A/N: OH MY EDWARDJASPEREMMETTCULLEN!

No way.

No effing way.

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Song of the chapter:

You've been taking control of our lives
And you've been letting us go
You've been taking control of our lives
And we wont take it when you wont take it, oh no

Taking Control by Eisley.

Jacob's eyes hardened as he sauntered towards me.

"Jacob, don't do this." An emotion flashed across his face bit it was gone so soon I didn't have time to recognize it. "Please, Jake?"

I knew he didn't want to do this. Why id he have to listen to that stupid mutt!? Stupid pack-leader, decision-making pup! I hated him. Okay, so hate is a strong emotion. I strongly disliked Sam at this moment; though I knew he was just doing what he thought was best.

Still, I was blinded by rage. Anger boiled inside me. How dare he?! Everything was finally right!! Who was he to come and ruin everything for me!?

I calmed myself down. Getting mad would only make things worse.

And because I had a bigger problem in front of me. Literally. Jacob was a good three steps in front of me.

I knew then that my decision was made. I did not want to fight Jacob. I wouldn't. If he wanted to kill me – fine. It's that that I suddenly felt suicidal, it was that I simply could not fight Jacob; I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I were to hurt him.

So my decision was made. I wouldn't fight him. Now if I could only change Jacob's decision…

And then it came to me. A memory. It was blurry, from a couple of years back. I told myself repeatedly that I was wrong – that it wouldn't work. He wouldn't care anymore. Yet I stupidly Felt hope.

"Jake." I said pleadingly. He didn't respond - his eyes were fixated on me. I was his prey and he was the hunter. Déjà vu, anyone? Only I could have this happen to me again. I took a deep breath. "Jacob, you promised."

That hit a nerve – I could tell. He froze, in the middle of taking another step. His façade crumbled. The blank masked was replaced by my Jacob. And his expression was torn as we both remembered…

Flashback

16yrsold&16yrsold&16yrsold

"Come , Bella!" He yelled over the sound of the waves crashing. My best friend, Jacob Black, pulled me along towards the shore. I was 16 and he was 14, but age didn't matter to us. Every summer we did everything together. Everything. Even though I was supposed to be visiting my dad, I spent way more time with Jacob. He was my best friend. Key word being friends.

It always worried me that he thought of us as more than friends. His other two best friends, Quil and Embry, would always tease him when they thought I couldn't hear. They'd make kissing noises and tease him about spending too much time with me or they'd call me his girlfriend.

What bothered me was that Jake never corrected them. He never explained that we were just best friends. He'd just blush and laugh it off.

He tugged at my arm as I slowed down.

"Where are you taking me, Jake?" I asked curiously.

"It's a surprise, Bells." He winked at me.

"You know I don't like surprises." I frowned.

"Yup" He said, unashamed.

"Jacob" I whined.

"Bella." He mocked me – earning a playful shove.

I stopped walking.

"What's wrong?" He asked, as he noticed my reluctance to walk.

"Tell me where we're going, Jake. You know I don't like surprises."

"I could tell you, I guess." He mused, and then he smirked. "Or I could just carry you there." He bent over to pick me up and put me over his shoulder cave-man style, but I pushed his arms away, laughing.

"Please?" I pouted. I knew he couldn't say no when I pouted.

He sighed, looking away, trying to avoid looking at me.

"Nope." He chuckled.

"Please?" I glanced at him from under my eyelashes when he finally turned around to look at me.
"We're going to our tree." His voice was a little uneven. I turned my face a bit to hide my smirk. I'd seen it on movies, but I didn't think that shameless flirting would get me the information I needed.

He started walking again, taking my hand in his.

I wondered briefly what we looked like to others. Boy and girl walking down the beach holding hand on their way to their tree. A couple.

I grimaced as I realized this. But we were just friends, I told myself. Just really close friends.

By the time we reached our tree, all the awkward thinking was forgotten and we were laughing about something that was not even remotely funny.

"Bella?" He whispered, looking out into the ocean. Either thinking deeply about something important or avoiding eye contact.

"Yeah?" I was nervous about asking – I had a feeling things were about to get awkward.

"I like you." He looked down and fiddled with the hem of his shirt.

"I like you, too Jake." I said, too caught up in something else to see how nervous he was, and what he'd actually meant.

"Bella." He waved his hands in front of me to get my attention.

"What?" I snapped.

"I like you. A lot. Will you be my girlfriend?" He looked into my eyes – without a doubt that I'd say no.

Stupidly, I just sat there, frozen. What was I supposed to say? I didn't like him that way.

I didn't have time to think much about it because he was leaning in. His eyes were closing slowly and his head tilted a tiny bit.

I freaked. I did the only thing I could do. I stood up – avoiding him.

"I'm sorry." He whispered after a long pause.

"Me too." I said sincerely.

"Bella, I really am sorry. I didn't mean to make things awkward between us."

"Jake." I sighed. "I – I just can't. You're my best friend, Jacob. You're like a brother to me." I explained.

He thought this over and nodded sadly. "Yeah, I kind of expected that." He frowned. "It's okay, Bella. I just want you to be happy."

"You sure? You're okay?" I had an urge to hug him and comfort him.

He nodded. "Whatever you want, as long as you're happy, I'll be fine. I'll deal with it. I promise." He reached over to tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear. "As long as you're happy." He repeated.

"You promise?" I gave him a weak smile.

"I promise." He took my hand and we walked home.

End of the Flashback

Jacob grimaced. I could tell he was fighting with himself. Fighting against his instinct – Sam's order. His whole frame started to shake uncontrollably. I could see the sound he made when he gritted his teeth and I could see how his hands quickly became fists. A low growl formed at his throat.

"I –can't – do this." He sounded like he was choking. Like he wanted to stop but he couldn't find the strength to do it. Then his eyes locked on mine and so quickly, I barely had time to register it, he phased, turning to Sam. The other three men phased, too. Confused about why – and more importantly, how – Jacob phased and went against Sam's orders.

I grabbed Edward's hand, feeling the need to listen.

No. Jacob growled.

What? Sam retorted incredulously.

I told you not to do this, Sam. I can't. I won't.

Jacob, you don't have a choice. You know I hate to do this, but you will do exactly as I say.

Jacob growled fiercely in response.

Ephrain Black's son was not born to follow SamUley's. Jake growled. His voice sounded so much different. With authority.

What have you done, Jacob?

I'm not following you orders. This is wrong – you know that.

The pack will never follow you, Jacob Black.

I don't need a pack. I'm not here to take your place, Sam! But I'm not taking your orders!

Quil and Embry whimpered as two members of their pack fought. Slowly, Quil jogged over to Jake's side.

He's right, Sam. Quil said. He sounded firm but scared.

NO! Sam growled.

Sam. Embry pleaded as he too joined Jacob's side.

With one last growl, Sam ran out of the room. More like sprinted.

Thanks, guys. You shouldn't need to do this. I'm sorry I brought you into this. The russet wolf whimpered.

Don't worry about it. Embry told him loyally.

Yeah, if I had the power to stand up to Sam I would've done it, too. Quil added.

Uh, should we phase back? Jacob asked, totally unaware that Edward and I were listening in.

Nah. Let them worry a bit. See if it's possible for a vampire to get a complex. Quil barked a laugh. Edward managed to suppress the laughter, but I didn't. The small chuckle I let out turned into a full blown out laughing fit. Maybe it was because I was relieved.

What's with her? Embry laughed at me.

Dunno. Maybe she is getting a complex. Huh. Quil teased.

You guys are giving me a headache. I'll be right back. Jacob said.

Why? Oh right, the clothes issue. She's already seen you naked, though. Quil laughed.

:):):):):)

Eventually, all three of them phased back (fully clothed, thankfully) and they started to explain.

"Really?" Alice asked excitedly, so much into the 'story' since she couldn't see the future with them around. Everything was just so darn exciting for her. Everyone on the other hand, was still wary. They didn't quite feel as comfortable as me with the wolves. They were still grateful to Jacob for what he did, but they didn't let their guards down. Especially the Morgans. After Jacob, Quil and Embry came in to talk to us; they excused themselves and left without another word. That was odd. They looked… frustrated? Alex seemed overly worried, but something was off. It was like a perfectly delivered scene by a great actor – yet you could still tell he was acting. It surprised me to think of him this way, he'd been nothing but helpful and understanding since we met. Alex was the one out of the Morgan family that I hung out with the most. Liz coming in at second.

"Yeah! And then Jacob totally told Sam to back off and then threatened him if he didn't! And then…" Quil had insisted on telling what happened first. Telling his side of the story. Jacob rolled his eyes and nudged him with his elbow to let him know he was going a bit over the top. After Quil finished, Jacob simply told us what he'd exaggerated on and then Edward explained that we already knew. We talked endlessly (quite literally, since we didn't get tired as easily) about everything. Our powers, our lives. Sigh. And eventually, the treaty.

I had been dreading this part of our talk. Even though Sam wasn't here, it was still a touchy subject.

"We'll just rewrite it, right?" Jacob asked unsure.

"Yes." Carlisle spoke. "Actually I think we could just renew it. The conditions haven't changed. We made a mistake but that is fixed. It won't happen again." Carlisle said expertly.

They agreed and they renewed the treaty. I mostly stayed out of the conversation, trying my hardest to not say anything – fearing I'd say the wrong thing and upset Jacob and his friends. I didn't try to listen to the specifications of the treaty – I tried not to worry about it, hoping I'd never actually break the treaty. Oh, this had been some day.

As they talked in the dining room, I inconspicuously slipped out of the room. With nowhere in mind, I just walked aimlessly around the house and ended up out on the porch- and stayed there for what seemed hours.

"Hey, Bells." Jacob suddenly appeared behind me.

"Hey, Jake" I smiled brightly at him.

He took a deep breath.

"So… you're okay here?" He asked carefully.

"Yes. I'm better than okay." I whispered contently. Maybe I was finally getting my happy ending… without all the interruptions.

He nodded to himself. "Yeah, we're just about to leave." He whispered.

I couldn't help the feeling of sadness that washed over me. I loved Jake, I missed him. He was my best friend, my brother. He was family to me. And now he was leaving. But I knew he had to, he couldn't possibly stay.

"You take care, okay? I don't want to hear you're skipping school or picking fight with Embry, all right?" I teased.

"You too, Bells." He stretched out his arm, plugging his nose at the same time.

"Here goes nothing." I said, making a big deal of taking a deep breath away from him (so I wouldn't smell his nose burning scent) and hugging him.

"Promise to keep in touch?" I asked.

"Mmm, I'm not so sure about that." He chuckled. "Last time I promised something to you, and look how it turned out." He teased. And then held out his pinky. "Pinky promise." He laughed.

"Pinky promise." I repeated.

:):):):):)

"It wasn't that bad, now was it?" I was cuddling with Edward on the couch, looking for something to watch on TV.

"Well," He hesitated. "You did hug him a lot, I think that was the worst part." He teased.

"Oh, please." I turned to look at him. "You're the one I'm marrying. You're the one I love. You're the one I'm spending eternity with." I whispered passionately.

And then I kissed him. He responded as I knew he would. He gently caressed my lips and then the kiss grew as he pulled me closer to him. My hands somehow tangled themselves into his silky, bronze hair. When I tugged gently, he groaned and ran his tongue across my bottom lip. Without a second thought, I parted my lips quickly. He breathed in as I breathed out and vice versa. I felt him start to pull away, so I grabbed his bottom lip with both of mine and sucked gently, a moan escaping his mouth.

As always, too early, he pulled away.

"You'll be the death of me, Isabella." He whispered, enjoying the moment. "Be right back." He tapped his temple and he walked to the door.

A light knock on the door interrupted us. Alice flashed downstairs and opened before Edward. She was still worried that her visions weren't coming back, but we thought it just took some time to get them back after having contact with werewolves.

"LIZ!" She yelled excitedly. "Oh, my. You have to help me with the flowers! I don't know which ones to pick!" She started to ramble on about the thing that still needed to be done for the wedding (which was two weeks away) when Liz interrupted her.

"Ali, hold on. I've got a surprise!" She grinned.

Alice gasped. "The surprise?! Already? I thought we'd agreed on next week." She whispered, her poor attempt to keep this from us.

"Well…I got carried away. What can I say? You rubbed off on me." Liz said.

"Beeella!" Alice called.

"Coming, coming." I muttered. They knew I didn't like surprises.

As soon as they came into view, I was bombarded with confetti and hugs. Everyone, my family (Carlisle, Esme, Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, Alice, and Edward) and The Morgans (Alex, Liz, Jason, Natalie) were hugging me like there was no tomorrow.

"Happy Birthday, Bella!" Alice yelled. Her high voice stood out.

"Happy Birthday!" Liz said, hugging me tightly and then shoving a white piece of paper in front of me with fine print.

Soon enough, I recognized what it was. A plane ticket.

"WE"RE GOING TO ITALY!"

BUM BUM BUM

Not my usual cliffie. Decided to give you guys a break of those :) so are the wolves really all done and forgotten about?

Question:

What should happen next? (Cause I'm soo not done with this)

Morgans die.

Cullens die (except Edward)lol

The wolves come back. And we kill Sam. lol

Ian comes back from the dead. Lol it could happen.

Victoria suddenly makes her way into this story

I decide (cause I have another idea…) mwahaha

Make your own option?