A/n: Okay I have bunch of hwk right now but I owe you guys so here. I'm sneaking this chapter in it's short I know but for a sneak in, with me, its kinda longish. Point out mistakes I'll fix them eventually review plz!

9pm

Jacob returned from his duties late. He was tired and had school the next day. To make matters worse, his roomed smelled strange and it annoyed his nose more than any smell ever had. He walked over to the package, where the sent was strongest, slowly he picked the small thing up. Despite having the feeling that he shouldn't, he pulled the string off and peeled the cover off. The sent grew and he had to hold his breath to stop himself from getting teary eyed at the smell. His nose burned and he wasn't sure why. He opened the box to find a small vile inside of it, a note written across the surface in red.

"Dad, call Sam," he yelled but it came out as more of a mumble. He struggled to move his mouth and tongue enough to get a word out. He wanted to move, to run from what ever it was that had him stuck but he couldn't.

9:20 pm

Edward sat down on the living room couch, tired. He never imagined he would ever be tired but he was emotionally tired and he wished he could sleep but he couldn't. Instead he had to wait for Bella to fall asleep on his lap before sliding away and running out to get fresh air.

Something felt utterly wrong, more so than it had in two weeks. He figured it was because he saw Jacob again. He was fine not seeing the shape shifter but being able to smell him again was more than he could have handled. It was difficult enough not to take him there but now, now it was killing him not to run over there to see the teen.

And the feeling stuck no matter what he did. He had tried playing music, cooking for Bella, doing things with/ for Bella. He tried asking for his father's opinion but that didn't work out the way he had hoped.

"You're thinking about Jacob aren't you," Rosalie asked from behind him. Edward hadn't heard her approach but he didn't care much. Her thoughts explained enough to him that he wouldn't bother about it unless it happened again.

"I shouldn't have gone today," Edward whispered, he knew his family could hear him, that's what made it all worse.

"Alice told me what happened," she moved next to Edward and stared out at the woods, "I can go make sure he's ok if you'd like."

"No. I'm sure he's fine. It's just me." He looked down at the soggy leaves sticking to his shoes. He wanted to go and check on Jacob. The feeling he had wouldn't shake and it had never been this strong, not even for Bella. Somewhere in the back of his mind he could hear Jacob calling for him, only it wasn't Jacob it was Edward's imagination.

"Ed, you have never felt this way before, I know because Jasper is being held down by Alice and Esme so he won't go check on Jacob for you," Rosalie smiled lightly. But it did nothing to raise Edward's spirits he felt like he was being torn slowly away from his body, limbs not working.

"Get the number from Carlisle, I'll talk to him over the phone." Edward said decidedly.

"Edward." Carlisle stepped out towards them. Edward had heard him, and smelled him. But it was more of a subconscious thing.

"If Edward has a bad feeling about the wolf and tomorrow we find out he was right to," Rosalie stepped closer to her adoptive father, "It'll your fault not his. And I'll make sure to tell the pack just that."

Edward turned to his sister, never had she ever threatened Carlisle before. None of them had. He was the only reason they were alive and not obeying him was like disobeying god.

"Rosalie, it's fine." Edward attempted, but Rosalie was mad for him.

"No, it's not. If Jacob is hurt," Rosalie glanced at the pained face Edward was making then turned to Carlisle, "That is not okay. I was the one that hated the wolf the most at first. Even Alice is on our side now!"

"Bella," Carlisle tried.

"Bella? Really? Are you serious! Ed tell him before I tear that bitch's bastard out from under her!"

Carlisle looked at Edward expectantly but Edward remained silent, the feeling was growing and the voice inside his head that sounded like Jacob screaming for help, was fading.

"Give me the number please." Edward said simply. Carlisle shook his head and walked away, calling Rosalie's bluff.

Run Ed, I don't have a good feeling.

"Edward?" a soft voice came from the living room. Edward looked back, he shook his head and ran to the pregnant woman. He couldn't leave now that she was awake.

9:50 pm

Jacob looked at the bottle. His eyes burned and his nose felt like it was on fire. He looked closer at the thing he held in his hand, realizing for the first time there was a hole on the side of the cork holding it closed. His body ached and soon his legs would no longer listen to him. He fell to the floor unable to use his arms to help himself and threw up violently against the floor. His throat began to burn, eyes transfixed on the vile.

There was a note on it but his eyes ached and he couldn't see very well. The world seemed to blur slightly and he screamed in his head for help. He knew very well no one could hear him, and the one person who could was too far away to hear. He wished he had imprinted but he hadn't. Tears ran down his eyes, his insides burned and no one could hear him crying for help. His father was too far away to aid him and none of the wolves were around to help him. He tried to read it again, this time succeeding with some regret.

I felt my hair rise like bristles on the back of my neck, and my heart seemed to stand still.

He was going to die alone. A tingling feeling spread from his face slowly down, his abdomen hurt more than he could imagine. He felt nauseous but was too weak to vomit again. His heart was slowing down and he couldn't do anything. He closed his eyes, pain demanding he fall prey to the darkness pulling him down. He concentrated all of his strength into his arm. Taking a shallow breath he threw the vile as strong as he could. He heard a crack before he lost all resolve to stay awake and blacked out.

10:30 pm

Edward sighed watching the movie with Bella. He didn't understand why she insisted they watch another when she hadn't even stayed awake during the first one. Alice, strangely enough, was looking at him sympathetically and Rosalie was too angry to stay in the room with Bella but she spent a great deal of time in her own room thinking of what she would do to the human. Emmet wished that he was inhuman somehow the entire time without them knowing, so they could dispose of her and not break the weak treaty they currently had with the wolves.

"Edward," Carlisle stepped into the room slowly. Edward hadn't realized he had gone to work until he looked at the older vampire and saw him dressed for work still.

"What?" Edward whispered, he didn't want to wake Bella and have to wait another hour for her to sleep again.

It's Jacob.

Edward's eyes widened and he stood up, almost pushing Bella off the couch. He ran to the door before Bella could gather her wits and ask where he was going. Edward didn't care what she thought, his feeling was right and he'd stopped hearing the voice more than half an hour ago.

A/n: know that Jacob is not a werewolf he is a shapeshifter that turned into a wolf first so he can only turn into a wolf now. That being said, I couldn't find a way to kill a shapeshifter (not that Jacob is going to die) so I'm making up my own based upon my imagination.