Okay once again short, but these finals are killing me. School is over in two weeks and then I have a month long break, and I hope to finish this during that time. Thanks for the supprt everyone, you are the best.

-Blaine POV

As Blaine rode next to Jacob he let out a slow breath to prevent himself from crying. He had not expected the betrayal to hurt. He knew very well what he was doing. He was treating Jacob's heart like a violin, and it scared him how masterful he could be when the stage lights turned to him. Jacob had started slipping into fear and doubt, and all Blaine had had to do was take his hand, and look up lovingly. If he believed in hell, he was sure there would be a special place for him there.

To Blaine, this was not about giving Jacob a chance, this was about getting back to Emmett. It was a dark thing to do, but was it any darker than rape? Was what Jacob was doing to him any better than playing the wolf's emotions to get away? He hoped not, and quite frankly, he didn't care. Emmett was what was his first concern.

"Jacob, if you're serious about this, then you're going the wrong way." He could hardly stand the excitement that was coursing through his body.

"What do you mean babe?" Jacob's face fell a little.

"Well, it's Friday, which means that if you do agree to the terms, I get to go see Emmett."

Jacob glared for a moment, and Blaine wondered if Jacob thought that he had set it up like this on purpose. In reality, he was doing some dark things, but it was simple serendipity that the day Jacob agreed turned out to be Friday. Blaine tried to smile a little and he kissed Jacob's wrist.

"Blaine baby, if you keep up with that, you won't be going anywhere. Your lips on my skin..." He trailed off smiling and had to twiddle the wheel to put the truck back into the right lane. "Okay, I'll take you back to Emmett, but you said at night. Can we finish our shopping trip first?"

Blaine didn't even hesitate he nodded and gave Jacob a kiss on the cheek. He found a useful trick for pulling off such things. The trick was not to act like Jacob was the object of his devotion, because that would make him sick. He just had to pretend like Jacob was Emmett, and act like he would with the vampire.

Grocery shopping, and then he would be back where he belonged. Home. He could only hope that Emmett would be there. He was eager to put on a good front for Jacob, eager to make him think that there was hope, because he needed Jacob to feel like he had a chance. He could handle this charade for a month, and then he would do a spell. It was of the absolute necessity that Jacob come out of this with his heart and body intact. He had long ago accepted that if there was no way to break the imprint without breaking Jacob's heart, then he wouldn't be able to do it. It lessened his guilt a little to know that there was still a chance that Jacob would end up with what he wanted.

When they arrived at the store, Jacob became possessive, but Blaine didn't mind. It was only natural knowing what was going to come that evening. At first, Jacob pushed the cart with one hand while holding Blaine with the other, but by the time they reached the meat section he had almost crashed the cart three times. Of his own volition, Blaine stepped between Jacob and the cart, stepping up on the foot card. This allowed Jacob to get his Blaine fix with the added benefit of not having to walk.

The cart carried him through the store while Jacob picked up everything that Blaine pointed out. More and more, Blaine was liking this idea. Jacob was going to try his hardest to make Blaine happy. Five days with a happy Jacob and two with the man he loved wasn't such a bad deal. At one point, Jacob gave them a running start and jumped up on the foot guard too. Blaine laughed with genuine joy. Jacob smiled widely at this and gave his mate a kiss on the cheek.

When this happened Blaine almost called off the plan. He was playing with Jacob's heart, and Jacob believed him. This was wrong, so very wrong. And what if, Emmett didn't agree? What if Emmett rejected him? It wasn't like he could ever be happy in that situation, and he would be fucked.

That small chance that everything would work out properly was the only thing that kept him going. True, the odds were stacked against him, but if everything worked out, he would end up happy, and to him that was worth the risk.

No less than two hours after telling Jacob his plan though, a dynamic changed. He was still going to be rooting for Team Emmett, but he decided to be happy with Jacob too. When Jacob was in a good mood, he was a good man. If he was so worried about Jacob's feelings, he could not subject him to too many falsities. When he kissed Jacob, he would kiss Jacob. It would be for the latter's sake, but when the time came, he would be able to say, with honesty that, Emmett just made him happier.

After loading the groceries into the truck, Jacob was about to start the truck when Blaine stopped him by leaning over and kissing him.

"Blaine what-?"

"I promised to kiss you Jacob. Thank you for this chance."

Jacob obviously wasn't going to pass up this opportunity. He softly, yet passionately kissed Blaine back. Their tongues were crossing, and for the first time in a long time, Blaine's tongue was just as insistent. Jacob moaned at the touch and pressed himself closer. After a moment though, Jacob pulled back.

"No, I'm about to take you to the enemy. Even though it's making you happy, it's still a little hard on me. When you get back...well, you'll see. It's going to be a surprise. Let's take you to the leech."

"I wish you wouldn't refer to Emmett and his family as 'leeches' or 'enemy.' It's really derogatory."

"He calls me a mutt." Jacob countered

"So be the bigger man Jacob." Blaine said softly. His mind promptly fell into the gutter as he wondered what size Emmett was. It really didn't matter, after being raped, he was sure that love-making with Emmett would be fine. Besides he wasn't really a guy to nitpick about size.

Jacob's mind was apparently in the same place. "I can assure I am the bigger man." Blaine laughed and kissed Jacob's neck.

"I'm sure you are babe." At this, Jacob let out one of the biggest grins Blaine had ever seen on him. At first he thought it was pride, until Jacob said.

"That was the first time you called me babe in weeks. Goddamn I can't tell you how happy that makes me." If Blaine was going to be perfectly honest, it had been a fluke. The word had just slipped out, without conscious effort. However, he decided not to ruin Jacob's moment.

As they neared the Cullen's house Blaine wondered if Alice would know that he was coming or if it would be a surprise. It turned out to be the latter as they pulled up and no one was outside waiting. Blaine couldn't contain himself, he launched himself out of the car and headed for the door. Jacob's hand closed around his arm, but the moment Blaine stopped he released it.

"Sorry," He apologized and Blaine nodded in acceptance. "I need to talk to Emmett before you go in." Blaine nodded again, he was too excited to wait, but he needed to keep Jacob happy so he walked slowly beside the wolf. Hand in hand.

"Babe, please remember what I said. If I lost you this weekend...I'd loose my shit."

"Aw babe, don't lose your shit." Blaine said joking, even Jacob chuckled a little, but turned serious again. He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted but a squeal of glee.

"!" Alice's voice came from the forest, and in the next second she had him in a hug, pulling Jacob's hand out of his own. The wolf let out a snarl at this, but he stopped when Alice shot him a glare.

"Holy hell! Are you okay? Emmett's missed you, and I couldn't see you. I didn't know the dog would bring you back..."

"Alice, I'm okay. And please don't call Jacob a dog he-
"Alice where is your brother? I don't want to be here longer than I have to, and I need to speak with him." Jacob's voice was sad, and it made a pang of guilt shoot through Blaine.

Alice shot another glare at Jacob but answered: "Emmett is inside, he should have heard me but-"

At that moment the door to the Cullen's opened and Blaine felt like dying, just so the image could be the final one burned into his memory. Emmett Cullen stood on the porch with a look of disbelief on his face.