Alice and Jasper raced over to the Flock's place in less than 3 minutes. They didn't bother knocking, they just rushed in. Jasper looked around and felt a whole lot of emotion in one part of the house. Taking Alice's hand, he led her up the stairs and down the hall at a fast walk.

As they grew closer to their destination, Jasper almost stepped back at the shock wave of emotions there was.

Love, anger, angst, pity, hate, confusion. Betrayal. Heartbreak.

Jasper cast his eyes down. He was thankful that Alice wasn't enduring this, but he would probably give anything to pass this off to someone else, even for just these few hours he would inevitably be spending with Max and the Flock.

Alice, noticing his discomfort, felt love—despite the current situation—and pride towards him, making him loosen up, if just for a few seconds. They walked the rest of the way slowly and Alice cautiously knocked on the door quietly.

They heard sniffles and comforting words being passed around before the door opened slowly. And when it did, and Jasper was face to face with the group his knees buckled and he had to clutch the door frame. He closed his eyes for a second, and took a few breaths to help him concentrate. He was trying to send a wave of calmness over everyone, but it wasn't working. All he could see behind his closed lids was the face of Max; tear stained face, messy hair, a look of pure desperation on her face. She had been sitting on Iggy's lap, his long arms wrapped around him with her head turned away from his neck to see who had come to the door. Fang was on one side, rubbing her back, tears sliding down him face; Nudge on the other side holding her hand. He hadn't seen Angel or Gazzy but he could feel their emotions. Oh yeah, he could feel all their emotions. And it was…painful.

Jasper tried almost everything that had worked in the past; thinking of Alice, thinking of how happy he was when he met Alice, thinking of being excepted by Carlisle, thinking of the nice sensation he got when he was drinking the blood of a fresh kill, thinking of Esme, Rosalie, Edward, Bella, Emmett, Carlisle. But it was absolutely no use.

"Japer…" A soft voice broke through to his brain. "Jasper, look at me. Open your eyes and look at me."

He cautiously cracked his eyes open, and saw that Alice was about an inch away from his face, blocking out any other view. She smiled at him, a nice, genuine smile, and gave him a kiss.

"Comfort." She murmured against his lips. "Think of comfort." And as she had—apparently—expected, he was able to cast out sheets of comfort.

Alice jumped back and smiled at him, another bit of pride with her again. Jasper took a deep breath and looked into the room again. Max was still in Iggy's lap, her back to him, but now her head rested in the crook of his neck and her body language looked like she was asleep. Fang had his head in his hands, Nudge was looking off into space, absent mindedly rubbing Max's back, and Gazzy and Angel were now sitting at the head of Fang's bed. They didn't look happy, really, but they were definitely looking less dejected.

He stepped into the room more, and Iggy waved his hand, motioning for him to go over to him. He ran over and sat in between Nudge and Iggy. "C'mon, go to sleep, Max. You need rest." He heard Iggy whisper.

"No! I can't! I…need to wait up for Jacob…What if he comes back and I'm asleep? And then he'll think that I don't like him because I fell asleep. And that can't happen…" Max's words were slightly slurred, as she tried to fight the emotions Jasper was creating.

Iggy gave Jasper a look, silently begging to help him. He cleared him throat and rested a hand on her neck. "Max, you have to sleep. I know you think Jacob will come back and then leave, but I can guarantee you that if—and when—he comes back and you're asleep he'll wait for you. He will sit and wait days if he has to. And what if you stay up and don't get that must needed rest and he comes back to find you not able to keep your eyes open as he apologizes? Max, you need rest. Not only because of what I just said, but because it isn't healthy—I don't care if you're genetically enhanced, you are still 98% human and you need rest."

Max opened her eyes and looked at him sleepily. "Are you sure?" He nodded. "Okay…Wait! What about Fang? He needs me to take care of him, I cant just go to sleep! He-he needs me there. What's going to happen if I'm asleep and he's awake?!" She started hyperventilation, her clouded eyes moving sluggishly over his face. Jasper closed his eyes and focused more of his energy to calming her down.

When he opened his eyes again Max was resting her head on Iggy's shoulder again and he was stroking her hair. "Don't worry, we'll take care of him for you."

She growled. "No you won't! It's pretty much your fault he's like this! You were supposed to be there for him. How can I trust that you wont let him kill himself?"

Before he could say anything Alice cut in, "Don't worry, Max, me and Jasper will take care of him. You trust us, right?" Max nodded. "Alright then, I guess it's settled; you are going to bed, missy."

Iggy stood up with the now asleep Max and started to walk out of the room. But Fang jumped up and grabbed Ig's arm and tugged on it weakly. "No…could she sleep here? Please? I just wanna see her." He looked over at Alice and she nodded slowly. His smile was incredible as he made his bed; straitening the sheets, fluffing the pillows etc. (Angel and Gazzy had stood up, and Jasper was at the one side, helping Iggy tuck Max in.)

The two straitened up and went to sit on the couch to talk about their plan of action.

Jacob's POV

Emily was screaming at me. I deserved it totally, but she was crying and when she cries…well, it's like kicking a kitten. Something you just don't let happen. And because Emily was upset, Sam was angry and extremely grumpy, causing about everyone else to be grumpy. And all of the grumpiness, anger, guilt and tears equal: not good. Like, really, really, not good.

So what do I do? I sit there and take it like a man. Besides, if I do anything that isn't listening to her shrieks I would definitely be in for it then.

"Jacob! Jacob Black, you had better listen and you better listen good; you will go over there and apologize. You will go over there and tell her that you are the stupidest person in the world and that she does not deserve you, but you need her so badly that you will do anything for her to forgive you. Then you'll look her in the eye, and apologize for everything. Once you've apologized over a billion times, tell her you love her and you'll die without her—that your life before her now seems incredibly dull." Emily told me, gritting her teeth. Her tears had stopped for her speech, but as she probably remembered what happened, she broke into tears again. Sam walked up and brought her into a big hug, shooting me a deadly look before kissing his fiancé and taking her out of the room.

I just sat there numb. I knew I should go over there and apologize, heck, do everything Emily just said…but I couldn't. Not because it wasn't true, because it was—all of it—but because I was a coward. I was too afraid of her not forgiving me, telling me to get out because she never wanted to see my face again. I was terrified of my imprint not wanting me. Of the love of my life rejecting me.

So I told the guys I was going out for a bit, they probably thought I was going to see Max, having heard Emily's instruction. But I wasn't. I was just going on a run. That's right, a run. To where, I'm not sure. Why, I'm still not sure.

I soon found myself in the middle of Port Angeles. Looking around, I notice that I haven't been here in ages therefore I have no idea where I am per say. I locate a gas station and go in for a map.

"Is that all for you today, sir?" The cashier asks, smiling while scanning the map. I nod and as I hand him the money he continues, "You a tourist or just moved here?"

I rub the back of neck, taking my change in the other hand. "Kind of, I'm actually from Forks and it's been so long since I came up here…" I trailed off and turned around, taking my purchase with me. I'm about to walk out when a voice stops me.

"Hey! You're from Forks? So am I!" I turn to see a teenage girl walking over to me. She has blonde hair, average height and has makeup on. She's not as pretty as Max, but she's still pretty.

"Really?" I ask, a small smile on my face, I may be a coward and run from my problems, but what's the point of running from something when you can't hide?

"So…you don't happen to be single do you?" She says slyly, walking up to put a warm hand on my neck.

And now I've found my hiding spot.

At The Flock's house a few hours later.

Alice had just gotten Fang to sleep after much protest, when the phone rang. And since the Flock had gone out and it was just her and Jasper, she decided to go and answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hi!" Answered a cheery voice.

"May I ask who's calling?" Alice asked.

"Oh, it's Emily—Sam's fiancé. I was calling for Max…actually." Alice frowned at the happiness in her voice. Wasn't Emily friends with Max? Why would she be happy when wanting to talk to Max?

"Sorry…she's asleep. She's been through a lot, you know."

Alice could imagine Emily rolling her eyes. "Well I know, but she's alright now, isn't she?"

She sucked in a breath. "No, she is definitely not okay. She has just been to Hell and back. You don't recover from that so quickly."

"But," She sounded confused. "Jacob said…he said he went over there and apologized to Max…"

"No he hasn't!" Alice hissed.

There was silence on the other line for a couple seconds. "But, then…he-he just got back ten minutes ago. Where has he been?"

The female vampire sighed in irritation. "I'm not sure; my visions don't work on you mutts." She heard growling, a quick thanks and then a dial tone.

Alice hung up quickly after and sprinted upstairs to Jasper. When she reached the room beside Fang's—where Jasper currently was—she slammed the door open and launched into her husband's arms.

Instantly, he started saying soothing words and rubbing her back, making her relax the tiniest bit. Jasper walked back, Alice still in his arms, to the couch and lay down, tucking her in beside him. "Alice, what's wrong, sweetheart?"

She looked up a bit and if she could cry there would probably be tears in her eyes. "I don't know what to do."

He gave her a questioning look, "Sorry, Edward is the mind reader; you'll have to elaborate."

"I just…I-I don't know what to do! I always know what to do, and now Max is heartbroken and Jacob mysteriously disappears for three hours then lies! He says he came over here and apologized and that Max and him are cool now. They most definitely are not cool!" She started hyperventilating (as much as a vampire could) at how much she couldn't help; she helps people, it's just what's in her nature.

"Well, right now, it's not up to us," Jasper said calmly. "For now, all we can do is sit and wait for Max and Fang to wake up. When she does, we can talk to her about it. Though, I cant promise we'll have anything to do then either"

Alice sighed and leaned her head on Jasper's lap. Knowing it would probably be a while, he slowly lowered them so they were lying on the couch, and with her head on his chest, they waited patiently. Well, as patiently as Alice can be.

Time skip—three days (The flock had returned an hour after leaving and a little after that Max woke up. She was upset, but decided to give it time, and they would reunite. She's living in the Cullen house now, and mostly stays in her designated room.)

Max's POV

I could barely take it. IT had been forever since I was able to touch Jake, let alone see him and it was causing physical pain. I spend my days curled up in a ball, thinking of Jacob, of how I love him and how I messed up. I had grown so used to him always being around that I wasn't used to this sudden lack of his presence. It just sucked. I hated him…but I couldn't actually hate him; I love him!

The only time I leave is for the bathroom and Fang. I go to see him twice a day now. He hasn't quiet understood what's happened completely but he fully understands I'm in pain and is trying to make that pain go away by impressing me, such as remembering stuff, becoming less shaky, doing things himself, and more importantly, he hasn't cut once, nor has he done anything to physically harm himself.

I had just gotten back from said person as a matter of fact. He had done so well. When I had gotten there he had already gotten dressed and was outside for the first time in a week, watering the flowers in the back.

As I curled into a ball under the covers—the morning's events did still wear me out—I heard the door open.

"This is insane!" Rosalie shouted in my ear. I winced. She continued softer, gently lifting me up, "You have to go out, get some fresh air,"

I looked up at her, "I do go out. To see Fang."

She sighed, "No, that's not what I mean and you know it. What you need in a nice walk to straiten out your mind, relax. Sure, you can do that in bed but you don't have fresh air in here and when you're walking you can really get the tension out of your body." She smiled, I w as surprised at her niceness, and went to go pick out an outfit for me that was fit for walking in.

Seven minutes later I was out the door in comfy pants and sweatshirt. I decided I would jog along the rode until I reached the city, where I would walk around, get a drink, find a park and relax.

Jacob's POV

Three days. It had been three days since I last saw Max. I could barely stand it. So I did the only thing that could relatively clear my mind of my love; I called Annabelle. Annabelle is the pretty girl I met at the gas station. We had talked a few times and I decided, what the hey, it's not like I'm going back to Max so I might as well get used to it quicker.

So I pulled out my phone and dialed.

Ring…

Ring…

Rin—

"Hello? Jake? Oh my gosh, what's up?"

"Yeah, hey, I was wondering if you…wanted to go out? To the Park?"

She giggled cutely—but not as cute as when Max does, especially when I'm kis—I stopped myself there, and listened to what she was saying, "If you're asking to go out on a date, then yeah, totally! So, how about I meet you there; I live a block away."

"Uh, sure." I was outside and into my car in less than 5 seconds. As I hung up the phone, I thought of Emily. I'm not sure why, but I did. Yes, I had lied to her—to everyone—but I had to; they would kill me if I told them I was eating lunch with a hot girl that wasn't my imprint. But I think she had phoned them, because Sam phoned me that if I wanted to keep my life (which he objected to) then I should stay away from their house because Emily had been going on a rampage. Probably because I lied and Max was still hurt…

…because of me.

I shook my head. I had also been staying away from the Cullens. Not because I think Max is staying with them—because I don't—but because Edward will know what's happened and probably dowse me in some animal blood and let his family loose.

I got to the park two minutes earlier than we had said we would meet, so I found a bench and sat down, waiting.

Max's POV

I found that park I had been looking for with a cup of Tim's coffee and Subway sub. I looked for a bench and what I saw made me want to run away. It was Jacob. I know what you're all thinking; Why would Jake make you want to run away? Well…I didn't really expect him to be there and I haven't seen him in what felt like an eternity and I wasn't quite finished with my apology speech. But the worst part? He looked normal. Not happy necessarily, but more…normal than I thought he would look.

I was about to go and look for another bench when I saw the stupid looking blonde chick with an obvious dye job and too tight clothes, walk over to Jake.

The thought of another girl coming into his life made my vision turn red, but I knew he wouldn't do that to me. He loves me. And if a girl showed interest in him he would politely tell them he wasn't single and loved someone else. I was 100% sure of it.

So I started walking over there. Maybe—even though we haven't talked—I could help him get rid of this witch; by the looks of it they had met before. I guess she just kept coming back.

When I got there, the girl was sitting on the left of Jake (A little too close if you ask me) so I walked more to the left.

"Hi Jake," I said, standing in front of him. He jumped a little, startled out of his conversation, and looked up at me, not looking me in the eye at all. I was suppressing the need to hyperventilate at the closeness me and Jake had. I wasn't touching him, no, but being this close was so nice. I had missed him so much, and seeing him now made me want to faint.

"Oh, uh, hey Max," He said, sounding…bored. Okay, well he probably sounded like that because he's tired because he hasn't been sleeping…and he's just really good at covering up the shadows under his eyes.

"So…what's up? How…how have you been?" I started playing with my hands.

The stupid blonde spoke up in a stupid voice. "Um, who are you? Jake, who is this?"

He looked over at the tree that was on the right. He spoke in a low voice, "I've been fine. Belle, this is Max. My friend."

Everything pretty much disappeared and I felt like I had never ever been hurt even close to this is my whole life. No attacks, no tests or needles, the only thing remotely close was when Iggy left, but that was completely different. Totally different.

The little devil—ahemBelle—smiled her stupid face off and put her stupid hand out, "Hi, Max, I'm Annabelle, Jake's girlfriend."

I stepped back, my eyes closing in pain. I'm sorry, I lied. This is the worst hurt I have ever experience. It was like every time I had gotten hurt, put together, timed by a billion and one and set on fire. It was like my whole being had just been ripped out of my body and all I had left was a carcass and a whole lot of pain. White pain. Everything was numb but it was hurting all the same.

I tilted my head back, keeping my eyes closed, in some sad attempt to keep the tears under my lids. It wasn't working, but I would not let this stupid being see my tears. So I ran blindly out of the park—running into numerous people—but I soon ran into a very hard something. I opened my eyes slowly and looked up to see Emmett's face.

His face wasn't the usual smirk or grin, but a sad look. Sympathetic. He took me into his arms and slowly led me off to a bit of forest, where he picked me up bridal side. Because it was around lunch time there were many people out, making it take longer to get home. And don't let anyone know…but I cried into Emmett's shirt the whole time.

When we got home it was still pretty bright out so it was maybe four…ish? Anyway, as the house got into view, I saw a car in the driveway that I hadn't seen before. I closed my eyes; I didn't want or need anyone talking to me or even being around me. I buried my face into the sweater Emmett had changed into halfway through the trip, trying to block away everything.

"Put her on the couch, under a blanket, I'll make sure everyone shuts up," I heard Edward's voice say, before I was put down onto what I guessed was the couch, and then a blanket was over me—just as Edward ha said.

The Cullen's house ten minutes later.

Alice was worried. Jasper was worried. Edward was worried. Sure, the rest could say they were, too, but they were…different. Alice had seen first hand what had happened. Yes, she couldn't see werewolves, but she could sure see Max…and what had happened. Jasper. Jasper may have it the worst. He could feel the despair and longing and hurt, betrayal, loneliness, and sorrow. Then Edward knew what was actually going on in her head. All her broken thoughts.

So they sat there, all thinking about what to do, when their guests finally spoke up.

"I'm sorry, maybe we should visit another time. We don't want to be a nuisance." The eldest said, grabbing his wife's hand.

Carlisle waved a hand, "No, please stay; we haven't seen each other in a century and I'm sure Max wouldn't want you to leave because of her. You, Ember and Tristain are welcome for as long as you'd like.

Ahhhhh!! I AM SO EXCITED! I KNOW WHAT IM ACTUALLY GOING TO DO NOW! Wooooh!

And yes, I know you all hate me right now, but too bad! You didn't tell me what you wanted so I decided for you.

But tell. Me. What. You. Think. PLEASE!

Thanks.

Team Jasper forever.

Iggy: Well that's new.

Me: Shut up. This chapter is longer, I deserve to do something different.

PS: I have a solo today at, like, 10:30, wish me good luck…I'll need it.

Oh, and Im sorry I didn't really look this over because I wanted to get it to you before school and as soon as possible.