Chapter 10: Let the battle begin

I had to spend the night knowing that the guy I was destined to spend forever with was cuddling my sister.

I woke up to yelling. I was half in the tent and half on top of Seth. "Jacob wait!" I could make out my sister's voice from my half-wake state.

"You're engaged to the leech?" I could defiantly identify Jacob's angry, hurt, accusation. Well, I guess he found out. Bella pleaded with him to stay but I opened my eyes just in time to see Jacob storm off. I scrambled out of the tent and pulled my hair into a sloppy bun, "Where is he going?" The battle was set to begin at any minute, he was hurt and angry, and he could get hurt. Bella was crying, "He found out about the engagement, he went off the handle."

"Well what did you expect? He's in love with you." Bella shook her head, "I thought he'd be okay because he had you." I rolled my eyes, "Fuck imprints, he doesn't want me."

I walked up to stand in front of Edward and poked his chest, "You go and you bring him back. Apparently, according to legends, I can't live without him. So go bring him back and make sure he doesn't get himself killed." Edward saluted me and ran off. I nodded; well at least someone listened to me around here. Bella did well.

Jacob came back begrudgingly but sneered at Bella, "Don't expect me to stay behind like your little leech. Maybe I'll go get myself killed, and then you won't have to feel responsible for me." The thought of him dying was unbearable. I couldn't breathe. Bella and Jacob were arguing back and forth, I couldn't think straight.

"Kiss me." At first I wasn't even aware that it was me who had spoken. The words felt foreign on my tongue. Everyone stopped talking, and Jacob turned slowly to look at me. "What did you say?" I told a deep breath and opened my eyes; I looked into Jacob's warm brown eyes and repeated myself, "Kiss me." He walked over to me and held my face delicately in his warm too big hands, "You're asking me to kiss you?" He smirked a little bit but his eyes were wide in disbelief. I didn't quite believe I was saying this either, just, the thought of him dying and having never kissed him seemed absurd. It seemed almost unbearable, it felt wrong.

I cocked my side and rested my hip on my left jutted out hip, I was calling the shots here not him. I was keeping the upper hand, "No I'm not." His face fell and he moved to step back. I backed his step backward with my own step forward, not letting any space between our bodies. "I'm your imprint, and I'm telling you to kiss me. Kiss me Jacob Black…before I change my mind."

He didn't need any more prompting, his lips crashed against mine. His look alone could make me feel an adrenaline rush, as if I was high on him. I consumed him like a drug, inhaling and exhaling, feeling warmth whenever he was around. Feeling like I was secure and safe. He did this, he made me feel whole. His lips were hot against mine, we moved in rhythm his tongue darting out to trace my bottom lip, and I granted him entry immediately. Our tongues fought for dominance, mingling together in desperation. I sighed into this mouth and felt my body melt into this. One of his hands went to my lower back and held me up while the other wound itself in my hair. His fingers trailed down until they rested on my neck, he was pressing down lightly and the warmth that spread made me moan. It didn't matter that my sister and her soon-to-be husband were right there watching us. It didn't matter that a battle was about to start down below, nothing mattered but us…in this moment….right now. His took the hair that had fallen out of my bun and tugged to tilt my head back. His mouth left mine to trail a path of hot kisses down the column of my mouth and back up. His bottom lip drug across my check as he breathed me in, he latched his mouth back onto mine and kissed me like he never would again.

His kiss was like a flame and in that moment I stood as a match just hoping to be ignited.

We released each other and Jacob leaned his forehead against mine, both of us breathing heavily. "You are so perfect sweet Abby…" he breathed. I opened my eyes and looked at him. He was so beautiful; if he died I would always remember this moment. "You come back to me, do you understand me? If you die, I die." I repeated his words back to him. He had the very same thing to me when I was drowning from salt water.

"How could I die when we haven't even gotten started yet?" He smiled widely at me and rubbed his nose against mine. "You're mine." He growled, playfully this time, and crushed me to his chest. This time I was breathing him in, he smelled like firewood and fresh rain. It was the most comforting scent and I took deep breathes. "You smell good…" I muttered. I could feel Jacob laughing. He kissed the top of my head, "You do too…" We broke apart. I looked over at my sister and she was beaming, Edward was smiling faintly.

"I've never needed you like I do right now. I've never hated you more than I do right now. You come back to me Jacob Ephraim Black." I glared and put both hands on my hips. He smiled and leaned down to kiss me hard, "Yes ma'am…" he swatted my ass and jogged away. I knew we weren't together, I knew he still loved my sister, I knew nothing changed. But I let go and just let myself enjoy this one moment. This one moment everything felt perfect.

Before all hell broke loose.

Author's note: This is just a small filler chapter. I wanted to give Abby and Jacob their own little moment. So just a fluff piece really. xoxo, Lottie