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Chapter Thirty-Five

I followed Edward into what I knew was his old bedroom, minus the bed of course since vampires didn't sleep. I wasn't sure what he wanted to talk to me about, but I wasn't really all that concerned. I highly doubted it was anything bad, and the second the two of us were in the room I was right because he turned around and I quickly found myself wrapped up in Edward's cold arms. I'd been surprised by his sudden movement and the unexpected embrace, but after barely a second I returned Edward's embrace and wrapped my arms around him as I hugged him back.

Edward turned his face into my loose hair and pressed a soft kiss against the side of my head. I smiled slightly as I tightened my arms around him and I knew then why Edward wanted to talk to me in private. If he would have done this in front of Jacob, my boyfriend would have likely blown a gasket as he phased in the middle of the Cullens' living room and done quite a bit of damage in his wake. I really didn't want any of the Cullens hurt, or any of Esme's really nice things torn to shreds. Edward chuckled, probably at my thoughts, as he slowly brought our embrace to an end, but he gently wrapped his hands around my upper arms and kept me close as he looked at me.

"You nearly died," Edward said softly. "At that moment I had believed that Bella was dead, that I'd been too late, and then to watch you . . . I'd thought that we had lost you as well."

"But I didn't die, Edward. I'm alive and well right now thanks to Carlisle," I said quickly as I met Edward's gaze, but he just shook his head.

"Of that I am well aware, Aurora, but I just wanted you to know that Jacob is not the only one that would have been devastated if that would have happened."

"I know," I said knowing that Edward was right. I had more people in my life now that cared about me on various levels than I ever thought I would have ever had before. It was something that I was still getting used to, but something that I was truly grateful for.

"Over these last few months you've become the third sister that I didn't really need nor want," he threw in with a small smile and I laughed softly as I shook my head.

"And like I told you before, you're the annoying and seriously older brother that I never knew I wanted," I said and his smile grew.

"You didn't put it like that the last time," he said and I shrugged my shoulders as I continued to smile at him. His smile turned almost sad as he looked at me before he took a deep and truly unneeded breath. "You know, that night Jasper exhibited the most control I have ever seen him maintain in the decades that I have known him. When all was said and done and Carlisle and Jacob had left to take you to the hospital, even he was surprised by it," Edward said as he let go of my arms and I frowned as I looked up at him. However, the meaning behind Edward's words quickly sank in and I gasped quietly. They hadn't fed for weeks and all of them had been beyond thirsty that night. It was a wonder that they had been able to focus that night with the smell of my blood in the air.

"The three of you were pretty much starving and there I was spouting blood like there was no tomorrow," I said quietly. Edward winced at my choice of words, but nodded his head as he looked down at me. "That could not have been easy to ignore or endure."

"We managed," he said slowly.

"How were the three of you able to concentrate?" I asked and Edward gave me a small sad smile.

"It wasn't easy," he admitted. "Truthfully, after what happened with Bella I knew I would be okay and Alice was surprisingly fine; however, I had expected Jasper to go mad with bloodlust after you were hurt, but he didn't. I'd never seen him more focused before in all our years together. He was intent on protecting our family and finding a way to help you."

"I'm sorry to put the three of you in that situation," I said honestly, but Edward frowned and shook his head.

"You have no reason to feel bad, Aurora, and nothing to apologize for," he said. "You didn't think Sam would actually hurt you, and I can honestly say that I have no idea why Sam did what he did. It makes no sense, especially given the pack law regarding imprints."

"I know," I said as I shook my head, grateful for Edward changing the subject slightly because I didn't like thinking that I had, unintentionally anyway, caused Alice, Jasper, and Edward pain in any way. "Embry and Quil didn't know either and they had a better look into his head than you did. We'll probably never know what set him off, but that's okay."

"Okay?" Edward asked with a surprised look on his face as he raised his eyebrows and I nodded.

"I'm determined to forgive and forget," I said. "If the packs are going to co-exist and work together, and if I ever want to see my friends again, I have to."

"I seriously doubt that Jacob shares that opinion," he said and I laughed lightly and shook my head.

"No, not by a long shot," I said, "but he'll get there someday. I doubt it will be anytime soon, but . . . he will." My stomach ached a bit and I rubbed absently and I saw Edward's eyes flickered to my hand.

"Do they still hurt?" he asked concerned and I left my right hand on my stomach while I shrugged my left shoulder.

"A little, but nothing that I really can't handle," I said. "Carlisle prescribed some pain medication, but I don't take a full dose. It makes me feel too loopy and I can't really concentrate." He nodded slightly and I took a shallow breath as I lowered my hand back to my side. Edward smirked then and shook his head before he chuckled which made me raise an eyebrow, but Edward's smile only grew as he looked at me.

"In about a minute, your boyfriend is going to search you out," he said, smile still in place, and I smiled back before I rolled my eyes.

"He's been a pain in my backside since I woke up," I said, jokingly of course, and Edward's smile faltered before it quickly recovered and he shook his head.

"He's simply more protective of you and even more in love with you than he was before. Truthfully, I would have thought the latter was impossible but it's not and you know I'm not lying," he said and for some reason I blushed at Edward's words, which made Edward chuckle quietly.

"You done?" came Jacob's voice from behind me and I turned around and saw him standing at the open door of Edward's room. His broad shouldered body pretty much took up the entire doorframe, and I couldn't help but smile at him when I noticed the tenseness of his shoulders and the fact that his hands were clenched at his sides. I knew then that it was very likely that he had been pacing and pretty much counting the seconds since I had gone off with Edward.

"Yes, Jacob, we're done," I said before I walked over to him.

"Esme made lunch for us and Seth. You need to eat," he said when I reached him and he was quick to take my right hand into his left while I nodded. I looked back at Edward and smiled at him only to have Jacob tug on my hand before he led me back downstairs, leaving a chuckling Edward behind.

The next week went by relatively smoothly. However, when I went back to school on Monday I was once again a fish in the fishbowl. A few people came up and told me that they were happy I was okay or surprised to see me back so soon. On Wednesday two boys, a couple of freshman I think, actually came up to me and asked to see where the bear had scratched me. However, before I could tell them to pound sand Derek was there and with a protective arm around me told them to get lost.

Cora, Derek, Owen, and Lynn had been my saviors while at school during the week and I was once again thankful for having friends that knew nothing of vampires and shape shifters. However, I felt terrible for lying to them about everything that had happened but I couldn't tell them the truth. Both Cora and Derek had helped me get caught up with the work I missed and all four of them had let me copy their notes from the classes we shared. Thankfully, it was only the start of the school year and I really hadn't missed all that much and it didn't take me long at all to get caught up.

It was Friday and I had gotten excused from my last two periods of class thanks to my doctor's appointment. I was going to the doctor to get the staples removed from my stomach and I was really looking forward to it. The staples no longer ached, but they itched beyond belief and I was thankful to be getting them out that afternoon. When I got outside, Jacob was waiting in the parking lot for me and I smiled when I saw him standing beside my car, leaning back against the passenger side of the vehicle with his arms crossed in front of his chest. He easily smiled back at me and I started to make my way over to him.

He pushed himself off the side of my car and when I was within reaching distance his warm and gentle hands grasped me by my upper waist and pulled me into him. Expecting a hug and I happily wrapped my arms around his t-shirt clad torso, but instead of a simple embrace Jacob leaned his head to mine and caught my lips in a searing kiss that had my toes curling in the brown leather boots I was wearing. My right hand left his back and I raised it to rest on his left cheek as I kissed him back and not too much longer after that, Jacob slowly brought his mind numbing kiss to an end.

"Jeez," I breathed as I opened my eyes and met Jacob's dark gaze only to see him smirk as he looked at me. I smiled back at him as I felt my cheeks warm and I moved my hand from his face to rest on his chest. "With a kiss like that you'd think we hadn't seen each other for weeks rather than the four hours it's really been since you dropped me off this morning," I said, earning a small chuckle from my boyfriend before he kissed me chastely once more.

"It felt like it had been a while," he said as he pulled back and I rolled my eyes as I laughed quietly and shook my head. "You ready to go?"

"Yeah," I said as he let me go and took my bag from my shoulder before he tossed it into the backseat of my car and opened the passenger door for me. I climbed inside before Jacob closed the door and made his way around the front of my car before he slid into the driver's seat and started up the car.

Even though I was fully capable of driving myself back and forth to school and getting around more than fine on my own, Jacob wasn't having any of it. He was adamant about taking me to school in the morning and picking me up from school in the afternoon. Charlie, oddly enough, found it amusing. He had even chuckled pretty much the whole time during the 'debate' that Jacob and I had had on Sunday night during dinner about it all. Obviously, Jacob had 'won' but that was only because I had gotten tired of arguing with him about it and knew that no matter what I said he was going to do whatever the hell he wanted.

As Jacob drove down the two lane road to the hospital, we sat in a comfortable silence and I sighed softly to myself as I looked out my window and at the passing scenery. I hadn't slept all that well the last couple of nights because Jacob had been spending the night at home with Billy at my insistence because I told him he needed to spend some time with his dad. Tomorrow, I would be going to La Push to spend the day with Jacob and Billy; however, I also wanted to visit Emily, Kim, and the others. I didn't think Jacob would be up for that, but I missed my friends and if I had to, I'd go on my own even though I wasn't exactly comfortable with the idea of being around Sam without Jacob close by.

"You're quiet," Jacob said, dragging me out of my thoughts, and I turned my head to look at him just as he glanced at me before he returned his eyes to the road ahead. "Did something happen today?"

"No," I said. "I'm just thinking."

"About what?" he asked.

"Seeing Billy tomorrow," I said, omitting my desire to see the others right then. "It seems like it's been forever since I saw him, and I've actually missed him."

"I'm sure he's missed you too, and I know for sure that he's missed your cooking," Jacob said with a light chuckle and I smiled at him.

"What's wrong with Sue's cooking?" I asked and he shook his head.

"Not a thing, but I'm pretty sure Dad could eat that enchilada dish you make every day if he could," he said. "He was even talking about it last night."

"Well, when we're on our way to your place tomorrow we can stop at the store and I'll pick up the stuff I need to make it," I said, smiling at him when he looked at me, which only made him grin before he reached out and took my left hand into his right. He brought our joined hands to rest on his right thigh, his thumb rubbing along my hand before he began playing with my bracelet around my wrist as he drove. We settled into a comfortable silence as Jacob drove my car to the hospital. It wasn't much longer after that when Jacob turned into the hospital parking lot and parked the car in the small lot reserved for visitors to the clinic that was part of the larger hospital that served the area.

"Ready?" he asked and I nodded.

"Beyond ready. These things are starting to itch a bit and I'm in desperate need of a decent hot bath or shower," I said before the two of us climbed out of the car and I looked over the hood of my car at Jacob with a smile. "I really think I'm starting to smell a bit," I added as I started walking around the front of the car. Jacob laughed fully, his deep rolling laugh actually echoing off the building and sending goose bumps racing up my sweater covered arms for some reason.

"Rory, you're not starting to smell," he said before he took my hand and the two of us started walking towards the clinic.

"And if I could trust anyone about that, it would be you right?" I asked as we neared the doors and Jacob smiled at me.

"You know it," he said as he kissed my left temple and opened the door for me. I laughed under my breath with Jacob following behind me, our hands still intertwined. Jacob let go of my hand when I reached the counter and after checking in with the receptionist at the front desk Jacob and I moved off to the waiting area. I couldn't help but snicker as Jacob lowered his large frame into the chair beside me and was practically kissing his knees because the chairs sat rather low. I wasn't any better since I was pretty much all legs, but Jacob was a lot taller than me and his plight was more obvious than mine. "Shut up," he grumbled as he shifted in his seat.

"I didn't say anything," I said innocently and Jacob grunted, which made me laugh before I tucked my hair behind my ears and picked up some random magazine from the table that rested on my right as I crossed my ankles since crossing my legs actually pulled a bit on my stitches. After a few minutes of paging through the insane number of adds in the first few pages of the magazine I put it down since I didn't really feel like reading. I'd just picked it up for something to do while I waited for my name to be called. Now that my hands were free, Jacob once again took my left hand into his and rested our forearms on the joined arms of our chairs. I glanced at him with a small smile before I looked away from him and across the room to the fish tank that rested on the other side of the small waiting area from where Jacob and I sat.

In addition to wanting to visit Emily and see the others, there was something else that I wanted to talk to Jacob about. Something that I had yet to even talk to Charlie about, but I knew it was better for me to talk to Jacob about everything before I took that step. I didn't need Charlie to mention anything to Jacob about it if I hadn't discussed it with him. During the third week of October, I had two days off of school (a Thursday and Friday) for teachers' conferences or something and those two days just happened to fall around the day that I was quietly dreading; the one year mark of my mother's death.

I'd mentioned wanting to fly down to San Diego and go to the cemetery where my mom was buried to Gina and Melody when I talked to them earlier in the week, and they were more than supportive. Melody had already volunteered the guest room in her house, telling me that she was going to talk to her parents and let them know what I was thinking about doing. I knew that when I talked to Jacob about it, it was very likely that he would end up going with me. I sincerely doubted that he would let me go on my own, and in all honesty I wouldn't mind Jacob going with me.

"Aurora Bishop?" a cheery voice asked, breaking me from my thoughts and I looked towards the nurse in the soft green scrubs with a smile before I let go of Jacob's hand, stood, and turned my eyes to Jacob.

"I won't be long," I said and he hesitated for a second.

"You sure you don't want me in there with you?" he asked and I smiled softly as I shook my head.

"I'll be fine," I assured him and he nodded before he sighed heavily. I looked away from him and walked over to the nurse only to follow her into the back where I would finally be free of the now annoying stitches.

An hour later, Jacob and I walked through the front door of my house. Charlie wasn't home yet, but all it took was one look at Jacob as he closed the front door before he was chuckling at me. "Go on and take a shower," he said. "I'll find something on TV to watch." I smiled at him before I rose up on my toes and placed a kiss on his cheek.

"Thanks," I whispered before I jogged up the stairs, happy that the action no longer caused uncomfortable pulling on my stomach. My rib still ached but the doctor told me that it was healing nicely and by the times the scabs on my stomach healed fully my rib would be healed as well. I heard the TV turn on as I walked into my room where I grabbed fresh under clothes, a pair of heather gray sweatpants, and one of Jacob's black t-shirts from his drawer in my dresser. I scampered into the bathroom and closed the door behind me after I turned on the light. I sat my stuff down on the counter and took a deep breath as I looked at my reflection in the mirror.

I hadn't looked at my stomach once the doctor finished pulling all the stitches out of my stomach because I hadn't wanted to look at it at that moment. The first thing Jacob had asked me when I walked back out into the waiting room was if I was okay, and I had plastered on a smile and nodded my head before the two of us had left. However, I really wasn't okay and the façade I had kept going since leaving the clinic was crumbling away as I stood alone in the bathroom and stared at my reflection. The doctor had recommended various scar reducing creams for me to try once the scabs went away, but he had said given the severity of my wounds it was likely that the creams wouldn't do much good.

I knew he was just being honest with me, but he could have fibbed just a bit to make me feel a little better. If he had, I wouldn't be as scared as I was to actually look at them but I knew I couldn't ignore them forever. I took a deep breath before my hands moved to the hem of my sweater and the tank top I wore underneath it. I pulled the two items of clothing from my body at once, my hair falling down my back once my head was free of them and I dropped them to the floor. My eyes left the reflection of my face and fluttered down to the reflection of my stomach. I frowned as I looked at my stomach before I let out a heavy sigh as I felt my heart sink at the sight that met my eyes.

They looked much worse than I was expecting and I raised my right hand to rest on my lower abdomen and at the waistband of my jeans. They were a bit puffy, swollen from the stitches being removed and the cleaning the doctor had given them, and they were red and angry looking. I could tell where Carlisle had made his careful incision during the surgery because the straight line left behind from it was easily distinguishable against the jagged and rough lines that Sam had caused. I took a shaky breath as my heart started to race and I could feel tears prickle the corners of my eyes as I stared at my stomach.

I shouldn't be as upset as I was because I had mentally prepared myself for this moment and my talks with Jacob about them had put me at ease about it all, but now that I was seeing what was left behind it was different. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I hadn't heard the bathroom door open or even realized that Jacob had joined me in the bathroom until I felt his hot hands on my bare waist above my jeans. My eyes lifted up and looked at Jacob's reflection in the mirror above my head.

"I heard your heart start to race," he said, explaining his reason for joining me in the bathroom, before his eyes settled on my stomach in the mirror. "They look like they hurt," he said softly as his eyes moved back to mine.

"They're tender," I said, my voice trembling slightly, "but they don't hurt." He turned me around then and his hands lifted from my waist to cup my face in both of his hands. "They look worse than I thought they would," I said quietly, voicing my thoughts as I looked up at him and put my hands on his jean clad hips.

"They're not bad, Rory," he whispered as his dark eyes scanned my face before he lowered his hands to my upper arms and gently ran his thumbs over my skin. "We're not having this conversation again. You're still perfect to me, Aurora, and you even told me the other day that that was all that mattered."

"It is," I said as goose bumps raced across my exposed skin and I fought against a small shiver.

"Then you have nothing to worry about and nothing to be ashamed of because they don't bother me."

"I want to believe you, Jacob, but how can they n-," I started but didn't get to finish because he pulled me close and interrupted my sentence by pressing his mouth to mine.

Jacob's hands moved to my back and I gasped into the kiss as his warm fingers ghosted over my skin as we kissed and mine gripped the sides of his t-shirt in my hands before I started to push the soft cotton fabric up. His hands left me and our kiss broke long enough for us to free him of his shirt before his lips took hold of mine once more and his right hand tangled in my hair while his left gripped my right hip as he pulled my body flush to his.

My arms wrapped around his shoulders as I pressed my chest against his, his body heat completely encompassing me and making every nerve ending in my body stand at attention. Just like every other time I had skin on skin contact with Jacob like this I felt like I was on fire and my newly acquired insecurities were, for the moment anyway, forgotten. Obviously, that had been Jacob's plan and it was a wonderful plan that was working perfectly; especially when I was starting to get poked in the hip by a certain part of Jacob's anatomy that had come to life. Slowly Jacob ended our kiss, the both of us breathing heavily as we opened our eyes and looked at each other.

"Is that enough for you to believe me, baby?" he asked, his voice husky as he massaged my scalp with his right hand while his left hand pressed against my lower back. I cleared my throat awkwardly and licked my lips as my hands gripped his shoulders.

"Close, but you might have to convince me a little more later," I said earning a grin from Jacob before he kissed me chastely.

"Gladly," he whispered and I smiled at him as he moved in to kiss me again only to feel his entire body tense under my touch before he sighed heavily.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Charlie's home early tonight," he said. "I can hear the cruiser coming up the road."

"How do you know it's the cruiser?" I asked with a small frown as he reluctantly let go of me and picked up his t-shirt from the floor.

"The right brake squeaks a little bit," he said with a crooked grin and I scoffed a quiet laugh. "I need to get back downstairs before he gets inside. He may be cool with us being together as much as we are and me spending the night occasionally, but I don't think finding us like this will fly." I nodded my head as I smiled at him and he kissed me chastely before he pulled on his t-shirt. "I love you, Aurora, and don't ever doubt that."

"I won't," I promised as I held his dark gaze, "and I love you too. Always." He smiled at me before he kissed me once again and then left me alone to shower.

The next morning as I sat at the kitchen table with Charlie eating breakfast I was anxious. If Charlie noticed, he didn't say anything as he ate the fried eggs, bacon, and toast I had made for the two of us that morning. I didn't sleep well last night because after Jacob left around midnight I'd spent a lot of time thinking over how I was going to bring up going to Sam and Emily's today and mention wanting to go down to San Diego next month. It was probably better to not mention them both in the same breath, but I wanted to see Emily today and I needed to book my flight soon if I wanted to get the ticket for a decent price.

"Okay," Charlie said as he put his coffee mug down on the table after he took a sip of the black liquid and I looked at him, "what's going on?"

"Huh?" I asked, confused slightly since we'd been in a relatively comfortable silence as I was lost in my own little world.

"You usually talk my ear off in the morning, Aurora, and outside of when you were unconscious in the hospital I have never heard you so quiet," Charlie said, concern settling into his dark eyes. "What's going on?" I sighed softly as I sat back in my chair before I ran my right hand through my hair. I couldn't tell Charlie everything but since I was going to talk to Jacob about it today, I could tell him about wanting to go down to San Diego next month.

"I need to talk to Jacob about something and I'm nervous to bring it up," I said honestly as I stared at my barely touched breakfast and I heard Charlie awkwardly clear his throat before he coughed quietly. I returned my eyes to his face and saw that his cheeks were red and his eyes were wide. "You okay?" I asked with a frown as his cough quieted and he wiped his mouth.

"Aurora . . . you're not . . . pregnant are you?" he asked quietly and his voice rough. My eyes widened while my face flushed and I shook my head so fast that I actually got a little dizzy.

"God no!" I said loudly as I looked at him and I saw his shoulders visibly relax as he let out a heavy relieved sigh before he lowered his head for a second and then looked back at me. I wanted to say that if I was the doctors would have mentioned it while I was in the hospital, but that would open a whole new can of worms and line of questioning that would have very uncomfortable for both Charlie and me. "I'm not pregnant, Charlie, I swear," I said as I shook my head slightly, cheeks still red.

"Good," Charlie said roughly before he took another sip of his coffee after he cleared his throat.

"I . . . next month it will be one year since my mom died," I said and as Charlie put his cup back down on the table his eyes softened. "I wanted to talk to Jacob about it before I mentioned it to you, but I know I'll need your permission before I do anything."

"You want to fly down for a few days," he said and I nodded my head.

"Yeah," I said. "It's during the weekend that we have Thursday and Friday off from school for teacher's conferences or something, and Melody's parents already said that I could stay the weekend with them if I come down."

"Do you want me to go with you?" Charlie asked and I gave him a small smile.

"You don't have to, Charlie," I said quietly.

"You shouldn't go alone," he said as he shook his head and seemed to think for a second as he looked at his nearly empty plate before his dark eyes returned to my face. "Jacob should go with you," he said, which totally and completely surprised me. "I still really don't understand the connection you two have, but I know that you two don't like to be apart for long and it's not very likely that he'd be okay with you leaving for three days."

"Yeah, that's why I'm nervous to talk to him about it," I admitted.

"Which is why he should go with you," Charlie said. "Something tells me you'll need him while you're there." The expression on Charlie's face was hard to describe as he said that to me, but it was a mixture of sadness and understanding with a few other emotions thrown in; and I smiled sadly at him.

"You're probably right," I said. "I don't think it's going to be a very pleasant trip."

"No, I don't think so either." I stood from my seat then and walked around the table to throw my arms around him. Unlike before, when he would stiffen and hesitated before he returned my unexpected hugs, Charlie quickly wrapped his arms around me in return and hugged me back. His hug wasn't quite as tight as mine since he was still mindful of my 'wounds,' but his embrace was more than welcoming at that moment. "Thank you, Charlie," I whispered and his arms tightened a little bit before I pulled back from him.

As I righted myself we heard the front door open, Charlie had left it unlocked after he grabbed the paper that morning, and both of us knew who it was. I turned to look towards the entrance to the kitchen just as Jacob stepped inside of it dressed a gray t-shirt, dark jeans, and his usual boots. I smiled at him as his eyes moved between Charlie and me before he smiled back at me and closed the distance between us. He was quick to wrap his arm around my waist before he pulled me into his side and pressed a kiss to my left temple.

"Morning," he said as he looked at Charlie who grinned and shook his head.

"Good morning, Jake," he said with a light chuckle before he returned to his breakfast while Jacob and I moved over to my side of the table.

"Do you want something to eat?" I asked, knowing he was always hungry and Jacob shook his head.

"I had breakfast with Dad this morning before I came over, so, I'm good for now," he said.

"You sure?" I asked as I picked up my fork and he nodded, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Yeah, Rory, don't worry about me. Just eat your breakfast," he said before his hand that rested on the back of my chair started playing the ends of my hair, twisting the strands around his fingers. I nodded my head and finally tucked into my food. Thanks to Charlie I was a little more at ease to talk to Jacob about going down to San Diego because Jacob would be more than willing to go with me, but talking to him about visiting Emily's today was another story. However, I held out hope that he wouldn't fight me on it and that I would get to visit with my friends again.