Come morning, I wake with my arms still wrapped tightly around Jacobs's body. He was staring at the television screen, watching some early morning news, and hearing about disturbances being checked out in the town of Forks.

"Wild animals and hooligans on the roads have been the focus on police officers minds in Forks as of late. Last night, and on two other occasions, there were reports of loud noises and screeching cars coming from the surrounding forest area, and from the streets near the forest. The police are worried that someone may be hurt, and are afraid that a missing persons report filed by Rupert Giles about his foster child Buffy Summers could confirm their theories that a wild animal has injured, if not murdered, a teenaged girl.

If anyone has any information please call the police station at 555-971-555…"

Oh my god, Giles. What have you done?

Jake was looking down at me frowning.

"You didn't tell me he was your foster dad…" He said quietly.

"I have to call Giles." I said standing.

"Why didn't you tell me that?" Jake asked, feeling a little betrayed, I guess. He sure sounded betrayed.

"There are many things I haven't told you, Jake. That's just a minor one. Now I have to call Giles." I said, blurting out the truth.

"What?" He asked, standing. He stood much taller than me; I was forced to look up.

"I have to call Giles." I said, mentally cursing myself.

"What did you say before that? You've been lying to me."

"I haven't been lying to you Jake. I just haven't told you everything yet."

"Tell me." He said, frowning in duplicity.

"I… don't think I can, Jacob."

"I couldn't tell you about me being a werewolf, Buffy. The legend has rules against us telling outsiders… pale faces. I could be in deep trouble with my pack because of this, yet you are just going to stand there and say that you don't think you can tell me some things about yourself that aren't as dangerous to tell me as it was for me to tell you about being a wolf?!" He asked. Awfully long sentence. I thought, afraid to say it out loud. He was slightly trembling.

"I have to call Giles." I said softly, attempting to push past him. It was too difficult to move him.

"Tell me what it is, Buffy." He said rather sternly. I looked up at him, thinking about how I'd fought werewolves before, and how I would fight Jacob now. I didn't want to tell him about my second life.

"Don't make me hurt you, Jacob." Jake scoffed.

"Oh, you think you can hurt me? That's funny. Look Buffy, all I'm asking is that you tell me. Please!" He said with added emphasis to the 'please'.

"Yes. I know I can hurt you, Jake. Don't screw around with me." I said, looking over at the phone. "Just let me go call Giles." Jake scowled, and then moved aside in defeat.

I stepped past him not bathing in my glory, but frowning because of Giles. Why would he say I was missing? Maybe because I haven't seen him since the night after Jasper injured me the second time? He was over reacting whatever the answer... But really! Missing person? This was bad. I think Giles may have bee afraid that I was dead… I looked back to Jake, remembering more of the news report.

"Uh. Jake… should we worry about what she said about wild animals? I mean, couldn't you get hurt? Turn the news back on."

Jake turned the news back on in sudden realisation to note they were continuining the report.

"And Animal Safety USA have been called in to the small town of Forks to investigate. They have told Chief of Police Charlie Swan that if they see any real threats towards residents, they will exterminate the animal, as at the moment, they believe it to be either a large dog or a bear. Be cautious when you are out."

"I have to tell Sam. He'd be out…. Oh no.." Jake quickly ran outside and I followed.

"Jake what do you mean?!" I asked. He stopped and turned to look at me, undoing the buttons on his pants.

"The pack and I… We can read each others minds when we are in wolf form. Sam is in wolf form at the moment. I have to go tell him Buffy. Go back inside and call Giles. Go home, Buffy. It's too dangerous for you." He said. I scoffed, and turned inside.

Too dangerous my ass.