Jacob had been patrolling the border between La Push and the Cullen's land. The night was growing older by the minute as he ran in his human form, training his senses and strength for his human body.

It wasn't until well into the night when he smelled that familiar scent.

Human blood...

And the cloying sweet scent of a bloodsucker.

Automatically, Jacob sprung into action as he ran faster towards the scent of distinct metal and sweetness.

Snarling, he picked up his pace until he his legs brought him closer and closer. He burst through into a clearing meadow, where the scent permeated strongly. Jacob's eyes frantically darted around, body tense and on edge about potential enemies.

Jacob's eyes landed on a body in the middle of the clearing- two bodies… Well, if one could consider the mangled and torn corpse a body anymore.

Suddenly, Jacob tensed more as he recognized the smell of that vampire that sat chilling, for a lack of a better term, next to the mangled body of his victim. Recognized the pale skin, the sandy brown hair, the lithe, skinny body of his once rival for love. His skin reflecting the reflection of the sun off the moon, letting his skin not sparkle like a diamond in the light but shimmer. Jacob stood motionless at the edge of that clearing, watching him.

It took a while for that particular scene to process. Jacob's thoughts halted to a stop, brain screaming at him to see the bigger picture.

Edward was feasting on a human.

Jacob stood stock still, in his shock he noticed the vampire took notice of him, a small grin on those full lips. Edward's eyes sparkling red with the fresh feed. The blood of his victim smeared across his lips and cheeks, down his chin, as if he had eaten messily. Edward licked his lips and smiled, almost tenderly, in Jacob's direction.

It was then he broke out of his reverie. Edward has broken the treaty. Jacob's first thought was slow, before it sped up, stringing other conclusions together about other mangled bodies found and bones with no identification.

And then it hit him like a semi-truck.

Edward's disposition and his current situation.

He killed Bella.

And for the first time that since that night Jacob's heart clenched at the thought of the deceased Bella. Jacob bared his teeth and growled, his body becoming a tightly coiled spring before he lunged at Edward.

The vampire took notice of his lung and he moved out of the way, narrowly missing a swipe of extended claws. He wasn't taking this seriously. Jacob realized, and it only made him angier. Edward was dodging his attacks almost playfully.

Edward wasn't trying to fight back, he wasn't even dodging wholeheartedly. The way he moved out the way it was like he was dancing, or drunk.

Jacob growled and stilled for a moment, his opponent doing the same as. That blood-caked mouth grinned, lips twitching up at the ends. After a half moment Jacob lunged, successfully pinning Edward under him with a harsh tackle to the floor. He howled ferociously, nails digging into the vampire's shoulders hard enough to crack a human bone.

"How could you?!" Jacob yelled, picking up Edward by the shoulders and slamming him down without preamble. He knew Edward knew what he meant.

How could he kill her? Bella. The supposed love of his life?

Edward's only response was a sad smile. He didn't even take notice of the nails digging so painfully into his flesh. He didn't even have to read the wolf's mind to understand what he's thinking.

"You bastard! If it wasn't for you, Bella would still be alive!" Jacob yelled, but it fell on Edward's deaf ears as he stared at Jacob's face. "I should kill you right now for breaking the treaty- and even worse, you kept feeding?!"

Edward couldn't help but let his eyes glaze over as he listened. Yes, he knew what he did was wrong. Yes, he knew what he kept doing is even worse, but he didn't want to die. Not when he finally found something he could live for.

Jacob, even in his heated, angry stupor, couldn't mistake the way his enemy's eyes glazed over in a way he didn't think was possible. It stopped him in his tracks, the spiteful words dying on his tongue. It didn't take long before the build up in Edward's eyes started to fall over his pale cheeks.

Jacob had thought that vampires couldn't cry, couldn't blush... Anything dealing with the fluidity of human life and body, the immortal couldn't have, didn't have.

But here he was, Edward pinned under the large six foot seven stature of Jacob Black, his eyes red and welling with tears. His cheeks flushed so delicately, the tears sticking to his long eyelashes. Edward hiccuped through his sobs.

Jacob barely noticed that his grip on what he had taken to be marble skin, where his nails had been digging in harshly, had broken through the skin and let thick streaks of blood soak the fabric he ripped through.

Vampires didn't bleed.

He stared at Edward with intrigue and apprehension.

"I'm sorry." He heard him whisper, his voice cracked and broke. Jacob couldn't believe his eyes, his ears- the scene unfolding under him. "I don't know what came over me-" There was another choked sob, but Edward couldn't wipe away his tears, didn't attempt to raise his hands that were impossibly pinned. "I- I couldn't stop.." He finally said. He took in a shaky breath.

"I just couldn't." Edward whimpers and Jacob lessened his grip on those (now that he'd notice them) delicate, human shoulders, blood staining his fingertips. "I just kept going- the blood. It was too good to pass up- hers, his," He looked to that mangled body across the clearing. "The others-" Edward sucked in another shaky breath.

Jacob stared wide-eyed at the leech underneath him.

"I actually have blood running through me!" Edward exclaimed, a laugh bubbling in his chest, happy and excited, and anxious. But Jacob could tell there was an underlying something or other there, that could make Edward go into hysterics later. "I can cry-" A fat tear rolled down his cheek as if to prove him right, "I can blush-" and blush he could, cheeks red with emotion. "I can feel my heart beating, Jacob!" He almost yelled, voice whimpering. Edward's breathing stuttered, short and labored. Faintly, if Jacob paid enough attention, he could hear the slow thuh-thump of heart palpitations in Edward's chest and his eyes widen impossibly. Jacob stares at his enemy, a thing of legends, of monsters, and watched his chest heave with a deep breath.

"Is this how you feel all the time?" Edward asked, feeling the overwhelming sensation of being human wash over him. He felt so happy- he didn't know why. But he did, he knew he shouldn't have, though, because he killed all those people. Yet he couldn't help feeling anything but happy about the outcome it provided. "The blood rushing through your veins, the tears in your eyes and the rushing heat?" Edward gave another cry, more tears spilling out and Jacob pushed away a little, looking at the entirety of the vampire. Seeing the difference only once he looked close enough.

"I missed this..." Edward's heartbroken voice echoed in Jacob's mind. "I missed being human..."

A/N: Hi there! Enjoy! I just kinda edited it now. like 5 years later lmao.