AN: This one might be kinda sad. I know I was tearing up just writing it, but maybe its only me lol

Dear Diary,

"Little Che-" Nauhel said when we entered the house, but I ignored him. I needed to find my Jacob; now.

I smiled briefly when I passed Charlie and Sue with Leah, Seth, and a girl that I didn't recognize by name from the Rez, but otherwise didn't stop to chat with anyone when I got to the living room.

My vampire relatives pretended to make themselves busy, but I knew they all heard what Edward had said. And by the look in a few of the Pack members' eyes, they knew too.

I finally found Jake outside, sitting on the back porch with his head in his hands and a neatly wrapped gift next to him. I sat down on his other side and leaned my head against his muscley arm.

He stiffened momentarily before pulling me onto his lap so his arms were wrapped completely around me in a position he hadn't held me in since I was a toddler. I could feel the tears hitting the back of my shirt, but I didn't mention it. Jacob needed this.

"I'm so sorry, Jake." I whispered ever so quietly.

"Wasn't your fault." He replied a moment later, sounding almost dead.

"Jake, show me what happened." I asked quietly. "I want to know."

"You sure?" He asked, sounding heartbroken and nervous for some reason.

I turned to face him, craning my neck to meet his sad brown eyes, and placed my hand on his cheek like I used to have to do before I mastered my gift. Jake smiled at the gesture though.

"You don't have to." I admitted, hovering my hand over his cheek to prove my statement.

"No, no. You were like family to him and I know he would want you to be around when it happened," I tried not to look away guiltily when he said that, "but this is the next best thing."

Over the years, I had learned to control my ability to where not only could I project my thoughts into someone's head by touching any part of their body, but I could also hear someone else's thoughts in my head if I concentrated enough and maintained physical contact with them. I really did have a combination of my parents gifts.

I placed my hand back on Jake's cheek, relishing in the familiar warmth that I missed so much, and started pulling his thoughts as my own.

Jake walked into a medium sized room and knelt by the blue wooden bed. I could see Jake's reflection in the mirror, as well as Billy on the bed, but he chose to look at Billy so my vision cut off the image of the calm-looking exterior that Jake was trying to pass off.

"Marry her." Billy spoke up after what seemed like weeks of silence.

"Wh-what?" Jake asked, startled by the break in the silence.

"That's my dying wish." He joked, but there was seriousness in his tone. "I want you to be happy, son. Don't wait around forever."

"I wo-" Jake started, but Billy's coughing fit cut him off.

"Listen to me. I know you haven't known her long, but I can see the way you look at her. There is more love in your eyes than I have ever seen in anyone else's except your mother's when she was still breathing." Billy said with a rare small smile.

"Don't leave me." Jake begged his father when Billy started clutching at his chest and coughing uncontrollably again. "Dad, I need you. Please, don't leave me."

"I'm sorry." Billy managed to wheeze out. "Take care of your sisters for me." Jake gripped tighter to Billy's hand, but his father looked more peaceful than I had ever seen him my whole life. "I'm going to see my Sarah." He mouthed, too exhausted to even whisper the words.

And like that, he was gone. His body went limp, his chest stopped pumping air, and his heart no longer let out a stable beat.

"Oh, Jacob!" I exclaimed, feeling hot tears rolling down my own cheeks as I gripped myself tighter to him. He always knew how to comfort me, but just this once, I was going to show him that I was just as good of a friend to him as he was to me.

"Shh, shh, Nessie, its okay." He said, trying to soothe me.

No, this wasn't what I was trying to do. I wanted to be the strong one for once. Jake needed to let this all out.

I looked up at him, forcing my own tears to stop, and whispered, "I'm so sorry. When did it happen?"

"Nessie, I missed you so much." He said, trying to change the subject; not that I would stop him though. "A month is way too long to go without seeing you everyday." He mumbled, burring his head in the crook of my neck like I did to him when I was littler and was throwing a fit. "Promise me you won't leave for that long again."

I felt something change between us in that moment, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. "I promise." I agreed, having no intention of ever leaving home again.

We sat like that for a while, him occasionally crying and me rubbing his back and telling him it was going to be okay and I was there for him. The reverse of roles was strange but I liked being 'Jacob' to Jake for a change. He was always so caring, always putting my needs above his own, but not this time.

"Nessie," He finally whispered after an hour of silence. I looked up and could see that the sun had set long ago and that most of my party guests were probably already sent home.

"Yeah, Jake?" I said just as quietly as he had, my breath tickling his lips from our close position.

There was a confession in his eyes, but when he finally spoke again, I knew that it wasn't what he wanted to say. "Um, I think you should get some rest." He said earnestly, wiping away a few drying tears from his face and scooting me off his lap.

"Jake..." I said, trying to delay this moment with him; but he was already standing up and leading me to the little cottage.

I smiled behind his back. He knew me so well. I didn't even have to mention to him that I didn't want to face my family again tonight if I slept in the main house like usual; Jacob just knew.

When he had me safely tucked in my King size bed, I patted the empty space beside me. He and I both knew that if he went home that he wouldn't get a lick of sleep. He frowned, glancing at the door nervously before he finally crawled on top of the covers next to me.

"This morning." Jake muttered bleakly, almost too quiet for me to hear. "Billy died this morning..."

That set Jake off in another round of tears and I struggled to keep him calm this time. Now that we weren't within earshot of my party, Jake seemed to really be letting it all out.

His words got me thinking, though. I had been so close to being here for it. So close to getting to say my last goodbyes to the man who was like my second grandfather to me. I knew there was something pulling me to go home for the last couple of days, but I just ignored it. Stupid, stupid Nessie.

"Ness, don't leave me." He started frantically pleading. "Mom left, Rebecca left, Bella left, Billy left. I don't think I could stand it if you left me." He had stopped sobbing, but was now frantically begging me. I didn't mention that his sister was still alive, she just moved, or that Momma was in the big house.

"Shh, Jake. Its gonna be okay." I whispered over and over again. "I'm right here." It pained me to see him hurting like this. "I'm not going anywhere."