CHAPTER FIVE

"Any improvement with Edward? Seth pretty much said he looked like shit earlier." Jacob knew it was mistake to ask, he knew before he said, but there might be something he needed to know that Bella wouldn't tell him otherwise without a little probing on his part to get it out of her.

Watching her face fall, he gave a sigh, not a normal sigh, a sigh that clearly said he knew he was an idiot for asking.

"I'm sorry, Bells, you don't have to tell me." he assured her, feeling like an insensitive ass. He was only going to piss her off and then they would get into another fight and despite that seeming to be their thing, he really didn't want to put her through that.

"You really should call for Seth to come in. He's been out there all night with you, I know he's slept and Esme made him some chicken last night but I know how big your appetites are and a little chicken won't keep him full for long." she changed the subject herself.

"I feel bad for him, please." she begged him, reaching over to squeeze his hand and batting those big eyes at him, knowing he was a sucker for them.

"Alright give me a second." he sighed and stood from the table, he made quick work of shifting letting Seth know to switch with Leah. The runt was more than happy to run back to the house, Leah meeting him halfway to take his place on patrol around the property, he barely managed to pull on his pants in his excitement before getting in the house, still bare chested as he followed Jacob to the kitchen.

"Bella!" he called for her, running around the table. He stopped a few feet away, catching Rosalie's glare.

"Can I hug her?" he asked, hesitating with Rosalie around.

"Don't be silly, Seth, you don't have to ask. Come 'ere," Bella didn't stand back up, afraid she might stumble and worry everyone, so she just pushed her chair out and turned in her seat to face Seth. She held open her arms to him, welcoming him.

With the same beautiful grin she had once been a constant on Jacob's face, her bent over and wrapped his arms around her, lifting her a little from her chair in his excitement. Bella giggled at his enthusiasm. He seemed to snuggle his face into her hair, taking in her scent, her body warmth. Maybe it was because he spent so much time in Jacob's head that he felt this connection to her, this protectiveness and fondness towards her. He didn't mind what the reason was, he liked Bella, she was nice to him, cared about him and didn't treat him like a kid all the time. And she smelled nice.

"So, how's the baby, still kicking." he made a joke, one that had Jacob rolling his eyes at how cheesy it was as he sat back down, already making a plate for Seth.

Bella immediately lit up at the question.

"First sit down and eat something, and then I'll tell you all about him." she compromised.

"Deal!" He agreed, pulling out a seat across from Bella and Jake.

She watched him eat happily for a few minutes, glad to see him enjoying her warm, home cooked breakfast, scarfing it down without too much thought yet all the same finding the time to enjoy the taste of it.

"The baby is doing ok, he's as lively as ever, and he's still kicking but somehow it's seems like he's become more gentle, as if he knows now that he can hurt me…...I guess that's stupid, he's too young to realize any of that." she trailed off, this smile on her face and look in her eyes as if she were in bliss. She was so girly, it was strange, because Bella wasn't that type of person, she wasn't wired that way. But it seemed being pregnant had brought out her feminine side full force.

It wasn't a bad thing, it was nice, like she was coming into herself in a way. She was still only eighteen after all, they still had a lot of growing to do.

"Anything else?" Jacob pushed, Seth's mouth too stuffed to get any words out. There was something about the way Barbie was lurking even closer over Bella's shoulder that set his alarms off.

Bella bit her lips, her eyes shifting, looking everywhere but at him.

"What is it, honey?" he felt his eyes narrow, his body tense as he dropped his fork, reaching for her.

"Apparently I woke up with a fever this morning." she explained in a nervous.

"How bad of a fever?" she had looked fairly ok when he peeked in last night, and despite the layers of blankets she had been wrapped in and Seth curled up next to her, she hadn't appeared to be sweating.

"104." she mumbled.

Jacob clenched his teeth and pinched shut his eyes. For him that was nothing, that was close to what he ran all the time, but Bella, thing, pregnant Bella that was bad. He didn't like the thought of her running a fever that high, or the thought of her sick at all. He wondered if it had been because of the baby, he couldn't think of any other reason for her to get sick like that.

"Were there any other symptoms, I know you already get the chills but did you feel worse than usual," Seth piped in.
Bella looked at him stunned, not having expecting such line of question.

"My mom's a nurse remember," he told her then took a huge bite of some sausage. "Plus, I want to be a doctor."

"That's great, Seth, you would make an amazing doctor." she could picture him too, always friendly to each and every patient, attentive and kind.

"And answer your question I felt a little fatigued on top of the fever, but no cough or headache and I'm completely fine now," she adds quickly not wanting anyone to worry too much.

"But what about the baby?" Jacob wasn't too aware of the symptoms of pregnancy besides the obvious, but it probably wasn't a good thing if you ran a fever.

"Well…"she frowned, and glanced up at Rose.

"Well, what? He's ok, right?" Jacob wasn't sure if he felt panic for the baby, or if it was for Bella. Maybe both. Bella wouldn't be able to forgive herself if she somehow let the baby get sick or if something went wrong. It would kill her. He didn't want to see her that way, didn't want to see her broken again.

"The only way to know if he's alright after the fever, or anything for sure is if we did an Amniocentesis, and…"

"But you said that amniotic-whatever-thing was too hard or something, it didn't work." he interrupted her.

"We never actually tried." she admitted, and he noticed the way she glanced at Rosalie. It was a quick, barely noticeable look, but he caught it and so did Rosalie. Vampire Barbie, narrowed her eyes at Bella. "I mean we have once, but Carlisle barely poked me the needle before-"

"Bella." the tone of Rosalie's voice was a warning, she didn't want Bella to say anymore.

"Let her talk," he glared at Rosalie, already sensing that she was somehow behind the reason.

"Rosalie won't let me." Bella answered, speaking fast as she stole her courage. "And neither will Edward, he stopped Carlisle from trying last time."

"Why the hell would they stop him if it means you can find out if the baby is ok, or even what it is? This might be enough to get the pack off your back, if it works, and we can find out more about the baby. This could solve all of our problems." he wanted to rip Blondie's head off for being so thick headed.

"Do you really think so?" she asked, pushing her plate away. Rosalie took a step forward, glaring and hissing at Jacob.

"Maybe." he told her, knowing there was no guarantee when it came to Sam.

"Carlisle could hurt the baby, Bella!" Rosalie said, stepping up to the table, one hand gently on Bella's shoulder, and the other flat against the table as she continued to glare at Jacob.

"Then we'll make sure he doesn't. If Bella feels like she's in any pain, or feels like something is wrong we'll stop him." he says, putting his own hands flat on the table as he stood, pushing his chair back with the force of his rising, Rosalie and Jacob's voice deadly calm despite the mood. You could cut through the animosity like a hot knife through butter.

"Stop it, you two fighting won't solve anything." Seth broke the two of them up.

"Either way, getting a fever while pregnant can be a serious thing, If your body goes from 98.6 degrees to the temperature of a fever, it could keep the proteins that the baby needs from working properly and contribute to a miscarriage. In rare cases, it can cause birth defects." he continued, remembering some of the things that this mom had been going over with Emily after she got the good news that she was pregnant.

"An Amnio can tell us if the baby has developed any abnormalities or even if there is a fetal infection. I'm sure Carlisle already knows this."

"Well, since you already know all of that you should also know that choosing to have such an invasive test also carries a risk of miscarriage."

"A small risk," Seth corrected her. "Carlisle also has a steadier hand than any human doctor, meaning that chance becomes even smaller.

"You little-" Rosalie began to snarl, annoyed at this know it all runt that had come prancing in, filling Bella's head.

"I'll do it, Rose. What if something's wrong with the baby?" she put her hand over Rosalie's and looked at her. "Wouldn't you want to know? I would."

Rosalie stared at her for a long time, her eyes softening only slightly as she thought out what to do. Not that it was really Rosalie's choice, but she had a deep hold over Bella, that was obvious.

"We have to at least try, Rose….for the baby." she said. Jacob wanted to grin in victory but before he could his face stretched all on it's own into a huge yawn, and Bella's eyes turned back to him.

"Since you so blatantly said I looked like crap the other day, Jake, then you should also know that you look even worse. When was the last time you slept?" she said ruthlessly, but their was a softness there as she combed her fingers through his hair, pushing some of it back and curving her fingers around his ear. A thrill went through her when he gave an pleasurable tremble from the touch before he gently pulled her hand away.

"You noticed, huh?" he said, looking at his plate. He didn't want her too worry about him, she had enough to worry about.

"Of course I did!" she snapped at him. "You have to sleep, Jake."

"I can't," he said, taking another bite of sausage.

"What do you mean you can't?" she narrowed her eyes.

"I have to make sure that-"

"Stop!" she raised a hand. "I don't want to hear your excuses. After you've finished your breakfast you are going to take a nap on the couch while me and Rose talk to Carlisle. You can't protect anyone if you're exhausted." she told him.

"And don't think about arguing with me. I'm not exactly giving you a choice." she told him, her hand squeezing his as tight as she could, her knuckles going white as his fingers squished together under the pressure.

"Bella?" he said, looking down at her hand.

"Oh!" she suddenly let go, her hands going to her stomach.

"What's wrong?!" Rosalie was at her side in less than a second, Jacob slowly following as he stood with such force it knocked his chair back. Both of them were at her side, searching her face and looking back and forth towards her stomach.

"He kicked again," she answered, sounding out of breath as she rubbed at her stomach soothingly.

"Can I feel, can I feel!?" Seth jumped from his chair, getting on his knees beside Bella, hands hovering over her big belly.

"Go ahead, he's right over here." she smiled and placed his hand where the baby had kicked last. The moment the baby moved again his entire body seemed to perk up, his face lighting up with excitement as he nearly squealed.

"Did it hurt? Be honest, Bells." Jacob asked her, one hand over hers.

"Yeah, but the pain is going away. It's always like this, sometimes he'll kick too hard or move around too suddenly but right after the pain is gone almost immediately." she explained to him, knowing full well she couldn't lie to him and didn't want to.

"I think it's more the shock of it that makes it hurt so much sometimes." she shrugged

She turned back to boy at her feet, petting Seth's head as he pressed his ear to her belly, listening to the baby in wonder.

"He seems to get so excited when you guys are around," she told them both. "As long as you guys are around, I'll never have to worry about him begging me for a puppy."

"That's true, he can play with us all he wants, I can show him all sorts of things, teach him things too." Seth said, clearly very excited at the notion of taking on the role of 'big brother' for once.

"I would really like that, Seth." she encouraged him. She would need someone outside of this family to care for her baby, who genuinely liked her son. She knew Jacob was trying, for her, because he loved her still. She appreciated that, but Seth just liked everyone naturally, that would be good for both her and her baby to be around.

"Seth, you should really finish eating, you'll have plenty of time after to feel him kick." she finally told him, pointing to his still half-full plate.

"But-" He tried to protest but Bella gave him the same scary look his mom made when she asked him to do the laundry.

"Alright," he whined, moving back into his own seat and gobbling up everything on his plate before filling it up again. Bella herself finished what was left on her plate, and downed her glass of orange juice.

"I'm done, Rose, let me push my dishes in the sink and then I want to talk to Carlisle." but Rosalie was already grabbing her plate and glass, delivery them to the sink and returning back in an instant to help Bella out of her chair.

"I'll go with you." said Jacob, standing too, his hand resting Between Bella's shoulders, Rosalie's hand on her lower back, both of them supporting her.

"No." she said firmly. "You are going into the other room and you have your pick of the couch or the bed in there, either way you are going to sleep for at least a few hours."

He opened his mouth to argue but she held a hand up, her face stern.

"Just-Please, Jake, you'll make me worry if you don't get some sleep." he wanted to fight her, wanted to scream at her that he was fine and would rather spend as much time with her as he could. But then he thought about her worrying, stressing herself out over something so little.

"Fine," he sighed. He was about to turn to Seth, to tell him to wring out some food to his sister when he was done, but Rosalie said something then that he was more worried about.

"Your legs are practically shaking, Bella" Rosalie pointed out to her, her tone soft, trying to appeal her to take her advice. "Maybe you should use the wheelchair?"

"I'm fine, it's just that I still haven't gotten use to carrying so much weight," she blushed embarrassed and a little insecure. "Give me a second and I'll be fine to walk again."

"Are you sure, honey?" said Jacob, his thumb tracing a warm circle at the top of her spine, the warmth already making her feel stronger and more relaxed than she had before. Jacob had the healing touch that was for sure.

It was then that Edward had chosen to make an appearance, his expression like that of an inquisitive dead fish.

"Get out of our way, Edward, we're going to see Carlisle?" Rosalie practically hissed at her brother.

Jacob was surprised when Bella suddenly grabbed his hand, tugging him closer to her side as she eyed Edward wearily. Jacob was so confused, he figured she would have thrown herself his way, tell him about what they had been talking about, how having an amnio could solve everything, show him proof that the baby wasn't some devil spawn with a pointy tail. He started to think that there had to have been more than just the baby to create such a huge rift between them.

"Bella, love?" Edward said, his voice flat as ever, but this time his eyes finally gave a little, softening as he took a step towards them. "Is everything alright?"
"We really need to talk to Carlisle, Edward," she told him, her own eyes softening, looking at him almost apologetically as if she had done something wrong. Jacob frowned. She shouldn't feel guilty about anything, shouldn't feel she needed to apologize to the creep.

"About what?" he asked, taking another step closer to her.

"My fever last night. I'm worried that it might have affected the baby somehow and I want Carlisle to examine me, just to make sure he's ok." she said, a few loose strands falling from her braid and into her face.

Edward was in front of her then in 'whoosh', tucking the dark strands back in place, ignoring Jacob and Rosalie's hands on both of his shoulders, holding him back, worried he might try to do something incredibly stupid. Either vampire or werewolf trusted the guy around Bella anymore, husband or not.

"If it's sick, it would be a mercy to put it out of it's misery." he said coldly, his voice and eyes frigid. "It would be for the best really, it'll finally show you that it's not meant for life."

Before they could stop her, Bella had slapped Edward, her brown eyes burning with deep fury at her husband. Her hand should have very well been broken, like she had done so when she punched Jacob, yet she seemed to be in no pain and continued glare at Edward. Either it didn't actually injure her hand, or the adrenaline and anger rushing through her veins was temporarily numbing it. Those in the room assumed it was the latter.

"Bella, your hand-" Edward was stunned by the fact that she had hit him, concerned filled him Edward to the brim, worried she might have broken her hand not even noticing that she appeared to be in no pain. For him it felt as if a fly had landed on his cheek, but for the impact of his hard skin and her fragile bone should have had an instant reaction of pain. The sound of her hand hitting his cold stony face was enough to gather the rest of the house's attention, all of them slowly filling the room. Just watching for now as a concerned audience.

"This is your son, Edward, and I am tired of you talking about murdering him like it's nothing." she was so incredibly infuriated she was shaking, the hand she hit him with now an angry fist. "It sickening."

"I don't understand why you hate him so much. He's not hurting me like we thought in the beginning, I'm getting better now worse, I am not withering away and dying like the legends say, and still you can't accept your own child. Why?! Just tell me that!" she screamed, angry tears gathering in her eyes, Rosalie and Jacob holding her upright, so afraid she might drop.

"BECAUSE IT'S MINE!" Edward didn't shout, he roared.

"Because it's mine I am incapable of loving it." he said in a much lower, calmer, but still distraught and pained voice. "As long as some part of it is also a part of me it will always be monster in my eyes."

There was a long, long moment of silence as everyone absorbed the weight and meaning of Edwards confession.

"Are you freaking kidding me?!" Bella shouted, her voice as loud as his roar, as she expressed her disbelief at his pathetic explanation.

"You can't love your son because you can't love yourself?" she growled, angry tears brimming in her eyes,

"Yes-"

SMACK! Another slap across his face.

"I can't fucking believe this!" more than the slaps, it was Bella's use of language that had the room gasping, even poor Seth who was still sitting at the kitchen table, looking terrified that mommy and daddy were fighting.

Emmett whistled in the background.

"I have fought to be with you, I have done nothing but let you know how perfect you are too me, and how much I love you and your family has done the same. We have given you every reason to believe you are both capable of receiving and giving love, yet you still can't love yourself?" she threw her hands up in the hair, then sunk them into her wanting to pull every strand of it out in her frustration, mostly because she rather be pulling out Edwards hair, clawing at his eyes and tearing him apart in her rage. She had married a complete idiot.

"I know you think your monster without a soul, but I thought I had finally gotten through to you after we got married," she said, her voice softer. Most of all she just sounded tired. "I thought maybe you would even see this as proof. That you're not only capable of bringing death like you think, but also giving life to the world."

She blinked and her tears came trailing down her face in hot streams."I thought you would have been happy when we found out that I was pregnant, I thought you loved me enough to love our child too-"

"I do love you-"

"Then you can love our child. Remember that our son is half of me. If you love me, you have to love him too." stepping out from between Jacob and Rosalie, Bella reaches for Edward's hand giving him a hopeful and pleading look as she slowly began to bring his hand to the swell of her stomach.

"Just feel him, listen to his heart." she smiled, wishing he could see into her head, see how much of a good thing this was, how much she loved both of them and the picture she had in her head of the perfect family that they could be.

"Remember that he's a part of me, that's he just as good inside as I am and-" just as Edward's fingers were about to touch her stomach he roughly pulled his hand from her, a look of pure disgust warping his face.

"I can't, I'm sorry" he closed his eyes tight, unable to look her in the eyes. Ashamed of himself, of how weak he was, how much his self loathing had taken from him.

"I'm sorry too, Edward," the look of absolute defeat on Bella's face was heartbreaking, those in the room could almost hear the shattering of it.

Bella took a deep breath, wiped her eyes and began to speak again.

"I can't do this anymore, I can't be selfish, because I have someone else to think about now and what's best for him," she cradled her stomach. "and you made it abundantly clear that's not you."

"Bella, what are you saying?" Edward's face was one of terror, as if he knew what she was about to say even without having to read her mind.

"Bella, please don't do this." he begged her, looking ready to fall to his knees to beg her not to say what was coming next.

"I have given up everything so that I can be with you. Charlie, Renee, Jacob, my friends, my future, everything so that I could have forever with you. Because I love you," she smiled at him in that starstruck way she always did, reaching to touch his face while her other hand rubbed soothing circles over her belly.

"We're supposed to be partners, but you've decided this all on your own!" he raised his voice, shouting again.

"Not when it comes to my body!" she screamed back at him. "You have no right, married or not, to tell me what I can do with my body and that includes keeping your baby."

"Getting married was a mistake from the start. It was something I never even wanted...All I wanted was you, and I couldn't have all of you unless I agreed to marry you. So I made one last sacrifice for you, but that was the very last one." she promised him, her voice still loud and angry, becoming hoarse from her shouting.

"We've been having problems ever since the honeymoon, ever since you wouldn't-" she blushed, remembering everyone in the room with them.

"I've given you every chance to try and fix us, to make this work again and you've run away each time. You haven't even tried and it's killing me, why can't you see that!" she sobbed. "You keep thinking it's the baby, but it's not, it's you!"

She fell forward, hands gripping Edward's neck, pulling him close one last time and feeling the way he stiffened up when her stomach pressed against him, the way he tried to subtly move away from it. But she wouldn't let him get away, she forgot everyone around them, pulling him by the neck to kiss him as passionately as she could, trying to get them to both feel what they had before they got married, what they had felt the night they made love for the first time, the perfection of it all, the feeling of rightness.

But just like before, Edward wouldn't yield to her, wouldn't let himself hold her and though he kissed her back, it wasn't the same. It would never be the same from him, reaching behind her for Rosalie she stepped away from him as Edward stood their, eyes longing and apologetic.

"I love you so much, but if you can't love yourself enough to love your son or even love me enough to love him, than this marriage is over." as the bomb dropped from the sky, it was if Edward hadn't even heard her until it finally exploded in front of him when she took off her rings and put them in his hand.

Over.

"No matter how much I regret getting married, I will never regret loving you, being with you. All the fighting, all the sacrifice, it was worth it. I just wish you could love yourself as much as I love you." she smiled at him then, a smile that broke his unbeating heart, because it was a smile that said goodbye. "How I will always love you."

"You are my wife, I won't give up on you and I will not get a divorce. I told you once I was old fashioned, I meant it. I don't believe in divorce, and if that's what you want, it is the one thing that I will not give you." he spun on his heels then and with a whoosh was gone. Not long after they could hear the slam of a door and the breaking of glass as he proceeded to destroy his room.

It was Emmett who said something first.

"Holy shit," he cursed, staring wide eyed where Edward had once stood.

"I think I need to lie down," Bella said weakly, the confrontation leaving her feeling completely drained, her heart aching as she tried to keep it from crumbling. She had to be strong, she had to for her son.

"Are you sure? Why don't we just sit you back down. It's closer." Rosalie said, guiding Bella to the closest chair.

"Yeah, that's a good idea." Bella breathed, letting Rosalie help her.

Jacob just stood there with the rest. Shocked. He hadn't really thought this would happen, he had expected Edward to come around eventually, for Bella to keep clinging to him no matter what. For some reason, he knew he should be happy about all of this, it meant he could have a chance again. But when he looked at Bella's face, and the burning man that was Edward, he felt almost ashamed. Bella was hurting, she didn't want it to come to this. He knew how much she loves the vamp, and for awhile he had made her happy. Jacob always wanted Bella happy, and right now she wasn't happy.

To comfort Bella now, felt wrong, like he was taking advantage of her. That he was happy about this, even though he was a little bit, but he knew it wasn't right. He shouldn't be happy over something that made the woman he loved miserable. He knew the best he could do is give her space, let her figure out if this really was the right thing to do without his influence. So while Rosalie and the other woman soothed Bella, he worked on putting the leftover food away for Leah, knowing that once Bella was calmer she would be worrying about it. Carlisle tried to help, but Jacob explained as nice as he could that Leah might not eat if she knew a vampire had touched her food. Carlisle didn't take offense, instead he helped by showing Jacob where everything was in the kitchen.

"You should go see how he is. He might destroy more than his own room soon if no one goes up and stops him." Jacob said so softly that if Carlisle wasn't a vampire he wouldn't have heard him. The vampire smiled. He was wise enough to know not to say anything. Jacob was already feeling embarrassed and ashamed for even caring about Edward even a tiny bit.

With a whoosh, Carlisle was gone, having gone upstairs to comfort his distraught son. Jacob missed his own dad. At least Rachel was around to take care of him while he handled things here.

Breathing in slowly he closed his eyes and leaned against the counter, so close to falling asleep right there standing up. Maybe he would take the couch, for just a few minutes. He would have just slept outside but with Edward in a rampage upstairs and Bella near hysterical herself he thought it best not to go too far just in case. Jacob hoped the vamps could calm them down. Right now Jacob felt like more of an outsider than ever before in the vamps mansion.

"I'll bring this out to Leah, you should stay with Bella." Seth said from behind him, so tired he actually managed to startle Jacob from his dozing state.

"Thanks, kid, that would help a lot." he gave Seth a tired grin, missing his hair and handing him all the containers. He watched as Seth made to leave, stopping only to say something into Bella's ear, and kissing her cheek in comfort before running out to bring his sister her share of their breakfast.

"Does this mean Bella's not going to be a vampire anymore?" Emmett broke the silence and pouted, god damn full on pouted like a kid who had his favorite toy stolen from him.

What the hell was that about? Jacob thought.

The other blonde one, Jasper, had also disappeared. Knowing what his power was over emotions, Jacob had a feeling he was upstairs with Carlisle trying to calm Edward down.

The female vampires had started to move a very sleepy looking Bella to the living room to lie her down on the bed. She had only woken a few hours ago, but she was as much on the verge of conking out as he was. Giving Emmett a sympathetic pat on the shoulder he followed them. The guy looked just as messed up as Bella and Edward. He didn't comment on why that was.

They were just laying Bella down, propping up her feet, when Bella gave him that smile and becocked him over.
"Come on, Jake, you can take a nap with me." he didn't argue, not wanting to upset her anymore.

Striding over the bed, not caring about the glaring female vampires around him, he slid in beside Bella so that they were spooning, Bella's back to him with her body pillow on her other side, hugging it close to her. It was Esme who threw the blankets over them before Jacob had a chance to pull them up over their shoulders. She smiled at both of them, and kissed Bella's forehead before she ushered Alice and Rosalie to leave with her, letting the two of them sleep in peace and give them what semblance of privacy you could have in a house filled with vampires.

"I know you might not believe me, but I have to say it anyway," Jacob said, his eyes already closed as he rested his head on the armrest, his feet dangling off the other end as Bella hummed sleepily in recognition. "I'm sorry about you and Edward, I mean it."

"I know, Jake, but let's not talk about it. Right now I just want to sleep." she mumbled, her own eyes closed as she snuggled into him as much as she could with her back to his chest. He had his arms around her shoulders, and one of her hands played with the fine dusting of hair on his arms.

"Sure sure." he had no problem with that at all. Kissing the crown of her head, he inhaled her amazing scent before letting himself drift to sleep with Bella in his arms.

They didn't get to sleep for long before two howl pierced the still morning air. There was no mistaking the urgency of the tone. No misunderstanding this time. It was the real deal.