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Chapter 4
The gray light of morning peeked through the single window of Jacob's room. Edward still had the werewolf's hand in his hands. How could this have happened? Was what Rosalie said true? Was he not cut out for love? A deep pain sank into his chest. Why would he be capable of love if everyone he loved was only going to get taken away from him? Edward whispered a few inaudible words. A small prayer for the boy in the bed.
Billy rolled his wheelchair down the silent hallways. He knocked lightly on his son's bedroom door. "Hello son," He said softly to Edward. "How is he doing?" He questioned as he rolled over and put a hand on Edward's shoulder. He could see how much his own child meant to the vampire. He could see that Jacob would be safe with him. He didn't want Jacob to loose any more than he already had. He was willing to put his prejudice aside for his son's happiness.
Edward turned his face towards Billy. "He hasn't...wakened up yet," he replied, broken-heartedly. Edward was a little surprised that Billy would want to even talk to him. He still clutched onto Jacob's hand, desperate for any sign of recovery. "I should have...I should have been there. I should have been able to stop it." The vampire felt completely useless. If his strength couldn't protect the one he loved, then it WAS useless.
Billy let out a soft sigh, "Ol' Quill has returned… The decision has been made…" Billy said offering no more information. He put a heavy hand on Jacob's leg and stared up at the boy's face before wheeling himself from the room. He turned around and spoke once more, "The few members from the council will be over shortly…with the verdict," and he shut the door.
The verdict? Edward wondered how they could worry about that at a time like this. He knew that it was an important factor in his and Jacob's relationship, but he would settle for Jacob being alive over the council's decision at the moment. He pressed his pale lips to Jacob's hand, hoping for the warmth to return to him.
Billy escorted the group of council members down the hall speaking to them as they walked. "So who was it that treated dear Jacob? You didn't honestly take him to the hospital did you?" Sue Clearwater asked.
"No," He said shortly. "Dr. Cullen treated him personally." He said pushing the door open. "Edward has been in there with him since he arrived home. Brought him from the accident…" He said as everyone stared inside.
Seth came from beside his mom and pulled the door shut. "YOU CAN'T HONESTLY SAY YOU WOULD SEPARATE THEM AFTER ALL THIS JUST BECAUSE OF SOME STUPID TREATY A WHOLE BUNCH OF OLD DEAD PEOPLE WROTE UP!" He whispered harshly. Everyone stared at the young boy with passion burning in his eyes. He cared for both the boy's behind that door. He would fight for them as hard as he could.
Edward looked over his shoulder, as the door was opened and slammed. It wasn't until then that he was slightly worried about the outcome of their meeting. He squeezed Jacob's hand tightly. Could they really pull them apart now, after all they've been through? Edward lifted one of his hands and brushed Jacob's cheek lightly. He concentrated on Jacob's steady, rhythmic breathing to take his mind off the councilmen outside the door.
"Seth! Watch your mouth!" Leah said from behind their mother.
"No Leah I won't!" Seth replied. "Just because their relationship is different you have to be mean and put your noses in something that doesn't have anything to do with you! They are happy!" By this time Seth was crying.
"It must be done. The vampires aren't welcome here for a reason. They are a danger to us." An old man from the back of the group spoke.
"Dangerous!? Did he look dangerous to you? In there holding the hand of the person he loves as he is DYING!" Seth was now crying out of anger. How could anyone be so heartless.
"He is right," Sue finally spoke up. "The Cullen's are different. He…." She swallowed her beliefs that were driven hard into her as a child. "He loves Jacob…"
Edward felt like he was being crushed. The pressure of all the negative thoughts was wearing on him. So many of them were against them staying together. "Jacob," he whispered. "Please wake up soon." Edward tried his hardest to keep his hopes high, but it was difficult. What kind of cruel god would take away everything precious to him?
Billy was smiling though no one could see. He had said what he had on purpose. He pushed the door open again and Old Quill stepped inside. "The treaty will be amended by tomorrow. The Cullen's…" He seemed reluctant to speak. "The Cullen's will there by be allowed onto the reservation. But only that will be changed. Nothing else. No hunting or the likes, same as always." He finished. Seth smiled. He had done it.
Jacob's breaths fell shallow.
His chest slowed its rising until it stopped.
His hands went limp.
Everyone stopped moving.
The stillness was stale in the air. Slowly, fingers laced with Edward's with hardly any strength. Slowly, Jacob's eyes slid open. His breathing became regular and his chest moved once again in a steady rhythm.
Edward tensed immediately. He tightened his grip on Jacob's hand. "Jacob?" he called to the teen softly. He could feel the warmth slowly creep back to Jacob's hand. The joy he felt at Jacob's revival couldn't be put into words.
Billy smiled and ushered the councilmen from the room. Seth couldn't help but feel good about himself. Jacob turned his head to look at Edward with a soft smile, "Sorry, can't get rid of me that easily," He said with a light chuckle which he quickly realized was still a bad idea. He hissed and put a heavy hand over the hidden hole in his chest. "What did they have to say?" He asked motioning towards the now closed door.
Edward gave a small smile, and stroked the side of Jacob's face gently. "They said they were going to abolish the treaty," Edward spoke softly. "We're allowed to come onto the Reservation now. We just can't hunt here." He leaned forward and planted a kiss on Jacob's forehead. "How are you feeling?" he asked. Edward knew that he wasn't feeling 'well', but he was still worried about his condition.
"I am as good as someone with a gaping hole in their chest would be," he said jokingly. "Damn cyclist should get the hell out of town before I get out of this god forsaken bed," He said with a smile. There was that sailor's mouth. "Come here," He said tugging on Edward's hand trying to pull him into the bed. Jacob lifted the blanket so that Edward could lay against him.
Edward helped Jacob to scoot over a bit, and slid under the covers with him on the small bed. "Kinda cramped in here, don't you think?" Edward commented. He wrapped his arm around Jacob's waist, careful not to hit his wound. "If you need me to call Carlisle later, to check on you, just tell me, by the way," Edward added.
"No," Jacob said softly burying his face in Edward's hair. "It's a perfect fit." He held the vampire to him and nodded at his statement. "I think I will be just fine right here." He sniffed and his nose curled. He smelled his own blood on the vampire's scent. He looked down at Edward's arms and cringed, "You should change… There are some clothes in the dresser over there…"
Edward looked down at the dried blood on his shirt. "Oh," he muttered. The vampire got up slowly and took off the ruined shirt and hung it over the back of his chair. He went over to the dresser and pulled open the top drawer and pulled out an old looking long sleeved shirt. Edward pulled it over his head, and pushed his arms through it. Looking down at it, he said, "Er...I don't think it fits."
Jacob laughed a heartfelt laugh for the first time since the accident. It hurt, but it was worth it. "Sorry Edward, it's the smallest I have," He said with his usual goofy grin. "You are just too scrawny," He laughed.
Edward laughed, along with Jacob. He tried to roll the sleeves up a little, but they would stay put. "Screw it!" he said, frustrated with the fabric death-trap. He climbed back into the bed and draped his arm back around Jacob's waist, as it had been earlier. He nuzzled Jacob's cheek softly, glad for the warmth that returned to him.
Jacob pulled Edward to him. He knew how close he was to loosing everything. A light knock came on the door. "Come in," Jacob said not willing to let Edward go. Whoever it was would just have to deal with the view when they came in or else they could choose to leave. Either way, Jacob was not letting go. The door slowly slid open and Carlisle walked in. "Billy called and said you had wakened."
Edward looked up to see Carlisle walk into the room, and attempted to get up. He found that Jacob's grip on him was a lot stronger than he had thought. "Carlisle," he nodded to his father. Carlisle nodded back. "So," he said. "How are we feeling today?" Carlisle had his 'doctor' tone going, simply out of habit. He fished out his stethoscope and leaned over to listen to Jacob's heart beat and breathing.
Jacob did as he was told all the while holding tight onto Edward. "I feel just peachy," He said with a chuckle to Carlisle. Carlisle smiled. He could tell that Jacob was feeling better.
"Glad your back to joking. So how is it that I got onto the reservation without so much as a sideways glance from the werewolves?" He asked as he packed his things.
"The council decided to abolish the treaty, as long as we refrained from hunting on the reservation," Edward explained. It was an unbelievably happy day for him. Carlisle smiled at the two boys snuggled in the small bed. "Well, I'm glad they chose to see things clearly," he said. "If you need anything, just call." With that, Carlisle waved goodbye to the two and went to tell Billy of Jacob's condition.
"I feel like I have been dosed with morphine," He said as he turned his attention to the window. A stream of light came through the glass panes and hit the both of them and bounced off of Edward's cheek. His looks still caught Jacob off guard. "Humor me," He said as he pulled his shirt off of the thin vampire and stared at the sparkling skin. He traced a russet colored finger over the diamond skin.
A shiver traveled down Edward's spine as Jacob's finger traced his sparkling skin. "Why is everyone so fascinated with my skin?" he laughed. Jacob's finger touched an extremely sensitive spot, and Edward jumped. He had never noticed how ticklish he was before.
Jacob got a devious look in his eyes and he made a mental note of that spot for the moment. "Because it's mine. I have the right to be fascinated," He said as he traced circles over the spot he had touched moments before which caused the vampire to jump.
Edward twinged away, laughing. "S-stop!" he managed to say. He wasn't used to anything like this. Even though the touches were so light, it felt like they were sinking into his skin, sending little shocks of excitement through his nerves.
Jacob sat up slowly and kissed the spot with a wink. "Gotta pee," He said easing out of the bed. He had to be careful because he was still in pain and a bit loopy from the medication.
Edward shivered as Jacob's lips came into contact with the spot, and he sat up. "You need some help getting there?" he grabbed onto Jake's arm to steady him, and helped him to stand. One wrong move, and the stitches in his abdomen would bust.
Jacob raised an eyebrow but smiled nonetheless, he knew Edward was worried about him. "I think I can handle it. It's just across the hallway. Besides, I don't think my dad is prepared to see you leaving my room half naked," He said with a chuckle before he made his way to the bathroom with only a bit of trouble but nothing major.
Edward sat down on the bed, cringing when Jacob stumbled and braced himself on the door frame. He knew he was being a little over protective, but he couldn't help it. The vampire would simply have to sit and wait like a good boy. After a few moments, however, Edward found patience to be a hard thing to hang on to.
Jacob stumbled back into the bedroom, still loopy from the medicine, and still trying to figure out how the damn button on his pants kept running away from the hole it needed to be in to fasten his pants. "Fuck it," He said, not caring about the button anymore and went and sat next to Edward. "That…should never be that difficult…" He laughed.
::edited:: Edward laughed a little at Jacob's struggle, and reached over to help him. "Here, let me," he said. He fastened the buttons without any trouble. He smiled up at Jacob in a teasing fashion.
Jacob had to bite his lip from all the thoughts that were going through his mind as Edward's able fingers agilely reached over into his lap and fastened the pants. Before either had time to react, the door was pushed open and Billy rolled in, "Charlie is here to-" And was cut off at the site before him. Jacob's eyes grew wide. He knew his dad was going to misinterpret that.
Edward's hands automatically flew away from their position at Jacob's pants, and he sat up, straight as a board. He was incredibly embarrassed by the whole situation. "Uhm..." he said. "He couldn't get his pants...buttoned. Because of the medicine." His reason sounded lame, and unconvincing. But the thing that bothered Edward the most was that it was the truth.
"I don't want to know…Just at least wait till the wound heals," Billy said turning his chair around. "Charlie is here to see you Jacob," he said as he shut the door slightly behind him. Jacob's bright red cheeks gleamed through his tanned skin. He stood slightly and reached over his bed to hand Edward the shirt from earlier. "Let's not make two people wonder…" He said with a laugh.
Edward took the shirt swiftly and threw it on. "Right," he agreed, and stood. "You sure you don't need any help walking down the hall, Mr. Buttons?" The vampire held the door open for Jacob politely, and had his hand held out towards him, just in case Jacob decided that he did need help.
"I think I can handle it myself, dear Eddy," He said. If Edward could use nicknames…then so could he. However, the name didn't feel right. It was almost bitter on his tongue. It was a good thing that Edward had fastened Jacob's shorts, if he hadn't, Jacob was sure they would have fallen on the walk to the living room. He winked at Edward before he walked into the living room and smiled. "Hi Charlie."
Edward cringed at the nickname and followed behind Jacob, prepared to catch him if he happened to fall. Though, with Jacob, catching would probably result in squishing him. They entered the living room, and Edward nodded his hello to Charlie. "Hello," he said. Charlie stood up from the couch. "Hello, Edward," he said, gruffly. "Jacob, what in the blazes happened to you? I thought you were a careful driver!" Charlie scolded Jacob, but behind his words was worry.
"Damn motorcycle jumped out in front of me," Jacob replied taking a seat on the couch. He grunted a bit as he plopped down the last few inches and his hit back against the cushioned couch. "What brings you here Charlie?" He asked. "Didn't know there was a game on."
Charlie looked appalled. "Doesn't anything phase you, boy?" he asked. "You just recovered from a car wreck, and you're cracking jokes?" Edward smiled. That sounded like Jacob alright. "I came over here to check up on you," Charlie continued. "But it must not have been too bad of a crash, if you still have the energy to talk like that."
"Nah, I am Jacob Black! A hole in the chest won't stop me!" He said laughing happily. He wanted to run. He had so much energy from sleeping so long. He knew, however, that was a bad idea. Not only did he run the risk of reopening the sutured wound but he also knew Edward wouldn't agree with the idea. But he couldn't help but thinking it…
Edward threw Jacob a warning glance at hearing his thought about running. Charlie winced. "A hole in the chest? Billy didn't tell me that on the phone!" he said, astounded, his voice rumbling. "So, how long 'till you heal up all the way?" Edward passed Charlie and sat down next to Jacob. Even though he was busy talking to Charlie, and the chief of police didn't know about their relationship.
"Yeah, wanna see?" Jacob asked looking for the end to the bandage so that he could unwind himself. "Let me just find where this damn thing begins and I will show you," He finished finally finding the end of the bandage.
Charlie shook his head, "No I don't want to see a damn hole in your chest, kid! Wait until you've healed up completely!" The grimace on Charlie's face gave away that he really DIDN'T want to see Jacob's wound, especially not a hole in his chest. Edward couldn't help but smirk at how Jacob had ignored the question of his healing process. He had to hand it to the werewolf. If he wanted out of something without lying, he could really get out of it.
Jacob was bored with this. He had too much energy. He really wanted to laugh. Then a curious thought went through his head. He knew Edward was in his mind and his thoughts. He smirked as he pictured himself naked. He turned to Edward to watch the response.
Edward was shocked by the sudden image of a naked Jacob. He shot up out of his seat, startling Charlie and Billy, throwing a discreet glare at Jacob. "Bathroom!" he said, hurriedly. "Be right back!" The pale figure quickly made his way down the hallway, and into the small bathroom. He sat on the toilet seat for a moment, trying to erase the inappropriate thoughts from his mind.
Charlie and Jacob talked for a moment and then Billy and Charlie went off into their own little worlds. Jacob, finding the chance to escape, headed back to his bedroom and lay down on his bed on his stomach propping up on his arms so that he wasn't putting to much pressure on his chest. He sighed into his pillow. This injured thing really didn't work for him. He hated being home bound. He started to wonder what was taking Edward.
Edward emerged from the bathroom, and noticed Jacob's thought pattern coming from his room. He walked inside slowly, closing the door behind him, and sat on the bed beside Jacob. "And what was that in the living room?" Edward asked, accusingly. He couldn't believe Jacob had pulled that on him. Wait. Yes he could.
Jacob smirked, not looking up from the pillow, and let his mind wander. Down from his face, to his russet abs. He imagined his large tanned hand running down his stomach and tugging at his shorts. His smirk widened. He imagined his hand sliding down the front of his pants, biting his lip, he began to move his hand along himself…. He looked up at Edward for another response. He liked using the vampire's ability against him.
Edward found himself turning away from Jacob. "Jacob!" he complained. "I'll never enter your mind without your permission again!" The vampire could feel a yearning from deep inside. "If you keep this up, Jacob Black, I swear I will do so many inappropriate things to you..." The threat was mostly false. He wouldn't do anything to Jacob while he was in this condition. But afterwards, was a different story.
Jacob could feel himself getting excited just from himself teasing Edward. He would have to remember to keep his teasing to a minimum unless he wanted it to backfire. He stood up and walked up behind Edward, wrapping his heavy arms around the lithe male. He planted a gentle kiss to the back of Edward's neck with a smile before resting his chin on Edward's shoulder.
Edward reached up and placed his hand on the side of Jacob's face, and placed his other hand on top of the ones around his waist. "You truly do amaze me, you know?" he said, gently. He turned around, still looped in Jacob's embrace, and kissed his lips lightly. "You need to go lie down." Edward was still concerned with Jacob's healing process.
"Only if you come with me," Jacob said with a smile as he pressed his lips to Edward's again. He began to back up towards the bed with his arms still wrapped around Edward and their lips still pressed together. He smirked against Edward's lips because he knew the vampire was still listening to his thoughts. His mind began to make Jacob run his hands down the naked torso of Edward Cullen and slowly begin to pull his pants off. He let his mind stop as he sat down on the bed. He pulled back and looked at Edward.
Edward pulled back, and pushed Jacob onto the bed gently. "Stop doing that," he warned. The vampire sat down on the bed beside his love. "You'll give me the impression that you WANT me to sexually assault you."
Jacob looked up from where Edward had pushed him into a laying position. He raised a black eyebrow in amusement and wiggled his finger at the vampire sitting beside him. "Come here," He said with a smirk. He had managed to excite himself. Charlie and Billy were preoccupied with one another. He was hurt. He deserved a little fun. They could at least have a little play time. Right?
Edward scooted closer to Jacob and leaned down so that his face hovered just above his. He could feel the heat coming from the werewolf on his cheeks, which he took as a good sign. "Yes," he asked, humoring Jacob's command. He knew that something was up, but he didn't want to explore Jacob's mind to find out, lest he find another provocative image.
Jacob wrapped his heavy arms around Edward's neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss. He sucked on the vampire's tongue once it entered his mouth. The taste was like a sweet chocolate drop. He ran his fingers through Edward's bronze hair, pulling him closer.
Edward kissed Jacob back with a lustful intent. His built up tension was finally given a venting method. He ran his hands up Jacob's sides, gliding them feather light against his russet skin, as heir tongues dueled with each other in a fight for dominance.
Jacob removed his hands from Edward's hair and hastily removed his large shirt from the vampire's torso only breaking the fierce kiss to get the shirt to the floor before pushing his lips to the vampire's once more. He pulled Edward to him, he could almost hear the hiss of steam once their skin touched. He ran his hand down Edward's back, dragging his fingertips in an almost clawing manner down the porcelain skin.
Edward arched his back slightly at Jacob's fingertips running down his back. Another sensitive spot he didn't know he had. Without realizing it, he had managed to climb on top of the overheating Quileute in a straddling position, his legs on either side of him. His hands were now tightly gripping Jacob's shoulders.
Jacob grabbed tight onto Edward's thighs, grinding his hips up against his love. He wanted more. He knew the wound on his chest was going to make them have to hold back slightly. He released Edward's legs and slid his large hands down the back of the other's pants, squeezing his ass tightly pushing him further against the wolf.
Edward felt himself grinding against Jacob's groin, and tried not to moan into his mouth as they kissed. He was afraid that the actions were going to get Jacob's blood pumping too fast, and his wound would reopen, but their actions were so alluring to his body.
A knock sounded on the door and Jacob heaved a large frustrated sigh not bothering to remove his hands from the back of Edward's pants. "FOR FUCK'S SAKE! JUST GO AWAY!" He said as he began to get angry at his life.
"Jacob Black, you will not talk to me like that!" Came Billy's voice from the hallway as he pushed the door open and immediately slapped his hand over his eyes, "Oh my dear," He got out.
"I told you to go away," He said simply. He fully believed the old man had deserved it. He never listened. Maybe this would gain them a bit of privacy in the house from now on. He highly doubted it. But it was worth getting ones hopes up.
Edward felt like he wanted to disappear. He face planted into the crook of Jacob's neck. "Please, God, tell me that you're dad did NOT just come in on us grinding..." he plead. His embarrassment was thick in his voice. Edward wasn't sure if he wanted to continue anymore.
Jacob reluctantly removed his hands from the back of Edward's pants and kissed his ear softly before gently helping him off of him. The tall teen sat up and ran his hand through his hair. "What did you want Dad?" Jacob asked, frustration in his voice evident. Not only frustrated at just the fact that they had been interrupted but now he was sexually frustrated.
"Charlie wanted to say goodbye to you boys," He said still not moving his hand from his eyes.
Jacob got up from the bed and walked over to the doorway and hollered down the hallway, "Bye Charlie! Thanks for stopping by to check up on me! I'll come visit you sometime," he finished. He saw Charlie wave and heard the door open and shut. "Happy?" He asked looking down at Billy who was looking up at Jacob. Jacob couldn't help but notice the faint blush on his dad's cheeks. He was grateful when Billy rolled out of the room and down the hall.
"Well… My mood was broken," He said walking over and sitting next to Edward.
Author's note: Sorry it was so short. We had angry fans so we hurried this chapter. A little action in here. Hope it helped recover from the shock of the last chapter! Read and Review!!!
