Edward's POV:

It wasn't a good sign when my vision went red around the edges. Usually that was a warning sign to me that I needed to cool down, or in worse case scenarios, ask Jasper for help, but not this time. This time I could feel the righteousness pumping through my veins. This 'Jacob' had dared touch my Bella. That alone was crime enough, but on top of that he had hurt my Bella. Now Bella was safely in her room with Emmett, and was going to stay there. I had this wolf all to myself.

In the split second it took me to think through this, I had already gotten down to the yard and was waiting for the fiend. I could hear his mind raging in disjointed thoughts, nearly as angry as my own.

Hurt Bella, broke Bella

Kill

VAMPIRE!

But the strongest thing I got from his mind wasn't the words. It was the images. I could see Bella after I had left, crumpled and broken, then dead and lifeless. I could see her getting minimally better with this wolf, and I could see from his perspective her reaction to my return. Jacob was incapable of understanding how Bella could want me in the first place, let alone back after all I had put her through. And worse he couldn't understand how she could love a vampire more than him.

I was stunned when I saw how badly off she was right after we left. Jacob had gotten that memory from one of his 'pack', Sam, the alpha. I felt such overwhelming guilt for doing this to her. My Bella should never have had to deal with that.

It took a kid smashing into my face to pull me out of my guilt. He hadn't phased yet which was a really good thing, considering the sudden panic I could sense from the house. Charlie had seen Jacob launch himself at me. This meant I had 5, 10 seconds tops, to get us both out of there.

I grabbed one of his arms that was still clamped down on the back of my neck and ran us both into the nearby woods. By the time we got there I no longer had a love-crazy 16 year old boy attempting to strangle me, but a full-fledged werewolf.

His huge paws went for my neck, but I was too fast for him. Fury still pumped in my veins, along with my usual incredible speed. I grabbed his paw at its wrist of sorts and gripped down. I felt bone slowly crunch under the pressure.

The wolf whined and his thoughts turned to agony. But then something happened that I wasn't prepared for. From Jacob I could suddenly hear three minds instead of one.

You idiot! What are you doing? This was a voice Jacob recognized as Quil. And Oooh! A vampire? Save me a hunk! This was a distinctly feminine thought. Leah. Both were already headed towards us. I hadn't counted on having to kill three werewolves instead of one.

Jasper's POV

"He should be able to hear us soon" Alice pointed out softly.

"Hearing us won't help him. We need to be there, what if Edward's fight the whole pack? He's a good fighter, but not that good. If it's the whole pack we might need to call in some reinforcements, but it shouldn't be an issue." I said.

"I don't think this fight is a good idea. I mean, Edward always accuses Romeo of destroying his own happiness by killing Juliet's cousin, but isn't he doing the same thing? He's going to kill someone Bella cares about." Alice pondered aloud.

"It's too late now."

BPOV

I watched Emmett slowly get twitchier and twitchier, edging towards the window. He obviously wanted to fight. Slowly, an idea came to me. I could use this to my advantage.

"Hey Emmett, you want to go fight right?" I asked hesitantly, hoping he wouldn't see right through me.

"Yeah! Edward has all the fun. I am glad he didn't kill you though, you're funny."

"Well, did Edward ever say you had to babysit me in my room?" I hedged.

"Where's this going?" Emmett eyed me, not in a suspicious way, but in an I'll bet this is going to be hysterical way.

"Well, we both want to go to the fight right?"

"Yeah?"

"So why don't we? He never specifically said we had to stay here." I could see Emmett's I want to fight! Fighting his much weaker, keep Bella safe. I knew which one would win. A smile spread across my face.

Jasper's POV

When Alice and I arrived at the fight, after a few wrong turns (it was considerably harder for Alice to find the only thing she can't see) we found three werewolves circling Edward. The largest one was limping, and I could see an outline of a hand crushed into his leg. Ouch.

Edward moved so quickly it was hard to follow his trajectory, straight at the limping wolf, around to his bad side. Edward's hand was in front of his face before the command had gotten from the wolf's brain to its paw to hit him.

I heard another crunch, this time it was probably a rib, based on where Edward was facing. Alice gave me a meaningful look, and I put a blanket of lethargy on the wolves, like they had run a few thousand miles before coming.

Alice swung around to Edward's flank, which was about to be attacked by a slightly smaller grey wolf, that moved with enough speed to rival Alice's. I catapulted myself in a neat arc over the thrashing wolf and into the face of the remaining wolf.

I caught his jaw with my fist, shattering it into a satisfying number of pieces, and then ran to Alice. I don't care how many times I see her fight, something about her just screams 'I need protection' to me.

After kicking the grey wolf between the shoulder blades hard enough to cause a rock slide if she was a mountain, I turned around to see if Edward needed any help. He seemed about ready to finish the thing off when suddenly he stood up, gave the thing one more kick, and growled angrily. Suddenly I understood why. I felt Emmett's emotional climate before I saw him, he wanted a fight badly.

"Need any help guys?" Emmett shouted hopefully

"No. we're fine" Edward said through gritted teeth. He didn't take his eyes of Emmett , or the girl on his back, when the large wolf went to claw his thigh, he simply grabbed the thing's leg and crunched it in his hand again, sending the creature into agony, it hurt to be so near him.

"Edward! No!" screeched Bella. I almost wanted to rub my ears; her shout was so shrill it edged on hysterical.

I could see Edward's eyes lock onto hers, but what was so much more powerful was the tangible emotion between them. You didn't need my ability to feel it, but with my ability it was almost overwhelming.

Edward hesitated for a moment, letting the thing's paw drop, oblivious to what was going on around him.

The grey wolf and the other one both ran forward, nudging the last wolf urgently with their noses, until he stood up and turned to run with them, only a slight limp left to his rapidly healing legs.