Fanfic: Hands on Me Ch 41, Twilight | FanFiction
A/N: Okay, I'm sure this wasn't exactly the chapter you were expecting since it's kind of a cliffhanger (I do love them!), but we get home and that's what's important! Let me try to explain to y'all how my head works: the story separated into parts in my mind. There are three. The first is approximately from the beginning to when they get together in chapter eighteen, then the second is from then to the last chapter. We are now going into the last part. That still means we've still got more than twenty chapters, but just informing you. I'm still not done too, so that number will grow. Hey - my brain may even start separating it into four parts, who knows how that works?
Now, for something else: I started (I use the term started loosely) a blog called Alphas and Imprints. If I can figure it out, I want it to be blog centered around wolf/imprint fics. I want to spread the wolf love (especially the Jake/Nessie love). I'm starting in teensy baby steps for now since I'm completely lost, just posting a weekly recommendation on Fridays. I already have several fics I want to rec but I'd love direction towards some more gems. But please, characterization and good writing are key.
So, if anyone has any interest in helping or writing articles or ideas for me to do that or any knowledge of website-ness (yes, I said it), I'd adore your help. And you'd receive full credit, of course.
There's really nothing there except a welcome message right now, but here's the link for whoever wants it:
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Thank you all so much! And sorry about the long A/N. ;)
Disclaimer: I do not own the lyrics or characters. I'm not even sure if intellectually these lyrics even make sense to be here in this chapter but I felt like they belonged and so there they are. Now go forth, read, and review!
In Which There is a Homecoming
this is the clock upon the wall, this is the story of us all
this is the first sound of a newborn child before he starts to crawl
this is the war that's never won, this is the soldier and his gun
this is the mother waiting by the phone
praying for her son
- the last goodnight, pictures of you
"What?"
"We've got him," Alice replied quickly, repeating what she'd just said. There was a flurry of movement in the background. "Everything's safe for the time being. We have to plan our next step."
I could tell Jacob's look of shock was mirrored on my face. So was it all over now? We just go home, just like that? I would . . . I would see my family?
"Everything's clear?" Jacob asked, in his Alpha role now. "There's absolutely no danger for Nessie?"
"No, none for right now," Alice explained quickly, and there was a small crash in the background. "Just come home."
Home. That sounded good.
Jacob was nodding, thinking hard. I pulled the phone away from Jake's ear and pressed it to mine, still leaning close though so he could hear. My heart was hammering in my chest. I hadn't spoken to anyone in my family for months.
"Aunt Alice!" I exclaimed into the receiver and Jacob's hands held me tighter.
"Nessie!" She exclaimed, almost in surprise. It felt so good to hear my name from her after so long. "Nessie, we've all missed you so much."
"Alice, are you with my Dad?" I asked, ignoring what she had said. It was probably rude but I didn't care. I missed her too, but I needed to hear his voice. "Give him the phone, please, Aunt Alice."
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Hands on Me (A Twilight Fanfiction written by IndependentIndividuality)
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