I'm making a little collection of drabbles. Mostly about Jacob and Bella. Please tell me what you think.

Title: Finally

Rating: T

Bella

I drove dangerously fast down the bumpy road to La Push. The rain pelted down hard from the sky and it was getting dark. My eyes stung as I tried to hold back the tears that had been pouring out.

I probably looked like hell. I know I felt like it.

I finally saw the small red house in the distance. My heart returned from my stomach and I breathed a sigh of relief. I checked in my rear view mirror, making sure no one was following me and put my blinker on. I skidded across the dirt, leaving tire marks, and made a very crooked parking job.

I turned off the engine, ripped the keys out of the ignition, and threw open my door; jumping out into the rain. I began to run forward, only to slow my pace. I didn't feel the need to rush anymore.

I was home. I was safe.

Jacob was almost to my truck already, having been alerted to my visit by the roar. He was jogging toward me, shortening the distance with every stride. Then, his expression turned wild, as he saw my face more closely.

He ran to me, asking me a bunch of questions I didn't listen to. I wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my face into his chest and started sobbing all over again. His arms embraced me tightly, like he was scared that I would fade away if he didn't hold me close enough.

"Oh God, Bells," he gasped out. He started shaking, and I could tell that he was crying too. His arms wrapped around me felt so good, like it was exactly where I was meant to be. I wanted to crawl inside of him and curl up in his warmth.

We walked slowly to his house, holding each other; supporting each other's weight. Somehow, we made it onto the couch in his living room. The place was dark, there were no lights on and Billy was nowhere to be seen.

"What happened, honey?" His hands found mine and he stared into my eyes. His dark brown orbs begged mine for the truth. He knew that I'd been having troubles with my boyfriend, and that I'd been depressed lately but he didn't know that Jasper had been hitting me.

Jacob's hand came up to caress my face; very hesitant. He traced the cut on my lip, and I hoped it had stopped bleeding. It didn't hurt when he touched my face. It felt nice; as if he were healing me.

"Jasper," I confessed; barely audible. I felt him stiffen next to me. I averted my eyes to our hands. "Don't worry Jake, I'm not with him anymore."

Jake contemplated for a moment, then spoke. "That... incident a few months ago... when you said you fell down the stairs...?" His voice was strangled. I focused on his dark hand holding my pale one. I didn't have the courage to look him in the eyes.

"It was a lie."

I heard him take a deep, shuttering breath. Then he pulled me into his lap and crushed me to him.

"I'm so sorry Bells. I had a weird feeling about him, but I never said anything. I thought you were okay... I'm so sorry." I clung to him, as he clung to me; trying to get as close to him as possible. He rubbed my back and stroked my hair. He kissed my forehead. "I will protect you."

We stayed like that for a while.

Then he carried me into the bathroom and sat me on the counter. He dug out a wash cloth, wet it, and started to dab at my face gently.

"Do I look bad?" I asked while he worked. I hadn't looked in the mirror, I didn't want to see the damage.

"You always look beautiful, Bella."

We kept eye contact the whole time he cleaned my face up. We had a telepathic conversation going on with our eyes. Him telling me he was sorry, and me thanking him for helping me.

When he was satisfied, he rested his arms on either side of my legs, and stared into my eyes.

"Jake, you're my best friend. Thank you... for taking care of me." I whispered in the comfortable silence. His eyes were really beautiful. They were so dark and warm, that I couldn't tell where the pupil ended and the color began. I could look into them all day. They held the secret of the man in front of me.

He was soft and sincere. Loving and warm.

His russet skin was such a contrast to mine, and it made us so beautiful together. And he smelled like the earth. How had I never seen him like this before? How had I never looked at him and knew that he was the most handsome man alive? How could I not notice this?

He smiled. "I'll always take care of you."

My hands lifted up and cupped both sides of his face. I smiled back and said, "I know." Then I kissed him. His lips were warm and soft, and hesitant at first. Then, he was kissing me back. Our lips moved in a slow, romantic rhythm, and my tongue slipped into his mouth.

Exploring. Tasting.

Our tongues ran along each other, meeting for the first time. And then we pulled away and stared at each other with expressions of awe. We were both grinning like little kids in a candy store.

Our arms embraced each other again and we sighed at the same time.

We silently agreed that everything was going to be just fine. As long as we had each other.