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"Thank you," I whispered. "Odd as this might sound, I suppose I'm glad you're here, Jacob." Yeah, sure

"You mean, 'as much as I'd love to kill you right now, I'm glad she's warm,' right?" I bit my cheek to keep from laughing.

"It's an uncomfortable truce, isn't it?" Uncomfortable for you, I'm pretty good'

"I knew you were just as crazy jealous as I am."

Yes, yes I was. I wouldn't go around admitting it like he does.

"I'm not such a fool as to wear it on my sleeve like you do. It doesn't help your case, you know."

Hmm..

"You have more patience then I do."

"I should. I've waited a hundred years to gain it. A hundred years of waiting for her." A really long a depressing hundred years.

"So...at what point did you decide to play the very good guy?" Because Bella is all for those guys

"When I saw how much it was hurting to make her choose. It's not usually this difficult to control. I can smother...the less civilized feelings I may have for you fairly easily most of the time. Sometimes I think she sees through me, but I can't be sure." The gears in my head starting working faster at this time. I wanted to figure out Jacob.

"I think you were just worried that if you really forced her to choose, she might not choose you." That was part of what I was afraid of, I invisioned Bella hopping on her motorcycle and going to La Push.

"That's part of it." I finally admitted. Instantly regretting it on behalf of Jacob's thoughts. "But only a small part. We all have our moments of doubt. Mostly I worried that she'd hurt herself trying to sneak away to see you. After I'd accepted more or less safe with you-as safe as Bella ever is- it seemed best to stop driving her to extremes."

It's still a part.

He sighed, " I'd tell her all of this, but she'd never believe me." On the contrary, she is listening. So you practically confessed your "love" for her.

"I know," I said, smirking. He'd leave Bella the second his imprint crossed his eyesight. Then I'd step up

"You think you know everything," Jacob muttered.

"I don't know the future."

"What would you do if she changed her mind?" He asked.

"I don't know that either," I lied. I'd watch her go. Feeling miserable, but waiting in the shadows.

He chuckled, "Would you try to kill me?" Visions of me killing him flooded his mind.

"No." But I'd really, really want to.

"Why not?"

"Would you really think I would hurt her that way?" Jacob didn't see it that way. He didn't understand, but it finally clicked.

"Yea, you're right. I know that's right. But sometimes..." Its an...an …..

"Sometimes its an intriguing idea." I murmured.

Jacob pushed his head into the pillow to contain his laughter. "Exactly." Finally agreeing.

"What is it like? Losing her?

"When you though you lost her forever? How did you...cope?" He brought up a sensitive subject. I was reluctant to yell for him to shut up and stop asking questions.

"That's very difficult for me to talk about," I finally admitted.

He just waited. Didn't he understand? It felt like my heart was finally beating, then someone tells me she's- gone. Then it slowly is ripped from my chest.