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Fire And Ice
By : AeraVale
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This story takes directs quotes from Stephenie Meyer's book 'Eclipse', from pages 487 to 505.

Hi People!!

Ok, so this is my version of what happened in the tent. It's very close to what's in the book, so if you haven't read the book I'd advise you to go out and buy it! I wanted to write about what I thought happened between Jacob and Edward. (I lurve Jacob!)

Hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

I've had to split this up into 3 chapters because it was too long for one or two.

Aera

- This story is dedicated to my wonderful fiancé. He's one of a kind! -

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Hot or Cold

I sat on my haunches in the snow, feeling the wind rage around me. Thankfully my shaggy coat kept my internal temperature toasty warm. What was bugging me more than anything was the sound of Bella shivering uncontrollably inside the tent, easy to hear with my sensitive ears. I ground my teeth together and felt the rippling growl in my throat. It had been pure insanity to drag her up here just before the storm hit. The clairvoyant leech should have warned us as to how bad it would be.

Bella let out a broken, stuttering stream of words, her teeth clenching together and making them almost unintelligible. Despite myself I let out a whine at her discomfort. She's going to freeze to death. I thought to myself bitterly.

"G-g-g-get out of h-h-h-ere." Bella muttered and I felt my heart constrict. I knew I was being stupid, but I couldn't help feeling pleased that she was worried about me. Even if the concern was misplaced. After all, she was the one sitting in a tent with a vampire. Surely below-zero temperatures didn't even begin to compare to that kind of danger.

"He's just worried about you." Edward reassured Bella. I noticed how his translation of my thoughts conveniently left out my irritation at his presence. "He's fine. His body is equipped to deal with this."

You're letting her freeze, Asshole! I projected my thoughts at the leech, accompanied with a whimpering, grating sound that perfectly complemented my complaints.

"What do you want me to do?" Edward growled in response. His tone was filled with irritation and I knew instinctively it wasn't all aimed at me. The helplessness in his voice was barely audible, but still there. I felt better immediately, though this revelation didn't exactly help Bella.

Maybe the vampire was fast enough to get her to a warmer place before her core temperature dropped too severely. A hissing voice interrupted my ponderings.

"Carry her through that? I don't see you making yourself useful. Why don't you go fetch a space heater or something?"

"I'm ok-k-k-k-k-k-kay." Bella mumbled. I growled quietly, hearing Edward echo me with a groan. Bloody stupid Bella. Always having to prove how tough she was. She didn't have anything to prove. I better than anyone, even her moronic vampiric boyfriend, knew how hard she was. Hard enough to ignore her own feelings for her best friend. Hard enough to pretend that she didn't return his feelings when it was so unbelievably obvious.

And right now she's freezing while you're moping about your love-life. I thought to myself. I sat upright, letting the wind whip around me. I looked down to see how deep the snow had become and saw that my enormous paws were resting in a melting puddle of slush.

Of course!

I let rip a howl, calling to Seth in my mind, hoping he was in wolf-form, Seth! I need you to take over guard duty. Bella's freezing and I need to help.

I'll be there as soon as I can bro'.

Grateful that a replacement was on the way, I focused on pulling my human form back around me while Edward complained about my brilliant idea. He would complain of course.

"And that's the worst idea I've ever heard." He shouted out to me. I smirked to myself. He knew he was bluffing.

"Better than anything you've come up with," I called back. I grabbed the parka from the tree branch where I had left it. "Go fetch a space heater. I'm not a St. Bernard." I stalked up to the tent door and unzipped it in one fluid movement. Stepping inside and pulling the zip back up I realised that I had been optimistic in thinking it would be any warmer out of the wind. There was little difference between outside and in. Bella was curled up on the floor of the tent, wrapped in all her clothes and the sleeping bag. I felt myself cringe at the sight of her pale face and blue-tinged lips. She still looked beautiful somehow.

The vampire was watching me with frustration and distaste. "I don't like this," he blurted out from between clenched teeth. "Just give her the coat and get out."

Bella stuttered something from between shivers, but I didn't try to make out what it was. I was fairly confident that this was going to work and therefore I had no intention of being swayed.

"The parka's for tomorrow - she's too cold to warm it up by herself." I threw it down onto the tent floor by the door. Snowflakes drifted off it and settled on the cold plastic. They didn't even start melting. "You said she needed a space heater and here I am." I spread my arms to amplify my point.

"J-J-J-J-Jake, you'll f-f-f-freez-z-z-ze." Bella moaned. I felt like I should give myself a pat on the back.

"Not me. I run at a toasty one-oh-eight point nine these days. I'll have you sweating in no time." An image of Bella flushed and slick with sweat, an expression of ecstasy on her face, flashed through my mind and Edward snarled.

Figuring it would be better to pretend he hadn't just seen into my fantasy, I moved to unzip the sleeping bag. A cold, hard hand suddenly clamped down on my shoulder. I shrank away from it, feeling the violent genetic response flare down my spine in a spasm of heat.

"Get your hand off me." I growled, fighting the urge to shift into my wolf-shape.

"Keep your hands off her." came the dark reply.

I was aware of Bella pleading with us to stop, but I was more intently focused on the vampire and pushing the wolf instinct away. Anger at his selfish stupidity was flaring uncontrollably.

"I'm sure she'll thank you when her toes turn black and drop off."

I can keep her warm you idiot!

Edward hesitated, then pulled back. The result was instantaneous, I immediately gained control of myself, relieved that his burning stench wasn't so close.

"Watch yourself." he said flatly, but I couldn't help chuckling. The absurdity of the situation had suddenly struck me. Who would have thought I, Jacob Black, would be in such close proximity with a vampire out of choice? The things we do for those we love.

I pulled the zipper open further. "Scoot over, Bella."

Bella finally seemed to grasp what it was I intended and a look of panic and outrage flushed across her face. She stuttered her refusal.

"Don't be stupid. Don't you like having ten toes?"

I shuffled into the tiny space that remained in the sleeping bag and tried not to feel too triumphant and excited by the feeling of Bella pressed so firmly against me. The only downside was the frightening chill in her fingers as they brushed against me. I flinched away from them, unable to help myself.

"Jeez, you're freezing, Bella!"

"S-s-s-s-sorry." she muttered. She didn't seem to realise just how delighted I was to be in there with her. A little cold I could put up with.

"Try to relax. You'll be warm in a minute." I said calmly. A tempting image played across my mind. "Of course, you'd warm up faster if you took your clothes off." The growl that answered me was worth it but I decided to work on keeping the peace. "That's just a simple fact. Survival one-oh-one."

"C-c-cut it out, Jake." Bella snapped. "N-n-n-nobody really n-n-n-n-needs all ten t-t-t-toes."

Despite her tone, she remained pressed up against me. Though of course the lack of space didn't really allow for her to move away. But it was comforting that she didn't even try.

"Don't worry about the bloodsucker. He's just jealous." I murmured to her, trying not to sound too smug.

"Of course I am." I was surprised at the sound of his voice, very soft and regretful. "You don't have the faintest idea how much I wish I could do what you're doing for her mongrel."

Right at that moment I felt absolutely no sympathy for the over-grown bat. "Those are the breaks." I replied lightly. Then I realised the truth and my voice turned sour. "At least you know she wishes it was you."

His affirmative reply did nothing to ease my irritation so I tried to focus on warming Bella up. After all, it wasn't like an opportunity such as this arose every day. I let myself become aware of her body, wrapped around mine in ways that would have meant something else entirely if not for the situation.

For a while Bella and I talked a little, me teasing while she rebuked me. A lot like what our relationship used to be. When she took her boots off and her small chilled toes touched my leg, I jumped. It had startled me, but also made me flush with pleasure. I was glad that her shivering had slowed and I was doing something for her that her boyfriend couldn't. I leaned down a little to press my face against the side of her head, feeling the line of her cold ear by my cheek. It felt kinda nice. Kinda intimite.

I knew she was tired. I could feel the yawns that she repressed as she tried to talk. At times it would feel like she was warm enough to pull away slightly, then she would press back against me without hesitation. I figured that these movements were subconscious, moving in time with her temperature rather than thoughts.

I was surprised when she asked about my hair, and a little embarrassed. Not at telling her why I kept it long, more because I knew that her beloved boyfriend was shuffling around in my thoughts and that lack of privacy was really, really beginning to bug me.

Finally she quietened and I felt her breathing become more even, deeper. I brushed my lips across her hair, feeling again the intense intimacy of the moment.

"That's right, honey, go to sleep." For these few precious minutes I could ignore that she wasn't mine and might never be. I could pretend that we weren't in a tent on the side of a mountain with a storm raging around us and a possessive vampire boyfriend only a foot away. We could be in my room, or hers, or on the beach, wrapped in a blanket.

"Seth is here." Edward muttered, interrupting my thoughts. I frowned and wished he would just get out of here for a little while. Let me enjoy what I had. After all, he had every other moment of every other day with her.

"Perfect. Now you can keep an eye on everything else, while I take care of your girlfriend."

"Stop it." came the soft, reproachful voice of Bella from within the folds of the sleeping bag and my arms. I decided to listen to her for once and continue to ignore the cold presence of Edward.

But I couldn't ignore the soft, lithe body in my arms. She felt very small. Every breathe she took pressed her breasts against me and I struggled to fight down the urges of my body. I was aware of every part of her body that was touching mine.

She had one hand pressed against my chest, another down by my hip. One leg was wrapped sensuously around my knee while the other was pinned between my legs. My own arms cradled her to me.

I couldn't help imagining what it would be like if Bella was my girlfriend. How it would be to move my hand down her back, what would happen if I shifted my legs to rub against her. I had no doubt that in her sleeping form she would press against it, responding to the compulsions of her own body. Where would it lead then? The sleeping bag didn't allow for much manoeuvring, but I could picture sliding her on top of me, her body stretched out over mine -

"Please!" came Edward's furious hiss. "Do you mind!"

I was jerked unpleasantly back to the here and now. "What?" I whispered back.

"Do you think you could attempt to control you thoughts?" Edward snarled quietly.

I felt a blush begin at my throat. "No one said you had to listen." I muttered back, embarrassed at being caught out in my fantasies. "Get out of my head."

"I wish I could. You have no idea how loud your little fantasies are. It's like you're shouting them at me."

I felt my embarrassment fade quickly and sarcasm take it's place. "I'll try to keep it down."

I wondered if it really bothered Cullens that much, hearing my thoughts of Bella. Did it make him jealous to realise that I could have a physical relationship with her that he never could?

"Yes." A soft reply to my thoughts. I could barely hear him. "I'm jealous of that too."

This realisation made me feel hugely better. "I figured it was like that. Sort of evens up the playing field a little, doesn't it?"

The smirk and chuckle that replied irritated me no end. "In your dreams."

Well, I supposed he knew all about my day-dreams anyway. Bella seemed to be well and truly asleep now. "You know, she could still change her mind. Considering all the things I could do with her that you can't. At least, not without killing her that is." Images of Bella stretched out on top of me flooded my mind once more.

"Go to sleep, Jacob." Edward murmured through gritted teeth. "You're starting to get on my nerves."

I smiled into the darkness. "I think I will. I'm really very comfortable."

There was nothing but silence in response.

I lay there for a while, contemplating all things to do with Bella and her weird, unsuitable boyfriend. Ha, at least he couldn't be her lover. But it did give rise to a number of burning questions that branded themselves on the lining of my mind. He'd never answer any of them though.

"Maybe I would." Edward said quietly though I hadn't spoken any of my thoughts out loud.

I felt surprised that he would have bothered to say anything at all. Then suspicious. "But would you be honest?"

"You can always ask and see." I didn't fail to hear the humour in his voice or understand what it arose from. After all, he had never had to deal with anyone lying to him in all his undead years. Except maybe Bella.

"Well, you see inside my head - let me see inside yours tonight, it's only fair." I said calmly.

"Your head is full of questions. Which one do you want me to answer?"

Still fairly surprised and not really expecting any honesty, I shuffled through to the most obvious. "The jealousy . . . it has to be eating at you. You can't be as sure of yourself as you seem. Unless you have no emotions at all." That errant thought I hadn't considered and it made me scowl in the darkness. If he didn't really love Bella I was going to chew him up and spit him out again.

"Of course it it." Edward replied. "Right now it's so bad that I can barely control my voice. Of course, it's even worse when she's away from me, with you, and I can't see her."

"Do you think about it all the time?" I whispered, hearing his pain and frustration echoed in my own voice. "Does it make it hard to concentrate when she's not with you?"

"Yes and no," I was surprised and thrilled to hear nothing but truthfulness in his voice. "My mind doesn't work quite the same as yours. I can think of many more things at one time. Of course, that means I'm always able to think of you, always able to wonder if that's where her mind is, when she's quiet and thoughtful."

Sounds familiar. After all, how many times had Sam given out to me for plaguing the pack with thoughts of Bella? Wondering if she was with the bloodsucker and what they were doing? I wasn't sure what to think of this revelation however. I hadn't let myself believe that I was in her thoughts very often. Not since he came back.

"Yes, I would guess that she thinks about you often. More often than I like. She worries that you're unhappy. Not that you don't know." The tone of his voice shifted subtly. "Not that you don't use that.

I refused to feel guilty. "I have to use whatever I can. I'm not working with your advantages - advantages like her knowing she's in love with you."

A soft chuckle. "That helps."

Bella's gentle breathing made my heart constrict. "She's in love with me, too, you know." I fought back.

There was silence from the other side of the tent and I wondered if Edward hadn't already accepted that part of Bella. I let out a sigh. "But she doesn't know it."

There was a hint of a shrug. "I can't tell if you're right."

So, perhaps I hadn't fully grasped exactly what his thoughts were. "Does that bother you? Do you wish you could see what she's thinking, too?

There was a longer pause than I had expected. It seemed like this was a point of indecision. "Yes . . . and no, again. She likes it better this way and though it sometimes drives me insane, I'd rather she was happy."

I didn't buy that it was as simple as that. I knew it would be eating at him, unable to tell if she was suppressing her true feelings for me. A particularly strong gust of wind rattled the tent around us and I instinctively wrapped my arms tighter around Bella. She was warm enough by now, but I felt unable to loosen my grip.

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