My vision, premonition, dream, or whatever it was, shook me to the core. It was an out of body experience, blurry and foreign, but it was real. I had to talk to Jake, I just had to.

I walked into the La Push's school cafeteria during lunch. "I'm looking for Jake Black," my voice cracked and I started to tear up.

He got up and wrapped me in a warm hug. "What's wrong, May?"

I almost didn't say it, but I got on my tip-toes like a ballet dancer and whispered, "I've seen something."

"What?" he replied with a low hiss.

"Can your friends hear us?" I hissed back.

"They'll find out anyway." He led out into the hall. "What do you mean by 'seen'?" he asked as we walked outside.

I pulled off my gloves and instantly felt more naked then I had been the night before. "You're not the only one with secrets, Jake."

"You're hiding scars." He shrugged. "You've got one on your left thigh too. They're all little moons."

"No, I don't think I do." I looked at my legs. "I wasn't—hurt—there." I didn't say the word 'bit' because I didn't want to explain James and that lot.

"It's older. Faint. Like you got when you were little. Like the one on your elbow from when you fell into the screen door that summer when I was five."

"You remember that? Wait," I blinked. Something weird was going on. "YOU WERE LOOKING AT MY THIGHS?"

"I didn't mean to." His face went ash. "I saw it and I was worried. You always wear those gloves. I didn't know you had others. How'd you get them?"

My heart started to pound. You only got the moon scars from vampire venom. How could I have been bitten when I was little and not remember and why hadn't I become a vampire? Worse yet, who bit me? I shrugged. "I don't know," I lied. "I probably tripped some where." He still looked upset. "Hey," I said, hugging him again. "I'm not mad. It's just hormones."

"I'll do whatever I need to," he replied back. "Whatever you need me to do, I'll do it. I just want you to be happy."

"Huh?" Where did that come from? "Jake, have you had meningitis or something? 'Cause that sounds crazy."

He was looking at me, half amused and half confused. "Liza, I know you're not used to hearing stuff like this and believing it, but—" He took a deep breath.

"Don't say it!" I ordered, playfully. "My confessions first please."

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"So," Jake said softly and slowly. "You're a witch."

"Sort of," I muttered back. "I can do things that most people can't." I had neglected to mention the fact that I got my powers from vampires. "As long as I can concentrate."

"Like read minds and see the future."

"Yeah." I sighed. "But I've only just started the second one."

"Why am I being so cool about this?" Jake asked himself, quietly. As he looked backed at me, he said, "You've been telepathic for a while."

"Yeah," I said. "I've already told you this, Jake."

"I'm sorry. This is just so—"

"Unexpected?" I offered. "You should have seen me when Ed—when I first figured it out." I smiled. "I was a mess."

Jake and I sat in silence for a moment. "Eliza-May," he whispered, "When you came in, you said you saw something. What did you see?"

I thought for a moment. "A room and people. Lots of people. We were there, but I'm not sure why yet. Something was wrong. We were in trouble, I think."

Jake looked at me in disbelief. "You don't know where we were."

"No," I muttered, "but I was showing and I think I know who we were with." I watched his face for a moment, but he didn't speak. "I just don't know why they were with us."

He took my chin in his palm. "The Cullens?" he asked, looking me in the eyes. I nodded and held three fingers. "Which ones?" his voice grew dark and angry.

"I'm not sure," I admitted, wrenching my chin out of his hand. "I don't—I didn't—know them very well and the image was blurry." I shook my head and started to back away. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told you all that." The tears sung in my eyes, making me blink. I had to stay away from Jake to keep my vision from coming true. It was that easy. Alice had said they all depended on choices. "I have to go now. I'm in trouble already."

Jake read the horror on my face. "May, are you okay?" he whispered, coming closer. "Have I said something wrong?"

"No, Jake." I continued walking backward. "It's me, not you. I promise; we can hang out once I'm sure that the danger is over." I held my arms out, keeping him at arm's length. "Once I've had the baby. I promise."

Jake watched me, but stopped moving. "Why are you so scared of this—vision—of yours?"

"Jake," I stopped moving too. "I can't explain without having to explain them."

"I know all about the Cullens," he said, gently stepping forward to take my arms, "and what they did to you. We're not going to let anyone hurt you, May. You're safe here." He wrapped his arms around me. "I won't let them hurt you."

"They were in trouble too Jake," I corrected in a whisper, letting his chest take in my tears. "But I can't tell if we were with humans or their type. I'm more scared of them, whoever they are; then I am of Victoria."

He raised an eyebrow. "Victoria…?"

"Red-headed one of them," I replied, softly. "She wants Bella dead. Like really dead."

Jake stepped back and held me at arm's length. "So, that's why she's here."

"She's here," I repeated in a monotone. Ah, crap! "Here?"

"That's what I said," he replied gently. "We've got this under control, don't worry."

"Victoria is dangerous, Jake. I can't do what I did before—"

"Before?"

"James, her mate, bit me."

Jake started to shake. "One of them bit you." His voice was gruff, hard and angry.

"Jake," I said quickly, "don't worry he's gone."

"Gone?"

"I would have said dead, but I'm not sure if they work like that. Ed—Cullen—dealt with him."

"Ed?" Jake asked. "Those creatures have names?" His voice dripped with disgust.

"They all do." His expression didn't waver. He didn't believe me. "HEY!" I yelled angrily. I shoved him, but he didn't budge. "They were human once too, Jake. None of them are the way they are because they want to be."

"I'm sorry," he managed to mutter.

"No, you're not." I turned my back to him. "Don't lie to me."

He put his warm hands on my shoulders. "May, they're the reason we're the way we are."

"I don't like them either." I replied. "But they're still people, kinda. And we're not fully human either. You're not, at least. I'm not sure about myself yet. It's not our business to judge them. Blood's not a lifestyle for them. It's their food. I only hate one of them, and it's not because they're leeches. It's because he hurt Bella; part of the reason I might hate you too."

He let me go and we stood in silence for a few moments. "Do you," he whispered in tone I could barely hear, "know what imprinting means?" I didn't turn or reply. "Sam says that's what happened to you and me in the clearing."

I shrugged. "Why should I care? I don't like Sam." I turned to glare at him.

He took my face in his hands. "May, Sam's not a bad guy. He's really helped me understand what's going on. He was the first of us to turn. I know you don't like him right now, but I can't alienate him."

"Like you've alienated Bella?" I watched Jake's face. He was very sincere, as if he really believed Sam but hurting Bella hurt him too. He stepped away from me at my harsh words.

"May, I didn't mean to do this to Bella, but becoming a wolf changed me. Changed my mind. I can't be more than friends with Bella because it—it doesn't feel right anymore."

"So," I muttered, "you look at me in that clearing and suddenly realize you've loved me all along? Why does that sound wrong?"

"It doesn't make any sense to me either," he replied. "Even Sam can't explain it."

"So, Sam knows everything now?" I retorted.

"No," he whispered. "Not everything. He doesn't know what we're talking. He doesn't know that you're a physic. He'll find out soon, but for now, it's just the two of us. You don't have to worry about Sam. He knows you know what we are."

"Bella doesn't even know what I can do," I admitted slowly. "It's my little secret."

"Sam and the council keep the werewolf thing from us until we turn. I don't think you're in danger."

"What about the others? Embry, Paul and Jared? I don't want everyone to know. It's not something I'm comfortable with yet."

"I'm not sure…"

"Promise me that it's a secret." I cut in. "That you won't tell anyone about my powers."

"I promise," he said quickly. "I just want you to be happy. Even if I have to watch everything I think around them, no one will know." He looked toward the woods. "But we do need to tell them about that red-headed leech."

My cell phone rang and I answered. "Hey."

"Eliza-May Swan, where are you?" Charlie's voice was edged with worry.

"With Jacob," I replied. "Down in La Push."

"With Jacob?" he repeated in shock. "What are you doing there?"

"Jake and I are skipping class," I said simply. "Just talking and stuff."

"Stuff?" Charlie croaked. "What kind of stuff are you doing?"

"Nothing," I sighed. "Honestly. We're standing right outside the reservation school. You can talk to him to him if you want."

"Please."

I put my hand over the mouth piece. "It's Charlie. He wants to talk to you."

Jake took the cell form me gently. "Hello, Chief Swan." "Yeah, we're fine." "Bella can come down here if she wants, we don't mind." "What?" "No, I don't think am. Why you asking?" "May really used to like him." "We just started working on our problems. We haven't slept together. Promise you." "Yeah, of course I'd step up."

"Look, Charlie," he said after the longest pause. "I care about May, but her ex wants to be apart of the baby's life, we can't stop him." "Yes, sir, I'll pass on the message." He closed the phone.

"Well?" I asked. "What happened?"

"Lyons is on your lawn. He says he wants to talk. Face-to-face." Jake slowly slid the phone back into my hand.

"Crap," I muttered. Looking at my car, I kissed him on the cheek. "I better go."

He kissed my forehead in reply. "Bye."