Hey everyone well I'm back with the final *gasp* chapter of this particular fic. Don't worry, there will be the sequel that I had promised. Just wanted to say thanks to all of you for being so patient and for leaving such lovely reviews. I've been a bit nervous and have written/rewritten this chapter many times and so I really hope you enjoy it.

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Jacob awakens slowly, the feel of cool sheets low on his hips and the long locks of Leah's hair splayed upon his chest making it harder to open his eyes and meet reality. He sighs, nuzzles the top of her head and finally opens his eyes. He tilts his head to the side, finds the clock at Leah's desk and notes that they've skipped the morning hours and have slept straight into the afternoon. Jacob smiles at the realization that Leah has only awakened once throughout all those hours. He hopes that this is a sign that good things will come. He sighs again and touches her cheek with his fingertips.

"Leah, darling, wake up."

Leah groans a little, shifts closer to the heat of his body and buries her face in his shoulder. Jacob presses kisses to her head.

"Wake up."

She groans again, wrapping her arm around his waist. "I don't wanna."

Chuckling, Jacob tells her, "Darling, it's past twelve."

"Ugh, fine," she replies, untangling herself from him and rubbing her eyes. Jacob rests on his side, propping his head up with his hand. With his free hand, he grasps Leah's.

"Hey," he whispers.

Leah turns her attention to Jacob, "Yeah?"

Jacob lifts her hand and kisses it, "Would it be too routine and movie like if I made you breakfast?" he asks jokingly.

"Yes it would,' she says grinning, 'but I love it when you make me scrambled eggs and pancakes."

Jacob kisses her hand again before pushing the sheets off of him and slipping on his boxers as Leah sits up on the bed, covering her chest with the sheets. He's a few steps to the bedroom door when he hears her stand and he stops, turns around to face her, a few inches of air standing in between them. Leah wraps the sheets around her like a white strapless gown and Jacob can't help but find her immensely beautiful. She shakes her head, allowing some of her mused locks fall along her shoulders. Glancing upwards, she raises an eyebrow at his current position and walks closer and closer until she's in front of him.

"Leah, I-'

She shakes her head at him, touches his lips with her fingertips. His arms go around her waist.

"No baby-

"But-

"I love you. That's good enough for now," she murmurs, giving his chin a peck. Jacob makes a sound in the back of his throat and leans his forehead against hers.

"You are so…infuriating, darling," he presses her against his chest as she smirks at him.

"You're so sweet, baby." He chuckles for a moment and then his amused expression grows into a determined one. As Leah begins playing with the hair at the nape of his neck, he slightly bends his knees, slides his arm under her knees and another underneath her shoulders and carries her, bridal style. Her eyes widen but he simply smiles at her.

When they make it to the kitchen, he sets her down on one of the seats of the round wooden table and quickly makes breakfast. She lifts her knees, rests her cheek on her fist and watches him as he cooks.

"Nice ass, Jake," she comments and he chuckles, glancing back at her right as she winks. He pauses from scrambling the eggs and pushes the material of his boxers down one butt cheek. Leah bites her lip, pressing her hand to her chest. Jacob then flexes said butt cheek and Leah releases a needy sound. Jacob winks at her and pushes the boxers back up as she groans.

"Tease!" she accuses and he blows her a kiss, making her laugh.

"This is a terrible seating arrangement," Leah says in between her laughter. She's sitting on Jacob's lap, his arms around her waist as they share a cinnamon bun. Jacob takes a bite off the big cinnamon bun and briefly tickles Leah's side.

"It is, but I'm not moving." Leah chuckles and rolls her eyes.

"Fine, I won't move either." Jacob hides his pleased smile behind her shoulder.

They take the last few bites off of the cinnamon bun, leaning into one another. Jacob gives her waist a squeeze and softly asks, "How ya' feeling?"

She threads a hand in his hair, kisses his cheek, "I'm fine mom."

Jacob opens his mouth to make a witty comeback but before he can, his cell phone rings from his jeans pocket. His forehead crinkles in confusion- after so many hours of Leah; he's started to forget there are other people in his life- as he digs the phone out of his jeans pocket and flips it open to find a text. He looks at the sender and closes the phone immediately. He sighs, shakes his head slightly and looks up at Leah. Leah, offering him an understanding smile, kisses his cheek and says, "Go-

"But-

"Don't worry about it. I'll have you all to myself later."

"I…okay," he gives in, giving her a peck on the lips.

Standing up, with Leah still in his arms, he begins, "You know…you seem very happy today."

Leah grins, "Try not to sound too disappointed."

"I'm just surprised."

"Whatever baby, I'll see you later." Jacob gives her a kiss, smiling as he leaves.

As he closes the front door of the Leah's house and makes it a few steps, his phone vibrates in his jeans pocket. Flipping it open he sees a new text. It reads 'forget the last text and stay at home'.

Jacob frowns at his phone and replies 'Did something happen?'

A reply is quickly sent back to him 'No, Aunt Rosie and daddy decided to take me to a museum instead'.

"Oh." Jacob says out loud and closes his phone, about to turn back to Leah's house when he changes his mind and heads towards a supermarket about a half hour away.

Jacob faintly hears the ding of the door as he enters the supermarket and goes straight to the aisles filled with sweets. Sweet delicacies pile up on one another and he eagerly gathers two large packages of chocolate chip cookies before finding a small cart, dumping the two packs and then returning to the aisle to get a few more. Eying the marshmallows and graham crackers, he grabs them as well and dumps them in the cart, moving on to the aisle with bread and cheeses. Here he gathers his favorites and Leah's favorites. Finally he moves on to the meat aisle, surprised to find Alice and Jasper there, Alice rubbing Jasper's neck soothingly as he winces. Confused, Jacob stands still as Alice sniffs the air, catches his scent and turns around. She smiles easily, as she always does and skips to him.

"Hello Jacob."

"Hey Alice, what are you doing here?"

"Oh just getting some food for Nessie."

"Right."

An awkward silence begins and Jacob takes notice of Jasper walking to them, body visibly tense. Jacob is surprised at how troubled the vampire appears, considering how close Alice is. Even when he finally reaches them and grasps Alice's hand, his trouble expression does not change.

"Jasper, are you alright? You don't look so good."

Jasper winces and Alice kisses his cheek.

"Is Leah with you?" Alice asks.

"No, she's home. Did you need to speak to her?" Jacob's eyebrows furrow. Before Alice can reply, her husband interrupts.

"How is Leah doing?"

"She's fine man. She's even smiling," he informs the vampires, the corners of his lip curling upward.

"She's…fine." Jasper states slowly.

"Last time I checked, yes. Is there something you two aren't telling me?"

"No." they reply in unison. Jacob narrows his eyes at them.

"Sure, sure. That quick reply wasn't suspicious at all."

Jacob crosses his arms over his chest and deepens his glare yet the couple remains silent. He sighs in exasperation. Concern begins growing in his chest.

"Look I've known Leah for a long time. I've seen her go from young and kind to happy to shattered, angry and hurt. –

"Jacob-

"She's been through much more than what she's let people see. I just- I just want her to be alright. So if there's anything that you've seen or know please tell me. Please."

Jasper eyes him, opens his mouth then closes it. Alice's lips curve.

"You really care for her."

"Yeah."

"Alice hasn't had any visions but she's been projecting. She is very concerned over some sort of issue."

"Concerned?" Jacob asks, his thoughts venturing to Leah's nightmares. Jasper nods in confirmation.

"Yes, concerned."

Uneasily Jacob pays for the products in the cart, carries the bags in his hands and starts jogs back to Leah's home. It begins to drizzle when he is halfway there and the irrational side of him thinks that is a sign. Jacob can not help but wonder why Leah is so concerned that even Jasper can feel it. The thought that his darling is carrying some sort of unknown burden, something perhaps involving or beyond her nightmares, makes it harder for him to breathe. His jog becomes a run and soon he is holding all the grocery bags in one hand and opening the door with the other.

"Leah!" he calls out as he enters the house and deposits the bags on the kitchen counters. She walks out of her bedroom, wearing one of his t-shirts and holding a pint of caramel ice cream.

"What's wrong?" Leah asks him, head tilted to the side. She sets down the pint of ice cream on the living room table. Jacob turns around, prepared to speak when he pauses in front of her, blinking slowly. The expression on his face confuses her and she extends her arm to touch his wrist with her fingertips.

"Jake what-

"You're wearing my shirt." Jacob says, forgetting everything else and simply staring at her.

"Oh…um…yeah I am," Leah says, looking down at herself.

She looks back up at him and the intensity of his stare makes her blush. In an attempt to hide her blushing from him, she looks back down. She hears Jacob growl and bites her lip. His hand cups her cheek before threading in her hair. He fists her hair, the pressure forcing her to tilt her head up and he kisses her neck, smiling when she sighs. He unthreads his hand from her hair and lets it slide down her side, fingers pausing in their path to lightly tickle her hip. Leah stifles a laugh and arches into him, her neck still exposed to his lips. He gives her neck a few gentle nips, his hands sliding down and then under his shirt. He brushes his thumb across the back of her thighs and begins raising the shirt. She sets her hands on his shoulders, buries her face in the crook of his neck when his hands start pulling down her underwear from underneath the shirt.

Leah's underwear drops to the floor and her lips touch Jacob's neck when he remembers the encounter of only twenty minutes ago and pulls away from her with a curse. Eyebrows furrowed, she looks at him.

"Jake?" He inhales, exhales, and rests his hands on her hips.

"I saw Jasper and Alice at the store."

"Ok..ay?"

"Leah…is there something going on? Have the nightmares worsened? Are-"

She stops him before his questioning becomes a worried rant. "What? No, Jake I'm fine." She assures him but his hands tighten around her hips and the worried glint in his eyes remains.

"Baby-

"Jasper said you've been projecting. He said you're concerned about something. Darling what's wrong? What aren't you telling me?" Leah's eyes water at the desperate tone in his voice. Seeing that his questioning has upset her, Jacob presses his forehead to hers, brushes his thumb back and forth across her hip.

"Please?" he begs voice raspy.

"I- 'she cups his cheek and he leans into it'- just don't want this to end."

Jacob gasps, arms sliding to wrap around her waist. Leah bites her lip and avoids his eyes. They both know that there is more to it than that but the pain of her confession hits too hard for them to do anything but kiss one another.

"It won't end, it won't." Jacob whispers in between kisses. His hands slide down to the backs of her thighs and he picks her up. Her legs wrap around his waist, hands reaching and tugging at his shirt. He leans against the counter and pulls it off, leaning down to kiss her. Her lips mold against his, tongue searching and tasting as his hands knead her thighs, caressing the warm skin. Leah breaks the kiss, presses a kiss to his chest.

"Bed," she murmurs. Jacob nods, lifting her once more and rushes to her room. He kicks the door closed, carefully lies her down on the recently made bed.

The sheets develop wrinkles as she moves herself to a more comfortable position; her head atop a pillow, hair splayed out wildly, one leg bent and moving slightly from side to side as she waits for him to join her. He kneels at the end of the bed, bends her other knee and parts her legs, his lips trailing from her ankle to the top of her thighs were the ends of his shirt lie. He pushes the shirt upwards so that everything below her waist is exposed. Leaving a trail of bites and licks, Jacob pushes the neckline of the shirt downwards and under the curve of her breasts, flicking her nipples with his thumb. She arches into him when with his other hand, he begins steadily fingering her. Mewling into his mouth, she kisses him and reaches down to unbutton his jeans. He helps her unzip them, allows her to push them down with her feet and kicks them to the corner of the room. His boxers quickly follow the same route. His fingers curl inside her and she gasps, reaches down to grasp and tug at him.

"Inside me baby, inside." She pleads softly. He nods against her shoulder and pulls his fingers out, holds on to her hips as he thrusts inside. Jacob hides his face in the crook of her neck as her fingertips trace the veins in his neck and muscles of his forearm. Their hips move slow and steady, chests rising and falling against one another. He holds her by the waist, shifts so that he sits up straight, his back pressed to the wall and she's on top, hips continuing in their slow motions. Here and there he thrusts up sharply, quickly but then goes along with her pace, the comforting movements they suddenly seem to need. Their lips meet in long kisses, mouths giving and taking taste from tongues. It isn't long before they're holding one another tighter, their bodies quivering as they come with whispers and sighs.

'You're drawing it out.' Growls accompany the words as the wolf pushes her down, stops her from running as fast as she can. She growls back at him, pushes him with her paws so hard that he lands a few feet away. She knows that doesn't mean much, it isn't a grand victory, he'll still find her.

As expected he quickly recovers and pounces on her, digging his teeth into her side. She howls in pain, sagging into the dirt. The wolf takes this moment to his advantage, sends her images of things she's been telling herself won't happen. Despite her sudden charging through trees and her whimpers in between pants, the images are strong. She can't stop herself from seeing Jacob's eyes fading as a wolf, unrecognizable yet familiar, claws at his chest. Nor can she ignore the sight of herself gazing at her reflection, eyes golden and wild, face smeared with dirt and blood.

'You're drawing it out.' The wolf says once more and for a moment she stops running, nods towards the sound of his voice. She wants to say that she knows he's right and that she's already made her choice but all that leaves her is a sort of desperate howl, which only gets louder when she continues running and he begins chasing her.

She –unlike the other nights- wakes gently, sitting up so calmly and slowly that Jacob doesn't stir beside her. Drawing lines in her palms, she gazes at him, watches the way he rests on his back, one hand on his stomach and his other arm extended towards her, ready to pull her in to his side. Even in slumber, he attempts to protect her. The sight makes Leah ache. Seeing him, so strong yet innocent and at peace makes her want to wrap herself in his arms and run away at the same time. Guilt builds up inside her at the thought of what she'll be doing soon, but she has to. She must. Biting back tears and scoffing at how helpless she feels, Leah leans down to rest her head on his shoulder. Her hand lightly skims his chest, lets the warmth of his skin sink in.

"Don't be hurt or sad…please." She pleads against him, words barely a whisper and he does not awaken. She presses a light kiss to his forearm.

"I love you." Eyeing him longingly before she stands, she can't help but note that ruining something she thought was never meant to be hurts more than she imagined it would.

When he wakes, there is a chill in his chest that he's never felt before and he immediately knows that something is wrong, something is missing. Leah.

A/N: DUN, DUN, DUN...well now this story is at it's close but there is a sequel on the way so don't fret. I was a bit unsure of how to end it and not make it seem like I was rushing it so I hope it didnt feel too rushes considering the flow of chapters before this one. But anyways, just thanks to everyone who reviewed are put this story as one of their favorites. This story was supposed to be a simple one-shot with a Jacob/Leah affair when I first thought of it, then when I decided to make it longer, it was just going to be like four chapter but then the response to it just inspired me and made me want to expand and now I'm even gonna write a sequel and thanks to all you awesome readers.