A/N WARNING:THIS IS A BIT OF A SOPPY CHAPTER! :) Hope you enjoy anyway.

Disclaimer: Never have, never will. Sigh.

Ooh! Ooh! I've just read Stephanie Meyer's new book the short second life of bree tunner and I love it! It's so sad though. I'm thinking I may rewrite it as a fanfiction with a happy ending. Comment if you think I would bucher it or if you think it's a good idea.

Chapter 7

After an enternity, I dried my eyes and stood. A thought had suddenly occurred to me

"Nessie, we have to find a different place for them to find us. If we are found here, they'll catch the different scents and never let us go again."

She nodded and stood too. She ran her sleave over her face. I caught her hand to comfort her and we ran away from the scented space. Carefully retracing out original route, we found a small cave under a fallen tree to squeeze into.

The waiting was horrible. Time didn't want to pass. It wanted to gawk and laugh at our pridicament. Though we both felt terrible, our eyes stayed dry. We wanted no evidence to point to anything out of the norm.

Finally, I heard a rustle. We tensed in case it wasn't our boys.

Suddenly, a head popped into view in front of the opening. Nessie shrieked and flew at Jacob. Clearly not ready for the reaction, he rocked back on his heels when she hit him. She snuggled into him with her arms around his neck. I heard her sigh in contentment. Jacob stood, laughing, with her craddled in his arms.

"I'm pretty sure there's a bundle of love in there waiting for you too," Jacob teased. I blushed at his words, turning my face away.

I didn't hear a sound but suddenly, I was being dragged by my leg out the hole. I clawed at the thready roots and caused dirt to cascade down on my head and shoulders. I was finally hauled out into the light. I lay on my back, breathing deeply. Seth stood over me. He was grinning but as he took me in, it slowly dropped away. While I was struggling, my shirt had ridden up, showing bare midriff. I wrestled in back down, blushing a deeper red. I couldn't see or hear the others.

Seth leaned down and picked me up as if I was a doll. His hands slid around my sides and spread out over my shoulder blades.

"Jasmine," he whispered in a low voice, "I'm very glad you moved to Forks."

"Mmmm, me too, " I whispered back. Little did he know that I wouldn't be staying long. It felt like a knife was slicing through my warm skin. I couldn't stand the pain. I buried my face in his neck, sniffing in his unique smell, trying to hide my tears. My arms slid around his waist, holding him to me. Seth didn't move for a moment. Slowly, as if I was a wild animal that would run away with the wrong move, he bowed his head so it rested beside mine. He placed his hot lips against my ear and whispered even quieter, "I love you Jasmine and I intend to never let you go." He nuzzled his face into the side of mine, forcing me to turn to look at him, "But if you don't want to stay with me, then I'll let you go."

A rough sob ripped itself free from my chest. I lifted my hands to craddle his worried face. I watched him for a second then pulled him down and pressed my lips to his. I could sense him holding back again; I wasn't standing for that. I pushed my fingers back till they knotted in his hair. Using that leverage, I angled my head.

I felt it when his will crumpled to dust. Suddenly, one hand was submerged in my scruffy hair. The other wrapped itself right around my waist and hugged me tightly to his chest. My feet actually lifted off the ground.

He pulled back just enough to gasp out my name before returning.

After an eternity of kissing, he stumbled back a few steps and sat on one of the branches jutting out from the tree me and Nessie had hidden under in our game of hide and seek. Lifting me by my waist, he settled me in his lap. The violent sobs were resurected as I felt his gentleness and adoring love.

Ah, I was turning into such a sap.

Seth stroked my hair until I was calm again. He carried me bridal style to the house and as he catapulted himself over boulders and fallen logs, I was thinking desperatly for an escape but none showed face.

When we reached the house, Seth set me on my feet and led me inside. Jacob was sitting on the white couch with Nessie. I could tell straight away that she had been crying. They both looked up as we entered the room. I saw concern in Jacob's eyes and a hollowness in hers. The worry sharpened as he took in my expression. His eyes tightened. Leaving Nessie on the couch, he took hold of Seth and pulled him back out the door, separating us. I almost started crying again. Instead, I forced myself to go sit by Renesmee. She turned and hugged me.

I was shaking with the effort of bottling my grief. I would be leaving Seth tonight and I was so scared, for both me and him.

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