CHAPTER –look in the upright corner and insert chapter number here- :) Anywho at the request of twialleyholic-OCD I have made some of this chapter in Sam's POV, oh and BTW I'm giving Sam a couple of kids because if Jacob has one then certainly Sam and Emily do.

Many hugs and cookies to twialleyholic-OCD!!!!

Once again… I OWN LIZZY XD

But no one else. Especially not Edward. –Sigh-

-If you wanna know the POV read the author's note-

I held Emily on my arm as we walked through the night and into the house. I looked over at my beloved and she gave me an angelic smile. My heart filled with warmth along with pain as I saw the three slash scars on her face. The common sting I feel never dulled or nor did I ever become numb to it. I unlocked the door for her and turned to her.

"Emily, I have to call the pack for our nightly meeting. Will you be ok here by yourself with the kids and all?" I asked.

She giggled a little. Much to my pleasure to be able to hear her sweet voice, and nodded adding on to it, "You ask me that every night and the answer is always the same. I'll be fine! Now go on and don't be home too late." I nodded and kissed her cheek lightly; the feeling of her soft skin under my lips never seized to send shivers through me.

I unwillingly left the house, tying my clothes into a knot around my leg, and shifted.

Once I was in wolf form, I automatically waited to hear Jacob's mental voice. Being second in command meant we met up just a little earlier than the rest of pack. I listened, but didn't hear anything.

Jacob? I called through my mind. I got no response.

Well maybe something at home was keeping him, he was sometimes late, he loves to spend time with his family. He spends all day with them sometimes; I wished that my kids and I had that kind of relationship; they always spend quality time with each other. And on top if that Lizzy never wears anything inappropriate, not skirts or even T-shirts! I wish that my kids had that kind of respect for me and their mother. Plus whenever Jacob finally joins us he is usually in a pretty good mood.

I waited for the appropriate amount of time for Jacob to get here.

I decided to follow his scent.

I caught wind of it and sped off in the direction of his house.

Oh. I thought. He must still be with his family, I'll leave him alone. But his scent was about an hour old… I couldn't catch a fresh scent. I also caught the faint scent of… a Cullen. A growl ripped through me as I raced as fast as my legs could carry me to Jacob's house, the only fresh scent was Lizzy's scent, but I didn't catch Bella's.

I broke through the trees to see Jacob's broken and mangled corpse lying near the bushes, and the Cullens' scent was all over it.

My vision glowed red and pain with a mixture of rage rocked through me. We would never hear Jacob's voice again. Never hear his sarcastic remarks again. Never hear him make another bet with Embry and Quil. Never hear him growl when he lost control. Never again. I turned on my heels and ran to our usual meeting place, while I ran I coordinated. I wanted the plan to be read what happened and what our plan of attack was.

Slowly the rest of the pack came in for our nightly patrol. I replayed what I had seen in my mind over again repeating that we don't let our emotions in the way. We didn't have time for those. Though I only smelled Lizzy's scent I knew Bella wouldn't run off with Cullen without her. So we had to act quickly or they would leave town.

When they all heard what happened, there was a mix of horrible sadness and uncontrollable rage, hearing it everyone else's mind only fueled my own. Growls filled the night air.

We all turned in unison and took off back to the scene if the crime, we all sought revenge for our comrades' death, which was good because it got us in the zone to take down a vampire. When we arrived to the house they all got into position, luckily Bella and Edward were in the house now. It would make it all the easier.

We heard hard whispers coming from inside the house, the tone the conversation had was one of sadness and regret. It sickened me. They didn't bother mourning when Jacob died, but they're about to mourn for the murderer?

After the whispers seized, we saw the killer himself walk out of the door with a business like expression. He stood in front of us and closed his eyes, inviting us to slay him. His arrogance only made me want to kill him slower. I got into a crouch and was about to spring when I heard a shrill voice call "stop" at us.

I froze and whipped my head around to see Lizzy standing in the doorway with an expression of hopelessness. She made her way to take a position in front of Edward. Wait, why is she protecting him?! He killed her Dad! And they were so close too! I couldn't believe the very nerve this girl had!

Edward leaned down and whispered hastily into her ear "what are you doing?" but she shushed him, much to his distain. Just then, Bella came through the doorway, she gasped lightly and her eyes shone with tears as she saw her daughter standing defensively in front of the monster.

(AN- read the next paragraph carefully, I know it's a pain to read a ridiculously long paragraph but trust me)

"Look, I know that you all are my Uncles and Aunt," We all felt Leah jerk at that when she said that. Wait, how did she know?! "But you never understood what took place at our house. Ever since I was born- and before that it happened to Mom- Jacob, and no I will not refer him as my father, beat us daily. You were all oblivious to this." How is that possible? Jacob was always a model father! But why else would Lizzy defend a Cullen? Is it possible that Jacob could have… no! I won't break my trust in Jacob so easily! The other members on the pack had similar thoughts to mine. "He… well I'm not exactly how this all works but he apparently 'blocked his thoughts' from you all," Ok block his thoughts? Well… Jacob was always good at things like that… and Lizzy seemed way too grown up to be thirteen… maybe it's all true. I didn't want to believe, I truly shuddered at the dream of Jacob hurting either Lizzy or Bella. But Bella had always seemed distant and not as outspoken as she used to be. And she was a lot clumsier lately… oh my god. "And I'm guessing you all know about Edward and my Mom's relationship and how he was… gone before. He makes Mom happier than I've ever seen her, in the past hours I've seen a significant change in her demeanor and her overall mood. Now, you are all here to punish him for wrongfully killing Jacob. I wanted to explain that, that isn't true! Jacob was about to kill Mom and I! You were at the party so you don't know this, but Edward is the reason we are both alive." I can't imagine trying to kill his family, I looked over to Bella. I knew that if Lizzy was lying then her face would surely show it. But her face- unfortunately- showed no sign of waver. I'd clung to the hope that this was all a sick joke. Edward saved our lives, and I feel I owe him because he has made improvements to our lives and given me something I haven't experienced… ever!" Lizzy's voice was filled with so much emotion it scared me; she really felt this way. It was all true. She stared into each of our eyes, finally resting on mine to say what Edward apparently gave her. "Hope." She breathed. That word had so much emotion, power and message behind it. It meant so much. "Edward has brought me hope. And if you want to get to Edward," she spread her feet. "Then you will have to go through me!"

Everyone's mind was, for once, silent. Nobody had any thoughts outside of astonishment. I realized that Lizzy was telling nothing but the truth. Plus, when you thought about it, it made sense. The fact that Jacob hid his thoughts from us matched Jacob's character. It pained me to think I'd once somewhat looked up to him; I thought that he was using an affective discipline manner, but nothing like abuse. Jacob was gone, so I'd never have my chance to give him a piece of my mind. All of the pack was in a state of hate. And my emotions were the same. For thirteen years we'd never suspected what was really going on; we were so ignorant. Lizzy and Bella were hurting for thirteen years and we thought nothing was going on! If only we'd found out sometime before this. We could have stopped it! We could have protected them from the monster Jacob really is. And Edward wasn't the killer. He was their savior. It was sick to think we were ready to murder him not five minutes ago; I couldn't even think about it now.

I signaled for us to take our leave, and we all ran back into the forest, leaving them behind.

Ok so I know, it didn't move the plot forward but I agreed that it would be good for you all to see Sam's thoughts during her speech. Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo review! Because I don't think I did Sam all that well…