Summary:

Bella & Edward's 'son' & Jacob's daughter fall for each other. But what happens when Alice has a strange vision?

Jacob's daughter's point of view

I stood there behind Ethan watching my dads face turn into fury, and his face deepen in an immense amount of anger. His body was shaking violently, in random but deadly convulsions. His eyes were closed to my relief, I would hate to see the emotion hidden deep behind those coal black pools emotion.

Few other members of the pack were stationed behind my Father and Sam. Carlisle stepped forward to shake hands with Uncle Sam when I saw the muscles in my dad's jaw clench together and then loosen as Carlisle moved around.

Those pools of darkness finally opened, only to avert my gaze and dart around, taking in all of the faces of the people that he met years before.

Uncle Sam broke the silence first," Carlisle, may we come in? We have some things we have to discuss with you and your family."

Carlisle's calm voice broke through the eerie silence that existed for a few seconds after Sam spoke," of course, come in," he urged, moving to the side to let in the oversized men and one woman in.

The pack filed into the room after the Cullens and I situated ourselves in the oversized living room. My older brothers looked at me with sympathetic eyes as I sat next to Ethan on the pearl-while couch. His hand wound around my waist as I fiddled nervously with my fingers in the silence that instilled in the room.

I looked up from my hands in my lap to see my dad with his eyes once again closed and his large hands holding the bridge of his nose in an effort to clear his thoughts. His hand dropped limply to his sides, suddenly, as his eyes opened and gazed into my unnatural hazel ones. I couldn't quite place the emotions held in them, they were too strong to just identify at once. My vision became bleary as tears streamed down my face.

Long, pale fingers reached up to my face and wipe the wetness coming from my eyes. I sniffled slightly as he briefly kissed my cheek. I faintly noticed most of the people in the room tense when he did, and once again, I looked into my lap.

The ghostly silence that was placed in the room was beginning to be too much for anyone to bear, and the silence was once again broken.

"Josie, what are you doing here and with THEM?" my dad questioned, his voice uneasy and wavering.

"I..." I started to answer, but a lump in my throat began to form, stopping me from telling them what I had found out not too long ago.

I looked around to find various eyes locked on me, waiting for my answer. I began to swoon over to the side, only to feel the cold arms on my waist to hold even tighter. I leaned against his hard chest sighing, thinking of ways to explain what happened.

"Josie, how could you be with them? They are our natural enemies...it doesn't make any sense. Are you leaving your brother's for...them?" Sam asked in an incredulous tone.

"I would never leave the pack, but, now, I can't leave Ethan...My heart would quit, I wouldn't really be me," I reasoned against him. The pack looked touched at how I felt, but disgusted because of who I felt it for.

"I see," uncle Sam started again," I guess I have no other choice than to..."

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