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Author/Note 1: For the ones who know my previous stories, you'll understand everything quite rapidly, since Our Dawn 5 is the sequel from Our Dawn 4. For the ones who don't know anything about Our Dawn Series, you can always read Our Dawn 1, 2, 3 and 4 but if you don't want to bother I have a resume on my profile page.

A/Note 2: A huge thank you for everyone who reviewed Our Dawn Series so far.

A/Note 3: I'm not a native English speaker so I'm sorry for my grammar and spelling. Thank you for reading.

Alert: the characters in this story curse a lot. Some chapters are rated M.

Our Dawn

Part V

Book 1 – Summer Rain

Leah Clearwater

1. Date

"Oh…Jacob…stop…please…it tickles…Jacob…"

I was trying to have some rest on my day off but I wasn't having much success. Jacob kept on trying to make me fall into temptation and his tongue on my neck was driving me insane.

"Jacob…why do you smell like a wet dog?"

I opened my eyes and turned around to see Tyson drooling all over me. That was it. The stupid mutt was going to the kennel. I was having such a nice dream about my husband and that mutt had ruined it.

"Harrison! Get your dog out of my bedroom now!" I yelled and Tyson went to hide under the bed. Despite its size, Tyson was a coward.

"Sorry mum…he got inside when Will and I got home from school." Harry apologised making a cute face just like Jacob used to do when he was trying to get on my good side after doing something stupid.

"Do I have to remember the deal we made again?" I narrowed my eyes.

"No. It's okay."

"Well I'm going to do it anyways. I don't want Tyson inside, I don't clean this mutt's mess and I don't want Tyson anywhere near my bedroom, do you got that?"

At first I didn't want animals in the house. I mean we're wolves, we didn't need to turn our house into a zoo. But then one day Charlie found Tyson in the middle of the road and was going to put the puppy in the kennel. Harry and William saw the cute furball and begged us to keep the dog. They managed to convince Jacob to talk to me and I gave in. The problem with Tyson was that he didn't remain a puppy for too long. He was now huge and every time he got inside the house he'd destroy everything.

"Come on Tyson, let's go outside…mum is having another crisis."

"I'm not having a crisis." I said getting up and facing my almost fifteen year old son.

"Yes, you are. You're always like this when dad's not around."

I didn't see Jacob in almost a month so I had the right to feel grumpy but I knew Harry was just trying to change the subject so I wouldn't ground him.

"Get Tyson out of the house and go do your homework."

Harrison pulled Tyson from under my bed and dragged him away.

"Where's Will?" I asked.

"He went to get Isaac and Sarah from school."

I raised my eyebrows. That was weird. William and Harrison never volunteered to pick up their younger siblings before. Something about having to keep their reputation amongst their friends.

"What are you up to?" I inquired following Harry down the stairs after picking up a new shirt to wear. He went to the backyard and released Tyson.

"Well…we were thinking that since dad's coming home tonight and since aunt Rebecca doesn't mind to stay with Isaac and Sarah for the night, you could let us go to the bonfire."

"What bonfire?"

"Julian invited us."

"Who is Julian?"

"He's in our class and all of our friends will be there."

Of course. I should've known. I kept on forgetting the twins were teenagers now. They liked computers, surfing on the internet, playing online games, watching TV, radical sports, girls and parties. Especially parties. That was a phase of my sons' lives I was not comfortable with.

"And so will girls and beers and God knows what more." I mumbled.

"Come on mum, we're nearly fifteen."

"You're still my children and I know what's best for you."

"Well I'm sure that whatever you think it's best for us doesn't include us staying at home hearing you and dad having sex, right?" He replied with a grin.

I was speechless. I admit we were loud sometimes but we never thought they could actually hear us and they had never mentioned it before.

"What? Do you think we're deaf? Or do you think we're not old enough to know what you and dad do when you're alone in your bedroom?

"Who else is going?" I managed to ask trying to hide my embarrassment.

"Christian, Parker, Brendon, Lewis, Ella and a lot of other people. We should definitely go to put an eye on Ella…I mean she's family and there are some guys interested in her."

"You and your brother are really true gentlemen. Do you really want me to believe you want to go to the bonfire to babysit Ella?"

"She's like a sister to us." He smiled innocently.

"You're so full of crap, Harrison. You got that from your father."

"He said I got it from you."

"What did you just say?"

"Nothing."

"You know what…I think you and your brother should really stay home tonight."

"That's so unfair. Please mummy." He begged. "We'll clean up our bedroom every weekend from now on."

"And you'll do the dishes twice a week." I bargained.

"Only if you let us stay out until midnight." He tried.

"Fine…I'll talk to your father when he comes home but no promises." I announced.

"Thanks mum." He hugged me.

I returned upstairs to take a shower since I could still smell Tyson's drool all over me. Three more hours and Jacob would be home. I really missed him. Since he had lost his job at the marina, Jacob had been always between jobs and sometimes he didn't work at all. Last year he had managed to get a permanent job as a truck driver in a wood trucking company. They paid well but he had to stay away from home for a while.

Maybe Harrison was right. I should let them go to that bonfire. It wasn't healthy for the twins to stay home listening to their parents having sex. Because that was exactly what I wanted to do with Jacob tonight and nothing would stop me from getting what I wanted.

Rebecca had agreed to stay with Isaac and Sarah and if the twins went to the bonfire I wouldn't have to ask Billy to invite his teenage grandsons to stay in his house for the night.

After a while William arrived with his brother and sister. Isaac went to the living room to watch the cartoons while Sarah came to meet me.

"Mummy…Miss Phoebe said I should give you this." She came over to the bed and handed me a piece of paper. It was a draw.

"Thank you baby. I love it." I sat up and kissed her forehead.

Sarah was now six and a half years old and she was finally letting her hair grow like mine when I was her age although she shared Jacob's hair colour like all of her siblings.

"I put daddy in the picture too although he's not here."

"He'll be home tonight, don't worry."

"Do you think he'll like the picture I made of us?" She asked.

I looked at the piece of paper she had given me and I frowned.

"What's this, young lady?"

Sarah was by far the smartest kid in the whole world.

Everyone said that her personality was an explosive mixture between the Black's tenacity and the Clearwater's stubbornness. Usually Sarah got what she wanted without effort. She was spoiled to the bone by Jacob and Billy. They called her princess and she loved to get all the attention to herself.

Watching the picture again I saw she had drawn our house with the family outside, holding hands. I could recognise Jacob and I, the twins and Isaac. Then there was Tyson on our left and another puppy on our right side.

"Who's this little guy here?"

"That's Marshmallow…he's my new friend. He needs a family and I'm going to be his mummy."

"Oh no you're not. Tyson is enough."

"But mum…Harry and Will have Tyson and Isaac has Peter, the hamster…why can't I have my own puppy?"

"Because…you're too young."

"I can tie my laces already."

"We don't need another dog honey."

"But he's so small…and he doesn't have a family to love him."

"I don't care, Sarah. You have to find him another family."

"But he loves me."

"Sarah, please…just leave it." I stated. Her eyes were now filled with tears.

I felt horrible because I hated to see my children crying but I couldn't let her win this time. Another dog in the house would mean more work for me to do.

"I bet dad would let me keep Marshmallow." She had started to cry.

"Sarah stop crying."

She started sobbing at first and when she realised I wasn't falling for it, she decided she had to turn up the volume.

"Sarah…stop crying. The neighbours are going to think something's wrong."

"I…want…Marsh…mallow…" She screamed louder.

"Mum! Quil's here to see you!" William yelled from downstairs.

"See that, Sarah? You made Quil come over here to check up on you." I tried to shut her up in vain.

I picked her up and went downstairs to see what Quil wanted. A few more hours and Jacob would be home to help me with everything. I just had to endure this for a few more hours.

"Damn it Jacob…just come home already." I whispered to myself.

"What's wrong with Sarah?" Quil asked when he saw my daughter crying in my arms.

"She thinks she's old enough to take care of a dog."

"I thought she already had a dog." He pointed out.

"Tyson's not mine!"

"She wants a new one."

"And what's the problem?"

"I don't want a new dog. Tyson's enough."

"I see..."

"So, what about you, what do you want Quil?"

"I need a favour actually." He blurted out.

"A favour?" I was a bit surprised. Quil had never asked me for a favour before.

"Will you be my date tonight?"

I gasped and he smiled sweetly.

"A date?"

"Kind of a date." He corrected me. I knew he was up to no good.

"Sarah, go watch TV with your brother." I put my daughter on the floor but Sarah did exactly the opposite, she cried louder. "Sarah, if you don't stop crying and let me talk to Quil I'm going to tell your father and he's going to ground you for weeks."

"I want Marshmallow…I want my puppy…" She sobbed again knowing that Jacob would never ground her like he did with the twins sometimes.

Quil snatched the picture from my hand and then smiled.

"I can help you out with her if you go out with me." He suggested.

I raised an eyebrow.

"Be my guest." I told him.

Quil kneeled down in front of Sarah and cupped her wet face, cleaning up her fake tears.

"So is this Marshmallow?" He asked her pointing out to the picture she had drawn earlier.

She nodded yes and stopped crying. I had forgotten how good Quil was with kids. Having imprinted on a two year old kid gave him an advantage.

"Where is he now?" Quil asked.

"Miss Phoebe is keeping him in school until we find him a home." She explained.

"Okay…well tomorrow you can bring Marshmallow home."

"Quil…" I warned.

"I'll keep him, alright? I'll take him to my house and then you can go there whenever you want to see him. You and I can even build a little house for him. What do you say?"

Sarah was delighted with Quil's idea while I was just amazed. He was going to keep a dog in return of a favour. He had to be pretty desperate to do that.

"I love you Quil." Sarah said and hugged him.

"I love you too baby girl, now go watch the cartoons."

Sarah put her tongue out when she glanced at me and kissed Quil's cheek before going to the living room.

"She's a piece of work." I sighed.

"Well she's definitely yours." He stated amused. "Like mother, like daughter."

"Very funny, Ateara. Now…why the hell do you need me to be your date? Can't you go out with your girlfriend?"

"Lucy and I broke up almost a year ago. I'm not seeing anyone now."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Can't you ask anyone else?"

He nodded negatively.

"Please, Leah…"

"And where are we going?"

"To a night club in Port Angeles."

"Why?"

"Because that's where Claire and Clark are going. It's a couples club only."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"You want to stalk Claire and her boyfriend?"

"Yes." He confessed.

"You're an idiot…" I mumbled shaking my head. I had the feeling this was going to be a very long night.

A/Note 4: I hope you don't feel confused about the start but if you do feel free to ask. Just like my other stories, this one will have drama, romance, adventure, surprises and some tragedies too. The chapters are smaller than my previous ones but that's important to me because I intend to translate this to Portuguese and I hate translating long chapters. I know I could just use an online translator but I don't trust those things enough. Hope you don't get bored with the story.

Take care, Karisan