Authors Note: Every time I look up my stories I am extremely surprise by all the reviews I get which I don't understand why. I don't think I am that great of a writer because of all of my grammatical errors but that's why publishers and editors were invented, right? But anyways thank you so much for reading my stories and I do accept anonymous reviews so don't be shy .

Help: I know that Cole says 'Da' when he answers the phone and I think he's Canadian but if you know any other phrases Canadian people say can you write it in a review because I would like to keep his Canadian culture.

Disclaimer: The rights of 'The Wolves of Mercy Falls' belongs to Maggie Stiefvater and Scholastic.

Cole's POV:

Isabel was still asleep when I woke up, and still cuddled into me. I got up slowly trying not to wake her up. I was looking for my shirt and cursing under my breath when I finally realized I hadn't wore one in here. The door creaked when I opened it causing me to turn back quickly to the sleeping Isabel. I slid out the door and quietly shut it behind me. Picking up my shirt off the floor in front of the couch, I hear a faint giggle coming from the kitchen. Turning to the direction of the sound I see Grace through the baker's window smiling at me and making coffee at the same time.

"What's got you smitten?" I asked her.

"Nothing." She giggled, "I was just thinking about not being the only one being in favor of sleepovers." She poured herself a cup of coffee from Isabel's purple coffee pot and moved over to the red cushioned chair opposite to the couch.

"Whatever." I said blowing it off. I plopped myself on to the bed I didn't sleep on last night and turned the TV on to the news. The female meteorologist was telling us how to protect yourself from the sun. 'You should wear sunscreen if you go to the beach. "No shit." I told the TV. Grace was slurping from her coffee cup without a response. The second bedroom door opened also squeaking and produced Sam rubbing the sleep away from his eyes. He shuffled into the kitchen and poured himself some coffee.

"Good morning beautiful." He said to Grace walking over and kissing her forehead.

"Mornin' ugly." I responded before she could. Sam and Grace gave me a scornful look.

"Good Morning Cole," He responded he glanced over the made pull-out couch I was sitting on. "Was the couch comfy or did you sleep in someone else's bed last night?" He teased.

"Whatever, I'm going to make breakfast." Grace smiled at me and stood up from the couch.

"I'll help you." She said bringing her empty coffee cup with her.

She helped me make pancakes, eggs and sausage, only losing one pancake in the process. I started to go eat when Grace shoved another plate into my free hand and gave me a look.

"What?" I asked her but she just nodded towards Isabel's bedroom door and began making a plate for same. "Oh. Right." I moved past her and to Isabel's door. I contemplated whether I should knock but I decided against it. When I walked into the room, she was still asleep so I set the plates down on her dresser and walked over to her side of the bed. "Iz?" I said trying to wake her. I leaned down and kissed her forehead softly stirring her awake.

"Cole?" she said quietly. She opened her eyes and looked at me. "Hi." She said.

"Hey." I said avoiding her eyes.

"What's that smell?" She asked me.

"Sorry." I said with a chuckle.

"Cole!" She began to laugh with me.

"Alright, alright. Grace and I made breakfast. Do you want some?" She smiled at me.

"Yes. I would." She replied. I got up and handed her the plate and her fork. "Thank you."

"Did you sleep well last night?" I asked her.

"The best sleep I have had in awhile." She said eating a piece of egg. "What about you?"

"Yeah, I didn't shift at all last night." She scoffed at my remark.

"Whatever," She paused thinking about something but by the time I started to ask she had beat me to it. "How often do you keep the car on you?" She asked, looking at me expectantly.

"All the time." I said not looking at her. I could see her smile at my response out of the corner of my eye. I began to smile too noticing the slight shade of pink she began to wear. "Oh by the way, Grace saw me walk out of your room in my boxers so she might ask questions later."

"That's fine. She's not as nosy as you think." She responded in defense. Isabel kissed my cheek and then moved to my lips softly until we heard someone in clear their throat causing her to jump back.

Sam was grinning in the doorway. "We're going to the beach today, wanna come?" He asked us.

"Sure." Isabel responded and then they both looked at me.

"Yeah. Okay." I said taking Isabel's empty plate. "But if I get mobbed with fans it's your fault." Isabel rolled her eyes.

"You are not even that famous." She said playfully and got up to get dressed. She turned to Sam and I in the door way. "Excuse me." She said only causing Sam to leave. She looked at me annoyed. "Cole?"

"Da?"

"Go away." She said nodding towards the door. I sighed.

"Fine."

So I hope to continue this story. Tell me what you think by reviewing please. Thank you. love