This is Edward's POV for the chapter from Eclipse- Fire and Ice. I had written this right after Eclipse was released and just finally put it up. But since it is close to 7,000 words, I split it into chapters. Will post the other one later tonight or tomorrow.

Edward's POV

The wind shook the tent again and in response my angel shivered uncontrollably once again. She was huddled in the jacket and a down bag, clutching at the sides so the fabric was strained. Situated across the tent from me, her teeth chattered loudly. The last thing I wanted to do was to increase her shivering from the temperature of my skin.

I wanted to help her ever so badly, but I would only make it worse. I wanted to take her into my arms and cuddle her till she was warm again. But I could do no such thing, so I sat as far away from her as possible and tried to think of something to keep my mind busying and at the same time find a solution to her suffering. I had suggested making a run for it dozens of times already, but she refused every one of them.

We both knew that it would only make things possibly worse. For one thing, it was even colder outside of the tent with the wind howling and the snow blowing, then inside where she was burrowed in the coat and blankets. Plus, the chance of coming across the vampires that we would be taking down tomorrow was too much of a risk to bare. Since the wolves were helping us tomorrow, Alice had no exact guarantee of where they were located.

Lastly, everything we did this afternoon would be a wasted effort. I suspected that that was the reason she continuously refused the opportunity. We probably wouldn't have enough time to redo our plans before the battle and the risk was too great.

"W-w-w-w-w-what t-t-t-t-time is it?" she managed to get out through her chattering teeth.

"Two," I simply answered.

I wanted to bring relief to her discomfort so much. With my luck, she would get terribly sick after this little trip, but she would be safe and to me that was the most important.

"Maybe…" I started again. We should leave, but only if she asked me to, I wasn't forcing her unless we must.

"No…I'm f-f-f-f-f-fine, r-r-r-really, I don't w-w-w-want to g-g-go outside," She trembled.

Oh, she looked fine right now. I rolled my eyes as another tremble rocked through her spine. She was so stubborn and unselfish. I wanted to voice my thoughts, but I didn't think she would appreciate them right now. Grounding my teeth together, I asked her what I could possibly to do help, if anything.

My mind and body was overwhelmed with some many emotions. Guilt, that this was my idea and as I sat comfortably, except with for the aspect of her suffering, she was the complete opposite. Frustration, that I could do nothing, nor would she let me. Selfishness, that this was what it came down to. Happiness, even at this time as she lay wallowing in the coldness of the winter weather, she was safe. Maybe not in my arms, but in sight.

She just shook her head, to cold to even talk to answer my question. Out in the snow, the dog whined at me, wanting me to help Bella in a way that was not possible.

"Do something you idiot!! She is going to die or at least lose a few toes if you don't think of a solution. And it's not like I can just walk in there like this and help her. I am doing one of the things I do best, being a watch dog, communicating, helping. What are you doing to help?"

I ignored his thoughts to the best of my ability, but although I would never admit it, they nagged me incessantly. I didn't need more guilt to add onto the overpoweringly amount already. I couldn't help her this time. The desire to take her into my arms seemed to become a constant ache, but it wouldn't do any good.

Although, it could calm and comfort her for a minute, the frigid temperatures of my body would just add onto her shivering.

"G-g-g-get out of h-h-h-here!" Bella ordered her friend. Somehow, even when freezing to death she could still worry about that mongrel.

"He's just worried about you." I whispered. For heaven's sake, he wasn't even cold; he was just worried about her.

"He's fine," my hand reached out to her, only to be snapped back into place by my side. "His body is equipped to deal with this." I added.

"H-h-h-h-h-h-h." she had started to say something but either thought better of it or couldn't even get it out. Her teeth chattered and she shivered uncontrollably for the thousandth time.

I pleaded her with my eyes again; she just shook her head and looked downward. At our silent exchange, the dog whimpered annoyingly outside.

"You say that you love her, more than I ever could, but there you sit, doing nothing to help her. She freezing to the point she can't even speak! Can't you see she is suffering? Do something!!"

"What do you want me to do?" I growled back. I didn't even add any politeness that I had been trying to give to him lately, especially in front of Bella. "Carry her through that? I don't see you making yourself useful. Why don't you go fetch a space heater or something?"

The only response I got was a rumbling growl, then silence.

My Bella whimpered in the corner. Whether it was another shock of cold or in response to her incompetent and rather infuriating friend, I was unsure.

"I'm ok-k-k-k-k-k-kay," she protested back. I groaned back, unconvinced.

"Hardly," I mumbled under my breath, doubting that her ears picked up the words. Jacob too grumbled outside the tent, not swayed by her protest.

The tent rocked harder with the wind blowing roughly outside. She trembled with it. The impertinent dog howled loudly outside, scaring Bella even worse. Grounding my teeth, I ducked my head into my hands, calming myself. While taking deep, unnecessary breaths, I told myself it was not the time or place to go knock some sense into him or maybe something harder.

"That's hardly necessary." I muttered back to him.

Despite my trying to block his thoughts from my head, what he suggested next my full attention. He expected me to just let him in here, into this compact tent, that contained an already perturbed vampire. What an outrageous idea! He could lose control any second, with both of us in here, Bella wouldn't survive it.

"And that's the worst idea I've ever heard," I voiced my thoughts aloud. I knew he could respond back now, out loud unfortunately.

"Better then anything you've come up with." I saw Bella jump ever so lightly, his human voice startling her. "Go fetch a space heater," he grumbled mockingly under his breath "I'm not a St. Bernard."

He unzipped the tent, to the smallest, possible opening for him to climb in, despite my concerns. The artic wind flowed in around him and a few flacks landing amongst the tent floor. Bella shivered so hard, it was more like a convulsion.

"I don't like this," I hissed at him as he zipped it back up and stood at the front of the opening, holding a parka in a balled up fist. Shifting from foot to foot, his thoughts complained about the horrid smell. When he saw Bella they quickly turned to blaming me for letting her suffering go this far.

"Just give her the coat and get out," I commanded, already worrying about him losing control around my precious, yet freezing Bella.

Bella's face portrayed her thoughts, as she tried to figure out the other side of our conversation. "W-w-w-w-w-w-w?" she couldn't get the hole word out of her lips.

"The parka's for tomorrow-- she's too cold to warm it up by herself. It's frozen." He dropped it by the door. "You said she needed a space heater, and here I am." The pup held his arms open wide or as wide as the tent would allow.

A deep growl threatened to make its way out of my throat. Already being closer than I wished for him to be, I would not allow him to push the limits by crawling in next to her, even if the reason was to keep her warm.

The fantasies of being so close to her in an enclosed space raged through his mind and I desperately wanted to pounce on the dog.

"J-J-J-J-Jake, you'll f-f-f-freez-z-z-ze." Bella complained in the corner. She was still shivering uncontrollably. For a brief moment I considered letting the dog comfort her.

Fuck no! He was not getting any damn closer.

"Not me, I run at a toasty one-oh-eight point nine these days. I'll have you sweating in no time."

The growl grew deeper in my throat and I couldn't hold it back. The dog didn't even take notice. Instead he inched closer to my Bella and unzipped the sleeping bag. There was no fucking way he was going to crawl into the sleeping bag, wrap his arms around her, and warm her up. Especially with those type of thoughts floating around his head. Being a teenage boy gives him no reason.

I would not allow it.

I reached forward and placed a firm hand on the vile mongrel's shoulder, stopping him in his tracks. His nostrils flared, jaw clenched, a deep rumble registering in his chest. He was ready to fight back; I would push him out of the tent before he even considered phasing.

"Get your hands off me!" he growled at me through his clenched teeth. His thoughts trying to figure out the best way to prepare to defend himself.

"Keep your hands off her."

"D-d-d-don't f-f-f-f-fight!" Bella interrupted our hatred stares at one another. Another tremor rocked through her.

"I'm sure she'll thank you for this when her toes turn black and drop off," the dog snapped back. I tightened my hold on his shoulder, to the point where my knuckles turned even whiter.

Knowing that I could never live with myself if Bella was harmed and I had something to do with it, I dropped my hand from Jacob's shoulder and slouched back into the corner.

His thoughts disturbed me immensely.

He was going to get to wrap his warm arms around her soft body. He would be able to mold against her body to feel her curves. His lips would be close to hers, close enough to touch, to push her limits in front of me. He would be able to touch her warm flesh, to comfort, to do what I could not.

And it all revolted me significantly.

"Watch yourself!" I warned the mutt in my darkest voice. He merely chuckled to himself. He took pleasure in the fact that it displeased me greatly.

"Scoot over, Bella." The mutt unzipped the sleeping bag with a huge, smug grin spread across his face.

It took a moment for Bella to realize what Black was doing. Then as it came to her, almost like a light bulb flicking on in her head, she started to protest.

"N-n-n-n-n," she objected.

"Don't be stupid. Don't you like having ten toes?" The mutt teased her. I could see indecision flicker across her face. She didn't seem to want to be any closer to this dog, than I wanted her too, and that pleased me, eased the tension for a brief second. But at the same time the thought of the oncoming warmth from his body made her eager.

Jacob crammed his way in to the nonexistent space. Thinking all the while how well his body fit with hers and how her soft hands fluttered over his chest, giving him shivers. Scowling, I held back the very tempting idea to rip him to pieces for being so damn close to Bella.

The moment Bella touched his feverish skin, she relaxed and signed in contentment. His arms constricted around her, holding her to his bare chest. He cringed from the coldness of her skin when pressed up against him.

"Jeez, you're freezing, Bella!" he complained out loud and in his thoughts, only his words out loud were somewhat more polite than the ones spoke in his childish yet zealous head.

"S-s-s-s-sorry." She stuttered. Her shivers were dieing down, becoming more controlled, and for that I was thankful for.

"Try to relax." Another shiver rippled through her, but she still was improving. "You'll be warm in a minute. Of course, you'd warm up faster if you took off your clothes." He smiled eagerly in his thoughts and I growled at him, warning him to keep those thoughts to himself.

"That's just a simple fact, survival one-oh-one." He defended himself. Although he was correct, he wasn't joking. He made that clear through his mind, which he knew I was listening to intently. Even though I tried to cut it off, it was hard to stop when they were about my Bella.

"C-c-cut it out, Jake! N-n-n-nobody really n-n-n-n-needs all ten t-t-t-toes." I could tell she tried to pull away form him, but it was hard to resist his heated body with the arctic wind blowing fiercely outside.

"Don't worry about the bloodsucker. He's just jealous." He smiled to me, knowing he hit a spot with his words or more the truth that he so eagerly wished to get out of me.

"Of course I am." I replied to his question that he desired to be answered. "You don't have the faintest idea how much I wish I could do what you're doing for her, mongrel."

"Those are the breaks. At least you know she wishes it was you." When he put it that way… it did help. Knowing that Bella wished that it was me that she could cuddle up to keep her warm, helped immensely actually. But it wasn't me, not now anyway.

"True." I answered simply. Bella was getting close to unconsciousness with the shudders more under control. She was warm in the arms of my enemy.

"There, feeling better?" his pleasure, to help her in such a physical way, beamed out from his face and leaked into his words.

"Yes." She spoke clearly for the first time tonight.

"Your lips are still blue. Want me to warm those up for you, too? You only have to ask." He smiled zealously as he teased her, though he deeply wished that she would say yes. I just signed heavily, laughing at his futile attempts in my head.

"Behave yourself," Bella muttered to him as she pressed her face into his bare shoulder. He cringed at the coldness and I think I saw Bella smile in satisfaction. That's my girl.

I heard a scuffle of feet and I realized that Bella was kicking off her boots. She pressed her close to frost bit feet against his warm legs, under the sleeping bag. He scowled again, then leaned in and pressed his head against her numb ear. I watched his every move with jealously and wrath. But I was relived that Bella was warm and I mainly tried to focus on that idea.

It was silent for the moment, expect for the howling wind and Jacob's thoughts that ran through my head. Oh do I wish he could control them. They were tempting my self control.

"Jake? Can I ask you something? I'm not trying to be a jerk or anything, I'm honestly curious." They both chuckled at a private joke. All I caught was that those were the same words used in another conversation.

"Sure." Jacobs sighed remembering.

"Why are you so much furrier than your friends? You don't have to answer if I'm being rude."

"Because my hair is longer." He gave her the simple answer. He leaned down and tickled her with his hair that fell past his chin. I gagged.

"Oh. Then why don't you cut it? Or do you like to be shaggy?" she pressed on.

I laughed out loud and Bella turned her head towards me, wondering my reason. She seemed guilty as she snooped.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to pry. You don't have to tell me." ducking her face in abashment, she tried to hide against his chest.

"Oh, he'll tell you anyway, so I might as well… I was growing my hair out because… it seemed like you liked it better long." I waited out Bella's reaction. He was right though, if Bella had questioned me about it, I would have given her the answer. Plus, it amused me too much to deny her.

"Oh, I, er, like it both ways, Jake. You don't need to be… inconvenienced."

He shrugged. "Turns out it was very convenient tonight, so don't worry about it."

Bella slowly started to relax further in his arms as the silence lengthened. Her eye lids dropped and then shut as her breathing became slower and even.

"That's right honey, go to sleep." She sighed, already half unconscious. This was one moment that I do wish to read her thoughts. To see if it is me who she wishes had their arms around her. I could never be sure and I did fear that she wanted to be with Jacob more than she realized.

Which brought on the whole other fight of who was right for her. Of course she was better off with that wolf, but it is not him who she wishes to be with. So where does that leave my decision. What position should I choose? I wanted to stay with her, but I was not healthy for her.

I would not let my self press this issue further, at least not tonight. She has chosen me; she has chosen to be married to me and to be with me for eternity. I should not worry, but when your fiancée is also best friends with your enemy, even the most secure man would question it.