-A week later Blaine's POV

Blaine woke up wishing for sleep to keep him for just a little while longer. It was easier in sleep there was no pain. Waking up though? His ribs ground against one another every time he breathed. Making just living feel like he was inhaling glass shards. Jacob had broken at least four ribs, caused a concussion, sprained Blaine's wrist, and refused to take Blaine to the hospital. "You need to be controlled babe. Your whole body is screaming out for it." He had said darkly. Thankfully, Jacob had not claimed him yet. There was the smallest sliver of control over the wolf who Blaine knew without a doubt wanted to fuck him for a few days without pause.

Jacob had marked him though. The bite still stung whenever he moved his neck. The only positive side to this was that Jacob seemed more calm with Blaine carrying the symbol of eternal ownership on his neck. The negative? Blaine knew now that the only reason he was staying with Jacob was out of pity and fear. He was afraid of how Jacob would react if he found out that Blaine didn't want to stay. Pity because it wasn't Jacob's fault for how everything turned out. Blaine could no longer be a blind victim. Jacob was violent and jealous, that would never change. He would never build a real relationship with Jacob and he would never love the man. It was simply a way to calm him down and stay alive.

All in all though, he had to admit that if he could ask for just one thing right now it would be access to a doctor. A licensed doctor. Sam had come in to look at his wounds and told Jacob quite plainly that there were fractures, but Jacob refused to put Blaine in a situation where he would be in contact with other men. He gave Blaine plenty of painkillers, but those wore off and the pain was still like a klaxon even through the haze of medication. Today though he had waken up with blood on his pillow. It was with a (painful) gasp of horror that he realized that he might have a punctured lung. His breathing wasn't any harder than usual, but blood was just never a good sign. He had been formulating a plan and decided that today was as good as another to try it out.

Jacob had been out patrolling, but when he returned he hid his tiredness to smile at Blaine and give him a kiss.

"How are the ribs going babe?" He asked with genuine concern. That was the worst part. If he was just a sadistic asshole then Blaine could put up with it, but Jacob actually worried and cared for his mate. Blaine decided to try regular channels before resorting to his plan on the off chance that Jacob would change his mind.

"They don't feel worse but there was blood on my pillow this morning." Blaine said, hoping beyond hope that Jacob would take him to help. Surprise and then worry crossed Jacob's features. "Babe, do you think...your lung?"

Blaine shrugged, "I don't know, it feels okay, but blood Jacob. Blood, that is never a good sign. You know I need to go to the hospital." Jacob sighed and shook his head. "You know how I feel about that. We'll keep an eye on you and if it gets bad then I'll take you. Coughing up blood isn't instantly a death sentence though Blaine." Blaine sighed, it seemed he was going to have to make the compromise.

"Babe, if you take me. No, even if you just call Dr. Cullen up here to check on me then...I'll let you claim me."

Jacob's reaction surprised him. He had been expecting an enthusiastic agreement, but instead he growled and stood back away from Blaine. "Goddammit Blaine. I don't want making love to you to be a compromise. I don't want to force it on you." Blaine was confused. "I thought...I thought that you wanted to claim me. So I-" "I do want to claim you. However, if I wanted it to be a thing where you were forced into it I would've just raped you on the first night. Do you have any idea of the amount of control it takes to be near you all the time? And yet here you are, treating it like a novelty. A bargaining chip that you can use when you want something. I want our first time to be something you'll remember for the rest of your life as something that you enjoyed, something that makes you smile."

Jacob was angry, but it was more of a disappointed anger. An anger that spoke of hurt and unfulfilled expectations. It made Blaine feel like shit. He was a shitty human being for saying what he had. He shouldn't have tried to compromise or haggle his way through it. Well...maybe he should have, but with something else. It was obvious that Jacob wanted to make the night they did make love to be special and he was just treating it like a shot. (No pun intended.)

And still Jacob was being reasonable: "I will call Dr. Cullen in a few minutes to come and patch you up. You shouldn't have said what you did, but you wouldn't have if I had been taking care of you. This is my fault, and I acknowledge that. And I am still going to wait until I can take your virginity without hurting you. But please, don't ever trivialize it again. It's a very important thing to me." It wasn't a threat or a warning. It was a request, and it made Blaine feel lower then if Jacob had raped him. He nodded silently and waited for his boyfriend to return from his phone call.

Feelings of worthlessness meet Blaine Baca.

-Emmett's POV

Emmett sat up quickly when Alice gasped. He had been watching uninterestedly the game on TV and wallowing in his depression. He hadn't seen or heard form Blaine in a few days and he was scared that maybe something had happened. He tried not to think dark thoughts, but if vampires were made of stone then memories were chiseled in and couldn't just be wiped away. He had tried the usual distraction techniques. He played football with Alice and Jasper, Call of Duty with Bella who was surprisingly good, hunting, and reading old Japanese novels. Nothing would drive his mind away from thoughts of Blaine. When Alice sat up quickly though, he tried for her sake to appear more than mildly interested.

"What's wrong, did you see a bear attacking and actually bringing in some excitement?"

She shot him a glare. "No. I saw Carlisle disappearing at the reservation. It's foggy, but I think he's going to go for Blaine-" "Who is suffering from some broken ribs and possibly a collapsed lung." Carlisle himself interrupted, once again showing his unequaled ability to show up out of nowhere, even for a vampire he was unbelievably good at it. None of that even registered for Emmett though, who had only heard the words Blaine and Suffering. Without his conscious consent, he let out a low growl form deep in his chest. "Blaine is hurt? It was that fucking mutt wasn't it? I told you we needed to go and check on him, but you care more about the privacy of dogs than about humans and your family. You don't even give a shit that he's in trouble do you?" He asked in a snarl. The look that Carlisle gave him was nearly breathtaking...in a bad way. It said, 'You may be a century old, but I am your father and if you snarl at me like that again I will remind you of that fact.' Emmett shrunk back and gave an apologetic look back to his father.

Carlisle was easy to forgive and quick to forget, his tone when he spoke was just as gentle as ever. "I know how you feel son, but just because we have a treaty with the tribe that does not mean we get to do what we want. We cannot steal away the imprint of Jacob. Now, if Blaine asked us to take him in, we would do so without question. If Jacob decides it would be in Blaine's best interest for us to take Blaine to a place of safety well then most certainly, we would take him immediately. I know how much it hurts you to be apart from him, how cruel it is that you finally find your true love only to find out that he is with another. And a shifter no less. But I will not risk our settlement here for that. I'm sorry but I can't." Emmett hung his head in pain.

"However, what I can do, is request your assistance in this house call. You have mentioned an interest in the medical field haven't you?" He gave a sly grin which Emmett returned with excitement. It was true...in a way. Emmett remembered it as being June 5th...1932, that he had asked his adoptive father about the work he did. Carlisle's smile vanished and his face became serious for a moment. "Remember though, Jacob is a jealous man so don't expect alone time with Blaine, but I'm hoping it may do you good to see him and stop moping around." Emmett didn't even let Carlisle's joke faze him. He was just too excited that he was going to see Blaine. Alice grinned too, "I can see that when you come back you are smiling, so just keep on with that path."

To be honest Emmett was a little confused that his family was so supporting of his...unrequited love. He kept meaning to ask Alice what she saw further down the road, but whenever he went to ask her she would mysteriously disappear. He was going to just spring it on her one day soon. Edward and Bella were obvious, they had beaten the odds and made it through together. Esme...Esme loved everyone and only wanted to see her children happy, if that meant a little extra work for the man he loved it was worth it to her. Emmett hadn't had a chance to talk to Rosalie since his new found love. Jasper and Carlisle though were a mystery. Carlisle was logical, and loving someone who was tied by destiny to a wolf was just not logical at all. He wondered briefly if Carlisle was humoring him. And Jasper had already had to go through the struggles of fighting his vampiric instincts while Edward was dating Bella.

He was grateful, just confused. Even though he was confused, he not about to run away from this opportunity. He flew upstairs, changed his clothes, and made it downstairs in seconds. Carlisle smirked at his largest son.

"Eager much?" He chuckled, but Emmett just laughed and nodded. "Well, it's been a few weeks since I've seen him." This wasn't entirely the truth. Though his family did not know, he had been sneaking out at night and watching Blaine. Though it hurt to see Jacob wrapped around him, Emmett dealt with it. It was somewhat calming to watch Blaine sleep, and it was more than peaceful to know that if something happened he would be right there to defend him. The past week though, Blaine had been so goo-goo eyed over Jacob that Emmett didn't go down anymore. The pain outweighed the pleasure.

Carlisle's face turned serious for a moment. "Son, if you are sure that this man is the one for you then I promise you, he will stay under our watch. If he calls for help, we will help him. However, that being said, I need you to be patient. Since we are immortal that shouldn't be hard, but Jacob will not just give him up."

Emmett sighed and nodded. He didn't want to patient, he wanted to just hold Blaine for a moment. That would make him happy, but he understood the need for tact. "Of course, I'll pull a page...or two from Edward's book and be the perfect gentleman.