The Bride and the Motorbike

Disclaimer: all characters and copyright belong to Stephanie Meyer.

Part Eleven

Bella gazed up into Jacob's warm brown eyes as he hovered above her. He couldn't tear his own eyes away from hers. She reached up and tangled her hand in the hair at the nape of his neck. It had grown longer in the weeks when Jacob had hidden away from the world as a wolf. They were on the verge of making love again, both of them were naked and sweaty after rolling around on the forest floor, but they had one major problem. They had no protection. The condoms were in the house.

"Jake can't you sneak in there quickly and get them?" Bella whispered.

"Bells look at me. Can you imagine the fall out if I was caught unexpectedly striding naked into my room with this," Jacob replied, looking down at his prominent erection.

Bella followed his gaze and a huge smile spread across her face."Wow Jake are all the wolf pack as large as..."

Jacob glared at her in irritation."I don't go looking thank you very much. What are we going to do?"

Bella gave a big sigh. "How about I try and sneak in. If you lever open the window I could climb in, grab what we need and hey presto."

"Really Bells! Come on you are so clumsy half the res will hear you sneaking about." Jacob tried to keep the amusement from his voice.

"Alright then, playtime's over then." Bella huffed as she pushed against his chest and rolled from under him.

Groaning in defeat Jacob stood up and tried to embrace her. "I was only joking honey. Come back here."

"No Jake, we can't be reckless. I am not taking the risk." Bella declared adamantly.

Deep inside Jacob knew she was right but it was still frustrating all the same. He watched as she pulled on her abandoned clothes and he finally did the same, yanking his shorts on so hard he nearly ripped them. This set Bella off giggling and he playfully swept her up in his arms and ran with her toward the house.

As they approached the outskirts of the property Jacob became aware of loud music being played. It was coming from inside his home. He glanced at Bella to see if she could hear it too and he saw her frowning.

"What music is that? I recognise it. Is it coming from your house Jake?" Bella asked curiously.

"It's the Rolling Stones," Jacob said sullenly.

"The Rolling Stones? I didn't know your dad was a fan." Bella replied as she looked up at Jacob's suddenly glum expression.

"He isn't..."

"Well if it isn't Billy, who is?"

"Charlie."

"My dad? I have never heard him play any Rolling Stones tracks." Bella stared over at the house as the music blared loudly.

Jacob gave a loud sigh. "Yeah he is, especially when he has been drinking the hard stuff that my dad and the other miscreants brew on a regular basis. "

Bella's eyes widened in shock. "Hard stuff? My dad, the chief of police, drinking illegal moonshine. I refuse to believe it."

"You really don't know him all that well Bells. Don't forget your dad and mine have been friends since forever, before he joined the police force Charlie was well known for getting into scrapes with my dad and Harry." Jacob explained. He reached out and gently ran his fingers through Bella's tangled hair.

"Oh my god. Since I have moved back home though I have never seen him indulge..." Bella stopped short when she caught Jacob's raised eyebrows.

"The last time he got seriously drunk was when you announced your engagement to the leech. You were too caught up in the wedding furore to really notice how unhappy your dad was about it Bells. He tried to put a brave face on it for your sake." Jacob finally admitted.

Bella buried her face in her hands at his words. How selfish and self absorbed was she? Not only had she hurt Jake deeply but her dad too. She felt Jacob's warm hands on her shoulders as he gently massaged the tension away.

"What can have set him and your dad off this time then?" Bella mumbled.

A tense look crossed Jacob's face. "Err...you're not going to like this Bells but I think they probably saw the evidence. I mean we had to make a quick getaway and I certainly didn't have time to dispose of the co..."

"No, no, no, no. Jake please tell me my dad did not see that." Bella's face was now a very dark shade of red. Jacob could feel the heat pouring off of her, even with his high temperature.

"I'm sorry honey but they must have done. Come on let's just face them and get it over with. They are probably so plastered right now that they will not even mention It." Jacob said hopefully.

Putting his arm around Bella's shoulder, Jake led her toward his house. As they approached they could hear more of the songs that were being blasted out at such a high volume and with it a rather deep, out of tune voice was warbling along with the song lyrics.

"Gimme Shelter, Oh, a storm is threatening, my very life todayyyyyyyy..."

Bella put her hands over her ears. Her dad really couldn't sing. Jacob winced as his own father's voice joined Charlie in the chorus.

"War, children it's just a shot awayyyy. Ooh see the fire swee..."

"They're terrible Jake. Half the res must be able to hear them. They must be really out of it. Are you sure it's a good time to confront them?" Bella enquired.

"I don't think any time is a good time Bells. At least maybe we can put a stop to their impromptu karaoke session."

Bella took a deep breath and with her hand firmly enclosed in Jacob's, she shoved open the front door to the house. The only light was coming from the television screen which illuminated the scene in front of them. Billy was sitting in his wheel chair, his head was thrown back while he was singing and his hands were playing an imaginary guitar. Charlie was stumbling around with his eyes partially closed attempting to dance.

Charlie was wearing an old t-shirt with the 'Rolling Stones' emblazoned across it. Unfortunately it must have been one from his youth as it did not quite cover his belly. Billy had his hair pulled back clumsily in a band and he too was wearing a t-shirt, drink had been spilled down the front, darkening the material. The song ended and Charlie started to clap noisily.

"Anover one Bwill," He mumbled as he swayed alarmingly in his attempt to walk over to the stereo.

"I think that is enough." Jacob said, making his presence known.

Billy stared over in his son's general direction. It took him a moment to get his bearings and recognise that it was actually Jacob standing before him. A sly grin crossed his face and he swivelled his chair, making his way over to the cabinet. He started to fumble around until he found what he was looking for. To the youngster's embarrassment, Billy waved the packet of condoms in the air.

"Hey ole man. How many again?" Billy slurred.

Charlie whipped around quickly and fell over onto his ass as he realised that his daughter was standing in the room. He tried to focus on her, but her image wouldn't stay in one place. He held up his hand and tried to make three fingers, but ended up with five.

"Free Bwill, free. I tell ya." Charlie tried to glare at Bella but she just kept moving about in his vision. At one point he thought there was four of her.

"Dad are you okay?" Bella asked anxiously as she moved toward him.

"Yesh, your dad ain't shtupid." Charlie mumbled, trying to get up but failing miserably.

Jacob motioned for Bella to stay back. Striding forward he hauled Charlie to his feet and guided him toward the sofa. Billy was still waving the packet of condoms about, so as he passed Jacob whipped them out of his dad's hand.

"I'll have those thanks, old man. I can't believe you would let Charlie drink this stuff. He can't take it and in your condition, neither can you. "Jacob reprimanded his father.

Billy just chuckled to himself and mumbled the word three under his breath. "You're such a spoilsport Jake. You can have fun but yer ole father can't, eh."

"Give it a rest dad. We will talk when you two have sobered up a bit."

Billy huffed and turned his chair toward the bathroom. He tried to enter inside but his co ordination was shot so he kept bumping the wheels into the door frame. Rolling his eyes Jake gently guided his dad in the right direction. Bella meanwhile was now sitting next to her dad, a bowl in her hand as he started to groan in pain.

"I fweel sick..." Charlie moaned.

Bella turned her head away as he puked up the contents of his stomach in the bowl. From the sounds emanating from the bathroom it seemed Billy was doing the same.

An hour later after both of their father's had been cleaned up and settled comfortably in bed, Jacob and Bella flopped exhausted back onto the sofa. Loud snores could be heard coming from Jacob's old room, where they had placed Charlie. Billy was in his own room further down the hall.

"I can't believe they would get so drunk like that Jake. What a day? It's been one thing after another!" Bella stretched her whole body like a cat and Jacob watched her with eyes filled with love. He leaned down and kissed her deeply on the mouth.

"Love you honey," He murmured.

"Love you too Jacob, so much," Bella whispered in reply.

In the hallway the clock ticked closer to eight.

A/N-Please let me know what you think, thanks.