A/N: Thank you to all my wonderful reviewers. Without your kind words of encouragement this story would be blowing in the breeze right now. To those who put on alerts and favorites I to thank you.

In a few weeks time I will be disappearing for a few months but I promise that if this story isn't finished by then Mrs Jones will continue to post what I have done. I will be back however, already my next two stories are bursting to get out.

Blood on the Ice - Emmett/Jacob

Summary: Emmett is one of the worlds most famous ice hockey players, he is married to his childhood sweetheart Rosalie Hale famous actress. Everything was going perfectly until, rookie Jacob Black comes along threatening to topple Emmett from the top. What will happen when Jacob is bought to play on the same team as Emmett? Will blood on the ice be the only place blood falls. This will probably be the first one I will begin.

Cowboys and Indians - Jasper/Paul

Summary: Childhood friends find each other after nearly fifteen years apart. Memories of Jasper been tied up flash through Paul's mind when they played cowboys and Indians. Will Paul get to tie up a certain cowboy again he certainly hopes so. But what about Jasper would he be keen?

(This one is still sketchy but its slowly coming together in my mind.)

If m/m isn't your thing then stop reading, because it certainly isn't for you. I don't proclaim to know anything about the world of modeling or photography. But I do know a lot about... well you know ;) Any mistakes are my own blah, blah, blah.

Enjoy and please remember to review.

Chapter 17

They woke to Liz walking in with coffee for them both. She had already stood watching both men sleep wrapped in each others arms. Edward was very protective, even in sleep. He pulled the young man closer when he went to roll over. Blushing, Jacob pulled the sheet up to his shoulders before hiding his face in the pillow. "Jacob sweetheart, your coffee will get cold," Liz gently spoke touching his hair.

"Thank you," he mumbled into the pillow. He was so embarrassed being caught in bed with not only a man but, with her son. Edward thanked his mother and motioned for her to leave them. Once the door closed, Edward pulled back the sheet and kissed the young man's shoulder. "I can't believe your mom saw us," he groaned still hiding his face in the pillow.

"Baby, there is nothing to be embarrassed about," the older man sighed but guessed he understood how the young model felt. "She won't say anything to anyone," he turned the young man over. He chuckled as he brushed inky black hair from his young lover's face. "Morning baby," he kissed Jacob gently aware of morning breath.

"Morning Eddy," he sat up and grabbed his coffee. "How long do we have before we have to go?" the coffee was lukewarm making him grimace.

"Not for a few hours. So, I want you to sleep a bit longer," Edward got out of bed putting his boxers on. When he turned Jacob was facing the other way, a blush obvious. Sitting on the bed the older man turned his young lover. "Baby, what's wrong?"

"I don't know what got into me last night. I," he lowered his eyes.

"No pressure remember?" Edward leaned over and kissed his lover's forehead. "Now sleep, I will wake you later," getting up he went to the bathroom not looking back at his lover but, could feel eyes on his back. When he returned from his morning routine the young man was fast asleep. Smiling, the older man left him to it. It seemed he had made progress yet this morning, they had gone back two steps. But, he promised Jacob he would not pressure him.

"Mom, that was cruel," he said kissing his mother who was smirking when her son joined her in the kitchen.

"But you looked so cute," she pinched her son's cheek giggling. "Now, your presents are in your suitcase," she said handing her son a fresh cup of coffee. "We'll have everyone for a big Christmas dinner when you get back," she was already planning the event in her head. Then, she would return to Seattle and let her son and Jacob get on with their lives.

"I'm hungry," the native said from the kitchen doorway. Elizabeth grabbed a pan to cook him breakfast while Edward poured him coffee. Much to the man's delight, Jacob hugged him from behind and kissed his neck. "The bed got cold," he whispered into his lover's ear.

Edward turned in the young man's arms. "I'm sorry baby, you needed more sleep," he brushed his young lover's cheek. "Come, you can sleep on the plane," he smiled thankful he had splashed out and bought first class tickets.

After a tearful farewell from Elizabeth, they finally made it to the airport. Seth and Jasper were waiting for them with Brady hovering in the background holding onto the cameras as though his life depended on it. Jacob quickly kissed his cousin and joined Brady. Edward growled as the look on the young assistant's face was one of adoration. He hung on every word his young lover said.

"Don't go there, Edward," Jasper said as Seth went to join them. Edward huffed and folded his arms. "You don't own him," his friend growled.

"Never said I did," he sighed running his hand through his hair. Jacob didn't once look his way. He wanted all of Jacob's attention on him. Call him selfish, he didn't care. That boy wanted his baby. "Jake, come take your meds," Edward called pulling out the sleeping pills and the pain meds he was holding onto. Jacob walked towards him without question. Handing his lover a bottle of water and pills, he watched the young man swallow his pills. He should sleep most of the eight hour flight, which would mean he would be rested. Their flight was called and Edward took Jacob's hand leading him. He could tell his young lover's hesitation and was about to pull away only for Edward to turn and frown.

"Sorry," he whispered lowering his eyes. He didn't want to be seen holding hands with another man. He was not comfortable with any of this,not yet. He was angry at Edward for making him do this. He felt a smaller hand take his other hand and knew it was his cousin. He instantly relaxed. He was with family, who fucking cared he was holding two men's hands. Edward let Jacob's hand go to hand over their tickets, Jacob reached for his arm. His lover turned and smiled placing his hand on his cheek. "I'm tired," the young man murmured. They were shown their seats and the older man fussed making sure his young lover was comfortable and his belt on correctly. Once happy, he was he sat down and let the young man put his head on his shoulder. "Wake me for lunch," he was out like a light. The drugs were strong but, needed. They would slowly be decreased. No one wanted Jacob to become dependent on them. Soon as they got the all clear to remove their seatbelts, Edward undid his young lover's and nestled him further into his arms. The steward asked if they required anything. Shaking his head, the older man closed his eyes hoping he got the hint; he didn't want them to be disturbed. It wasn't long before drinks and food were brought around. Jacob slept on and Edward refused anything. Seth came over and sat across from Edward.

"How long has this been going on?" he frowned. He loved his friend but wasn't sure he liked the idea of him taking advantage of his cousin while he was vulnerable.

"The day he woke up," Edward pulled the boy closer to his side. "I love him Seth and he wants to try. I will only take it as far as he wants,"

"I don't want to see either of you hurt," Seth patted his friend's hand and went to his lover. The photographer ran his hand through the young man's hair.

"I would never hurt you," he whispered.

"I know," Jacob mumbled sitting up and stretching. "Glad he knows now," he smiled at his older lover. He hated not telling Seth the truth as he really still needed to get his head around it as well. "I'm starving," he grumbled. Edward pushed the button to get the stewards attention.

The rest of the flight was uneventful Jacob dozing against his lover. As they were about to descend, it took a lot to wake the young man up and get him to put his seatbelt on. They were heading to the hotel where he could sleep. They were going to spend Christmas in Rome before going to a small province the following day. Breezing through customs Edward made his young lover sit while he went to get their luggage. Once done, he pulled out a warm jacket and held it up for the young man to put it on. Raising his eyebrow at the photographer's actions Edward tutted. "Come on, baby. I don't want you getting sick," he shook the jacket. Sighing, Jacob stood and turned around letting his lover put his jacket on. Before he could do the zip up however, he did it himself. Seth was been treated the same by his lover but, that was different in Jacob's eyes. He was, "grrrrr" he thought to himself. He walked over to Brady and helped him push his cart refusing to look at Edward.

The moment they were in the taxi however, Jacob clung to Edward's arm begging to go see the sights he was seeing. As they drove around the massive Christmas tree, he thought it would look amazing at night. "We will see all of it, baby," Edward assured him as they drove past the Trevi Fountain. "But, you must rest before dinner," he said as they pulled up to a beautiful looking hotel. The porter came and took their luggage with Edward speaking fluent Italian to him. It wasn't long before they were shown their suite. Jacob let out a breath when he saw there were two bedrooms. It was coming on dusk and the young model went to the double doors, opening them, and stepping onto the veranda. This was the most beautiful city in the world as far as he was concerned. Big strong arms wrap around his waist and he leaned into Edward's body enjoying the heat. Although not as cold as New York, it was still cold even with his jacket and hat on. "Come baby, sleep," Edward kissed his neck before leading his young lover inside. There was a small Christmas tree in the corner with the lights already on sparkling. "You like?" Edward asked going to the tree, under it already presents.

"It's perfect," Jacob went to find his suitcase and pulled out the presents he had brought for everyone. Kneeling on the floor, he carefully placed his presents under the tree. "Two more sleeps," he picked up a present with his name on it and gave it a shake wondering what it was. So busy touching all the gifts with his name on them he didn't hear room service.

"Baby, leave your presents and come eat," Edward smiled. It seemed only yesterday when Seth had shared his first Christmas with Jasper and his excitement at all the gifts. Although Jasper had spoiled Seth with a lot more and more expensive gifts. Seth admitted he was lucky to get clothes or shoes but clearly stated he never went without food or clothing. He had a loving family until he was outed at being gay. With one last look at the gifts, Jacob happily curled up on the large comfy couch accepting hot chocolate and Panettone. "Would you like to go for a walk after you rest?" Edward asked his young lover whose eyes were drooping.

"Can we go find the tree?" he asked. Taking the cup from his lover. Edward pulled him into his arms kissing his hair. "When I wake," he yawned his eyes closing.

"Baby, time to wake," Edward's hot warm breath whispered in his ear. Jacob stirred but just cuddled closer shaking his head. "Don't you want to go see the tree?" again his lover shook his head, too comfortable to move from his lover's lap. Already Jacob had been asleep several hours and as much as the photographer loved running his hair through his lover's hair, he needed to wake. Still recovering from the shooting and jet lag, Jacob had no wish to move. There was a knock at the door, the older man slipped from under his lover and went to answer it.

"You guys ready?" Seth asked walking in seeing his cousin curled up on the couch. "Jacob Ephraim Black get your lazy butt up. Things to do, places to see," he chuckled going to his cousin. "Jasper just put the presents under the tree," Seth said knowing this would wake his cousin. Sure enough Jacob opened his eyes and sat up. "There you go," he winked at his friend. "Come on Jacob, the tree will be worth it. I promise," he sat beside his cousin and pulled him into a hug while he tried to wake from his slumber.

"I'm too tired," he moaned hating he felt so miserable. "Go without me," he mumbled closing his eyes again.

"I'll get the hotel doctor," Jasper said winking at Edward who was looking worried.

"I'm up. I'm up," Jacob grumbled getting up and stretching showing his lover his firm torso. Even with the lost weight he still looked stunning. "I will take a quick shower," he said going to the bedroom shutting the door behind him. Seth shook his head and followed him. Sure enough, his cousin had thrown himself on the bed. Finally, all four of them left to go see the giant Christmas tree. Brady had decide to stay in the hotel not wanting to be the fifth wheel or the glares he was getting from Edward.

Once in the cold air, Jacob woke up and was glad they insisted he got up. The lights were truly spectacular. There was a group of singers singing Christmas carols and the men sat down and enjoyed the free entertainment. Even though it was nearing midnight, they found a quaint restaurant and ordered spaghetti, Jasper and Seth trying to imitate the scene from Lady and the Tramp. Both just ended up with spaghetti sauce on their faces much to Jacob and Edwards amusement. They however, had a lot of fun cleaning it off each other. Seth's phone rang, looking at it he excused himself and headed outside. Jasper never took his eyes off him. "We need to get back to the hotel," he said picking up his jacket not explaining anything more until they were walking briskly back to the hotel. "New York Police Department called. They want me to call them back as soon as possible," he said. Jacob stopped, squeezing Edward's arm tightly.

"It's okay baby, come on," the photographer patted his lover's arm and pulled him to his side wrapping a protective arm around him. He could feel the young man trembling and it wasn't from the cold. Brady was waiting for them in the bar and handed Seth the phone number. "Let's get you to our room," Edward said looking at his baby getting paler. Happy to be led, Jacob did as told. Seth picked up the phone and called the Police asking to speak to Detective Johnson, the man in charge of Jacob's case.

"Thank you detective and Merry Christmas," the young native placed the phone down and let out a deep breath. "They have arrested Jared and charged him with attempted kidnapping and attempted murder," he went to sit beside his cousin. "They went to arrest your father, Jake but, he," he paused swallowing hard, tears falling down his cheeks. "Your father was found dead with a gunshot wound to his head. They believe it was suicide," Jacob jumped up and raced to the bathroom where he proceeded to throw up. Seth followed his cousin and locked the door behind him. As Edward tried to follow.

"Let them grieve," Jasper said going to the mini bar. "They need each other more than us," he sighed handing a scotch to Edward.

"He needs me," Edward paced listening to his baby whaling in the bedroom. Jasper shook his head. "Listen to him. Why is he grieving a man who did this to him?" he asked.

"He's still his father. He may have hated his father but, he loved him," Jasper said.

"Hey," Jacob curled into his lover as the sun was just coming up on the horizon. Edward groaned, his neck stiff from falling asleep on the couch. His young lover just pulled him closer. Kissing his head whilst running his hand through his hair. He took in his lover's usual clean soap scent. "Come to bed," Jacob pulled himself and Edward up leading him to his bedroom.

"Love you, baby," Edward said pulling his lover close.

"I know," was the reply. The young man pushed the tired Edward on the bed removing his shoes. "Now sleep," he kissed Edward and walked out the room. Edward got up and followed him. Jacob had picked up the phone and was looking at the room service menu. "Ed, you look like shit," he put the phone down.

"Do you want to talk?"

"No," Jacob sighed and went to the french doors and looked out the window. The photographer went behind him wrapping his arms around him.

"Talk to me, baby," he kissed the young native's neck.

"What don't you understand about the word no?" Jacob turned and pushed the man with all his strength. "Just leave me the fuck alone," he picked up his jacket and left the room slamming the door behind him.

"Fuck," Edward grabbed his jacket and chased after Jacob. The elevator door was just closing and the photographer watched as his young lover sunk to his butt. He raced to the stairwell and down the stairs. Luckily the lift was slower than the modern ones. He was standing by the elevator when it opened. He stepped inside and pulled his young lover up in his arms. "Come on," he whispered pushing the button to return them to their floor. Once in their rooms Edward pulled out the sleeping pills. "Take these and get some rest," he tried to hand Jacob the tablets. Jacob slapped them out of his hands. The photographer had, had enough. Grabbing the young natives face in his hand he made him look at him in the eye. "Talk to me Jake, you're hurting. I'm trying to help," he sighed when the young man just stared at him. Just as he went to step away from the man, Jacob's hand came up and slapped him across the face.

"I fucking hate you," he sobbed pulling the older man into his arms. "I fucking hate you, Edward," he began tearing at Edward's clothes. His lips sought Edward's lips and never left as both men continued to attack each other's clothes. "Make love to me daddy," Jacob panted.