A/N :: It was so easy to write Leah and Em's story when I could use references I knew ... an amazingggg reviewer pointed out how far Seattle really was from La Push and I feel rather slow lol... but anyways let's just say from now on I'm definitely doing a little more research when I write.
Ch2 :Who Ate All the Muffins?
Leah was laying on something very soft, really soft, and she felt dry. She was quite happy with that until she realized that would mean she was no longer on her rock. She opened her right eye and groaned aloud. Yup, she was definitely in a room, looking just like Jacob's living room, with a soft white pillow under her head. This is just perfect.
"— and Jared just knocked her out all Beta mode like while Paul swooped in and tried to grab her as she fell. It looked like a batman versus superman moment when Paul replayed it for me earlier." That sounded like Quil. So Paul was with Jared? Out of all people to send, Sam sent her those two fuck heads? Leah glared at the back of Quil's head with her one open eye and Quil turned around from the game he was playing on the floor with Embry looking sheepish.
"She's up…" Quil said smiling as Seth came fully into the room. Leah opened the other eye and groggily sat up.
"Why do I feel like I've been hit on the head with a ton of bricks, a piano, and an elephant?" Leah asked touching her forehead.
"Paul kind of dropped you on your head when he was getting you from Jared… you're okay though! Right? I was so worried I was going to have to find a replacement sister or something." Seth said with a huge smile on his face. He looked like he just got invited to a trip to Disneyland for free.
"Wow… thanks for the sentiment little brother." Leah rolled her eyes. That explained why Paul nor Jared was nowhere to be seen. If Leah saw them right now she would be nowhere near as gentle as Paul was with her. She would start with Paul, those legs of his would be the first to go, so he wouldn't be able to run away, all the way to his big ass head, so he could watch the torture until she felt satisfied. Then she would move on to Jared his would be way more slowly and torturous since he knocked her out, lied about being the only asshole there, and gave her to Paul of all people.
Quil looked up at Leah breaking her from her thoughts. "You're pretty heavy." He stuffed a muffin down his throat in one bite.
Leah was opening her mouth for a retort when she remembered how hungry she was. She refused to eat anything of Emily's no matter how good it tasted or smelled. At the moment the smell of her muffins were permeating the whole house and she still wasn't ready to speak to Jake. She had to get out of here. Leah moved her feet that were also on top of a nice pillow onto the floor.
"Well it's been great being babysat but I'm going home, I'm pretty sure my mother is worried." Leah stretched her arms and her back.
"Oh now you care about what your mom thinks?" Sam came into the room with his arms crossed and that serious expression he always wore on his face as of late. Embry and Quil both chuckled quietly before they got a glare from Sam and immediately quieted.
Leah could feel her face starting to heat from embarrassment and immediately replaced it with anger. "I always care what my mother thinks in fact I talked to her before I left." Leah lied fluidly. Sam looked over at Embry and Quil who were casually and quietly trying to sneak out the room but failing. Embry fell over Quil's foot as they reached the door. Leah bit the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing as they scrambled up and ran out the door without a backwards glance.
Sam shook his head, the corners of his mouth twitching so he wouldn't smile. "Lee-Lee…You mind finding out what Jake wants?"
Leah ignored the nickname he always still used , even though he knew it bothered her now.
"You don't know?" Leah was actually shocked. People went to Sam for everything, wolf or not. Leah was surprised Sam didn't Alpha command Jake to tell him. Sam always had to have control of the situation, so Jake must have said something in order to get her alone.
"No, he refuses to tell me and it's not helping him get any better. He asked us to leave as soon as you woke up… so I'm expecting you to talk to him. I'll keep a few guys around nearby to make sure you don't try and run off again because we all know how you like to do that." He said then cocked his head to the side at Seth for him to leave. Asshole.
"I'm so glad you're okay." Seth hugged Leah before he walked out the door, with Sam right behind him. As soon as the front door shut Leah panicked. She really wasn't ready to talk to Jake. She hopped up and paced back and forth in front of the couch. All that did was make Emily's muffins sneak into her nose and caused her stomach to rumble so loudly she was sure Forks high school could hear it. She had forgotten she was hungry.
"I guess I'm going to have to take one for the team." She looked around, before she walked into the kitchen, where the smell was overwhelming. There was a basket with seven muffins inside and a note on top in Emily's perfect writing that said 'these are Jake's'. Leah threw the note somewhere behind her. She picked up the first muffin and before thinking about it stuffed it in her mouth, once it touched her lips she moaned. It was like a chocolate explosion of wonder. She was such a food whore. She would never tell Emily how good her muffins were though. When asked who ate all the muffins Leah would just look uninterested until the boys blamed each other.
That always worked. Just as she was on her sixth muffin there was a loud thump coming from one of the two rooms seperated by the narrow hallway. Leah ran into the narrow hallway until she reached the half open door and pushed it open expecting the worst.
Jake was angry.
Jake was angry and hungry.
Jake was angry, hungry, and in pain.
Jake was angry, hungry, in pain and on the floor.
Jake was angry, hungry, in pain, on the floor, while Leah was laughing at him.
Life just couldn't get any better.
"Oh, that's great laugh at the invalid." He grumbled. This was better than remembering how Bella stood right where Leah was saying that she loved him but he wasn't enough. Everyone had been to visit him except Leah. Being as he had sacrificed his life for her, he thought she would be one of the first group of people at least to apologize. But day after day he saw everyone who knew that he had super healing abilities, except her. It had bothered him when he found out she had ran and still hadn't returned home until he practically begged Sam to have someone check on her. It gave him space from all the guys who just refused to leave his room. That was the excuse he gave Sam, when Sam got suspicious of why he was asking so much and he was sticking to it.
"You are so going to have to tell me how you did this to yourself Black." Leah was still laughing as she helped Jake move from the floor back to his bed, resting his bad leg on the pillow that Sam had fluffed before he had left and making sure his messed up arm wasn't the side he was laying on. His ribs had healed but he still had to keep the bandage on according to Carlisle until the end of the week, just to be safe.
"I had to get you in here somehow." Jake chuckled, because in reality that was the plan. He knew the second that Sam had left she was already plotting her way to leave.
Leah's smile flew off her face real quick and she frowned. "So you're telling me you fell on the floor on purpose to get me to come in here?"
"Yup, mighty good plan if I say so myself." Jake grinned as Leah snorted. "Can you get those muffins Sam has been talking about?" Jake asked.
A flash of panic flew into Leah's eyes before she left the room and returned with a basket that contained one muffin. Emily never just made one muffin, and Jake was pretty sure she told the guys not to have any. Jake raised his eye brow at Leah who shrugged and looked at his dresser.
"Where's Billy?" Leah asked walking around the small room, as Jake stuffed the lonely muffin into his mouth.
"With Charlie… I asked him to get out the house enjoy his young years, it was getting suffocating with him checking on me every minute." Jake was still rather hungry, and it looked as if Leah was guilty. Guilty of what? He wasn't sure, but he intended to find out.
With her pacing like that, his room felt even smaller. So when she got close enough, with his good arm he grabbed her until she fell into bed with him. Leah made a very un-lady like "eep" noise as she fell on to the side of Jake.
"What in the hell?" Leah tried to get up but Jake kept a good grip until she stopped moving. She snuck a glance at him and his eyes were closed with a small smile on his face. He knew that she knew that he wasn't really asleep.
"The pacing back and forth was making me a bit nauseous so how about you just stay here and relax." Jake said quietly, although he was pretty surprised she was letting him touch her. Usually you even glance her way and she would snap your head off and that was with her clothes on. She lay rigidly against him before she finally relaxed and it felt oddly comfortable even with all the heat she was emitting.
Jake still didn't get to ask her why she had tried to commit suicide throwing herself in front of that vampire, but at that moment with her in his arms, he coudn't bring himself to care. He would save that question for another time.
The one important question that bugged him made him ask. "Leah..." he said softly.
"Hmm..." her breathing was very uneven so he knew that she was still awake.
"Who ate all the muffins?"
