/AN: Ok, in case you missed my last AN, I've updated all the chapters. So, if you've been reading my new updates, and are deeply confused, go back and read from chapter one. Please enjoy/

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Jacob lunged forward, his hind paws digging into the damp earth of the shelf and his front paws sinking into the muddy bank. He dipped his large head very low, his jaw submerging in the shallow water. He was less than an inch shy of the border. When she fell against him, her arms wrapped automatically around his neck. He stepped back with careful slowness, pulling her from the river to the Quileute side of the border. She was shaking fearfully, and her breathing was shallow and rapid. He could feel her heart pounding against her ribcage. He lifted his head up high, helping her to find her footing as she slid from his head. When she met his gaze, her eyes were wide in fear and shock.

"You caught me…" she whispered, stretching her left hand slowly out towards him.

He pressed his nose into her palm and gave her a slow blink.

"Jacob," Sam's voice echoed in the pack mind, "We have to go,"

"I won't leave her here," he replied, his ear twitching as Vivianne ran her hand over his head.

She turned away from him momentarily to glance back over the river, "I'm sure you planned to tell me about this?"

Nobody answered, and she turned back to him, "What are you?"

"Jake, we really can't stay,"

He shook his head, slightly aggravated. The sudden movement startled Vivianne and she drew away impulsively.

"Then go back," he thought back angrily.

"Jake…"

He interrupted, his thoughts calmer now, "If I'm going to bring her to the house, it's going to look highly suspicious if no one is there,"

"Bring her?"

Jacob now turned from Vivianne's curious gaze to look at his alpha, "She's overwhelmed and lonely. It would be selfish to send her away,"

Sam chuckled, "I knew saying that would come back to bite me… don't take too long… you still have an audience,"

Jake turned back to her as the others disappeared into the trees. She was watching them intently, still unsure of her safety.

"Vivianne," Bella finally called from across the river, "Please… won't you come home,"

She ignored her, stretching out her hand again to stroke his soft fur. Using his nose, he gently bumped the cast around her right arm. She looked down and smiled faintly.

"I broke it. The doctor said it was supposed to have improved by now… I suppose I just can't tell, but it feels the same to me,"

Again, Bella called from the other side, "Vivianne?"

"If I go back with you," Anne called over her shoulder, "I'm packing up and leaving,"

Jake worked his way around her and began to nudge her away from the border. She shuffled away from him a little, in the direction he intended, tucking her arms close to her body as a precaution.

"Where are you going? What if you don't come back?"

Vivianne sighed, "Bella, you know as well as I do that I'm not in any danger," under her breath she added, "I hope…"

"We're back, Jake," Sam's voice came through the pack mind, "Bring her when you can,"

He turned, pacing back around to Vivianne's side and pushing slightly against her. She stumbled slightly and leaned against him to keep her balance. He, however, pushed himself low to the ground to destabilize her completely, forcing her to fall against his back. She gasped and clutched to his fur tightly, unprepared for this sudden closeness. He pushed himself back up again, bouncing her slightly and maneuvering himself so her legs were slung around either of his flanks. Before she could even try to clamber back off of him, which he well knew she intended, he began to trot calmly into the trees.

"Vivianne! Come back!" Bella voice faded fast as the distance between them greatened and Jake hastened his speed.

He could feel her heartbeat rapidly increasing and her breath was shaky, but she didn't say anything. He wasn't even nearing half speed when he began to slow again, for Vivianne had begun to tremble fearfully at their velocity. She sat up slightly to peer ahead of them, her grip tightening and her body tense.

"Where are you taking me?" she managed, her voice only quavering slightly.

He suddenly skidded to a halt, nearly pitched Vivianne from his back. She gave a squeak and buried her face in his fur. He had, once again, caught the scent that they had been tracking. His ears perked, he glanced around the trees, his body lowered to the ground. Vivianne, somehow sensing his unease, stayed low against him and made as little sound as she could. This scent was fresh.

"Sam?" He knew it was unlikely that any of them could hear him any longer, "Anyone?"

There was no answer. Unwilling to put Vivianne in danger, he began to run again, darting through the trees and still picking up speed. She remained flat against him, her eyes closed tightly and her grip so tight that her knuckles were white, and her knees were shaky. Finally, they broke through the tree line and he slowed to a trot as Sam's house came into view.

"Sam's?" Vivianne asked, looking up when his pace was bearable again.

He barked loudly, the sound ringing painfully in her ears. It took only a few seconds for the door to burst open and several of the boys to rush into the yard. She noticed that they, too, seemed unperturbed by the presence of an unusually large wolf.

"Anne!" Seth rushed up and helped her down.

"Seth, what's going on?" she asked immediately, peering from one boy to the next, taking note of Jacob's absence.

"We'll explain… but not yet. Something just came up. Go inside to Emily, she'll take care of you until we get back,"

She was ushered inside, despite her debates and questions, and then left alone in the small kitchen with Emily, who was busy at the stove.

"What is happening?" She demanded, "What is that? Why does everyone seem to know about them but me? Where's Jacob?"

Emily shook her head, "It isn't my place, hon…"

"Well who's is it?" she was growing frustrated again, "Because no one seems to be able to tell me anything around here! Who has the answers, because I'm tired of asking these questions!"

Emily sighed, "I know it's aggravating… but you just have to wait a little longer…"

"For how long? What is everyone waiting for?"

She turned the dials of the stove to low and set lids over some of the pans before turning to face Vivianne, "Come. Let's go to the living room… we'll talk while we wait for the others to come back,"

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