A/N: Thank you all so much for the birthday wishes, and for so many reviews!!! Whoa!!! I am still blown away by the response I get from this fic. I don't know what to say, besides thank you!!!! :-D Thanks as always to LittleLea05 for always getting this back to me lightening fast. :-) I hope you enjoy the meeting with Jake... I don't think it'll be quite what you expected. ;-)

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BPOV

I didn't fail to notice Emmett's eyes narrow at my mention of La Push, and I frowned in response. Today had already been ridiculously abnormal, three orgasms aside, and I really wanted to get it over with. Going to La Push now would just be the icing on the cake. Pfft. I didn't want to go now, but hell, everything else had been so bad, why not add to it? We'd have two weeks to get over it, then.

"Oh, that sounds fun," Renee said, her stupid post-coital smile still grossing me out and bugging the crap out of me. I also didn't appreciate her openly ogling my boyfriend. It wasn't that she was checking out my man- hell, I wouldn't be able to blame any red-blooded woman for doing so. It was that she had practically been his second mother our entire lives. I shuddered in disgust. And I couldn't believe I had witnessed- or at least had to hear- my parents fucking. That had to be the most revolting moment of my life. Had we actually inspired them to fuck? I was grateful to Emmett for distracting me so wonderfully. I couldn't stand the images floating around in my head of Renee and Charlie doing the horizontal mambo. Ick. I'd have gone insane had he not been willing to finger and tongue-fuck the hell out of me before replacing his fingers with his glorious cock.

I was grateful for his willingness to help me forget; I wasn't grateful for his current state of glowering.

We all ate in silence: I was upset about nearly every event this morning, Emmett was pissed at me for not mentioning La Push before, Charlie was embarrassed about catching us and being caught himself, and Renee was still glowing from things I didn't even want to imagine. I envied her ability to have no shame. I wished I could be the same. I acted tough towards Charlie when he caught me and Emmett, but I was mostly just fighting back vomiting the entire time. That whole thing had just been so wrong.

I threw my dishes into the sink without a word, and Emmett did the same before following me to my room.

"La Push?" He eyed me skeptically when the door was closed.

"If you wanted," I mumbled, gathering things in my purse, trying to ignore his upset gaze.

He gently grabbed my shoulders and made me face him. "I just wish you would have asked me."

"I'm sorry," I said honestly. "I just figured… get it out of the way and let this day slip into obscurity. Besides, you have nothing to be afraid of from Jake. He's not the jealous-ex type. We had a good, mutual break up, and you don't have to worry about thinking about us in bed, because we never got that far."

A strange look appeared on his face. "Who was your first?"

Oh, well fuck. This was not how I wanted this conversation to go. "Well, I told you that you and Edward were the only ones-"

"So you gave your virginity to that douche?" He seemed angry, but I don't think he was mad at me.

"Um…" I wasn't sure what to say. Either way, he'd know it was the truth. I just didn't want him to judge me for it. Hell, I often judged myself for it. I was young, easily seduced by the boy- no, man, from the big town, who was smart, older, more experienced, and quick to tell me how beautiful and 'sexy' I was. I gave in too easily, and even though it had seemed right at the time, I knew it was anything but right now.

"Right," he whispered, and he seemed sad now. "Edward." His hands increased their grip on mine, and his jaw tightened. As much as I loved Jealous Emmett earlier, and the fact that he was sexy as hell with all this jaw-porn and caveman tendencies, I wasn't crazy about how upset he looked… like he was seconds away from putting his fist through a wall. I knew he'd never hurt me, but he was plenty capable of damaging other things with ease. He was probably picturing the horrible event, and that's the last thing I wanted.

God, would everything bad happen today? This was feeling more and more like a Jerry Springer episode as time went on, and I really didn't want to take a dance on the Jerry Pole to get beads. Ugh. At any moment, Jake and/or Edward would stroll in the house, wearing a button-down shirt and tie, trying to look trailer trash-black tie, and then the fists would fly, shirts would get ripped off, and I'd flash my boobs to the audience.

"Baby, he might have been my first, but you're the only man I've ever made love to, ever truly loved and wanted a future with. If I could go back, I'd wait-"

"Don't say that," he said, and I was more than a little surprised and hurt, and it must have shown up on my face. "No, no, I didn't mean it like that," he corrected quickly, stroking my cheek. "I just meant… our pasts might have sucked, but it just made us perfect for each other now. I wouldn't want anything different."

I sighed, and pulled him to me for a hug. "I wouldn't want anything to change, either," I confessed. "I mean, yeah, I regret Edward… but I don't regret you, and I never will. I love you so much."

"I love you, too."

We were quiet for awhile, just holding each other. I could tell Emmett's leg was getting uncomfortable just standing in one place, so we moved to the bed, and he pulled me on top of him.

"So, am I going to have to kick Black's ass today?" Emmett asked into my hair, and I burst out laughing.

"I highly doubt it," I said. "Jake's a really good guy. I would still consider him one of my best friends, even though we haven't really been in touch the last year or so."

"What happened the last time you saw him? Just so I know how to prepare for the reunion."

"You mean, will he try to make out with me right in front of you?" I teased, playing with Emmett's curly locks. I really hoped our babies would have the same ringlets someday.

And yes, I was fully aware my mind just went there.

"Among other things," he muttered, but he was grinning at me.

"Definitely not," I said. "He'll hug me, though. Please don't beat him up for it."

He laughed. "He'll be no match for me anyhow."

I rolled my eyes. "Men," I muttered, and then leaned down to kiss him. "Please be good."

"I'll try," he half-promised.

I rested my head on his chest and closed my eyes. God, this whole day was just a roller coaster, and it wasn't even past noon yet. I think I needed a nap.

Apparently, I took one, because the next thing I knew, Emmett was gently shaking me awake, telling me it was three o'clock, and that we should probably get going if we were going to visit Jake. I could tell he wasn't crazy about meeting Jacob, but I hoped he'd at least be good.

The drive to La Push is pretty quick. The tiny reservation unfolds in front of you, revealing the open ocean and ancient trees along its shores. I loved the multi-colored rocky beach where I'd spent a lot of my weekends there during high school going to bonfires or making out with Jake. Emmett didn't need to know that last part.

The Black's house isn't hard to find even if you didn't know where it was like I did, and it was close to the beach. Jake's Rabbit was in the open garage surrounded by dozens of tools and spare parts organized into old milk crates, and some old crab pots and fishing gear strewn across the concrete floor. There was also another car parked out in front that I'd never seen before. Jake heard us pulling up, barreling out of his house and giving me a huge, genuine smile that lit up his entire face. I love Jake's smiles, and Jake's hugs. I had missed him more than I realized. We'd never stopped being friends even after our break-up.

Emmett stiffened beside me, and not in a good way. Jake wasn't wearing a shirt, and he wasn't exactly hideous. Jake looked like he'd been working out a lot lately. Emmett probably wasn't crazy about that fact. He'd been expecting the small boy we'd all known growing up. I ignored Emmett and hopped out of the car, running to Jake.

"Bells!" he exclaimed, hugging me to his huge, hot frame. I had no idea how Jake always seemed to be a giant heating furnace, but he never failed to make me toasty warm in his arms. "It's so good to see you!"

"I missed you, Jake," I mumbled into his chest. "How have you been?"

"Busy," he said cryptically, releasing me. "Who's the guy?" He gestured towards Emmett, who was still inside the car, acting like a creeper. He may has well have busted out a pair of binoculars and touched himself.

"That's my boyfriend, Emmett."

"Emmett? Emmett Cullen? The douche-wad who-?"

"Stop it, Jake," I said. "We obviously have a lot to discuss."

"Yeah, we do. But first, there's someone I'd like you to meet."

EmPOV

I remembered Jacob Black. He spent a lot of time at the Swan's house growing up, and though I didn't spend a huge amount of time there myself, I recognized the guy right away. What I didn't remember was that he was nearly as big as me. And all of my memories of him included him being fully clothed.

I kept my promise to Bella, and let him hug the crap out of her- while shirtless- but that didn't mean I was happy about it. The only thing that kept me from giving his jaw a new angle was the fact that his face looked platonically happy, and his hands didn't wander. He had a huge smile on his face, but I didn't note any look of lust on it. Believe me, I looked.

I noticed him look at me through the window, and I tried not to glare at him. Moments later, a beautiful woman with black hair and dark skin not unlike Jacob was walking out of the house, and wrapping her arms around him. I stepped out of the car, feeling ten times better already.

"Hi Emmett," Jacob said happily. The dark-haired girl wrapped around him smiled at me shyly, just as she'd greeted Bella moments before. "This is my fiancée, Leah."

"Fiancée?!" Bella exclaimed. "You didn't say-"

"Yep!" Jacob held out Leah's hand as proof. A tiny diamond shone there, and both had humongous grins on their faces. I felt relaxed all of a sudden, and stuck my hand out to greet Jacob properly. No reason for jealousy anymore.

"I'm so happy for you!" Bella squealed, a sound not often uttered from her lips, and she flew back into Jacob's bare arms, squeezing him tight before giving Leah a careful hug.

"When?"

"We got engaged, what a month ago, honey?"

"You don't remember already?" Leah said, rolling her eyes. "He's going to be horrible at remembering anniversaries." Both women laughed together knowingly, best friends already, although I was pretty sure they hadn't known each other until this moment. They led us inside the Black's house, and we settled onto the couches and arm chairs that made up the living room, the girls chattering away about engagements and wedding plans, while Jacob and I talked, awkwardly at first, and then more and more comfortably as time went on.

Jacob and I discovered that beyond our obvious connection in Bella, we had a lot in common. I could tell he was impressed at how close I'd gotten to the pros with hockey, and he told us about how he played baseball and football for the reservation's school team. He was a cool guy, really sarcastic and funny, and a lot more relaxed and less punk-ish than I remembered. Leah must have calmed him down.

"So I can't believe you and Bella are together now," Jake mused. "I thought you guys hated each other. You were kind of a douche back in the day."

I snorted and made a face at him. "Thanks a lot, Jacob. We did hate each other, trust me, especially right after my accident, but a lot changed, and I realized Bella's the best thing that ever could have happened to me."

"So you had that whole nurse/patient thing going on then?" he asked with a smirk. I would have punched him if I couldn't tell that he was head over heels in love with Leah. I followed his gaze, and realized he wasn't even looking at Bella. Planning a role-playing game with his fiancée, I supposed. I looked at Bella and concocted my own little fantasy, most of which was inspired from real life. I think another sponge bath was going to be called for.

Even after this weird-ass day, I still couldn't help but think about her, and want her.

"You could say that," I said, smirking back. "I just know I'm one lucky son of a bitch."

"Aww, yes you are, baby," Bella said, reaching over to grasp my hand and give it a squeeze. She winked at me, and I winked cheekily back. Jake and Leah groaned in fake disgust, and we all laughed for a moment.

I really hadn't expected to like Jake, and I hadn't even thought to anticipate a Leah, but these were people I could really see me and Bella spending time with over the next two weeks. Jake actually suggested a hike the next day, but of course my leg wasn't quite ready for that. Bella suggested dinner in Port Angeles instead, and we agreed to meet the next night.

It was close to midnight when we drove back to Forks.

"Wow, I can't believe Jake is engaged!" Bella said on the way back. John Lennon was beckoning for us to imagine a new way of life in the background. "I mean, he seems like the last guy on earth capable of settling down. We were so on and off in high school it wasn't even funny, and that wasn't even serious!"

"Is that why you didn't have a date for prom?" I asked.

She glared at the road for a minute, and I knew that glare was meant to be directed at me.

"Yes," she said sharply.

"Baby, I've apologized for that! I'm tired of fighting and being in awkward situations today."

"I'm sorry," she sighed. "Somehow, it's still a sensitive subject for me. Dumb, I know. I mean, it's a totally different situation for us now. If you ever stand me up for anything… like a wedding… I swear to God…."

"Baby, I would never abandon you at the altar," I promised. "I will be the one holding my breath and making sure you keep on walking towards me. I will be staring you down and making sure you don't run away from me. Even if you do, I'll chase you down, no matter where." I was suddenly fierce about assuring her there was no way I'd ever leave her again.

She smiled, relaxed now. "God today has been so weird. Way too weird for my taste. It's been good, and bad, and good again… I really don't want to see my folks right now, either."

"We can always go to my house."

"Really?!" She seemed incredibly welcome to the idea.

"Yeah, it's past midnight, your parents are already in bed anyway, and my parents will be asleep, too, so we can just sneak in and sleep in my bed. It's big, it's comfy, it's all isolated…"

"Sounds like a dream," she said, smiling, and we turned towards my house. "Oh, wait, I don't have my PJs with me."

"Who says you'll need any?" I joked, wiggling my eyebrows at her. I could tell she blushed, even in the dark of the night. "Bella, I love that you still blush for me, even after all we've been through together. It's so adorable."

"I don't want to be adorable. I want to be sexy," she pouted. "And I can't help that I blush. The blood's hardwired from my brain to my cheeks."

I laughed. "I love following that blush down, you know? Sometimes it covers your entire body. That is sexy."

I could hear her breath hitch, and I was sure that blush was spreading down just as far as I'd observed in the past. I know we'd already had sex twice today, but I had a feeling that once we got home, I'd be laying her flat down across my mattress and picking up right where we left off in the back of Renee's Grand Am. No interruptions, no thoughts of parental fucking, just me and Bella, the way we were meant to be together.

We pulled up in front of my house, and as I predicted, my parents cars were in front of the house, but all of the houselights were off. We went in through the back, and snuck up the staircase through the kitchen, ensuring that my folks wouldn't hear us at all. We slipped into my bedroom, and I locked the door firmly behind us.

"I've never been to your room before," she said. "Well, that's not true. But I think the last time I was here, we were five, after you knocked me out of the tree house. You were so mean to me."

"Sorry about that," I said, scooping her into my arms and kissing her neck. "I promise to be very, very nice to you now." I slipped her earlobe between my teeth and bit down gently, causing her to shiver in my arms.

"Oh, Emmett," she sighed. "I love you so much."

"I love you, too," I said. "You're the only woman in the world I could ever survive this crazy day with and still want to fuck until you forget your own name, and love till we're shriveled up and old." I ran my hands up to her breasts and cupped them in my hands, brushing over the nipples so gently I was sure she could barely feel it. I flicked the shell of her ear with my tongue.

She shuddered again, turning in my arms and wrapping her arms around my neck. "Yeah, I suppose most guys would have run approximately ten seconds after my dad knocked on the window."

I brushed down her sides with my hands, resting them on her hips. "How would you know?" I teased.

"That's a very good point," she said, throwing back her neck so I could have better access to her pale, slender neck. I wanted to taste and nibble her, feast on her entire body and on one spot in particular. "God, Emmett, you drive me crazy."

"In a good way?"

"In the best way," she sighed, and tilted her head to capture my lips in a kiss.

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