Let me announce this fact: I like Jacob. I was Team Switzerland since the first book. However, there was also no way I would pass up a chance like this.


Edward sighed. They were going too slow for him. He wanted to make sure Bella was ok, and it was taking too long. Not to mention Alice couldn't even tell if they would make it home, having her vision obscured by a statue and a straw man.

"The yellow brick road goes through the forest," Alice said.

Edward shrugged. "So, let's go!"

Not far into the woods, a low growling sound came from behind the trees. An enormous red-brown wolf jumped out. Emmett cowered in fear, but the others, having been made of stone/tin, had nothing to be afraid of.

Edward growled back, and the wolf whimpered. Then, it started crying and talking.

"Why'd you do that?" he demanded. "I was just trying to get you out of my f-forest…"

"Jacob Black?" Alice and Edward asked in unison.

"Who's Jacob Black?" Emmett asked.

The wolf cowered away from the vampires. "Y-You s-smell funny," he whimpered.

"So do you," Edward muttered.

"I don't want to hurt you," Carlisle told the wolf. "None of us do."

Edward opened his mouth to disagree, but was silenced with a sharp jab in the ribs from his sister. It didn't hurt him, but the crack made Jacob jump.

"What was that?" he demanded, spinning around. His fur was standing up in every direction.

Edward crossed his arms. "Alice, don't you dare."

Alice shrugged. "It was just a suggestion, Edward."

"There is no way I'm going to follow some nonexistent road with the werewolf! I don't care if he's Bella's best friend in real life, because I'm ready to bet he and Isabella have no friendship at all in this place!"

Emmett, Carlisle, and now Jacob were all watching as the siblings argued, Jacob forgetting all his fears.

"Do they do this often?" Carlisle asked Emmett.

Emmett shrugged. "Not sure. Maybe."

Edward sighed at the same moment. "All right, all right, we'll take him along. But if he gets attacked by anything, we are leaving him behind."

Alice rolled her eyes.

"And don't call me that," Edward snarled.

*

Meanwhile, up in a beautiful castle, a blonde witch examined the pack(if you'll forgive the expression) of travelers through a crystal ball.

Rosalie sighed. "It wouldn't have to be like this if Little Miss Sparkle had just surrendered," she said to herself. "She's only made it that much harder."

Waving her fingers over the ball, Rosalie put a spell over a field of poppies. They seemed to quiver slightly from her magic.

*

"Wow, they're pretty," Emmett observed, looking at the field of poppies.

Edward sniffed. "They don't smell right to me," he stated.

Alice followed her brother's action, and wrinkled her nose. "Edward's right. These things stink, and I've never liked the smell before."

Jacob gave the vampires a weird look. "I'll admit, they do smell different, but there's not much we can do about..."

He didn't say the last word, and collapsed into sleep.

Carlisle prodded the sleeping animal gently. "Should we carry him?" he asked.

"Forget that, he's too heavy!" Emmett protested. Despite his large straw muscles, he was still only a scarecrow. "We could leave him, and maybe the Wizard can wake him up."

"I don't think so," said Edward, remembering the actual story.

Alice took a deep breath and called, "ISABELLA!"

"Isabella?" Edward asked, stunned. "Why Isabella?"

"Isabella might be our last hope," Alice informed him. "If Jacob is to come with us, he has to wake up. The vampire smell didn't work, and we can't carry him."

"We could," Edward reminded her, but was distracted by the snowflakes falling quickly through the air and landing on everything and everybody. He could have sworn he caught a little of Isabella's scent with them - almost exactly like her human counterpart in Forks, but much less tempting to Edward.

Jacob twitched, yawned, and finally stood up. He blinked sleepily before shaking the snow off of his fur. "Well, are we going to see the Wizard or not?"