I do not own Twilight and am not making any money from this piece of fiction. Now that boring part is over, lets play with our twilight toys! We own those at least LOL! Well, this is a product from me trying to get over a vicious writers block, so if it isn't up to my usual standards, I apologize sincerely!

Chapter One: Home...

It was one of those rare times when all there was in the sky were wisps of cloud and the slow rise of the majestic sun. The air was chilly, the breeze biting at any flesh exposed. Waves crashed and boomed, hitting the beach in a steady siege. Pinks and intense oranges exploded as the sun kissed them. All over the dark colored sand rested the skeletons of regal trees. Their now broken limbs offered treasure troves of secrets as they glowed in the morning light. In the distance the trees on the small islands lit up magically, offering an inner peace to those who sought it. Ellison Rae tipped her head towards the sky in unadulterated joy. Her breath puffed visibly as she breathed in the cold wholesome air. Three days worth of driving had finally paid off. Her Jack Russell, Deputy, raced to the waves, dancing away when the water got too close. She walked gingerly over to a large log, trying to avoid wetting her tan moccasins.

The log was dirty and damp. Thankful that she was wearing her old light blue jeans, she sat down comfortably, wrapping her dove gray coat around her. The wind built up steadily, kissing the tops of the waves. Pulling out a white woolen beanie and matching gloves she put them on, glad that her long hair was braided on either side of her head. Deputy raced around, chasing the birds and water, stretching his tiny legs. After a while he trotted back up to her, laying by her feet as he tried to catch his breath.

"Good to be back in La Push, huh buddy?" she asked, leaning down to scratch his belly. After leaving her home for Art School, Ellison was also glad to be back, eager to get back to her tribe. Gulls cawed above her, the sun finally above the horizon. Grabbing the dog lead from her other pocket, she clipped it onto Deputy's blue collar and got off the log. Walking down the beach, she stopped at charred remains of a fire. A soft smile graced her lips as she remembered the Friday night bon-fires. Her Uncle Billy brought the tribal tales alive with his melodic voice and his riveting imagery. "Uncle Billy is probably getting ready to fishing, boy, what do you say about visiting?" receiving a bark in reply Ellison walked them up to her dark green SUV. It wasn't long before they were back on the road, only this time just for a short trip.

They drove up to a rustic red wood house that slightly resembled a barn with its narrow windows and white trim. A light shined from one of the downstairs windows letting her know that someone was awake. Stopping in front of the garage, she unbuckled Deputy and got out, the little dog jumping out behind her. Closing the door without locking it, she raced him up to the door, knocking softly enough to not disturb anyone sleeping. After a little shuffling the door opened to reveal an elder man in a wheelchair. His long black hair was shot with streaks of silver and his burly muscles undiminished by his disability. A welcoming smile shone from his face.

"Sonny!" she was pulled down into a fierce hug.

"Hey there, Uncle Billy," giving him a kiss on the cheek. Deputy, who wanted some of the love, jumped up on to Billy's lap and began to gift him with doggy kisses. He let out a booming laugh and gently pushed the little dog down.

"Come in, come in," he said happily, wheeling the chair backwards to give her room to walk in. "What brings you back to the reservation?"

She walked into the house, her boots offering a soft whisper as they moved. The lounge room was untidy, but roomy enough to give Billy space to move around. Taking in a deep breath she began to speak. "Well, Uncle Billy, I've come back home." His happy grin blew into a full fledged smile of joy before flickering into a slight frown. She knew immediately that he was thinking about the derelict cottage that she used to live in. Before going to the beach, she had made a pit stop to check it out. Her heart almost broke as she took in the warped beams, the missing planks, broken windows, the overgrown garden and the chipped white paint. It was a sad replacement of the well cared for cabin that she had grown up in. a small smile tickled at the corner of her mouth. Memories of being at her mother's elbow, watching her cook and listening as she explained the duties of a medicine woman flashed across her mind. Ellison hoped that she would be allowed to attempt to give her mother justice as she took up her role as part of the tribe. She turned her attention back to her uncle.

"Your mother's cabin needs a lot of work before you can live in it, Sonny," he said seriously.

Walking over to the couch next to him, she sat down and picked some lint off her jeans. "I know, I drove past there before I went to First Beach. So I was wondering if you knew somewhere cheap I could stay while it gets fixed." Billy's face grew thoughtful.

"Getting all that work done won't be cheap," he warned, resting his hands on the chair rests. "Rachel is away at university now, you can stay in her room. I'll talk to Sam Uley about getting the boys to do up your house for food and the materials they need." Ellison gave him a playful grin.

"You think they're going to go for my cooking?" Billy laughed.

"Sonny girl, I would do that for your cooking. Your mother taught you well." Ellison shook her head with a soft smile. They both remembered the amazing home meals that Eleanore used to make them.

"Yeah but when it got to the cookies, they never made it to the oven," she replied sheepishly. Billy gave a light chuckle before shifting on his wheelchair.

"Why don't you put your coat up and make yourself comfortable while I make us a nice hot cup of coffee. Jacob should be waking soon anyway, I can get him to go over to Sam's place about the house."

Standing up in response, she nodded and began to peel off her layers. Deputy, who had been sitting next to Ellison on the couch, got up and followed Billy, hoping for an early morning treat. She smiled at her pet's enthusiasm. It was good to be back with her family. Jacob would be so much bigger than last she saw him. A loud thud sounded from above. So he was awake then, she thought, hanging up her coat on the wooden pegs by the door.

Walking into the kitchen, she grabbed the steaming cup of coffee from the bench and leaned against it, giving Billy a grateful smile. "Jacob is awake," Ellison mentioned casually, blowing softly at the hard liquid. "Do you want me to make breakfast for you guys?" Billy looked at her horrified.

"You've only just arrived, I can't put you straight to work." She laughed lightly.

"Uncle, I am so wired from my drive that my hands are almost trembling in their need for activity."

He looked at her for a long moment. "Alright then, get moving."

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