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This is my first non-canon story so I'll see how this goes :D


Hope you enjoy the first chapter!

Now That I'm Home

"Dad," I called out loudly as I entered his house for the first time in four years. After my parents divorce, my mother had said that I was not to set foot in my rainy home town of La Push ever again, let alone see my father so I hadn't been allowed anywhere this house in a long time.

"Bella!" I heard him exclaim in excitement as he came down the stairs, still in his police uniform from his early morning shift, to embrace me in a hug.

"Dad," I exclaimed in equal excitement. "I've missed you!"

He smiled and looked me over as he pulled away slightly, "Me too Bells. Wow, you've certainly grown up since I last saw you!"

I grinned, "And you haven't changed a bit in four years."

He laughed but it slowly faded into a frown.

"How are you doing after...?" he started hesitantly.

I sighed, "Dad I'm fine, really. Renee's death really wasn't that big of a shock with the amount of alcohol she'd been consuming."

I had sort of hoped that Dad wouldn't bring up the reason for me being here. After the divorce my mother, Renee, had become an alcoholic and eventually it caught up with her when she passed away of kidney failure just over a week ago.

He smiled sadly, "I will never know what happened to the Renee I loved so much."

"Neither will I dad," I told him honestly, remembering the way my mother used to be before the divorce.

He opened his mouth to say something when the door bell rang.

"I'll get it," he told me. "You go up to your room and get settled."

I nodded before climbing the stairs and heading up to the bedroom that I'd left behind all those years ago. I quickly unpacked all my belongings before heading down stairs to see if dad had anything planned for lunch.

"Dad," I called as I walked towards the living room where I could hear the TV going. "What are we-?"

I stopped midsentence as I entered the living room, noticing not only was my dad not there, but sitting in front of our huge plasma screen TV were nine massive teenage boys. All of them turned to look at me when I entered but I was only focused on the one I would recognize anywhere.

"Bella?" he exclaimed, jumping up with eyes as wide as saucers.

"Jake!" I exclaimed happily as he jumped up and tackled me into a big bear hug.

"What are you doing here?" he asked in excitement. "Uncle Charlie didn't tell me you were coming home."

I grinned, "That's because I told him to keep quiet so that I could surprise you!"

"When did Renee finally agree to let you come live here?" he asked.

"She didn't," I told them honestly. "She died almost a week ago and considering Charlie is my closest living relative I got sent to live with him."

"I'm sorry," he frowned.

"It's okay," I told him, smiling slightly. "I get the feeling that for the last few years of her life Renee really didn't want to live anyway."

He wrapped me back up in his arms, "I missed you, Bells."

I breathed in my cousin's familiar woodsy scent and smiled, "I missed you too, Jake."

"Well now that we all know you missed each other," Uncle Billy's amused voice came from the doorway into the kitchen. "How about you come over here and give your old Uncle Billy a hug."

I grinned at him before running at him and tackling him into a strong hug.

"How you doing kiddo?" he whispered softly to me.

"I'm great now that I'm home," I told him with a grin.

He returned my grin as Dad appeared behind him, "Lunch is ready."

"What are we having?" I asked.

"A barbeque," Jake told me as he slung his arm across my shoulders, walking outside and grabbing our food before taking our seats at the table.

"Are you going to introduce me to your friends?" I asked him with a mischievous smile.

He rolled his eyes but grinned and did it anyway.

"This is Quil and Embry," he said, gesturing to the two guys who took seats in front of us.

"Hey," I greeted both of them with a smile.

They both smiled and replied in kind.

"This is Paul," Jake spoke again, directing my attention to the next boy that sat down. He looked older then Embry and Quil who looked the same age as Jake, while they all really looked over twenty-five anyway.

He grinned at me flirtatiously and picked up my hand to kiss it, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

I couldn't help but giggle in response, "You too."

I looked at Jake to see him glaring daggers at Paul who was pointedly ignoring them and I had to nudge him to continue when the next two guys sat down.

"This is Collin and Brady," he told me as a set of obvious identical twins, who looked slightly younger then the rest of them, grinned and said 'hey' as they took seats.

"This is Jared," he said as one more boy sat down. He looked the same age as Paul and greeted me with a 'hey Bella' and a contagious grin as he sat down in the seat next to me.

"Hey, I'm Seth," one of the boys said as he took a seat next to Paul. He looked slightly older then the twins but still looked younger then Embry, Quil and Jacob.

"Hey," I greeted him with a smile.

"Where's Sam?" Jake asked in confusion as Dad and Uncle Billy took seats at opposite ends of the table.

"Still in the house probably," Dad answered him, shrugging.

"I'll go see what he's doing," Jared said as he stood up from the seat next to me and walked back inside.

Everyone quickly dug into the meal as we began questioning each other

"How old are you?" Paul asked me.

"Seventeen," I answered. "How old are all of you?"

"Eighteen," Paul was the first to answer.

"Quil, Jake and I are all seventeen," Embry answered for them.

"Fifteen," Brady and Collin answered in perfect unison and no one seemed surprised with the way they spoke together. They must be one of those sets of twins that finished each others sentences.

"I'm sixteen," Seth told me and I nodded.

"Jared is eighteen and Sam, who you're yet to meet, is Twenty-one," Jake answered for them.

At the same time as Jake spoke, Jared walked out of the house looking slightly like he'd seen a ghost.

"Jared?" I asked, bringing his attention to me. "Are you alright? You don't look so good."

He slowly nodded before stepping forward to whisper something in Dad's ear. I watched in confusion as Dad visibly paled.

"Sam did what?" he exploded, turning around to face Jared.

Jared looked petrified as Dad stood up and stormed into the house, Billy hot on his heels. As they disappeared, Jared sank back into the seat next to me, breathing a sigh of relief.

"You look like you thought he was going to murder you," I laughed quietly.

He looked at me seriously, "With what I just had to tell him I wouldn't have been surprised if he had."

"What did you tell him?" Paul asked in interest.

Jared sighed, glancing at me briefly before answering, "Sam imprinted."

There was dead silence around the table as everyone absorbed the information before they all looked suddenly happy for their friend, though I could see slight confusion in their faces too.

"What the heck is imprinting?" I asked Jake.

"Can you promise me something?" Jake asked, taking a hold of both my hands.

I nodded slowly.

"You're going to hear us mention some really weird things that you're not going to understand," he told me. "Please, promise me you won't pry into what's going on. It's for your own safety."

I alternated staring between his eyes for a moment before finally agreeing, "Okay."

"Something else you should know," Jared said slowly, mainly aiming it at Jake.

"What?" Jake asked him in confusion, looking away from me.

"I didn't finish," he stated, looking anywhere but at Jake before taking a deep breath and closing his eyes before continuing. "Sam imprinted...on Bella."

And that was when all hell broke loose.

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