Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, the storyline, and the characters. Nor do I own any of the painkillers mentioned below.
A/N: I'm naturally for Non-Canon couples and if I had a say in the saga--I probably would've paired up Jacob (not the arrogant Jacob that emerges in Eclipse but the compassionate/fun one at the beginning of New Moon) and Alice, but I didn't have say. Anyways, ENJOY! And please review! No Flames though, thank you!
Painkiller
Time had no limits, not in this life time, not when it came to this sort of life style. Where weeks felt more like minutes in a day, for the first time in a century a mere matter of weeks dragged onto what felt like years—long agonizing years. It almost felt like time had slowed at each throbbing second.
Alice groaned, painfully, as she pulled her hands from her temples. She had been massaging them with her palms in high hopes that it'd subdue the pounding. Unfortunately regardless the pressure she put into it there was no relief. Curling up in a ball on the couch, Alice closed her eyes. The ticking of the clock synchronized itself with her throbbing headache as if mocking her of the slow torture.
The sound of footsteps interrupted her mind, and a sigh of relief escaped her lips. Alice focused herself on the approaching visitor, as the person opened and closed the front door.
"Hello?" a deep voice called out. Lifting up her right arm, she waved, to indicate her presence. She listened for the footsteps to draw near and heard the person speak, "I knew the room smelt like a crap load of cotton candy."
"Hello to you too, Jacob," mumbled Alice as she peeked through her thick eyelashes before closing her eyes once again. She waited for the pain to fade.
"I did say hello," started Jacob as he shifted his weight. He gazed around the empty living room, wondering where the rest of the Cullen family was, more in particularly where Bella was.
"Showering," Alice simply stated as if reading his mind. She felt the pounding slow itself.
Jacob let out a short laugh, "I thought you saw the future, not read minds like your brother." Trying not to think about who was helping Bella in the shower, Jacob rubbed his nose, trying to get use to that sickly sweet smell Alice possessed.
Alice felt the immense pressure slowly fade as she answered, "Of course you're here to check up on Bella. Why else would you come?" He simply shrugged his shoulders. Although the vampire family was strangely growing on him, Bella still existed as his sole purpose of being there. "And what do you mean it smells like cotton candy?"
She was now sitting up, staring at him with golden eyes. The dark-hair teen smirked, at the sound of her voice. Her spirit was definitely lifting; he figured that the pain was starting to grow numb. "A crap load," he corrected. "You smell like a crap load of cotton candy."
"I do?" questioned Alice, a bit taken back by the comment. Lavender and sweet pea were the scents she was normally associated to, cotton candy was the first.
"Don't take it as a compliment. Too much cotton candy makes anyone sick," Jacob stated, as he threw a look at her. He wanted to add that it also makes people puke, but he figured he'd at least try to be civil—for now.
"Well, you smell like pine. Not like on Christmas mornings, but cleaning product pine. Like it was dumped on you," Alice countered as her nose scrunched up. With her headache finally numbed from his presence, she could finally focus on her senses.
Jacob laughed, "Of course I smell like pine. You do know your house is surrounded by a forest full of them right?" Alice simply rolled her eyes.
"You use to smell like salt water and pine," commented Alice, ignoring his sarcasm. She watched as his eyes soften. Whether it was from her words or the thought of home was beyond her. As quickly as it came, it left. "A crap load." She added, quoting him, leaving out that the combination of the two was not pleasant.
"And all this time, I thought I smelt like wet dog to you," chuckled Jacob. She was sure a strange one, with her sarcasm yet friendly personality.
"You do, just not so much today. Must've decided to bathe this time," she replied, her voice tinge with a bit of sass.
"Ha ha," he responded, pulling his gaze from her to hide the slight blush on his face. In all seriousness, he did bathe before coming to the house. Her comment the last time he saw her about his wet dog scent and his presence numbing her abnormal headaches stuck with him. He knew Bella's sense of smell wasn't as sensitive but he really didn't want to smell like wet dog to her.
Standing up to stretch, Alice looked at Jacob who was shifting his weight but again. "You can have a seat. Are you hungry?" The mention of food earned a gaze from him. "I can make you a sandwich. Do you like turkey?"
"What? Is your headache gone now?" Jacob asked, taking note of the quick mood swing.
"My head feels numb when you're around, remember?" the black hair girl reminded, slowly strolling toward the kitchen. The numb feeling did, however, make her feel lightheaded. "But I'm pretty sure the pain is lingering somewhere until the numbness leaves."
"Right, I'm all of a sudden a painkiller," huffed Jacob as he fell back on the couch.
"You don't mind, do you?" Alice questioned her voice quiet. She figured if she could blush, she would of just then. It was a bit shameful that she felt dependent on a werewolf, one of which she was not close to.
Jacob caught the change of tone and glanced over his shoulder at Alice. She paused in the doorway of the kitchen, looking at him for a response. Being sentimental with a vampire was not his department. "Guess not." The same words he used when she asked if it was alright that she sit by him. She flashed him a small grateful smile.
Closing his eyes, Jacob did his best to listen to movements in the kitchen, taking note that Alice was indeed light on her feet. Not taking long, Alice returned with a loaded turkey sub and a glass of water.
"Thanks," Jacob voiced as she handed him the plate, while she placed the glass on the coffee table in front of them. He was rather grateful for the food. He was hoping to avoid hunting for at least today, since wild life had been his diet for the past five days.
"You're welcome," Alice said with a small smile. She took a seat next to him. Her topaz eyes watched him for a few seconds before closing.
"You alright?" he asked, after swallowing. After a long moment of silence, he noticed her eyes were closed.
She nodded slightly, "Lightheaded. Numbness does that."
"Hm," Jacob responded, as he ran his hand through his short dark hair. "Can't your . . . hu—boyfriend help with the pain?" He remembered Bella mentioning that Alice and Jasper were together, but he couldn't recall if the two were married. He knew Rosalie and Emmett had weddings as much as possible. Thinking about it, he realized it would make sense that Alice and Jasper would've married at least once in their long life together.
Alice had to laugh at his words. Jasper and Alice were never very public about their relationship. She personally enjoyed publicizing the lives of others. "No, Jasper eases emotions not necessary physical pain."
"Oh," Jacob simply replied, after he swallowed the last bite of his sandwich. Picking up the glass, he drank the entire thing in three gulps. "Thanks again."
"No problem," she replied, as she stood up. "You want more food or water?" He shook his head to decline. His dark eyes followed her as she disappeared into the kitchen with the empty dishes.
Jacob stood up stretching, wondering if Bella was almost done with her shower or not. Falling back against the couch, Alice emerged from the kitchen.
"They're coming downstairs," she announced, making her way across the living room, snatching a pillow as she went.
"Going somewhere?" he questioned, he could already hear voices approaching the top of the staircase.
"Behind the couch," Alice answered, as she walked behind the couch across from him.
"Behind the couch?" Jacob repeated a bit confused by her actions.
Alice tilted her head to side and gave him a small smile, "You aint Vicodin, Jacob." He let out a short laugh as she continued. "You can't knock me out from the pain regardless of my surroundings. It only works best when I don't have to battle against Bella and her baby in the same room. Along with all the other things I need to be looking out for."
Jacob thought for a moment, "So go upstairs or something."
"Painkillers are painkillers. Better something than nothing at all," Alice explained with a slight smile.
"Great I'm Tylenol then," joked Jacob trying to lighten the atmosphere. Things were definitely getting bad if he was beginning to sympathize toward vampires. Yet, he could only image how endless the headaches were becoming for the pixie like teen. He watched as she gave him a warm smile.
They could both hear footsteps slowly descending down the staircase. "At least you're not on the bottom with aspirin. You're up there with Advil, Aleve, and Motrin," Alice voiced, her words earning a grin from Jacob. Slowly feeling a slight pressure return, she mouthed a 'thank you.'
Jacob watched as Alice disappeared behind the couch. The sickly sweet cotton candy smell slowly mixed with all the other scents that now entered the living room. His dark eyes tore away from the couch once a very familiar scent picked up.
"Jacob!" a happy voice filled the room. Jacob glanced back to see Bella descending from the steps, a grin quickly appeared on his face.
Alice leaned against the back of the couch. The pounding returning but with less force and in longer incraments. It no longer throbbed in unison with each second that passed and time no longer felt so agonzing. She was true to her word. Better something than nothing at all even if it's just Tylenol, even if it was Jacob--he was definitely a painkiller.
one shot? or should i aim for another chapter?