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Big news everyone. And some of you might be a little pissed to find this out. I'm continuing this story. But not on anymore. It's going to be on my own website. So this is the final chapter for here, but it is far from over. For more on the story check back on my website which will be displayed at the end.

Please don't hate me! I just don't think this story really belongs here because its not really fanfiction. Granted Twilight rocks harder than anything I could write. I give it that. So I might as well leave the space for people who actually want to read fanfiction.

I ran into my house and shut the door behind me. Finally alone I leaned against it back first. My eyes closed and exhaustion finally set in. I had been up for an entire day after all. And then I went into town and made the day more than it had to be. I swallowed hard and then looked across the living room. The couch had never looked more tempting. I walked over to it and collapsed. Sleep came easily to the weary.

"Claire!"

My eyes snapped open. I protested to waking with a groan. I looked around. Suddenly two bright green orbs clouded my vision.

"Ah!" I jolted back to reality sitting up and knocking heads with Jacob who had been looking down at me.

"Ow!" we shouted together. I pushed myself away from him and slid from the couch to my feet. Jacob rubbed his head and then stood up.

"Claire, I am so sorry," Jacob started. Recent events flooded back to my memory. I narrowed my eyes angrily. His expression softened. He tried to reach for my hand, but I pulled it away in time. I walked around the furniture into the kitchen. I gave the time a quick glance seeing that it was still early in the night. "Claire..." The front door burst open. I groaned, too frustrated to have to deal with Max.

"Howdy neighbors!" Max said.

I turned and faced Jacob who was blocking the doorway into the kitchen. I quickly scanned the room and saw there was no way out. So I leaned against the counter.

"What'd I miss?" Max asked peeking over Jacob's shoulder. Jacob and I were locked in a showdown as we stared at one another.

"Claire, I'm sorry for what I did," Jacob said choosing his wording carefully. Max still thought that Jacob used me for food. I glared in his direction. To be honest, being bitten isn't really that bad. If anything its kind of exhilerating. Maybe it was the little junior high girl inside me who would chop off her left hand to ever be that close to Jacob O'Conner.

What I was mad about was the fact that Jacob never told me about his involvement in the war. He never told me he was a warrior. A spy. But of course he didn't know that I knew that.

"I'm really sorry," Jacob said almost pleading. Max looked from me to him.

"Come on! Someone tell me what happened!" he whined nearly jumping up and down.

"Yeah Jacob," I said coyly. "Tell him what happened." Jacob narrowed his eyes at me. He desperately didn't want Max to know that he was keeping me around for some unknown reason. He wanted him to think I was food. I smiled knowing this and that Max was willing to help me corner him in a bind.

"I bit her," Jacob said through clenched teeth.

"So?"

"It was the first time I bit her," Jacob admitted. I blinked in surprise.

"The first time? I thought you'd been biting her for a while," he said. Then he realized he'd been getting lied to for the past month and a half. "Oh. Oh...You lost it and attacked her." Then Max surprised me. He rose his head and slapped Jacob upside the head. I snorted trying to hold back a laugh as Jacob's annoyance had switched from me to Max.

"You're an idiot," Max said bluntly. I smiled. "Humans are food, not friends!" Jacob rolled his eyes and sighed. Max looked at him.

"Can I talk to you in the basement?" he asked Jacob. Max led the way to the basement. Jacob followed him reluctantly. I waited until I heard the door closed. Then I crept out to the living room and pressed my ear up to the door. The light thumping told me Max and Jacob were almost to the bottom of the stairs.

"You hadn't even bitten her?" Max finally said.

"I couldn't. She didn't want me to," Jacob said softly.

"She's a human! Cows don't necessarily want to be made into hamburgers, but they're ground up into beef anyway," Max pointed out.

"Thank you for enlightening me, oh wise one," Jacob mocked.

"Jake, you gotta tell me the truth. Why are you keeping her around? You didn't have any intent on biting her, so why are you risking your neck, your reputation. for her?" Max asked. I listened closely. There was silence. My heart was racing. I desperately wanted to know. Suddenly the door opened and nearly lost my balance when I caught myself in the doorway. Jacob looked down at me.

He cocked an eyebrow at me. I stood up straight and brushed invisible dust off my clothes.

"Alright," Jacob said with a defeated sigh. He half turned back at Max as well. "Both of you, in the living room. We'll get this settled once and for all." Max and I silently went to the living room. Jacob sat in his designated spot in my mom's rocking chair. I sat on the floor since Max had plopped down on the couch and stretched his entire body across it. He rested his hands behind his head with a smile.

"Alright, Max, you go first," Jacob said.

"Why are you keeping her around?" Max said nodding at me.

"For food," he answered.

"Bull shit," I responded immediately.

"Repayment, for not telling anyone for killing that drug dealer," Jacob tried again. I looked at Max. The vampire shrugged.

"Okay, good enough answer," Max said.

"Claire?" Jacob said nodding at me. My turn. What should I ask him? I had to many questions to ask. I couldn't decide where to start. What did you do in the war? How were you involved in the war and simultaneously hiding me in the basement? Who's Lavender? How did he know her? Was she going to tell on us and get us all arrested? Where were my parents and brother? Could we rescue them?

"How do you kill a vampire?" I said. He blinked in surprise. I didn't care. I guess I was still mad at him for what he did.

"Vampires can be killed. But they can't die. Basically, we can only be killed if our bodies are destroyed," Jacob said. I almost couldn't believe he'd answered me. His vibrant green eyes stared intensely into mine. I knew what he was doing. He was trying to rebuild the trust he had destroyed. I blinked and looked down at the carpet almost ashamed of myself.

"My turn," Jacob said. "Claire, would you mind if I bit you again?" Those dazzling green eyes were almost hynotizing. I could tell where the myths came from that a vampire could command a person to do whatever they wanted.

"No," I said. He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Can I bite you?" Max asked.

"No," Jacob and I said together.

"Damn," Max said.

"Are we done playing twenty questions?" Jacob asked.

"No," I said.

"Yes, this isn't as interesting as I thought it was going to be. Let's go into town and get some blood," Max said. Once again I was ignored. Jacob offered his hand to help pull me off the ground from my cross legged position. He smirked a little bit. I shouldn't trust him. He was the enemy. I knew that. There were still so many things he had to answer for me. But it didn't feel like now was the time. Maybe vampires did have some sort of mind control I didn't know about.

Or maybe I was naively putting my faith in a vampire.

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