety and nervous begging me to stay. I couldn't understand why until I heard a car door shut outside. Then I figured out that it was one of you guys. I said I was sorry and quickly teleported away. I stayed at my apartment for a while, but her advice kept bugging me. I couldn't figure out how she could believe in this love we all shared. She honestly believed love was the key to everything. So without thinking, I teleported to her house. I yelled for her name and asked her to explain how she knew, and then…well…Sam was there. I guess we were both wrapped up in the passion of the moment and kissed. Then Emily explained. She said the looks we had on our faces and everything…and I couldn't…I just couldn't bring myself to leave." I let out finally finishing.

"Thank God for Emily." Jake said after a few seconds of silence.

I laughed. "Yea, I double that."

I looked over to Billy to find that he was no longer at the table.

"Billy?" I asked.

"In here Bella. I wanted to let you guys have your moment…and not have anymore pop incidents." I laughed and looked at Jake with a faint blush on his cheeks. I stood up and started to clear off the table. Jake was right behind me with his plate in hand. We started washing the dishes when the phone began to ring. Jake answered it since he was the one drying the dishes.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Hey Jake, is Bella still there?" I could head Sam ask.

"Yea! Im here!" I yelled in the background. I could hear Sam laugh.

"What's up Man?" Jake asked.

"So I was thinking, we should have a bon fire tonight." Sam declared. I groaned. Jake turned to look at me with an arched eyebrow. "Those things are cursed. Too much drama happens at those things." I whined. Jake and Sam laughed. This time I raised an eyebrow at them. "Oh come on!" I put a hand on my hip.

"Sure sure bells." Jake said. Just as he was going to talk to Sam I used my powers to put the phone on speaker and hang the phone back up.

"Bella." Jake whined.

"Don't believe me? Come on, the first Bonfire- my mom calls, the second- you guys tell me your deep dark secret, the third-I tell you mine and that didn't go too well after James showed up and we beat the crap out of each other and then disappears, and then…"

"Ok ok, we get it." Sam groaned. "Come on…please Bella? It will be like a welcome home party with a bon fire…"

I groaned once more. "Fine." I said.

"Sweet!" Jake said.

"Alright well I will call the guys." Sam said. "See you both around 6? My house?"

"Sure sure." I grumbled.

"Alright, bye love you!" Sam said sweetly.

"Bye love you too!" I replied.

"Yea! By honey, love you too!" Jake said in a girly voice. I bursted out laughing and so did Jake. I heard Sam growl at Jake.

"Hey man, that was for not telling me about Bella and making me cover your damn shift." Jake said recovering from our laughing fit.

"Yea yea." Sam said and then hung up. Jake and I finished cleaning up and decided to hang out at the beach for a while. We walked around there and talked for a while. We messed around and started splashing water at each other. When we came back to Jakes house, we were sopping.

"Nuh uh." Billy said, rolling into the foyer. "Go wait outside till you both are dried off. I don't want wet puddles around my house."

"But dad…" Jake started.

"Nope. You better listen son, especially after your pop ordeal." I snickered in the background. "Sorry." I said trying to hold my laughs. Billy turned to me and winked. Jake groaned. "Your never going to let that go are you?" he asked.

"Nope." Billy said and then rolled off.

"Come on Jake, I have an idea." I said and led him back outside.

I looked at Jake and smiled. "What?" he asked, giving himself a look over.

"Stay still" I said. I conjured up the wind and sent it to go all around him like a tornado. After he was done, his hair looked like an afro, but he was dry. I bursted out laughing.

"What?" he asked.

"hahahahah, your…..hahahaha…hair……fo…." I tried to get out. I tried to take deep breaths but every time I looked at Jake I cracked up again. He quickly ran inside and found a mirror.

"Bella!" he shouted and groaned. I was still outside laughing hysterically, I was practically crying. He came back outside looking smug.

"What?" I finally asked after recovering.

"You know you are going to have to do the same thing to yourself right?" he said smirking. I stood there for a second thinking of something else I could do to get me dry. I could use fire…but then that could still take a while. I finally thought of one. I looked back at Jake with an equally cocky face. I used my powers to get me a towel. I smiled at him.

"Now what were you saying Jake?" I said happily. He groaned and headed back inside. I decided that since we were going to Sams we should bring something so Jake and I headed into the kitchen to make some cookies. Just as we were putting the cookies in the oven, I looked at the time.

"Crap!" I said and turned off the light from the oven to look at the cookies.

"Hey! Watch the cookies. They were hard work." He said almost in a literal meaning.

I rolled my eyes. "I got to go; I have to go get ready and change."

The look on Jakes face was heartbreaking. I couldn't understand why he was giving me that look….oh. I was leaving. Man, I have to watch my wording, I thought. I walked over to Jake.

"Jake, im just going home. I have to change and then we are going to the party. WE are going Jake. I promise." I said. He nodded. I gave him a quick kiss on his forehead and was out the door. Just as I was getting in my truck I heard my name being called.

"Hey Bells?!" Jake shouted from the doorway of his house.

"Yea?" I said, sticking my head out of the car.

"I will pick you up at your house and we will go to Sams together." He said.

I smiled. "Ok Jake! See you soon!"

"And Bells?" he shouted.

"Yea?!"

"You will be there right?" he asked.

I felt my heart break a little more. "Of course I will Jake. Im not leaving. And if I do, you will be the second person to know."

"Second?!" he shouted. I rolled my eyes.

"Jake can we talk about this later; I have to go get ready."

"Yea, ok. Sorry."

"No prob Jake." Just as he was turning inside his house I shouted to him.

"Hey Jake!"

"Yea Bells?"

"Don't forget about the cookies!"

Jake nodded. "Oh shit!" he yelled and shut the door.

I chuckled and then drove off.