A.N. Ok, so I think I got this chapter up pretty quick (considering the long time's I have had, sorry about those again!) I was really excited to start this chapter though, so I guess that's what drove me to write it so quickly, and your review, of course! Now, please enjoy, and review! Thank you much!

It had been a few days since Caylib had arrived, Jacob and I had been forced to sleep in separate rooms so he wouldn't get too angry about it. I didn't like it one bit, and Jacob didn't seem to be too happy with it either, but Caylib would be leaving this weekend, so we only had to deal with a few more days of it. That also meant that the discussion we had all been avoiding had to come soon, and Jake seemed to prefer it sooner rather than later. So after dinner Wednesday night we all congregated into the living room, except my mother and Billy who had went over to the Clearwater's for an evening with the adults.

"So, why do you want to know about Sebastian anyway?" Caylib asked, running his finger over the top of his glass of wine. He was the only one in the house at the moment allowed to drink, and he was taking full advantage of it, saying that for this discussion he'd need it.

"Well, I had a fight with him about a month ago, trying to protect Drina… he was after her, and I need to know why. Also, he's back in town, staying with a family on the other side of Forks," Jacob explained, pausing only momentarily when he said family. I was sure he was about to say coven.

"And is this family… like him?" Caylib inquired. Jake looked at him for a minute, then nodded. "I see… and he attacked you? To get to Drina? How did you stop him? He's… indestructible."

"Well, lets just say, that what I am is the only thing that is able to stand up to something like him. I would tell you, if I could… but it's not that simple," Jacob murmured, obviously uneasy about where this conversation was heading. At this, Caylib's eyebrows raised in interest. What did he know about Sebastian? And why was this news about Jake interesting to him? My brother was so hard to read!

"Hmm, could you be… a werewolf?" My brother asked calmly. Both mine and Jacob's mouth's dropped open. How on earth did he know? "Stop looking at me like that. It's not that difficult to find when you know what you're looking for. I guessed what Sebastian after Drina's encounter with him, that's when he began to wage hell on my own life." Caylib then turned his gaze upon me. "Drina, do you remember Sara?" He asked. I nodded my head vigorously, Sara was the girl he was engaged to, but I haven't heard about her in a while, yet, I haven't heard from him in a while either.

"Well, it was right after I left, and let me tell you now, it wasn't for school. Sure, I went to school, but mainly, I was out there searching for Sebastian. I wanted revenge. You know how bad I am with my emotions. I was angry. I hunted him down.

"One night, when Sara and I were out on a date. I wasn't looking for him that night, didn't even want to think about him. I was focused on her. So, the night was going well. We went to see a movie, and stopped by a small restaurant for dinner. We were just heading home when I had an odd feeling, like someone was watching us. I turned around abruptly, pulling Sara behind me. She was terrified at my reaction, I could feel her clinging to the back of my jacket.

"There, a ways down the sidewalk stood Sebastian. He didn't approach, but simply stared, as though he were analyzing me. Eventually, I spoke, asking him what he was doing here, he just laughed, responding that he simply wanted to talk to me. I waited, but he still said nothing.

"'What do you want?' I had asked, hoping we could get this over with so I could get Sara home, I didn't want her in the middle of this mess.

"'You wanted revenge, didn't you? Why do you hesitate?' He had asked. Of course it was because of Sara's presence behind me. If she hadn't been there I would have challenged him there. I didn't know of his immense strength, and unparalleled speed at the time, but I soon found out.

"Since I made no move towards him he slowly approached me, asking if I was going to introduce him to Sara. I told him that I wasn't, and he didn't look very happy about that.

"Sooner, and faster than I would have ever dreamed, he moved towards me in a blur, and when I could see him again, I no longer felt Sara grasping my coat. I found him holding her tightly in his clutches, his mouth at her throat, blood spurting out of it.

"She cried out in agony, but I was frozen in shock. I begged myself to move, but my body was unable. The only thing that gave me some sort of possibility was Sara's heart wrenching screams. So once I had regained the ability to move, I managed to run at him, slamming my fist into his cold, hard flesh. Of course, it did nothing but cause my own hand to throb painfully. He did however remove his mouth from Sara's neck, but her screaming continued. I didn't know what to do. I tried fruitlessly to fight him off her, but to no avail.

"'I have no time for you anymore,' he had told me, and with that, he sped off into the darkness, taking Sara with him.

"After that night, I never saw her again. I tried once again to track him down, but how can you track someone, or something, that doesn't even have a record of existence? Yet, I don't believe Sara is dead, nor is our father, but they are certainly not alive."

"He turned them into vampires," Jacob growled, grinding his teeth together.

"That was my deduction, yes, and the one thing he said before he left, was that my sister was next. At the time, I question which sister it was, so I stayed with Amanda for a while, but now I know, it is my other sister, you Drina." His piercing, agonized gaze found mine. "He wasn't to add you to his collection, as a cold, lifeless, immortal."

I stared at him, dumbfounded and speechless. Why on earth would he want me? What had I ever done to deserve this? Why?

I felt Jacob's arms slowly curl around me, and I pressed into his warmth, hiding my face against his scorching shoulder. I couldn't stop the hot tears that came streaming down my face. Tears of sadness for poor Sara and my father, and my wounded brother, and out of fear for myself. I didn't want to be a vampire, I wanted to die like a normal person, and live my life with Jacob… not forever, but until we die happily… together.

"Drina," came Jacob's voice. "I won't let him get you, I promise you that. He will never take you, not while I'm around," he whispered. I sobbed harder into his chest, thinking about his words and what they meant. I didn't want Jacob to die either, to die for me. I would be nothing without him. I love him!

"Shh," he comforted, pulling me tightly against him as he rubbed soft circles into my back, easing me slightly.

"J-Jacob…" I gasped, gripping his shirt, tears still pouring out of my eyes.

"No one's going to hurt you, Drina, I promise. Everything will be ok," he told me again. I knew that already. I knew that with Jacob around everything would be ok, no one can hurt me, no one can touch me, I was safe… but was he safe?

"I-I know I'm safe, b-but what about you?" I gasped, lifting my head and looking up into his face. His expression was serious, set and stern, like he was going to give me a lecture, but he seemed to think better of it, he knew what my reaction to that would be.

"Come one, have a little faith in me, huh? I can handle a stupid vampire, no sweat," he scoffed, I couldn't help but let out a small giggle. "There, see? Don't worry about me, I have the pack behind me, they're not gonna let me die," he assured me, holding me firmly in place with his gaze. I nodded slowly, then, without even worrying that my brother was watching, I moved my face towards his and kissed his soft, full lips. He groaned softly, so Caylib couldn't hear. We hadn't kissed like this in a while. We only had time for a few pecks here and there before Caylib would come in and ruin it, but I just didn't care anymore. Caylib could think what he wanted, I loved Jacob, and nothing anyone could say to me will be able to stop that.

"Hey, you guys usually sleep in the same room, don't you?" Caylib asked suddenly, and I jumped at the comment, looking over Jake's shoulder to see him standing in the hallway with a smirk on his face.

"And what would give you that idea?" I asked, my cheeks going pink, that's when he held up my pink bra. I almost died! I had forgotten I left that in Jake's room!

"I found this on the floor, you know, you should at least put this kind of stuff away if you don't want people to know so bad," he grinned, I groaned, hiding my face again as him and Jake laughed.

"God, how embarrassing!" I groaned.

"Ya, that is kind of embarrassing, but really, I could care less," my brother shrugged. I gave him an are-you crazy look. "Well, from the way he look at you, I know he isn't going to hurt you, because… it's the way I looked at Sara," he said, a soft smile gracing his lips, my scowl faded, poor Caylib. "So, anyways, you don't have to put on the show for me anymore. Just don't be frisking or anything when I'm in the house, then I'd have to step in, and I'm sure you'd rather that not happened!" He laughed, I cringed at the very thought.

"Ya, that definitely won't be happening!" I told him, glaring over the couch cushion. I must have looked funny because he burst into a fit of laughter. I just rolled my eyes and cuddled up into Jake, waiting for the pair of the them to get the hysterics out of their system.

Need less to say, Jake and I slept in the same room again, much to both of our enjoyment, however, Jake was still a little upset about the frisking rule, but did that stop him? No.

He had me gasping within minutes, his hands sliding across my chest and up my legs, his lips ravishing my neck with heated kisses.

"J-Jake, y-you really have to stop," I stuttered, my voice only a breathy gasp.

"Why? You're enjoying it," he chuckled as he playfully pinched my nipple, I groaned.

"S-so? W-what about my brother?" I hissed, now becoming extremely aware of his hot hand sliding up thigh.

"What about him?" He asked, his fingers brushing across my under ware, I gasped, my hips bucking up to meet his probing fingers. Damn it that felt good. No, I had to make him stop, what if my brother came in and saw this? Or my mother? Her and Billy were bound to be home by now!

"J-Jake, p-please, a-another night," I pleaded. He sighed, removing his hands and rolling onto his back, I groaned. "Aw Jake, don't be mad," I said, rolling onto my side to look at him. His hands were behind his head and he was staring blankly at the ceiling, a look of disappointment etched on his features.

"I'm not mad," he said simply.

"Yes you are," I objected, tracing a finger along his chiseled abs, his breath caught.

"How can I ever be mad at you?" He asked, a smile forming on his lips as his eyes closed. I was silent as I let my fingers play across his bare torso, tracing the dips and curves of his perfect muscles under his velvety smooth skin. You know, now that I thought about it, it was strange that someone who worked with his hands all day should have such soft skin. Damn, he was so perfect, it should be illegal.

"What are you thinking about?" He questioned. I looked up at him then, noticing him watching me, his eyes probing, as though he were trying to read my mind, but obviously he couldn't by the look of frustration that appeared next.

"Just how unbelievably sexy you are, you know, the usual," I shrugged, he laughed, pulling a hand out from under his head to tuck a stray strand of hair behind my ear.

"Well that's a relief, I thought you were mad at me or something," he said with a sigh of relief, I just rolled my eyes.

"You worry too much," I told him.

"Ya, I know," he shrugged "but with you, I'd rather be safe than sorry. I don't want to screw anything up."

"And how would you screw anything up?" I asked, daring him to humor me.

"I don't want push you into anything you don't want to do, Drina. Remember that, if you don't want to do something, just tell me, not sparing my feelings."

"I'd spare you feelings," I told him with a smile, leaning in to place a light kiss on his shoulder.

"Thanks, but really, if I do something you don't like, feel free to-"

I cut him off then, pressing my lips to his.

"You took my unwillingness the completely wrong way. Trust me, if my brother, and my mother, and your father weren't here, I wouldn't be able to stop myself from jumping you. It's not because I don't want to, it's because of the fact that if we were caught we would be in bit of a predicament."

It took a minute for my words to sink in, but once they did Jacob's face lit up, the brilliant smile I loved so much stretching across his face.

"So, you do want to?" He asked hopefully, I smiled, nodding. He wrapped his arms tightly around me at this, pulling me close and kissing me deeply.

"Mmm, I love you, did you know that?" I asked, unable to suppress the smile that formed on my lips.

"I did, but did you know that I love you more?" He whispered.

"Back to that again, huh?"

"Yup," he grinned, I laughed.

"Goodnight, you stupid fool," I said, rumpling his hair, he chuckled.

"Goodnight… my angel," he whispered, I rolled my eyes.