JPOV

I left the house, in a rush of anger. One minute I was in Bella's room, one place that I have always wished to be in – except under different circumstances.

I ran down the stairs, trying to control the change. I lost control at the bottom of the stairs and felt myself shaking. From 2 legs - I felt my arms extend and tingle – my front paws touched the ground. I bolted out of the door, nearly taking out the frame. With a growl I was out, in wolf form pounding the earth with giant paws. I saw Bella's face in shock and she tried to move but she waited until she couldn't see me anymore.

I immediately contacted Sam,

Sam! You there? Intruder… I am following the scent.

Everyone was in on this. Listening to my story through all the pictures and scenes that I just overcame with Bella, they started to run towards me.

Sam was now taking control ad dealing out positions,

Quil, take the west perimeter. Embry, run the east perimeter... Paul, flank Jake, he's on to something. Jake, Jared and I will meet you soon, we are going to circle La Push. Where's Bella?

Sent her to Emily's… is that okay? I asked.

Fine, she's probably there," he said.

As my paws scraped the damp earth, the same scent I detected on Bella and in her room and now on this trail, was leading to the house. Their house. CRAP!

I triggered the smell. I always knew they would come back and ruin everything all over again. Make things worse now than they are. If she saw them, what would her reaction be?

Its one of them, or at least on this path… Hang on, I'm hearing one of them. He or she is coming up fast. I informed Sam.

Be cautious. Paul don't go in for the kill until we find out who it really is, Sam declared.

I thought about, if it is the Cullen's that are here, how would I tell Bella. Not knowing is better than knowing I know who it is and keeping it from her. It's for her own good. And I am not ashamed of what I was doing.

I immediately put my paws down and dug my nails into the earth. I stopped and made a sharp right, in the direction of La Push.

JAKE! GET BACK HERE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! Paul was frantic.

I can't do this Paul. Sorry guys. Bella is important to me. So I don't want to know if it is them. Sorry… I left my last plea and apology. I shifted back to two legs and the heat subsided from my spine and then my head and I was running full force to Emily's house to do my job, and protect Bella.

This was the right decision I told my self. The other part of me, wanted to transform and go straight back to whoever it was and rip their heads off. But I was sane for the moment, and was going to protect what I loved and saw as the most beautiful thing in my world right now. The forest that blurred around me was like a big green moist mush… like my brain. I had to get in order and straighten everything out, so Bella didn't suspect anything.

I ran by my house, through the forest and across the beach, to Emily's. It had it own porch and was a mile or few from the ocean; it fit perfectly in the setting. Only not mine; mine was a mess right now. The conclusion of my life was that it would never be right, my life would always be a mess, and not set to be perfect. My solid destiny was probably making other peoples life a living hell like mine. My life pursuit: to make people feel my confusion and pain the same way I do. Jeez, I was a mess.

I stopped running and walked up the small drive. I knocked on the frame of the door, and opened it. Emily was in the kitchen – of course – and making what smelled like chicken soup. She was always cooking and her house was a bank of just pure love and compassion.

She looked my way and smiled as my eyes searched the room for Bella.

"Hey," Emily said. I turned my attention to her and she nodded to the living room area. I stalked over to the couch and saw Bella sleeping with a blanket covering her. I touched her cheek and turned to go sit at the table. Emily bought over a cup of water for me; she had coffee in hers.

"What happened? Is everyone okay?" she asked.

I was looking down at the table and looking at the wood details. A few moments passed and I looked up. I took a deep breath.

"Bella had an intruder. I followed the scent from her house to the…" I paused, not sure if I should say anything.

"The what, Jake?" Emily urged me on.

"The Cullen's," I said in a dead tone.

It was silent.

"I didn't go and see if they were really there. I ran back here because I thought, if knew that they were there, I would have to keep it from Bella. I hate keeping things from her. So I decided not to know," I said. "She's too fragile and her world could shatter from any little thing. He caused this… this… this burden on her. Not only is it affecting her, but me as well. My job is to cover all the cracks and holes left behind, from what he left: a mess."

She was just listening.

"Your lucky you have Sam. Someone that is always there, to love, to talk to, to be with when you up or down… He knows you like the back of his hand. You have no idea, how much he loves you. You are always on his mind. He sometimes wishes there was two of him, so that one could stay with you to protect and love you, and the other to fight to protect the other's he is supposed to protect; his priority," I said.

She chuckled, "Always the gentleman."

"Now that I think about it, I bet Bella feels like Leah," her shoulders slumped. "I know, I know. It wasn't your fault. But you have the gene or the magic to pass on the gene of werewolf," I smiled.

"How come you think you haven't imprinted on Bella yet?" Emily asked, quietly.

"I have two theories… one is she still in love with the damned bloodsucker. She claimed him and that means she's taken… Or, either me or her does not have that 'magic' gene, you had with Sam, to pro-create or pre-create… another little Sam in this case," I smirked at the thoughts and images and wants that came into my mind if I had Bella in my arms and she loved me as much as Emily loves Sam.

"What if there is someone out there… or waiting for you, or must grow up and by some miracle meet you?"

"That's like finding a needle in a haystack," I chuckled. "I can't think about that. I mean of course there could be. But I don't want there to be. All I want there to be is Bella. However, I love her enough more than she knows, not to tell her these things. I can't tell her because; I know it would hurt her more. And I love her to much to do that," I shrugged.

"How will you tell her what you found?" Emily asked.

"I don't know," I sighed painfully. "She knows there was a vampire in her room. I couldn't even hold her, to stop the crying or to console her. It burned my nose – the smell. She told me everything. I just couldn't bear to go and see if they were actually here or were anyways. She smelled like… Edward," I looked up. "How do I tell her? When do I tell her?"

She thought.

Hopefully she thinks of something that will get me going. Maybe she will think of a way of telling Bella with out her throwing a fit and or a rage of tears.

"You tell her the truth. Don't tell her a lie. Tell her cautiously and slowly. Do you want help? Or do it by yourself?" I studied the table again. The water sloshed in the cup; my hands were shaking.

I imagined me and someone's hand intertwined together. The scenery kept on changing, forming, shifting into new colors and shapes. Morphing into different places with different places with different people… However, the person with me never changed a bit. She always stayed beautiful, young, vibrant… amazing. This person with me knew she loved me. I knew it to; I loved her to. She never wanted to say this to my face. The reason being: she loved someone else. With thought, the scenery changed and turned red. Fire ignited, that made the sky on fire; a crimson red, burning sunset. It wasn't passionate; it was glowing, bright, ferociously. It felt as if I was on fire & burning.

I heard Bella twitch and roll over.

"I don't know…" I said.

Jared came in then and I immediately stood up. He stood there hesitating. I immediately went to Bella's sleeping body.

"There not back," he said.

I lifted Bella, trying not to jostle her.

"Jared open the door," he walked to the door. I turned to Emily, "Thank you," she smiled.

Jared opened Bella's door and I put her in. I drove her home. Charlie wasn't there.

With her in my arms, I took the key out from under the eave, and walked upstairs. I lay her, still sleeping in my arms, in her bed. She sighed and rolled over. I shut the window just in case she got cold and went back downstairs. I took a pen and a piece of paper and wrote her a note.

I wrote:

Bella-

You fell asleep at Emily's. I came here and put you upstairs. Call me when you're up. I know you have some questions for me, I will answer them, the best I can. Get some sleep. Charlie will want to know everything. Relax… I will explain everything.

Jake

I silently walked upstairs, laid the note on her pillow and ran home… for now.