A/N: I have to go to my grandma's this weekend (No internet access!) but since I write this in a journal first, I'll hopefully write a lot more. But anyways, the next chapter should be up next Wednesday. Thanks for reading, and please review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, or any of it's character.

Chapter 11

BPOV

James kicked the Jacob-wolf in the chest, and he flew back. James sprinted over to my side, and started pushing me into the forest, away from wolf-boy. Jake had sprung back up, aiming at James, who was by me. James shoved me out of the way, and punched Jake in the jaw. He fur had a bit of dried blood on it- which repulsed me- but otherwise it seemed like he healed fast. They were both growling. I was motionless- which was stupid, because there was so much I could be doing, but whenever I stepped forward, James told me to stay out of it, taking time out of his fight to do so. James had a logical reason to attach- Jake did it first- but why would Jacob take on two powerful vampires, even if he is a super-sized wolf and I'm not doing much?

"Wait! James, stop, let Jake speak." They both paused, and I looked at the Jacob-wolf. Slowly, he changed back into a human, bare naked. I covered my eyes with my hand. "Ugh, Jake," I complained.

"It's not like I can help it. Now what was it you wanted?" Jake looked uncomfortable, probably because James' eyes kept on shifting between the two of us.

"We wanted to know why you're here, and why you're trying to kill us."

"Oh. That," Jake paused. "Bella, you shouldn't be with him. You shouldn't be killing humans. If anything you should be back with the Cullens. They're good; you can trust them. They won't hurt you." He looked pointedly at James when he said the last couple of sentences.

"No, Jake, it's my choice. I can do what I want."

James was snarling. I pressed my hand to his chest in hopes to calm him down. It didn't work. There was only one that that was guaranteed to be successful, but I'd rather not do that in front of Jake and his innocent mind. Too late now, because James had lunged at Jacob. Using the period of surprise, James was able to dig his hand into human-Jake's heart, crushing it. Jacob's body fell to the ground.

"Come on, Bella, we have to get out of here before one of wolf-boy's friends notices him, or, worse, one of the Cullens spots us."

"Fine, but where are we going?"

"We're nomads. We aren't headed anywhere in particular."

"Shouldn't we have a goal of some sort, so I feel like I have a purpose in life?"

"No, we don't need a goal. But you do have a purpose: to make me feel good. Do you still want to 'create new memories'?"

"I would love to, but shouldn't we go? Also, fucking you would probably be weird around Jacob's dead body."

"True. Considering her had a huge crush on you. It's extremely pathetic, really."

"What? How can you tell?"

"It's obvious, isn't it?"

"No, not to me."

"Well, then, your loss," James shrugged.

"You think you would care more, wouldn't you?"

"No, not me. You know that I really don't give a damn."

"Well, what about me? Do you care about me?"

"You know I do, Bella. That's why I didn't kill you."

"So, what, am I like the only person- or thing- that you care about?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

"You need a life."

"We're both technically dead. We can't have 'lives'."

"Too bad. You need to let more people in your life."

"But who do you expect me to 'let in'? The only person I see is you."

"How about Laurent? You two seemed like such great friends."

"Yeah, until he ditched me for vegetarian vampires. Plus, I suspected that he stayed with me just for a shot at Victoria. He hated my guts, but he was too polite to admit it."

"Hmm...He seemed nice enough."

"But that was before, when you were 'afraid' of me."

"Ok...Maybe we should visit him."

"Do you know where he's at?"

"Yes."

"Are you going to tell me where?"

"Maybe..."

"Bella, tell me. Now."

"Fine. Before we left Forks, Laurent was at the Cullen's house. Carlisle had mentioned another..."

"Coven?"

"That works. Thanks. Carlisle mentioned another coven of vegetarian vampires that he knows. Laurent said he would check them out."

"And where are these other vampires?"

"Oh, they are in Denali, Alaska."

"That's not that far. But I don't want to see him."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want to. Shut up about it."

"What won't you tell me?" I was stunned. James was usually more opened about stuff.

"Bella, he betrayed me. If someone did that to you, would you want me to pester you with questions about it?"

"I wouldn't care."

James smacked his forehead with his palm.

"Not helping, Bella."

"You don't feel comfortable talking about it?"

"Yes, exactly. Now, what do you want to do?"

"You. Please, James, fuck me."

James looked surprised. Most of the time I wasn't so upfront about that type of thing. It wasn't that I didn't like it- I loved it- it's just that I was raised that way. Plus, it was my weak spot. I had no experience, and sometimes the way I caught James looking at me made it seem like that impacted our relationship.

"I gladly would, but we should go elsewhere first, to avoid more wolfs or weird vamps." James grabbed my hand, like always, and we started running. We had no particular destination or route. We didn't need any, as long as we had each other. We believed we were in love. We hadn't found anything to doubt it, but, then again, we didn't have much to prove it, besides our words.

Both of us being quite people, we didn't talk much, unless it was important. I pulled us to a stop.

"James. I-I think that maybe we should go back to the Cullens." I braced myself for his anger.

"Now why the hell would we do that? We're avoiding them, after all."

"I would just want to go and thank them for everything they did...they aren't bad people, you know."

"But they are the outcasts of the vampire world. They eat animals, and they wanted to kill me."

"They thought they were protecting me. That's called being nice. Don't freak out about it."

"We are not going back. That's final, Bella."

"But-"

"God, you're so fucking stubborn. You want to go back, you can go back if you want to. On your own."

Was he...ditching me or giving me up or something?

"What, are you tricking me? Again."

"No, it just seemed like you wanted to go back, so I was politely offering you the choice."

"That's... out of character. But I don't want to leave you. Please, don't make me."

"Nobody's making you do anything you do want to. I already promised multiple times that I'll stay with you. You just don't seem to understand that."

"I'm not going back, I just wanted to see your reaction."

James rolled his eyes.

"Like always."

"Yup, I love doing that."

"Like you love me?"

"Yes, exactly. I love you," I said, just to prove the point. We were out of Washington by now. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I pressed my body against his. James' arms surrounded me. I felt so nearly complete. Only him being inside of me would make me feel more whole.

"The hotel was fun." James randomly stated.

"Sure... But what about it?" I looked at him.

"Nothing, I just wanted to say that. Sarah was cool."

"Ha! You did like her! I knew it."

"Yeah, I spent money on food and a room that basically went to waste, and you killed her. Not even brutally!"

"What was... James, I think..."

"Of course you think, Bella, most vampires do."

"No, James I mean that I think I hear something."

"Another being come to interrupt us?"

"James, don't' joke around with this. It's serious. Last time it was Victoria."

"Ok, what direction did you hear-"

"Bella!" a high-pitched, so very familiar voice called, cutting off James. The owner of the voice tackled me to the forest floor, in what was hopefully meant to be a loving manor. I realized who had jumped on top of me.

"Alice?" I gasped.