-Emmett POV Four days left

The night after Emmett had defended Blaine's honor, after Blaine had fallen asleep, Emmett's phone lit up and started buzzing. He didn't want to disturb Blaine with his conversation so he stepped outside and answered Carlisle's call.

"Hello Dad."

Hey, how are you guys doing?

"Good, if Eleazar is around let him know that he has my thanks...and Blaine's jealousy." Emmett said chuckling.

So he likes the island? That's good. How are his ribs doing?

"We went cliff diving today and-"

Emmett! I told you two weeks without activity. Is he breathing okay? Did you check for any dislocations?

Emmett sighed, "Geez dad, have less faith in my actions why don't you? Yes, I made sure that everything stayed in place. Did you call just to question if I was taking care of the only thing in the universe that holds my heart?"

I'll try not take that personally and no, actually I called to inform Blaine of something.

Emmett was curious, what could Blaine need to know? If it was a message from Constantine, the witch would've just shown up in Naples. Unless...

"What did Jacob do? Did he hurt someone?"

Jacob is currently being watched over by Sam. I had to go and stitch him up today.

"Did he get in a puppy fight?"

No son, Jacob attempted suicide. Emmett was surprised that he actually felt something. His heart immediately went out to the wolf. He should be happy that the sole bane of his existence had tried to remove himself as an obstacle. However, it was not until that moment that he understood that the wolf really did care about Blaine. Jacob could not live in a world where he didn't have his love. Emmett himself would've done the same thing if he found out that Blaine no longer loved him.

"Fuck, that's...fuck. He's alive though? I mean, he wasn't successful?

No, if he was a human he certainly would've pulled it off, but his enhanced healing prevented too much blood loss that by the time I arrived it was easy enough to patch him up. He was pissed though, he said I should've just let it happen. He...uh...he said that...

Carlisle seemed reluctant to finish he sentence. "Dad, I can handle whatever he said, I'm sure he's told me worse to my face."

Well, actually he said that at least Blaine was going to be happy. That if you ever hurt Blaine, his soul would haunt you for the rest of eternity, but since it's you he knew that he would rest in peace.

Jacob had said something positive about him? The world might as well have started spinning backwards. Every second he felt worse. I wasn't like he was going to hand Blaine over to the wolf again, but at the same time he felt like they should do something.

"Do you think that Blaine should go back to Forks and see him?" He asked, hoping that the answer was no. Blaine could call, or write, or telegram, or something...anything. Bringing Blaine back to the reservation now would be like taking a lamb to a run down slaughterhouse. Just because the knives weren't sharp didn't mean they couldn't still do damage.

Emmett, I can't answer that question and neither can you. I didn't call you so you could decide to keep the information form Blaine. I called so that you could be the one to tell him and let him make his own decision.

"Look dad, I feel bad about what happened, I really do, but if you think that I'm going to just let Blaine go near him again, you..." His voice and his temper was rising, but Carlisle put it in check right away.

Emmett Cullen. Voice firm and almost scolding, though Emmett knew that if he were there in person, his eyes would give him away as angry. I know that you want to protect Blaine, but this is not the time for your possessiveness. You need to tell Blaine what happened and let him decide whether or not to come back. If he decides he wants to I expect you to take the Esme's plane back here, immediately. If he decides to stay in Naples, then I will make up some excuse here, and you can spend the rest of the week diving and ripping the ligaments of Italians.

"How-?"

Alice. Of course, Alice would've seen what had been happening on their vacation. Don't change the subject, are you going to tell him or do I need to call his phone?"

Emmett's eyes flashed to Blaine's phone sitting on the table, he knew that he could reach it and throw it out the window before Carlisle could even dial the number. However, he also knew that Carlisle would not hesitate to come out to Naples himself. He let out a sigh. Life had been going so good for them, even in his own attempted death, Jacob had gotten in the way. The moment he thought this Emmett felt disgusted with himself.

"I'll tell him." He told his father and hung up the phone. He walked over to the bed and tried to shake Blaine awake.

"Blaine, baby, I need to talk to you about something."

Blaine opened his eyes slowly and looked up. "Hey babe," He whispered with a smile. "Did I get my wish and fall asleep until my birthday?"

Emmett tried to smile too, but he couldn't. "No Blaine, I wish though."

Emmett could pick up on subtle cues in Blaine's voice. When a human spoke, he could hear every vibration that made up the sound of their voice. However, he didn't realize that a human could do it too. Immediately, Blaine sat up alert and his eyes narrowed.

"What's wrong babe?" He asked, concern in his voice.

"Jacob..." Emmett sighed, "Jacob tried to kill himself Blaine. He's alright, but he's on suicide watch with Sam."

Blaine's face was unreadable. It was only when he spoke that Emmett was able to gauge his mood. "Okay...I mean, it's not a good thing, but what am I supposed to do? Run back to Forks and let him fucking rape me so that he won't feel bad?" Ah, anger.

"No Blaine, You are supposed to do whatever you feel like doing. Carlisle just wanted you to know what happened. If you want to go back, I'll take you. If you want to stay then you can."

Blaine sat fuming for a moment and then then let out a shout. "Goddammit! Why the fuck couldn't he wait just four fucking days? Fuck!"

-Blaine POV

Blaine sighed as he stared out the window at the approaching town of Forks. He wasn't sure why he was coming back. He couldn't help but feel bad for Jacob though. He wasn't going to let the wolf try any sly tricks. He had only agreed to talk to Jacob if Emmett, Carlisle, and Sam were there. If Jacob made one wrong move, he had given Emmett permission to tear his head off. The whole reason he was going was because he didn't want to see Jacob die. However, he would be damned if Jacob would ever lay another hand him again.

"Blaine, are you okay?" Emmett asked, his voice was hesitant.

Blaine tried to smile, "Emmett, am I making a mistake?"

"Normally, I'd say yes. You have me there though, now that you've said I can kill him, I won't let him lay a finger on you."

"No, I mean..." He sighed and asked the question he was afraid of. If Emmett said yes to this, he might as well punch out his window. "Em, are you going to leave me because I'm going back to see him?"

Emmett laughed, "Never, Blaine, look at me." He caught Blaine's gaze and looked deep. "Blaine Baca, until the day that you tell me that you no longer want me or until the day we die, whichever come first, I will be by your side."

Blaine took Emmett's hand, "Well, I won't leave you and as the strongest vampire I know and with my powers, I doubt we'll die anytime soon. You're stuck with me Emmett."

Emmett kissed Blaine's hand, "I think I can live with that."

After they landed, an attendant took their luggage and placed it in the trunk of Blaine's eclipse. It was was clean and refueled. Emmett himself took the wheel and they were off down the road to the reservation.

Emmett took his phone out and sent a text, keeping his eyes on the road. A moment later his phone beeped and his eyes flashed down.

"Carlisle will meet us there." He said. Blaine noticed that his knuckles were tightening on the steering wheel. It was little things like this that made Blaine doubt his choice to talk to Jacob. He didn't say anything though. He didn't like it when people nagged him, and he wasn't going to be a nag himself.

When Blaine got out of the car, Emmett came around and put his around around his shoulder. Blaine reciprocated by wrapping his arm around Emmett's waist. He wasn't trying to rub his relationship in Jacob's face but he needed to be clear. He was here to make sure that the wolf didn't die, not to start a relationship. Carlisle had been beaten them there and lead Blaine into the room. What he saw there made him gasp in spite of himself.

Jacob was lying on the bed, his torso was patched up. Jacob had not tried to cut his wrists or hang himself, he had cut his stomach open.

Damn Jacob and his ruining of vacations...but he did try to kill himself...do we feel bad or still hate him? Comments and reviews please. I'm not done, but I do have a treatise to finish so it might be a little slow. Technically I got two chapters in twelve hours so don't hate if it's slow. Love you guys.

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