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Thanks again to Amabel, my awsome editor.
A/N: Ok, so I know the last part was kind of short, but that was because I seperated it into 2 parts. The next chapter will be longer though. So here is part 2 of Reunion. Enjoy!
Silversymphony620- This chapter update is for you, since you replied. The next chapter will have some of what you kinda 'requested'. Hope you enjoy and thanks for reading.
Chapter 3 - Reunion - Part 2
Jacob took off on his motorcycle towards my house while I drove off towards Emily's house in my truck. The pack followed me from the forest.
The wolves beat me to our destination. Of course, they were a lot faster than my truck. I didn't mind being alone on the way up, though. I was just glad to be out of Jacob's tiny house. I felt so much more comfortable with all the space of my truck to myself; I didn't feel so claustrophobic anymore.
When I walked into Emily's house, my stomach growled loudly. I was starving from missing breakfast, even though it was only a little past lunchtime. I knew that the meals in this house were always large enough to feed six hungry werewolves. I assumed there would be even more food today to celebrate Jacob's birthday.
I was right. When I came into the kitchen to see if Emily needed any help, I gasped at the enormous amount of food covering the counters and the table. All available space was packed full of trays and plates of food.
The pack was gathered around the table staring, and probably drooling as well, at all the delicious food that was before them. Sam was standing behind Emily with his hands around her waist and his face nuzzling her neck and kissing her cheeks. She giggled softly and stepped away from the cake she'd been frosting. Then, turning in Sam's arms, she brought her face up to his and they kissed. Sam's lips trailed gentle kisses over ever inch of the scars on her face.
"Aw, come on, Sam. Let Emily finish so we can eat. I'm starving!" Quil complained. I turned from the couple then, letting them enjoy their moment in privacy.
"Oh, hush. You can wait," Sam told him. Quil grumbled another complaint at them and turned away.
"I can help you finish up things if you'd like, Emily." I said, without turning around. Then I felt her hand on my shoulder and I turned toward her.
"Thanks, I could really use your help. I'm almost finished with the cake." She smiled and pulled me towards it. The cake was huge, and looked like one you'd buy from the store.
"Wow, that's really neat. I didn't know you were an artist," I said admiring the cake. She'd made the frosting look like a drawing. Blue sky, green grass and a black silhouette of a wolf running covered the top of the cake.
"I'm not really an artist. This just sort of happened," she admitted. "Though I must admit that I'm pretty proud of it. I'm not sure if I want anyone eating it now," she laughed.
"Well I still think it's pretty neat, and I know Jacob will love it."
"Thanks. So, would you mind squeezing the rest of those lemons so that we can make lemonade?" She gestured to the corner of the counter where there were a pile of lemons just waiting for me.
"Sure, I'll do that right now."
"Sam, why don't you help her?" Emily suggested.
"Sure." He nodded, giving her another quick kiss. He took his place beside me and began squeezing lemons into a pitcher like a pro. I'd only finished my second lemon by the time he was on his sixth. It didn't make me feel bad, though. I was sure he got all the experience from being over here so much. Emily probably had all the wolves working for their meals; I know I would.
Not too long after we finished the lemonade, Jacob came back.
"Jake's back!" Embry called from the other room. We all gathered by the door and when Jacob came in we shouted, "Happy Birthday, Jake!" as loud as we could.
"Thanks guys," he said, the smile I loved best on his face. Then, handing me my clothes, he showed me to the bathroom so I could change.
When I came out, I heard roars of laughter and wondered what I'd missed. In my absence, they had apparently given Jacob a whipped cream pie. Sam had gone and pushed Jake's face into it so now his face was covered in it. I burst out laughing at the sight of him trying to lick it all off his face while looking for a towel.
"Aw, I missed all the action," I pretended to complain.
"Well here then." Jacob came up to me and smeared whipped cream onto both of my cheeks and my nose. "Now you didn't miss a thing." He chuckled with a huge grin.
"Hey!" I smacked his arm and wiped my face on the towel Emily was handing me.
"Now that we're all here, it's time to eat," she informed us, and the guys tackled the table.
It never ceased to amaze me how the six of them could eat so much and still be so hungry. I'd only eaten one plate-full by the time they'd finished half of what was on the table. And Emily kept bringing more food from the counters!
Emily had made a wide variety of dishes, and I tried to eat a little of everything before the rest of them could eat it all. Her cooking was so delicious that I was almost jealous. Although I'd been cooking for Renee and myself all of my life, I knew that Emily had much more experience. She had to, what with having to feed this bunch everyday.
It wasn't long before all the food was gone and we were all thanking Emily for the meal, or meals in the pack's case.
"I'm glad you all enjoyed it." She smiled happily. She'd already started to clean up, putting the dishes in piles by the sink and wiping down the counters. I got up to help her, knowing that there were way too many dishes for just one person to do.
"Oh, you don't have to help, Bella. I can do it myself," Emily said. "Besides, you're a guest."
"It's all right. I want to help. Besides, there's so much to clean. It would get done faster if there were two people doing the job anyway," I told her. She nodded, smiling.
"Ok, then I'll get the dishes started." She began to fill the sink with warm, soapy water. "Can you stack the dishes from the table over here by the sink?"
I nodded and began to pile the dishes up.
Sam came into the kitchen and leaned down to whisper in Emily's ear. She nodded at him with a smile and kissed him once before he and the rest of the pack left the house. Well, all except Jacob.
"Where are they going?" I asked him curiously, wondering why he had decided to stay behind.
"They went out to investigate the strange scent we've been picking up," he replied, getting up to help me pile up dishes.
"What about you? Why did you stay?" I asked again. I knew he was usually excited about picking up new scents; it usually meant that there would be a fight. I thought he'd like to be there if they found anything new.
"It's my birthday. I get to do whatever I want today," he replied with a smirk, and took the stack of dishes that were in my hands, setting them on the counter. "And right now I want you to come with me."
For some odd reason, my heart skipped a beat at his words and that startled me, but not as much as his reply had.
"B-But I'm helping Emily right now," I protested, knowing that he'd see right through my pathetic excuse. Emily didn't help the matter.
"It's okay, Bella. I can take it from here," she reassured me. "Go have some fun." She smiled and I frowned, wondering if she was in on this.
I went with him, however reluctant. That didn't discourage Jacob though, and I began to wonder nervously what he had planned for me.
It completely surprised me when he disappeared into the dense trees as soon as we were outside, and a russet brown wolf reappeared. I definitely hadn't been expecting that, but I was getting very suspicious.
He laughed his coughing bark at my expression. I glared at him. I had no clue what he was thinking and he knew it too. I couldn't really understand him that well when he was a wolf. I wasn't a mind reader.
Jacob crouched by my side then, nudging me with his big head.
"What?" I asked him stupidly. "I don't know what you want."
He looked toward the forest and barked once, turning back to give me another nudge me. He leveled his gaze to mine so our eyes met.
"What, you want me to go in the woods?" I guessed. He bobbed his head and I took that for a yes.
"Jake, you know I won't be able to keep up with you in there," I complained, not liking where this was going. "I'll just end up tripping the whole way." I crossed my arms over my chest. He ought to have known that by now.
He nudged my back then, and lay down on his stomach in front of me.
"What, are you going to carry me on your back then?" I joked, but secretly hoped that I was wrong.
Jacob barked again and I groaned. He only cocked his head and whined, pleading with me, I supposed.
"Fine," I sighed, feeling stupid for arguing with a wolf. "But don't run too fast. I don't want to end up in the hospital because I couldn't hold onto you."
He grinned, as best as a wolf could, and licked my cheek happily.
"Ew, gross Jake!" I wiped my cheek off, glaring at him. He just laughed his coughing bark again.
With a heavy sigh, I climbed onto his back. "Let's get this over with."