Annoying Werewolf


Of course Jacob Black – werewolf, lover of all things Bella – would show up at the door the moment he heard she was back. Honestly, we should have been prepared for this moment. I'm sure he was. His motorbike shut off and I heard him walking towards the door.

"What is he doing here?" Edward growled.

"I'll take care of this." Jasper insisted.

"I'm sure he's just worried about Bella," Esme offered.

"I'm staying right here," I told them all. "If this is a trick, I'm not falling for it."

"Oh shut it," Edward snapped at me. "I'll get rid of him."

"Everyone, calm down. I'll go talk to him," Carlisle gave us each a warning glance.

"Fine," we all said together.

Carlisle marched toward the door and opened it. "Hello, Jacob," he said politely. "How are you?"

Why didn't he just tell him to go the hell away? Why didn't he just slam the door in his face? Maybe it was a trick… I realized I was beginning to become paranoid.

There was a pause between the two as we all waited anxiously for a response. "I heard Bella made it back alive," he said in a disbelieving tone. Did he seriously think Edward – mister self-control – would actually kill her? Okay, maybe I thought he did when Edward first talked to us on the phone. But I thought he had changed her, not killed her.

"Er, Jacob, it's not really the best time," Carlisle said, his voice giving too much information away. Now he's going to know there is something wrong. "Could we do this later?" he continued.

That was a stupid question to ask. Werewolves always think in the present, never in the future. When they want something, they want it now, not later. What I didn't expect was Bella's throaty voice to sound out to Jacob. "Why not? Are we keeping secrets from Jacob, too? What's the point?" My hand came up as I hit myself in the forehead. What is she thinking? "Come in, please, Jacob."

Great.

"Excuse me," Jacob said rudely. The smell of wet dog hit my nose and it automatically wrinkled. Gross. He strode into the room like he owned the place, took one look around and then froze, mouth open. It looked like a comprehension stick hit him upside the head. I wished I could hit him upside the head. I leaned over Bella protectively. It wasn't wise for her to let the mongrel inside. He didn't know how to control his temper. What will happen when he realizes what has happened? Full out brawl in the house? Oh, Esme won't be happy about that.

I moved forward as he did. My back was to Bella and the rest of the family. I trusted Esme to be watching after her, as my attention was needed elsewhere – toward the new threat in the house – Jacob Black, the dog. He continued to walk forward and I put my hand out to stop him. I watched each little inch he took her direction and if he didn't heed my warning he was going down. I'd make sure to keep all blood outside, no need to have the wet dog smell in the house forever. I was hoping for it, actually – to fight him. I needed a little tension release after being in this house all day, for days. Jacob stopped immediately at my threatening glare, though not for long because Bella then called out over my shoulder in a tiny whisper. "Rose, don't. It's fine."

I gritted my teeth and bit the inside of my cheek to keep the nasty retort back. Moving out of the way, I gave him the nastiest look I could manage, just so he knew how much I didn't approve of him being anywhere near her. Hadn't he caused enough damage between her and Edward? The last thing she needed was more stress.

My eyes never left the threat. He bent down next to Bella, across from Edward. He didn't even look up. His attention was solely for Bella.

"Bella, what's wrong? Are you all right?" Jacob asked. He cupped one of her hands between his.

I stared at him in disbelief. Couldn't he tell there was something wrong with her? Of course she wasn't all right. Duh! Bella must have realized this too and didn't even bother with an answer. At least she had some sense in her. "I'm so glad you came to see me today, Jacob," Bella said happily.

I wanted to gag. And, for the first time, I actually felt sorry for Edward. I couldn't imagine what it would be like to see Emmett look all happy to see another woman. Edward heard my thoughts and groaned into her blanket.

Sorry, I thought. He ignored me. I didn't blame him. I'm sure I wasn't making this any easier on him. Bella wasn't either. And neither was Jacob, for that matter. Time to kick him out? Maybe.

"What is it, Bella?" Jacob continued to pester.

Bella looked at all of us expectantly, like she wanted us to answer this for her. I didn't want to, not for the dog, at least. But of course, her eyes raced across the room and landed on mine. "Help me up, Rose?" she asked. I growled, and bared my teeth. It was bad enough I had his stench in my nose, the last thing I wanted was another person to take Edward's side on the baby issue. "Please, Rose." Bella pleaded. She just had to make that face, the one I couldn't say no to anymore. Now I knew how Edward felt. We were all putty in her hands. She just formed us how she wanted and we obliged.

I put my arms around her shoulders to help her up. Like I said, putty in her hands. Jacob glanced at her like he couldn't believe she was moving.

"No," he whispered. "Don't get up…."

Bella frowned at him. "I'm answering your question," she barked at him.

I wanted to applaud her. If I couldn't say all the things on my mind, at least Bella would stand up for herself. I finished helping her off the couch. Edward looked dead, and acted it too as he slid forward onto the couch, his face diving into the covers. I ignored him; like I'm sure he was ignoring my thoughts right now. I think he ignored them most of the time, actually.

Jacob stared at Bella. His expression was what I had expected. It only made me angrier to see it, though. He looked sick, then outraged, and then he looked pissed. I wondered what was going through his tiny brain, and figured it out quickly when Edward sprang to his feet, the look on his face was malicious. I pulled Bella closer to me, just in case.

"Outside, Jacob," Edward snarled. Maybe there would be a fight after all?

Jacob jumped to his feet as if he had been electrocuted. "Let's do this," he said. There was a gleam in his eye. He wanted to fight. If there was one, I knew Edward would win. Emmett stepped forward and bared his teeth, Jasper was on Edward's other side. I wouldn't want to be Jacob Black right now. Werewolf was soon going to be kibbles n bits.

"No," Bella gasped. He walked towards Edward and I stayed on her heal as she stumbled and grabbed Edward's arm.

"I just need to talk to him, Bella," Edward said, his tone full of a hidden meaning.

Sure, I thought. You're just going to have a quick picnic with your old werewolf friend.

Edward ignored me once again. That was fine with me; I'd love to see him fight that mongrel. I wanted him out of the house, away from Bella and far from me. "Please rest," he said as he stroked her face. Jacob's teeth snapped together audibly. "We'll both be back in just a few minutes," he finished, ignoring every thought around him.

When you say bring him back, you mean in a body bag, right? I thought happily.

Bella stared at his face for a few seconds before moving toward the couch. I helped her back down, making sure she didn't hurt herself, or, god forbid, the baby.

"Behave," Bella hissed to Jacob.

Not likely, I thought.

"And then come back," she ordered.

Oh please don't let him come back, I begged Edward. Once again, he ignored me. He had no sense of humor left. I'll be glad when this baby is born and Edward is back. It is almost like his dark months when he was away from Bella.

I could heard them walk away, and a murmur or two between them and then they were out of my hearing range. That made me nervous immediately. What was up his sleeve? Was he planning on bringing Jacob into some plot to abort the baby? I wouldn't have it. Now my paranoia was going up a notch. I was tempted to move toward them so I could hear their conversation, but then I looked back at Bella and realized I couldn't leave her unprotected.

"What do you think they are talking about?" she asked me.

"I don't know, I can't hear them." I sighed. "He walked out of range." I said this like I was a TV picking up reception. Which was kind of how it worked.

"You don't think they are fighting, do you?" Her tone was full of worry.

I patted her hand. "No, Edward is too noble to hurt Jacob because of you."

"Oh."

After several silent minutes passed I could hear them walking back up the drive. I would give anything to hear their minds so I would know if they were preparing to attack. At the same time I was pretty bummed that Edward hadn't just killed him and got it over with. But, maybe it was best that he didn't. Bella didn't need the stress. The baby didn't need the stress.

Everyone in the room was silently hanging out, like they were in idling mode. No one even moved when they both walked back into the house.

"We're going to let Jacob and Bella speak privately," Edward said flatly.

Privately? That means without me. They were planning something. "Over my pile of ashes," I snarled at him. They were not going to hurt Bella or take this baby away from her. My hand rested on her cheek which was warm, surprisingly. Edward completely ignored me. I was really getting tired of his ignoring me crap.

"Bella," Edward said. "Jacob wants to talk to you. Are you afraid to be alone with him?"

Bella looked at Jacob, her eyebrows knitting together. Then she looked at me. My eyes seized hers and were screaming, it's a trick, it's a trick! Don't do it! "Rose, it's fine. Jake's not going to hurt us. Go with Edward."

She was being a fool. "It might be a trick," was all I said, though. No need to make her mad at me.

"I don't see how," she replied. I was completely and utterly exasperated. How was this not a trick? They go out to talk, we can't hear them – and that was intentional – and they come back and request we all leave? If it smells like a dog, barks like a dog, and looks like a dog…it's most likely a dog.

"Carlisle and I will always be in you sight, Rosalie," Edward said to me, reading my thoughts for once. "We're the ones she's afraid of." His eyes blazed with anger. I ignored it; I was equally pissed at him for even suggesting that she kill the child.

But Jacob won't be in my sight, I thought angrily.

"No," Bella croaked. "No, Edward. I'm not…."

Great, I thought bitterly. Upset your wife why don't you?

Edward plastered on the most painful smile yet while shaking his head. "I didn't mean it that way, Bella. I'm fine. Don't worry about me."

Couldn't you at least make your smile look real?

"Everyone," Edward pointed toward the door. "Please."

It had to be a trick. I refused to move. Everyone else left. I glared at them both. I'm not going anywhere, I thought toward Edward.

"Rose," Bella said quietly. "I want you to go."

With my back to Bella, I closed my eyes in anger and exasperation. If anything happens to her or the baby, I'm going to kill him. And possibly you. I gave him the nastiest glare I could muster and pointed towards the door furiously. You first. I'm not falling for anything else.

Edward left and melted into the trees. I turned and gave Jacob a warning glance before I turned on my heal and shut the door, following behind, just to make sure Edward didn't decide to return when I wasn't there.


Author's note: Gee, it's so fun to write in Rosalie's point of view. I hope you have enjoyed yet another little snippet of her mind. I do enjoy it. If you don't mind, I'd like to know what my readers want to read the most. What scene would you like to read in Rosalie's POV during Bella's pregnancy? Let me know and I'll do it!


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Disclaimer: Many things in this chapter have come directly from Stephenie Meyer's Breaking Dawn. I have only added my little flare of Rosalie's POV to the whole situation.