Sorry it's late I slept in. Keep up with the comments please, because I am very close to that point I mentioned before where I'll post more then I've written and your feedback will show up in the chapters.

-Jacob POV

Ouch and fuck and Ouch-fuck. Emmett was right. Of course he was right. Goddamn vampires and their tendency for being insightful. It hurt to admit it, even to himself but he knew that Blaine would be orders of magnitude safer with Emmett than he would with himself.

He could admit it to himself, but that didn't mean he had to follow through with it or like it. He still had hopes within himself that mating with Blaine would bring a new wave of peace to the situation. It would calm him and his wolf down and make him a good boyfriend. Yes. It was fucked up but did that matter? If it worked then he could be happy with Blaine and most importantly Blaine would be happy too.

"Emmett, I get what you're saying. I do. That doesn't mean that I'm going to give him up though. I need him, like you need blood. Give me some time, to make things right. If I can't, then I will...allow you to try." Emmett glared, but nodded. Jacob thought he saw his hand move, but shook it out of his mind. Emmett then stood up and without saying a word, just a longing glance at Blaine, he left.

Alone. Jacob and Blaine were alone. It was sick that the first thing his mind jumped to was his penis. That if he wanted to, right now he could have Blaine beneath him and no one could say anything about it. It was tempting, but what it would mean caused him so much pain that he instead opted to lay down next to his boyfriend. Reaching his arm around to hold the smaller man and his other arm under the pillow to support his head. Jacob was surprised to hear a crinkle of paper. He pulled out a note and realized that he had Emmett's hand move. He had placed this under the pillow. Even though the note was addressed to Blaine, Jacob could not help but open it. Emmett's handwriting was perfect, not a single flaw, which to be honest surprised Jacob, he had expected a clumsy scrawl similar to his own.

Blaine,

Damn. That's all I can say about you. Even when I see you laying there in bed, wrapped up like a mummy, you are like a perfect being that took all the concentration and consideration of the Gods to create. If I still had breath, you would take it away. If I had a heartbeat, you'd make it flutter and stop at the same time. I know I sound cheesy, but in all honesty I don't know what else to say. I know over thirty languages and not one of them has the words to describe you or your effect on me. Jacob has decided to keep you with him. Though it's hard to go a long with it, I will for the time being, because as far as I am aware, you want to stay with him. He loves you, he's wrong in the way he shows but he does. I would be the biggest dick to deny that, or to try to force you away against your will. I will never force you into anything that you don't want. Contrarily, I won't force you to stay in anything you don't want either. That includes Jacob. IF you want to be with him, than be with him. If you decide that he is no longer what your heart wants, just call for me and I will be there faster than you can blink. Anytime you need anything, just call...Please.

I love you Blaine Baca.

Emmett Cullen.

Jacob wanted to tear the note into microscopic pieces. Anger welled inside of him and a low growl ripped through his chest. Who the fuck was Emmett to do this? To offer his protection and love like some sort of...Abruptly the anger ended. It went away as Jacob realized that he would do the same exact thing, in the same exact situation. If he wasn't such an ass then none of this would've happened. If he could just be a proper boyfriend, maybe...no not even maybe. He was a hundred percent sure Emmett would just leave them alone if he could just be good.

Instead of ripping the note up, he placed it back under Blaine's pillow. He would let Blaine read it, so that he knew that he had an out if he needed it. He tried to listen closely, and he thought he could hear the sound of light foot steps outside. If Emmett was watching, then he was not going to receive interference form Jacob. It actually calmed him to know that if he ever truly lost control, Emmett could take care of things.

Wow. How fucked up was his life? How fucked up was he? To claim that he loved this man in his arms and then cause him so much pain and suffering. He did though, he loved this man as much as it was possible to love another being. He did love Blaine. He would do better. He did love Blaine...With this mantra in his head Jacob fell asleep holding his imprint.

-Emmett POV

Emmett allowed himself to calm down and watch from his vantage point in the tree outside of Jacob's house. For a moment he thought Jacob was going to tear up the letter he had left Blaine, but when the russet skinned man placed it back where he had found it, Emmett was surprised. He had almost intervened to yell at Jacob, but the wolf had some respect. He took that as a silent agreement that he could continue to look after Blaine. Like he was going to quit if Jacob cared, he would've just been stealthy and ninja about it.

So now that he knew Blaine was going to get his note he had to make a promise to himself. He would not interfere unless Blaine called his name. No matter what he heard or saw...within limits. If Jacob was preventing Blaine from calling out, then it couldn't hurt to help then. Also, he supposed the word 'help' was an open invitation for anyone within hearing range and the capacity to lend assistance. Okay so in those three situations, but other than that, he had nothing to look forward to but watching and waiting.

For now he kept his trained eyes on Jacob, making sure that all he did was cuddle. Of course, he wished he was the one doing it, but if the kid was going to choose Jacob, the latter was going to have to learn how to be a gentleman.

-Blaine's POV

One day Blaine was going to have find a gold fountain that sprayed diamonds to thank Carlisle. When Blaine woke up that morning it was entirely pain free. There was no morphine left in his system, this new ease in breathing came from the Doctor's expert care. And maybe a little from Jacob's warmth. The wolf was snoring lightly in his ear and it had a nice calming effect. Now that he wasn't in pain he was able to feel the warmth and love radiating from Jacob, as well as his own confusing feeling about Emmett inside of him. He really needed to take stock.

Here's what he knew for sure: One. He loved Emmett Cullen, to deny that would just be stupid and not at all in the best interests of his sanity. Two. He loved Jacob in a smaller way. No it was not, eternal, jump off of a cliff love, but there was something there. He was like a sexy weevil, he burrowed his way into Blaine's heart and lodged himself there. Whether or not that was good for his sanity was another question for another time. He loved Emmett more, but he had more ties to Jacob. He knew with little doubt in his mind, that if he just up and moved in with Emmett, that Jacob would die. How anyone died of heartbreak was beyond him, but he knew it would still happen. So obviously, that was out of the question.

Maybe a three way situation? He hated thinking of himself this way, but what if he stayed with Emmett on the weekends and with Jacob during the week or something? It wasn't like he could get pregnant or get an STI or anything. He actually felt a shiver of fear as he pictured Jacob's reaction to that suggestion. Yea. Maybe he should decide on something that kept all three members alive. He considered briefly about letting Jacob down easy. Just telling him and hoping that he could cope, but then that held with it the double risk of attack and the possibility of Jacob dying. This was a complex situation to top all lists. Right up there with the Cold War.

He sighed to himself, thinking about this situation when he reached under his pillow to prop his head up and felt a piece of paper. He could tell by the crude way that it was refolded that someone- probably Jacob- had already seen this without his consent and that angered him a little. Still, he opened it up and started reading. His heart growing heavier with each passing line. In some ways he had hoped that it said something about the incompatibility of Emmett and Blaine or the negative results of a cancer test on Jacob. Something that would make this whole thing easier, but of course. As was his luck, it contained no such writing. It contained a deceleration of love and protection. He was so in his own thoughts and feeling that he didn't hear that Jacob had stopped snoring. The deep voice in his ear made him jump.

"I'm sorry I read it, I let my anger get the best of me. Sorry for scaring you too." He added, sincere apology on his face. Blaine shook his head, "I don't give a shit about you scaring me, you're a six foot five wolf with muscles that John Cena would kill for and severe anger issues. You scare me a lot." Jacob's face fell at that and Blaine hadn't meant to do that.

He quickly backtracked, "Geez Jake, I can't make a joke with my favorite werewolf anymore?" The smile he received in return was dazzling. It was contagious and made Blaine grin right back.

"And as for you reading it, I'm not surprised, what I am surprised is that you left it where it was for me to read." Jacob shrugged.

"I'm tired of hurting you. I'm tired of you not being happy. Now you know that you have an out if you want it. I can't stop Emmett. I mean if it was Jasper or something, then yea, but Emmett? He's the strongest being I've ever met in my life. Of course I would never want you to leave, but so you know, you have options." Jacob's face was so serious that Blaine had no doubt that if he wanted to right now, he could call out Emmett's name and the last he would hear of Jacob would be his heartbroken howl.

He didn't want that option...yet though. He confirmed this to Jacob by placing his hand on the bigger man's thigh. "Jacob Black, I'm am not entirely happy here, but I am happy enough to give you another chance. I've seen that sweet little puppy inside of your heart and I know he's in there somewhere, I'm just trying to get the puppy out to play more than the wolf."

Jacob kept the moment pure by leaning forward and placing a sweet kiss of Blaine's lips. The latter returned it without complaint. If nothing else, Jacob was a good kisser and he stopped on his own, regardless of much he wanted to go on. He ran his fingers down Blaine's throat and whispered, "So perfect, my Blaine." Blaine didn't like the addition of the word 'my' but he supposed it wasn't that bad. Nor was it that far from the truth. He was choosing to stay wasn't he? So in some way didn't he belong to Jacob? As long as it didn't involve anything more than the neck bite, he guessed he could live with that.

-Emmett POV

Emmett saw the couple wake up on good enough terms, that he felt safe enough running home to ask Carlisle a question. His father worked so quickly that he hadn't been able to take in all of Blaine's injuries, especially when he was focused so much on his face and those eyes...

He had thought he had seen a mark on the neck and just now as Jacob and Blaine left their room, he knew that he saw Blaine rub it self-consciously. He needed to check with Carlisle as to what was there. Running home from the reservation took all of thirty seconds for him and apparently it took Edward even less time to process all this information and take actions against it. Carlisle was already waiting outside and asked Emmett if he would like to go to a mountain peak.

Emmett raised an eyebrow. "Mountain peak? What the hell for?" Carlisle sighed, "The answer I'm going to give you to the question you have in your mind is not going to make you happy. Your family is rather fond of this house and would prefer if there wasn't collateral damage." Well great, as if there wasn't enough problems, now he had the foreshadowing of potential destruction.

Nevertheless Emmett followed his father up into a clearing near the peak of the closest mountain. When they arrived, Carlisle didn't hesitate, he immediately got into the situation.

"Edward heard you all the way from the reservation. He saw that you noticed the wound on Blaine's neck. I have to admit, you ran almost too fast. I'm not going to beat around the bush, the thing on his neck is a Mark. I'm not sure of the exact circumstances, but Jacob has marked Blaine...As his."

An infinitesimal amount of time passed before Emmett snapped. A mountain peak. It made sense now. Emmett shouted, he kicked things, he punched things. How fucking dare that stupid mutt mark someone like that. To his credit Carlisle stayed silent and watched the destruction of the peak.

"He is not a piece of fucking property!" Emmett shouted at Carlisle. He would not be surprised if all of Forks could here it. Carlisle sighed, "Son, from what Edward could gather, it wasn't voluntary." If Carlisle thought that was going to help, it didn't. Emmett picked up a tree and knocked a boulder literally weighing a ton thirty meters into the trunk of a cedar tree. "He didn't even want it? That stupid piece of shit attacked that perfect innocent man against his will?"

"I'm going to kill him. I'm going to fucking rip his head off." Emmett was so far from kidding, France was closer.