Happily Ever After Jacob

(Disclaimer: I do not own the "Twilight Saga", that is owned and copyrighted by Stephenie Meyer.)

Chapter Two: Demitri.

Recap: "YOU!" He hissed into the darkness...

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"Ah, I would be quiet if I were you. Wouldn't want anything happening to miss. Renesmee now would we?" Demitri smiled.

"You're the tracker aren't you? How did you track us? How did you even get here?" Jacob was seething.

"Quite simple actually dog. My job was to make sure the child didn't leave the area. And when I couldn't smell her anymore I began to panic. So I began to follow your scent remembering that she was last with you. And voulia. I'm here. Now as for how I got here, that's another story. Aro only mentioned to bring the girl back alive. I don't think he would mind at all if I killed you."

"Get the hell out! Before I kill you!" Jacob was trembling terribly, trying to maintain his control.

"You couldn't kill me if you wanted to dog! You're not strong enough."

"I'll rip you to peices. No one touches her without my consent ass hole."

"Oh really? Should I just take her then? And leave you here whallowing? Knowing that you failed to protect your mate?" Jacobs eyes widened. "That's right mutt. I know all about your 'imprinting' and such. A useless tool in my opinion. Good for abosolutely nothing except for tying a man down."

"You don't know what you're talking about leech! Being tied down isn't what happens. I love her and if you take her away from me, I wil search the Earth forever until I hunt you down."

"Ew, just like a werewolf. So much like a pedophile. She's only what? 5 months old? And matured to no more than 5 years." Jacob chuckled.

"For someone who's been around as long as you have, you sure are pretty stupid."

"What did you say mutt?"

"I called you an idiot."

"I'll kill you where you stand."

"I'd like to see you try." Jacob boasted.

"Such a beautiful house shouldn't be smeared with dog blood. Shall we take this outside?" Cautiously Jacob nodded, proceeding to follow the vampire to the gardens. "There, much better."

"This should be interesting." Jake mumbled pulling his shirt off. He surely wasn't going to fight him in his human form.

"Stripping? For me? You're too kind."

"You're sick. Sorry pal. It's just you and your hand tonight. That is..if I let you keep them."

(A/n: The battle will be in the next chapter just had to squeeze this in. Sorry for any disappointments. R&R.)