Haaay babes and gays ^_^ This is the second part of my uber sexaaaay story. Don't we love Jacob? =^_^= *congragational 'Awwwwww'* (8)Jacob, Jacob, JACOB, Jacob, Jacob, JACOB!(8) :3 Sorry this took me sooooo long...Soooooooooooooo long. SOOO SOOOOOO SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LONG. D:

A scream pierced the silence in Bella Swan's bedroom. The dream had come back. She was scared and confused, her eyes scanned the room for Edward. But he wasn't there, Bella frowned and began to panic. She wrapped her duvet around her, awaiting Edward's return.

Edward kissed the sleeping wolf boy's shoulder and got out of the mass of covers entangled with Jacob on the floor. He didn't own a bed, vampires didn't sleep. Edward located his boxers and jeans hanging out of a broken window. Moonlight shone in and illuminated the room.

"Fucking hell," said Edward. They must of broken it somewhere between the 3rd and 4th time...he pulled on his clothes and didn't bother with a shirt. He walked downstairs and was greeted with a house that looked like a train had run through it. Sighing, he began to tidy up. He picked up lamps, hung up paintings and was about to turn the sofa the right way up when he saw a piece of paper on the table. Edward could tell by the loopy black script, similar to his own, that Carlisle had left it.

Edward,

I've kept everyone out for the night. I wont disturb you but I think we need to discuss this.
Give my regards to Jacob.

Carlisle.

This was not what Edward wanted. Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit. He heard Jacob's shuffling feet as he came down the stairs, into the kitchen.

"Woah," his husky voice broke the silence. Edward turned to face him, his chocolate brown eyes were widened in disbelief. "What the fuck happened?" he asked.

"We did," Edward smirked atg him and then handed him the note from Carlisle. Jacob smiled at his comment and began to read the note. As he read, his face grew more and more anxious. When he finished he put his arms around Edward's middle. Edward's arms wrapped the wolf boy and he rested his head on his hair. When he touched Jacob, Edward's skin began to warm. It was the first time Edward had felt warm in his vampire life. Jacob looked up into his eyes. They looked so sad.

"Maybe I should go," he said. Edward sighed and nodded.

"I'll see you when I can,"

Jacob smiled and leaned up to Edward's face. A brush of lips and a sigh; Jacob walked to the door at the end of the far corridor and opened it. He hesitated and turned to face Edward with sad eyes.

"What is this?" he asked, his voice full of confusion.

Edward ran a hand through his bronze hair and shut his eyes.

"This is us," he replied with a soft smile. Jacob returned the smile and Edward's body cried out for him as soon as he was gone.

Morning dawned on Forks as Alice worried her pixie like but off at the disturbing turn of events in her mind. Edward's future had dissapeared. She scoured her mind for him, but he was gone; completely gone. The only explanation that Alice could muster was that he'd seen the Volturi, and he was gone. But why would he? Bella was alive, she was with him again. She became more distressed by the second and decided to look for him at Bella's house. Maybe that would throw up some answers, she assured herseld, submersed in doubt.