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Chapter Nine: Situations like these

Jacob POV

Surrounded by a calm blanket of darkness, I was in bliss. Sleep. I'd always loved it. No annoying voices in your head like when you were in wolf form and no worries when you were in human, just absolutely nothing. But not even sleep can last forever so when I was disturbed, or rather, ripped out of my slumber I wasn't surprised, but that didn't stop me from being pissed. I'd never been much of a morning person.

"Bloody hell." Seth cursed as he hopped around the room on one foot trying to get the other in the leg of his worn out jeans.

Laughing silently to myself at his antics and lying down on my too small bed, I looked around out our old, unkept cabin. The fake lineal floor was blackened by the dirt that had been caked in but only small sections of the floor were able to be seen since Seth and I's dirty laundry decorated the ground. The walls which would have once been a simple cream colour were now a faded white turning grey with swear words and messages such as "Shae Ben" written on the wall in spray paint and black permanent marker. A metal ceiling fan spun around at a lazy pace, providing very little air but thankfully the windows wouldn't shut all the way so there was at least some fresh air available.

Still grumbling to himself Seth fell back onto his bed across from mine. Looking up he met my eyes and the annoyance from his stubborn clothes turned to shock and then guilt.

"Hey man. Did I wake you?" Seth asked warily.

"Yeah but I was about to get up anyway so stop looking like I'm gonna go all big bad wolf on you and bite your head off."

Seth breathed out a visible sigh of relief and then chuckled at my comment. Laughing with him I got up and grabbed my clothes for the day – tatty jeans, sneakers and a grey, short sleeve t-shirt. They cabin was filled by our voices as we talked about what we thought about the camp so far, what we thought we might be doing but as Seth changed the subject onto the presence of the bloodsuckers my mood soured instantly.

"I don't think that they will be a problem you know? They have proved that they won't be munching on the teens here so I don't think there is a reason why you gotta act like you have a stick shoved up your ass. Dude, you gotta loosen up. How else are you going to have fun?"

Sighing I turned around to face Seth. "Seth, I know that you like them but that doesn't mean I do. So just drop that 'they-are-so-great-oh-my-god-they're-so-cool' attitude. They are our enemies. Simple as that." I said glaring at him. The last thing I wanted was to phase this early in the morning, plus I had a limited supply of jeans.

Seth stopped his whining and studied my face with intensity. For some reason I felt very exposed under his gaze and felt my mask cracking.

"This is about Bella isn't it?"

I froze. Was it about Bella? Of course it wasn't it. She'd left me for that bloodsucker. I knew I had no chance no matter how much I would have liked otherwise but I didn't see her like that anymore. To me now she was just like a best friend and maybe another sister. Why Seth still thought I liked her was beyond me. Maybe he'd eaten to much raw meat and it was finally getting to his head. Who knew?

"For the last time, this isn't about Bella!" I snapped.

I didn't mean for it to sound like I was angry at him but like I'd said, I wasn't a morning person and since it was only 4:00am according to my watch, I had all right to be a bit annoyed.

"Okay, okay. I was only asking. Shit man, you have seriously gotta loosen up. You'll go prematurely grey the way you're acting." Seth said holding up two hands in surrender.

I smiled back at him, forgiving him and apologizing for how I'd spoke to him. He fell back into chatter as if all that hadn't happened and I was, once again, thankful for his happy-go-lucky attitude. Although it was usually a pain in the ass he was always there to break the tension.

"Come on man, let's go get some breakfast." Seth punched me in the shoulder as he opened the rusty screen door that led out to a small wooden patio. The dawn light poured in through the open door, lighting up the shadowed room and proved exactly how much dirt covered this place. Momentarily blinded by the amount of light actually came through, I stumbled out and successfully trip on a loose board then half fell, half bumped into Embry running across our patio with a handful of clothes streaming out behind him.

Not even stopping to say good morning he jumped off the edge of the wooden patio and landed gracefully on Paul's and Jared's whose cabin was situated next to ours. And good god did Jared snore last night.

Quil was hot on Embry's heels but he had the courtesy to tell me what had them running around like headless chickens at this hour of the morning.

"Dude. Run. She's. Gone. Batshit." He panted and took off like a galloping horse, joining Embry where he was crouched low in hiding on the far side of Paul and Jared's cabin.

"The Hell?" I asked Seth who was watching the scene unfold with cluelessness and amusement.

Jared and Paul had emerged from their cabin to see what the entire disturbance had been and were equally confused as I was. But the confusion didn't last long when Leah came storming out of her single cabin with a towel wrapped around her, thankfully covering her underwear and bra from our eyes. That was not an image I wanted in the morning.

"I'm going to skin you guys alive! Give me back my clothes now!!!" She screeched. I had an urge to cover my ears because the high pitch wailing that was coming out of her mouth was enough to attract all dogs in a fifty kilometer radius. I felt as if my ears were about to burst.

"Ew." Seth turned around and walked back into our cabin, obviously not ever wanting to see his sister like that. Even though it was pretty much unavoidable at times when we were transforming, it still wasn't pretty for Seth having to see that. I felt the same way when I saw a memory of Rachel from Paul's overactive mind.

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After the clothing issue with Leah had been resolved by both Embry and Quill surrendering after Leah threatened their manhood's we all managed to get ready and out by 5:00am, all rather pissed off and annoyed. Paul had nearly phased after a trip to the bathroom turned nasty when he ran into one of the bloodsuckers, Emmett I think his name was. We were lucky enough to be able to drag a convulsing Paul away before the already tense situation took a turn for the worst. Overall, Paul's level of toleration was non-existent for the good part of the morning.

6:00am was the time for the rest of the campers to wake up and prepare for the day and whatever yawn inducing activities would be thrown at us.

Still half asleep, we – Embry, Quill, Paul, Jared, Seth, Leah and I – walked down the worn dirt path that led down to the enormous lake west to the camp. I didn't have to ask anyone to know we'd be forced to do some sort of torture involving that death trap.

So we walked down to the lake that somehow managed to look ten times creepier than it actually was although I knew Paul and Jared would never admit that. Nor would Leah, she was too pig-headed for that.

Watching the sun rise higher and disappear behind the cover of the ever persistent clouds that loomed over the forest we discussed strategies about how to deal with the leeches that had obviously been out and about all morning since we could spell them all over the camp grounds and why the hell we'd ever volunteered to attend the camp in the first place.

"I honestly don't think they'll prove to be a problem here. They eat animals not humans so why do we need to worry anyway?" Seth asked.

We were all seated on a natural formation of boulders that overlooked the lake and forest. Paul and Jared were leaning against the lowest of them and were sitting down on all the pebbles and rocks that littered the lakes shore. Leah was at the highest point, no surprise there seeing she thought she was the ruler of the pack and Seth, Embry, Quill and I were just sitting randomly all over the place.

"You don't think they'll be a problem!" Leah scoffed from her high perch.

"God Seth, they are bloody vampires. No pun intended." Quill grinned.

Handfuls of rocks were pelted at Quill but he just laughed it off and we all soon joined in.

"I guess they might not start munching on the teens here but you never know, one of them could always slip. It's happened before." Jarred spoke quietly staring out across the fog cover water.

No one said anything as we were all collected into to our own thoughts about what had happened at a camp the last time the Cullen's had attended. Suspicions and cover-ups had taken place and no one wanted a repeat of the horrors. She'd never deserved what happened and even though it was long in the past, even before any of us was werewolves, we were all around when it occurred. Only now did we understand what really took place at Camp Tinaroo.

"That's not going to happen again. It's why we are here. To make sure no one else gets hurt." Paul growled.

None of us had taken it harder than Paul had. He'd known her and when the unbelievable happened he had been distort and completely consumed with raw pain and hurt. It'd been a long time since we saw him really smile again but when he did we were all relieved and now that he had Rachel he always smiled with her around. I guess something good had come out of him imprinting my sister although I still wasn't comfortable about what memories we'd unfortunately caught glimpses of, of what went on behind closed doors.

"Paul's right," Leah whispered, the mood shifting from playfulness to seriousness in one second, "we have to make sure no one has to suffer because of those creatures. We have been born to protect and now that we have a purpose we mustn't fail."

Spoken with words of truth we all silently agreed and now I was certain we would stand as a pack, tall and strong and unbreakable, if the need arise. We were ready. We were going to succeed. Failure was not a word used with situations like these.