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    It had gone quiet in the front room; and I wondered when Jacob would bolt。 I smiled a grim smile; 
imagining his discomfort。 
    “What happened?” Edward demanded; his voice going flat。 
    “I punched Jacob;” I admitted。 
    “Good;” Edward said bleakly。 “Though I’m sorry you’re hurt。” 
    I laughed once; because he sounded as pleased as Charlie had。 
    “I wish I’d hurt him。” I sighed in frustration。 “I didn’t do any damage at all。” 
    “I can fix that;” he offered。 
    “I was hoping you would say that。” 
    There was a slight pause。 “That doesn’t sound like you;” he said; wary now。 “What did he do?” 
    “He kissed me;” I growled。 
    All I heard on the other end of the line was the sound of an engine accelerating。 
    In the other room; Charlie spoke again。 “Maybe you ought to take off; Jake;” he suggested。 
    “I think I’ll hang out here; if you don’t mind。” 
    “Your funeral;” Charlie muttered。 
    “Is the dog still there?” Edward finally spoke again。 
    “Yes。” 
    “I’m around the corner;” he said darkly; and the line disconnected。 
    As I hung up the phone; smiling; I heard the sound of his car racing down the street。 The brakes protested 
loudly as he slammed to a stop out front。 I went to get the door。 
    “How’s your hand?” Charlie asked as I walked by。 Charlie looked uncomfortable。 Jacob lolled next to 
him on the sofa; perfectly at ease。 
    I lifted the ice pack to show it off。 “It’s swelling。” 
    “Maybe you should pick on people your own size;” Charlie suggested。 
    “Maybe;” I agreed。 I walked on to open the door。 Edward was waiting。 
    “Let me see;” he murmured。 

    He examined my hand gently; so carefully that it caused me no pain at all。 His hands were almost as cold 
as the ice; and they felt good against my skin。 
    “I think you’re right about the break;” he said。 “I’m proud of you。 You must have put some force behind 
this。” 
    “As much as I have。” I sighed。 “Not enough; apparently。” 
    He kissed my hand softly。 “I’ll take care of it;” he promised。 And then he called; “Jacob;” his voice still 
quiet and even。 
    “Now; now;” Charlie cautioned。 
    I heard Charlie heave himself off of the sofa。 Jacob got to the hall first; and much more quietly; but Charlie 
was not far behind him。 Jacob’s expression was alert and eager。 
    “I don’t want any fighting; do you understand?” Charlie looked only at Edward when he spoke。 “I can go 
put my badge on if that makes my request more official。” 
    “That won’t be necessary;” Edward said in a restrained tone。 
    “Why don’t you arrest me; Dad?” I suggested。 “I’m the one throwing punches。” 
    Charlie raised an eyebrow。 “Do you want to press charges; Jake?” 
    “No。” Jacob grinned; incorrigible。 “I’ll take the trade any day。” 
    Edward grimaced。 
    “Dad; don’t you have a baseball bat somewhere in your room? I want to borrow it for a minute。” 
    Charlie looked at me evenly。 “Enough; Bella。” 
    “Let’s go have Carlisle look at your hand before you wind up in a jail cell;” Edward said。 He put his arm 
around me and pulled me toward the door。 
    “Fine;” I said; leaning against him。 I wasn’t so angry anymore; now that Edward was with me。 I felt 
comforted; and my hand didn’t bother me as much。 
    We were walking down the sidewalk when I heard Charlie whispering anxiously behind me。 
    “What are you doing? Are you crazy?” 
    “Give me a minute; Charlie;” Jacob answered。 “Don’t worry; I’ll be right back。” 
    I looked back and Jacob was following us; stopping to close the door in Charlie’s surprised and uneasy 
face。 
    Edward ignored him at first; leading me to the car。 He helped me inside; shut the door; and then turned to 
face Jacob on the sidewalk。 
    I leaned anxiously through the open window。 Charlie was visible in the house; peeking through the drapes 
in the front room。 
    Jacob’s stance was casual; his arms folded across his chest; but the muscles in his jaw were tight。 
    Edward spoke in a voice so peaceful and gentle that it made the words strangely more threatening。 “I’m 
not going to kill you now; because it would upset Bella。” 
    “Hmph;” I grumbled。 
    Edward turned slightly to throw me a quick smile。 His face was still calm。 “It would bother you in the 
morning;” he said; brushing his fingers across my cheek。 
    Then he turned back to Jacob。 “But if you ever bring her back damaged again — and I don’t care whose 
fault it is; I don’t care if she merely trips; or if a meteor falls out of the sky and hits her in the head — if you 
return her to me in less than the perfect condition that I left her in; you will be running with three legs。 Do you 
understand that; mongrel?” 
    Jacob rolled his eyes。 
    “Who’s going back?” I muttered。 
    Edward continued as if he hadn’t heard me。 “And if you ever kiss her again; I will break your jaw for 
her;” he promised; his voice still gentle and velvet and deadly。 
    “What if she wants me to?” Jacob drawled; arrogant。 
    “Hah!” I snorted。 
    “If that’s what she wants; then I won’t object。” Edward shrugged; untroubled。 “You might want to wait for 
her to say it; rather than trust your interpretation of body language — but it’s your face。” 
    Jacob grinned。 
    “You wish;” I grumbled。 

    “Yes; he does;” Edward murmured。 
    “Well; if you’re done rummaging through my head;” Jacob said with a thick edge of annoyance; “why 
don’t you go take care of her hand?” 
    “One more thing;” Edward said slowly。 “I’ll be fighting for her; too。 You should know that。 I’m not taking 
anything for granted; and I’ll be fighting twice as hard as you will。” 
    “Good;” Jacob growled。 “It’s no fun beating someone who forfeits。” 
    “She is mine。” Edward’s low voice was suddenly dark; not as composed as before。 “I didn’t say I would 
fightfair。” 
    “Neither did I。” 
    “Best of luck。” 
    Jacob nodded。 “Yes; may the best man win。” 
    “That sounds about right 。 。 。 pup。” 
    Jacob grimaced briefly; then he composed his face and leaned around Edward to smile at me。 I glowered 
back。 
    “I hope your hand feels better soon。 I’m really sorry you’re hurt。” 
    Childishly; I turned my face away from him。 
    I didn’t look up again as Edward walked around the car and climbed into the driver’s side; so I didn’t 
know if Jacob went back into the house or continued to stand there; watching me。 
    “How do you feel?” Edward asked as we drove away。 
    “Irritated。” 
    He chuckled。 “I meant your hand。” 
    I shrugged。 “I’ve had worse。” 
    “True;” he agreed; and frowned。 
    Edward drove around the house to the garage。 Emmett and Rosalie were there; Rosalie’s perfect legs; 
recognizable even sheathed in jeans; were sticking out from under the bottom of Emmett’s huge Jeep。 Emmett 
was sitting beside her; one hand reached under the Jeep toward her。 It took me a moment to realize that he 
was acting as the jack。 
    Emmett watched curiously as Edward helped me carefully out of the car。 His eyes zeroed in on the hand I 
cradled against my chest。 
    Emmett grinned。 “Fall down again; Bella?” 
    I glared at him fiercely。 “No; Emmett。 I punched a werewolf in the face。” 
    Emmett blinked; and then burst into a roar of laughter。 
    As Edward led me past them; Rosalie spoke from under the car。 
    “Jasper’s going to win the bet;” she said smugly。 
    Emmett’s laughter stopped at once; and he studied me with appraising eyes。 
    “What bet?” I demanded; pausing。 
    “Let’s get you to Carlisle;” Edward urged。 He was staring at Emmett。 His head shook infinitesimally。 
    “What bet?” I insisted as I turned on him。 
    “Thanks; Rosalie;” he muttered as he tightened his arm around my waist and pulled me toward the house。 
    “Edward 。 。 。 ;” I grumbled。 
    “It’s infantile;” he shrugged。 “Emmett and Jasper like to gamble。” 
    “Emmett will tell me。” I tried to turn; but his arm was like iron around me。 
    He sighed。 “They’re betting on how many times you 。 。 。 slip up in the first year。” 
    “Oh。” I grimaced; trying to hide my sudden horror as I realized what he meant。 “They have a bet about 
how many people I’ll kill?” 
    “Yes;” he admitted unwillingly。 “Rosalie thinks your temper will turn the odds in Jasper’s favor。” 
    I felt a little high。 “Jasper’s betting high。” 
    “It will make him feel better if you have a hard time adjusting。 He’s tired of being the weakest link。” 
    “Sure。 Of course it will。 I guess I could throw in a few extra homicides; if it makes Jasper happy。 Why 
not?” I was babbling; my voice a blank monotone。 In my head; I was seeing newspaper headlines; lists of 
names。 。 。 。 
    He squeezed me。 “You don’t need to worry about it now。 In fact; you don’t have to worry about it ever; if 

you don’t want to。” 
    I groaned; and Edward; thinking it was the pain in my hand that bothered me; pulled me faster toward the 
house。 
    My hand was broken; but there

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