A/N: First let me say: . I went into to shock when I saw all the reviews you guys got in! 46 so far! That's an amazing number! I freaked. Really. That the highest number of reviews I've gotten for a chapter. Well, it's tied with chapter 19 but that' been up for quite a while now. O my Edward Jacob Jasper Emmett.

If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand.

I hope you find out what you want. I already know what I am. And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again.

And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am. I'll grow old and start acting my age. I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate.

the boy who blocked his own shot – brand new

The reddish brown wolf turned to look at me, straight in the eye. There was something freakily familiar about those eyes. The wolf seemed to recognize me too because after looking at me, he growled and the three other wolves growled back…to him? He 'pulled himself' together and a man stood in front of me. A very naked man I should say. My jaw dropped as I looked into those too familiar eyes.

"Jake?"

He didn't say anything as the other wolves continued to growl at him. Theirs eyes, higher than I would have imagined looked at us with determined eyes, as if they were just waiting for instruction to kill us. They were like horses, only thick with muscle and fur – and teeth like knives which were probably going to be on us any moment. The tallest of them, the black one took a step toward my used-to-be-best-friend. It seemed like he was threatening him.

My protective side came up and I had to distract them.

"Jacob?" My voice filled with vulnerability. All eyes were on me. All 16 pairs of eyes.

"Who the hell is Jacob?" Rosalie muttered.

Jacob Black turned to look at me. I knew that he recognized me. I was ninety nine point nine percent sure. He looked back to the big black wolf and then at me with pleading eyes. Then, a low hiss escaped his lips and he was gone. In his place was the reddish brown wolf. The russet wolf and the black one, Jacob and someone else, seemed to be deep in conversation,

Before I had time to wonder about they were talking about, Jacob started backing away. He made it out of the house without giving his back to us. Edward frowned but he seemed…grateful?

"What is it?" I whispered to Edward, way too low for even Alice, who was standing next to me, to hear.

"He wants to talk to you." He told me.

Without a warning, Jacob walked back into the room, fully clothed this time. I was too stressed out to freak out about seeing him…without clothes before.

I gulped as I really examined his face for the first time in so long. He didn't look exactly the same, which was to be expected. His hair, his beautiful long hair was gone. It was cropped military-short. I had to admit, even though I expected him to look older, he looked too old. Way too old.

"Bella?" His face, which until now had had a dead expression, crumbled.

I couldn't stand seeing him in pain. Afraid that my voice might break, I nodded.

"What happened to you?" He didn't even notice the rest of the vampires and werewolves who were silently watching our conversation.

I stood there, unsure of what to say. Hey, Jake? You might have noticed I look exactly the same and I'm cold and hard… yeah, it's just me.

I looked at Edward, for support and help, but Jacob mistook the gesture.

"He did this to you!?" He growled, now fully aware of Edward's presence.

Edward winced.

He took a step toward Edward but Edward stayed put, his face was in agony. Guilt, I realized, too.

I stepped in between them.

"It's not his fault!" I screeched. "I'm fine, Jacob" I said firmly.

That only seemed to put him more on edge. Furious.

"Fine?!" FINE? You call this fine?" As if to prove his point, the sun shone through the window, hitting my arm. My skin sparkled as it always did in the sun.

He looked at me with repulsion. His hands, which were closed into fists, started shaking hard. The tremors were moving throughout his whole body. A growl from the black wolf calmed him down.

"Jake?" He recoiled. "I'm more than fine," I said softly. I didn't want to be on his bad side. "I'm still me" I added.

"Are you?" He hissed.

"Yeah. Come on, Jake. I'm a freak. So what? "So what if I don't age? So what if I can't have kids? So what? There is nothing wrong with me. If you can look past that, I'm still me." My voice was barely a whisper.

I could see his resolve drifting and so could everyone else. The black wolf growled again.

"I know, Sam!" Jacob snapped. He turned back to me, and his face was expressionless once again. "It doesn't change anything, Bells. I'm sorry." The words cut me deeper than anything before.

And then he lunged for Edward.

I know, I know. Cliffie much? You know you like it.

Who hates Sam? Say I (in your review) haha.

Ever wonder who would walk away? Edward or Jacob? My money's on Edward but who knows, Jacob might surprise us all. Mwahahaha , thought. Who would walk away? Jacob's pretty furious right now…

So choices this week:

Edward lives, Jake dies

B) Jacob lives, Eddie dies.

c) They both die

d) Bella dies.

e) Surprise me. Gosh, what is it with the dying options?

Lol choose one :)

IMPORTANT: I'm halfway through the next chapter, so get the reviews in. Who knows, maybe I'll update sooner :)

Love, alex.