Rekindling What's Meant to Be

JacobxBella

Rated T

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or the franchise, as it belongs to Steph Meyers

Rekindling What's Meant to Be

Chapter 1

Chocolate brown eyes looked out the window in awe, loving the simplicity of what she was taking in. So this was La Push, the place her mother always spoke so fondly of. She preferred the little community over where she lived in Colorado. Her family was situated in the mountains there after the third move she could count in her twelve years of life, she was homeschooled, and she had no friends; the ones she did make were only temporary. So seeing everyone interacting with each other and being friendly made her smile. And the atmosphere just seemed so peaceful, even from inside of the taxi she was riding in. No wonder her mother missed this place so much. But she was sure it was more than just La Push that she missed. And that was why she was here, to meet the person that her mother obviously still held so much affection for.

It wasn't long before the taxi pulled up in front of the little red house, a garage not far off from the house. Opening the door she got out with her duffle bag and closed the door behind her. The taxi driver rolled down his window and asked, "This is the right place, right?"

"Yes, I'm sure of it. It looks just like it did in my mom's pictures." Reaching into her pocket she pulled out her wallet and pulled out more than enough money to give to the taxi driver. When he was about to protest about the amount she said, "Keep it, it won't be missed. And consider it a huge 'thank you' for bringing me a place that means a lot to my mom."

The taxi driver stared at the twelve year old girl for a moment before nodding and saying, "Good luck, young one."

She nodded and waved after him as he left before turning to face the house. Taking a deep breath she moved to step up on the porch and raised her hand to knock. She almost hesitated but went ahead and knocked on the door about seven times. She waited patiently for someone to answer the door and it wasn't long when she heard the door unlock. The door opened and standing in front of her was a tall, very muscular Quileute man looking down at her with a somewhat confused expression on his face.

"Yes? Can I help you?" the man asked her.

Looking up into his dark brown eyes she said, "Jacob Black, my name is Sarah and I'm here on behalf of my mother, Bella Swan."

Jacob couldn't help but stare at Sarah as she sat across from him at the kitchen table while eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. This girl Sarah claimed she was Bella's daughter, someone he hadn't seen nor spoken to or heard anything about in years. The last time he had seen and spoken to Bella, it was two weeks before her sham of a wedding to Cullen. He had come back from having run off after getting a wedding invitation and had visited her in the middle of the night. He actually hadn't tried to talk her out of marrying the leech, but rather had stopped by to tell her he wished her the best and that he was finally going to say 'goodbye'. Bella hadn't wanted him to say 'goodbye' and begged him to still be a part of her life, knowing it was a waste of breath to say considering the situation. When he adamantly refused, she begged him to at least stay the night with her once more. He really shouldn't have, but he did despite his better judgment. Her chocolate brown doe eyes had looked pleadingly at him and he had been too weak to refuse. They had just meant to talk and hold each other, but one thing had led to another and they ended up being each others' firsts that night. And the entire time he could feel the love Bella had for him. It was just unfortunate that she couldn't let that love be enough because at the end of the day, she had still chosen Cullen.

That had been the last he had seen of her, but now all of a sudden this little girl has popped up saying she was Bella's daughter. He wouldn't have believed it had he not seen those familiar chocolate brown eyes looking up at him. It was hard for Jacob to believe; Bella was a mother and had a child. Sarah not only had Bella's eyes, but had dark brown hair and Bella's nose. However what caught him off guard was her smile when she had looked around his family home. Her smile reminded him of his mother's, of his own. And her skin was a lovely tan, not as tan as his own but a lovely color. There was a nagging feeling in his head that was just begging him to ask the girl a few questions, questions he in his heart knew the answer to. But he had to make sure.

"Sarah, you said your mom's last name was Swan," Jacob started getting the girl's attention. "Shouldn't it be Cullen?"

Sarah swallowed her bite of sandwich before answering, "It was and legally still is, but she's going by her maiden name. Her husband is being stubborn and won't divorce; this has been going on for about two years now."

Bella was trying to divorce Cullen? That was…interesting news. Putting that information in a mental folder for later he then asked, "How old are you?"

"I'm twelve."

"What's your last name?"

"Swan, but it should be something else. It's on my birth certificate, but I'm always going by mom's maiden name because she told me to since it makes her husband upset."

Jacob was quiet for a moment before whispering, "Black."

Sarah smiled at him and nodded, not saying anything but confirming his suspicions and what he already knew. Sarah was Bella's daughter. Sarah was twelve years old. Sarah's real last name Black. Sarah was not a Cullen in any way, shape, or form. And the last time he had seen Bella was nearly thirteen years ago.

Oh God…Sarah was his daughter. Sarah was his daughter that he created with Bella.