Jake POV

Sam read aloud from the page.

'Fallen Angel: In the New Testament, specifically in Revelation 12, the notion of a fallen angel and of fallen angels is spelt out: "And his [the dragon's or Satan's] tail drew the third part of the stars of heaven [angels] and did cast them to earth...and Satan, which deceiveth the whole world; he was cast out into the earth and his angels were cast out with him."'

Huh. Never really believed in this stuff. It confuses the hell out of me. All I know is that angels are supposed to be people who have died. But Bella wasn't dead...

I looked up and caught her gaze. She looked uncomfortable.

"Just say it Jake."

"You can't be a fallen angel. You would have to have died and..."

"First off, I'm part fallen angel. Second, I did die but I made a deal and now I'm technically alive."

"A deal? Who with?"

"Think about it Jake. Think really hard."

I couldn't say the words. I was still getting over the fact that Bella actually died. My stomach was in knots, my heart beating so fast, I was worried it would smash right through my chest.

I had to get out of there.

The grass was cool on my paws and I took off for a run. Trees blurred either side of me, into one green mesh.

Jake get back here!

Talk to us man.

The voices shouted in my head. I couldn't switch them off. Then I heard it. Hers.

"Jake. I know you figured it out. Come back here."

No, I need space, god dammit.

"Humour, nice. Jake, please just get back here and we'll talk."

I tried to ignore her.

"Look, none of this is your concern. Jake? If you're not back in five minutes, I'll ask Sam to Alpha order you."

You wouldn't dare!

"Oh wouldn't I. Embry, what would you be willing to bet?"

"Erm, five bucks?"

"Oh Sam..."

No, don't. I'll come back.

Embry moaned. "Dammit Jake, now I'm down five bucks."

They were all sitting at the table, waiting for me. Bella held onto the book.

"Jake..."

I looked at her. "You mentioned a deal?"

"Yes. I made a deal."

"What kind of deal?"

"Jake..."

I snarled. "No, Sam, I want to know. I want to know what kind of a person makes a deal with the Devil. Come on Bella, we're all waiting."

"Jake, you already figured it out that I died right? Well as I had made the decision to die rather than be a threat to humans, the Powers that be decided that my sacrifice warranted a reward, so I ascended into heaven." She paused and her face took on a different look. It was stripped bare of all her usual vitality. "I wasn't ready to be dead. So I jumped. Perhaps I thought that I could leap from heaven to Earth and take back my life. But I kept falling. The Powers that be were furious that I had rejected their generous offer. Like so many others before me. But I will never let anyone control me. So I told the Devil that if he gave me the chance to escape and I lost, he could have my soul. The devil is greedy and so any time a soul is on the menu, he will feast on it. He offered me my life back and I took it."

There was silence as Bella stood and walked out. She lifted her hand and waved it. We watched her leave.

I found her on the beach. She was lying on the rocks, her trademark shades shielding her eyes from the sun. I made my way over to her.

"Bella, I'm..."

"No don't say you're sorry Jake. It's not every day you hear about someone dying."

She smiled at me, but it was of a limp nature. I knew then that I would do whatever I could to make her happy. I moved closer to her, wrapping my arms around her. She rested against my chest.

That was how Embry found us.

"Sam wants to talk to you."

I stood up first and pulled her up after me. I wrapped my arm around her as we made the short trip back to Sam's. The fresh smell of cooking hit us. My stomach growled and to my surprise, so did Bella's.

"Sounds like someone needs their dinner."

Emily appeared carrying a fresh pot of chilli. The boys raced to get their first.

"Oh no, it's ladies first you know that. Take what you want Bella, before the wolves descend."

She smiled. "Thanks Em."

We watched as she took the pot in her hands.

"This should do."

Emily smirked as she sat down still holding the pot and... wait a minute!

"Hey leave some for us!"

"Oh very well."

After serving herself a decent portion she gave up custody and we all dived in.

"This is really good Em."

"I'm glad you like it. I wasn't sure if you had a special diet or anything."

I raised my eyebrow and she continued. "You know, with you being a Hybrid."

"Trust me Em, I'll eat most things."

Now she seemed uncomfortable. "Do you ever. You know, crave...?"

Everyone stopped eating. The time had come for the difficult questions.

"Blood." She shook my head. "Never. I can't stand it. Besides, I've always been a very determined person. Blood, whether human or animal does not appeal to me. However, there are fringe benefits." She had our full attention now. "The speed for one and the stamina. If I wanted to, I could get to Mexico and back in half a day."

"Why don't you have the same temperature as the others?"

"I guess the coldness of the Vampire side equalises the warmth of the Werewolf side."

She nodded and smiled before taking our empty plates. Sam cleared his throat.

"Ask away Sam."

"Bella, how did you become like this? You mentioned that your ex – before Cullen – was a werewolf. Was there some ritual?"

"Yes. A werewolf can only phase at the full moon. That is when they're at their most dangerous. It is the only time they can make more of their kind."

"Did you want it?"

"I wanted to spend my life with him. He was the one." No-one spoke although I couldn't help the growl that escaped. "The ritual itself is fairly simple. When the moon is at its brightest, the werewolf has to bits you. It doesn't matter where, just as long as it's close to a vein. That way, a part of him is transferred onto the recipient. Once that's done, the transference has to be sealed."

"Sealed?"

"Work it out for yourself Paul. Like I said, sealed. The werewolf must then mark its mate for the ritual to be completed."

"So then what? Your turn all furry?"

"I forgot to mention that Full moons usually span over three nights. It needs to be done on the first and second night, then by the third, the transformation takes place. Before you ask, it's very painful and not many survive. Seeing as I'd already died once, I had an edge over the rest."

I can't stand how casual Bella talks about dying. And how she chose to become a werewolf? If I had my way I would never have chosen this life. I'm starting to think Bella's insane. Literally.

As for the ritual? It's crazy. Why would she willingly go through that? It made no sense. She must have been madly in love to let someone do that to her. I mean, we had marking but that was tame compared to what Bella put herself through.

A/N: I haven't researched any of this properly. I'm going by creative licence and Buffy. I hope you're still with me?