A/N: So sorry that this has taken forever. School has been keeping me incredibly busy. But now I'm on Spring Break so voila! Here is the next chapter of Brokeback Twilight! Enjoy!

If Jacob was being honest, he was pretty uncomfortable with the fact that the visiting vampires were so dangerously close to outnumbering the pack and the Cullens. He kept reminding himself that they were on the same side, but it was hard not to feel queasy every time he looked into another pair of blood-red eyes.

The newcomers were having a similar effect on the rest of the pack. Everyone seemed on edge, except for Seth of course, who seemed determined to like everybody. Leah, on the other hand, had taken one look around and promptly left for La Push. He found that odd, since even Paul was making an effort to get along with their new allies.

A few days after Bella had returned with vampire army in tow, Jacob was watching as she worked with Kate, Tanya, and Luna—crazy, that one—to strengthen and expand her shield. He was glad to see that she was at least making progress, as minimal as it seemed to be. Piero was watching her too, with an odd and calculating look in his eyes. After yet another failed attempt to shield Luna from Kate's psychic pulse, Piero stood and walked over to her. Jacob noticed how she leaned slightly away from him as he approached. Bella had been gone during Piero's transition from Volturi enemy to Imprinted ally and she still wasn't used to him so casually hanging about. Jacob watched curiously as Piero made a placating gesture with his hands before leaning in and whispering something in her ear—Jacob couldn't hear what he said for all the chatter going on around him. As she listened, Bella's eyes hardened and when Piero pulled away she gave a determined nod.

The next time that Kate tried to send Luna one of her psychic pulses, nothing happened.

"I did it!" Bella cried out. She turned to Piero. "Thank you. That was brilliant!" Piero smiled shyly.

"It's the least I could do," he said before turning and rejoining Sam and Jacob on the couch.

"What did you tell her?" Sam asked. Jacob had to admit he was curious as well.

"Despite Kate's best efforts, Bella was still looking at her as an ally to simply practice with. I simply described the enemy in greater detail for her. I told her what Aro would try to do to her family, and that he would be successful if she didn't manage to raise a strong enough shield."

The three of them watched as Bella managed to expand her shield to include both Luna and Tanya.

"Wow. Quite effective," Jacob observed. He looked over at Sam and Piero, who were doing that thing they often did where they just stared into each other's eyes for prolonged periods of time. Feeling uncomfortable being so close to such an intimate moment, Jacob stood from the couch and went in search of Edward.

He found him outside conversing with Carlisle and Eleazer.

"I know you want to keep things non-violent, Carlisle. And I am all for a peaceful outcome. But we can't be unprepared in case the Volturi do stage an attack," Eleazer was saying. Jacob sighed as he approached. This had been an ongoing discussion since Bella had arrived with her army a few days ago.

"If they get even the slightest hint that we are prepared to fight then an attack will be inevitable," Carlisle replied.

"Can I talk to you?" Jacob murmured to Edward, not wanting to interrupt. Edward nodded and they walked off together. "I'm worried about Leah," Jacob explained, getting right to it. One didn't beat around the bush with a mind reader for an Imprint.

"I'm sure she's fine," Edward muttered in response, avoiding Jacob's gaze.

Jacob sorely wished he were the mind reader now, as Edward was clearly evading once more. Just like he had every other time Jacob had tried to have this conversation over the last few days since Leah had retreated back to La Push with no apparent intention of returning.

"If she was fine, she'd be here instead of sulking on the reservation. She hasn't even shifted since she left and every time I go find her to ask her what's wrong she just tells me to piss off. I know you know something Edward. Tell me."

"It's not my place to say," he said.

"She's my second-in-command, Edward. I can't have her absent for this," he gestured to the house that was packed with wolves and vampires. "Is it at least something I can help her with?"

Edward frowned.

"It's more complicated than that," he said tightly.

"What could be so complicated that she would stay in La Push rather than be here? Doesn't she know how much of a crucial time—" Jacob stopped, getting the sick feeling that he was starting to catch on. "Of course she knows how crucial it is. So the only thing that would get in her way of being here is something even more important….oh no." Jacob buried his face in his hands.

"Who is it?" he mumbled into his fingers, not really wanting the answer but knowing that as alpha he needed to know. Edward was silent for a few seconds and then…

"Luna. She Imprinted on Luna."

Jasper had thought that Peter was just exaggerating when he said that word of their plan was spreading.

He was so wrong.

New visitors were coming on a daily basis, offering up their services. Jasper was dumbfounded. He thought vampires had a stronger sense of self-preservation than this. Apparently their desire for revenge overrode that particular instinct.

He wouldn't have felt so overwhelmed if there had been more vegetarians. But aside from Tanya and Kate's sister, Carmen—who had cut her trip in New Zealand short to come help—everyone else who had come to offer their help had red eyes and no desire to change that, even temporarily.

He was just considering turning away a Welsh coven of five when he was abruptly pulled aside by Bella.

"Hey there," she murmured in his ear, pressing up against his chest and running a finger over his collarbone. Jasper tried not to grin as he rested his hands lightly on her hips.

"You really want to do this now?" he asked, gesturing vaguely to the gaggle of vampires from Wales.

"I just successfully expanded my shield and I haven't had the two of you all to myself in days. I think I deserve a bit of a reward." Bella ran her finger down the center of his chest, stopping right above the button of his pants. Jasper growled lowly and abruptly pulled her closer. Bella grinned at his response.

"Alice is already upstairs…naked…and waiting for us," she whispered against his lips. With a wink Bella pulled away before walking up towards the house, swaying her hips in a motion that had Jasper hypnotized.

Right.

"Emmett!" he called across the yard, gesturing for his brother to come over.

"What's up Jaz?" Emmett asked, giving a welcoming smile to the Welsh coven.

"This is Willow, Darcie, Phoebe, Isaac, and Finley. From Wales. Want to help. Get them settled in." Jasper said it all in a rush, totally forgetting that he had originally intended to turn them away, before darting off to follow Bella upstairs.

"Get it, bro!" Emmett called after him, laughing. Jasper rolled his eyes and ignored him.

When he opened the bedroom door, the sight that awaited him made his usually sharp mind stutter to a stop.

Alice was indeed naked, and Bella was well on her way there as well. Straddled across Alice's hips with her back to the door, Bella looked coyly over her shoulder at Jasper as she dropped her brassiere to the floor beside her.

"Are you going to just stand there or are you going to join us?" Alice asked sweetly, hands on Bella's hips. Jasper wasted no time in kneeling between Alice's legs with his chest pressed up against Bella's back. He rested his chin on her shoulder and took in the miraculous image before him.

"You two are the most beautiful creatures I have ever seen," he murmured against the skin of Bella's shoulder. She turned her head to give him a quick kiss on the lips before leaning over to give Alice a much more enthusiastic kiss. The change in position forced her to grind back against Jasper's groin and he very nearly lost it right there, before remembering the rather large group of people downstairs.

"You're going to have to be quiet, Al," he said.

Alice had a tendency to forget herself and "accidentally" broadcast their activities with rather loud whines, moans, and pleas for more. Sometimes he suspected it wasn't so accidental. If what the three of them were doing now was any indication, Bella and Alice seemed to rather enjoy semi-public sex.

"Of course. Quiet. Right," Alice muttered, nodding distractedly as Bella's hands ran up and down her torso.

Jasper decided to improve the view by removing Bella's shorts. By ripping them directly off her body.

She wasn't wearing any underwear.

He was a goner.

Jasper leaned down so his chest was once again pressed up against Bella's back. He pressed a kiss that was more of a bite on her shoulder as he stared down at Alice's face. She smiled up at him, looking a little dazed. Bella followed his example and bit down where Alice's throat met her shoulder.

There was no way that everyone downstairs didn't hear that moan.

Leah was quite sick of Imprinting. It had taken her boyfriend away from her, and in the process she lost her cousin and best friend.

And now the stupid wolfy magic was trying to draw her in too. She wouldn't have it. She refused. This could only end badly. Leah looked up from where she was sitting to glare at the battered speed bag hanging from the ceiling of her garage. Pushing herself to her feet, she prepared herself for another bout.

She had known right away that her Imprint on the vampire was not a romantic bond like Jacob and Edward's. If she was being completely honest, it felt like a much stronger version of the kind of closeness and connection she had with Emily before Sam Imprinted on her.

She could admit that the absence of another woman to talk to had affected her behavior and attitude pretty dramatically. Even though she knew the pack respected her no matter what, she couldn't help but feel like she had to be strong and stoic in order to work with the guys. They had heard her insecurities through her head and assured her that she could talk about "girly feelings and shit"—as Paul had so eloquently called it—with them if she needed to. Jacob had certainly done enough whining for all of them when he had been having issues with Edward. But it wasn't the same as it had been when she had Emily to talk to. As much as she loved the pack, the guys just didn't get it.

But how was she supposed to have any better luck with a vampire? Leah picked up the speed of her punches. And why were the wolves Imprinting on vampires now? They were enemies.

Except they weren't exactly enemies these days. Not really. Even if they did still reek a bit.

"You're very strong," an airy voice spoke from behind her. Leah whipped around, arms raised and ready for combat. It was the vampire. How the hell had she managed to sneak up on her? Leah felt the itch to phase but ignored it.

"What do you want?" she asked coldly. She was going to murder Edward. And Jacob, too. This had his nosiness written all over it.

"I want to help," the vampire replied, smiling sweetly.

"I don't need help," Leah huffed, turning back to the speed bag.

"I think you're being quite selfish, Leah," the vampire said softly. Leah's fists froze in midair. She turned back around, incredulous.

"Excuse me?"

The vampire didn't back down from her glare. "Your family is about to take on the most powerful vampire coven in the world. And instead of staying to help you ran home in fear." She stepped closer to Leah. "I think there are things in this world much more frightening than intimacy," she murmured. Leah gaped at her, in shock. Who the hell was this chick? She scrambled for an adequately biting response, ignoring the pang in her chest that she knew was a result of her hostile behavior towards her "Imprint".

"You smell terrible," Leah said. Well, that wasn't necessarily true. If she was being completely honest with herself, the vampire smelled like cupcakes. A lot like the ones that Emily used to bake for her birthday. Leah growled darkly at that thought.

"Why don't you want to be my friend, Leah?" the vampire asked with a soft smile, ignoring Leah's pathetic attempt at an insult.

"I make it a point not to befriend vampires," she said. That wasn't necessarily true either. The vampire gave her a knowing look before stepping closer.

"My name is Luna, and I'd like to be your friend," she said, sticking out a hand. Leah stared at it, not making any move to take it. "It's okay," Luna said. "I won't hurt you."

Leah sneered at that. "You can't hurt me," she said, confident in her ability to take on the wisp of a girl standing before her. Luna laughed.

"I didn't mean physically, Leah," she replied softly.

This wasn't fair. Leah missed Emily terribly. Had been missing her long before her murder. But that didn't mean that she wanted a replacement for her. No one could replace Emily. Leah internally cursed as she felt the sting of tears behind her eyes.

"It's okay to cry," Luna said, stepping closer.

"I'm not crying," Leah snapped, even as she felt the tears brimming. Luna came into her personal space and pulled her close for a hug.

The dam broke.

Leah let out a choked sob as she held Luna close. Even as all the pain and loneliness bubbled to the surface to overflow, she could feel the Imprint there too. It was like a balm, numbing the harsh bite of misery she had kept bottled up for so long.

"You're so strong, Leah," Luna murmured quietly. "And this doesn't change that. It only makes you stronger."

Jacob let out an angry growl as he tackled Edward to the ground.

"Mine," he snarled, pinning Edward's hands down on either side of his head and situating himself between Edward's legs.

"Yours," Edward agreed as he eagerly pushed up against Jacob.

"Only mine," Jacob added, making sure to rub his scent all over Edward's body.

"Of course," Edward nodded absentmindedly, distracted by how much he wanted another kiss. He wrapped his legs around Jacob's waist and attempted to capture his lips once more. Jacob didn't disappoint. The kiss was rough and biting and absolutely lovely. But apparently Jacob didn't want to let the issue lie. Edward whimpered in protest when Jacob pulled back.

"I don't want that fucker staying with us. He can go back to hell or wherever it is he came from." Jacob's grip on Edward's wrists tightened possessively.

"Wales. He's from Wales. He was just trying to rile you up, Jake," Edward said in a placating tone. Although wasn't totally true. Edward had heard the rather inappropriate thoughts that Isaac had running through his mind during his advances on Edward. Edward knew that Jacob wasn't actually insecure about their bond. But he could understand the freak-out Jacob had when Isaac had attempted to touch Edward. He imagined he would probably have a similar reaction if someone tried to touch Jacob like that.

Edward was pulled from his thoughts by the feeling of Jacob rutting against him brutally. Edward let out an appreciative moan at the rough pressure on his groin. It was glorious. He never wanted this to end.

"Marry me," he whispered without thinking. All motion ceased.

"What?" Jacob asked, coming back to himself a bit. Edward hadn't intended to ask that, at least not here and now. He had attempted to propose before but they had been interrupted and he had just decided that it would be safer to wait until the issue of the Volturi was gone from their minds. Well, that plan was now out the window.

"Marry me, Jake," Edward repeated, locking eyes with his wolf. He could hear the jumble of thoughts going through Jacob's head in reaction to his proposal.

"Why?" he asked, seemingly bewildered. "We're already Imprinted."

"Call me old-fashioned, I guess," Edward said with a shrug. "Sam and Emily were engaged weren't they?"

"I can't wear a ring. It would break whenever I phase," Jacob said. Edward smiled fondly.

"I couldn't care less about the ring, Jake. I would simply be honored to call you my husband." He leaned up for a kiss, amused at the stunned expression on Jacob's face.

"Does it have to be a big wedding?" Jacob asked, once again deflecting. Edward wasn't bothered by it. He knew by now how Jacob's mind worked. He needed as much data as possible before making a decision like this.

"Not if you don't want it to be. We could run off to the courthouse right now and do it without telling a soul." Alice would be furious when she found out they got married without a wedding and would most likely plan a ceremony anyway. But that didn't mean Edward and Jacob had to attend it.

"I'm not even eighteen yet, Edward," Jacob mumbled. He never did like to be reminded of his young age.

"Mm yes, but with the body of a twenty-five year old," Edward replied. He freed his hands from Jacob's hold and reached up to grab at his neck, pulling him down for a searing kiss. "I don't need an answer now," he spoke against Jacob's lips, refusing to break the kiss. "But I can tell you what I do need right now." He thrust his hips up to grind against Jacob's groin. Jacob let out a low groan, tempted to give in and just strip Edward naked. But he had something he wanted to say.

"Okay," he gasped out. "I'll marry you." Now that the words were out Jacob could fall into the mind-blowing pleasure that was sex with Edward.

"Really?"

"Yes really, now can we please get on with the nudity?" Jacob didn't wait for an answer, and started hastily undoing the buttons of Edward's stupid dress shirt. "I don't get why you wear such fancy clothes," he grumbled as his fingers fumbled a bit.

"It's to make up for your own lack of clothing, love," Edward laughed, running his hands over Jacob's bare torso. Jacob let out a growl and abruptly ripped the shirt open without undoing the last of the buttons. Edward could always buy a new shirt. Jacob let out a low moan at the sight of pale skin and lean muscle.

"You're so goddamn beautiful," he murmured, leaning down to bite at Edward's collarbone. Edward cried out and thrust up harder.

Both boys froze as the sound of another cry sounded out at the same time, followed by a slew of snarls and yelps. Within moments they were on their feet. Jacob shifted quickly.

'What? Oh god what is this? What's happening? Please let this be a nightmare!'

Jacob turned wide eyes on Edward.

"Sounds like you have a new pack mate," Edward said.

'You're okay. Everything is going to be okay,' Jacob tried to calm the new wolf.

'Who's that?! Oh I'm going crazy. Oh no no no.'

'You're not going crazy,' Jacob soothed. 'You have shifted. It's going to take some getting used to but you're going to be okay.'

'Who are you?!' the newcomer was getting hysterical.

'Jacob Black. I'm from La Push and I'm just like you.'

'Jake?!'

Okay so obviously the newcomer knew him by name. That wasn't too surprising. The Quileutes were not a large community. And the voice did sound a little familiar. But that wasn't possible. He was far to young to already be shifting…

'…Collin?'

'Yes?!'

Okay so not just familiar. Family. His younger cousin, to be exact.

"We need to find him," Edward said. Jacob nodded.

'We're coming to find you Collin. Stay put.'

"Well, this is an interesting turn of events," Edward remarked as they took off looking for Collin's wolf. Jacob shook his head. He knew exactly what was happening. And he felt incredibly stupid for not realizing it would happen once Bella returned.

There were more vampires in Forks, and nature was responding.

The pack was growing.

This was bad.

This was really, really bad.

Within a week no less than four other Quileute kids had shifted for the first time.

Jacob had thought that he had a rough time when he had first shifted at sixteen years old. He couldn't imagine the biological and hormonal nightmare that would accompany shifting at thirteen or fourteen.
Emmett had tried to convince him that this was a good thing; that they had more back up when they finally had to face the Volturi. But all Jacob could see in his mind's eye was a small wolf form crumpled and broken at the hands of a couple of thousand-year-old vampires.

As their alpha, Jacob's heart broke for them.

To add to the pile of worry and fear, a few of the pack mates had started Imprinting on vampires in rapid succession. Apparently it didn't end with Leah and Luna.

Paul had nearly had an aneurism when he realized he had Imprinted on Willow. His tantrums were well known but this one had been legendary. Willow had stayed quiet and still as Paul railed against her, accusing her of witchcraft and sounding like a complete and total loon. After he exhausted himself, Willow had simply grabbed him by the waistband of his jeans and dragged him off into the woods. They had yet to make a reappearance. Jacob wasn't too worried.

Seth and Lucas' Imprinting was platonic like Leah and Luna's, but in a completely different way. Whereas it seemed that Luna was a kind of soothing agent for Leah, Seth and Lucas seemed to have synced up their brains. Within hours of the Imprint they were finishing each other's sentences, communicating with each other via minor changes in their facial expressions, and even moving in tandem as if there were strings attaching the two of them together.

Jacob felt like the pack was spiraling out of control. And it wasn't until he called a pack meeting that he realized that Luna, Willow, and Lucas had joined the pack of their own volition. Edward worked as a translator for the vampires, informing them of Jacob's orders and strategies. And just when Jacob felt like he was finally getting the hang of having so many vampires in his pack, Alice dropped the psychic bomb. The Volturi would be arriving in two weeks time.

Needless to say, Jacob was stressed. Between getting engaged, witnessing his pack Imprint all over the place (on vampires no less…although Jacob was not one to talk), welcoming young new wolves into the fold every other day, and preparing for the Volturi's arrival, he felt like he was on the verge of a breakdown.

So when, after a long day of patrolling and formation training, Edward muttered something about stress relief before dropping to his knees and swallowing Jacob's length down his throat, all Jacob could do in response was groan and struggle to stay upright. He came quickly after only a few minutes inside of that wonderful, talented mouth. His knees buckled and he fell to the ground, spreading out on his back and trying to catch his breath. But Edward refused to stop there. He crawled over Jacob's prone form and pressed a bruising kiss to his lips before pulling away.

"Get hard for me, Jake," he murmured and Jacob let out a gasp as his body immediately obeyed. He was so incredibly sensitive but that didn't stop Edward from sinking back down and starting the process all over again.

"E-Edward…please….I c-can't…oh!"

"You can baby, I know you can." Edward spoke so sweetly but Jacob heard the predatory tone underneath his words. He was holding Jacob captive with his tongue and his orders, and despite the overstimulation Jacob could do nothing more than surrender to the sensations. And when a cool finger pressed up against his lips, accompanied by the command to suck, Jacob rushed to obey. His mind was half gone by the time Edward's fingers were circling his entrance, and when that marvelous pressure finally breeched and immediately started pressing insistently against his prostate, he keened and thrust up into Edward's mouth. The resulting groan from Edward sent vibrations all throughout his body and Jacob's eyes rolled up as he came a second time, moaning in a combination of both pleasure and pain.

"Mm, one more time baby. Get hard for me," Edward ordered and Jacob let out a pained sob as his cock filled with blood once more. It was agonizing. Edward's fingers were still inside of him, rubbing circles against his prostate and Jacob wanted to cry. He didn't think his cock could take any more stimulation. Edward seemed to sense this so instead of wrapping his lips around Jacob's erection once more, Edward simply said those horrible, wonderful, excruciating words.

"Come for me, love."

Now Jacob did cry, tears streaming down his face as he clenched down hard on Edward's finger and came with a shout.

"Please no more…Edward please…no more…" he whimpered, trying to pull away from Edward's cruel fingers.

"Hey, shh. You're okay. I've got you." Edward gathered Jacob up in his arms and held him close, running fingers through his hair and murmuring sweet words. Jacob continued to cry as he clung tightly to Edward, and within minutes he fell into an exhausted sleep.