Muahahahahahaha. Just kidding, sorry, I know you guys were hoping or the big Sunday thing, but I got to writing this and decided to make Sunday its own chapter. It will be from Blaine's POV mostly, I like writing sad Jacob, to make him pay for all the bad he did to Blaine. Anyway please enjoy, please comment, and please don't kill me...that is all.

**************************- Jacob POV cont.

"If you aren't going to kill me then what are you here for?" Jacob asked, still elated that Blaine didn't want him dead.

"Oh, I was in the neighborhood for...personal reasons and I thought I'd see the bastard who had the balls to hit my son. I thought about punishing you somehow, but I suppose you do enough of that yourself. Besides, if it's up to me, I'll end up killing you. I'll just have to wait, karma will end up getting you in the end." Constantine said smiling.

Now, Jacob might have been weak willed against his wolf, but he wasn't stupid. Even an idiot could tell that there was a deeper meaning to Constantine's words. He wanted to know what they were, but he was sure that Constantine would never tell him the truth.

"Well either attack me or go home. I don't want you on my property anymore." Jacob said, he still needed to make dinner for the man who didn't want him to die.

"I actually came for another reason. Maybe I started off on the wrong foot." Constantine said. Jacob still hadn't invited Blaine's father inside and he had no plans on doing so. The witch fended for himself alright though. Out of nowhere he conjured a chair right there on the porch and sat down.

"I came to formally ask you to leave my son alone and let him be happy with Emmett." Constantine said completely serious.

Jacob laughed. "Well, then I am formally telling you to kiss my ass." Who the hell was this guy that he thought he could make such a bullshit offer?

Constantine didn't get mad he simply said, "If you truly care about Blaine, then his happiness should be paramount. Emmett makes him happy, you do not, end of story."

"I could make him happy, if people would just give me a chance." Jacob snarled.

"You had your chance, at my count you had two. Both times you fucked up."

"Isn't the rule three strokes and then you're out?" Jacob asked defensively.

At this Constantine sat up and said in a low voice. "My son's heart is not a baseball game." Even Jacob had to admit that Constantine had a point. He mentally kicked himself for having said such a stupid thing. "Look," he said, trying to keep his voice restrained and calm, "I know that Blaine's heart is not a game. I apologize for my bad analogy, but I won't leave Blaine."

"Be reasonable dog! He deserves better than you. If you would just let him be with Emmett, I would be willing to offer you anything you want."

Jacob glared, "Now who's using bad judgment? You're trying to buy me off to leave your son alone? That is fucked up."

Constantine laughed, "Yes, I suppose that would be true if you were a good guy. If this was about you being poor or you being a dog, what I said would be reason to take offense. However, you're not a good man Jacob, you are an abuser and a rapist-"

"I am not a rapist!" Jacob shouted, he had tried, but he couldn't keep his temper down. "Blaine is my mate.-"

It was Constantine's turn to interrupt. "Blaine is not your property you pathetic mutt!" As he was shouting, Jacob felt a chill run through his spine, a wind started to blow through the trees, and there was visible electricity crackling on his fists. Jacob had pissed of a witch, he was screwed now. "My son is not your bitch! He's only your mate by some random fluke of nature, and so help me Jacob, if you ever refer to my son that way again I will kill you."

Jacob shrank back. He didn't want to mess with this man. Blaine's father could probably skin him with a flick of his hand, but he didn't understand how Constantine could prefer his son being with a leech. They were dangerous and...and so was he. His face fell as he came to this conclusion and Constantine sighed.

"See? When you think about it, you know that I'm right." His voice was calm again. Jacob envied that. To be in control of his emotions. The wind had stilled, his hands were unclenched and the shiver had left Jacob's spine.

Jacob sighed and came to a resignation. "Blaine comes home...or rather to my place tonight. I'm going to give it one more chance. If I fail him again, I'll let him go back to Emmett and you can all just forget about me."

Constantine turned to leave, before he did though, he added. "If you harm my son again, everyone will forget you, because you'll be dead."

-Blaine POV

All too soon it seemed, it was Sunday night. Blaine didn't want to leave Emmett. Even though it had only been two days, and he knew that when that when the deadline was up he would have to go back to Jacob. Still, he had allowed himself to get lost in this fantasy world where Jacob just never came back.

Emmett was trying to put on a brave face and act like he wasn't heart broken, but that only lasted all of five minutes. He held on to Blaine tightly and gave the occasional dry sob. Emmett decided to use his jeep to take Blaine back to the reservation. He claimed that Jacob might get jealous and rob a bank or something.

"This isn't a competition babe, you know who you love. It would be foolish to let him waste money on trying to win you over." Emmett said, and Blaine had to admit, it was blunt but it was the truth. Blaine also had to admit, that seeing Jacob with an engagement ring on was not the best idea. So, with sadness, Blaine took off his ring and handed it to Emmett.

"It's only until the ceremony babe, when I say 'I do', I'll never remove that ring." Blaine said.

"I know." Emmett smiled a little, but it never reached his eyes.

Blaine gave hugs to everyone and Alice even apologized a little.

"Sorry that I wasted your whole weekend on wedding plans bro." Blaine raised an eyebrow, the word bro was so out of character for Alice. However, it was easily explained away.

"Just trying some things out. I'm trying to write my speech for the wedding, and reusing the word brother over and over again gets redundant."

"Hmmm, well feel free to use Japanese or Latin, I'm versed in both." He said with a wink. Alice said nothing else, she zoomed upstairs with a glimmer in her eyes.

"I didn't know you were trilingual babe." Emmett said later as he was driving to the rez...at ten miles and hour. For "safety."

"Yea, a lot of spells are in various languages. Latin has the most, I guess Hollywood gets some things right. So a lot of witches learn Latin." Blaine said, he wasn't talking about anything sad, but he still could not smile. He knew what was at the end of this road. No more Emmett for five days.

"And the Japanese?" Emmett asked, his voice similar.

"Japanese is one of if not the most perfect languages. Granted, kanji can be a bitch, but the language itself, is perfect. I guess I've always admired that, so two years ago, I taught myself. How about you? I'm guessing you're an omniglot?"

Emmett laughed a dead laugh. "Not exactly, I know about thirteen not including sign languages, Edward is at twenty at my last count, and Alice knows the most. She adores languages and speaks fifty three." Blaine couldn't help but gape in amazement.

"Thirteen not including sign languages? And Alice, with fifty three? How the hell do you do it?"

"Well, vampires have perfect retention. We don't need to write things down, we read a book once and can recite it word for word. Languages are just as easy."

Blaine had so much to look forward to. Perfect retention, strength, speed, his powers, this filled him with joy, but not as much as knowing that he would be with Emmett for eternity. In his religious tradition, he believed in reincarnation, but maybe in life one could obtain eternal happiness.

"Emmett, are you okay?" Blaine asked. It didn't take a genius to know that something was wrong with the way he had been acting.

"Babe, I have you with me, of course I'm okay. Now, as to the rest of this week...I'm not going to lie, it's not going to be fun frolic time, but you know at the end of the week, I'll have you back. I don't trust him Blaine, like...at all. I'm scared of what leaving with him entails. What if I get you back, and he maimed you or something?" Emmett's voice was filled with genuine concern, not just wolf prejudice.

Blaine sighed, he didn't know how to ease Emmett's suffering, because in all reality, he had similar fears. He had no idea what to expect from Jacob this week.

"Blaine, regardless of what you say, I'm going to keep my eyes out for you this week. I would like your permission to stop him if he hurts you."

"Emmett, you don't have to-" Blaine began. He didn't want his one love being hurt by what he heard from Jacob.

Emmett interrupted him though, his voice was firm. "Blaine, I'm not going to trust Jacob to take care of you. Like I said, 'regardless of what you say,' I need to make sure you're going to be okay, but can you please let me save you if I have to?"

Blaine could still be amazed by Emmett. Here was this vampire who was willing to risk heartbreak just to make sure that he was okay.

"Emmett, if I agree to let you look out for me, I need you to promise you won't leave me."

Emmett chuckled, "Why would I leave you babe?"

"Well, I promised to reciprocate his feelings. Of course, I can't actually love the bastard, but I don't want you to hear me and think that I've chose him."

"Babe, I have nothing but absolute trust in you. I don't think that I could ever leave you. I know you're doing what you need to so that we can be together."

Blaine was so thankful to have such a good man, but that made what he was doing all the worse. If it wasn't so sad, he was sure he would've laughed at how much things had changed. Three days ago he had worried that he was being too harsh to Jacob, now he didn't care. Now, he was worried if he was hurting Emmett. All by the same plan.

By now, even going so slow, they had reached Jacob's house. Jacob was waiting outside, the grin on his face was huge. Blaine smiled too, if he was going to do this he was going to do this he was going to do it right.

"I'm going to miss you babe, I'll see you in five days. Make sure he drops you off on time, I got you here with one minute to spare." Emmett said. Without thinking about it, Blaine leaned forward and kissed Emmett. He tried to go deeper, but Emmett raised his hand to push Blaine off.

"Better not press your luck, if I get his blood on my jeep..." He trailed off smiling, before continuing in a whisper. "I'll miss you too. I love you."

Blaine sighed, "Emmett, you can't kill him if he hurts me. That would-"

"Babe, I promised you once before that I would not kill the dog, I'd never break a promise to you."

Blaine smiled. It was nice to hear that. Whatever he may wish against Jacob, death was not among that list.

Blaine exited the jeep and with one last look towards Emmett, he sighed and turned towards Jacob.