"The Smile On Your Face Let's Me Know That You Need Me, There's A Truth In Your Eye's Saying You'll Never Leave Me, The Touch Of Your Hand Says You'll Catch Me Wherever I Fall. You Say It Best When You Say Nothing At All." – Ronan Keating; When You Say Nothing At All.

He might as well have just did what he had done to her last time, that would have had the same effect, succeeding in pushing her away and hurting her a considerable amount. Jacob let out a loud yell of frustration in Sam's kitchen, smacking his fist into the counter and a loud resounding boom echoed through the house.

"Don't destroy my kitchen."

Emily's light tone as she took out a tray of muffins from the oven made Jacob's eyes bulge out of his sockets, taking him a back and looking at her as if she were insane, she continued to hum softly while using her oven mittens to place each muffin onto the plate. Various members of the pack looked between the two, saying nothing since Jacob had returned from the run he had to cool himself off, obviously doing nothing for him as he was still in a catatonic state.

"I'm sorry, were you not present when Silver ran outta here?" He spat, although the negative emotions weren't towards her, but to him.

She looked at him sceptically, silently criticizing him for his sarcasm, before taking off her gloves to finally look at him, her tone gave away nothing but a kindness to it, and yet he found it did nothing to calm his temper.

"What did we expect really? We practically ambushed her, I'm not surprised she freaked out, but I am surprised that you lost your temper in front of her. That was not what she needed in her fragile state Jacob, no matter how angry or upset you are."

He turned back around to face the cabinets; he didn't need Emily or Sam to tell him that, he knew it as soon as he had opened his mouth in front of her, as soon as her face crumpled in absolute pain. A crushing feeling delved deep into his chest at that image, completely hating him self at that moment, wanting more than any to plead for her forgiveness.

He honestly thought that they were making progress, she was always happy now, she laughed and joked with him, took long walks across First Beach when the weather was decent, even if it hurt her back, she made an effort. He had just wanted a piece of her back, he wanted his Silver to come through, it wasn't like he was asking for much, just one memory, one to know that it could happen, that she could be who she was.

Yet when she screamed those unspeakable words to him outside, she said it so confidently, like she didn't want to remember who she was, like she wanted to stay lost. It didn't anger him, just frighten him, frighten him to the point in where he reacted the only way he knew how; by losing his temper.

"I've blown it again; I fucking crushed her with my hands."

Jacobs's eyes moved to his hands, which were stretched out before him, they always seemed so gigantic next to Silver's, so dangerous, yet they fit so perfectly with her. He was careless, he let his anger get the best of him and laid his hands on her, something he vowed to never do again, he knew how fragile she was next to his huge frame, and he didn't even stop to think about it.

"She'll forgive you … chances are she already has, it's the way the imprint works."

Sam's tone was final and authorise, like he was still Jacob's alpha, old habits die hard he guessed. He was right of course, it was the way the imprint worked, and Silver needed him just as much as he did her, she didn't know how much she did yet, and when she did Jacob hoped she remembered everything, even the parts he didn't want her to.

After his little episode in the woods the boys had filed in back to the house, carrying on back to normal, while Kim and Emily had sat down and discussed a much more softer way to see Silver again, a way where she could meet everyone and not feel smothered. They then came up with the idea of having a day out and bonfire at First Beach together, the entire pack, with a wide open space for her not to feel trapped, and also for the entire pack to enjoy, hopefully then she wouldn't run in the opposite direction.

He didn't understand how they could go on as if nothing monumental had happened, how they could just sit around the table and eat muffins together like they were 'The Brady Bunch' or something, he was kicking himself inside. Cursing and yelling at him self, he didn't understand anything at all, why he had even imprinted, he didn't have the ability to look after someone else, and he was the worst protector known to mankind. From the moment he had made eye contact with Silver he had nothing but break her heart until there was nothing else to possibly do to her, broken her beyond repair.

If he had treated her the way he should have from the very beginning then she would have even come close to thinking about getting on that damn bus, they would have been happy if he just accepted the imprint, accepted that he did love her. No, he had to ignore it the best he could and push her away, throw his love for Bella in her face everyday, adamant in not giving up until he knew he had tried to make his own choice, in the end it was all for nothing. All he had done was destroy any possible future he could have had with her.

"Stop being a little bitch, it's not like you haven't done worse to her."

Jacob's eyes narrowed into slits towards Paul, who sat at the table with his hands behind his head leaning back into his chair, a taunting look on his face. Jacob should have known better really, known to rise above the taunt, but he didn't, instead he decided to hit back with a childish remark himself.

"Don't get bitter with me just 'cause Rachel decided to go back to college."

Paul's small grin turned into a smirk then, letting out a little chuckle as he did so, speaking as if he had accomplished a great task and was largely proud of himself, "there's the alpha I know, now go get her."

It took Jacob a few seconds to realize what he had done, which was put motivation back into him and to make him actually do something instead of sulk, his eyes narrowed once more on Paul, this time not as harshly. Instead it danced around humour, becoming playful, and walked across to shove his brother's shoulder lightly.

"You asshole."

All he received was a bark of laughter and a shove back, instantly Jacob's mood had lightened, even getting out a small chuckle of laughter then. He walked into the living room, picking up his discarded back shirt and pulling it on, thankful that he had taken it off before phasing earlier in the day. Saying his goodbyes to the pack he had left the house, nervous and rehearsing his apology to Silver inside his mind, coming up with nothing and further scolding himself for such idiocy.

He wondered if this was how Silver ever felt when she would apologize to him, deeply sorry about hurting his feelings when they would argue about Bella, with Silver expressing her hate for the Swan girl with such colourful language, which he knew had come from Leah's influence.

Leah. He scowled at the thought of her, and the idea of her sitting at home with Silver now, probably manipulating her mind into hating Jacob once more, influencing her every action like she once did, slowly turning her against Jacob out of bitterness because of her own downfall with Sam. The rational part of his mind told him to erase those thoughts, that Leah wasn't actually doing anything or the sort, that she did actually care about both him and Silver and wanted to see them happy, but he pushed it away, locking it tightly in the deepest place of his mind.

He stood on her porch for what felt like hours, but was surely only minutes, contemplating on what to even say, if he should say anything, and how to respond if she acted coldly towards him, or slammed the door in his face. He obviously wouldn't give up, he would spend the night on the porch if he had to, he wouldn't give up this time, he would destroy his chances again, and he had learnt the penalties for that last time.

His hand was moving of it's own accord, knocking on the door before he even realised he was doing it, and dropped his hand down to his side limply as he waited. It didn't take long, only seconds really before the door was opened fully, as if she knew he was coming, as if she felt him close, like he did with her, that gravitation pull towards each other, that was forever present in their lives and after.

She stood there, her light innocent eyes looking up to him hopelessly, like a small child, he couldn't help but crumble before her, his chest throbbing and his arms already aching to hold her. He restrained himself, repeating in his head that it wouldn't go down so well with her after screaming in her face, and that he should wait for her to even think about going anywhere near him.

"Can I come in?"

She didn't say anything, only looked down towards the floor and stepped aside, closing the door behind him as he stepped in, and rested her back against it with her eyes still downcast to the floor. The space between her eyebrows was creased, as if she were in an argument with her self, and Jacob almost moved forward to smooth it out with his hands, and kiss it gently to relax her. Almost.

"It's strange, Leah only just left and said you would be here soon .. it's like she could sense you near by."

Her voice was so quite, too quite for his liking, he was used to her voicing her opinion loudly, without sugar coating it and proud that she had been blunt. That was the old Silver, the one who soldiered through every hardship that Jacob threw at her, every problem she faced with her parents divorce and her dislike for her mother. The guilt that coursed through him was unbearable, this quite unsure girl was miles different from the Silver he had know, and it was his fault. He had caused her to lose herself in this way, she lost so much of her life, what she had learned, every little detail that only mattered when you realized you lost them was gone. All because of his stubbornness and pride.

He didn't say anything, to be honest he didn't think there was anything to say to that, even if it was true, but he couldn't risk Silver finding out those sorts of truths when she hadn't even begun to get her memories back, that would surely push her over the edge. So he just stood there, stock still, staring at her until she forced herself to look into his dark brown orbs, and it was then he knew her resolve had crumbled, the look of complete loss and adoration in her eyes proved that.

She wasted no time in closing the distance between them, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist and burying her head deeply into his chest, while his wound around her reflexively, like a habit, something he was completely used to. A habit that he never wanted to stop, because that would mean losing her, and that to him was the worst thought that could pass through his mind.

"I'm so sorry Silver, I had no right … I'm so so so sorry."

She shook her head, cutting him off from being able to express any more of an apology, placing her small fingers on his lips and silencing him. His eyes softened, guilt pressing down on his chest even more as she spoke, completely unaware of just how wrong he thought she was.

"All you've done is try so much, and I didn't think to look because I was only thinking about me trying … and you've been there for every minute of the day, like another shadow and its made me feel nothing but safe, nothing but loved … and the one time you wanted something in return I didn't give it to you … I was being selfish. I'm the one that's sorry Jake."

He froze at her last words, not being able to wrap his head around it, ".. you called me Jake .." he muttered softly, she hadn't called him that since she was in the hospital, and it was only because she thought that was his real name.

She said it this time with a term of affection, and it meant so much more to him that just a nickname; it meant a step forward in the right direction, a step closer to having another chance, a step forward to her being his Silver again. She smiled at him softly, her hand moving to caress his cheek, lingering there for a while when his face leant into her touch.

"My Jake." She whispered, and it sounded like music to his ears, his heart physically felt like it would burst, and he scooped her up into his large arms again, squeezing her just as tightly as he did before, never intending on letting go.

Her feet lifted off the ground as he raised her higher in his arms, and she made no sound of discomfort, no indication that she wanted to be put back down, she only snuggled her head deeper into the crook of his neck. All he too soon for his liking her released her, slowly setting her back down onto the floor, slightly afraid that he had maybe cut off her airways, but she was fine.

She looked at him softly, lovingly, before taking both his large hands in hers and stepping closer to him, allowing him to intertwine their fingers together. Her forehead reached his chin, and it rested there for a moment, feeling his hot breath on the top of her head, and took nothing but comfort in it.

"Jake?"

"Hmm?" He mumbled quietly, feeling as if he could stay in this position with her forever, and only half listened as he drank in the happy feelings of being beside her now.

"You wouldn't leave me would you .. ever?"

He opened his eyes then, moving his head back slightly to look down at her, confused as to why she would ask such questions, and he saw that she was afraid, deeply afraid. He didn't understand why, she should know more than anything that nothing would take him away from her, nothing.

"Silver, you know that I-"

"And you never have right? You never have and you never will?"

She looked at him almost pleadingly, as if she wanted to hear him say those words to make her feel secure and safe again, it was almost as if she knew about Bella. He shook those thoughts out of his head, it was impossible, she couldn't have remember anything in the time since early this afternoon, and Leah would never had said anything, not matter how much she cared for Silver, she had a duty to the pack.

"No Silver, I never have and I never will."

It was only half a lie, one that he was willing to tell if it meant keeping her happy, and keeping her with him, one lie that was worth risking. He never intended on leaving her again, and he prayed to whatever god there was that she never remembered a time when he did leave her, any of those times, because that would be sure to break anything they had.

She nodded, sighing softly before placing her head on his shoulder, her hands balling into small fists on his chest, looking as if a weight had been taken off of her chest. Well, that was how it would look to Jacob, completely oblivious to the truth that she now knew, one that she now regretted knowing.

4 And A Half Months Earlier ...

"Jacob Black don't you dare leave without finishing this conversation."

His hand froze on the door knob, standing stiffly in my room, my angry and betrayed eyes were glaring daggers into his toned back. Turning around to face me his was just as dark, looking as if he was restraining himself from losing his temper. I scoffed, like I cared, there was no way in hell I was going down with out a fight, and he very well knew that, he knew me to well, and I him.

"I've made up my mind Silver, and that's that."

My nostrils flared in anger, my hands balling up into fists, this was not fair, this was absolutely not fair. She had won again, it was practically a losing battle, and he ran around like her errand dog or something. This had nothing to do with us, they were after her, and it should have stayed that way, no amount of excuses from his mouth about protecting the tribe could hide the fact that he was only trying to save her life.

"Don't I get a say in this? Enough is enough Jake!"

"Silver, I have to do this, I have to protect the tr-"

"SHUT UP! We both know it's not for the tribe, and I am done with coming second to her! You wouldn't have done half the things for me that you have for her!"

That took him off guard, his face stunned slightly, eyes wide and mouth agape, until he quickly recovered, his eyebrows furrowing and his eyes slightly softer. We had never outright spoken about my feelings for him, it was always just implied, and I was down right tired of beating around the stupid fucking bush for him, it was my turn to talk about how I feel.

He took a deep breath, speaking calmly, knowing that was usually the way to persuade me to calm down and cave to his request, not this time, he wasn't getting his way this time.

"Silver, our imprint is different and you know that, I'm your-"

I cut him off again, this time my anger exploded twice as much as it had before, making Jake flinch back slightly and cringe away from me, I rarely let this much anger out.

"BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT BULLSHIT BULSHIT! I AM SICK AND TIRED OF YOU SAYING OUR IMPRINT IS DIFFERENT, BECAUSE WE KNOW ITS NOT, AND I'M TIRED OF PRETENDING THAT I'M NOT INLOVE WITH YOU JACOB BLACK, AND I KNOW YOU FEEL THE SAME!"

I took a deep breath, recovering from my outburst and twisted declaration of love, Jake only stared at me, his face impassive and unmoving, but softened as soon as he saw the first tear drop from my eyes. I wiped it away furiously, angry at myself for letting him see my like this, all I had bee doing was crying lately, and I hated it, because he just made me feel so hopelessly pathetic, and I hated it.

When I spoke it was softer this time, absentmindedly running a hand through my hair, my eyes downcast to the floor.

"I want my chance to be happy Jake, it's not fair anymore … it's hurts and you know it does, it hurts so much."

He closed the distance between us in two big strides, both his large warm hands moved to cup my face, forcing me to look him in the eyes. He looked tired, worn out, circles were forming under his eyes, and his hair looked messier than usual, I instantly knew why; patrolling. For her. It took every bit of strength I had left in me to stop myself from crying harder, and I bit my lip hard to help with it.

"Silver … I … it's more complicated than that … I just hate not having a choice, I want a shot at knowing I can do this without an imprint .. that I could be happy with someone else …"

"But why her?" I choked out, not understanding where he was going, "all it's doing you is causing you pain … so why?" I hiccupped, needing to take a deep breath before I carried on.

"Is it so unbearable Jake? To know that you'd be stuck with me? Does it revolt you that much? Can you not stand the thought of me in that way so badly that you have to keep on doing this to me?"

He didn't say anything, he just stared into my eyes for a long time, as contemplating an answer, not that I would have let him anyway, it was as if a waterfall of words I had to say to him were falling out of my mouth know, things I had held back for almost a year that I couldn't keep them there anymore, I wasn't done yet.

"Don't you understand? That everyday is goddamned marathon watching you love her? You're supposed to understand more than anyone right? How much it hurts to see the one you love love someone else? So why won't-"

I never got to finish what I said, because something else took my completely off guard; Jake's warm lips crashing onto mine. It took me a couple of seconds to recover from the shock, but it didn't last long, I weaved my hands into his hair, pulling him closer to me like my life depended on it.

My lips moved in synchronization with his, as if it was a perfect dance, and it all felt so magical. His soft lips, his warm hands around my neck, the close proximity of our bodies; it made it feel as if we were one being. It was meant to be, it had to, and I couldn't find any other explanation for something being so perfectly beautiful.

One of his hands moved down to my waist, wrapping possessively around me, bringing us closer together than I thought was already possible, and again it felt like a perfect fit. His teeth grazed my bottom lip, and I didn't need to even think about what it meant, it was as if it were second nature to me, which I should have found strange since this was my first kiss with him. In fact it was my first kiss period, not that I could ever complain, it was beyond heaven.

When Jake and I pulled apart for air we stood there for several minutes, panting and taking back the air that was lost to us, our noses touching and his hand caressing my cheek affectionately.

"I don't know why I did that …" He whispered, more to himself than to me, but I gave him an answer anyway.

"Yes you do Jake, just stop this." My voice was pleading, and I thought for a second that maybe I had gotten to him, that he was finally giving me a chance.

His other arm slowly unwrapped itself from around my waist, softly trailing up my arm to place itself on my shoulder, the other one following swiftly from where it once lay on my cheek. Yet he didn't move, his face still stayed where it was against mine, both our eyes closed, as if opening them would change everything, and I had the strangest feeling that my hunch was true.

"Please don't do this Jake, don't go." My voice was barely above a whisper, but I knew he heard. How could he not? With heightened wolf senses like his it was impossible to not hear or smell anything.

"I have to." Those were the opposite of the three words that I wanted to hear, three words that were so final and heartbreaking, because I knew exactly what they meant. He was choosing her, after what happened, after what he just instigated, he was still choosing her, choosing to give her a try.

I whacked his hands away from me, my eyes snapping open to look at him, and I was more than certain he saw the betrayal and hurt through them, he was breaking me beyond repair and he knew it, yet he still chose to do nothing about it.

"Silver .." His hand reached out to me, his face crumpling as he did so, but I couldn't bring myself to let him touch me, I took more steps back, and as soon as a fresh set of tears began to fall down my face I turned back around, touching the frame of my window and resting my head against it.

"Just go .." I sobbed out, no longer trying to hide it from him, I wanted him to know what this was doing to me, what it would mean to me if he did chose me, but he didn't, he did as I asked, and he left. Just like that. Showing me that no matter what, he was always going to chose her, and there was nothing I could do, no amount of meaningful kisses we shared, no moments of us sharing my bed at night and talking until the sun rose, that would ever change his mind.

This was meant to be up DAYS ago, but my internet has not been working long enough for me to upload any chapters FFS, so I'm sorry there was a delay!

I've got a LIST of things to be thankful for today, so first of … I checked the stats for March on this story and OMFG I got a thousand hits, a THOUSAND! That is awesome! Thank you all so much for reading this story that many times! Secondly … ten reviews for the last chapter? OMG TEN? THAT WAS WICKED, I GOT SO EXCITED! Thank you all again for reviewing! Hopefully we can get those reviews up to fifty today? Pretty please ^_^

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GymnastQueen: Thank you for reviewing once again! And she'll find out everything all in due time, even if she doesn't get her memories back! I love her and Leah's friendship too, because their humour is so dry and harsh, and it's always funnier when humour is brutal! I'll defo take your idea's into account, because I love them!

WolfHappiness: Yeah, I think Jake just bottled over and let lose at the wrong time! After all wolfs do have short tempers! Thank you, I'll try to update as soon as possible as long as my internets not crashing -_-

Leilani: Thank you! Hope you enjoy this chapter just as much!

Crawfish4: It was BOUND to happen; no wolf can keep their patience in check for that long … I guess he should have just known when exactly to let it out though! YES FINALLY! It'll definitely make things move along now! Thanks again for reviewing!

SimplyMe: Ha! Thank you! And yeah I know, to think one small decision from him would have completely changed how everything went! But then there wouldn't have been no story! ;) I totally agree, Stephenie Meyer really failed in developing Bella as a character, she tried making her look like the modest perfect girl, and all she seemed to be was self absorbed!

LoveMeLikeALoveSong: Wow … that was my longest review ever. Thank you! I think I would have too! I would totally hurt some people to find out my memories, I could imagine a conversation that wouldn't go down pretty nicely with her and Jake if she ever did find out!

And thank you for all your idea's, I take all my reader's propositions into consideration, and I'm sure I'll find somewhere to put them, just keep a look out for one of them

UnknownGirl: Thank you for reviewing! Lets hope it does, just so she can learn abit about who she once was and move on! Thank you for having faith in me :$ I will try!

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SanityIsJustATheory: I like your name! Haha! And that's true, it definitely is A LOT to lose, four years of your life! Hope you enjoy this chapter!

OnlyGirl16: Someone needs to be! Others are always so nice to her and I'm like "OMG WHY?" The reason I loved Rosalie and Jane so much in the books is because they hated Bella XD

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