A/N: I tried getting this chapter up before, but FanFiction was down. This one's short, but nonetheless, I hope you enjoy. Thanks for reading, as always. And of course, let me know what you think.

Bella's POV

"Edward this is the very reason I wanted out of the supernatural world. I'm over being threatened, hunted, and I don't want to be anybody's prized property." I was absolutely livid at this point. I needed to think of an escape route, or a distraction at the very least.

"And you won't have to anymore. You'll understand soon enough, and we can live a quiet, happy, life together." His eyes were closed, and posture relaxed. "We're switching cars first, so pull into the driveway."

We were at the Cullen's place. I had to think fast.

"Don't even think about running." I rolled my eyes at him. "Come on."

Taking a deep breath, I got out of the car. "JAAACOOOB!" Edward yanked me back, nearly smothering me to muffle my screams.

"Dammit Bella! I don't want to hurt you, but I will if you don't comply." Edward's hand was still covering my mouth, my back against his chest, he leaned in, "Scream again and I'll have to gag you."

I nodded once. Grabbing my hand he pulled me inside the mansion. Edward mumbled something about finding spare passports. I stood in the living room, scanning for anything to help me…Nothing. Of course, this was the home of vampires. Edward walked back into the room.

"We need to g-"

Glass had shattered, the force knocking me to the ground, and a deafening growl came from behind me. Edward jumped back a few feet, crouching with bared teeth. My ears were ringing from the loud noise. I started crawling out of the way.

"Bella are you OK?" A wave of relief washed over me when I heard Jacob's voice. Thank God, he heard me.

"I'm fine." For once I didn't have any broken bones, or wasn't covered in blood. Aside from some cuts from the shattered glass, I was whole.

"You really are a loyal dog, such good training to get here so quickly." Venom dripped from Edward's lips.

"You're just a leech obsessed with someone he can't have."

Jacob was right. We briefly talked about the fact that vampires obsessed over things, or in this case a person, because they had nothing else to live for. Not only was my blood Edward's own personal brand of heroine, he couldn't read my mind, and I allowed myself to get lost in him. It's no wonder Edward would kill for me.

Without another word, Jacob lunged at Edward, they grappled with each other; both evading bone shattering blows. Edward managed to dart from under Jacob, moving too fast for me to see, he somehow ended up on Jake's back. Edward's hand went for Jacob's throat, ready to rip out his muscles; Jacob grabbed Edward by the hair and flipped him over slamming him into the Cullen's piano, instantly splintering into pieces of wood. One large hand pinning Edward by the throat, and a knee to the chest, Jacob pummeled him with punch after punch, cracks starting to appear in the marble skin. Edward snaked a leg over Jake's waist, quickly throwing him over. Jacob phased, regaining his advantage, foaming bubbling from his muzzle. Jacob lunged again, successfully locking his jaw around Edward's arm. Jake's wolf shook Edward violently side to side, ripping off the limb. Edward screamed in agony, and took that moment to spring away from Jacob's reach.

Perched on a railing now, Edward dove for Jake, putting him in a chokehold. Jacob tried tossing him again, but Edward caught his arm, and I heard a snap. A growl escaped from Jacob's gut, and out of nowhere two wolves bolted through the shattered window. I immediately recognized them, the larger black one, Sam, and the slightly smaller wolf, Paul. Edward sprung for the railing again, rage burning in amber, as they darted between the shape-shifters. Growls echoed in the giant house, and their hackles risen, slowly they stalked toward Edward. Sam attacked first from one side, at the same time Edward launched off the rail, but Paul was right on top of him. Paul's wolf had Edward pinned under a massive paw, when a large black head darted in biting off Edward's head.

Jacob had shifted back into human form, and quickly dug a lighter out of Paul's shorts to start a fire in the piano's wood. Just as soon as the flames came to life, the two wolves flung pieces of Edward toward the fire. Purple smoke billowed from the fire, causing a haze to creep through the great room. I felt a turbulence of emotions I didn't understand; relief, sadness, anger. My eyes began to burn, and hot tears spilled over the brim. I saw the last piece of Edward Cullen before it was thrown into the flames, his head. Edward's eyes still moving, found me across the room, pain contorting his features. Just before, he mouthed the words "I love you" and then he was gone.

I was frozen in shock. The existence of Edward Cullen had ended so suddenly, after all this time. How would the Cullen's react when they find out it was the Pack who killed Edward? When they find out that I was there to witness his death? The familiar ache of guilt began to flicker in my gut, but before it could ignite, I was shaken from my stupor.

"Bells! Bella, what's wrong?" Jacob's eyes searched all over me, checking for serious injuries. His muscles were jerking, and he was covered in sweat, and stained with his own blood that Edward managed to draw.

"Nothing, I'm OK, I'm OK." I stood from where I was crouched on hands and knees, "Let's just get outta here, please."

"We'll see you back on the rez." Sam and Paul nodded in unison, and ran back to the forest.

"Let's go home." Jacob shifted back to his wolf, lowering himself, for me to jump on his back. I climbed on, grabbing handfuls of fur to hold on to. Sensing I was settled in place, Jake leapt out of the house, and soon we were running through the trees.

Jacob's POV

Joy was an understatement about how it felt to rip that blood sucking, glitter bastard to pieces. A weight had been lifted off my shoulders knowing that parasite was dead and gone for good. Six years of dealing with that tic picking thoughts from my brain, watching him with Bella, and then seeing the pain he put her through. The pain I went through watching all of it. There were no words to explain this feeling.

Bella had been unusually quiet since we got home, but I didn't think it'd be a good time to ask.

"Wanna shower with me?" she was sitting at the kitchen table, both hands around a glass of water.

"Sure." She gave me a small smile that didn't reach her eyes.

I went ahead of her to start the shower. Walking back in the kitchen I picked her up from the chair, littering her face with quick kisses as I carried her to the bathroom. Bella looped her arms around my neck, giving me a squeeze as the nuzzled my neck.

"You're safe now Bella." And kissed the shell of her ear.

Standing her on her feet, I helped her take off her clothes, before removing my own. I followed her in the shower, but she guided me under the showerhead. Blood and grime slid over me, and soon Bella was bathing me like before with loving hands. It seemed like she was doing that a lot lately, but I didn't mind one bit. Feminine hands massaged over every muscle with soap and water, while my arms lay around the swell of her hips.

Before I got the chance, she started on herself, and I got out to give her a little privacy. After drying off, I headed to the bedroom to pull on some briefs and sweatpants. I dropped on the bed, feeling tired and my muscles throbbed. Bella had recently changed the sheets, and I had to admit it was nice have some variety. Plus she used something in the wash to make them smell good and it lulled my eyes closed.

Hearing her footsteps, I patted the space next to me on the bed, "Come over here."

"Mmm… I'm so glad to be home with you." She looped an arm over my chest, running her hand through my hair. Bella also laid a leg over my waist, our bodies melting into each other. The skin to skin contact gave immediate relief to my stressed muscles, cooled my boiling skin, and her scent put me at ease. I could die happy, just like this.

"I'll always find you. I'll always protect you."

"I know."

I could still sense she wasn't quiet herself. I felt it. "Bella… What's bothering you? And I want the truth."

She inhaled deeply, and I heard the stutter of her heartbeat, as she exhaled.

"Honestly, I don't know. I was feeling a lot of different things seeing Edward burn to ashes. I was relieved to not worry about him popping up at any time, I was sad because he was a big part of my life, and I was angry because I allowed myself to be so affected by him."

Bella paused. One minute. Two minutes. I started to open my mouth, hoping she'd continue talking. Not the case. What could I say to comfort her, other than what I'd already said?

"You don't have to be that person anymore Bella. Whoever that may be, I'm here for you."

Pulling her chin up, chocolate orbs brimmed with tears, and puffy lids. "I loved you before the imprint Bella, and I'm sure as hell not going anywhere now, now that you're here…with me." I needed her to understand that.

Then it clicked, that Bella wanted to feel strong and in control of her life, her choices. Leaning in, I kissed her as gently as I could, feeling the softness of her lips.

I'd probably never say this aloud, but I loved this girl so much for so long, that it hurt sometimes. There were countless times the Pack ragged on me, telling me to give up, it wasn't worth the worry. Every time she rejected me through words, or with a look, it pained me. Shit, I tried giving up a few times, but I literally couldn't. It's cheesy, but deep down I knew, Bella and me were right for each other.

Bella's kisses evolved into deep, drawn out motions, causing blood to rush in all the right places for both of us. Slowly, I felt her body climb on top of my, straddling me with legs on either side. I guess she got my message loud and clear, because Bella's hips started moving in a way I've never seen her do. It hurt in the best way. I couldn't help the growl the came out, I felt the chill bumps slowly rise over silk skin. Feeling small hands tug at my waistband, I assisted them in pulling down what little I had on. It was then I noticed Bella was wrapped in a towel from earlier, without a though I tore it off throwing it somewhere. Soon I felt the heat building between us, gripping her waists I positioned her, at the same time she guided me inside her. Bella let out a delicious moan, that solicited my own, and I sat up keeping her in place. Bella was all over the place, leaving a trail of kisses everywhere, greedily caressing every inch of me. Still holding her, I stood from the bed, pinning her against the wall. Bella didn't even noticed, her teeth were lost in my flesh, and it drove the wolf in my crazy. One arm braced against the wall, the other under her waist, we move in sync. I could have sworn she was reading my mind, or running on pure instinct. At that moment, I snapped, and all I could focus on was the sound of her screaming my name in bliss, and the fire building in my veins. This was the final straw, nearly losing Bella again to another bloodsucker. Too many times, circumstances had threatened to take Bella away from me. The wolf took over, and I'd reached my peak; burying my face in her neck I bit until the comforting flow of warm sweetness flowed in my mouth.

Slowly my senses returned.

"Sshh, it's alright Jake. You needed this. I needed this." One of Bella's hands massaged my scalp, as the other rubbed my back.

I had carried her back to the bed, we were laying down. My throat felt raw and burned, heart racing. I felt my body jerking in an unfamiliar way.

"It's OK, just let it go." She cooed in that soothing voice of hers.

I was crying. Sobbing really. But the release did feel good.

"Why do I always have to fight for you? You're mine. Why can't I just be with you without something getting in the fucking way?"

"I'm here now, safe with you. I'm yours, and you're mine. It took me a while, but there's no way I'd go back to living without you. He's gone, so there's no one to fight anymore."

Bella was trying to be strong for me. For herself. I held her as tight as I could without hurting her. She rubbed my back, and whispered in my ear until I couldn't hear her anymore, sleep pulling me under.