A/N: Glad that the dream sequence was a hit. Sorry to hear you didn't like Jacob's true alpha speech. I was hoping to show his compassion. I hope everyone's enjoying the chapters do let me know if there is more I can improve on.

Chapter 10

I got up and started looking around for my clothes, but couldn't find them. I was sure I had tied them to my leg right before we had the race. Oh crap! It must have fallen off when I was running. I got up and put on the t-shirt. As I slid my arms through the sleeves I was immersed in the smell and it brought back small clips from my dream and I felt what can only be described as bliss.

Tiny snippets of what I remember from my dream kept playing in my mind as I walked towards the Cullen house with a slight smile dancing on my lips. It had felt so real. Trying to separate truth from fiction was difficult but distinctly I remembered Jake's voice like he really was there, but would mean that the warmth I felt that night was real. Was the kiss goodnight real, had it been him who kissed me goodnight?

"Hey Leah…looking good."

Jake was sitting on the porch of the big house. He looked me up and down, each word drenched in sarcasm. His t-shirt was pretty long, but still most of my thighs were on show. I quickly pulled the t-shirt down trying to cover as much as possible and I started blushing.

"Ha ha very funny. Now have you seen my clothes?"

"What?...Don't I get a 'thank you for the t-shirt Jacob'?" He was imitating my voice and doing a pretty good job of it.

"Fine. Thanks for the t-shirt. Now, have you seen my clothes?"

"Nope." He popped the P then the corner of his mouth was turning up with a smile that was trying desperately to break through. "Looks like someone has to go beg Rosalie for some new clothes"

Clearly Jake was going to enjoy this. Seth ran past us on patrol and stopped when he saw me.

"Morning Seth." My face lit up when I saw my little brother. Almost forgetting I was standing there half naked I wanted to go up and hug him when a slight breeze brushed past me and went up the Tshirt and brought my exposure to the elements to the forefront of my mind.

"Wait - how did I end up with your clothes anyway?" I eyed Jacob hoping to get a straight answer from him.

"While Seth was on patrol, I went wandering off for a walk to clear my head a bit. I was on my way back when I saw you on the floor...well you know...so I covered you with my t-shirt."

That last bit was mumbled and he was saying it to the floor, which was unusual for him. Jake never mumbles.

I shook my head in an attempt to clear my thought and tried to psych myself up for the task in hand. Taking a deep breath and walking to the door, I knocked quickly with one hand while the other was fixed on my makeshift dress, trying desperately not to reveal anymore than I already was. Seth and Jacob stood at the end of the porch side by side clearly enjoying the best seat in the house for the drama that was bound to ensue. I waited at the newly hinged door and looked back at Jake and whispered, "If she attacks me you've got my back, right?"

"No way! You should have looked after our clothes better."

The door opened and it was Rosalie she was standing there with her arms crossed and her nose wrinkled, the distaste for each other was clearly mutual and I wondered whether our smell seemed to be disturbing her just as much as theirs bothered us.

"What do you want?" She was being her usual snobby self again. I looked past her and saw Bella and Emmett sitting on the sofas. She looked down at what I was wearing; she had a puzzled look on her face

"I need some more clothes." I tried to control my voice, right now I needed the clothes and it pained me to have to ask her.

"What did you do with all the outfits I gave you?"

"Yeah about that…I lost all of them, somewhere in the forest." I have to admit I was kind of sorry for losing them. They weren't my kind of clothes but the French labels gave me the impression they were expensive.

"I've already found one pair of jeans them outside lying in mud not to mention the shreds of pure silk I keep finding scattered all around the house, you've ruined all of them! The smell alone made me burn what was left…and you expect me to give you more? No."

And with that she slammed in my face. I was still in shock, what just happened? Did she seriously just slam the door in my face? She asked for it. I walked off the porch. Plans to get back at Blondie started forming in my head.

I took a step back and looked at the house. I was wondering which room was hers, I walked up to Jake and leaned in close to him and whispered in his ear, "You've been in the house before right, where's the blonde's room?"

He turned and looked at me with recognition in his eyes; he knew the look of revenge when he saw it. He leaned in closer to my ear and whispered back, "Third floor, second window on the left...but you didn't hear it from me. You're on your own, honey."

The warmth of his breath against my skin and his lips being in such close proximity to me made my me uneasy and my heart jump, I hope he didn't notice that.

I saw the window and jumped into the tree closest to it. This was just going to be too easy. I made it onto the windowsill and luckily it was open. Slowly crawling in, using all the grace I possessed to make it into the house without alerting anyone, I was in. The last thing I needed was psycho Blondie finding me in her room. She was pissed at me for messing up a few pairs of clothes, she's going to freak when she sees this.

The room was horrible. It was all pink with fluffy throw cushions and the double bed had silk curtains hanging from the four poster bed frame. I don't know how the big guy found it bearable living with her in this pink nightmare. The only thing that redeemed this room from being a sickly mix was the vanity table. It had character and it was something Blondie seemed to be missing.

Eventually I made my way to the wardrobe door. When I opened the door I was completely taken back by the sheer size of it. The door seemed to open up into a whole other room practically as big as my room at home. She was overreacting over like three outfits getting muddy and torn she has a wardrobe the size of my room filled with outfits.

What a spoiled brat.

Okay now it was time to do my worst. I started pulling things off the hangers flinging them all over the room. I got a few of the really expensive looking things and put them in a pile on the floor.

I started picking out the stuff which, in a very vague sense of the word – wearable. From her wardrobe I pulled out the simple tops, a few pairs of jeans, even finding some really nice looking converse. Those were keepers. Grabbing them I made my way to the window and peered out.

"Jake catch." I whispered so quietly, knowing that he would be able to hear me. Good thing we can hear better than vamps.

I threw out enough outfits to last me a month. I looked down at the pile of expensive dresses and designer outfits I'd created and rolled around in them. I grabbed a few things with Italian labels and rubbed my face in them.

If Rosalie thought the clothes I wore last night smelled bad, wait till she smells these. I made sure I got my scent on everything. I grabbed her drawer and went to the window and emptying them out, as they fell from the window there was a flurry of colours and sashays of silk, lace and chiffon gracefully floating down the side of the house and landing in a pile of mud.

Once the room no longer had that horrid reek of bloodsuckers I felt my work here was done. I put on a nice blue tank top, and grabbed a pair of jeans and put them on too. I even stopped and looked in the mirror. I had a devilish grin across my face. I looked back at the destruction caused by me in the room, and felt good. She asked for it.

I jumped out the window and landed in the puddle with her clothes in it. Okay, so maybe I didn't need to step on her clothes...but I was having so much fun.

Jacob looked at the smile on my face and couldn't contain his. We stood there grinning like idiots for a while and then I heard the faint sound of footsteps. I looked at him and he looked back at me.

"Ahhh! What has she done to my room?!"