Summary: Jacob and Bella get married but it's not a very happy ending. Now going through a divorce, will Jacob be alone forever? Or will there be someone else to help him put his broken heart and his life back together? Jacob/Bella Jacob/Edward Slash. Total Bella bashing! Don't like it, don't read it!

A/N: IMPORTANT! I will be channeling Vampire Diaries as to the reason why the Cullens can walk into the sunlight without sparkling. So please don't ask how they can walk around in sunlight. It is explained in chapter 2 of the story. They can also eat regular food, with taste and all, if they have enough blood in their system.

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If It Comes Back It's Yours

Three Days Later…

Jacob's P.O.V

"No! I want to wear the blue one!" The voice of my daughter shrieks into my ears as she runs around the room shirtless, with her arms folded across her chest.

Funny, I always considered her to be my little angle but today, she was acting more like a demon. Something she obviously inherited from her mother.

I sigh.

"Sweetie, please put on your shirt for Daddy. A blue shirt will not match with your pink skirt and pretty shoes. Besides, you'll look really pretty in this shirt. In fact, you'll look like a princess."

"No, no, no! I don't want to. I don't like pink! I want blue! Blue, blue, blue!"

I close my eyes, clench my fist and count to ten, trying hard not to lose my temper.

Tonight was the first time in six years that I would be seeing my second family, the Cullen's, and needless to say, it was stressing me out.

I was anxious and I wasn't sure what to expect from the vampires. After all, I had left Edward for Bella and caused their "first born" son so much emotional turmoil. I never wanted to see him unhappy in any way, which made me feel ten times worse, knowing that I was the one responsible for it. I was going to have to try desperately to make things right. That is, if they would allowed me to.

I pinch the bridge of my nose in frustration. I was worried about all of the things that could possibly happen and I knew that my face was conveying that message loud and clear.

I lean back on my heels from my position on the floor as wave after wave of guilt and fear wash over me.

Would they still be angry with me?

Would they beg Edward to find love elsewhere? To go and seek out someone who truly deserved his affection, and would never leave him the way that I had?

Was I worrying for nothing?

Were they prepared to welcome me back into the fold with open arms?

Would they accept my children with the woman I had left their son and brother for?

I didn't know the answer to any of these questions, but in a few short minutes, I was going to find out.

That is, if I could get my stubborn daughter dressed first.

"Honey please, we're going to be late to dinner. Don't you want to see Edward?"

This brings are marathon run to a halt as she turns to look at me before jumping up and down.

"I want to see my Edward!"

I smile. Happy to know that Sarah already loved him.

"Yes, now put on the pretty pink shirt so we can go."

I'm relieved when she skips over to me, the frown vanishing from her face, a smile forming in it's place.

I slid the shirt over her head before she has the chance to change her mind as Brandon emerges from the bathroom fully dressed and ready to go.

"I did a good job, right Dad?"

I nod my head.

"Yes, you did a very good job B dog."

The boy's face immediately scrunched up.

"Oh please Dad. You're starting to sound like Grandpa."

"And that's a bad thing?"

"Yes!" He shouts as if my words should have been a statement, rather than a question.

I fight the urge to laugh.

"Why is that?"

"Oh forget it. You wouldn't understand."

Now I have no choice but to laugh as Sarah looks between us, our words completely lost on her.

"What's so funny?" She questions, playing with the hem of her matching pink skirt.

"Nothing baby girl."

She looks at me, a question on the tip of her tongue, when I hear my father's voice shout from the floor below.

"Come on guys, hurry up! We're gonna be late."

"We'll be down in a minute." I shout back at him.

I stand up and head to the bathroom to look myself over in the mirror. I laugh at the reflection. I was acting like a teenager who was about to meet the family for the first time ever. I had to do something about my nervousness and fast.

"Daddy, who's going to be at dinner?"

My eyes travel downward to meet those of my son's. He looked so cute. However I wouldn't dare speak those words to him, they might start world war three. In his opinion, cute was a term best reserved for puppies and kittens, not skater boys with tattoos(the fact that they were fake didn't count).

"Edward and his family are going to be there. They're really good friends of mine and Grandpas so make sure that you are on your best behavior. This includes not playing with your food, making those weird noises that you love so much and fighting with your sister. If you do any of these things you will not play outside or watch TV for three days. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes Dad."

"Good. Now take your sister downstairs. I'll be there in a minute."

He turns, walking away to obey my orders, but he only taking a few steps before addressing me once more.

"Is Mom going to be there?"

I instantly grip the sink, not only to steady myself, but to keep the string of obscenities from escaping my lips.

"Son, listen," I begin tightly. However I ease up, remembering that I am speaking to my child and not the woman who left us "your mother went away for a while and I don't know when or if she's coming back. She's going to be gone for a long time so please don't ask about her or stare out the window hoping that she'll show up because she's not going to. Do you understand that?"

I study his face and my heart sinks into the pit of my stomach. He looks as if he's about to cry, his little fist balled up at his sides as he tried to hold back his tears.

"She still loves us, right?"

I pause, being sure to use the right words without polluting them with my anger. I didn't want to lie to him, but at the same time, he was only five years old. I needed to be careful.

"I'm sure, that some where deep down, she cares for us. But sometimes people have to leave us to find their own way, like your mother. But that doesn't mean that they don't care about us, it just means that they care more about themselves."

"What did she have to do that was more important than being with us?"

I swallow hard and search for the right words as our conversation draws Sarah near. She looks down at her feet then up at me. I didn't know how much of this she was able to process, but I was sure that she was well aware of the fact that Mommy was no longer around.

"I…well…it's just that…" I trail off. Unsure of what to say.

Should I tell them that their mother was with another man?

Should I crush them and taint their world of innocents by telling them the truth about Bella's disappearance?

I look into their eyes and I knew that they needed to hear something, anything. But were they prepared for the ugly truth?

I decide against it. She had already hurt them, I wouldn't allow the witch to destroy them all together. Besides, it wasn't as if they'd ever see her again, right?

"I wish I knew guys. Maybe one day we'll find out, maybe she'll come back, but for now, it's just the three of us."

A thoughtful look came over Brandon's face.

"Don't you mean four Daddy?"

I stare back at him. The worry in his face is undeniable. When I don't answer him right away, I see the streaks of water finally break free.

"No son, there's only three of us."

His lower lip is now trembling.

"Did Edward leave us too? Did we do something wrong?"

My arms are around him in an instant, holding him tightly against my chest.

Damn Bella for this.

"No, of course not. You didn't do anything wrong. You're a good boy, in fact you're the best."

"Then why did Mommy leave? Why did Edward leave?"

"Edward didn't leave. We're having dinner with him, remember?"

"You said that it was only the three of us! I don't believe you! He left and he's never coming back, just like Mom."

I'm shocked by his outburst. He had become way too attached to Edward in such a short period of time. But then again, shouldn't I be relieved?

With panic setting in, I pull away from him and do the only thing that I could think of.

I grab my cell and call Edward…

Edward's P.O.V

"Gees Esme, did you cook enough food?" I teased entering the kitchen.

My mother always tended to go overboard whenever she had the opportunity to entertain humans, or in this case a wolf and two little cubs.

"Stop teasing your mother Edward. You know how excited she gets whenever we have guest." Carlisle says with a grin as he kisses her on the cheek.

"Thank you dear and it's not like it's just anybody." She replies giving me one of her all knowing looks. "It's for Jacob and his family, which makes this a very big deal."

"Yeah and I can't wait to meet them. They sound like real cuties." Adds Emmett as he sets the table.

"I don't know why we're even bothering going through all of this. Who's to say that he won't leave again? Then we'll all have to spend another six years dealing with Edward and his broken heart. Or am I the only one here who remembers what that was like?"

As much as I wanted to kill Rosalie for rehashing the past, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty over the way my breakdown had affected my family.

I was down right unbearable.

I was distant most of the time as well as being extremely moody. One moment I was angry and violent, breaking anything I could get my hands on in order to vent my frustrations. A few seconds later I would be locked away in my room, depressed and wanting to die my final death. I missed him so much that it hurt. In the same respect, I was beyond livid that he would choose her over me. I loved him where she only saw him as her way out of the trailer park. It was painful to remember that time. A part of me is still crushed that I wasn't enough for him.

My family loved me and helped me the best way that they could. Emmett and Jasper forced me out of the house in order to feed, after I had gone days without blood. Esme would beg me to play the piano for her, knowing that I would never want to disappoint her in any way. Rosalie and Alice would try to get me to go out to the parks, to the mall and to concerts, but nothing could compare to having Jacob by my side. His presences was always painfully absent.

I sigh and look at my sister, the hurt evident in my eyes as I meet her gaze.

"I'm sorry about my behavior during that time. I know that I was difficult to be around but all of that is behind us. Jacob has realized his mistake and wants us to be together again. I know that it's hard for you to understand why I took him back, after everything that's happened, but we're going to be together, whether you like it or not."

I'm not shocked when she closes her eyes for a brief moment before facing me again, her features softening a little.

"Listen, you know that I love Jacob and I can't wait to see him again as well as meet his children, but I can't help but to be a little doubtful, even if you're too blinded by your love for him to even consider such an outcome. What if Bella decides that she wants him back? Can you say with all certainty that he will choose to be with you over his wife?"

I cringe at her words, hints of anger and jealousy rising to the surface but I'm quick to silence them as she continues.

"I would give anything to see the two of you happy again. I would love to spoil those children of his rotten if they're going to be my niece and nephew, but you need to prepare yourself just in case things don't work out between the two of you." She sighs and takes my arm as I attempt to put some distance between us. "Please don't be angry with me Edward. I'm just trying to look out for you. This whole situation is rather delicate and I don't want to see you get hurt again."

I try to calm myself and understand where she's coming from. After all, she was my sister and although she may appear to be cold and uncaring, I knew the truth. She would do anything to protect her family.

"I know Rose but please, let's not do this tonight. Let's just enjoy the evening, ok?"

She nods her head in understanding before returning to her work along side Esme.

I walk outside to clear my head and try to calm my nerves. Sitting on the step, I look up into the cloudy sky and try not to think about Rose's words. It wasn't the fact that she had brought up the dreaded "what if" of my renewed relationship with Jacob that bothered me, it was the fact that Bella was coming back to town. I wasn't really worried about her stealing Jacob away from me, quiet contrary, I knew without a shadow of a doubt that he wouldn't go back to her. My fear was that she was going to hurt him or the children and that was something that would get Ms. Swan killed. If she did anything to hurt them, I would make it my business to destroy her and I don't give a shit about a damn treaty. In fact, I'm sure that Sam and the rest of the pack would stand behind me one hundred percent, maybe even join in on the Bella slaying fun.

"You shouldn't worry yourself about Bella, Edward. I don't see her staying long."

I smile at my sister's attempt to ease my mind with her words, but only Jaspers gift helps me to breathe.

"I know you mean well Alice but with Bella, one minute is just enough time for her to do a whole lot of damage. Then again, you know as well as I do that your visions are not absolute. Anything can change."

"I know that Edward and if she strays from her path…"

When she doesn't finish I turn around to look at her, only to see her leaning against Jasper and staring off into the distance.

"What is it love?" Jasper's voice rings through the air just as Alice slowly brings herself back to reality.

"Oh my God." She says looking around, trying to shake whatever images had flashed before her. "Edward, oh God Edward, I'm so sorry. I don't know what changed to make this happen. I couldn't imagine what could've happened to force things to head in this direction. I don't understand."

I panic, jumping to my feet and taking her by the shoulders forcing her to look me in the eye.

"What is it Alice? You have to tell me. What's wrong?"

"It's Jacob."

I swallow hard and try to keep those uneasy feelings at bay.

"What about Jacob?"

She looked up at me, her face pained and guilty.

"Bella,"

I cringe at the sound of her name. The woman who had stolen everything from me once before was coming back to do it again. I can't believe this. How could Jacob leave me again? For her? For that bitch!

"Edward, when Bella comes back she's….she's…going to kill Jacob…and the children."

I can feel myself being filled with an unbearable rage just as my phone begins to ring.

I want to ignore it and set out to find Bella before she has the chance to hurt them, but Alice shakes her head at me and puts a hand on my shoulder.

"Answer it. Don't worry about Bella, Edward. We will not let her hurt them, I promise."

I nod my head at her and force the hate and rage out of my voice before pressing the call button.

"Hello"

"Hey Edward."

I grip the phone tightly, as if I were holding Jacob himself.

"Hi. What's going on?"

"I kind of need you to do something for me."

Didn't he know that I would do anything for him? Even kill his evil bitch of an ex-wife.

"Of course love, anything."

"I was talking to the kids about Bella. I told them that she wasn't coming back and Brandon got a little worried, thinking that you would leave them too. Mind you this is just the cliff notes version, but can you please talk to him? He's really upset."

I'm shocked by this, but knowing that Brandon was worried about losing me warmed my heart. It meant that I was important to him. It happened so fast it was almost unbelievable. I look up to see Alice smirking at me and it brings a smile to my face. The thought that the child's very own mother was going to be the death of him made me sick.

"Sure, put him on."

I hear Jacob speak to the boy, telling him that I wanted to talk to him.

There's some sniffling and heavy breathing on the other end before I hear a little sullen voice.

"Hello. Edward?"

"Hey buddy, how are you?"

"Not good."

"Not good? Why?"

"Mommy left us and so did you? Are we bad Edward? Is that why you left us?"

"No Brandon, I didn't leave you and you are not bad. Remember, I told you that before. There's nothing wrong with you or your sister."

"So we're not bad?"

"No, not even a little bit. I'm sorry if I made you feel sad, but I promise that I will make it up to you when you come over for dinner."

"Are you sure? Because Daddy said that there was just the three of us from now on, but it's really four of us, right? You're going to be with me, Daddy and Sarah?"

I don't know what to say at the moment.

Was it possible for a vampire to get choked up?

"Of course I will."

"Really?"

I could hear the smile in his voice.

I really did love this kid.

"Yes really. Now be a good boy, go clean your face and put your Daddy on the phone. I'll see you when you get here."

"Ok, here Daddy." The boy says as he hands over the phone.

"Thanks a lot Edward. I'm sorry if I put you in an awkward position."

"There's no need to apologize Jake, unless I just lied to the boy. Did I lie to him when I said that the four of us were going to be together?"

The sound of his boyish giggle fills my ear and I fall in love all over again.

"No you didn't. We'll talk about it more when I get there."

"I'm going to hold you to that. See you soon love."

"Good bye." There was a pause "Oh and Edward, I love you."

I have the biggest smile on my face as the phone goes dead.

There is nothing that can ruin this night.

Tonight I would have a wonderful evening with my family and nothing was going to ruin it. Bella Swan was going to be tomorrow's problem, but tonight belonged to us.

At Seattle Airport…

Bella exited through the doors with an intense look of determination on her face. She instantly spots her limousine waiting for her, as she walks down to the meet the driver standing at the rear passenger door. She rolls her eyes, unhappy about the fact that she had to walk more than five steps to get to her car.

"You moron! Why aren't you at the door?"

"I'm sorry Mrs. Black…"

"That's Mrs. Hollingsworth. We may not be married yet but he is my fiancée and I demand to be addressed by the correct title."

"My apologies Mrs. Hollingsworth but there was heavy traffic on the freeway. It was a major accident and…"

"Oh enough of your rambling, I don't want to hear any more. Just open the damn door and get my bags."

The driver does as he's told, mumbling a few words that she didn't quite catch, as he closed the door behind her.

She knew that she was being a bitch but she didn't care. All she was interested in was sticking it to that loser Jacob Black. However, a part of her did feel sorry for the sucker. He was going to be stuck with those two brats forever and live a very lonely life without her. After all, who would want a guy with little money and two kids to feed?

Well maybe he did have one thing going for him that would appeal to most women and some men. His amazingly hot body. It was perfect, almost as perfect as her soon to be husband's. She couldn't help but smile to herself. She had excellent taste in men. If only Jacob were super rich, she wouldn't have to deal with this headache. She could be at home with him while those kids were being taken care of by the hired help.

The sound of the drivers voice broke her from her thoughts.

"Where to Mrs. Hollingsworth?"

"La Push and be quick about it. I plan on being back at the airport for the midnight flight back to LA."

"Yes Ma'am"

"And don't call me Ma'am, I'm not anyone's grandmother. Hell, I'm not even anyone's mother. Now step on it. I don't have time to waste."

"As you wish." Replied the driver as he stared back at the road ahead of them and pulled out.

"Good bye poor Mrs. Black. Hello rich bitch Hollingsworth."

She couldn't wait to get this over with. She just hoped that Jacob didn't give her any trouble. If he did, she would deal with him. Nothing was going to stand in the way of her happiness.

Nothing…