Author's notes: Hey, I have other stories but I want to keep them in order, sorta. Anyway, I wanted another one with Jacob but this time with Alice or Rosalie but I couldn't think of a long enough chapter to make it worth doing. Then I thought that I would try others with Jacob, nothing, then this came to me, an all together different vein. Hope you like it.

You know who owns what by now right? All glory to God.

Chapter 5: 4 Ladies to Jacob

Leah

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"You know why I broke from the pack this morning." She paused than continue to ask. "Why did you break from them last night?"

"Didn't you just say you would try to be less annoying than Paul?"

"Yeah, right, working on that – so why?"

"So I won't kill you?"

"It was because of Bella, wasn't it, because you love -?"

"It's not just because of Bella. O.K? It's because it was wrong, Leah. Just wrong."

"Yeah!" Seth joined in.

"Butt out, little brother!"

"Look Leah, Sam was panicking last night." Jacob continued, ignoring the interruption by Seth.

"He didn't seem panic to me."

"Of course not!" Jacob replied amused. "A good leader never shows fear – but he was afraid of what Bella is carrying and he allowed that fear to make the decision for him and that's wrong."

There was a moment of awed silence from both of them before Leah had to bring it down a level.

"Good point, O Fearless Leader."

"Shut it, Leah." Jacob growled than phased back to human before he could hear her answer back. He pulled on his ragged shorts and started across the lawn to the big white house.

Bella

"Why?"

"Why what?"

Bella just stared at him not saying anything, but slowly tears began to roll down her face.

"Ahh, come on, Bella, don't cry!" he begged. "It's alright! I don't think Sam will attack now. You're safe now – well, sorta." He ended, looking at her extended belly.

"That not why, Jake." She exclaimed, wiping away the tears angrily. "You turned your back on everything you love for - ."

"Not everything." He interrupted. "And for the right reason, Bella. What Sam wanted to do was wrong. – He truly did feel that he was doing this to protect his people from an unknown, but that was what was wrong about it too. I mean, yeah," gesturing to her belly "it's an unknown but that doesn't necessary mean its evil."

"You agree with me!" Bella smiled joyfully at him. "It's not a monster."

"Whoa, oh no," He counted quickly. "It's a monster, alright."

"But you just said that you didn't…"

"It may not be evil" he interrupted her again. "But that doesn't mean I think that it's a sweet little baby either. It's a baby monster and babies do things they don't know are wrong. And this baby is strong and..."

"So you still think -." She interrupted him this time.

"It's gonna kill you." He continued when she stopped. "Yup. It's its nature after all."

"You're wrong." She argued. "It's not mine or Edward's nature to kill, Jacob. And he's a part of both of us so." She let the sentence hang there as they stared at each other.

"Hopefully, you're right." He finally answered her stare. She nodded at him and smiled.

Alice

"Why?"

"Why what?" Jacob answered groggily. Wasn't he sleeping? Yeah right – he was. He remembered, he was talking to the pixie when he fell asleep by the door. Maybe he should get up, go outside, phased, and go back to sleep as a wolf – Nah. He was sleeping already, so this must be a dream – oh good, that meant he could ignore the pixie, who was poking him in the ribs. Poke. Poke. Poke. And who was continuing to poke him in the ribs.

"What?" he growled in what he hoped was loud and fierce voice but in reality was barely above a hiss, not that it needed to be loud when the pixie poking him had excellent hearing.

"Why did you do it, Jake?" the pixie asked.

"You know why, Alice." He answered.

"Yeah, but was it just for Bella?" Alice asked.

"Well, no," Jacob began "I couldn't let them do anything to Carlisle either. I mean the man walked into enemy territory, daily, just to help one of them."

"You know he doesn't see you guys as enemies, right?"

"Yea, and that's why too and…"

"And?" she prompted when he paused.

"And," he began again. "I couldn't see Esme taken out liked that. I mean geesh that be like taking out Sue. She's a mom, for crying out loud." He huffed.

"Is that all?" Alice asked archly.

"Pretty much. Well I mean the rest and especially Blondie there can take care of themselves. So they'd be fair game."

"Me too, Jacob?" she asked torn between feeling proud that a werewolf thought she was fair game and sadden that he wanted to rip her head off too.

"Of course not!" he exclaimed shocked.

"Why not? I can handle myself." She was a little offended.

"Yea, I saw that, but, come on, it would be like ripping Tinkerbelle's head off, besides…" he trailed off not wanting to say it out loud.

"You like me!" she exclaimed joyfully. "You like me! You like me! You like me!" she began to bounce in time with her words.

"Sure, sure." He said then begged. "Come on, Alice. Quiet down and let a dog sleep here."

She stopped bouncing. She smiled and then whispered. "You like me."

Rosalie

"Why?"

Jacob looked from his "dog dish" to see Rosalie looking over her shoulder frowning at him. She shifted impatiently in her chair waiting for an answer.

"To." "Save." "Bella." He said to her slowly and clearly as if she couldn't understand him otherwise.

"NO!" she said furiously. "Why are you such a pain in the arse?"

"Oh!" he shrugged then grinned at her "I don't know. I'm just written that way, I guess."