Since the night of the storm, two days ago now, Emmaleigh had been waking up at odd hours of the night, feeling like she was being watched. And the same guy that had followed her around the Port Angeles Mall with her friend from Cosmetology classes on their lunch was still following her. Earlier in the after noon, when she'd stopped at the diner on her way home, she could've almost sworn that she saw the guy sitting in a corner booth, reading a newspaper while watching her. She was starting to wonder if there maybe wasn't something to her paranoia currently.

Tonight was no different, either. She sat up, gasping, rubbing her arms, pulling the sheet over her bare chest as she tried to get the skin crawling feeling of a cold clammy hand trailing across her cheek out of her mind. Because this had to be some kind of dream. She wasn't pretty enough to have a freaking stalker. "Get a fucking grip already, Emmaleigh, it's nothing. You had a nightmare, and it's sticking around, that's all." she muttered aloud as she shivered and then realized the curtain to her bedroom window was moving in the breeze.

Which wouldn't be so bad if she didn't distinctly remember shutting said window before she went to sleep that night. Slipping out of the bed, she stood and walked to the window, slamming it shut. And that's when she felt the hand trail slowly across her bare upper back. Biting her lower lip, she closed her eyes and counted backwards to one from ten, an old trick her father showed her when she was little and something scared her.

And that didn't work because then the voice whispered quietly in her ear, "You're a very very beautiful girl. And the fear only enhances it."

She turned around and came face to face with the same man she'd caught a glimpse of two nights ago, when the power went out and she had her rather embarassing meltdown. She went to scream, his hand went to her mouth as he shook his head and said "I don't want to hurt you."

She tried biting his hand, and he moved it, scowling at her as his hand met with her cheek and he hissed at her, "For that, Emmaleigh.. When I finally make you my mate.. I'll make sure it's painful and that stupid mutt of yours is watching the whole time."

"Mutt?"

"Oh, you don't know.. Hmm.. well I won't spoil it for him then.. But just know, Emmaleigh.. You will be mine." Alec stated as he leaned in, brushing his finger across her full lower lip. "Who the fuck are you? And who the hell do you think you are, breaking into my room, watching me sleep, following me around?" she growled in anger as she raised her hand to slap him, only to have his hand close around her wrist as he shook his head and said "I don't think so."

That's around the time she noticed the thick black mist surrounding them, and she slumped forward into the taller male's arms, Alec sighing as he shook his head and raked his hand over his hair before calmly lying her on the mattress on the floor, covering her back up, and disappearing much the same way he came in. The second he was out of the house, he heard the scream from her room and he said quietly, "You made me do that, mate." before vanishing into the woods.

Charlie sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes as his brain focused in on the shrieking down the hallway. He walked into his daughter's bedroom and saw her sitting up in bed, pointing to the window, shaking like a leaf as she said "There was a guy.. In my room.. And he .. He was saying all this weird shit, Dad."

He growled to himself and ran downstairs, grabbed the gun that sat over the mantle and came back up as Emmaleigh shook her head and said "He's gone now.. When I tried to scream before now, Dad, it was like there was this crushing weight in my throat, I couldn't scream. I tried to bite him but it was almost like my jaws locked up.. Meanwhile those damn red eyes are just boring a hole into me.."

Charlie hugged his daughter and made a mental note to call Bella in the morning, break his 'don't ask, don't tell policy." Because if anyone had any idea what might be fixated on his youngest daughter, surely it had to be the Cullens or even Bella.

Then he remembered how Jacob had explained Bella's 'transformation' to him, by showing him what he could turn into and he said quietly, "Come downstairs with me. I'm gonna make a call and I don't want you alone up here while I do it."

Emmaleigh nodded and grabbing a blanket and a pillow, she walked down the stairs behind her father, flopping onto the couch as she announced, "Think I'll sleep down here tonight, Daddy." while Charlie gave her a thumbs up and dialed his childhood best friend Billy's phone number.

Billy grumbled as he heard the house phone ringing. He was about to get up and get the phone but Jacob called out, "Got it, dad." as he raised a brow at Charlie's number showing up on the call id, this late at night. "Charlie?"

"Jacob?" Charlie said as he walked out the back door, leaving it cracked, peeking in, watching Emmaleigh from where he stood as he said "Remember that day you told me your secrets?"

"You mean when I wolfed out and scared the crap out of you? Yeah, why?" Jacob asked, as he flopped down into a wooden chair at their dinner table, propping his feet up, waiting.

"You said that all vampires weren't like the Cullens then.. That there were bad ones.. " Charlie stated as he tried to think of a way to ask what he was about to.

"Yeah.. Is there something going on, sir?"

"Yeah.. I think there's a bad one after Em, Jake." Charlie admitted as Jacob growled and then asked, "What do you mean, sir?" while trying to keep calm, trying to control the rage he felt right now.

"Tonight, this guy was in her room when she woke up. She said he was saying weird things to her and that when she went to scream, it felt like she was being choked, that she couldn't move to get away, and that he had red eyes." Charlie said as he tried to think, make sure that was all Emmaleigh said before ultimately saying, "I'll let her tell you about it. Just.. She doesn't know about all this stuff, Jake. If I told her, she'd never believe it."

Jacob sighed and then said quietly, "I know.. I've kind of got something I need to tell her too, but Sam says I have to wait a little longer to do it.. You remember my dad's stories, right?"

"Yeah, sort of." Charlie said as he thought back to every Quileute legend he'd ever heard from his friends Billy and Harry when they'd been kids. His memory was fuzzy, so he asked Jacob, "Why?"

"Because, Charlie.. I want you to believe me when I say this. Nothing is going to happen to Em. She's.. I love her." Jacob admitted as Charlie smiled a little, feeling slightly better about this turn in events before asking, "So, do you wanna talk to her? She's really spooked right now, I'm just warning you."

"Yeah.. I mean if she wants to talk to me." Jacob said as he heard Emmaleigh taking the phone.

"Jake?"

"Yeah, Em?"

"Did daddy tell you what the fuck just happened?" Emmaleigh asked as she raised a brow, wondering why she got the distinct feeling that both of the 'men' in her life presently weren't exactly being straight with her right now. "Why'd he call your dad?"

"Because he thought it might be a guy who's been attacking people here, Em." Jacob lied quickly as he inwardly kicked himself for having to do it.. But he didn't know how to tell her the truth, about vampires and werewolves without her freaking out any more than she already was. She sighed and then said calmly, "Bullshit, Black. Tell me the truth and tell me now."

"That guy was probably a vampire." Jacob said as Emmaleigh groaned inwardly, thought back to everything she'd picked up simply by observing her new brother in law and Jacob blinked in surprise as she asked, "Like Edward but not quite.. Right?"

"How'd you?"

"Jake, I'm not stupid, damn it. I've known for a while about the Cullens, just never really said anything. If they have gold eyes, why's this guy have red ones?" Emmaleigh asked as Jacob sighed and said calmly, "Probably because he feeds on human blood."

"That son of a... Jake.. he wants to turn me.. I don't wanna be like that.." Emmaleigh muttered quietly, her hand going to her long hair as she paced the living room of her father's house, freaking out now as the memory of the conversation she and the bizarre male had a few moments ago before he just basically vanished into thin air.

Jacob growled as he clenched his fists and then said "And he's one of the worst, Em. If you see him again, if you even think he's around, run. Because what he did to you tonight.. It was only a little bit of what he could have done. Better yet.. Do not go anywhere unless you're with me or your dad." Jacob said as he texted Embry, telling him what was going on, telling Embry to send the text to the rest of the pack.

Somehow, Alec hadn't fled back to Volterra like they thought.. And the big battle hadn't been that long ago, maybe the week before she'd come to live in Forks.. What if he'd stuck around for some unknown reason and he'd seen Emmaleigh, gotten it into his head that he wanted to turn her, making her his mate. Jacob growled a little as Emmaleigh asked, "Are you okay? You sound really, really pissed."

"I am, Em." Jacob said as he added, "I'm gonna let you get some sleep, okay. You need it after what just happened." before making himself hang up the phone. Then he stormed into his room and threw his own version of a temper tantrum which ended in him totally trashing the room around him, swearing and growling. The throat clearing from the door had him pausing in mid throw and he turned, his father sat there in his wheelchair as he asked, "What was that about, Jacob?" in concern.

"Let's just say when I get my hands on a certain red eyed bastard named Alec, dad, he's dead where he stands." Jacob said as he heard his phone going off. Picking it up, he read the text that Paul and Embry, the others sent back and then texted them back, "Alec didn't leave, the bastard.. And now he wants to turn Em. Anyone talked to Sam?"

Seconds later, Sam called his phone and said calmly, "You're controlled enough, Jacob. It's like I told your dad. She's in danger, there's no sense in leaving her exposed like that.. Did you talk to Charlie?"

"Not yet, Sam. I haven't even told her yet. Not quite sure how she'll take it." Jacob admitted as Sam said calmly, "So bring her to one of the bonfires. Let her hear the stories and see how she reacts."

"Yeah, I think I'll do that. For now though, I told her not to go anywhere without me or her dad.. " Jacob said as he hung up the phone and after punching another wall, he flopped back onto his bed, trying to figure out this situation. He hadn't even gotten himself into her life like he planned yet, she stayed so damn busy they didn't get to talk much.

"I'll go over tomorrow.. It's Saturday." he said as he made himself calm down and go to sleep. His carefully laid out and romantic approach was falling apart at the seams. But he was determined to still do this the right way. One way or the other. Granted now he'd have to move a lot faster, but hey.. He'd been in love with her all along, now was as good a time as any to make his move, right?


A/N: Okay, so Bella is NOT my favorite Twilight character. And everybody's been doing these amazing sis fics, I wanted to join in the fun. There will be occasional Bella bashing, so if you don't agree with it, or the fact that Nessie is NOT Jake's imprint, my original character is, then yeah, you won't like the story.

Adding a little Alec in here as the catalyst that sort of brings them together. Because damn it, Cameron Bright, that's why. Sorry, I had to do it. He's sexy and evil and... Anyway, yeah.. He's gonna be the thing that pushes them together. Because damn it, Jacob coulda totally been the hero. And in this story, he will.

Story is set POST SERIES. It will be pack and Jacob / oc centric. Meaning I won't be writing in the Cullens too terribly often, this is sort of an alternate life/imprint/ending for Jacob, who happens to be my favorite wolf. ;p

Jacob, by the way, is 20 and Emmaleigh is 19, a freshman in college.

Those of you still reading, who wanted Jacob to imprint on someone other than a baby maybe, I love you all. If you want me to keep this one going, please do review. No flames, please? I wasn't sure about posting this one on here, as people tend to have epic bitch fits if you bash Bella or pair Jacob with anyone but her annoying ass or Nessie.

This is just a look at what might have been IF Bella had a sister and Jacob had not imprinted on Nessie. It will be hella fluffy, slightly sexy/provocative, and mostly humor.

Anyway, yeah.. Nobody get mad at me, this is just a scenario that's been dying to be written by me for a while now, so I decided to go for it finally.