Jacob's Point of View

I never thought by putting on the Titanic that Emma would get so upset. She said this was her favorite movie and so I thought that she would be all mushy or something. Not crying. "Emma it's ok" I say over and over. She's sobbing like crazy and I wrap my arms around her. Her body is shaking and she holds onto my arm with both of her hands.

The Jack character is dead. I can tell already. And the Rose girl is shaking him and begging him to wake up. I glance at Emma. This is going to be bad. And sure enough, when Rose's voice breaks, Emma starts crying again. She sobs and forces me to hold her tighter. She's scared.

"I'm right here Em" I promise her.

"I'm such a baby" she laughs through a sob. It's a strange noise that inflicts so much pity.

"No you're not."

"It's just… I want him to live so much. Or I'd want her to dive into the water when she finds out that he's dead and die with him."

I narrow my eyes on the screen. "I'm glad that she lives. She promised him to keep fighting."

"But how can she do that knowing he's dead. She loves him. She should have died with him and then they would still be together."

"She finds another…"

"But he's not Jack. He's not Jack."

She turns to me with desperate eyes. Her cheeks are tearstained and her eyes are glossy. But she searches my face with such intensity. And when she finds what she was looking for, she frowns. "Jake… If something happened to you, I couldn't keep living."

"Emma…"

She just shakes her head. "It was bad enough with the attack. But if something like this," she points to the screen, "ever happened, I'd rather die. I don't care if I promised you. I couldn't keep that kind of promise."

I grab both of her hands in mine and rub my thumbs over the tops of her hands. "Well then it's a good thing that that's never going to happen." She still looks worried. I lean down and kiss her earlobe. "I'll never leave you."

She snuggles into my chest. "Don't ever leave me."

I brush the tears from her cheeks. "Never."

The movie ends but neither of us go to turn it off. We let the haunting music fill the room as the credits roll. I can't let go of what Emma said. How she'd throw herself into the icy water if she knew I was dead. I don't want that. As much as I love her and I'd never want to see her with anyone else, I'd never want her to kill herself for me.

But I can't tell her that. She'd ask me to promise her the same. But I can't do that. Because if anything ever happened to her, I'd kill myself in a heartbeat, without a second thought. I can't live without her. I've never thought about it the from her point of view but now I'm starting to see the clearer picture. I'm everything to her. I'm her warmth, the one she can go to for protection and safety. I'm the only one she can ever fully trust, the only one who will ever hold her heart. And asking her to go on without me is selfish. As much as I'd never want her to… die, I can't ask her to live with that kind of pain. It's not fair of me.

I jump when Emma starts coughing. "Emma?" I ask alarmed. I pat her back but she keeps coughing. And icy creep of panic runs across my skin. "Are you choking?" I set her down on the couch and kneel down in front of her. She shakes her head. "Hold your arms up" I tell her and she mimics me.

After a second she stops coughing and take another minutes to get her breathing back to normal. "I'm alright" she says as soon as she can talk.

"You scared me" I say and nuzzle my head into her neck. "What happened?"

"Choked" she says and points to her drink. "I drank too fast."

I can't help but laugh. "You're such a dork" I tease her.

She pushes me over but I can't stop laughing. "You're a jerk" she says and crosses her arms over her chest.

"Am not" I say and lift her up into the air. I love watching her face when I lift her. Her head moves back and her eyes light up. It must be like flying. She smiles the biggest smile at me and I feel… incredible. She loves me. I know she loves me. She'll never need or want anyone but me. I'm her everything.

I lift her higher and spin her around. I love that look on her face. She reaches up and runs her fingertips along the ceiling. Emma giggles and holds onto my shoulders. I smile up at her. She's the one.

There's a ring and me both freeze. And then there's a knock. I set Emma down and she straightens her shirt and shuts off the movie. "I've got the phone" Emma shouts and races past me as it hits the third ring. So I change my path and answer the door.

"Hey where've you been?" Embry jumps and tries to pull me into a headlock. I maneuver out of it and punch him in the shoulder.

"What are you doing here?" I laugh. Quill and Seth appear right behind him. They push past me and plop down on the couch where Emma and I were just sitting. Embry pushes his way inside but moves for the fridge. I just roll my eyes. "What's up?"

"Just wanted to check on the lovebirds" Seth teases. "Where's my cousin?"

I turn around and look for Emma. The phone cord is stretched as far as it can go and she's sitting on the counter. I sneak up behind her and press my ear to the other end of the phone. Emma looks annoyed and she rolls her eyes once.

"They're back already?" she groans.

I tense up a little. Oh please don't let it be who I'm thinking it is. We share a look and Emma nods with a roll of her eyes. Shit.

I think it is Sam on the other line. "Paul caught their scent during patrol" he says.

I groan and Emma sighs. "Do you want to talk to Jake?" she asks.

"Yeah." And Emma hands me the phone. I watch her head over to the living room and the guys challenge her to another round of that war game. I smile but it drops when Sam starts talking.

"You there Jake?"

"Yeah" I say and turn the other way. "What's going on?"

"Edward and Bella are back" he says.

"Already?" My eyebrows furrow. Something is definitely up. It's only been two days. I'm planning our honeymoon to be at least a month. But for normal standards, one week is a honeymoon. Not two days. Something's up.

It's like Sam has read my mind. "I think something's wrong."

"Was she… changed?"

"No."

"Something's definitely wrong." I turn around and look at Emma. At least Bella's not a threat yet. But why wouldn't she be changed? She wanted to be a leech so bad. Why would she wait?

"We're having a bonfire tonight."

"What time?"

"Seven at First Beach."

"I'll be there" I say with a smile. "This is for fun right? Not something serious?"

"Not yet" he actually laughs. "Tell the boys about it too."

I laugh because he knows that there are always more around the house. "Will do."

I sit down on the couch right above Emma who's on the floor now. "How many times did you kill my girl?"

"Your lack of confidence in me is insulting" she snaps and slaps my ankle. And not two seconds later her screen burns red. "God damn it!"

"That's six" Quill laughs.

"You guys suck" she grumbles and passes the controller up to me.

"Oh yes! Jake's playing? Now it's serious!"

"I'm going to ignore that Seth" Emma laughs and watches us play. After watching us for ten minutes she's shaking her head in surprise. "You guys have some serious skills. Do you guys practice?"

"Yeah, it's called leech hunting" Embry jokes. We all burst out laughing.