Disclaimer: I made up some kids in my head, but Stephenie came up with everybody else.

I suggest reading Bella Swan: Kidnapper first.


"Shit." I snatched the envelope out of the waste basket. "Just open it." I turned it over and stuck my finger just under the edge of the flap. "Shit." I huffed and threw it back in the trash. This was ridiculous. I left the room. Two minutes later, I was back, taking the damn thing out of the trash for the umpteenth time that day. "Come on, Ness," I coached myself. "Just open the damn envelope."

This was all Sue's fault. She was all "you can be whatever you want to be" and all that shit. Who the hell would let a girl fresh out of rehab into their school? Surely not these people. I threw the envelope back in the trash.

I needed a drink. Of course, I couldn't have a drink. I still had that tendency to get addicted to things, so basically, if too much of it could kill you, I shied away from it. I was not going back to rehab.

I guess it wasn't all bad though. I did meet Sue Clearwater. She was my counselor at the say no to crack shack. She annoyed the hell out of me, but it was just what I needed. Since Renee and Phil were always on the road, Sue showed up every now and then to kick my ass and make sure I was staying clean. She was the one who shoved the applications down my throat until I finally gave in and filled them out. I had no intention of actually sending them in. That must have been Sue's doing as well.

Well, she could open the damn thing. I wasn't going to be rejected.

I dropped down on the couch and grabbed the remote. I flipped through the channels trying to find something other than reality shows. How many of those stupid shows could they make? Maybe I should send in an application for that. They always get the most screwed up people they could find. Surely, I qualified.

"Crap," I whispered. I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed my rejection letter out the trash and ripped it open before I could stop myself again.

Dear Ms. Dwyer,

"We are insulted that you would even send us your application," I grumbled. Then I sucked it up and continued reading the actual letter instead of making up my own.


What in the world?

It is with great pleasure that I offer you admission to the graduating class of 2011.

I dropped the paper. Shit. I was going back to college. The first time hadn't been a huge success. Now this crazy ass dean of admissions was letting me try again.

Picking up the letter, I took a few deep breaths and continued reading. This was my chance to get my act together and actually make something of myself, and it scared the shit out of me. I didn't want to do it alone.

Renee and Phil wouldn't be any help. They gave up on me a long time ago. They wired money to my account to keep me out of their hair. They didn't even know I had made it through rehab. You almost burn down one little house, and people get all freaked out. It wasn't like I did it on purpose. I swear people walk in their sleep; it makes perfect sense that I had tried to smoke in mine. I guess I shouldn't joke about it. That shit nearly killed me.

Charlie would probably help me if I asked. It was strange that I felt closer to my mom's ex husband than I did my own parents. Anytime I stayed at his house, he always treated me like another daughter. That's why I couldn't call him. I had no right.

That left Bella, my crazy ass sister. She even lived near the damn school. She had tried to help me in the past, but there was only so much she could do with a kid. I knew she loved me, but Leonardo was her life, and the last time I saw her didn't turn out so well.

I had been visiting her in Washington. While she was at home putting the munchkin to bed, I was at bar knocking back the shots. Under age drinking was one of my specialties. Being the good big sister that she is, she left Leo with Charlie so she could come pick my drunk ass up. Of course, I proceeded to get in a bar fight, and Bella being Bella wasn't going to let me get my ass kicked like I probably deserved, so we both ended up being picked up by Charlie at the station. When he walked in with the sleeping little boy in his arms, I knew then Bella was done with my shit. She had a kid to think about. She couldn't afford to get in trouble anymore because of me. I missed the hell out of her though.

There were a few weeks before I could move into the dorms. I didn't want to stay here anymore. This shit was boring. I was positive that it was possible to have fun without the whole substance abuse thing; I just needed to find the right people. Maybe Bella would let me stay with her until classes start.

"Where the hell is my phone?" I dug through the couch cushions. I was always losing the stupid thing. Once I found it in the fridge. "Aha!" I found it on top of the microwave. At least it wasn't in the microwave.

I scrolled through my very short list of contacts and found her number. "Here's goes nothing." I hit send and waited.

"I'm not sending you money."

I smiled. "What? No hello little sister?"

"Hello little sister, I'm not sending you money."

"I see you're still a smart ass. Nobody's knocked that out of you yet?" I was amazed that both of us made it through life with all our teeth.

"What do want Nessie?"

That was expected. I usually only called when I needed something. She didn't know about this new awesome leaf I turned over or whatever. "I was thinking I could come for a visit," I said innocently enough.


She didn't mean it. "Come on, Sissy. It's for a good cause."

"I don't care. You've caused me enough trouble."

That was true too, but I was a new Nessie. "But what about the leaf?" That made sense in my head.

"I swear if you show up here, I'll have you arrested."

She hung up.

I wasn't deterred. Bella thought I was still a junkie. I knew that she had moved to a new town to get away from all the baby daddy drama. People still wouldn't let that go. You'd think getting knocked up by a mystery man at a masquerade ball over seven years ago would be old news by now. I knew she wanted a fresh start for Leo. She didn't want me to show up and mess things up for him with my bad habits. She just needed to see that I wasn't that person anymore.

In the mean time, I needed to pack.

It was going to be hell trying to fit everything on a motorcycle. I had two big ass duffle bags that I could strap on behind me. Thank goodness I didn't have a shoe addiction or I would have to buy a car. Bella and I were the same size, and she was rich as hell, so I could always borrow some of her stuff until I could get around to shopping. If she had gone into mommy mode with her fashion choices, I could just swipe a tee shirt or two from my nephew.

I wondered if Leo still remembered me. From what I remembered of him, he was without a doubt the coolest kid on the planet, and he had barely been five years old. When Bella first pissed on the stick, she was convinced that she was going to screw up some poor little kid. Who knew she would actually be such a good mom?

My stomach made this pretty scary grumbling noise reminding me that other than the popcorn I had for breakfast, I hadn't eaten all day. I needed nourishment, so it was off to the market I go.

Of course, when I got there I couldn't find anything I wanted to cook. I knew how to cook, but sometimes I was just too damn lazy. I decided to pick up something, but choosing what I wanted to eat was never my strong point. I pulled out my phone again.


"Leah!" Sue's daughter was a hard-ass bitch. I loved her. "What are you eating for dinner?"

"Chinese, why?"

That sounded good. "Thanks!" I hung up and called information for the number to a place with a good takeout.

After eating, I finished packing and crashed on the couch. I tried to watch a movie, but my mind kept wandering off. I was a little nervous about how Bella was going to react. Surely she wouldn't really have me arrested. I could be a pain in the ass at times, but I was still her sister. Wasn't there a rule against that sort of thing? I decided to not worry about it and just went to sleep.

The next morning, I grabbed a soda and a poptart and headed out the door. My beautiful bike was all set with my bags strapped on the back. I didn't even know what the hell the thing was called. I just liked how badass it made me look when I was riding.

When it roared to life, I waved goodbye to my parents' empty house and hit the road.


It was a slow day; most usually were in this town. The people here were crazy, but they weren't criminal. The most exciting thing to happen in weeks was a misunderstanding. Bella and Leo Swan were quickly making names for themselves. Lucky for me, they just so happened to be my neighbors.

I frequently patrolled our neighborhood. It was usually the most interesting place to be. Watching the people who lived there communicate with each other was better than any television show. I sometimes had to remind them that certain things could not be done in public.

As I drove past my house, something caught my eye. There was an unfamiliar motorcycle parked in Bella's driveway. I slowed down to check it out, and that's when I saw him. The helmet-wearing driver was snooping suspiciously around the side of Bella's house. He was about to climb the fence to get to her backyard when I put the car in park and jumped out.

Bella and Leo were good friends of mine. I wasn't about to let some creep cause them any trouble. "Hey!" I caught the guy by his jacket and easily pulled him off the fence. He was a lot smaller than I had originally thought. "You mind telling me what you're doing climbing this lady's fence?"

The perpetrator reached up and removed the helmet. I was caught off guard when a wave of multi-colored hair fell down onto her shoulders. "I'm her pimp," the young woman replied sarcastically. "The bitch owes me money."

I didn't feel like dealing with smart-ass delinquents. "I suggest you get on your bike and go back to wherever it is you came from."

"Are you going to make me, Officer?" she asked boldly, taking a step towards me.

I put my hand on my gun. "If I have to," I replied.

"Hey, calm down, dude. I was just messing with you. I'm not a criminal. I know her," she said, holding up her hands in surrender. That was more like it.

"Go," I commanded. I didn't believe her for a second.

She huffed, "Fine. I'm going."

I watched her closely as she walked away. I knew her type. She was just another disrespectful college kid who thought she could get away with anything. Judging by the quality of her bike, I would bet anything that her rich mommy and daddy spent a lot of money keeping her out of trouble.

Suddenly, she dropped her helmet on the grass and took off running. Shit! She was heading for my car. The little bitch was stealing my car! I ran after her, but there was no way in hell I would be able to catch her.

Fortunately, the girl wasn't from around here, so she turned down a street with a dead end. I cut through a few yards to reach her. In her hurry to turn around, she got the cruiser stuck in a ditch. I grabbed her just as she was getting out to make a run for it, and forced her down on the hood. "Your ass is going to jail," I growled.

"Like I haven't heard that before," she laughed. "I'll just call Bella. She'll have me bailed out in no time." So, she knew Bella's name. She could have learned that while she was snooping.

I cuffed her, probably with a little more force than necessary. "Let's go see about that." I would have to come back for the damn car. I at least had the sense to take the keys with me this time as I drug the pain in ass back to Bella's house.

"Do all of Bella's visitors get manhandled like this, or is it just my lucky day?" she asked, leaning lazily against the house.

I ignored her and rang the doorbell. Bella opened it moments later. "Hey," her smile faded. "What's wrong?" she asked worriedly.

"I caught someone sneaking around your house. They claimed to know you," I grabbed the little delinquent and yanked her over to me, so Bella could see her. "Look familiar?" I doubted it, but I wanted to be sure.

"I told you I would have you arrested if you showed up here." Bella was glaring at her. Well, she did know her after all, but they obviously were not friends. I saw Edward come up behind her, checking to see what was happening.

The pain in the ass didn't look bothered at all. "It's good to see you too, Sissy."

What the hell? "Sissy?"

"AH! Aunt Nessie!" Leo shouted, appearing from upstairs. I couldn't believe this shit.

"Leonardo! I'd hug you, but this fine officer felt the need to cuff me," she looked at me impatiently before turning to back to her sister. "A little help here Bella?"

"Jake, you can let her go. This… unique young lady is my little sister, Renesmee 'Nessie' Dwyer." Who the hell would name their kid Re- whatever the hell she said. "Our mother was clearly high on painkillers when she named her."

She smirked. "We can't all have such fancy names as Isabella."

"Isabella?" I never would have suspected her to have such a dainty name. Apparently neither would Edward.

Bella was getting more and more irritated. I couldn't blame her. "What are you even doing here Ness? Aren't you supposed to be in rehab?" Now, that explained a lot. Maybe I would get to be the one to drag her ass back to the clinic.

"I'm clean." Damn. I let out an aggravated breath and uncuffed her. "I just need a place to crash for a few days before I can move into the dorms. I'm going to State." I prayed that Bella would say no. I did not want this girl living next door to me.

"Here's the rules," Bella started. Shit. "No smoking, no drinking, and no cursing in front of the kids, unless you want to lose all your money. If we get arrested for any of your bright ideas, you have to sit next to the butch lady next time." It didn't surprise me that the two of them had been arrested before.

"Kids? Did you pop out another one while I was in rehab?" She was such a delicate young lady. "And who is the man-candy who can't decide between staring at me or your ass?"

Being caught didn't bother Edward at all. He stepped forward and shook her hand with a smile. He introduced himself and explained how he knew Bella. He seemed amused at the prospect of getting information about Bella from the sister. He even offered to make her dinner. "There's plenty if you want to join us Jake. I'm making omelets."

"I think I've had enough for one day, thanks." Not to mention, I still had to go get my car out of the damn ditch.

"Why are you so pissed? I'm the one who had her ass chased around the block because you refused to believe that I wasn't a criminal." I couldn't believe the nerve.

"Your ass was in my car that you stole!" I shouted.

"Borrowed," she smiled. I would not a hit a girl, but I was a cop; I wasn't opposed to shooting one.

"Is that a no on the omelet?" Edward asked. He was going to get shot too.

At least Bella seemed to be on my side. "Get your ass in the kitchen," she told Edward.

Leo was counting something on his fingers. "Is 'pissed' a bad word? If it is, I'm up to five bucks." Bella grabbed him and escorted him out of the room.

Her sister turned to me. "It was a pleasure meeting you, officer. We should do this again sometime." My hand twitched for my gun as she sauntered off.

"Jacob, you look like you could use a drink. Are you sure you don't want to stay for dinner?" Edward asked. "I'm sure Bella's got something in here."

"No, thank you," I replied tightly. I wasn't sure my self-control would last for the rest of the night. Bella was my friend. Friends don't shoot other friends' sisters.

It took a bit of strategic driving, but I managed to get the cruiser unstuck without calling for backup. This was one story the guys at the station did not need to hear. I wasn't going to explain how a young woman managed to steal my car.

I was almost finished patrolling when I got a call. Tanya Denali reported a domestic disturbance. I knew that new girl was going to cause trouble. I found her and Bella wrestling on their front lawn. It was actually funny to watch despite my earlier irritation. I stepped out of the car and shined the flashlight on them. "What is going on here?"

The pain in the ass smiled deviously. "Well if it isn't Officer Goodbody."

Bella wouldn't mind if I tased her. "I got a call about a domestic dispute in the neighborhood."

"Which one of these pansies ratted us out?" Bella asked irritably.

"You know I can't tell you that." I could give her a hint though. I pointed across the street to Tanya's house.

Bella's eyes narrowed in frustration. Tanya was in trouble. "Thanks Jake. We'll take it inside."

"Goodnight ladies." I got back in the car and started to pull off. I glanced in my rearview mirror to get one more look. The feeling of doom washed over me as I watched her mess with her hair. Trouble had a name, and it was Nessie.

AN: Hello! I'm not making an update schedule this time because I'm not sure if I can keep it up. I'm on the road, so I'll post new chapters as I get them finished. You'll probably still get two or three a week. I'm taking a few moments from Bella Swan: Kidnapper and adding some new ones to them. If anyone is curious, I have no idea what college Nessie got accepted to. I'm too lazy to do the actual research, and that bit of information is not really vital to the story line. For that same reason, I didn't pick a specific town for them to be living. I know it's cheating, but I've embraced my laziness. It's a part of my nonexistent charm. Review for a preview of chapter two. Thanks for reading!