Here it is...a few days later than I expected. I apologize for that but it's cold and flu season. A HUGE heartfelt thank you to both Kate Pedroso (now named Endlessly Drowning) and Heartbroken1 for all their input on this chapter. I apologize to the 20 or so readers who read this originally. It was a horrible mess and I hope that you enjoy this version more. I had to change so much that it's basically a brand new chapter. Let me know what you think.

Disclaimer: You've heard it all before, Stephenie is the god in Twilight world and I'm just a minion.

My heart had been beating so hard when I went out on a limb and asked Eden to dinner. It had been spontaneous, and as soon as I asked I realized how badly I was hoping, needing her to say yes. When she did my whole body threatened to jump right out of my skin. I thought for sure, I'd be able to fly.

The rest of the evening was spent reliving what had happened in those few minutes I'd spoken to her. Embry called and tried to give me a hard time, but even his childish teasing couldn't get me down.

Billy laughed at me too."Jake, if you don't stop smiling you're face is going to freeze that way." I snorted a sarcastic laugh and headed off to my room for what I knew would be a restless night's sleep.

The next morning, I woke up with the same stupid grin on my face. I felt like a complete moron, but I couldn't help the way my heart pounded whenever I thought of her, my imprint.

I hurried to answer the ringing phone. "Yeah."

I was surprised to hear Bella's voice saying that she'd be bringing lunch. My mind raced, searching for answers. Right, lunch with Bella. My heart dropped to my toes and a small shadow clouded my day. "Um, yeah, that'll be great. See you then."

My shoulders sagged. Part of me knew that we had to get together to salvage what was left of our friendship before she we went our separate ways. The other part of me didn't want to go.

I wasn't sure if that was because I was reluctant to let Bella go, or because I had Eden now. I just…didn't want to feel bad anymore, and it always seemed to happen when I was around Bella lately.

Then don't go. Just call her back and tell her you're busy.

But I couldn't do that. I'd never lied to Bella, and I wasn't going to start at the end. Fine, you're just going to have to deal with it then…besides, Eden will be back this afternoon.

My heart jumped at the thought and warmth spread through my body, while that same goofy smile lit up my face. As long as I could keep reminding myself of what I was looking forward to, if I could picture her face in my mind, I found that that same feeling would come back time and time again.

I climbed onto my beloved motorcycle, thinking Bella might enjoy a ride, and arrived at the border early. I cut the engine before kicking out the stand and swung one leg over, leaning against the bike.

Staring at the trees, I remembered all we'd gone through. Seeing Bella pull up in front of my place, asking me to help her with the bikes, teaching her to ride, turning into a wolf, protecting her, falling in love, and then watching it all go down hill…it felt weird to look back on that now. It was like watching the last six months play out like a movie in my mind; but it didn't hurt as much now. It all seemed like a lifetime ago; a different person's lifetime. Now all I saw was what the future might hold for me.

In the middle of my reminiscing, I heard the sound of a high pitched engine. The whine of it didn't catch my attention right away, but the scent of a vampire that came along with it did. I knew before turning around that it wasn't the Volvo.

I twisted my head to the side and stared in disbelief, keeping my face a mask of composure while irritation seeped from every pore in my body. I returned my gaze to the trees in front of me, refusing to look at the pair on the other side of the border.

You just couldn't help yourself, could you?

It was Edward and Bella, just like I'd expected. It was their transportation that was a surprise. Edward had pulled up on a huge, glossy black crotch rocket. Bella was behind him in her riding jacket and helmet, her arms wrapped tightly around his torso. I clenched my teeth as my hands flexed into fists and relaxed again. For a split second I considered walking over and telling her to just forget today, to go back home.

Riding was OUR thing…stupid, conniving bloodsucker!

I refused to look back in their direction, crossing my arms over my chest, feeling the muscles there tightening as well. I couldn't help but hear them saying their goodbyes. It was kind of like listening to my parents say goodbye when I was really little. It was so sickeningly sappy that it made my stomach go sour, and I felt like I wanted to puke; but it didn't hurt like I had expected it to, like it always had.

Then it hit me, I was irritated over the damn motorcycle more than Bella being with a vampire. Huh, that's new. But I forced myself not to dwell on it, I'd have time to do that later.

Knowing Edward could hear everything going on in my head, and that he wouldn't respond directly, I continued with my silent assault. Could you be any more pathetic? You make it sound like she's not coming back for days. Trust me, it won't be long before she'll be back in your cold, dead arms.

A loud roar from his engine and a squeal of tires was his only response as he raced away, before Bella had even reached me.

"What did you say to him?" she asked, frowning. "I thought you guys had gotten past this stuff."

"Dream on," I said, looking directly into her eyes, my face still hard. I tilted my head to the side. "Nice ride."

She blushed, which made her black eye appear even darker against her snowy white bandage, and looked at the ground. "He bought it a few months back. This is the first time we've ridden it." It almost sounded like she was trying to apologize without actually saying the words.

"Why today?" Of all days, why today? I felt a bit insulted.

"Carlisle didn't want me to drive after yesterday's accident, and it's so nice out. Edward thought it would be a good day for…he knows I miss it…the riding, I mean." She looked back at me, her eyes pleading for some kind of understanding.

"You've got your own bike, you know? You can have it back anytime you want."

A pained expression crossed her face. "It's not the same, Jake."

"What's not the same?" I asked, confused.

"It wouldn't be the same, riding with them. They're all speed freaks. You know Edward. He'd be hovering, making sure I didn't go splat on the concrete. I didn't have to worry about that with you." She smiled at her own humor.

I snorted once. "Yeah, I did let you 'go splat' once or twice, didn't I?" I softened a bit. "I haven't gone anywhere, Bella. Anytime you want to go for a ride, you know where to find me."

"You don't seem like you want to see me too much anymore." She looked back at the ground.

I sighed, all the irritation leaving me. I couldn't stand to hear or see her cry. It was a weakness of mine. I pulled her to me, giving her a light, friendly hug. That's when I realized she was wearing a backpack.

"My lunch better be in there, or you're in trouble," I said, patting the backpack. "I'm starving."

Bella's face broke into a slow, one-sided smile. "You're always hungry."

"Come on, let's get going." I swung over the bike and waited for her to climb up behind me before kick starting the engine. When it roared to life, I revved the engine. "At least mine's a classic."

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I pulled off the side of the road, near where we'd gone for Bella's riding lessons. "I figured we'd have lunch on the cliff if that's alright with you."

She took off her riding jacket, threw it over the bike, and placed the helmet on top. She was wearing a white cap sleeved t shirt and denim shorts with tennis shoes. She looked great, but I didn't feel that same pull to her that I'd felt in the past.

What a difference a few days can make.

"Sure, as long as you aren't planning to throw me off it," Bella joked. She bent over to shake out her ponytail and I realized that only a few weeks ago, it would have sent my heart into convulsions. But now, I was fine.

Part of me was relieved. I'd survive Bella leaving. I'd go on with my life. Knowing that would make it a little easier to say goodbye.

"If I remember correctly, you save your cliff diving for when there's a monsoon." I made a big production of looking at the skies. "No storm in sight."

It was in the eighties today with cool breezes coming off the water. It was cloudy, but rays of warm sunshine passed through here and there.

The previous comment earned me a little punch to the arm. "Hey, you better be careful. Wouldn't want you to break your hand again right before your wedding. Alice would track me down and maul me if you had to wear a cast with your dress."

Bella laughed and patted her backpack. "What you don't realize is that I have a nice little crowbar hidden in here. I came prepared today."

We walked along a small trail that led to the top of the cliff. I walked behind Bella to catch her if she were to fall. It was a short trip, but she stumbled more than a few times, and soon enough we were at the top. I laid out a thin blanket that I had with me before helping Bella take off the pack.

"Oh, this thing is heavier than it looks. You should have told me earlier, I would have carried it for you."

Bella sat, setting the backpack in front of her. "You eat a like a horse, so I had to make sure I had enough. Sorry though, I couldn't find a live cow for you."

I chuckled, remembering that night at the bonfire when Billy had told our tribal stories. "I'll survive without the cow, just this once. So…what did you make me?" I asked eagerly, rubbing my hands together.

"Welllll…I didn't exactly make it," she said as she pulled out container after container of food. Everything looked and smelled fantastic. There was homemade bread, fresh fruit, a pasta salad, cold fried chicken, and apple crisp amongst other little things.

"You shouldn't have gone to all the trouble to buy it," I said.

Bella hesitated before smiling widely. "I didn't. Esme has been trying her hand at cooking for me. It's amazing how good it is, considering she can't eat what she makes and she has no ability to 'season to taste'."

I froze halfway through her little explanation, my light mood suddenly gone. "You're kidding, right?"

She made a face at me. "Oh, give it a rest, Jake. It's not like they're going to poison you."

I wasn't so sure. I didn't move except to eye the food cautiously.

Bella huffed. "For crying out loud, if they were going to mess with the food they'd have to worry about me eating it too. Here." She took a bite out of almost everything. "See, there…I was your official taste tester. You know, for a big bad wolf, you're kind of a wuss."

I couldn't help but laugh, considering she'd said her entire little speech with her mouth full. "Ok, ok."

I reluctantly bit into the fried chicken and immediately my mouth watered. It was incredible. She looked at me expectantly. "Not bad," I said with a smile.

She rolled her eyes. "Sure, that's what I'll tell Esme. 'You went to all the trouble to pack this for a werewolf and all he could say was it wasn't bad.' She'll be disappointed."

"Fine, it's probably the best fried chicken I've ever had," I said before devouring the rest of the chicken breast, tossing the bone aside, and picked up another piece. "Better?"

"Absolutely."

We ate in companionable silence for a few minutes before curiosity got the best of me. "How did Edward take the news?"

"News?"

"About your accident." I forked a huge bite of apple crisp into my mouth and almost groaned in pleasure. I wonder if Eden can cook like this. If she can I'll have died and gone to heaven.

Bella instantly smiled. "Ah. Well, Alice wanted to take me to the hospital to get stitches since everyone who had gone to med school was hunting. I refused, but I didn't want to call Edward either, so I tried to convince Esme to do it. Esme had the needle and thread ready when Alice saw it leaving a scar. So she chickened out and called Carlisle," she relayed the story, laughing the whole time.

I could see Alice freaking out over a scar for the wedding. I laughed along with her before going back to my food.

I downed everything she'd packed, even going so far as to lick my fingers so I wouldn't spare a crumb. I would never say it aloud, but it was probably the best meal I'd ever had.

Bella had finished long before I did and sat there, staring out over the water.

"What's on your mind?"

She shrugged. "Lots of stuff…it's hard to explain."

"You can try."

She hesitated, sounding more unsure than I'd ever heard before. "So much has happened over such a short period of time. Looking back over the past year…it's just all gone by so fast."

I stayed silent. No one was forcing her into this decision, it was hers to make. She'd heard it from me before, and I knew saying it again would upset her. Then it hit me. What would I do if she didn't go through with it?

I'd imprinted and already I knew how strong that attraction was, how it would only get stronger. If she didn't go through with her plans to be a Cullen, I wouldn't be there for her in the way I'd originally thought I would be.

Instantly, I felt guilty. Partly for hoping she would change her mind, for hoping she wouldn't, and for the damper my imprint had been put on the feelings I had for her. I loved every single part of Bella, but not the way I once did. I knew those feelings were nothing more now than those for a very close friend. A large part of it had to do with the imprint I knew, but part of it was because I'd felt abandoned by her when Billy was in the hospital.

"Are you…having doubts?" I asked. My heart raced with panic, my mind trying to come up with any possibility of how to react if that was her choice.

She shook her head immediately. "No, not at all. But even after I'm turned, there are things…"

Disappointment and relief mixed inside, causing fresh guilt to wash over me. "What things?"

"Things I'll miss," she said carefully.

I paused, not wanting to ask, afraid of what she might say.

She sighed and turned her body towards me, crossing her legs and picking at her shorts. "I'd always thought I wouldn't be giving anything up if Edward turned me, but since it won't be long now I've been thinking about it more and more."

She paused, twiddling her fingers. "I'm going to miss my mom. I've gotten used to living without her, but knowing I can't see her once I turn makes it hard. And Charlie…I'm so glad I came to live here, to spend the time with him that I did. I know they both worry about me, and they're going to worry more over time, when they don't see me for years on end." She looked down as tears started to well in her eyes. "Alice said eventually we'll have to fake my death, and I can only imagine what it's going to do to them."

I couldn't help myself. I pulled her close. "I'm sorry." For the first time I got a real idea of how difficult her choice had to be. Leave the one you love, or leave the rest. If someone told me I'd have to choose between Eden or my friends and family, it would be the hardest choice of my life.

She sniffed. "Eventually everyone I know will die."

I nodded and shrugged. "That's life, Bella…for everyone but vampires anyway."

"And for werewolves," Bella added, pulling away from me with a small smile.

I frowned and shook my head. "I guess it's possible, but I don't want to live forever. The people I love aren't immortal, and I wouldn't be able to handle losing everyone."

I'd lose Billy, my sisters, some of the wolves, all of their spouses, and, eventually, Eden. I didn't want to imagine it, not when we were just starting to get to know each other. I didn't want to think of losing that. I couldn't right now.

She nodded, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. "I know, Jake. I was just kidding. It's just really hard to talk to Edward about this stuff. You know he'd just think it's one more reason I should just stay human, but…that doesn't mean I haven't thought about it a lot lately."

"I'm sure. You're going to die, and you're thinking about life…makes sense," I said. I was just joking about the dying part, trying to lighten things up.

She scowled and smacked me again. "Thanks for reminding me," she paused, blushing. "…thanks for listening too."

I shrugged. "I'm your friend, Bella, it's what I do." I'd reminded her who I was, and now I needed some answers. "To be honest, though, I was surprised you even wanted to see me. We hadn't seen each other or talked in so long..."

Bella sighed, seeming to understand where I was going with the conversation. "I'm sorry, Jake."

I sat back, leaning on my hands behind me. I waited for her explanation, knowing I would forgive her either way, but needing to hear it.

"Charlie told me how upset you were. I'm so sorry. Jake… I thought it would be better for everyone. I swear," she said quietly, staring at the ground.

That caught me off guard. I figured she would give me a long explanation about planning for her wedding and her conversion. Instead I get this??

"You thought it would be better to spend weeks in the hospital, my father on the verge of dying, and not having one of my best friends around?" I couldn't believe she was saying this. The anger and hurt that I'd felt before was creeping back in when I glared her. "Yeah, so much better."

"No. I called, Jake. I left messages. I asked Charlie every night about how Billy was doing. I just…I couldn't come to the hospital." She pulled her knees up to her chest, hugging them tight.

I felt betrayed. "I was there for you, Bells. I've always been there when you needed me. That was a rough time and I could have used the same thing."

The heat in my words was cutting her deep. She had buried her head in her knees and I felt a jerk as her shoulders started shaking.

"I need to understand," I pushed, trying to persuade her to continue.

She raised her head slightly and sat her chin on her knees. Her eyes were rimmed red and her cheeks wet. She kept her eyes on the ground as she spoke. "I knew that if I came to the hospital, I would want to be there for you, to try to comfort you. I don't think I could have avoided it. I was afraid that it would draw us closer, and that it would make things harder for both of us in the end, Jake. And I've made a promise to Edward…I figured I would end up hurting everyone again."

I laid flat on my back and stared up at the sky. I'd never thought about it from that angle before. Still, a small part of the resentment I felt was there, gnawing at me. "It ended up hurting everyone anyway," I said softly. I looked over at her as her shoulders dropped.

"Yeah, it did. I felt so bad about not being there for you that I was miserable, which made Edward feel bad…and we know how you felt. I guess there was no right answer." She turned towards me, leaning on one arm. "Jake, I'm so sorry. Please…please tell me you'll forgive me."

She looked so dejected, so desperate for forgiveness. I pulled her down next to me, tucking her head in the crook of my arm.

"I was so angry with you. I couldn't understand why you'd do that. I'm not saying what you did makes any sense to me…but I could never stay mad at you forever. In our case, forever is a very long time," I said with a chuckle.

I felt her laugh once before sighing. "Does that mean I'm forgiven?"

"Hmmm, I think that's a safe assumption." There was no point holding a grudge. She would be leaving soon, and I would be moving on. It reminded me of what Leah had said. 'Life is too short.'

"Thank you, Jake," she said softly.

After a moment, I cleared my throat. "So…how are wedding plans coming along?"

She groaned. "Ugh. Alice is going crazy with it." She went on to describe moment after horrific moment of decisions on placeware, dresses, flowers, pictures, lighting… Remembering Emily's reaction to wedding planning made me think that Alice's obsessive planning would be better spent with Emily than Bella.

"It will all be over soon. You've only got what…three weeks to go?"

"Yeah. Hey, that reminds me. Edward told me he sent you an invitation and we haven't heard from you or your dad yet. Are you coming?"

I adjusted myself, pulling my arm out from under her head, and sat up. "I'm not sure about Billy, but me…ahhhhh, I don't think so, Bella. No offense, but that's asking a little too much."

I knew that the deep ache, the longing, I'd once felt for Bella was no more, but part of me still loved her, and I wasn't a masochist. Seeing her marry a leech was going past my point of self control. A large part of me still believed she was throwing her life away.

"I understand," she said, though she sounded disappointed. "I guess vampire-werewolf relations have gone about as far as they're going to, huh?"

I chuckled. "I guess you could put it that way. But I do hope your wedding day goes well. Don't trip over your dress."

She sat up next to me, laughing. "Don't make me pull out my crowbar," she threatened.

"Speaking of weddings. Are you coming to Sam and Emily's? Emily told me she sent you an invitation." I was honestly hoping she would. She had made friends with most of the wolves and their companions. I knew she was welcome.

She hesitated before finally shrugging. "I'd like to, but I don't know if we'll be around. I guess we'll see when the time comes."

She snuck a peek at her watch and sighed. "I'd better be getting back." She knelt and started stuffing the containers into the backpack.

It struck me that this just might be the last time I would ever see Bella, and I wanted to be honest with her. I grabbed her arm, stopping her from getting up. "Bella, there's one more thing I need to tell you."

She took one look at my face and her expression turned serious. She sat down slowly, a wary look on her face. "Ok…"

Where do I start? I sat for a second, trying to figure out how to tell her what was on my mind, about what had happened over the past few days. "I figured that I need to be honest with you, and you deserve to hear it."

When she'd come to the house after I'd been injured we'd talked about how she might feel if I imprinted. At one point I'd actually convinced myself that if I ever imprinted I would never tell her in hopes of making it easier for her to leave. I'd wanted her to feel bad about leaving me behind. But now I realized that not telling her would be beyond dishonest, it would be mean.

"Uh oh…nothing good ever came from words like that." She actually looked a bit worried.

I took a deep breath, and jumped right into my explanation. "When my dad came home from the hospital, he needed extra help with his injury. He needed to have a nurse come and work with him…" She stared at me, tipping her head to the side and furrowing her brows in confusion. "It was completely unexpected, but…I imprinted, Bella."

Instantly shock covered her face. Her eyes flew open and her mouth flew open in an 'O' of surprise.

I sat there in silence, letting her process what I'd just told her. I had no idea how she was going to react to this. She really had two options and both of them scared me to death. If she stood up and stormed out of my life, it would break my heart. But if she wished me good luck with the woman who was to be my soul mate, that would hurt too. I waited, biting nervously on my lip.

It took her a few minutes to respond again. She just sat there, still as a statue, just looking down at her hands. When she did, she spoke so softly I almost didn't hear her. "What's her name?" She stared in my direction, eyes unfocused.

"Eden," I said simply. I loved the way it rolled off my tongue. Immediately, images of her flashed through my mind.

"When?"

"A few days ago."

Had it only been a few days? It seemed like weeks, months. She was already a part of me that I couldn't let go. It was kind of scary how fast it happened.

"Does she know yet?" Her voice broke through my trance, and I found her looking at me, her expression unreadable. "About the imprint, I mean."

I shook my head. "She doesn't know about any of this…yet. I'm hoping to fill her in on most of it sometime soon, but I'm afraid it might scare her away."

That was the truth and it worried me enough to twist my stomach in knots. I was afraid she'd go running for the hills when she found out I could turn into a big, hairy dog, and that my main job was to rip bloodsucking vampires apart. It would sound insane to her very logical mind, and I could just imagine her face when she heard it. The last thing I wanted to do was blow my future with her.

"I didn't run…Emily and Kim didn't run," Bella said, looking out over the water.

I laughed. "Well, it wouldn't be so hard to believe if you already know about vampires," I reminded her. "Kim had fallen for Jared way before he imprinted, so she wasn't too freaked. Emily took a little longer…"

"So give her a little time," she said. She looked as if she was forcing a smile.

"I know, but…I can't even explain what its like," I said, the goofy grin back. I really couldn't, and even if I could it might feel strange explaining my love for a woman I'd just met when, not more than a month ago, I'd declared my love for Bella. I blushed red, a little embarrassed.

Bella bit her lower lip and cocked her head slightly to the side. "What's she like?"

I smiled. I knew Bella was trying, and that all of this might be hard for her. I was glad that she was asking, though. I looked out over the water, speaking quickly as I described Eden. If I was a woman I'd describe it as 'gushing'.

"Like I said, she's a nurse, and older than I am. She's from Wisconsin, and Native American too. She's amazingly beautiful and has gorgeous green eyes…" I stopped myself when I looked back in Bella's direction. She was biting her lip again, looking as if she wanted to cry.

I put my hand on her shoulder. "What's wrong?" But I knew what was wrong. I'd gone too far.

She waved me off and reached a hand up to smooth her hair. "Nothing, I…it…I'm…" She stopped herself and cleared her throat. "I'm happy for you, Jake. Truly…but it's still hard to hear. Now I can imagine how you might have felt when I'd talk about Edward."

I laughed. "Are you telling me you're jealous?"

She scowled at me. "Maybe…a little. I already told you I probably would be." She sighed. "Is that selfish of me?"

I smiled. "A little…but I'm ok with selfish." I hadn't meant to make Bella jealous, but I couldn't say that I was sorry she was. It meant she still cared.

She hid herself behind her hands and laughed. "Well, then you're good." She paused, "I'm happy for you. I hope she realizes what she's got in front of her."

I had that same hope, but I wasn't going to discuss that, or my fears right now, so I just nodded my agreement. "I'll finish packing the stuff if you want to call him to meet us."

She got up and dug a small silver cell phone from her pocket. She made a quick call and then led the way back to the bike. I let her carry the backpack, since it was practically weightless now that the food was gone.

I handed her the riding jacket and then the helmet. She hesitated before putting it on. "I'm glad you told me, Jake...I guess it's a good thing everything worked out like it did."

I knew she meant it was a good thing she didn't end up with me because of the imprint. I'd been waiting for her to say something like that, but hoping that she wouldn't. It might be true, but I still didn't want to hear it. I could feel my irritation flare. "Why'd you have to go there, Bells?"

She raised her eyes to mine, her forehead wrinkling in confusion. "Go where?"

"You know what I mean…using this to make yourself feel better about your choice."

Her face turned red and her eyes blazed. "I didn't mean it that way."

I snorted my disbelief. "Then how did you mean it?"

She crossed her arms and cocked her hip. "I'm happy with my choice, Jake, but that doesn't mean I didn't wish I had some way to make you happy too. I'm glad that everything worked out this way because now we all have a chance for it…for happiness."

I waited, sizing up what she'd said against her body language. Maybe I overreacted.

She stood there, waiting for a response.

I sighed, not wanting to ruin a perfectly good day. "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry that you even thought that of me." She was still a bit huffy, but she pulled her helmet on and climbed on behind me.

I kicked the bike to life and pulled up the kickstand. She wrapped her arms as far as she could around my torso. I put a hand on one of hers, talking over my shoulder. "I'm glad you came today."

"Me too, Jake," she said, leaning forward to prop her head against my back.

I drove off towards the border, trying to figure out how I would say goodbye to her. I was so distracted that the border was right in front of me before I knew it. I was amazed we'd gotten there in one piece. I didn't remember a single part of the ride.

Edward was already waiting on the other side, leaning patiently against his bike. I didn't bother kicking down the stand as Bella got off. She pulled off her helmet and stood beside me.

"Am I going to see you again?" It felt so strange, waiting to say goodbye to one of the best friends I'd ever known, my first love. It would be easier than I thought, but not that easy.

"I don't know, Jake. Do you want me to call when we…finalize all the plans?"

I nodded and hesitated before hugging her tightly. "Bye, Bells."

She wrapped her arms around mine for a moment and then let go. "Bye, Jake." She turned around and walked towards her future as I spun the bike around, riding towards mine.

This was by far the hardest chapter I've written because everything just felt so wrong at first. Thanks to Cygos for giving me the extra nudge I needed to make sure I didn't leave crap on this site. I just hope it's better and that it feels more in character now. I need to go back and reread New Moon and Eclipse to get a better feeling for Jacob again. Therefore, between that and work it might be two weeks before I post another chapter. Please be patient with me. Thanks for reading!