Disclaimer and AN: I don't own Twilight, just Emma and Ian.
Last chapter I mentioned that Emma had been diabetic when she was alive and a reader took offense to it. Once again, I am sorry. I didn't mean to offend anyone. In fact, my best friend is Type 1 diabetic and my dad is Type 2. So, I live with it every single day. I mainly used it for foreshadowing purposes.
So here is the next chapter! Enjoy. And please don't kill me for the ending….
Chapter 22: Stories
"What do you mean, he's a werewolf?" Jasper asked kneeling next to Emma's side. "I thought that they were just about destroyed thanks to the Volturi."
Emma frantically shook her head no. "The Quileutes are descendants of wolves. When we first arrived in Hoquiam shortly after Emmett joined the family, we came across them. Rosalie and I have been attacked while out hunting one night. We had accidentally wandered on to their lands. Carlisle and Edward had been close by and stepped in to help. That was when Carlisle and their leader, Ephraim Black came up with the treaty we have today – we'd stay off their lands and they wouldn't expose us for what we really were."
"Jacob Black's descendant made the treaty with the family?"
"I think so," Emma said looking up at the ceiling. "But the scent that was coming off of him was similar to what I smelt when Rose and I were attacked."
Jasper quickly stood up. "We've got to get Bella away from him! He's dangerous!"
Emma stood up as well and grabbed her husband's arm. "We can't just kidnap Bella. It would cause so many problems. First, if, there is more then just Jacob as a werewolf, they could attack and kill us along with possibly hurting Bella. Secondly, Bella could freak out when she sees us. Thirdly, do you want Edward to focus on destroying Victoria or the fact that the Quileute werewolves are most likely protecting Bella? The wolves killed Laurent. I saw it in Jacob's mind tonight. He was remembering seeing Bella in the meadow with Laurent about to kill her."
"Protected?"
Emma nodded. "Jacob loves Bella. It's his deepest longing to make all the pain that Edward has inflicted on her go away. Basically his outlook on life revolves around her."
"Are you sure?"
She nodded again. "I'm surprised you didn't feel the lust rolling off him. It clearly was on his mind."
"I admit I was more worried about you at the moment."
Emma smiled and kissed his lips softly. After their kiss, Jasper pulled Emma tight against him and buried his face in her hair. He'd be damned if he let Emma get anywhere close to Jacob Black, especially if he was a werewolf – a young one for that matter. That was worse then a newborn vampire. At least with a newborn, he would know what moves they would probably make and how they would attack. But a werewolf was a completely different matter all together. He couldn't loose his wife to a vile mutt. Yes, Bella was important to him, because of what she meant to the family – but Emma was his wife, his world.
Emma snuggled tight against Jasper's chest and wrapped her arms around him. "Don't worry baby," she whispered kissing his neck where she had bit him during their first time together. He had been right, she would always know her bite mark from all the rest. "I'm sure that they won't attack us or even Bella for that matter. Like I said Jacob loves Bella, whether she knows it or not. That is why she'll be safe."
"But I do worry darlin'," he mumbled into her hair, sitting back down on the floor with her in his lap. He turned Emma so that he could see her face. He felt her worry and confusion about what he was thinking. She gently ran her hand along the side of his face to comfort him with her touch, since it usually did. He looked straight into her eyes before telling her his deepest fears...things he never told her - but was sure she knew thanks to Alice. "After what I went through in the South after I was changed, I worry about all those I love now. I was a monster then - vile, ruthless, and careless. I didn't care about anything or anyone. Just about the next kill. I was used for my training abilities as well as my empathic gift. Once the newborns that Maria and I created were useless, it was my job to get rid of them. I did as she asked because I was scared. Scared that she may get rid of me someday. While we had a relationship, it wasn't love. she only cared about herself. I grew tired of killing for the kill thanks to my gift. I would feel my victims' emotions as I drained their life away. It was taking a mental toll on me like nothing else. I was guilt ridden, practically suicidal. I wanted out. I wanted to end my life."
He paused, testing his wife's emotions. Worry more then anything radiated off her. he slowly began to tell her more. she deserved to hear it from him. "Peter and Charlotte saved me. They helped me break free, just like I had helped them. Through them I learned about love, an emotion I had forgotten all together. They also helped me learn to control my thirst and when to and not to hunt. But the emotions I felt from my victims' was torture. I still wanted to die. After over a century of walking the earth – as a human and a vampire – I broke away. I left them to wander on my own for a while. I knew there had to be something more. something else out there for me. That was when I found Alice. She showed me everything that I had forgotten – love, compassion and comfort. For the first time, I felt hope."
Emma smiled at Jasper. She knew that all of this was extremely hard for him to talk about. That was why she had never pressured him to do so. His vampire upbringing was his Achilles heel – just like what happened during 1927 to 1931 was hard for her. she picked up his hand and squeezed it, letting him know that she wanted him to continue.
"I truly loved Alice as my wife. She opened my eyes to all that I had never known. And if it hadn't of been for her vision of Carlisle and the rest of the family, then I never would have met you. As soon as you had opened the door when Alice and I arrived that day in Denali, I knew that this was where I belonged. It just took me almost fifty years to know exactly what that feeling was."
"You know that Alice knew all along that we would end up together." Emma said laying her head against Jasper's shoulder.
"Figured. I know I may seem overbearing, but it's my military nature to protect those I love and care for. I think its best that we leave if there are werewolves around. they probably outnumber us. Like you said, Laurent is dead and Edward and Victoria are playing cat and mouse, moving further and further away."
Emma sighed. she knew that Jasper was right and the family would be heading to Denali soon. And she really wanted to see Carmen along with Alice. But there was a nagging feeling that something wasn't right. "Let's stay through the weekend. We'll leave Monday morning for Denali. That will be just about a week since we've been here. I just want to make sure that nothing happens to Bella."
"Deal."
"How about a quick hunt then back to Bella's for observation?"
He nodded in agreement.
It was almost sunrise. Jasper and Emma had quickly gone hunting, since Emma was wanting to get back and check on Bella. It was going to be a sunny day again, so they were just about to leave and head home when something caught their attention.
Bella was screaming.
In a split second decision, Emma took off in a dash towards Bella's house. The window to Bella's bedroom was still opened a crack. She didn't care if it was a nightmare or a spider that caused Bella to scream out like that. she had to know what was happening. Jasper, sensing the urgency, stayed behind. If Bella was about to find out that they were back in Forks watching over her for Edward, Emma was much better qualified to tell it to Bella then he was. Besides the last time he was face to face with Bella, he had almost killed her.
Bella buried her head in her pillow, trying to muffle her hysterics. Jacob was a werewolf. She remembered everything that had happened during her first trip to the LaPush beach. Her best friend was a werewolf. This wasn't happening.
"Werewolf," she muttered aloud into her pillow, still disbelieving the entire situation.
"You're right," a soft musical voice said.
Bella looked up and gasped.
A pair of soft topaz eyes was starring at her from the edge of her bed.
AN #2: This ending is for gracethebestestvampire who put the idea seed in my head. So please leave me some lovin' so I know if you love me or not. Review make me write faster!!!!
