Is The Fire Gone?" "yes," I Sighed.

After All The Planets And All The Hosts You've Left Behind, You've Finally Found The Place And The Body You'd Die For. I Think You've Found Your Home, Wanderer.

It Was Sort Of The Pattern To My Life - I'd Never Been Strong Enough To Deal With The Things Outside My Control, To Attack The Enemies Or Outrun Them. To Avoid The Pain. Always Human And Weak, The Only Thing I'd Ever Been Able To Do Was Keep Going. Endure. Survive.

Jacob Was Hardly In Need Of Any Physical Protection I Could Offer. But My Arms, Pinned Beneath Edward's, Yearned To Reach Out To Him. To Wrap Around His Big, Warm, Waist In A Silent Promise Of Acceptance And Comfort. Edward's Shielding Arms Had Become Restraints.

Don't Watch" The Redheaded Mind Reader Whispered. I Closed My Eyes.

I Bit A Pillow. Or Two.