Hey, guys… I'm finally adding to this!! So here's the second installment of Anthem of the Angels.

A bit of background, just to clear up all possible confusion about their relationship: Jake and Seth started a relationship a short time before the attack. The rest of their pack knows (I mean, how could they not? Mind reading… lol.), and they're not quite happy with it, but they're not about to tear them apart. Quil and Embry are supportive because Jake is their best friend. Leah is supportive for her brother, and gets along slightly better with Jake but can still be a bitch to him. Anyway, back to their relationship, they have NOT had smexy time yet. They have been a little intimate, such as holding and kissing… Little make-out sessions and such, but no touchy-feely with the downstairs department. BUT! They did talk about it a few times, much to Seth's embarrassment… And to Jake's enjoyment.

Alright, so no one HAD to read that to understand the story, but I think it clears up a few things… It's kind of guess-able information, so feel free to just skip it if you haven't already, and if you just read it, thank you(…?) for reading the drabble!

Without further adieu, I present to you…

Anthem of the Angels, chapter 2:

Questions and Answers

Sitting in that hall while he screamed was the most painful thing, I've ever had to do.

But at least Jacob would make it.

It was a miracle, in and of itself, that he made it out of that forest. His sheer willpower kept him alive through all of that. The doctor had done what he could on site, but the rest needed to be done at a proper facility. And so began the march.

It took us 2 more days of walking and carrying to get him back to civilization, and another day to drive him back to the rez, where Dr. Fang had all his medical supplies. I held his hand the whole car ride home, whispering in his ear.

"You can't leave me."

"I love you, Jake."

"Think of what we can do when you recover."

"I just want you to be able to hold me."

Those were what I said most.

I stood up and walked to the window, watching the operation. I had to know that it was working. He looked like he was in an intense amount of pain. I would imagine.

They, Dr. Fang and the recent arrival Dr. Cullen, were re-breaking 3 of his ribs, as well as an arm, where they had started to heal crooked. Sam was keeping him from phasing in the middle of the operation. He had cuts and gashes that were starting to scar all over his once smooth-skinned torso. It was saddening to see, but it also made him look extremely tough. That he'd survived an encounter that'd left him with scars, and especially as a werewolf, since we don't scar easy…

I was brought out of my mind when someone left the room. Jake's unpleasant moaning and groaning had silenced. They must have finished with the re-fracturing of the bones. Dr. Cullen was working quickly yet carefully on the cuts. Every now and then, Jake's face would twist slightly in pain. Dr. Fang began bandaging as soon as Dr. Cullen was done with the first stitching, and the process repeated until they finished on him. As soon as they finished, the doctors left, as well as the assistants. I ran to Dr. Cullen.

"Carlisle, please, PLEASE say he's ok…" I pleaded with him, every bit of my being straining to hear a yes.

"He'll be fine. He's just got a lot of healing to do." Despite his confident words, Carlisle's golden eyes were doubtful and worried.

"… Don't lie to me. I have to know."

Carlisle hesitated. "Well… Alright, Seth. You deserve the truth. Sometime during the fight, one of the attackers managed to break about 4 of his vertebrae. He's paralyzed from the waist down."

My world crashed.

And Carlisle just kept talking. "Of course, with today's medical advancements, he could walk again. There is hope. Don't be too down, Seth."

With Carlisle's words, a new star of shone in the darkest night's sky.

"Thanks, Carlisle. For being truthful." I smiled at him, through the forming tears. He smiled sadly back at me, then excused himself to clean up after the operation.

I went back to the window and gazed at Jacob. He glanced over at me, and I placed my hand on the glass by my head. His expression was grim. His eyes were pained and saddened. I felt a tear slip down my cheek.

Jacob couldn't walk anymore. He couldn't feel anything from the waist down.

What did this mean for Jake? And…

What would this mean for us?

*-1 week later-*

I pushed Jake's wheelchair out of the hospital doors. He was chattering non-stop about being excited to see everyone outside of those gloomy walls. I smiled at him, and helped him into my mom's car, which I'd borrowed to take Jake home in. I drove him back to his house in relative silence, letting the radio make the noise for us.

I got out of the car and went to Jake's side, getting the chair from the backseat and unfolding it for him. I helped him transfer out of the car. He wheeled himself into his house. I followed, simply for the want of seeing him. His father greeted him, and it almost broke my heart to see him at the same level as his dad. They wheeled themselves closer, side by side so Jake could hug his father. I looked down, feeling thoroughly left out.

"Hey, Seth, wanna go to my room? I gotta catch up with school, man. Be my study partner." He grinned at me, and I looked up at him again, smiling and nodding. We headed to his room, and he closed the door behind me. I sat on his bed, sighing softly.

"So, what do you wanna do first?" I looked up, seeing the warm brown eyes I loved so much. They were rather mischievous. I felt my eyes widen, and I shook my head. He spoke anyway.

"You." I groaned softly at the bad pun.

"Perv… You just got out of the hospital, and you're…" I swallowed, unable to say it. "It's not like we could, anyway." He cocked his head in a very dog like manner, and I laughed softly.

"Why couldn't we?" He moved to get himself on the bed, and I stood up to help him. When he was sitting on the bed, I pushed his chair a bit away and sat next to him. His hand immediately began stroking my back. I sighed softly, leaning into his touch.

"Well, you can't…" I sighed, once again finding myself incapable of saying that he can't move anymore.

"What, I can't fuck you into oblivion?" I turned to stare at him, shock in my eyes.

"… Didn't I just get done calling you a perv?" He smirked and nodded. "Well… Uhm… Yeah, that, but also, you need to finish recovering. In case you don't remember, you have three still-healing ribs and one still-broken arm. How would that work, dumbass?" I smirked a bit, and he pouted.

"Fine, be that way. Cockblock." He stuck his tongue out at me and laid down on the bed, tugging his legs up to lay there as well. He slid his free arm underneath his head, closed his eyes, and took a slow deep breath. I smiled, then crawled over him on all fours. His eyes opened, then he smirked. I leaned in and kissed his lips softly, sucking on the bottom lip once. The soft, drawn out moan he emitted was so worth it. I pulled back a bit.

"I'm not a cockblock… I just have no clue what I'm doing. And neither do you, admit it."

"Yeah, but only cuz you're a guy. You're my first, baby." I blushed, then smiled.

"Stop being adorable and make me wanna jump you." He laughed, then sat up a bit so our lips could connect again. I sighed softly, feeling his tongue trace my lips, and I opened my mouth a bit to let him in. Our tongues danced for a moment, before I pulled back.

"When can we, Seth?" His words seemed slightly more urgent this time around, and I blushed a bit more. I shook my head.

"You think I know when you'll be fully recovered? If I did, I would tell you. But we can't until that time comes." Jake pouted.

"You won't even blow me?" I stared.

"Once again, PERV!! I am NOT going to… do that!" Blow. That word was just… disgusting. I shuddered a bit. Jake laid back down, then reached up to ruffle my hair. I moved off of him, laying beside him instead. I rested my head on his shoulder, and reached out to take his hand in mine. I smiled.

"So that's still a no?" I hit his arm halfheartedly, and he murmured a soft "ow". I laughed, then sighed softly.

"Maybe someday I will, Jake. Maybe." Jake laughed.

"Good enough for me."

Well, I guess that's good enough… for now. I'm gonna start working on another part now, because I feel like I'm just leaving this hanging, and I don't want to!! XD

For now, goodbye, my pretties… R&R? I shall love thee and it shall get my third chapter up here sooner!!! :P

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~Hana-chan