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Jake

Her eyes shut and her breathing starts to even out. Bella...can't you see what this thing is doing to you? I'm not trying to have sex with you...I just want you to live... My eyes rake over her innocent face and her weak form. So many things I want to say to her, but I can't. I have to be the touch, macho guy around here. I can't go all mushy on her now. Edward turns his head and looks painfully at me.

"You don't have to be strong all the time Jacob." he says quietly.

"Yeah, I do. You don't understand." I say bitterly.

"I think I do."

"Contrary to what everybody says, you don't know everything."

He doesn't reply. He just sighs and rubs his face with his hands. He comes forward and takes the chair next to the bed just to watch Bella's face. From where I'm standing, the belly almost swallows Bella's face. All you can see is half of her face. Edward clears his throat.

"Thank you, Jacob. For offering to do this."

I shrug awkwardly.

"It's your kid. Not mine. I have no problem killing the son of a bitch."

"Well, neither do I, Jacob. Neither do I..."

"Really? Like, seriously? You have no problem with killing your kid?"

He pauses for a minute, really thinking it through.

"No."

"Well, what about if Bella does say yes to the plan? And I... get her pregnant. Is it going to be my kid, or yours?"

"Do you want the child to be yours, Jacob?"

"The kid would be yours the second it got conceived anyways..." I grumble.

Edward pauses again, scrutinizing my face thoughtfully.

"No, Jacob. If you wanted me to step out of the way as the father, I would."

"Well alright then." I snap moodily at him. Surprise colors his face.

"Alright what?" He asks, even though he fully understood what I was getting at.

"I'll be the dad." I say calmly.

"Are you absolutely sure of this?"

I don't say anything. I bite my lip and sigh.

"No. You be the dad. I'll just be the sperm bank."

"But then, why–"

"Because it wouldn't be right." I interrupt. "I'll stay out your way. And you can have your perfect little family."

"Alright. If that is what you really want." He says stiffly.

"Yeah, it's what I really, really want. I really want to give up my kid to some blood sucking leech." I huff sarcastically. "Idiot, it's not about what I want, it's about what Bella wants."

"Tell me, Jacob. What will you gain from this then?" He snaps.

"Bella will be alive. And oh, there's that little thing we have to do to get her pregnant, right?" I taunt, grinning evilly. He growls softly, as to not wake Bella, but doesn't attack me.

"I know that that's not what you're really thinking. You want Bella to be alive just as much as I do, no matter what the cost. Actually," he pauses, "I don't think you'll enjoy the sex at all." He smirks.

"Oh?" I sneer. "Why is that?"

"Because the whole entire time, you'll know that after the tryst, Bella won't come running back to you."

"What if she does?"

"Then, that's her choice. But I've won already. Jacob, please stop fighting." he says, almost wearily.

And it makes me want to fight even harder. The battle isn't over yet. I don't care if I have to dirty my hands, but I won't stop fighting for Bella. And with this thought, Edward nods his head towards me solemnly. The war has started.

OOPS, I accidently dropped something on that button down there. Can you get it for me? ;