A/N: This chapter is a little fluffy.. But don't worry. The drama will pick up soon, hehehe. Please Review! :)

The ride to La Push was agonizing and frightful. I clutched Jacob's right hand as he drove with the left. The twelve minutes that it took us to get to Sue Clearwater's house felt like twelve years. We finally arrived, and Jacob and I walked hand-in-hand into the house. I guess Jacob was comfortable here, he didn't bother knocking.

"Hello? It's Jacob," he said as we walked through the entryway into the kitchen. There was a big round wooden table with five chairs, two of which were occupied. Charlie and Billy sat on either side of Sue, who was silently sobbing into her hands. Charlie looked helpless as his eyes met mine. My heart cried for poor Sue. I knew how she felt. I knew what it was like for the love of your life to suddenly disappear. But at least he didn't leave. He didn't have a choice. Henry Clearwater would never have hurt Sue on purpose. My heart burned and ripped and snarled. I held my arms across my chest and pressed my lips firmly together to keep from crying.

"Hey, Dad, can I talk to you for a sec?" Jacob asked Billy. Billy looked at me, then at Jacob, who nodded.

"Sure, son." Billy wheeled his chair around and headed towards the front of the house. Jacob turned around and kissed me on the cheek, very softly, in a way that Charlie could easily mistake for friendship. I didn't need to tell Charlie about Jacob and I right now. Hell, I was still confused myself.

I sat down next to Sue at the table. I didn't know her well, but my heart wrenched for this poor woman. The three of us sat in silence for about ten minutes, Charlie's arm comfortingly around Sue's shoulders, waiting for Billy and Jacob to come back. When they finally came back into the house, Billy shot me a sympathetic look. Why did I need the sympathy right now? Harry Clearwater just died! And Jacob and the rest of the wolves were about to go up against a vampire! Why was I getting the sympathy?

"Sue, you shouldn't stay here alone right now. Charlie and I will stay the night with you." Sue and Charlie both looked up at Billy, confusion etched in their faces. Suddenly Sue turned from pale white to pale green, and she seemed to understand the situation. Poor Charlie, he had no clue. If only I could tell him. I almost laughed at the thought of his reaction.

"Hey, Dad," I imagined myself saying, "Jacob's a werewolf and I'm going to stick with him tonight because a vampire named Victoria is trying to kill me since Edward killed her lover. Oh yeah, Edward's a vampire too."

"Oh, okay Bells," he would say back. Haha, yeah right.

Billy suddenly cleared his throat, snapping me back to reality. "Bella, why don't you and Jacob drive to my place and pick up some clothes for me? I need to change."

"Sure," I replied. I walked over to Charlie and kissed him on the cheek. Even though I didn't know Sue well, I squeezed her shoulder empathetically. Her eyes met mine, and as pained as she was, she smiled sincerely up at me. I smiled back.

"Everything will be okay, Sue." I said, gaining a funny look from Charlie.

Jacob and I drove to Billy's house. While I rummaged through Billy's closet for some sweats, a pair of jeans, and a shirt, Jacob was outside in his wolf form updating Sam and the others on the situation. I was nervous, my hands wouldn't stop shaking. Jacob had smelled a vampire in my house. But he was sure it wasn't Victoria. It made me sick to my stomach, and I almost hurled. I thought about Victoria pairing up with another vampire, to use as a distraction to get to me. To kill me. What if Harry Clearwater hadn't died? Would Charlie have been at the house when Victoria or the unknown vampire showed up? I nearly threw up again.

I heard Jacob come back into the house. His heavy feet thudded against the floors, and I could hear him getting closer to my room. I wiped the tears from my eyes that I hadn't realized formed and snatched up Billy's clothes. I ran to the door and reached it before Jacob did.

"Hey," I smiled at him.

"Hey," he said. "You ready?"

"Yep."

We drove to Sue's house and dropped the clothes off. Then Jacob and I went back to his house. It was nearly midnight by this time, and my eyes were insanely heavy with sleep. I pulled the grey cotton sweats on that Jacob had offered to me. They were insanely huge but very comfortable. When I walked out to the kitchen to get a drink of water, Jacob was sprawled out on the couch, his head and ankles hanging off either end. I felt bad for him, thinking that he should be in the bed and I should be on the couch.

I sat down on the couch by Jacob's feet and sighed. He sat up and looked at me funny.

"What?" He asked.

"It's not fair," I started. His whole face turned down as he frowned.

"I know, Bella. You're just a human. The stupid leeches that you hung out with got you caught up in this crap." he growled.

"No, Jake, that's not what I'm talking about. I mean, that's not really fair either, but that's not what I was talking about," I rambled. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh?"

"I meant it's not fair that you're twenty feet tall and sleeping on the couch, while I'm taking up your whole bed. You can have the bed, Jake. Let me take the couch." I said.

"No way, Bella, I'm fine on the couch. Go to bed, I'll see you in the morning." He smiled at me sweetly.

I trudged into Jacob's bedroom. There was no winning this argument. I curled up into the bed and let the sleep take me over.

Red. Red flames licking up Jacob's russet face. Why was Jake on fire? I squinted, trying to see the fire more clearly. I screamed when I realized it wasn't fire- it was Victoria. Victoria had snapped Jake's neck and was drinking his blood. I screamed and screamed as Victoria slowly walked towards me. I was frozen in fear. RUN! I told myself. She laughed. I screamed. BELLA! BELLA!! BELLA!! This time the warning voice in my head wasn't Edward's.. It was.. BELLA.

"Bella!" Jake yelled, gently shaking me. My eyes shot open. It was only a dream.

"Oh, Jake!" I cried, throwing my arms around his neck. I sobbed into his bare chest and even though I was incredibly embarrassed, I was comforted in his warm embrace.

"Bella, it's okay. You're fine, it was just a bad dream," his husky voice cooed. I let out another round of sobs before pulling away and wiping my eyes dry.

"Jake, I'm so scared. I don't want you to fight Victoria. I don't want you to die!" I started panicking, my breathing became increasingly difficult.

"Bella," he laughed. "Oh, Bella, you worry too much. I'm your protector, remember? This is what I was made to do. You have nothing to worry about. I won't get hurt. I'll have Sam and the rest of the pack. We'll all be fine." He pulled me tightly into a hug, squeezing the breath out of me.

"HAAAG!" I said in an effort to pull air into my lungs. "JAKE, CANT BREEVE!" He let me go and started laughing.

"Sorry, Bells." We sat there in the dark silence for a long minute before I found my voice.

"Jake?" I asked.

"Hmm?"

"Would you stay with me tonight? In here, in the bed I mean.." I said, my cheeks blushing furiously.

"Uh, sure. If you're comfortable with it."

"Definitely. Please stay with me," I smiled up at him. He smiled back as he laid down in the bed, pulling me with him. I turned my back to his chest and he wrapped his burning arms around my body.

"I love you, Bells," he murmured into my ear just before I dozed off again.