Title: A Burning, Consuming Fire

From the Song: Whispers in the Dark by Skillet

Pairing: Jacob/OC

Rating: T – For language and sexual situations. (Maybe some Lemons later. I'm sort of a smutter-fluff addict. LoL But I'll warn you if I do so you can skip it if you're not into that sort of thing. :D)

Disclaimer: I hope Stephenie Meyer doesn't pull an "Anne Rice" because I LOVE writing FanFiction about it! I don't own the books, sadly, but if I did, JACOB WOULD HAVE GOTTEN BELLA! lol

Summary: In Eclipse (Book) when Jacob, Edward and Bella were in the tent, what if am injured human girl came along in the cold in need of help? What if this girl, knowing nothing about Vampires and Werewolves, witnessed the fights, the hurt and the love circled around the life of Bella Swan? And what if Jacob fell for her? Non-Imprint.

A/N: There's a lot of Edward in this chapter, but I PROMISE that in the next chapter there will be a LOT of Jacob!

Prologue: I watched as this Bella girl broke the heart of Jacob Black. I watched as Bella gave her heart completely to Edward I watched as Jacob held his head high every day. And I watched as the Vampires and the Werewolves were always fighting for this human girl.

Chapter 1

Edward's POV:

I sat there watching Bella in the arms of Jacob, humming her lullaby. It pained my unbeating heart to see the small smile on her face because I knew it wasn't from just being warm. The mongrel was right; she did love him, whether I wanted to admit that to myself or not. I don't think I could bear losing her, despite what I told Jacob. I would let her go, if it was what she really wanted, but I would still find a way to remove myself from this life. I couldn't live without her, and I knew that much.

A noise outside pulled my attention from my love in the arms of Jacob. I listened intently to this person's – or vampire's – thoughts.

Cold. Wet. Helpless.

I could only pick up bits and pieces of this female's thoughts – her thoughts mostly a blur; a sign of either incompetence or slipping in and out of consciousness. I looked back to Jacob and Bella, sleeping peacefully and silently unzipped the tent. I stepped into the cold wind, not feeling against my skin of course and cautiously looked around. In the distance I could see a teenage girl with long black hair wandering through the light snow and heavy wind, trying to keep her balance. I watched as she walked, stumbling a few times, falling twice. I ran to her, the scent of her blood hitting my immediately, but I knew that if I could withstand Bella's blood, I most definitely could handle hers.

"Are you okay?" I asked her calmly.

"N-n-n-n-" She shivered and that's when I noticed the various bite marks on her body. A newborn must have gotten to her.

I picked her up and ran back to the tent. She was practically cataleptic; she wouldn't notice my speed or strength. I lay her in the small part of the crowded tent and positioned my body over hers. I looked over to make sure Jacob and Bella were still asleep. I took a deep breath and leaned down to suck the venom out of this girl's arm before it could spread to her heart. I put my hand over her mouth to stop her screams, but to my surprise, she didn't even make a sound. Her heart was pounding, so I knew she was still alive.

I sucked the venom out of her arm, and then moved to her ankle, which was much worse. Still, she didn't make a sound. Finally, I moved to her neck and sucked the venom out of her again. When I tasted her clean blood, I looked up at her face. The melted snow in her hair washed most of the blood and dirt off of her face. She looked at me with heavy-lidded eyes. In her mind, she said her name was Cassandra.

"Sleep, Cassandra." I said quietly.

She closed her eyes and slept immediately.

Cassandra's POV:

I woke up, hearing voices. I instinctively held very still. I didn't know where I was or who I was with. My heart was pounding violently. I couldn't remember anything! The whole night seemed like a big blur of feelings and colors. A lot of darkness, a lot of evil. I shuddered. Blood coating my skin, the numbness of the cold. Everything was too much to think about, and my brain hurt too much to think about it. My whole body was still frozen and my muscles felt rigid – like I wouldn't be able to move, even if I wanted to. Even though I didn't; I was too afraid.

I heard a girl crying – no, sobbing. I shivered in fear. What was happening around me? A soft, calm voice murmured something to this girl. I recognized this voice? Who was he? I reluctantly opened my eyes. I was in a tent. Alone. I heard voices again and I squeezed my eyes shut. I curled into a ball, trying to get warmer. That voice again. The tent began to unzip.

No, no, no!

I heard someone step in the tent. Someone got closer to me. Someone touched my shoulder.

"Cassandra?"

My eyes snapped open at the sound of my name. I sat up to see a man, about 17 or 18 years old looking at me with deep golden eyes. He had very pale skin and reddish hair. "H-h-how do you kn-n-ow my nam-m-me?" I shivered.

He ignored my question and looked me over. "Do you feel alright?"

"Wh-h-h-" I couldn't even get my words out!

"My name is Edward Cullen. I found you last night wandering in the woods. You looked very hurt and I brought you here."

"Who w-w-was that g-g-g-"

"That was my fiancé', Bella. She's outside talking to her…" He cringed slightly. "Friend."

I nodded, shivering. He didn't seem really old enough to get married but I really didn't care at this point. There was something…off about this guy. I honestly didn't like it. I must have had a weird look on my face because he chuckled.

"Don't be frightened of me."

I shook my head. "I'm not-t-t."

He smiled a secret smile but nodded. He suddenly frowned and looked outside the tent. I warily looked, too, only to see a beautiful brown haired girl – Bella, I presumed – kissing a tall tan shirtless guy. Shirtless? What the hell? How is he not freezing to death! Jeez! The maniac.

Edward chuckled under his breath, but when I turned to look at him, he was staring intently at the two of them.

Why was he letting his fiancée' kiss her friend? She pulled back and buried her face into his chest and I noticed something – she was crying. Why? What was going on?

The guy pulled away and looked at her. "I love you, Bells. I'll see you soon."

"Good-bye Jacob."

I love you. What?

Edward stepped out and hugged Bella. I heard the soft murmur of their talking as I watched Jacob. He ran into the forest. I pulled my damp black hair behind my ears and watched as he took his shorts off.

What the hell?

I blushed, but didn't look away. With no warning, he jumped up and morphed into a giant russet-colored wolf.

I let out a gasp and both Edward and Bella looked at me, then to where this…wolf was running.

"Cassandra-" Edward started towards me but I scrambled up and jumped out of the tent. My wounds hurt tremendously and my muscles ached, but I willed myself to run. I wasn't sure where I was running to, and it probably wasn't the best idea to run in the same direction this beast ran, but my mind wasn't working properly. I couldn't remember anything from last night, and today I wake up with three strangers with some sort of…polygamy issues or something, and I needed to get home.

But where was that?

I had no home. My mother died and my father barely even noticed I left him 3 months ago.

Before I could contemplate where I was going, Edward appeared in front of me. "No!" I screamed.

He grabbed my arm and we blurred through the forest, back to Bella and the tent. "Stop! Stop! Stop!" I screamed.

This guy was not human, and neither was Jacob. "Please, Cassandra, listen to me."

I was past listening – I was hysterical.

"Cassandra?" Bella touched my arm and I bit my lip, tears in my eyes. "Listen, right now there is a fight going on," She said. "Edward is just trying to keep you safe. We won't hurt you." I saw the sincerity in her eyes and tried to calm down. The two icy cold arms that were linked around me let go and I almost fell to the ground before Bella and Edward both caught me. A wound on my arm was bleeding profusely again and I felt my consciousness slipping again, whether it be from shock, lack of water or blood-loss.

"She's lost a lot of blood." Edward murmured softly. "We'll have to-"

I didn't hear the rest of his words before everything went black.