Okay I finished this chapter last night and I am typing as fast as I can, but I am a student so don't be mad if the next chapter isn't for a few days.
"My birthday is a month away. On that day the binding spell will be broken and I'll have my powers back. There is a spell in my Book of Shadows that is called: The Transference of Venus. It will make the person who loves you and transfer their love to someone else. Jacob will snap out of his lust and I can be with Emmett-" There was more to his plan but his father interrupted him.
"No. You might have been trained but you are still a novice. Even to someone like me The Transference of Venus is risky. Beyond that, the magic that makes an imprint is old and foreign. It was not done with witchcraft as we know it. You cannot fuck with magic like that."
Blaine sighed and took another drag. He thought that he might have found the source of his smoking. Constantine had always done this. In the name of safety he had stopped Blaine from doing the most mundane things.
"It's my choice dad, once I'm twenty, I'm an adult and I'll do what I want."
Constantine stood up, he spoke in a calm voice but it was strained. Blaine could tell that he was trying to keep their new bridge intact. "Son, there are other ways around this. If you do that spell, it will go bad. That's why the council forbade love magic after WW2."
The Witches Council was a group of Witches in Japan who wrote the rules of magic. There were no punishments if you didn't follow them, but most Witches, including his parents, did because they were good rules to live by. Like vampires, the only crime that was punished was exposure. Mortals always took things far too badly. So technically, although the Council had forbidden it, it was more of moral argument than a legal one. The only reason the Council had even forbidden love magic was because it was a widely accepted rumor that most mortal wars had been caused by crimes of the heart.
"Dad, if that's all that you're going to tell me then you might as well go home. Give my mother my best." Blaine to turned to go, he needed to figure out a way to unfreeze Jacob. A hand on his shoulder stopped him.
"I haven't seen you in awhile son. Let's deal with this on your birthday, I'll go through my Book of Shadows and see what I can figure out. You can give Servillia your best then. She misses you."
"Yea? Then why didn't she come down?" This had bothered Blaine from the first moment he saw his father, he was afraid to ask though. He was scared that Constantine would say she was ashamed or something worse.
"She wasn't aware that I was coming down. Your mother is...well let's just say she would not have just frozen Jacob." Constantine said laughing.
That made sense, Servillia Baca would kill everyone in the world to make sure Blaine was safe.
An idea crossed Blaine's mind while he finished his cigarette.
"You could change him dad. You're the most powerful-" However, Constantine shook his head.
"Son, you still have a lot to learn. We never taught you about love spells, but the first rule is that the love must affect the Witch. If I did the spell, then sure Jacob would feel no love for me, he'd still be after you. Which by the way, kudos to me for not killing him."
Laughing cam easy to Blaine now, after all of this to know that his parents didn't hate him.
"Kudos to you? Ha! Kudos to me, I'm the one dealing with it. Dad, I can't kill him or let him die. It's not his-"
Constantine waved his hand dismissively. "Yea, yea, it's not his fault it's the imprint. His wolf, blah blah blah."
Blaine raised his eyebrow, this was almost exactly what he was going to say.
"Son, I told you that I was watching out for you. Your excuses are predictable. Regardless of the reasons, you've done good son. I guess we raised you right." He said this with pride in his voice. It was true, his parents had taught him that killing was wrong, unless it was in self-defense. Jacob had not endangered his life as of yet. He could be violent and mean, but he would never let Blaine's life end.
Perhaps that was what made him despise Jacob so much. The fact that Jacob considered being turned into a vampire as bad as dying. It was the main reason he was willing to risk the love spell. If he turned before Jacob fell out of love with him, he risked the death of the Cullens.
"Thank you dad."
Constantine nodded, "I have to go now, before your mother locator spells me. I will return and bring her on your birthday as I've said. I will also keep my eye out for any magics that might help the situation. Stay strong son and never forget that we both love you very much."
Constantine gave his son a hug which Blaine returned.
"I love you too dad. Do me a favor and wipe his memory for me?" Constantine didn't reply he just snapped his fingers again, still smiling at his son. The table, the tea, and the chairs all disappeared. Constantine himself vanished in a haze of black mist, and Jacob appeared at his side, looking completely nonplussed.
"Babe, I want to thank you for eating today. I know I'm not your favorite person right now, but it was killing me to see you waste away." Jacob stated when they got back inside. He acted as though the hour with Constantine never happened. Blaine knew that he would never remember. His father's memory spells were permanent. He felt a little bad that he had asked his father to do it, but he knew he would feel worse if Jacob ever found out and beat the shit out of him.
To cover, Blaine simply nodded to Jacob's words. As far as the wolf was concerned Blaine still wasn't talking to him. Even if Jacob knew that Constantine had come to visit, he probably would have still stayed silent with Jacob. It was washed away for a little while with his father's visit, but like the tide, it came back when he was alone with the wolf.
Jacob grasp Blaine's hand and led him to the couch. He started kissing his neck and whispering things like 'my puppy' and 'so perfect.' Blaine decided that now was as good as time as any to unleash his plan. If it didn't work he was going to be fucked anyway. Literally.
"Jacob, I want to talk to you about something." Jacob looked up from Blaine's neck like he had never seen his mate properly before.
"Babe, you're speaking to me again?" Jacob asked, nearly laughing. A grin as wide as his face spread.
"Like I said I need to talk to you about something, and I want you to hear me the whole way through. No interruptions, no outbursts. When I'm finished, you can say what you want. Okay?" Jacob nodded and sat back.
"Jacob, you love me. I can accept that. However, you need to accept how I feel about Emmett. You are a selfish man Jacob. You kidnapped me and forced me under you. You call it claiming or mating, but you know that if I had a choice I would not have let you fuck me. That makes it rape Jacob. When you love someone, you don't rape them. You don't bite them and leave them bleeding for hours. Jacob if you loved me, you would let me go."
At this point Jacob opened his mouth to argue, but Blaine quickly shut him down.
"Jacob if you interrupt me, I swear on Minerva I will never speak to you again." Jacob shut his mouth and sat back again.
"I understand the imprint thing, I really do. That's not the point I'm trying to make. It's that you claim that you have nothing but the truest love for me, and yet you keep me here against my will. You rip on vampires all the time for being dangerous. The funny thing is, Emmett has never hurt me. He'd jump into a volcano before he'd do anything to cause me pain. I was the one who had to bring up sex with him, and you know what? He couldn't do it, he was worried about my safety over his urges."
At this, Jacob growled. However, he didn't say anything though, so Blaine continued.
"I'm not telling you this to piss you off or make you jealous, but isn't it ironic that you think I'm safer with you?" Jacob's face fell, but he stayed silent, allowing Blaine to finish.
"I'm sorry that I'm being harsh Jacob, but it's the truth. It's also the truth that I don't want to hurt you. I know that if I left you would probably die. I also know that there is a good person in side of you. Which is why I'm willing to give you chance."
Once again Jacob looked like he was going to interrupt. This time though he was excited. Blaine held up a finger though, and Jacob shut up. Not before taking Blaine's hand though.
"I said I was willing to give you chance. Not that I would. This is called a compromise Jacob. By giving you a chance, I mean that I will reciprocate."
"What do you mean reciprocate?" It seemed like Jacob could not help himself. Blaine sighed and Jacob apologized and mock zipped his lips.
"I mean that I won't be a prude with you. When you kiss me I'll kiss you back, I'll hold your hand, eat, talk to you, and during sex I'll participate." With every word, Jacob's eyes grew more and more alight. He was smiling and nearly shaking with his exuberance.
"The deal though, is that I get to see Emmett on the weekends. I'll go Friday night and you can get me Monday morning." He finished, but Jacob wasn't saying anything, so he added. "You can talk now."
For a moment Jacob was silent, and then he said in a strained voice.
"No. You are mine Blaine, I won't...No." Blaine had been expecting this. He wasn't going to argue, or get angry. He just turned away from Jacob and lay down on the couch.
"Babe, please don't be like that again. Look at me." Blaine didn't, he had tried to compromise with Jacob, and the wolf didn't want it. He was just going to keep to himself the way he had for the past three days. Jacob didn't want to be reasonable.
-Emmett POV
For three days Emmett had been zombie. He didn't hunt, he didn't talk, and he didn't move. He had arrived home the night after Blaine had been abducted and sat down on the banister. He had been there ever since. Carlisle had even gone as far as to tempt him with blood, it didn't work. He stared out the window and wallowed in his depression. He trusted Blaine, he was sure that the man loved was going to come through. Until that day arrived though, he didn't want to experience life. The good news was that as a vampire he didn't experience time the same way that others did. These past three days had felt like minutes.
Alice was busy trying to talk to him when someone knocked at the door.
"Hello sir, can I help you?" She sang.
A voice that Emmett had never heard before answered. And yet at the same time it sounded familiar.
"Yes, is this the residence of Emmett Cullen?" The man asked. Alice gasped, Emmett assumed because of what the man's future held. He vaguely wondered why she had not seen his arrival in the first place. At the mention of his name he lept from the banister and walked to the door. The man bore striking resemblance to Blaine. The same black hair, the eyebrows were the same shape, and they were the same color blue. It was like looking into sapphires. Emmett felt a pang of agony when he looked into them.
"Ah, Emmett. Nice to meet you. I was heading home and made a snap decision to come visit, I hope I didn't take you away from anything important?" Well, that explained the reason why Alice couldn't see him coming.
"I'm sorry, who are you?" Emmett asked as softly.
"Of course, how rude of me. I'm Constantine Baca, I am Blaine's father." Emmett was skeptical for a moment, the man couldn't be older than twenty five. However, with a another pang, Emmett remembered that Blaine had explained Witch aging to him.
"Constantine, it's nice to meet you." Emmett extended his hand and Constantine took it. He shook it for a moment, but didn't let go for a moment. His eyes were glazed over and Emmett wondered if he was going to go into a seizure. Then the moment passed and Constantine took his hand back.
"You do love him. I thought maybe I had misread the signs, but damn. That is how I felt about his mother you know. We've been together since the American Revolution. If that bastard dog doesn't kill him..." He trailed off when Emmett flinched.
Alice stood back to let Constantine through the door and took his coat.
"Thank you Alice." Emmett wondered how Constantine knew his sister's name, but he was much more concerned with what the older witch wanted.
"Forgive me, but you do know that Blaine isn't here right?" Alice slapped him over the head for saying this. Alice would not tolerate rudeness, especially from her siblings. "Sorry." Emmett added.
"Oh, you have no need to apologize, it's understandable that you're irritable. I may be biased, but my son is a damn good man. You're lucky."
"No Mr. Baca, I was lucky. Then that mutt went and destroyed things. Blaine says to trust him, and I want to, but Jacob is..." He couldn't finish. Jacob's name made his temper flare in such a way that all of a sudden everything looked breakable, in a good way.
"My son does have a plan, it's a little...unorthodox and amateurish, but I'm sure with my help he will break the dog of his drooling obsession. In that scenario, he will end up with you. Now if my only son is going to be with you, I need to make sure you are a good man...or vampire." Constantine's voice was very serious so Emmett assumed he wasn't joking. Was now really a good time for the 'are you good enough for my son' speech?
"With all due respect Mr. Baca, your son means a lot to me. I don't know how to prove that to you, I could call my brother I guess but other than that..."
Constantine laughed. "No Emmett, nothing like that. I've kept an eye on my son, I know about your family, and I'm sure your brother would tell the truth. However, the questions are more related to the future rather than the present." Oh, he could answer those questions easy.
Alice sighed and smacked Emmett again. What the fuck had he done now? Was he going to answer a question rudely or something?
"You haven't even offered our guest a chair. This is the father of the man you love, were you raised in a barn or something?" She whispered lightning fast. Emmett was sure Constantine wouldn't be able to hear it.
"Constantine, would you like to sit down?" Emmett asked. He really wasn't in the mood for an interrogation, but he figured it was best to get it over now.
"Yes, thank you." Constantine smiled. Alice decided to take things into her own hands and brought out some cakes and coffee. Constantine graciously accept them, from the look on his face he enjoyed the cakes, but Emmett laughed when he noticed the man's reaction to the coffee. He stayed silent though as a very respectable guest.
"Now, from what I've seen of your relationship, I've seen that you are planning on turning him."
If Emmett had blood it would've turned to ice. He was not expecting Blaine's father to know about the upcoming change. He decided to play the foggy future card.
"Well actually, we weren't going to decide anything until we were sure that Blaine would keep his powers. We are having a friend of ours who can see potential come down in a few weeks."
Constantine shook his head. "Don't bother. Blaine would keep his powers. My great-grandparents were both turned. The trick is to do it after his birthday. He would keep his powers that way."
The shock must have shown on Emmett's face because Constantine laughed and added: "What? Being a vampire is perfect for my son. He cannot be contained in a human body, and when he gets his powers? I'm sure he'll make an excellent vampire-witch. With two conditions of course."
Emmett cocked his head and raised his eyebrow. "You'll give your blessing to me on only two conditions? If I would've known you were going to be so easy to win over, I would've invited you over the day I met Blaine." He meant it as a joke, and breathed a sigh of relief when Constantine laughed again.
"Yes, only two conditions. The first being that you must protect him for the rest of his life. I will be keeping an eye on you two, and if I feel that you put his life in danger I will kill you. I don't mean that I'll come down and yell at you or that I'll attack you. If you hurt my son Emmett Cullen or break his heart, I will kill you." Emmett nodded. He had no doubt in his mind that Constantine would do it. Or that he could do it. Someone passing them on the street might think that Emmett was the obvious one to bet on in a fight, but Emmett was not about to fuck with a witch over 500 years old. Besides-
"With all do respect Mr. Baca, no you won't." Constantine took a shocked look on his face while Alice giggled. Blaine's father opened his mouth angrily, but Emmett continued.
"I'm sorry to deny it to you, but just knowing that Blaine is with...him is bad enough. If I ever hurt him, I'd kill myself. You wouldn't even have the chance. And as for breaking his heart, it will never happen." He said it with such ferocity that Constantine couldn't argue, instead he backtracked his first statement a little.
"Well, that reminds me of a compromise to this condition. Jacob does not count. I will not blame you for the dog's mistakes."
Emmett nodded his thanks. "The second condition?" He asked.
"As I take it vampires do not fall in love easy. When you do, it's pretty much a permanent thing. Therefore you may not have the same customs as humans and witches. Still, I am hereby giving you permission to marry my son. And by that, I mean that before I give my full blessing to you two, you need to marry Blaine."
Emmett almost laughed. He had not been expecting that. Marriage? It seemed so...ridiculous to contain the love he had for Blaine to a ring. If it made Constantine happy though-
"Thank you for your blessing. I could think of nothing that would make me happier than to have your son's hand in marriage." At this Emmett had to pause. For one thing, it was painful to be thinking about such things when he still didn't even know if he was going to end up with the man he loved. For another, when he agreed, Alice let out a squeal of delight. Goddammit she is going to be the death of me. He thought to himself. At least the good news was that he wouldn't have to lift a finger. Emmett was right here, right now breaking a stereotype. He might have loved another man, but there was no way in hell he could plan a single detail of any wedding.
Now that he though about it, of course he would marry Blaine. Fuck yes he would! How come he hadn't thought of it? As he thought through this a smile spread across his face.
"Could you do me a favor and not tell him? I want to surprise him. If I ever get him back it will be the perfect combination: No Jacob and an engagement."
"Emmett, you will get him back I've already told you that a thousand times." Alice sighed.
Constantine nodded, "I agree, it might be a little bit of a wait, but true love cannot be hindered. Especially not by a dog."
There it was again, the word dog. He was very curious about that.
"Mr. Baca, since I've agreed to your two conditions, may I ask a personal question?" Constantine nodded, and Emmett continued. "Vampires have always had a rivalry with werewolves, but may I ask if witches do too? You keep calling...him dog. Should I take Blaine away from them or something?"
"I call him a dog for the same reason that you call him 'him.' The man does not treat Blaine the way that he deserves to be treated. And as for keeping Blaine away from them, keep him away from Jacob when you can, but the rest of them aren't that bad. In fact, I owe Sam Uley a debt. He took care of Blaine when my wife and I failed to."
These words brought a slight fury to Emmett. He hadn't really thought about the fact that Blaine had been kicked out, for awhile. This was the man who had done it. He felt this anger for a moment, before it suddenly disappeared, because he came to an realization.
"Thank you for kicking him out Mr. Baca. Without that, I would have never met the reason of my existence."
"Well I am glad that something good came out of it. I had never thought of it as something good. Before you came into his life, it was the biggest mistake I had ever made. He's good with you though, you guys are real compliments to each other."