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To (Guest) Debbie Hicks:
You have a very active, lively imagination and I applauded that. It is a gift not many people have and I deeply encourage you to use it. But you see, I already have a plan for this story so I regrettably will not be using your idea. Though if you ever want to start writing you own fanfiction and you need someone to bounce ideas off of, I will be more then willing to listen and give feedback.
To Saashi Samy:
I'm glad you like it and find it interesting . I sincerely hope you'll stay tuned.
To Sarahmicaela88:
In this story, Jacob does think of her as MORE then a friend. But you must understand that he at the time was under Alpha's orders to distance himself and he was trying to keep the secret of the sleeping together from the packs' mind.

My name is the first thing that passes through Charlie's lips when I come in through the front door.

"I'm here, Dad" I answered him.

"Bella? Oh thank God!" Charlie didn't waste any time vacating his chair and dashing over to me. Engulfing me in a bear hug,

"Where have you been?! I had just gotten off the phone with Billy and you were gone."

"Sorry Dad, I just had to get away. Things were getting too much."

He sighed ruefully. "I understand that Bella, but you should have at least told me where you were going."

"I spent the night in Port Angeles. I thought sometime away might help me think clearly."

"Why didn't you go visit your mom?"

"Dad, you know how she is!" I love my mother, Renee but she's not the most reliable parent. Flying down to see her wouldn't help matters. With a heavy sigh I knew I had to tell him…

Hearing that you're going to be a grandparent should be some of the best news your parents could ever receive during their lifetime or so I've been told. But it's a whole other ballgame when it comes from your teenage daughter in high school.

Granted, I'm eighteen (considered a legal adult) and in my senior year, but still!

Charlie sat in quiet shock for five whole minutes before the words: "Its Jacob's isn't it?" was uttered.

I involuntary nodded, "Yes."

"So that's why you've been trying so hard to get a hold of him." He reasoned.

"I didn't know for certain until last night."

"Bella," Charlie sat forward in his chair. Taking my hands in his, my father looked me directly in the eyes and said in a firm tone: "You have to tell him."

Bowing my head, I said. "I know Dad, I just…want to have proof first."

Before the week was out Charlie and I had formed a plan:

Partly due to town gossip, we scheduled a paternity test at a clinic in Port Angeles. (Jake had used a hairbrush in our house during one of his previous stays.)

While we waited for the results. Despite my protests, Charlie confirmed that he'd assist me through Graduation. So that whatever I did after, I'd at least have a high school diploma in my hand.

To say I was touched was an understatement.

Charlie really wanted me to succeed. He wasn't happy about the pregnancy but would support me in whatever I chose to do. The only thing he insisted upon was telling Jacob before I did anything…

After ten long dreadful days of waiting, it was time.

I'd practically ripped into the envelope the second it came into my hands. Once my eyes read what was on the page, there was no denying it.

Gathering up my guts and gritting my teeth. I fished the keys out of my coat pocket and climbed into the cab…

I was ultimately reduced to repeatedly knocking only to have Billy answer coldly, slamming the door in my face before I could get a word in. But I wasn't giving up, I was going to keep my promise to Charlie.

So I waited in my truck for Jake to make to an appearance.

I must have fallen asleep for next thing I knew Jacob Black was on the driver's side banging on my windows:

"What?!" I commented as I rolled them down.

"What are you still doing here, Bella?"

Oh trust me Black, I wouldn't be here at this moment if I didn't have to – I thought to myself. "We need to talk Jake," I tried to reason.

The stone cold mask was back, "There's nothing to talk about Bella. We… Are… Through!" he slowly enunciated. "Go Home" and he started to walk off.

I wasn't letting him get away this time, not without MY say!

I slammed my door and started after him.

"If Sam's Gang is more important to you than your ownSON! Then screw YOU! You son of a Bitch!"

A bit more harsher then I'd originally planned but I had had enough!

That did it!

Stopping right where he was, he spun around facing me. "What?"

The mask was gone, nothing but complete and utter shock could be seen.

"I'm pregnant Jacob Black! And I did not get there by myself!"

Slamming the paternity envelope into his bare chest. "So Billy doesn't come up with anymore bullshit for Charlie."

"Bella?"

I turned to the direction of Billy's voice. Seeing the door wide open and his wheel chair parked across the threshold.

"Don't worry, I'm leaving now." I assured him, clumsily marching back over to my truck.

Turning back to Jake I said,

"He's mine and I'm keeping him. Goodbye Jacob Black, may you be happy in the life you've chosen. "