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Twilight: The new friend.	By : Solaris Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 2814 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's Note: My apologies for the long delay in posting this chapter. But I got busy with something else and forgot to update this. So here is the next chapter to this story. It will now start to get interesting.

Chapter Seven.

Tamia woke before the alarm rang off. She noticed that the sun was not yet up as she hurriedly slipped into her jogging clothes and started her run after feeding the horses their morning meal. She ran to the top of her drive and looked both ways before starting her jog down the road and stopped half way between her drive and the Cullens’ before she turned around and started to jog back down the road back to home. She heard the sound of a car coming as she slowed down and glanced behind to see a car leaving the Cullens’ drive. She smiled as she resumed her jog, as it had to be Dr. Cullen going to work. She smiled as she headed down her drive, only pausing long enough to look at the start of her drive and realized that there was no mailbox there. “I guess that’s another thing I’ll be needing to get a mailbox for my drive or at least a sign that says I live here now.” Before she continued down the road to her house where she proceeded to walk inside and head for the kitchen.
She hurried with her breakfast before rushing for the shower and then to her room to dress in somewhat business type clothing and rushing towards her truck and drove towards town and the police station to start her new job.
She entered the station to see Captain Swan talking with a dark brown haired woman and a Native American man. She glanced at the clock to see that she had time as she walked past them and headed for the locker room to put her stuff there instead of being placed by her desk.
She headed for the dispatch room to see Captain Swan walking towards her with the couple walking by his side. “Hi Captain Swan.”
Captain Swan smiled at her. “Tamia, I want you to meet my daughter Isabella Swan Black and her husband Jacob Black.”
“Hi,” Tamia said, as she shook their hands. She eyed Jacob carefully before turning to look at Charles. “Charles, I have a question that I should have asked before.”
“Okay, what’s the question?” Charles asked.
“Are there any wolves in these parts?”
Jacob looked at her. “Why do you want to know?”
“So I can figure out how to trap them and transplant them elsewhere.” Tamia replied.
“What happened?” Jacob asked.
“Last night, I got spooked by a few wolves in the back pasture as I was finishing up fencing it in.”
Charles smiled. “I’m sorry, I should have warned you about the pack that runs here. But yes, there is a small pack of wolves around here.”
“I just hope they’re easy to catch and transplant to another location.” Tamia replied.
“All you need to do is have your husband go to each fence post and mark it.” Jacob advised her. “That will alert the wolves that the area is already claimed by another male and they’ll depart.”
“That is hard to do when one is a single lady, Mr. Black.” Tamia said, as she held up her hand showing no wedding band on her hand.
“Well, your boyfriend then.”
“Don’t have one of them either.” Tamia replied.
“Where do you live at? I’ll go and mark it myself?” Jacob offered.
“Jacob, that is so sweet of you.” Bella whispered.
Charles spoke up, “You know where the old Baker house is at, Jacob?”
Jacob stiffened as he looked at Charles. “Near the Cullens’ place?”
“Yes, she lives in that house now.” Charles replied.
“Chief, a word with you.” An officer asked.
“Just a moment,” Charles walked away from them.
Jacob’s dark eyes glared at Tamia. “If you know what’s good for you . . . you best sell that place and move elsewhere.” And with that said, he tugged at Bella’s arm and walked away from them and with a few more steps out of the station. With a glance behind, he vanished out of the door.
Charles returned and found his daughter and her husband gone. “Did they just leave?”
“Yes, they had something to do.” Tamia replied. “I better let the night dispatcher go for the day.” She turned away from him and headed into the room.
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The day went fast for Tamia, not many calls to send officers out to. Lunch was done at the desk as she couldn’t really leave it for long. Charles leaned against the doorframe. “So what are you doing tonight?”
“I’m going to head home and finish up with a few things there before getting dinner on the table. Why do you ask?”
“Well, it’s nothing. Have a good trip home.” Charles walked away.
Tamia could tell he was slapping his head as she turned to the phone that rang. It was another two hours before the night dispatcher relieved her. She went to her locker and grabbed her things before heading out to her truck to see Jacob standing there. “Hello Mr. Black.”
“A word of warning, Ms. Sanders, do not get involved with the Cullens, they’re bad news.” Jacob turned and walked down the street.
By the time Tamia got the nerve to go after him, Jacob was long gone but no truck or car drove by with him in it. She shrugged her shoulders and climbed into her truck and drove for home after stopping at the local store to get a mailbox for her location and after visiting the post office to let them know that she’s putting a mailbox up there found out her mailing address. She headed back to her house after she grabbed some tools to attach the mailbox to the steel structure that she bought for it.
At first, she wondered if Emmett was walking the border between their lands and if he would mark the fence line. But she chuckled at the thought of asking someone else to pee on her fence line. She put her phone in the charger and started to work on dinner.
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Night Owl: “I had the strangest encounter today at work.”
Tennessee man: “What kind of encounter? Probably someone asking you out to dinner?”
Chicago Gentleman sent a glare at Tennessee man.
FL Horsewoman: “Tennessee man, do I have to come over there and beat you up?”
Tennessee man: “No ma’am.”
FL Horsewoman: “Good, now keep your mouth shut.”
Tennessee man: “Yes ma’am.”
Southern woman: “If that’s all it took to make him shut up, I would have suggested that.”
Tennessee man growled.
Night Owl: “No, it was this Native American who warned me about getting close to my neighbors, the Cullens. It was like he didn’t want me even to live here. He called them bad news.”
Mr. Sweetheart: “He called your neighbors . . . bad news?”
Night Owl: “Yes, that’s what he said.”
Sugar pixie: “But you don’t believe that right?”
Night Owl: “No, they helped me when I first moved in here with my panels and then moving my furniture about and Alice Cullen spending the night here since I had a concussion. Her dad Dr. Cullen could have pushed the issue of having me spend the night at the hospital but he was very considerate of my comment about running away from there if I was put there.”
FL Horsewoman: “You didn’t tell me that you got a concussion, sis?”
Night Owl: “I did, sis. Emmett knocked me down by pure accident. It was an accident.”
Chicago Gentleman: “Night Owl, did this Native American say who he was?”
Night Owl: “Charles Swan said his name was Jacob Black. Why?
There was no chatting whatsoever in the room, the silence was deafening.
Night Owl: “Is there something wrong?”
Chicago Gentleman: “No, Night Owl, no problems at all.”
Sugar pixie: “What did this Jacob say before he found out where you lived at?”
Night Owl: “He offered to go mark my fence line to keep the wolves away from my lands.”
Tennessee man: “He offered to mark your fence line?”
Night Owl: “Yes and when he learned where I lived at, it was like he got stabbed in the chest by me.”
Mr. Sweetheart: “I guess he doesn’t want you to live close to them.”
Night Owl: “I guess so, but I’m not going to let that person chase me away from this place. I paid good money for it and I’m not going to move away.”
FL Horsewoman: “Good for you, sis. Do what makes you happy and if you want, I could always beat his head in for you?”
FL Horsewoman *prays* please let me hurt him, please let me hurt him. I really need to hurt something.
Tennessee man: “If he comes on your property, Tamia, you can tell him that you have no intentions on selling your land nor will you be leaving because of what is said about your neighbors.”
Night Owl: “Uh, how do you know that is my name, Tennessee man?”
Tennessee man: “Uh, you told us.”
Night Owl: “I do not recall telling anyone my name.”
FL Horsewoman: “Sis, I told them your name.”
Tennessee man to FL Horsewoman: “Good cover, horsewoman.”
FL Horsewoman to Tennessee man: “Thank you. Try your best not to reveal who you are to her, please?”
Tennessee man to FL Horsewoman: “Okay.”
Night Owl: “Oh, okay.”
They chatted about their day and of course, ranted about some people and their attitudes about other people and how some of them act so smug and yet are the cruelest people around.
It was another three hours before FL Horsewoman and Night Owl had to go off to bed. One because it was early morning and the other because of her job that she had in the morning to go to.
Chicago Gentleman to Night Owl: “Have a good day tomorrow, Tamia.”
Night Owl to Chicago Gentleman: “Thanks, you also have a good day as well.”
Chicago Gentleman to Night Owl: “I will. Night.”
Night Owl: “Night everyone.”
Night Owl logged off.
Tamia shut down her computer and headed for her bedroom. She glanced out her window towards the north to see the house six miles away faintly lit up with lights before they too turned off the lights. She turned to her bed and just fell on top of the bed too tired to climb under the covers. Soon, she fell asleep.
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The next morning, the alarm clock woke her up quick and fast. She climbed out of her bed and walked to the far wall where the clock was to shut off the alarm. She turned on the light and looked at the bed, expecting it to be made since she didn’t really climb under the covers. But the covers were flung off, which meant one thing she had managed to get under the covers. She scratched the back of her head for a few minutes before she hurriedly grabbed her jogging pants and shirt to get her morning jog in before she had to get ready for the day.
While she was jogging, what happened that night went through her mind. Did she in the middle of the night move from on top of the covers to under them or did she really climb under them when she went to bed, she was sure that she didn’t climb under the covers. There was no one else in the house with her that night so it couldn’t have been done by anyone, as it was only she there. “Ghosts. I have ghosts in my house.” She whispered. “Grand, just what I do not really need.”
As she jogged into the barn to tend to her horses before heading for the house for her breakfast and then to the shower and dressed and heading off to work.
The day was a blur for her till that night when she came home and in the remaining light of the day, proceeded to work on getting three raised garden beds dealt with before she started to fix dinner before she logged onto the internet to chat with her friends. She didn’t make mention of the ghost to anyone, figuring that she did climb under the covers and didn’t realize it.

The next chapter is coming.
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- 7
- 8
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