(I appreciate everyone's support thus far , and I am glad you all seem to be enjoying the story.

Also I do apologize for taking so long to update, It's just I do work, and my schedule has been insane as of late. Not to worry though! I've gotten it fixed, and so my updates will be much more regular!

And also guys, if the writing is too confusing, please let me know, I have it sort of in a third person but kinda go back and forth between basing who it's following, so while I know exactly what's going on, I don't want you guys to be like "Wait, what? Who is this?" So if it gets confusing, just let me know and I'll try to make it clearer in the future.)

Jessica wasn't used to having strangers follow her home. Sure she'd met him once before, but just that one time. So she still considered him a stranger. However considering that he was a friend of Jacob, and Jacob was a friend of Bella, how bad could he be? Okay, so maybe that's a bad example Jessica thought. She never could trust Bella's judgement. Not after how deep a depression Bella had gone into when Edward left, and certainly not after the time Jessica went to the movies with her and Bella actually got on the back of a motorcycle with a strange and obviously drunk man. Though if this guy knew enough to start her car in a parking lot without any tools, then surely he'd be able to fix the actual problem with her car. Whatever it may have been. So Jessica decided she could at least let him try to help. She would just keep her phone close. And there was just something about him that Jessica trusted. She couldn't really name it, but she'd always had a keen sense of who was trust worthy and who wasn't. Even if no one ever believed her. Though in the end, so far she was proud of the fact that she'd always been proved right.

Jessica pulled her car as far back into her driveway as she could. It was a small drive way, and so it would only fit two cars. But she was sure her father wouldn't care too much that he had to park on the curb once she told him about how she almost got stuck at the grocery store because her car wouldn't start. Jessica climbed out of her car just in time to hear the door of Embry's own truck slam shut. She looked up to see the tall boy coming towards her as she shut her door. "So, do you have any tools anywhere?" Embry asked her, attempting to sound like the only reason he was here was to work, without sounding cold. He just didn't want to frighten her. Or get slapped. Though Embry wondered if he'd be able to avoid being slapped. From what he'd heard, every imprint had slapped her wolf at least once. With the exception of Nessie, but then, Nessie wasn't your typical girl anyway. She was born about a hundred anyway. Personally though, he did enjoy Paul's being slapped more than anyone else. Apparently the way he had tried to tell Rachel that they were imprinted, was by showing up in her living room shirtless and trying to make out with her. That of course hadn't been Paul's idea, as while Paul might have had a bad temper, he wasn't one to try and force himself on girls. No, he'd gotten the idea from Jared who had convinced Paul that it'd "be romantic." It went without saying that neither of them really had much idea when it came to romance. Or at least, not on purpose. Embry didn't hang out much with the imprints much without the other wolves, but occasionally he'd be just around the corner while the women talked in the kitchen of Emily's house. They'd take turns bragging about their imprints. "Oh just the other night Jared brought me home a big bouquet of wild flowers!" Kim would say, always excited whenever Jared did anything for her at all. That would make Rachel ready to inform the other women of how Paul unexpectedly did the dishes or even the laundry. Stuff Paul usually not so subtly referred to as "women's work." Which is probably why Rachel found it so sweet of him. No matter his opinion on housework, he did a lot of it, just to make her life easier. Embry had even heard Claire of all people brag about how Quil did her hair and made her lunch. But the thing was, is that they never really planned to do any of that stuff. Sometimes he'd hear about how his friends were going to do some big romantic gesture, but that stuff they just did without any thought. He didn't even think Paul or Jared realized they were being sweet when they did it, because to them, it was common sense. Rachel liked a clean house, Kim liked wild flowers. Easy.

"Oh well…I …actually don't know." Jessica admitted. She should have thought of that sooner. "My dad might, but I don't actually know…and even if he does, I have no clue where they are…I guess I should of said something before I had you drive all the way over here." Jessica said with a frown, well now she'd made him waste a trip. Embry was quick to shake his head. "OH no! It's no problem, I can just drive home and get mine." Embry replied. He wanted to fix this situation as soon as he could, knowing that Jessica's frown had to mean she felt bad considering the last part of her sentence.

"Well I mean, before we do that…maybe if my dad does have some you can use them, but since we have to wait, why don't you come inside and warm up? It's pretty cold out here. And I can make cocoa! Or coffee, do you drink coffee? Though you can't really put marshmallows in coffee…I mean I guess you could…but, like, I don't." Jessica rambled on for a bit, even laughing a little at herself by the end before looking up to Embry, waiting for her answer. While Jessica might have been cold though, looking at Embry, he didn't seem to be affected by the weather at all. She had her hands shoved deep in her pockets, while he just had his carelessly draped at his sides. If anything he seemed at peace with everything, from the cold temperature, to her needless rambling, to the fact he was standing in her driveway totally prepared to fix her car. "I think cocoa sounds really good." Embry replied shortly, giving Jessica a small but warm smile. Jessica grinned and nodded her head twice. "Okay, um, cool, this way then." Jessica said before turning on her heel and briskly walking to the front door of her home. She shoved her key into the lock, turned it and jiggled the knob before pushing the door open. "It always gets jammed." Jessica explained sheepishly as if to justify why she'd had to mess with the knob before actually getting it opened.

"I can fix that too." Embry stated, in more of a matter of fact manner than as an actual question if she wanted him to or not. As if it was just natural that he should fix it for her. That maybe due to the fact that to Embry, it was. Jessica glanced back at Embry from the corner of her eye. "But you're already fixing my car, I shouldn't ask you to fix that too. Plus I'm sure I can do a door knob myself, that I can just Youtube." Jessica replied with a grin. Everything was on Youtube. "Thanks for the offer though." Jessica said as she lead Embry into her kitchen. Jessica grabbed the kettle that her mother always kept on the stove and filled it with water. She glanced up at Embry before she turned back to the stove and set the kettle on the left back burner then switched the temperature on. Embry seemed fixated on looking all around the room. In a way it made Jessica feel a bit self conscious. Was he looking for a mess? Or something to make fun of her about? She didn't think so. He didn't seem to be the type. Certainly not with his constant attempts to try and help her. Luckily, Jessica's family were all very neat and organized. It was seldom that anything was actually left out of place. "Do you wanna take your coat off? It's pretty warm in here." Jessica commented as she shed her own coat off and placed it on the back of a chair. She then pulled at the arms of her sweater a bit, pulling them back down into place after they'd gotten bunched up in her coat.

Embry followed suit, though he didn't have any sleeves to pull down. He wore a t-shirt. Jessica tried not to stare at his arms. They weren't absurdly large, but he obviously had muscles under that shirt. Even without her staring though, she found herself grinning slightly at the thought of what might have been beneath his shirt. "You um, are wearing a T-shirt? Even though it's so cold?" She asked, making Embry want to laugh at how happy she sounded about that. "I'm not really that cold. Actually…I'm kinda hot." Embry replied, putting emphasis on the word hot as he attempted a rather lame joke. Luckily for him, even though he regretted how stupid it sounded right after he'd said it, Jessica still began to laugh. He couldn't really tell whether or not she was laughing at him, or with him, but that didn't really matter. Not to Embry anyway, he was just glad she was laughing. At something he'd said. "Are you in school or anything?" Embry asked, deciding it was about time he actually started learning a few things about her.

"Well, sorta. I haven't really started yet, but in two weeks I'm going to California…for college. I'm kind of super excited about it." Jessica said with a huge grin. Embry, on the other hand, could feel his insides deflate. Two weeks. That's all he had with her. Or at least, that's all he had to try to make her fall in love with him. Unfortunately, Jessica wasn't like some other girls. While she might be easy to read, and seemed perfectly willing to accept when an attractive guy was around, earning her trust, and even getting her to fall in love would be a lot more difficult. Embry forced a smile anyway. "That's great news. What are you majoring in?" Embry asked now.

"English…I'm going for a teaching degree. It seemed like a stable idea." Jessica replied with a shrug. "What about you? Are you still in school?" Jessica asked. "Oh please! Sit down." She insisted, even pulling out a chair for Embry before plopping down into a chair by the dining room table herself. Embry nodded gratefully and took the seat she'd pulled out from her. It was on the side of the table that was across from her. Which worked just as well, this always made for a better talking position. "Um, yeah, I'm a Senior…you know…in highschool…" Embry admitted. Though he didn't want too. He would have liked for Jessica to think he was older than he was, but he figured when she actually found out how old he was, she'd be pretty upset upon realizing he was several years younger than her and didn't bother to say anything. Jessica raised her eyebrows. She supposed that wasn't too bad. She didn't have an abundant amount of time to think on it before the kettle on the stove began to whistle. Jessica stood up and walked around the kitchen counter to get to the cabinets, she opened one up and pulled out two mugs, then went to the refrigerator and attempted to get the cocoa mix off of the top of it. The problem was, it was pushed just slightly too far back on the fridge than she could reach. Her fingers could touch it, but she couldn't quite grasp it. That is, until long, tan fingers found themselves glazing past her own with ease and grasping the box. Jessica pulled her hand back and spun to face Embry, who was now standing directly in front of her, the only thing separating them was the cocoa mix that Embry held between them in one hand as he stared down at her. His warm brown eyes finding hers. "You looked like you needed a little help." He said in a nice soft yet deep voice that made her breath catch in her throat. She hadn't even heard him get out of his chair, but somehow he'd managed to get up and stand this close to her without her noticing. So close she could feel the warmth radiating off of him. Almost like a heater set to low.

It wasn't until the sound of the front door opening and shutting itself that Jessica was able to get ahold of herself enough to at least tear her eyes away from Embry's. And not until she heard the distinct voice of her father calling down the hallway that she even remembered she'd not turned off the stove yet.

"Jess! You around? There's some strange car in the drive way!" Her father called, padding down the hall and into the kitchen, stopping short when he spotted Embry and raised his eyebrows in surprise. Jessica's father wasn't short, but he wasn't tall either. He was an aging man with short cut, dark but slowly graying hair, and hints of wrinkles around his face. "OH. And, whose you're friend that I've never before seen in my life? And why is he standing in my kitchen without warning?" He asked skeptically. It wasn't that he didn't trust Jessica, he was certain he'd raised her to at least have good judgement. However that didn't change the fact that Embry was a stranger to Jessica's father, and also one who looked like he could crush a small truck if he really wanted too with his bare hands. Not that it was such a big surprise of all things. He looked like he was from some reservation at least. And for him to turn up at his house, it had to be one close by. So really the Quileute reservation. And it was no secret that as of late, the boys from that reservation were turning into beasts of boys. From what he'd heard, they were all well behaved. Or at least, there was no news of them spray painting buildings and getting into any of those nasty gang wars. But Mr. Stanley still suspected steroids had to have something to do with it. And so naturally he had to be wary of Embry.

"I'm Embry Call…I live on the reservation." Embry introduced himself, even holding out a hand for Jessica's father to shake. And he did. Slowly as he continued to eye Embry. Jessica was now in the process of getting out a third cup, already knowing that if cocoa was involved, her father was never one to refuse a cup. "Well, dad, okay, so like, funny story." Jessica said, already smiling. Though that didn't necessarily mean it would be funny to anyone aside from herself. "Okay, so like, you know how I went to the beach the other day with Lauren? Well She decided to leave kind of early, but I wanted to stay and see a few sites around the reservation that I had never really gotten around too. So I did. And then I just like, wandered into his mother's store. But she wasn't there. It was Embry and some…oh no, Jacob's his name, that's right. Almost forgot for a minute. Anyway, so I went to the store, and something broke, and that's how I met Embry here, and then I left. And then this morning when I went to the store, once I came out I couldn't get my car to start. And then out of nowhere comes Embry! I know, it's just like, so crazy, am I right?" Jessica said then began laughing a little and even lightly nudging Embry on the arm with her elbow before continuing on in her store. "So then Embry manages to get it to at least make it back here, but he says it still needs work. So he's offered to fix it! For free! Do you have any tools?" Jessica rambled on for a little longer before she actually even remembered she needed to ask her father that at all.

Mr. Stanley took a moment to stand there and try to pick through what Jessica had told him. He loved his daughter, he truly did. But even he had to admit that her story telling skills…much like her mother's….were not the best. Nor the most reliable. And he was almost certain that when she mentioned that something broke, she had to have been the one who broke it. "Out in the shed. Blue toolbox. I don't have many, but help yourself. Call me when that's done." He said finally, nodding his head to the kettle before leaving the kitchen in favor of the living room. It was only one room over, but he didn't want to impose on Jessica and her new "friend", though he sure as hell didn't plan on leaving the house, or even going into his study or bedroom while some strange boy was around.

Jessica turned back to face Embry, a grin on her face. "So, we'll get this cocoa into some thermoses, and get to work? Or we can drink it now. I can make more for later. Yeah let's just drink this batch now. That way we can just have more. Unless you don't want too. But I'd like to talk a bit more…okay and I'm avoiding going out into the cold." Jessica said all at once, just as she always did. Embry laughed and shook his head. "You don't have to come out. I don't mind working on the car by myself." Embry suggested. While he might have wanted to spend as much time with Jessica as he possibly could, if she wanted to stay inside in the warmth, he fully supported that. Whatever she wanted, he wanted for her.

"Oh no! Don't be silly! Of course I'm going to help you. It should be fun, I've never worked on a car before. Maybe I'll learn a thing or two! And you can show me how to change a tire. I might need that at least, for the drive down to California, you know?" Jessica insisted. And she also didn't plan on letting Embry suffer alone out in the cold doing something for her, no matter how much he pretended like the cold didn't bother him. After she'd finished mixing the cocoa mix in both of their cups, she handed Embry one, and kept the other to herself, holding it high up. "Cheers!" She exclaimed using her best false British accent, which wasn't actually that good. After she heard the satisfying clank of their mugs she pulled hers back down and began to drink.

Turned out, this was not the best idea she'd ever had. It was much hotter than she'd expected, and so she ended up burning her tongue. She put the mug down quickly and wrinkled her nose. "Ow! That's hot!" She exclaimed now, trying to avoid Embry's eyes in slight embarrassment. Though still she couldn't help but to look at him. And as she looked at him, she spotted his head tilted down to his own cup. He looked at the cup, then at Jessica, then at the cup, then at Jessica. Then without warning he threw his head back and took a big gulp of the hot liquid. He squeezed his eyes shut then opened one to peak at her before opening the other. She stared at him as if he were completely insane. Why would he just voluntarily do such a thing?! "Yup, that's hot. Had to make sure you were right. And I second your statement." Embry said very seriously. He stared at Jessica now, and there was silence between them for a brief moment before they both let out loud laughter.

(Song for this Chapter:

Kitchen Door – Wolf Larsen

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