Thank you to Kara & Sherry. I don't own Twilight. The subject matter of 9-11 is what gives it a M rating, so if you're triggered by that then please do not read.

POV- Edward

"Edward what's been wrong with you lately?" Emmett was obviously concerned. "I mean you just haven't been yourself. I know a lot of shit has happened and it's an awful thing for people to go through, but it's just- I don't know man?" He ended his speech to me with a shake of his head.

The look on Emmett's face was pleading, desperate for answers.

I hadn't spoken to anyone about what had happened in the Towers that day. No one knows about the promise I made to a man that could possibly have been dying, a promise I made to myself.

No one knows that I checked the hospitals, searching for him, for Jacob. Only to be told I wasn't family and information wasn't allowed to be given to me.

I had a sliver of hope that day. Hope that somehow Jake Black would be returning to his wife, to his Bella, and the promise I made to him wouldn't come to fruition.

It's not that I felt the need to get out of it, but I didn't even know this lady. I mean, who's to say she'd even want me around?

"Edward, are you even listening to me?" Emmett frowns at me.

"Yeah." I nod my head and run my hand through my hair. "Sorry, I guess I was some place else?"

Snorting a laugh and shaking his head. "Ya don't say?"

Placing a hand on my shoulder and looking me in the eyes. "In all seriousness, Edward. I think of you like a brother. You're my best friend and I'm here for you- anytime."

Sighing deeply. I know he's right. He's my best friend, he won't judge me. I can talk to him about what happened.

So I proceed to explain everything that happened that day and the promise that was made.

Emmett's quiet, just staring at me.

"Say something." I rub my hand across my face.

Just telling him about it helped to get part of it off my chest, but it's still there. Lingering, niggling at the back of my mind and I'm not sure what to do?

"That's-" He rubs the back of his neck. "That's a big responsibility to take upon yourself, to make a promise like that to someone you don't know. I mean you're a stand up guy. What if he doesn't make it?"

"I've called the hospitals. No one will tell me if they even have a patient there by his name."

His head jerks up as he meets my worried eyes.

"Didn't you say he was in pretty bad shape when you got him out of there?"

I furrow my brow. "Yeah, what's your point?"

He stares at me for a moment, willing me to understand.

"Shit." I jump up to grab the newspaper. "How many do we have laying around here?"

I start turning the pages, frantically searching for the obituaries. When I find them, what I see makes my blood run cold.

Jacob Black in bold letters announcing his death. He was a kind, loving man, son and husband.

I read on about his life and see if I can find any more information about him or his wife.

All I'm able to find is it's a private service, held for family and friends only. Also, just like he said, her name is Bella.

A/N- I had this chapter waiting and I wanted to put it out for you all. I hope you all like it and I'm sorry about the long wait in between chapters.