A/N: So this chapter if pretty fluffy... Pretty dang cute and only one major plot relevance point but you'll have to pay attention because it's a pretty minor part in the chapter! Ha! I'm tricky like that! Anyway please R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.
Recap:
"This is different; I won't let you fall," he replied as he leaned in and kissed the base of my neck. My heart skipped a beat a chill went down my spine. He pulled back and looked at me his eyes were soft but with a subtle intensity that I couldn't ignore. I had seen looks like that before and I figured out what it meant just before his lips met mine. His kiss was gentle like he was being careful; I wrapped my arms around his neck. After what seemed like an eternity we parted. He smiled at me before kissing my forehead gently.
"What was I doing, again?" I asked as I took a deep breath.
"In all honesty I don't remember," he said with a chuckle. Then his stomach growled.
I burst out laughing. "Lunch, right!" I said through fits of laughter as I jumped off the counter and retrieved the forgotten bag of chips off the ground and placed them on the counter. "Oh, right! I finished except for the chips," I said as I shook my head.
We ate lunch with random conversation; the front door opened just as I was throwing the plates away. I looked over at Jake who didn't seem concerned at all, apparently people just walked in and out of houses here. Then Quil, Embry, Sam and Jared turned into the kitchen; that's why he wasn't concerned.
"Hey guys, what's up?" Jake asked cheerfully.
"Not much, we were just in the area and figured we'd drop by," Quil said as he through Jake a wink.
"I'm not blind Quil," I said with a chuckle.
Sam sent Jake a look I didn't quite understand and Jake nodded and smiled and in turn received a smile from the older werewolf.
"Listen, Jake, we were thinking of heading out to Port Angeles to check out this new place, you want to come? Of course, you're invited too, Sammy," Embry asked hopefully.
"I'd love to!" I answered excitedly. Jake just smiled and nodded.
"Leave around six?" Embry asked.
"Sure, sure. I've got to go find something to wear!" I announced excitedly as I ran over to my suitcase and started tearing through my clothes; subconsciously using Jake's patronizing phrase.
We had four hours until time to leave so Jake and I decided we would watch a movie. He bit his lip as he scanned over the supply of movies.
"What are you thinking?" he asked as he turned back to me.
"Um… I don't know," I replied with a shrug.
"Pick a genre and I'll pick the movie," he instructed.
"Okay… Oo! I've got a hard one, musical!"
"Ha! I have musicals! Well like two…" Jake said as he grabbed one and put it in. He sat down next to me as the commercials started to play.
"So what did you pick?"
"You'll see."
As the first scene started I knew it right away. "Moulin Rouge! I love this movie!"
"It's pretty good," Jake conceded.
After the movie I started to get ready. Jake watched me scurry around the small house, back and forth from the bathroom to my suitcase for things I had forgotten. I gathered everything I needed in the bathroom and took a shower. I put on a jean skirt and a dark green halter top along with my dark green
and brown high heeled sandals. I towel-dried my hair and looked around the bathroom and realized I'd left my flat iron in my bag. I walked out of the bathroom and started digging through my bag; I couldn't find my flat iron anywhere in my bag. I stood up and frowned.
"What's wrong?" Jake asked as he walked out of his room in a pair of jeans and a black shirt.
"I can't find my flat iron," I said as I stuck my bottom lip out in a pout.
"So? You're hair looks good wavy," he said as he started playing with a strand of my damp hair.
I sighed. "I guess it's okay." I turned and headed back toward the bathroom, "Be back in a second." When I walked back out Jake was sitting on the couch flicking through the channels on TV. "I am now officially ready!" I announced.
"Good to know," Jake said with a tad of sarcasm.
"Wait! Not yet," I corrected as I walked over to my suitcase and pulled out a dark brown leather jacket. Jake stared at me as I put it on, "What? You don't think it's going to be cold?"
"Cold doesn't bother me."
"Got it." Then there was a knock at the door, "And I'll get that to." I opened the door and sure enough Embry was standing there at the door, I could see the rest of the guys piled into Sam's car behind him.
Someone wolf whistled and Quil yelled: "You clean up nice Sammy!" There were other shouts that resembled that and "Oh yeah Sammy!" Then Jake stepped into the doorframe behind me and the comments ceased. I laughed and struck a pose and everyone burst out into laughter and whistles, even Jake who kept his arm wrapped around my waist possessively.
We got to Port Angeles almost two hours later and I was pleased to find out the place we were checking out was a club.
"This is my kind of place!" I shouted over the music.
"You better watch out for her, Jake, she's a creature of the night," Quil joked, jabbing Jake in the ribs playfully.
"Doesn't 'creature of the night' refer to vampires?" I asked innocently and everyone went silent. "Got it. Vampires are an off limit subject."
The tension soon melted away and I stood there for a while staring longingly at the dance floor and after a moment I decided to sneak away. "I have to go to the bathroom," I announced as I headed off toward the bathroom only to slip into the crowd of dancing bodies.
Jacob's POV
"Why do girls always feel the need to announce those kinds of things?" I muttered.
"Maybe to serve as an alibi," Quil suggested.
"What are you talking about Quil?" I asked as I turned toward my friend.
"She isn't going to the bathroom, she's dancing," Quil said as he pointed out at the dance floor.
"Sure, sure. Right Quil."
"Well now it looks like she's flirting."
"What?" I asked as I finally turned all the way around. Quil was pointing over to a corner of the room where some guy was talking to Sammy. She was smiling and talking back. I felt like walking over and punching the guy in the nose for talking to her. I pushed away from the counter and started to walk over when Sam caught my arm.
"Wait and see what happens," Sam said as he directed my attention back where the guy was talking to Sammy.
The guy said something and Sammy gave him a fake smile and wacked the drink out of his hand so that it spilled all over him. He got angry and started yelling, she flicked him off and started to walk away but the guy caught her arm and started yelling again. This time she smiled a true smile and stepped on his foot sending him stumbling backward. She turned and looked toward me. She just barely met my gaze before she blushed and started walking back toward me.
Samantha's POV
I wondered how long Jake had been watching that little exchange as I cut through the crowd of dancing people. I just prayed that he wasn't the over reactive jealous type. I walked up and offered a meek smile before leaning against the counter.
"Sammy?"
I looked up involuntarily at the sound of my name directly into Jake's eyes. "Yeah Jake?"
"Why didn't you let me beat the guy up?" he asked lightly; we both laughed.
"You might get your chance, Jake, I think he's looking for her," Jared said as he leaned toward Jake.
"Wait, I've got an idea. Let me handle this until I give the signal, then all of you come up, okay?" I said as I stepped away from the counter to lean against the railing overlooking the dance floor.
"What's the signal?" Jake asked.
"Oh, you'll know it."
Just as Jared said the guy walked up and tapped me on the shoulder; he had three of his friends with him. They were pretty good sized guys, none under six foot would be my guess; all I knew was that they towered over me.
"Hey," the guy snapped as he yanked my arm around.
"What do you want?"
"I want a little compensation for what you did to me earlier."
"I don't apologize for self defense," I said smoothly with a shrug.
"Oh really? Well I got a problem with that," the guy said as he let me go and shoved me into the railing.
I could see Jake seething behind him against the counter. "And I've got a problem with you," I shot back as I stepped forward and crossed my arms over my chest.
"What're you going to do about, little girl?" he asked condescendingly.
"Nothing. I'm not going to do anything," I said as I gave a short nod and all of the La Push gang pushed away from the counter.
"That would be my job," Jake said as he walked around them and put his arm around my waist and pulled me against him.
I smirked at the guy and his friends who suddenly didn't look so big with Paul and Jared standing behind them. "Did I mention that I had a boyfriend and a few good friends who all happen to be much stronger than you?"
He blanched and looked for an escape. "I believe you owe my girlfriend an apology," Jake said and Jared and Paul cracked there knuckles in unison.
"S-sorry," the guys stuttered. Paul and Jared stepped apart and let the guys run out before moving back to their original places and high fiving.
"That was hilarious!" Quil shouted through laughter.
"You play the part of a scheming temptress very well Sammy," Paul commented as he high fived me.
"Thank you, thank you. I do, don't I?" I said with a laugh. I was still facing Jake with one arm around his waist and one hand resting against his feverish chest; it was then I realized just how well we fit together, even physically, it was like our bodies were made to fit together.
"And Jake's got the bad boy thing nailed, don't you, Jake?" Quil asked as he patted Jake on the back.
"Sure, sure. He didn't hurt you, did he Sammy?" Jake asked as he looked down at me.
"No, I'm fine."
"See Jake you just killed the bad boy image," Quil teased, "You were supposed to just grab her and kiss her."
"Oh shut up, Quil," Jake said with a lopsided smile as he whacked Quil over the head and bent over and kissed me lightly.
"Oh you've really killed it now," Quil continued.
"Quil," Jake and I warned in unison.
"Shutting up," Quil said as he raised his hands in surrender.
Everyone laughed and started talking; Jake kept his arm wrapped around my waist protectively the entire time. "So," I started, "When do we dance?" My question seemed to catch all of them off guard because they all stopped talking and looked at me. "Don't tell me you guys don't dance."
"Do we look like we can dance?" Embry said gesturing to his size.
"No, but you also don't look like you could gracefully weave in and out of dense forest but you can," I countered.
"Damn, she's got us there," Quil said as he snapped his fingers.
"Don't tell me you guys are just afraid to dance," I retorted tauntingly.
"I'd be willing to dance with you," Quil said with a smirk, "You know if no one else will." He sent a teasing glance at Jake.
I looked up at him and smiled. "Is the big bad wolf afraid of some fun," I teased as I poked his chest.
"No," he insisted but I could see the hesitation in his eyes, "Maybe." There was more silence. "I don't know how to dance. Okay? Now stop giving me that look," he admitted.
I chuckled. "It's not hard if you've got any sort of natural rhythm at all. All you do is find a beat and move to it," I assured him. He looked doubtful; I sniffled a bit and stuck out my lower lip a little. "Please, for me?" I pleaded with my best puppy-dog pout.
"Oh that is a low blow; how am I supposed to say no to that face?" Jake asked as he tried to look away. Then he steeled himself and turned back with a firm resolve.
"Oh well, I guess I could just go dance with someone else," I said as I detached myself from him and started to walk away.
"Fine, I'll dance with you. But don't laugh at me," he conceded as he caught my hand.
I turned around with a smirk playing across my features. "I won't."
True to his word he danced with me and true to his word he had no idea what he was doing. He was trying too hard; that was his problem. I turned to him with a grin on my face.
"You promised not to laugh," he pointed out.
"You're trying too hard, loosen up. You'll get it," I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him delicately. "You're supposed to have fun."
After a few songs he really started to get the hang of it; he had an impressive natural grace for someone his size. We laughed and danced; it was very natural kind of fun, so effortless. It was going so well, too well for my luck. Suddenly Jake perked up and his eyes darted around the room.
"Jake, what's wrong?" I asked in alarm.
"Vampire."
"Here?" I gasped out.
He wrapped his arm around my waist and led me through the crowd over to where Sam and the other guys were acting the same way.
"It's familiar," Sam said before Jake had even voiced his question.
I shuddered subconsciously against Jake's side. He looked down at me with a soft expression. "It's alright," he assured me, "Nothing is going to happen to you."
"I think I found the culprits," Quil said as he nodded toward the entrance of the club.
I looked over but couldn't see through the large crowd so I looked up at Jake for some sort of information.
"It's just Alice and Edward with Bella, no danger," Sam said with a nod.
I sighed and relaxed against Jake. "So they come to clubs and stuff too? Just like regular humans?" I asked out of curiosity.
"Apparently," Embry answered.
"No doubt they know we're here just as much as we know they are," Jake said, his jaw stiff.
"Jake," I whispered as my hand settled on his chest.
"Don't worry sweetheart, they're not going to hurt you," Jake promised as he pulled me closer.
"I know. I'm not worried about it," I said quietly. "We aren't going to let a couple of vampires ruin our good time, are we?" I asked a little louder, talking to the whole group. They all stared at me incredulously. "You said it yourself; we're not in any danger. So why let them have all the fun? Plus we were here first, we shouldn't be forced to leave just because they decided to party too," I insisted; they continued to stare at me. "Whatever, I don't know about y'all but I'm going to go dance." And I started to walk away.
"Oh no, you don't," Jake said as he caught my hand and pulled me back.
"Jake, for your own good, let go of my hand," I said with quiet severity.
"What are you going to do if I don't, Sammy? We both know I'm a lot stronger than you," Jake pointed out.
"I'll throw an extremely loud and horrible hissy fit, that's what I'll do. You wouldn't want everyone to think I'm being held against my will, would you?" I countered; he let go of my hand with a sigh. "That's what I thought." Then I walked out into the crowd of dancing bodies.
Jacob's POV
"That was harsh," Quil muttered after Sammy had walked off.
I was just trying to protect her. I didn't think I deserved to be treated like that. One part of me was telling me to go after her and forcibly drag her out of the club and take her home but the other part was telling me to let her go and have fun. I hated it when I had a choice. It made it so much harder. I looked up and couldn't see Sammy in the crowd of people and that worried me; what worried me more was that I couldn't see the Cullens and Bella.
"Sam, where'd the bloodsuckers go?" I asked as I looked over at him.
"Far corner, not quite to the wall though," he answered as he nodded in their direction.
Sure enough there they were, swaying to the music just like everyone else. But I noticed Bella wasn't with them; how odd.
"Uh-oh Jake, you might have to do some damage control," Quil teased as he pointed over to a nearby booth where Bella and Sammy were talking casually.
"Who cares? As long as she's not near the leeches I don't care," I answered and of course just my luck, Bella and Sammy both got up and walked over to where Alice and Edward were dancing. "Well shit," I muttered.
Samantha's POV
"Hey, Edward, Alice, this is Sammy, Jake's girlfriend, remember?" Bella introduced me as we walked up then she stood next to Edward and he wrapped his arm around her waist protectively.
"Yeah, I remember," Edward said pleasantly, "Nice to see you, Sammy."
"I never met you officially, so nice to meet you, I'm Alice," Alice said brightly as she shook my hand; she was very bubbly, not what I would expect from a vampire.
"Likewise," I replied with a smile.
"So, Jasper was really impressed with you today," Alice said with an air of mischief.
"Really?" I asked.
"Not that he'd ever say it out loud," Edward said with a chuckle.
"I could just tell," Alice said, discrediting Edward's statement. I laughed. "I hope Jacob hasn't been telling you bad things about us."
"Well…"
"Okay, then I hope you haven't believed him."
"Nope, he's prejudiced. I'm neutral; you guys haven't done anything to get on my bad side. Well except Emmet," I muttered the last part almost inaudibly.
"What'd Emmet do this time?" Edward asked with a sigh.
"He gave me a bruise, see?" I aid as I showed them the bruise forming on the back of my neck.
Alice gasped.
"Alice, chill, I don't really hold it against him," I said with a chuckle.
"He wasn't supposed to inflict any damage at all, that was the deal," Edward stated for the benefit of my confusion.
"What deal?" Bella and I asked at the same time.
"The treaty was somewhat suspended while we were training you but the deal was if you or Bella were hurt in any way, the deal was off and that would mean a skirmish with the werewolves," Edward explained. "Has Jacob seen that bruise?"
"No."
"Don't let him unless you want a war."
"You got it, not a word," I said as I pretended to zip my lips.
There was a pause. "So… mind if I ask a few really stupid questions?"
"Not at all," Alice said with a smile.
"Do you guys burn in sunlight?"
"Myth."
"Do garlic, crosses, stakes or silver do anything to you?"
"Myths."
"Do you turn into bats?"
"Myth."
"Do you not show up in mirrors?"
"Myth."
"Do you not show up on film?"
"Myth."
"Okay now I'm done," I said as I took a deep breath.
"They aren't stupid questions, just stereotypical questions," Alice said cheerfully.
"Thanks."
"Wolfboy doesn't seem too happy that you're over here," Alice said as she looked over my shoulder.
"In fact he's not. He was contemplating coming over here and dragging you back home but he decided against it because you're be angry with him," Edward added.
"Damn right I would be," I replied.
"You have no idea how desperately he wants to protect you, Sammy. It's touching, really, even for a dog."
"Yep, he's my big puppy. I better head back over so he doesn't give himself a heart attack," I said with a sigh as I waved and turned to leave, "See you on Wednesday!"
"You are so overprotective," I said as I walked back over to Jake, there was no hostility in my voice, just good humor.
"Well I can't help it. My distrust is a born instinct," Jake countered as he caught my wrist and pulled me toward him.
He was looking me up and down; I cocked an eyebrow. "Searching for any damage?" I asked with a chuckle.
"Maybe."
"There isn't any."
"Can never be too sure," he muttered without making eye contact.
"Jake, I'm fine, trust me," I said as I tilted my head to make eye contact.
"Fine, fine," he conceded as he finally looked into my eyes. "I'll let the inspection slide this once."
"Is this going to happen every time I go somewhere without you?" I asked facetiously.
"Depends on who else you're with," he replied as he wrapped his arm around my waist.
"This place is starting to reek of leech, you guys wanna head out?" Paul said as he waved his hand in front of his face.
"I don't mind a bit," Quil said, already heading for the door.
"Fine by me," Jake said with a shrug then he looked down at me.
I yawned in exaggeration. "I'm beat; let's go home so I can sleep."
"With who?" Quil joked under his breath. I reached over and socked him in the arm and Jake slapped him upside the head. "Okay, okay! I was just kidding!"
Everyone laughed and we piled into Sam's truck. The ride was interesting to say the least. Just like one way down I had to sit on Jake's lap and there still wasn't room for everyone in the cab so Paul and Jared sat in the bed of the truck. Quil spent most of the time commenting on the fact that I still smelled like leech. In all honesty by the time we pulled up to Jake's house I was nearly asleep.
"Whoa, in case you didn't remember Sammy, there's a step there," Jake said as he caught me as I stumbled over the half step into the house.
"Jake," Billy called from the living room.
"Coming Dad," Jake called back as he led me into the living room where I collapsed on the couch.
"Jake, she isn't drunk, is she?" Billy asked in a scolding tone.
"No, just really, really tired," Jake said as he picked up my legs, sat down then put my legs in his lap.
"Alright, just had to make sure," Billy said as he wheeled into his bedroom, "Night Jake, night Sammy."
I groaned in reply. "Night Dad," Jake called after him. "Sammy?"
I groaned again.
"Sammy," he tried again.
This time I managed a whole word. "What?"
"Why don't you go change so you aren't sleeping in those clothes," he suggested quietly.
I groaned and slid off the couch and grabbed my pajamas and walked into the bathroom. I minute later I emerged, clad in my amazing flannel pajama pants and tank top. My eyes were hardly open so when I sat down and the couch grunted I was very surprised.
"Hon, you're sitting on my stomach," Jake said.
"Sorry," I muttered and stood up. "Warning, I'm going to sit down again." And when I did the couch didn't grunt. Arms wrapped around my waist and I felt warm breath on my shoulder then he kissed the base of my neck. "Jake, I'm tired," I complained lightly.
"So go to sleep," he said against my neck.
"If you keep doing that I'm going to catch my second wind and be up until three," I said as I turned my head toward him. He looked almost too pitiful, his head was declined and he was looking at my back and he was tracing circles on my shoulder. "Oh quit it, don't look so disappointed. Are you trying to make me feel guilty?"
"No," he mumbled. I swear he was whimpering too.
"Yes you are," I contradicted, "And it's working." Then he looked up and unleashed the full force of his puppy dog eyes on me. "Oh, you are not playing fair!" I complained but then turned and kissed him lightly.
He smiled. "I always win."
"You play dirty though," I said as I smiled at him through my bangs.
"Never claimed to play fair," he said as he pulled me into his lap.
I rested my head on his chest and the steady beat of his heart started to lull me to sleep. "You planned this," I accused drowsily.
"You bet I did," he murmured as he kissed the top of my head. "I love you Sammy."
"I love you too, Jake," I mumbled just before I drifted off to sleep.
Satta: So? Thoughts? I know it was fluff but there were one or two things in there of importance... I thought after all the drama some fluff was well deserved... Let me know! REVIEW!!
