Disclaimer: (I wish Jacob was a boy of my imagination, but for reals guys Stephenie Meyer had him first)

sorry this may be a little intense...but it will all be explained later. i promise.

CHAPTER FIVE

A Bad Dream

The light was flashing through my wind shield. Green. Yellow. Red. I just sat there watching it. The rain was getting heavier blurring my vision. A flash of red went by. It came closer and closer until it stopped. The flash was Edward, but he wasn't red at all. In fact he was in his usual attire. It was his eyes that sent the flash. Red as fire.

He stopped and stood with his hands rested on the hood of my truck. His eyes were so…penetrating. I slammed my foot on the accelerator and …

…

It was seven thirty, my alarm had fifteen minutes left before it was set to wake me. I turned to face my window. It was raining.

After getting ready to hit town I headed down the stairs and grabbed my keys. The cruisers set was already missing so Charlie must have left to work early. I continued my way out into the rain, I didn't even think to grab a rain coat so by now my hair was sticking to my face. I probably looked like something out of a horror movie. I pried the door open to my truck and climbed in starting my engine as quick as possible. Before I hit the gas I remembered my dream. Why would Edward let me run him over? I decided to forget it and headed down the road. I was going to need to stop in the grocery store, the house was running low on supplies. After that I could get to where I really wanted to be. La Push. Jacob.

It took a little longer than I'd expected it to, but it was still morning and I was driving through the woods of my favorite little town. It was uncanny how much this place felt like home to me. My heart was here. My future was here. My trucked bumped it's way up to Billy and Jacob's house, if they weren't awake before then they definitely would be now.

The path to the front door wasn't very long, but Billy still beat me to it. The door opened and there he was, smiling in his wheelchair.

"BELLA! Welcome, welcome". He waved his hands persuading me to come in. I peeked through my curtain of wet hair.

"Hi Billy"

"It's been a long time Bella, what was it two months since you've come to visit me?" By me he clearly meant Jacob, his smile gave that off. I chose to ignore his inability to be subtle.

"Yeah time certainly flies". That was a lie, the past few months had been hell and felt like forever. I was stuck in the middle of a Jacob-Bella-Edward love triangle. Try saying that three times fast.

"So Billy, is Jacob in?" His smile mimicked Jacob's trademark expression.

"He sure is, right in his room. I haven't heard any noise coming from there yet so he's probably still sleeping". I walked past him and started for his room.

"Thanks Billy". Squeaking open his door I saw that Billy told it right, he was sleeping. I kicked off my shoes and climbed into his bed. Whenever Jacob slept he transformed into the shy lovable friend I knew. The one I met on the beach. Awake he was close to the same aside for two exceptions. One he certainly wasn't shy anymore and second, his eyes. Just looking at them you could see the weight of the world on his shoulders. It was interesting to depict the differences between the two. I loved them both.

Placing my head on his chest I could feel the rhythmic beat of his heart. His skin was so hot, it seemed like that all the time. Poor guy probably bathed in ice. I snorted at the image. I slid my arm around his and maneuvered my leg against his leg. His breathing was steady and hot and I was in complete comfort. Almost slipping off to sleep I started to hear a beating. It was Jacob, his heart rate was easily increased by two from when I first came in. I turned my head to look up. He was smiling.

"Bella"

"Yes?" He wrapped his gigantic arms around me.

"You are one sneaky little devil"

"No, you're just the champion of deep sleepers". He laughed.

"Either way", he paused and kissed my forehead. "I like it". His hair was overflowing past his eyes. I pushed the stray locks to the side.

"Jacob?" His eyes questioned my tone.

"Yes?"

"I have to tell you something". His smile faded and was quickly replaced with a serious expression.

"What is it Bells?"

"When I told Edward about us he took it…well he took it pretty well"

"Yeah, so?"

"Well the problem is, he's gone missing. The Cullen's think he's headed to Europe". He smiled.

"Business or pleasure?" I smacked his chest.

"Jacob! This is serious, Edward is going to see the Volturi!" His smile lessened.

"Bella what does this have to do with you? Your with me now". My voice dropped.

"You know how it is"

"No I really don't". My voice turned to a whisper.

"Don't be like this Jacob". I took my hand out of his only for him to take a hold of it again.

"Jacob can I have my hand back". I felt distant to him.

"No"

"Jacob please can I have it back!"

"No Bella". He nuzzled his nose against mine and spoke. "I love you Bella…and you love me. So your hand is my hand". He smiled. I had no idea what he was playing at.

"Then what hand is mine?" He lifted his hand.

"Mine". I put my hand against his and held it there.

"Jacob, why was Seth watching me?" He dropped his hand and sulked.

"I told you"

"No really, why was he there?" He started to turn from me.

"Bella, I really don't want to talk about this"

"Jacob…please". He sat up and leaned against me letting out a deep breath.

"Sam noticed something a few nights back…a smell. It was a new sent that we hadn't come across before, or at least for the past few generations". He laid his head against my neck and continued. "The basics is…there is a new, well old I guess, pack of wolves. They aren't good and I'm kind of on their hit list". He peered into my eyes looking for understanding. Some kind of hope that I knew what he was talking about. What it meant.

"Hit list?"

"This is a pack from long ago, goes back since before ours. Apparently they had a falling out with our pack and a large number of theirs were lost in it". He took a second to let that settle in. "Now they've had a few years to up their numbers and they've been planning". Innocently I had to ask.

"But why would this involve me?" His face seemed desperate.

"Can't you see Bella? They'd do anything to get to me. Weather it's Billy or even you". He closed his eyes and put his hands up to my cheek. "And I couldn't live with that".

We sat in silence.

"So what do we do?" Jacob sat up.

"What do you mean we? This will not involve you. I won't let it"

"Jacob I'm already involved". I took his hand. He shook his out of my grasp.

"No Bella, I can't let you be in this". He got off the bed and started digging through a pile of discarded clothing. He slipped a shirt on. "Besides it won't come to that. We've tracked the sent and we're gonna find them first". I got off the bed and started for the door. He quickly stood in my path. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going home Jacob. You clearly don't need me". With this he leaned his forehead against mine and whispered.

"I always need you Bella". I interjected.

"Then why do you push me away?" He nuzzled his face into my hair.

"It's dangerous". I smiled.

"I like dangerous". His grin grew.

"Do you?" He placed his hand against my back and pulled me to him. He was so hot. Then he kissed me. Gentle at first then it became as if it was more of a need. His lips became greedy pulling at mine. This was odd, since when did Jacob act like this? Usually he was happy enough just to be holding me, let alone having his way. I couldn't stop myself. Soon my hands found their way to his neck pulling him closer.

"Oh Bella", he gasped. He propped me up against his waist and started for the bed. Dropping me on it he quickly made his way on top of me. Moving from my mouth he ventured to my neck. I felt his teeth against my skin. It hurt, but it wasn't too bad so as to stop him. His hands above my head now sketched my body, sending shivers with their trail. His left hand slipped to his jeans and I heard a zip. Was he really doing this! Did he actually think now was the time? I looked up into his eyes and they were totally black. He was facing me but it was like he wasn't even looking. His body started pushing against mine back and forth. I let out a cry-

"Jacob!" His breathing started getting heavier and his body more eager. He placed his hands on the rim of my jeans and undid the button. What was he thinking?! I cried out again.

"JACOB STOP!" Still he ignored. Finally I pushed him away with my arms using all the force I had. He sat up and looked at me, apparently my reaction had made some sort of dent in his decision. His eye's were so dark. He went to lean back in…I'd had enough so I punched him square in the jaw, probably breaking something in the action. Not his jaw but my hand cracked. Instantly his eyes faded back to their normal chocolaty brown. His expression was confused.

"Bella?" His brows smoldered together in concentration.

"What was that Jacob?!" Realization hit him, he stood up off the bed and zipped up his jeans.

"I'm not sure…" His voice grew. "Why did you let me do that!" This took me by shock. Why was he mad at me? What did I do? He continued. " Bella I told you I wasn't ready". Instantly I felt like I was shrinking. He was a hawk and I was the helpless mouse.

"…but I didn't do anything". He trampled to the door and held it open.

"I think you should leave Bella". I sat there in disbelief. Why was he acting like this?

"I think I should too!" I got off the bed and stormed past him. He grabbed my arm.

"Bella-". I Interrupted.

"Goodbye Jacob". I heading down the short hallway storming right past Billy and looked back as I stepped through the door. Standing in his doorway his face was torn. It looked like I just ripped his heart out. I shut the door and left La Push.