Hey I hope everyone had an amazing week mine was INTENSE!! LOL.. I went on a school camping trip… anyways..

Disclaimer: No, I don't own the characters and the books Ms. Meyers does… blah blah blah… god if I didn't think money crazed lawyers would come after me I would completely leave this out…

Okay this chapter is a little slow, but has meaning I promise…

Recap: I could only nod, and sank down to my knees. I ruined everything. Jake, Sam, Quil, the Cullens, him. I gasped for breath that was being viciously ripped out of me by the hole shredding through my torso. The last thing I heard was Quil soft voice screaming, "God Sam! What did you do to her! Bella?! Bella?!" I tried to reply but nothing came out of my mouth that felt it was being filled with un-inhaled air. I felt my body start shaking and I let the tearing feeling bring me with it into the dark, unfeeling, coldness I wanted. "Oh God. Mom!"

Then it went black, all I could feel was the newly found warm comfort that I lay against.

As I mulled over everything that had occurred, I dreamt of him.

Dream:

I was in Jacob's room, sometime before he died, his muscular chest rose and fell gently with his sleeping breath. I tried to walk over to him, to cradle him and hug him and tell him it was all okay, but my feet felt glued to the floor. I tried to scream to him, to tell him I was sorry but my throat only restrained my mouth from opening.

I felt trapped. Trapped in my body, standing in a corner when I should be protecting my best friend from the world, or what was my world. I almost felt myself crumple as I thought this to myself. I am protecting my sunshine, my brother, my best friend from him.

In the middle of that thought, something crashed through the window. Glass flew everywhere, and in an instant Jacob was up crouched on his small bed, menacing

growls coming from his shaking body. The other creature that had hurtled into the window was in the opposite corner of the room bent down into a lunging position.

I immediately recognized the scene for what it was, I was seeing the night Edward killed Jacob. My throat burned as I struggled as hard as I could to scream at Edward to not touch my Jake, but no sound came.

I had never seen Jacob look so threatening in his still human form, no doubt to try and save what he could of his room. His eyes were stitched to the cold form in the corner, his muscled tensed, his entire being shaking. The vampire in the other side of the room was baring his razor sharp, venom-dripping teeth that gleamed with the light of the moon. His hard shell of a body looked as if it had been carved from stone, statuesque in his intimidating position.

"She's mine and will always be mine, you dog, I'll leave you here alive if you promise to stay as far away from her as is possible." He said from where he was, across the seemingly crowded room. His statement was most likely in response to something he heard from Jacob's thoughts. I watched intently trying with all my might to somehow reach Edward or Jacob to tell them to impede what was close to taking place.

"Never! You left her in pieces and I made her one again. She will realize that eventually and see you for what you truly are you LEECH! She will cower away from you and run to me, she loves you but she loves me more, you're keeping her from what she wants!" Jacob said out loud for whatever reason in an almost whisper. I could see the fear in his eyes as Jake voiced these words.

My heart both pained and swelled from Jacob's words, he had made me one again, he had taken my pieces and tried to help me, he did help me, I would have died without him. But, when this was happening days before would I have taken Jake over him? My body cringed as I accepted the true answer. No, I would have stayed with him.

"I love you Jacob, I love you so much! I am so so sorry! I love you, Goodbye," I thought as hard as I could, hoping that somehow he would hear me.

His head turned to mine for a moment and I thought he had heard me, but it was interrupted by a ominous roar.

As I watched, Jacob lunged at the marble being and they both collided in what had to be the most horrifying moment of my life.

My body dropped to the hard floor, as I saw both of my once loved, fly through the broken window fighting in a horrendous battle.

Finally, my throat released and I screamed as loud as I could, "Edward, NO!"

"No, no Edward! Don't! Please!" I screamed. For some reason I felt myself being rocked. By something incredibly warm against me.

"Bella? Bella, shhhhh, it's okay, it's okay," It wasn't the voice I had been expecting. I recognized it but couldn't place exactly whom it was. "Bella, open your eyes, it's okay," I was confused. Open my eyes? They were open. I was about to protest, but when I tried to lift my eyelids further, I was surprised to see a brightly lit room around me.

I looked around and panicked, Where am I!? Where's Jake?! I felt fear pool up inside me. "Help!" I screamed and sat up abruptly.

"Bella? Help you what? What's wrong Bella?" I turned around towards the voice and saw Quil right behind me. I looked down and realized I was sitting in his warm lap. "Bella?" his voice was so soothing, so I lay gently onto his chest and noticed that my entire body was shaking. "It's okay,"

"Oh Quil," I whispered, and started sobbing. He rubbed small circles on my back and continually asked me what had happened.

After at least twenty minutes my tears had run dry and my throat ached from breathing unevenly. I leaned against Quil's deliciously warm body and tried to calm myself.

"Bella?" Quil asked softly into my ear. I looked up into his gorgeous hazel eyes in response. "What happened? One minute you looked scared to death of Sam the next you were passed out, and just now you started screaming." He looked into my eyes searching for an explanation. He was truly concerned, it melted my heart a little to know that he cared.

"Quil, I don't know, I just, I-" I didn't truly know what had happened exactly myself.

"You can tell me, Bella. Please. Do you trust me?" He asked capturing my small hand in his.

I nodded my head truthfully. I really did trust him for some reason. I trusted him with everything, and I barely knew him. I smiled at him and thought twice about what I was going to tell him and decided the entire story was the best explanation. So I explained everything from the time when Sam started talking, to when I woke up.

During the story, there were parts that I would have to stop and take a deep breath before continuing, especially the parts about him. Every time I did this, Quil would grab my hand or rub my back, to make sure I knew he was still there for me. And every time, my heart grew more and more attached to the werewolf whose lap I was sitting in, being coaxed into telling the most painful nightmare I had ever had. And for whatever reason I was fine with this. I could feel the holes both Jacob and he had created being in filled in fully.

When the story was over I stared at Quil. His eyes were downcast probably thinking over everything I had thrown at him. "Do you think I'm crazy?" I half joked half asked.

"Never." He grabbed my hands from their position in my lap and I cocked my head to the side in question. "Bella, I have to tell you something."

"Okay?" I asked straightening my posture a bit.

"Bella, since the first time I met you, I thought you were amazing. I never agreed with Sam when he thought that you were a bad influence around here when Edward left you." I cringed a little from the bad memory that, that blatant statement brought up. He paused immediately, "I'm sorry Bella, I know you don't like that, I just forgot for a minute I'm sorry." He looked into my eyes pleading and I smiled gently and nodded signaling my absolve. "Okay," He smiled and shifted me in his lap so I was sitting where I could look into his eyes. "Bella, I was madder at him, for leaving you than Jake was. If that's possible." I chuckled to myself at that thought. "I feel something with you Bella, like we are meant for each other." I let out a breath I had been holding and looked down at our entwined hands.

I felt something but was that it? Were we meant for each other? I mean that's what I had thought about him to but this was different. I don't feel anything that would make me scared about being with him but still could that be it? I don't know. "Quil, I- I- I just don't know," I said shaking my head.

"That's okay Bella." Quil exhaled, "Really, that's fine. I just wanted you to know, you know, what I thought," I smiled at his comment and gave him a hug.

"Maybe, Quil, maybe." I said quietly, I felt his body fill with a breath and could almost feel him smile. I almost fell asleep right then and there.

"You don't have to stay with me you know." Quil said almost too quietly to be heard as if he didn't want me to catch it.

"I want to Quil, really." I looked up at him still lying against his chest and he smiled warmly at me.

"Okay, Bella, what ever you want." And at that moment I had a feeling that here was something between Quil and I. Something I was going to fight like hell for, and I knew I wasn't leaving his side unless it was absolutely needed.

His large hand stroked my brown hair and I nuzzled my cheek against his chest trying to capture as much of his warmth as I could.

We sat together for awhile as I finally got a look around one side of the room I was in. It was pretty small from what I could see, the walls were painted light blue with dark green stripes from what I could make out of the spots that weren't cluttered with hunting posters. We were sitting together on a queen sized bed that had a denim light blue comforter on top, and there were matching pillows where Quil leaned. I smiled and laughed to myself when I saw a small and very dirty teddy bear sitting on top of a stack of CDs in the corner of his room.

As I sat and memorized the room I heard a small knock at the door. I sat up slightly and turned to see Fleur open the door. She had a plate of what looked to be oatmeal raisin cookies in her hand and she smiled widely when she saw that I was awake.

"Hello hunny, I'm glad you're awake I was worried about you." I smiled and nodded my head in thanks. "Quil, why don't you show her the guest room?"

"Alright Mom," Quil said almost as if he was annoyed. We both said thank you when she set the plate of pastries on the side table.

When Fleur closed the door behind her, Quil lifted me up from his lap and set me beside him to grab the plate. He offered one to me and I took it graciously not having realized how hungry I was.

As we both sat on his bed, eating the delicious cookies, Quil asked me questions about my life some were hard to answer and some were as easy as favorites. I was content, no, I was happy. Very happy.

I laughed at Quil when he got crumbs on his chin and he found my most ticklish spot in one try. We were comfortable with each other and I knew that this time I wouldn't willingly choose someone over the La Push boy that I had so quickly came to adore.

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