A/N: Ok, well I came to school REALLY early so I could make this chapter kick butt. Hope you love it.

Oh- songs that helped me write this chapter:

Stars are Blind; Paris Hilton

Take Me Away & Delilah; Plain White T's

The Plain White T's in general…

You Owe Me an IOU; Hot Hot Heat

Amber Pacific

Panic! At the Disco

These just helped that's all.

Chapter Five

UncoveringI

I was out of the house in seconds, not tripping and not even breaking a sweat. Branches and leaves slapped against me as I whipped through the woods, looking for something, but I didn't know what.

My senses took me northwest…and on to a pack of deer. I stopped just outside their line of vision, and it took me all the will power that I could muster. I thought: I know what I am. I know what I want: these deer, to suck them dry. But what made me like this? It was not some one I know, they would have been there, holding my hand. It was not the Cullens, they were gone and- "Oh Edward," I cried, clutching my sides. Even as a vampire, I did not yet feel unbreakable.

I crouched low then, shook off the remorse, and instincts took over. I lunged for the deer closest to me, a young male deer just barely an adult. Fate?

He tried hard to escape, but I held him tight in my iron grip, refusing to let him go while the other deer ran away wildly. I drank. It was a bittersweet feeling, a part of me wanted to spit it out, but another part of me told me to drink, to take my fill and be happy.

I obeyed the latter.

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I stood outside the house of which I had run from. It was Billy Black's.

I didn't want to go in because I could tell that Jacob was inside, and knowing his father, he would probably hate my very existence if he believed what I was. And why shouldn't he believe? He had seen the transformation, seen the fire in my veins, and seen my heart grow cold. It was his room that I had awakened in. I walked to the door and knocked; a few second later Jacob opened it.

"Bella..." he whispered. I bit my lip and attempted a smile. He didn't smile back, but opened the door wider for me to come in. He turned and walked to the kitchen and I followed, shutting the door behind me.

He walked over to the fridge. "Hungry?" he asked sarcastically.

"No," I said, just loud enough for him to hear. He slammed the door and whipped around to face me, his arms shaking furiously and his hands balled into fists at his side.

"Why?" he growled hoarsely. We both knew he wasn't asking why I wasn't hungry. I just stood there sadly.

"I should have been quicker, I should have stopped him sooner, I could have-" I laughed humorlessly.

"You could not have stopped him Jacob. He would have killed you with a flick of his wrist."

Jacob stopped shaking. He looked at me intently and spoke, "Bella…I'm just as strong as any vampire." I shook my head. Surely he didn't understand. "No, Bella." He persisted. "Remember when I told you about the cold ones? Their only enemy wa-was-…" he stopped.

"…werewolves…" I breathed. I said it, but I didn't believe it. I shook my head again.

"No, really Bella," he advanced on me, and I took a step back; I knew. It was true.

I could see the difference with my intensified vision, could smell the wolf inside of him with my sharp smell, but most of all, the vampire intuition in me told me that he was right.

"How..?" I began.

"It was in me the whole time," he explained quickly. "it just came out after you left that night. I was mad at myself…I don't even remember why…but it came out anyways. Sam helped me, and so did Embry, my friend. They're in my pack…" He grinned, and then stopped.

"What?" I asked.

"Well…we're supposed to hate each other with a passion, the vampires and the werewolves, but Bella, the strangest thing is…I don't feel that way about you- not even a little bit." He looked up at me; emotions crowded his face, pain, anger, confusion, love and loss.

I went over to him.

"Werewolves, Jacob? Is that what you've been up to? I thought you'd be more of a Hellboy. He smiled, lightening the mood. I took his hand, and we gasped in unison.

His hand was so hot, but in a nice way, like a fire smoldering softly. It felt pleasant.

"Bella, you're so cold!" he exclaimed. I laughed, and my own laugh surprised me, it sounded like a score of tiny silver bells.

"I know," I replied. "And you're so warm, it feels good."

"I know, your touch feels like cool water. You smell…good too." He seemed surprised. I raised my eyebrows, "Well usually vampires smell rotten to us, and likewise for them, but you smell almost wonderful." He explained.

I grinned, dazzling him for a flash. After a moment of silence I laughed quietly and leaned over.

"Jacob?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't forget to breathe." I said, brushing my lips with his. He smiled and then caught his mouth with mine. It was even sweeter the second time we kissed.

A/N: Whew! I have a problem- I don't like to type. I've had this chapter sitting in my binder for days, but I didn't want to type it. All your reviews helped get it out of there, lol. I have TWO MORE chapters already written, but I don't feel like typing them. Let's just say they involve some really cool MOTORCYCLES. So…I guess I'll have them done in a couple days, or more.

Peace out.

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