A/N: Thanks guys for the reviews! I'd appreciate some more though, my goal is to reach one hundred reviews by the time this is over! Which might mean many chapters, but I still really need some inspiration! Whenever I see my mailbox filled with glorious reviews, I get going on another chapter. So, fill it up?

Alice's POV

When I saw Bella's future instantly vanish, I wasn't surprised. Especially when I counted the minutes it would take to get from our house to the reservation; she was exactly on schedule. She would need her other best friend, and I wasn't insulted. I didn't want Edward to find out, though he probably figured as much, anyway. Although, I had to admit I was surprised when our futures disappeared completely as well.

I was watching television with Jasper, him comforting me with his tranquil waves whenever my instincts took over and I wanted to slaughter my brother. We were waiting for that mongrel to come and take a swing at Edward. Though we still loved our brother with all our hearts—he made a mistake and, well, we really needed a good laugh. All that was worrying me was the idea of Bella all alone. My phone was right next to my tiny fingers, reaching out when my consoling streak overtook me. My poor darling Jasper, got stuck with me—the epitome of emotions. Well, at least that's what I was at the moment.

"Alice it's going to be fine." Jasper whispered in to my ear; grabbing the remote and lifting his arm over my shoulder. I scoffed and took the remote back. "I'm just not sure if I should go to the reservation and get her. I know she must be in terrible shape…I mean; Jacob's going to break the treaty anyway. They won't be distracted with me when Jacob's on the loose—Oh, Jazz, how can you watch this trash?" I cut my rant off, flicking the channel back to my favorite soap opera.

"You have to be joking, Alice. You can't be thinking of breaking the treaty? Even if that dog thinks he can get away with it, they will never let us live it down if you did." His eyes flickered back to the television. "Not this show! I hate this show. Soap operas suck; I mean, no woman should ever be in a relationship with a man who's cheating on her with the house-maid. Then on top of that fact, she's secretly dating the pool-boy!"

I stared at him, biting my lip to control the laughter. "Aw, my little naïve Jazzy. She's not going after the pool-boy; she's the one who's dating the maid."

From the kitchen we heard Emmett's booming laughter echo. He ran in to the room with us, leaning against the couch we were occupying. "Now that's good television!"

Jasper and Emmett bumped fists and turned back to our over-sized television. I smacked both of them on the back of their heads; perverted vampires.

"So," Emmett began, turning to me. "When's our scruffy little friend coming for a visit?" Jasper laughed too, and snuck back the remote, changing it to a boring football game. Men and sports, I will never understand.

"Any minute now," I concluded. I reached back for the remote and turned off the television. Both of the boys groaned. "He's not here yet, we still need some entertainment!" Emmett added perturbed, trying to reach from my speedy hands to take back the remote.

"He's about to be."

Not so long after I answered, there was a growl and a ripping sound that came from the front lawn. Emmett and Jasper ran over to the window and then shied away; obviously referring to the fact of Jacob's nakedness. Jacob soon found a tree and changed, but the awkward-silence from the two vampires next to me was priceless.

"Enjoying the view?" My voice rang with gleefulness; I spun around and Jasper smirked. I ran playfully to the other side of the living room and he followed. He caught me in his arms and I giggled softly. He placed his strong hands over my prickly black spikes, and I muttered seductively: "Vengeance really is sweet."

He kissed me gently on my thin lips, ignoring the grumble of protest from Emmett, and then abruptly let me go. It took me less than half a second to figure out what was going on. Edward flashed down the stairs and headed over to the front of the house. Jacob was there, leaning against the porch, grinning maliciously from head to foot.

Jacob smiled fully at the state Edward was in. His hair was a mess, his clothes dirty and mangled, and to top it off his face was distorted in pain. It made me instantly regret the fight earlier that day—but I soon shrugged it off when remembering Bella. I could tell that Jacob was thinking of Bella; the Bella he saw when Edward left the first time, and the one he saw when she arrived at his doorstep previously today.

"You see, bloodsucker? You see what you did to her?" He slowly backed away from Edward, coaxing him to follow. "Again, parasite, you hurt her. And once again, she came running to me."

Edward snarled, moving closer, more centered. They were circling around—as we did just more than an hour ago, but this time it was for real. Jacob wanted to shred Edward limb from limb, and Edward wasn't close behind.

Jacob growled once more. Edward held back a hiss. "I don't know why you did this to her, bloodsucker, but I'm going to make you pay! And I don't mean pulling out Daddy Carlisle's credit card." That time he was aiming the insult at me. Hey, I didn't cheat on Bella! I didn't deserve that retort.

"Shut up, Mongrel!" Jasper answered before I could. He tensed around my shoulders. "It's not her you're angry at."

Jacob howled back. "Anyone who's related to him," He pointed aggressively over to Edward. "I'm angry with."

Jasper narrowed his eyes, but it was Emmett who walked forward next. "Okay, that's it, dog. You and me."

He moved forward, taking Edward's other side. It only made Jacob's smirk grow larger. "No," Edward stated ruefully; ending any sound we would've made. "Emmett, back off." Emmett opened his mouth to strongly object, but Edward stared at him meaningfully, causing him to stroll back to Jasper and I.

Jacob rolled his eyes. "I don't mean to interrupt this touching moment, but can we get back to what I came here for?"

Edward took an un-needed breath and turned his attention to the scruffy boy in front of him. He put his arms down in defeat. "Okay Jacob, attack. I earned it. You're a better man than I am; I left Bella, I get it. I don't deserve her. But you, Jacob, you…you can make her happy."

Jacob put up his fists and tightened his brow. Then he eased his fists down to his sides. He processed Edward's outburst and knitted his eyebrows in confusion. "You…you give up? I want a fair fight, parasite! Don't give me this crap."

Emmett mumbled something about teaching him the meaning of fair fights, and then Edward shushed him. Edward turned his attention back to Jacob. "I'm not making this up, Jacob. I deserve to be beaten. I deserve to be dead, actually—hush, Alice," He scolded when I made a loud objection. "Without Bella, I don't even want to live. I didn't know what I was doing. I wasn't thinking…and now, I confirmed her worst fear. I just don't deserve her. You do, though, Jacob. You can make her happy! Please, Jacob?"

I just couldn't believe he was begging that dog like that. Of course he should live! Bella would die if he died; we've been through this! Even though he made a horrible mistake, Bella would not live if he sacrificed himself. It wasn't an exaggeration, it was the bare and brutal truth.

Jacob obviously came across the same conclusion and unclenched his fists a bit. He ruffled his hair, staring at Edward intently. "She kissed me, you know; just a while ago."

I gasped, along with Emmett and Jasper's dumbstruck expressions. "This is better than any soap opera…" I heard Emmett whisper to Jasper. Edward and Jacob peered over to our little group in annoyance. Emmett gazed his sight on the ground below him. "Sorry. Continue."

The two enemies locked each other's sight once again. "I know." Edward said excruciatingly. "You have a very…descriptive memory, young one."

"Yeah, well. I do deserve Bella—more than you do, anyway. But, she doesn't want me back. She, for some reason, is still…in love with you. If you die, I know she will too." He swallowed hard. "She barely made it when you left…imagine what she'd do if you were dead."

Silence followed but Edward nodded understandingly. We watched closely, utterly speechless. "Bloodsucker, I have no idea what you were thinking. You love her… I know you do. If it's any match to what Bella feels about you; you were sacrificing a lot. But I came here for a fair fight and if you're not willing to…I won't. Or at least, not today. No matter how I feel about you right now, I know it will just hurt her."

Edward regretfully looked over to him, his angelic face glinting with grief. All I wanted to do was console my brother, but every time I even got near forgiveness I just remembered Bella's face when she learned the news. Bella. Bella! Bella—someone needs to get to her soon.

"Bella!" I exclaimed, calling all eyes toward me. "Someone needs to get to her."

Jacob was about to shoot off toward the reservation's direction when Edward spoke quietly but determined.

"No, Jacob. I need to do it."

A/N: Hope you liked it! I added a little fluff and a little humor. Hopefully it lightened the mood a little bit. Review and tell me what you liked and what you would like to see in later chapters! Or just a quick shout out of how I'm doing so far. If you do both, you'll be my gods. (;