A/N Some of you might be worried where this is heading, but have faith that it is a Jacob/Bella story and it is not a Breaking Dawn repeat. I switched up some key elements that make for a whole different story.

Bless you holland-taylor1 for being my first reviewer in my very first fic. It's because of you asking for more, I am posting this already.

Again all recognizable characters belong to Stephanie Meyer

Chapter 2

Shrieks could be heard from everyone, Bella had screamed first, then she fell and the sound of bones cracking could be heard even from human ears. Carlisle was assessing her, but Jacob knew without a doubt he was witnessing Bella's death, his Bells, just broke in two before his very eyes. "Edward, hurry, there is no time, get Bella onto the operating table." Dr. Fang shouted. Everyone followed, but there was not enough room inside the makeshift operating room, so only the doctor, Jacob and Edward were inside with Bella. Everyone else lurked just outside the door. Bella already had a line in her arm for fluid and nutrients, so Carlisle quickly pushed some sort of darker liquid through it. He caught Jacob's eye and knew he was silently questioning him, "It's anesthesia, Jacob. Hopefully, it will work quickly because I can't wait, I have to deliver the baby now."

"Baby?" Jacob questioned in his mind, knowing he could never think of this thing as a baby. Babies were supposed to soft and cuddly, innocent and helpless. He saw what this so called "baby" had done to Bella and only a monster could accomplish such a thing. Edward flinched, he was reading Jacob's thoughts to escape the dire realizations going through Carlisle's conscience. The doctor was using his vampire speed to get Bella prepped for surgery. Everything happened in a flash, only seconds had ticked by before Jacob focused in on the sharp blade in his hands. He chose to focus on Bella's pale, gaunt face instead of the butchering of her tiny body he knew was happening. "Edward, this scalpel isn't going to penetrate the amniotic sac, you will have to do it." Jacob was still focused on Bella's whose breathing was shallow. Her heart was still beating, but it was all over the place, fast, then slow and weak. Every once in a while, her eyes would flutter and there was still recognition, so that was a little bit of comfort to him. He could not focus on what the doc meant when he told Edward to "do it." Then he heard it, that unmistakable sound of vampire flesh being ripped apart. He had done it, witnessed it many times through the pack mind and even caught sight of the Cullen's crunching the newborns. Edward had bit through that vampire infected sac. This was why Bella was dying, that monster was truly a vampire growing inside her. All the fairy-tale talk about a baby was just that, it was make believe. Against his better judgment, Jacob looked up and caught a glimpse of Edward holding what looked like a baby; then the little demon cried and it sounded like a baby. There was a brief lapse in the hatred coursing through Jacob's mind, when Bella regained consciousness and she smiled. Edward was trying to give her hope when he laid the bundle down on her chest. If Jacob did not know any better, this was the way a normal birth would have been, but he was quickly brought back into reality when the spawn of Edward turned its head and bit her just below her collarbone.

Shock and rage overtook Jacob's face and he knew for sure what had to be done, but first Bella still needed him. Jacob heard her heart slowing as it was barely audible to even his super senses. There was a brief pause as Blondie rushed in and took "it" away. Jacob's attention was then transferred to Carlisle who was carrying an abnormally large syringe in his hands. "What the hell is that?"

Edward stepped in, "It's my venom, we were prepared for the worst. It's the only hope she has left, Jacob. You know Carlisle has to do this." Jacob felt his eyes fall to the ground, it was the only thing he could face. He shook his head and conceded that his Bells was gone. She was either going to die or she was going to be a bloodsucker, his mortal enemy and there was no way he could witness anything else. He let them perform their last resort in private, because his feet had carried him out the door before his mind even knew what was happening.

Jacob knew Seth and Leah were near, but allowed him to grieve in peace. He poured out so many emotions in the next minutes that followed. He did not care if Seth and Leah were watching, he cried his heart out. He had just lost the love of his life. That is what Bella was,...screw imprinting, no one else would ever have his love. He knew without a doubt there would be no one else, his wolf was in agreement. She was it and now he would have to learn to live without her. Those thoughts brought Jacob's anger to the surface. He had so much to be angry at, he did not know where to begin. He was angry with Bella for being so stupid to carry out this preposterous relationship with a vampire. He cursed his own DNA and the burden that came with being a protector. He was mad at himself, because he was certain there was something more he could of done to save her. Why hadn't he confessed the whole tale to Charlie when he ratted Bella out for the bikes? Could Charlie have even stopped her? He may have dropped the ball before, but tonight Jacob Black would have retribution, he would seek revenge and that infant demon would not see the light of day. He was pretty certain, Blondie was going to retaliate and he would have to take her out as well. The result of that would be the big one coming after him. He should go prepare Seth and Leah, because they had gotten the hint and moved farther away to give him privacy. Jacob was far from a rational state, so he made the split decision to go at it alone. He was probably going to have to rip the entire clan apart, but they killed Bella albeit inadvertently, but it was all their faults.

Jacob swiftly stalked back into the house, Blondie was so preoccupied with pretending to be a Mommy, she never even caught wind of dog in the atmosphere. Every other thought Jacob had entertained in his own mind suddenly disappeared when he looked in those eyes. The little bundle wrapped in a pale yellow blanket stared back at Jacob and all he saw were big, chocolate brown eyes staring back at him with such precision, not anywhere close to behaving like a normal newborn baby. Those were Bella's eyes and then it hit Jacob like a ton of bricks, Bella was most likely dead in the next room and this was all that was left of her, whatever this creature was, it was part of Bella. He now knew he could never destroy the little guy, and he would do anything to protect him. He had to make his brothers understand. They could all work together and teach him or train him; whatever it took. Jacob was suddenly pulled from his inner monologue, like literally, pulled up by the throat. Edward had come in and after reading Jacob's initial thoughts felt the urge to protect his son. He tossed Jacob across the room with a massive crash into one of Esme's well-decorated walls. He was at his throat again as Rosalie exited the room quickly in order to protect EJ from the violence.

"Stop!" Jacob roared as he pushed his shoulder back into its rightful socket. "I changed me mind, you see..." and Jacob replayed the scene once again, so Edward would understand the conclusions he had come to about Bella's son. Edward stopped his assault and his face fell as he turned away from his rival. He was going to check on his son and started to walk away. "Wait, is she gone? Is she going through the transformation, did it work?"

"I do not have answers for you Jacob, so excuse me while I see to my son," but Jacob would not accept that response.

"No! What the fuck does that mean? You don't have answers. She is either dead or she is becoming like you. Why are you leaving her? That is always your solution, isn't it leech?" Jacob was enraged that Edward was walking away from the horror he had created. "Forget it, I am going to talk to Dr. Fang; at least he will be honest with me."

Jacob walked into the converted hospital room and was astounded at what he saw, but more importantly what he heard. Above all the hum of equipment, the dripping of the IV solution, and the beeping of a monitor; Jacob heard Bella's heart. Her heart was still beating and it was not the same erratic beat as before, it was calm and steady. Most likely it was influenced by all this machinery, but for once since seeing Bella that day he discovered her pregnancy, Jacob felt a twinge of hope pull at his soul. "Carlisle?" his voice barely got out.

"Jacob, right now, your guess is as good as mine because I have no idea. I am trying to be objective and attend to Bella like she is a regular patient, but that is almost impossible. You and I both witnessed what happened and Bella being alive right now is anything, but normal." the doctor spoke in his usual calm tone. "My first assessment after the birth and after administering the venom was she was clinically dead. Her respirations and heart had ceased. I thought we were too late. I had warned all of you before that sometimes nothing will bring a body back. I conceded that fact and Edward read my mind, he was seconds from throwing himself to the wolves if you know what I mean."

Of course, Jacob knew the doctor believed his son would sacrifice himself because of his despair over Bella. He did not believe it for a second, just like he never believed that bullshit in Italy. Edward was being the master manipulator he was and Bella and the rest of these bloodsuckers could keep falling for it, but Jacob never would. "What happened then?" he questioned.

"I did nothing else, but her heart fluttered and she gasped a breath. I let my instincts take over and performed every emergency procedure I knew. She is still hanging on, but she is so broken and weak Jacob. I don't know if it is enough. I do have her on a respirator and am giving her medicine and nutrients like I would any coma patient. I am not even saying that is what this is, but I am treating it as such. Edward helped me with the x-ray machine before he went to check on the baby. She has several broken ribs, which we knew; her right lung is punctured. I have treated her for a collapsed lung." Carlisle stopped talking for a minute because the rest of the news would be the worst. Jacob remembered that cracking sound when she fell. "Her back is the worst. It is a traumatic break, something I have only seen in terrible car accident or maybe a high fall. I am not sure of the condition of her spinal cord without an MRI, but the cord is damaged, I am sure of it." The doctor faced Jacob fully and even though those bloodsuckers had dead expressions to him normally, he could read the worry on Carlisle's face. The hope he felt minutes ago began to flicker and he was back to where he had been before seeing Bella was still alive. Was she alive? Is this living? Is this the dilemma families faced when their loved ones where hooked up to machines deciding if they should pull the proverbial "plug"? Maybe Jacob was being selfish, as selfish as that damn bloodsucking husband of Bella's, but he would not "pull the plug" on her, ever.

He was once again pulled from his thoughts when Dr. Fang reminded him that Bella had been pumped full of vampire venom. "Could she still change? You know..." Jacob questioned not knowing if he wanted to hear the truth.

"I don't think that is possible. I have no idea why, but I have seen more than I would like to admit go through the transformation. It's excruciatingly painful, it burns from the inside out. I saw Bella after James bit her and she was feeling the effects almost instantly, writhing and screaming til Edward sucked out the venom." The visual caused Jacob to grimace, never wanting to have that image burned in his brain. "Unless," Carlisle thought aloud, "Why didn't I connect the two? It's related, it has to be. There is nothing documented about this because what vampire would ever stop to save their victim. It is against our nature to not drink human blood, and none of our kind would attempt at removing venom to save a life. I have wanted to do research on our venom and its composition many times, but never had the facilities to do so without alerting other human physicians. It was always too risky."

"Can you explain what you are blabbing about, in lingo a teenage boy understands. I use to be good in science, but I am pretty much flunking everything as of today. Are you saying Bella is immune to vampires?" Jacob was smarter than he thought, because that was the precise conclusion Carlisle had arrived at.

"Yes, Jacob, I think there must have been a minute amount of venom left over in Bella's system. It must have worked like our modern day inoculations. I have no real way to prove it, perhaps if I could get some of her blood in a high level laboratory?"

"No!" Jacob made a quick rebuttal, "Bella will not be your lab rat and none of you will ever come near her blood again."

"Of course, Jacob," he conceded, "getting Bella better is our only priority. You are right, I was just overwhelmed with the possibilities. If you would like a moment with her, she is stable, I have not had the opportunity to brief the rest of the family, and I should assess young Edward." He nodded to Jacob and left them there, alone.

Jacob took a few steps to be next to her side. Maybe he was imaging it or maybe it was all the equipment and drugs, but to him she already looked healthier. He had not seen her look this good since her wedding, the night his life literally became a living hell. He shook those thoughts from his mind and started pouring his heart out to Bella. Hopefully, she could hear him. "Bells, it's me, Jake...Bells, you are still with me. Please, wake up, fight and come back to me. I love you so much, still Bells; I will always love you." Jacob delicately brushed his calloused fingertips down Bella's soft skin along her cheek and was so relieved to find the warmth there. So many signs of life still remained, it had to be true that his Bella was still alive. She wasn't just a shell living artificially on machines. He thought of what she would want to hear from him, so he continued in his pleading, "Bella, you did it. None of us believed you, but your son is here. You brought him into the world safe and sound. He looks very healthy, I've seen him, Carlisle is giving him a thorough check up right now. I'm sure he is fine, at least, he will be when I come up with a better name for him. There is no way in hell I am calling him any variation of Edward, which includes EJ." Jacob let out the breath that had been trapped along with the emotional lump in his throat. "Come on, Bella, where is your fight? Tell me to shut up and stuff it for bad-mouthing your baby name. Let me have it, please, once more, for old times sake." An intruder had come between them once again, and Jacob stood up to face Edward head on. The two were in the midst of some uncomfortable stand off when Alice interrupted. "Leah is at the door, you need to go, Jacob. I can't see what they decide, but if they get anywhere near the house, there is always the chance they will discover the baby has been born."

"What in the hell is going on in there, Jacob?" Leah had tried to give him space, but she was concerned for her little brother's safety above all else. She did not like being kept in the dark. Jacob, certainly did not need to be on her bad side because he would need her help if this was going to work.

"Bella is not dead and she is not a vampire. The baby is a boy, and I am going to protect him. You and Seth are going to help me do it." His statement was just short of being an alpha order, but he was willing to do whatever was necessary.

"Sam is never going to allow that creature to survive and you know it, Jake. There are too many unknowns, and what ifs." Leah rationalized.

"That is where you come in, Sam still cares about you Leah, you have to make him see. He has to give him a chance, because I know deep down Bella is going to make it and I will not have her waking up to a dead son. I have to protect him, he needs me, his life is already fucked up. He needs some sort of edge on life, he may be part bloodsucker, but I heard his little heart beating and that is enough to make him human. We protect humans, Leah; remind Sam of that because that is the reason we exist." Leah shook her head because she was done talking. Her mind was made up, Jacob was right. He was alive, and the pack should not rush in and kill a living, breathing entity. She knew she had to go to the baby, see for herself what Jacob had seen and then allow Sam back into her mind. All of their lives depended on her convincing him.

Leah headed back towards the door to go into the house and Jacob became extremely alarmed, "What do you think you are doing?" He stepped in front of her with his substantial frame. "You have refused all this time to go in their home, what do you intend to do?"

"I have to show him, I have to let Sam get a clear picture." and she pushed past Jacob, then Seth joined them and all three of them were on their way to the nursery. Esme had the baby in a cradle hold rocking him softly. Blondie immediately was back in the room in Jacob's face, "Just what in the hell are the three of you dogs think you are doing?"

"Back off, Leah and Seth are coming in to see the baby. We are not going to bother him."

"You think I don't know what happened earlier? Edward told me everything. I do not trust you for a minute, dog." Blondie was no fan of Jacob's and he liked her even less. He could tell from the beginning she was building some sort of fantasy world where she would be the reigning mother not Bella.

"Look, I promise, we are only here to offer our protection and nothing else. Please, Esme, may Leah have a closer look?" Jacob inquired and Esme, who had been trying to get on Leah's good side for some weird reason was very compliant.

"Come on, Leah, he has been feed and is settling down, about to go to sleep." The three wolves zeroed in the half drunk bottle on the end table. "Milk," Jacob said to himself, "stinky, but milk not blood." That had been a relief. The little guy was making some sort of baby sounds, but would open and close his eyes like he was drifting off to sleep. Seth was grinning like the sappy fool that he was, but what had Jacob floored was Leah. She was not smiling by any means, but her face had softened and she was not scowling. He quickly shifted his eyes away from her so she would not be tipped off that he could tell Bella's son had gotten to her.

"Ahh, he looks like Bella, doesn't he guys? He is so cute." Seth chimed in as the retreated back outside.

"Shut up, Seth, how he looks isn't the point. Is he dangerous is what we need to know. It sure doesn't seem so, but I still do not know if Sam will agree." Leah looked to Jacob, "I have to go alone, that's the deal or forget it. I am not taking Seth back there until I know they are being rational." He agreed, Seth looked worried, and Leah disappeared into the forest with the backdrop of a new day on the horizon.

Jacob shrugged as he felt the weight of the last 24 hours. He was beyond exhausted:mentally, physically and emotionally. All he could think was how Leah stayed pissed at him 95 percent of the time, she could barely stand Bella, and she saw the Cullen's as the sole reason her life, all our lives, had plummeted over the past year. All these things ate away at Leah and she was quite bitter, but he had just sent her off to convince Sam this half vampire/human deserved a chance. Why? Because of Bella Swan, that was the reason they would all risk the unknown once again, for Bella.

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