Emmett takes charge here.

-Blaine POV

Jacob had been getting better. Or better in terms of how good Jacob could be. He had been doing the laundry so that Blaine didn't have to sleep in sheets covered in blood, sweat, and...other things. He had been taking on his pack duties more seriously. During the nights he would go on patrol while Blaine was asleep, and when Blaine woke up Jacob would be there holding him.

Blaine had tried to suggest to Jacob that he go patrolling while Blaine himself was awake, so that they could sleep together. In reality he had said it simply to appear kind, but Jacob took it as a sign that Blaine was accepting his place, hence his new behavior. Jacob had denied the suggestion though, he said that he would feel bad if Blaine was left at home and bored when he was out. Jacob might have been getting a better attitude, but the thought of him by himself was still unacceptable.

Jacob was not as forceful as he had been during sex. Blaine still didn't want Jacob touching him, but even he had to admit that it wasn't as bad. Now it was more like an uncomfortable daily ritual that he had to go through.

The best part was that Jacob was no longer hitting him. Blaine in return had been behaving himself. He tried to hold his attitude back and he no longer lashed out with anger. All of his control was on the surface though. He was never going to let Jacob fool him again.

Blaine was laying bed and listening to Jacob go over the rules for his patrol absence again.

"Babe, we've been doing good haven't we? I haven't had to punish you and you haven't tried to run away. Please don't fuck it up."

Blaine nodded and smiled, "Don't worry Jake. I'll be right in this bed when you get home."

Jacob smiled back. "Are your ribs doing better?"

Blaine nodded, it wasn't a lie. In fact, he hardly noticed them anymore, unless he slept on them wrong.

"I really do feel bad that I broke them Blaine, you know that don't you." See, this was one of those really weird moments. It was like an apology, but at the same time Jacob was saying that he had deserved it.

However what choice did he have other than to agree? "I know Jake, I shouldn't have opened my big mouth."

"Big mouth? Are you trying to turn me on?" Jacob asked, nibbling Blaine's neck. Blaine tried to be receptive, tilting his head to expose his neck. However, even when Jacob was being affectionate, it made Blaine feel uncomfortable.

"I have to try Jake?" Blaine asked, trying to keep up his charade.

Jacob growled and pressed his lips against Blaine's. Blaine returned the kiss, though was very thankful when Jacob pulled back.

"Shit babe, I'm going to go before I miss my patrol. I love you Blaine."

Blaine didn't say anything. He did not love Jacob and he never would. Jacob had gotten to the point where he didn't expect it anymore though. He hoped that one day Blaine would feel the same, but for the time being he accepted this situation.

After Jacob left Blaine lay back and closed his eyes. At least one upside of Jacob leaving when he did was that Blaine was actually tired. A week of constant sex had exhausted him and Jacob only slept a few hours anymore. He allowed himself to drift off, a smile on his face at the the thought that in less than two weeks he would be twenty one. He would be free from Jacob. He realized that he had been so focused on removing the imprint from Jacob that he had forgotten about all of the other things he could do with magic.

Jacob fell asleep to images of himself flying under the Golden Gate bridge and racing Emmett to the top of a mountain. When he did fall asleep his dream was similar. He was running with Emmett, until suddenly, Emmett stopped and turned around, smiling.

"Goddammit, I've missed you Blaine." He reached his hand out and stroked the side of Blaine's face. Blaine leaned into the touch, it felt so real. The smoothness of his skin, the cool temperature, it was almost enough to make Blaine cry. He longed to in Emmett's arms again.

"I've missed you too Em. I just wish you were the real thing." Blaine really didn't know why he was talking to a dream, but since it was the closest thing he was going to get, he was not going miss this chance.

"Blaine, I know that you're asleep but this isn't a dream. You're father did something called a Dream Call so that I could come and talk to you."

Blaine hesitated, he knew that there was such a spell, but this knowledge meant that his subconscious could be creating what he wanted.

"How do-?" Blaine wanted to question how he could be sure, but then Emmett pulled him close and kissed him. His subconscious was not that good. There was no way that he could deny that this was Emmett. Only the real vampire could kiss him like that.

"Blaine-" Emmett started, but he cut himself off by leaning forward and kissing Blaine again. Blaine was not about to complain, for almost two weeks he had been stuck with someone that he despised. Emmett was his sun, Emmett was his whole life. Being here with him, even if it was only in a dreamspace was like he was breathing for the first time in days.

"Blaine, I've missed you more than you know, but to tell you the truth, I'm here to make sure you're okay."

Blaine sighed, he wanted to lie. He wanted to tell Emmett that everything was okay, that he would be fine. However, looking into Emmett's amber eyes, he found himself spilling the truth. He spent fifteen minutes, explaining every detail of life with Jacob.

"I shouldn't have left Em. I should've stayed with you and told him to piss off." Blaine finished.

Emmett didn't respond for a moment, he was flexing his fists. Finally he sighed and said in a quiet voice. "Blaine, as soon as we are done talking, I am going to come down and get you. I know I promised you-"

Blaine shook his head, "Emmett, if it was a simple matter of killing Jacob, I'd do it myself. If you kill Jacob, the pack will kill you. Em, I couldn't survive..."

Emmett laughed, "Babe, the pack would try. Have you ever seen me fight? I'm untouchable."

Blaine sighed, he could not allow Emmett to risk his life. This was the whole reason that he was putting up with Jacob's bullshit in the first place.

"Em, you said that you would trust me. I know what I'm doing."

Emmett shook his head, "See, I thought that by giving you what you want that it would make you happy. Look at you though, he beat the fuck out of you and broke your ribs. I'd be a bad boyfriend if I allowed you to stay in this situation."

Blaine had to admit that Emmett had a point, but at the same time-

"If it was just a matter of Jacob, I would agree. Twelve wolves though? Babe, I love you and you're good, but you're not that good. Eleven days Emmett, Eleven days and everything will be okay."

Emmett wasn't buying it though.

"Blaine, I love you, and I want you to be happy. I won't just sit back and let you be with that asshole anymore. If you think that killing him is out of the question, that's fine. I can still keep you safe Blaine. Is he on patrol right now?"

Blaine nodded and Emmett continued. "Good, I'm going to come down and get you."

"Emmett, he'll follow us, we've already discussed this option." Blaine said.

"Yes, it was a problem when he would have a month to find us. Eleven days? I could hide you in Washington with eleven days, and trust me we won't be in Washington."

Blaine smiled. He had been wrong, Emmett could be his knight in shining armor. He was hesitant to allow himself to feel truly happy, but if Emmett could take him away without the risk of death, then it would be worth it. Surely the pack wouldn't be mad for Emmett leaving the state would they?

"So, where are we going?" Blaine asked.

Emmett grinned, "I'm taking you to a little island off the coast of Sicily."

Will they make it? Will they be able to hide until Blaine's birthday?