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"We can't leave her there." I cried. "we cant." I think I was still in denial, for the most part. I wanted to believe that none of this was happening. I was not in Italy with my arch enemy, my best friend was not laying dead in the field next to me... no this was a nightmare. I blinked once and threw up, leaning out the passenger side door of the car was I was seated. Edward was standing outside, shaking just as hard, on the phone now with his father, Doctor Carlisle Cullen. Sure, now he calls the doctor. I was doing my damnedest not to listen, but the leach was excessively loud.

"I could tell right off. She had been injected. There was no saving her." Edward cried into the small silver device he held to his ear. "... I understand, I... we will bring her home. Bye father."

"How are we going to get her home? And injected with what exactly? What are you not telling me?" I demanded. I really should not have listened in.

"It's nothing Jacob. Please help me get Bella, we're driving home."

"You want me to ride with you all the way back to Washington with my dead best friend slash vampire in the back seat of the vehicle?"

"We have no choice, as you said, we can't just leave her here."

"What did they do to her, those leaches, I mean?" It was the first time I hadn't referred to him as one of them. I saw the pain he was going through was more than enough. He was hurting just as badly as I was, no need to add on to it.

"The Volturi, they have access to some powerful things, Jacob. And one of those things is a concoction that will render even the strongest vampire as fragile as a human. Once it's administered we can die the same way as any human can. Just without the blood and not so much gore."

I swallowed. I WOULD go after them. Right after I threw up again. And took Bella home.

I had no idea what we would tell Charlie. "You're daughter had become a vampire and decided to run away and get herself killed" hardly seemed appropriate. Of course, in all honesty, it was the truth. Bella knew better. She knew no good could ever come of going to Italy, and yet she had. No, no I could not blame this on her. I would put the blame where the proper blame was due. First that small little dark haired girl, Jane. I would rip her limb to limb. I closed my eyes, fantasizing about the multitude of ways I would dismember her. Maybe I could get my hands on that poison Edward was talking about, maybe then I could make that little bitch feel half the pain our Bella felt. The thought had a temporary smile of satisfaction on my face.

Finally Edward broke the silence and spoke of my thoughts. "We will go after them together." His eyes were straight ahead on the road, his grip still tight on the steering wheel. At this point, his voice sounded cold, and yet somehow emotionless.

"You told her you wouldn't." I reminded him.

"And you promised the same thing."

"Together, then." I agreed.

As we pulled up to the Cullen's house, I felt another tint of nausea. Now we would have to face Nessie. We would have to tell her about her mother.

Carlisle and Esme met us at the car.

"Oh Edward" Esme cried as she wrapped her hands around her son. "And Jacob, you must be so ill, come here my boy"

That was all it took, the tears began to flow freely from my trembling body now as I hugged this woman. A woman I never thought I'd find myself in the arms of. For once, it felt like I had a mother. I liked the feeling. Not so much the smell. Ugh, scent of vampire. There was no escaping that essence, however. I had already spent three days riding home with it. Nothing I couldn't handle.

"Edward, I will take Bella inside, I'd like to figure out more about this chemical, if you will allow it."

"I think that would be alright." he stared at the ground. "Jacob, can we take a walk, I'd like to talk to you before we go in there and see Nessie".

"Yeah" I agreed, and we both headed slowly for the wooded area around the house.

"I don't know how this happened, Jake. And I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault" Why was he apologizing to me?

"It is, though. And I can't say I'm sorry to her. You were her best friend, her partner in crime, so saying it to you, it kinda means the same thing, right?"

"Edward, stop blaming yourself." When did this happen? When did I become so sympathetic for this clan of blood sucking leaches?

"You must want to kill me, I want to kill myself. Don't you remember what you promised? That if anything bad happened to her, you would rip me apart?"

"I won't."

Edward was on his knees now, head in his hands, shaking and looking up at me slightly.

"I want you to"

"Edward, get up."

"Jake, kill me!"

"You have a daughter!"

"And she has you."

A tear fell from my eye. I was really starting to care for his feelings.

"Please get up?" I reached for his hand, and to my surprise he took it. The cold temperature made no difference to me right now. I just needed to comfort him.

Slowly Edward stood up.

"It will be okay" I reassured him. God, this was fucking weird.

"Thanks, Jacob."

You know, I really liked it when he called me Jacob.