Disclaimer: Some characters have been created by Stephenie Meyer and I do not own them.

In the following story, Bella has married Jacob Black. They have three children: Caleb is 7, Matthew is 5 and Sienna is 2. This story will contain discipline of children in the form of spanking.

The Legend of the Quileute Wishing Stone

Chapter 1

It was an unusually clear day on the Quileute Reservation. Caleb was stir crazy, as it had been weeks since he had seen the sun, or even been out of their front gate. He wished he could take Matthew in the woods where they could dream up innumerable games within the trees. But Caleb's father had been adamant about the boys staying out of the forest. Jacob Black was normally a very easy-going dad. But he knew the dangers of the woods better than most people. Especially when there had been recent "unexplained" attacks of hikers. He knew that even the possibility of a new blood sucking menace was enough to demand that his children stay out of the forest without his supervision.

But Caleb was sure his dad had not meant for the two of them not to have any fun, right? Caleb could find his way around the woods well enough that he was sure they could come up with an adventure that very afternoon with daylight to spare. And they would be home before dinner...with his parents none the wiser.

He walked into the living room and could instantly smell the chocolate chip cookies his mom was working on. He sat down on the couch and casually glanced her way.

"Hey Sweetheart, you alright?" Bella asked her oldest son with a slightly concerned note in her voice. She was very good at sensing when something might be amiss with her children.

"I'm fine...just bored," Caleb said with an exaggerated sigh.

"Well, its a beautiful day outside for once. Why don't you take your brother and go play?"

It was just the suggestion he was looking for.

"How long can we be out?"

"Just be back before dinner time. But please take care of your brother, you know how much he tries to be like you. Don't do anything dangerous...he'll go right along with you, no questions asked. Ok?"

Caleb gave her his best innocent smile.

"Sure thing."

He peeked in Matthew's room and told him about the permission they had just gotten to go out and play. Matthew quickly dropped the toy airplane he was trying to fix and jumped up to join his brother. On their way out the door, the boys heard their Mother's final cautioning call.

"Remember not to go into the woods. Your dad says its dangerous right now. I don't want him and Grandpa Charlie to have to come looking for you with the rest of the police force."

"Don't worry, Mom," Caleb called. "We'll be careful."

He then informed his brother that they would be searching for an old stone that was part of Quileute folklore. Well, at least that's what Caleb told Matthew to convince him to disobey their parents. Matthew could never resist a good treasure hunt. And Caleb wanted as much time as possible to be out of that stuffy house.

"Legend has it that this stone, if found be two worthy brothers, would grant each brother a wish," Caleb explained as they took their first tentative steps into the forest. Matthew didn't like the fact that they were in the woods. He was still slightly afraid of the dark, and the close trees by the reservation didn't allow much sunlight. But he was too excited to show any fear around Caleb. His brother was the bravest person he knew, other than their dad. And he also wanted to be the one to find the wishing stone. Caleb had been in the forest so many times with his dad, that Matthew wasn't worried about finding their way back before dinner.

After what seemed like hours, the boys halted their expedition to rest on a large rock. Caleb had said that he was sure the stone wouldn't be much farther, but Matthew was getting pretty tired. He was not much of a hiker and the thought of his mother's dinner made his stomach growl.

"Maybe two brothers already found it, Caleb. We should probably go home soon before dad gets home from work. He's gonna be really mad if he finds out we're out here."

"Come on Matt, don't be a baby. Its only been half an hour. I'll tell you what...we'll give it one hour from now, then we'll head back. I know we'll find it by then."

But the hour came and went. Now both boys were tired and hungry, but Caleb did not want to give up on the opportunity to have a real adventure. And then they heard the howl of the wolves. Deep in the forest, they could clearly make out the sounds of an attack. The wolves were ripping something apart with ferocity. Caleb didn't think, he just grabbed Matthew's hand and started running away from the angry mob of animals that was sure to follow their scent after they finished with whoever or whatever they were working on now.

The boys ran as far as they could before they stopped to take in heaving gulps of air.

"I want to go home, Caleb. I'm scared!" Matthew was no longer pretending to be as brave as his brother or his father. Tears pricked at his eyes and began to spill over as Caleb tried to assess their location.

"I know Matt, I do too. But I think we might be lost. We ran in the wrong direction, and I don't remember ever being this far from our house before. Come on, the best thing we can do is to make a shelter and stay in one spot. Dad told me if I was ever lost, to just stay where I was until help came."

"But what about the wolves, Caleb?! What if they find us first?" He was reaching the point of hysteria now.

"Its alright, Matt. I'm sure Dad will be home soon. He's not gonna let anything happen to us. Come on, we better hurry. The sun is going down and pretty soon we won't be able to find anything to help us stay warm if it starts to rain."

They hurried to gather the thickest logs they could find and made a makeshift fort next to a tree. It wasn't as sturdy or as enclosed as it would've been if made by more experienced hands, but it was all they could do not to cower in fright. And then, as if mother nature had it in for the two sons of Bella and Jacob, the cloud cover came back to their reservation, as well as the area around Forks and began a heavy downpour. The boys huddled as close as they could and hoped with all their might that their father would come looking for them soon.

End of Chapter...More to come