Chapter 2: When You Wake It'll Be the Same

Jake's eyes fluttered slowly, but quickly shut at the throbbing pain that invade his newly conscious state. He let out a loud groan and rolled his head to the side, but winced from the soreness in his neck.

Suddenly there was an extra pressure on the mattress and a soft voice broke through the ringing in his ears, "Here. These will help with that."

Jake brought his right hand up to his head and slowly opened his eyes. Confusion quickly washed over him, although not enough to drown out the pain. He shut his eyes and opened them again quickly. Yep. He was really there, "What are you doing here?"

Edward offered a small smile, "Well, right now I'm trying to save you from a massive head ache." He looked down and shook his hand lightly.

Jacob followed his gaze and took in the sight of four small white pill resting in Edward's hand, "Oh." Genius response.

Edward chuckled slightly at Jacob's thought but shook his hand once more, 'Take them, they'll help."

Jacob breathed out and hesitantly reached for the tiny tablets. In one swift motion that was more painful than it should have been, he'd swallowed them.

Edward frowned, "You shouldn't move so fast."

Jacob looked up at him and glared icily, "And you should care, because..." Jacob pretended to think, "Oh wait...that's right. You don't."

For a moment Edward looked hurt, but he quickly replaced it with annoyance as Jacob tried to rise up, he put a frozen hand on the boy's bare chest, and held him down, "I said 'no moving'."

Jacob glared at him once more, removing his hand, "Actually, you said no 'fast' movements." He rose up once again only this time he pulled himself back down crying out.

"I told you," Edward said the words so quietly Jacob almost didn't hear them. Almost.

"Shut up."

Edward rolled his eyes, "You're not going anywhere for the day," Edward's eyes worked slowly over the bandaged body before him, down to the sweat pants that covered Jacob's lower half, "Your ribs and your back got pretty messed up in your fight." Edward reached out to brush his hand over the soft material that wrapped around the young wolf's waist, but pulled it back.

Slowly it came back to him. Leech. Chase. Jump. Roll. Kick. Ow. Crashing. Dark. Edward couldn't help but smile at the boy's thought processing, but he quickly covered it up when Jacob shot him a hard look, "I don't like it when you do that," disdain was heavy in his voice.

Edward shrugged, "Maybe you shouldn't think so loud." Another hard look, "Sorry."

Jacob took a deep breath and held it for a moment before sighing, "How'd you know about the...fight?" Jacob struggled over the word, in his mind it hadn't even been a fight. It was an ass whopping. His.

Edward couldn't suppress a chuckle. After another hard look from Jacob he held up a hand, "I just...you shouldn't be so hard on yourself."

Jacob shook his head and looked away, "You wouldn't understand."

Edward eyed him questioningly, "Don't I?" He paused for a moment before speaking again, "While you were asleep, I sat with you and I did that thing you don't like." Yet another hard glare, but he continued, "And it seems even in your sleep you don't stop. You were upset that he'd gotten the best of you. Because it had been so long since you found a...leech...you could sink your teeth into instead of pretending to get along with or argue with or..." He trailed off after a warning glance from Jacob.

Jacob laughed bitterly, "Just because you read my mind," He looked back to Edward who sat still a statue, "Doesn't mean you understand." Jacob clenched his jaw and fought back a feeling that pulled at his chest, "How many times do I have to tell you that?" Edward was still silent and motionless, but guilt reflected through those piercing golden orbs, "You didn't hear that."

"Piercing golden orbs? Nope."

Jacob growled and swung his legs off the side of the bed Edward wasn't currently invading, and ignoring the pain went to stand, only things didn't go as planned. Although his headache was gone and the pain in his chest and ribs was dulling it was still sharp and now a new pain one in his ankle and a clouded, heavy mind cause him to wobble. Jacob tried to steady himself, but could feel his massive body heading south, but before he could collide with the carpet, he was enveloped by the cold, hardness of Edward's arms. And he didn't fight them.

Edward supported the top of Jacob's body carefully before reaching down and under to pull him up, "Why are you so stubborn, Jacob?"

"How else can I have fun?" Was his groggy response.

Edward slowly set Jacob back into the bed, ignoring his comment, "I told you the painkillers would help."

Jacob was already slipping back into a more pleasant kind of darkness, but managed to mutter a quick, "Whatever, leech."

Edward flinched at Jacob's words, but went on ignoring the effect they had, "Just go to sleep. It'll help."

Jacob scoffed softly, already half-asleep, "How? It'll still be the same when I wake up." And with that Jacob let go and slipped back into unconsciousness.

Edward frowned at Jacob's closing words, he looked down at the sleeping teen, his eyes heavy with pain, "That's where you're wrong, Jacob. That's where you're wrong."

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Author's Note: Okay, so how'd I do? Did you guys enjoy it? Tell me, tell me. Review Time. In the next chapter Jacob will find out it was Edward who saved him. I think I want something to happen, but I'm not sure. And if you can't tell there's a little past between Jake and Edward, that Jacob wants to forget and Edward won't acknowledge, more on that later. What I need now is to know if you guys want something to happen. Nothing huge, but maybe a kiss or two...or three...or four? lol. LET ME KNOW.