Chapter 12
I suck, I know... I am really sorry about how extremely late this chapter is. I haven't given up on this fic, I plan to finish this but life's been a bit crazy lately and I have been suffering from some insane writers block. Thank you for being so patient and an extra big thank you to those of you who reviewed my last chapter,Elvira Iula, ThisIsYourWaffleSpeaking, mel(dot)wolfgirl, kierra, BB-waters, hgmsnoopy, JellyBeane, brandibuckeye and laurazuleta, you guys rule =D
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Tony wasn't a morning person, he was pissed off at the best of times, but when he'd been rudely awoken before eight in the morning he was even more irritable than usual.
"Tony, I've got a job for you", came the gravelly voice from, worn from years of yelling and smoking to many cigarettes, from the other end of the line.
If it had been anyone else calling him at this time of the day he'd have told them to fuck off, well actually that was a lie, if it had been anyone else calling he wouldn't have even answered his damn phone. No matter the time of day he never ignored a call from the man on the other end of the phone, not if he wanted to live longer than a week anyway. Tony was a dangerous man, a hardened man, but even he was a little scared of his employer, Gabe wasn't the sort of man you ignored.
"What sort of job?" He asked, his tone slightly pissed off as he sat up in his bed, using one hand to rub his eyes free of sleep. Deadly or not, it was six o'clock in the fucking morning.
"I have a very important friend who needs a job done, it's dangerous, but he's got a lot of money and he's willing to pay", the voice told him, sounding somewhat excited. "You're the best I've got, I want you in on this Tony".
Tony thought that was fucking typical, all Gabe ever thought about was money. "Yeah that's brilliant Gabe, but what the hell is this job?" he asked again, gritting his teeth in annoyance as the man on the other end of the phone hummed thoughtfully, his tone deceivingly light considering what he was about to ask.
"My guy needs something picked up for him and you're the only guy I could think of for a job like this. The package is somewhat heavily guarded but he'll handle that. Your jobs easier, you're in and out before anyone even realises you've been there", the voice explained lowly.
"Something huh?... Is it a what or a who Gabe?" he asked curiously, not that it really mattered to him, he'd do the job regardless, he wasn't about to turn down the promise of money.
"What does it matter?" he snapped, making Tony wince. Gabe wasn't a fun man to be around when he was pissed off, it didn't happen often, but when it did it wasn't a pretty sight. "You in or out?"
"That depends, how much we're talking?" Tony asked, running a tired hand through his short blonde hair.
The other man chuckled darkly on the other end of the line, "enough, he must really want this package".
"Well then", Tony smiled a crooked smile, he never had been one to turn down easy money, "just name the time and place, I'm in".
Unfortunately for Tony, his newest job was going to be a lot more of a hassle than he could have ever imagined. Nothing was ever as easy as it seemed.
When Mac had rolled over that morning and found that Seth had already left for school she was slightly embarrassed about how disappointed she was. She'd only seen him a couple of hours ago, so it was completely ridiculous that she missed him already.
Once she was awake she just hadn't been able to drift back off to sleep, and so here she was going for a run at nine in the morning along the cracked pavements of the tiny coast side town.
She was pretending not to notice the young Quileute man jogging casually along a few yards behind her. She'd figured that Seth was going to watch her pretty closely after her little incident the other night, but she thought that 24 hour surveillance was over doing it just a little bit. Mac didn't know what she and Seth were, he was an overprotective idiot who turned into a giant wolf, but she knew that she liked him and she liked whatever they were.
She also knew Leah wasn't going to feel the same, which is why she was planning on avoiding her best friend like the plague for a few days, just until she'd calmed down enough that she wouldn't rip her head off on sight. As Mac ran she thought, she tried to stay positive, but after a few blocks her thoughts were becoming increasingly dark. She thought about vampires, mostly one vampire in particular. She thought about where he might be, what he might be doing, what he might be planning... She shuddered and slowed her run into a brisk walk, her not so stealthy protector did the same.
She walked most of the way home, not really in the mood for running anymore, and it was in this time that she received her first worried text message from Seth. It had made her smile and she internally chastised herself for letting herself get so excited over something so little and insignificant. She did text him back though, telling him that she was sure there were no cell phones allowed in class and that he should try listening to what his teachers were saying for a change.
Mac had never really been much of an athlete, and so her run/walk didn't really last that long. When she arrived home she was absolutely starving. That was probably because she'd forgotten to have breakfast before she'd gone on her fairly unsuccessful run, so, it was completely understandable that when she opened her breakfast cupboard, sweaty and hungry, and there was no cereal in sight she had a bit of a mental breakdown. Words were yelled, and a plate may have been broken and when she span angrily around and sighted a smug looking Leah lying on her couch munching an what was possibly a entire box of lucky charms and a gallon of milk in one of Mac's only mixing bowls, Mac just about had a heart attack.
"Holy fucking shit", Mac yelled, stumbling backwards and landing with a thud on the floor, causing Leah to laugh and spray milk out of her nose.
Mac glared at the milk covered, still chuckling she wolf, "What the fuck Leah?" She growled, standing carefully off the ground and rubbing her rear end gently. Just what she needed, another bruise, "how'd you even get in here?"
"The window", Leah replied easily, still smirking at her friend as she walked into the kitchen, her mixing bowl cradled close to her chest, in search of a towel to clean up the nose milk that currently covered her torn t-shirt and the corner of Mac's couch.
"Oh...Hey, is that my cereal Clearwater?" Mac asked her voice dangerously low, only now noticing the giant bowl of cereal Leah was feasting on.
"Huh?" Leah asked, glancing up from her mess at her silently fuming friend. "Ohhhh your cereal, yeah I was hungry, figured you wouldn't mind", she told her happily, settling back onto the couch and spooning another spoonful of Mac's cereal into her mouth.
"Damn it Leah", Mac growled tiredly. "What the fuck am I supposed to eat for breakfast?"
Leah shrugged easily giving her friend an easy smile around her latest mouthful. "You have bread, make some toast", Leah told her, chuckling softly when Mac glared at her and stormed over to the small cupboard where she kept her breakfast supplies, which had been seriously depleted by Leah's little visits over the last few weeks.
Mac decided that this had to be one of the biggest down side to being friends with a bunch of shape shifters, they ate every scrap of food that they could get their hands on, Mac often referred fondly, and sometimes not so fondly, to the siblings as her personal garbage disposal units.
Mac sighed as she pushed the little leaver down on her toaster and wondered over to the cupboard in search of something to put on her toast, a something that hopefully contained a lot of sugar. Unfortunately for her that cupboard had been raided as well and she had to make do with peanut butter. Mac was not really a peanut butter fan and so she glared angrily at the smirking she-wolf as she violently decapitated her toast, causing the she wolf's grin to grow.
"Sooo, got any plans today Mac?" Leah asked casually around the mouthful Mac's cereal.
Mac sighed, deciding that cereal theft was probably not a good enough reason to murder her best friend and that maybe eating and entire batch of Sues muffins before Leah could would be more appropriate. "Nothing really. Why, what'd you have in mind?" She asked carefully, her eyes narrowing at the mischievous smile that flashed across the older girls face.
"Well, in that case I'm in", Mac drawled lazily, smiling as Leah tipped back her mixing bowl and drained the last of the milk and cereal bits. Mac chose not to tell the she wolf about the lovely milk moustache she was now sporting. "I know that look, and it's always followed by something amusing".
Leah smirked at the dark headed girl, who was now staring blandly at her last slice of peanut better toast, a mix of disgust and anger plastered on her face.
"So what does this secret activity, that will no doubt get me in enormous amounts of trouble, involve?" Mac asked as she dumped the last piece of her toast in the bin, choosing to starve rather than suffer through another mouthful of the disgusting stuff smothering her toast.
"Who", Leah corrected, waggling her eyebrow at her now grinning friend.
Mac snorted, and plopped down noisily on the couch, watching her friend expectantly. "And which who are we speaking of this time?"
"A certain Alpha who thought it'd be funny to steal my last piece of cake. I had been saving that all friggen day, for when I finished patrol. Said Alpha then had the audacity to deny stealing my cake, even though he still had crumbs all over his damn shirt... bastard", Leah grumbled darkly. "No one takes my cake, Alpha or friggen not".
Mac grinned at Leah's annoyance, sometimes she found it funny how easy it was to piss her closest friend off. "So, what's the plan then?" she asked, cracking her knuckles and giving her friend an expectant look.
The look that crossed Leah's face actually scared Mac a little, but not nearly as much as the tone she used to describe, in great detail, her plan. It was daring, simple, and more than a little bit evil, and Mac wondered if this would be the end of La Push's strongest wolf.
This was a conversation that Mac hadn't been looking forward to she'd been dreading it actually.
"Mac, what happened?" Leah asked, carefully as she stared at the scar on Mac's forearm. She'd noticed it as Mac had rolled her sleeve up, to start making the cookie dough, after she'd grilled her about the hand marks on her arms. It was safe to assume that Trey Carter would regret ever laying his hands on her.
"This scar?" Mac asked as she shifted uncomfortably and trailed a hand slowly over the distinct mark above her elbow. "I broke my arm about a year ago", she told her, hoping that would be enough for the she wolf, who'd mixed the dough and was working on rolling them into cookie-ish shapes.
"How?" Leah asked, her eyes not missing Mac's nervous shifting at her questioning.
"I fell", she said slowly, unsure how much she should reveal to her best friend, "through a glass door... and landed on my arm".
Leah stopped working the cookie dough and gave Mac a curious look, "I knew you were clumsy, but how the hell did you manage that?"
Mac cursed internally, she knew she was going to have to tell people about her past soon, but sometimes it was easier not to talk about it, then she could pretend that it had never really happened. "Ok, so I didn't fall exactly... It was more like I was thrown through the glass door, I have a few others", she told Leah awkwardly pointing to a few lighter, much less obvious scars on her arm. Most of the scars Mac had had faded quickly, hardly noticeable to normal people with normal vision, but to the wolves (and vampires) they were much more visible, it was why Mac choose to wear clothes that covered her arms, which along with her stomach, were the worst affected areas on her body.
"THROWN?" Leah growled loudly, "who the hell threw you through a fucking window Mac?"
"Do you really need to ask that Leah?" She asked quietly, slowly rolling the sleeves of her sweat shirt back down.
"That leech did this to you?" she questioned lowly, her hands shaking slightly at the thought of a leech hurting her best friend. "When?"
Mac sighed, putting their attempt at cookies into the oven before heading over to the couch and collapsing onto the soft cushions, "About a year ago", she told her, her voice quiet as she remembered back to the night she got the multiple scars that covered her.
Leah ran her hand through her short hair and followed Mac into the small living room, sitting down on the chair closest to the door and furthest away from Mac. "You're my best friend Mac and I don't know a thing about you before you came here. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but I want to know what happened to you before you came here..." she trailed off, unsure of how to continue.
Mac sighed tiredly, she'd thought about telling the Clearwater's about her past lately, but she was scared. She was scared of what they would think and what they would do. "The night I got this scar, was the night I met Annabeth and Oscar the first time. It was the night they saved my life... I'm not sure what really happened, until recently I couldn't remember anything at all about that night..." She started reluctantly, "but since I've been here bits and pieces have been coming back to me".
"The nightmares?" Leah questioned quietly, watching her friends slightly pained looking face.
"Yeah, I've been having them since it happened, but I'd always forget what they were about, until I came here... Then I started to be able to remember them. I wish I hadn't", she said, her voice barely a whisper.
"I remember the start of the night clearly enough, my parents had taken my younger brother and sister out for tea to celebrate my sisters five billionth A friggen plus, I didn't really want to go so I stayed at home. I invited a few friends over and one thing lead to the next you know? By the time my parents go home shit was well and truly out of hand... They were very unimpressed", Mac told Leah with a quiet chuckle. "My dad kicked everyone out, yelled at me a little, uh well a lot actually, and he sent me to my room. I went to sleep pretty fast, being as drunk as I was. I wasn't asleep very long when the screaming started..." Out of all of the memories Mac had from that night, the sound of the screaming was the worst.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to Mac", Leah said quietly as she watched her friend stand trembling from the couch and start pacing around the small living room. She sighed as her friend shot her a determined look even though Leah was pretty sure she was on the verge of tears.
"I've told you half the story, might as well finish it off", she told her shakily, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hands. "Don't tell Seth though, don't think about it when you're both patrolling, I might tell him one day but not right now..."
Leah frowned but nodded, glancing down at her beat up cell phone beside her as it started vibrating. She didn't even have to look at the number flashing across the screen to know who was calling. "Speak of the devil huh?" she muttered before picking the phone off the couch and answering it, her tone bored and a little annoyed, "She's fine Seth, stop being such a friggen worry wart... No... None of your business little brother, where having girly time or whatever and you have school, if you skip again Mom's gunna kill you... If you stop calling I'll let you talk to her. Fine..."
"Mac, Seth wants to talk to you", Leah said drolly handing the still pacing girl the phone.
Mac gave Leah a surprised look and took the phone cautiously from the older girl before raising it to her ear, "Hello..."
"You alright Mac?" came Seth's worried voice from the other end of the line. Mac frowned, thinking that it seemed weird how he always seemed to know when she was upset. Her second thought was that he was supposed to be in school, preferably learning something. Sue would kill him if she knew that Seth was sneaking out of class to ring her.
"I'm fine, Seth", she told him in a voice that sounded pretty damn convincing to her, the silence on the other end of the line begged to differ. "Stop being a friggen worry wart. What made you think there was something wrong with me in the first place?" She asked, her eyebrow raised questioningly, even though he couldn't see it.
Mac took note of the uncomfortable silence before Seth spluttered out some answer about him just checking in on her.
"Well, checking up on me was a massive waste of your learning time Seth Clearwater, I'm fine, so get your over worrying ass back to class and learn something, ok?" She told him, smiling at the slightly offended noise that he made at the comment about him over worrying.
"But its sooooooooooooo boring Mac", he whined sadly, his voice echoing in a way that signalled to Mac that he was probably hiding out in one of La Push highs bathrooms. "When the hell am I ever going to find a use for trigonometry? When would that shit come in handy? I would much rather spend my assigned trigonometry learning time hiding the bathroom and talking to you", he finished with a huff sounding not unlike an unhappy child.
"I know I'm awesome and all Seth, but you should take you're education more seriously... If you don't, I'll tell your Mom", Mac threatened.
"What? You wouldn't..." he challenged, his voice not sounding anywhere near as confident as he would have hoped.
"Oh I would and you know it", Mac told him lowly. "Now get your over protective self back to class ok?" she told him her voice softening at the resigned sigh that she could hear escape him. "I'll see you when you get back from school".
"That a promise?" he asked, his voice lowering sexily, making her shiver and Leah roll her eyes and nail Mac in the head with a pillow.
"Well, yeah, if I'm not busy. I'm a very busy lady Seth but I reckon I can fit you into my afternoon plans somewhere", she told him seriously once she had recovered from what she thought was a rather unnecessary pillow to the head.
He laughed at that, "I'll see you soon then", he told her his voice soft but still tinged with worry.
"Have fun", she chirped cheekily, listening to him grumble a bit before ending the call and throwing the beat up cell phone back to Leah.
Mac was slightly embarrassed about the fact that even talking to Seth seemed to calm her down, even if it was only a little.
"You don't have to finish Mac..."Leah said quietly, watching as Mac's face once again became torn and pained.
Mac shrugged and glanced at the phone again, "just don't tell Seth..."
"I won't", Leah promised, watching her friend quietly.
"I ran down the stairs, all I could hear was my Mom... Fuck Leah, I can't get the noise of her screaming out of my head..." Mac choked out, her hands shaking, the comfort gained from talking to Seth gone.
"After I came down the stairs, there's a big blank spot. I can't remember seeing anyone else, I don't even know what happened to them Leah. There was so much blood... I don't know if anyone could have survived that..." she choked out, slumping down on the couch. "I just remember being so fucking scared... I knew I was going to die. His eyes were blood red and no matter how loud I screamed no one came. There was no one. Just me and him... I knew he wasn't human. You could just tell, they way he walked, his voice, his eyes... his smile. Something was just so wrong about him..."
Leah nodded in agreement, no matter how hard they tried vampires always stood out.
"I tried to fight him but he was way too strong, and he was so cold. Then he..." she paused, looking slightly pale before continuing in a shaky voice. "He said something about how I smelt delicious, which made me scream even louder because I really didn't want to die... Fuck. I was just so damn scared Leah..."
Leah would have given Mac a hug, something to show her how sorry she was that Mac had to go through that, as her friend paused her story and ran a trembling hand through her hair but she was too busy trying to control her trembling and the feeling of disgust that was bubbling in the pit of her stomach. Knowing that a leech had been that close to her best friend, to one of the packs imprints, her brothers imprint, it made her want to rip someone's head off, that someone being a certain elusive vampire.
"Annabeth and Oscar must have arrived then, someone tackled him, which sent me flying through the glass doors. That's how I got the scars..." she informed the horrified looking she wolf, pointing the scar on her arm from where her bone had come up through the skin when she'd hit the grass and then rolling up her t-shirt, revealing the jagged pink scar that ran from her belly button to her hip. She trailed her fingers softly along the pink mark, shrugging and rolling her shirt back down as Leah growled lowly and stood up off her seat, positioning herself on the far side of the room, near the door, because she wasn't sure how much more of this story she could listen to without exploding into her furry other half.
"Next thing I wake up in hospital, where I met Annabeth and Oscar, they convinced me to leave with them. That'd it'd be safer for everyone around me if I stayed away until they'd caught him, I was scared and confused but they explained to me how much danger my friends... and whatever family I have left would be in if I stayed... I've been with them ever since", Mac finished simply, ignoring the tears that had started streaming down her cheeks. She abruptly and walked quickly into the kitchen where she searched through the cupboards until she found herself some much needed sugar.
"So now you know what happened. Kind of, not even I can remember exactly what happened", she said with a sigh, munching on the bag of peanut M&Ms she'd discovered at the very back of the cupboard. She was still trembling a little and she couldn't get the image of his blood red eyes and haunting smile out of her mind, but she was sure that the chocolate was making her feel just a little bit better.
Leah was standing in the corner, trying to stop her shaking hands after hearing when the horror story her best friend had lived through, when she smelt something she should have noticed sooner. Smoke. With a curse she sprinted past Mac, who'd regained a bit of her composure with the help of chocolate, and over to the oven, where the smoke had just started to leak out of the oven door.
Mac and Leah had stood staring at the smoking cookies of doom for a couple of minutes in silence before Mac smiled, and stated that these were sure to make Jake regret eating Leah's muffins. Leah had chuckled and given Mac a quick one armed hug, ruffling her hair fondly and telling her she'd see her at dinner time before leaving for patrol.
Instead of cleaning up the disaster zone that was now her kitchen Mac wondered slowly to her room, the bag of peanut M&Ms clutched in one hand. She was sure she'd feel a little bit better after she'd finished off the bag of chocolate and had a quick nap.
She was wrong. Instead all that achieved was another nightmare and a near frantic phone call from Seth.
It was after that little incident that Mac decided she needed to confront Seth about the fact he could always tell when she was upset, when something was wrong. The rest of her day was spent planning a way for her to broach the subject.
As soon as the school bell rang Seth didn't waste any time in grabbing his latest load of homework and getting the hell out of the stinky, cramped building he was forced to spend way to many hours a day in, listening to boring teachers drone on and on about shit he didn't even care about. Shit that he was sure would never, ever come in handy for him, hell for anyone, once he'd left school.
Seth was always glad to get out of school, but today he was even more eager than usual. Today he was going to ask Mac to be his girlfriend, and he was nervous as hell. He was nervous for two reasons, first of all he was never sure what Mac was going to do, he knew she liked him, knew she wanted him, but that didn't mean she'd want to be his girlfriend, Mac was hard to predict at the best of times, so asking the girl out, his imprint, was a little off putting. The second reason was because Leah was going to be pissed. He'd thought about telling her before Mac because he knew how close the two were but then he'd realised that it shouldn't matter.
He shouldn't have to ask his sisters permission to ask out his imprint. The girl he was destined to be with, that his wolf had chosen for him. Leah would just have to get used to it because if he had his way he and his imprint were going to be together for the rest of their lives.
It wasn't long after all but sprinting down the cracked pavements of La Push that Seth arrived at Mac's front door. He was fidgeting a little more than usual, his smile was a little more nervous, his hands were a little sweatier and he may or may not have been absolutely freaking out on the inside.
What the hell was he going to if she rejected him?
Man... Seth paused, his hand hovering over the door knob as he imagined his imprint rejecting him, for the hundredth time that day, and cringed, mentally yelling at his hand to start working again and open the friggen door.
His hand was still hovering over the door handle, when the door flew open causing him to release a girly and very familiar squeal.
Seth, who'd been completely focused on trying to force his hand into working hadn't been paying attention to what Mac was doing, and hadn't heard her reach for the door.
So the surprised Beta ended up stumbling backwards, tripping and landing on his butt, staring up at a very bewildered and slightly amused Mac.
"I heard that", she chirped, grinning cheekily at the Beta as he him blushed and ducked his head.
"You heard nothing..." he told the giggling young woman uncomfortably, smiling and standing up off the damp ground.
She gave him a gentle pat on the shoulder as she turned and walked back into her house, "Keep telling yourself that Clearwater", she snickered, giving the grumbling wolf an evil looking smirk.
"You're so mean to me", Seth pouted, following the smirking imprint back into the house. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the state of her small kitchen, to say it was a mess was a severe understatement. There was flour everywhere, including all over Mac. It was on the walls, the small bench, the floor... the room looked like it had been hit by a tornado. And the smell...
Seth wrinkled his nose, and gave the floury Mac a worried look. "What the hell happened in here?" he asked slowly, leaning over and wiping a small patch of flour off Macs nose.
She grinned at him happily, looking slightly embarrassed as she surveyed her handy work. "I was baking with Leah..." she told him, flushing slightly as the grinning Seth moved his hand from her nose to her cheek, removing even more flour as he went. Just how she managed to make this much mess was beyond him, he was actually kind of impressed.
"You don't bake Mac... And Leah sure as hell doesn't bake, you both hate cooking..." he trailed off, glancing worriedly towards the container that he was sure enclosed the product of Mac's efforts. Whatever was in there sure didn't smell like any cookies he'd ever smelt. They smelt... wrong... So, so wrong.
She gave the Beta a sly smile, opening the container and removing one of the dark, hockey puck shaped disc from inside. "I made them for the almighty Alpha", she explained, gingerly sniffing the "cookie", "he ate all of Leah's the other day and so, realising that he was starving I took it upon myself to bake him his own cookies, so he won't have to steal Leah's and risk death possible death or disfigurement more just because he was hungry".
"Ahhh Mac..." Seth started carefully, unsure of how to tell his imprint that her cookies smelt potentially lethal. "They're kinda... ah... burnt..." he trailed off, cringing at the "go die" look he was now receiving from the flour covered young woman.
"They're not burnt Seth", Mac growled, clutching the container protectively to her chest. "They're just a little bit crispy, that's all".
Seth sighed, feeling more than a little sorry for his alpha in this moment, and patted Mac fondly on the head. "Crispy it is", he allowed with a smile, they were her first batch of cookies after all, and Seth thought it was awfully nice of her to spend so much time making something for the supposedly starving Jake. He was pretty sure that the Alpha was about to learn his lesson for stealing Leah's cookies.
"Can we take them over on the way to your house for dinner?" Mac asked hopefully, flashing Seth her best puppy dog eyes.
"Yeah, of course we can", He told her, chuckling and wrapping his arms around her waist, giving her a quick kiss on top of her head. "Jake will be thrilled".
"He better be", she growled lowly, "took me half of the frigging day to make these babies".
"How was school?" Mac asked him, leaning back slightly so her head was resting on Seth chest, causing him to rumble in approval and his grip to tighten slightly on her waist.
"Awful", he told her with a pout and a dramatic sigh. "It was noisy, boring and Mrs Johnston told me off for eating in class! I'm a growing, shape shifting, teenage boy and I was hungry, I really think she should try be a tad more understanding".
Mac snickered quietly, muttering something about the fact that Seth was always hungry. Always. And that maybe he should have been sneakier in consuming food in class, he'd told her many times of his ninja like stealth abilities. Maybe it was time he put these into practice?
"Are you insinuating that I am in fact, not ninja like at all?" asked her, his tone offended.
"I'm simply stating that in the time I've known you I have yet to see these so called ninja stealth abilities", she told him with a shrug.
"Maybe I just don't want to scare you with my awesomeness", he told her, grinning at the disbelieving noise she made at that statement. "You're really starting to hurt my pride Mac", he told her, leaning over her and placing a soft kiss on her cheek.
She smiled, leaning closer to him, allowing him to place another soft kiss closer to her lips, "you're a big boy Seth, I'm sure you'll get over it", she told him cheekily.
He growled playfully at her, spinning her in his arms so she was facing him. He gave her and evil grin as one of his arms trailed down her delicate sides, causing her smile to be replaced with a look of absolute horror.
"Don't you dare Seth Clearwater", she growled, attempting to escape the steely hold his remaining hand had on her waist. "I swear to God Seth..."
"Lighten up Mac", the Beta chuckled, placing his hand on the small of her back, feeling her relax as he did. Mac was possibly the most ticklish person he had ever met and he was constantly taking advantage of this fact. "So, how was your day?" he asked softly, his fingers tracing little patterns on her back that made her smile and blush lightly.
"It was pretty good", she told him, avoiding his gaze as he smirked at her colouring cheeks. "Leah came over, ate my cereal, ranted about Jake eating her cookies, so we decided I should bake him some cookies, so he won't have to steal hers. And that's pretty much what I've been doing for the whole day".
"Sounds better than school", he laughed, glancing nervously at the container whose contents may in fact be the death of his Alpha.
"Most things are better than school", she told her, stepping forward and resting her fore head on his chest.
"You know what's significantly better than school?" He asked her, his expression slightly nervous.
"What?" Mac asked suspiciously, her voice muffled by Seth's chest.
"Getting to come back here and see you", he told her, noting the way her heart sped up as he did.
"Really?" she asked, not looking up from Seth's chest, her tone more than a little sceptical.
"Ah, yeah", he laughed matter of factly. "So much better..."
"Good answer", she chuckled, glancing up at him carefully.
He smiled at her softly as he tilted her head back with his hand, placing sloppy kisses on her cheeks, forehead and nose before meeting her awaiting lips with his.
It was in this moment that Seth Clearwater decided that kissing his imprint was possibly his favourite thing in the world. He probably could have continued kissing her for the rest of the day, hell, he wouldn't have minded kissing her for the rest of his damn life, but as there kiss became increasingly passionate, her tongue sliding against his, his breath growing more ragged by the second and her legs wrapping securely around his waist as he hoisted her up so he could reach her more easily, he remembered that he actually came here with a purpose, and as much as he was enjoying this, and he was really enjoying this, kissing Mac senseless wasn't it. They could continue this after she'd agreed to be his girlfriend. If she agreed to be his girlfriend... hell, now he was nervous again.
Mac could sense Seth's change in mood, and she pulled away, giving him a nervous look. "I'm sorry", she said quietly, untangling herself from the panting Seth and straighten her clothing hurriedly. "I got a little carried away".
Seth chuckled huskily, "Mac, stop damn apologising. You can get carried away like that whenever you want, as much as you want".
"Then what's wrong?" she asked him, blushing at his comment and the wicked grin that accompanied it.
The smile on Seth's face was replaced by a slightly scared and very anxious expression. "Nothing's wrong..." he told her, ignoring the disbelieving look she shot him. "I just... well, I came over here to ask you something..."
"And that something is?..." Mac asked, her expression nervous.
"I want you to be my girl Mac. Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked, his tone firm and strong as he evaluated Mac's expression carefully.
"Me?" Mac asked, her expression shocked, "you want me to be your girlfriend?"
"Ummm, yes" he said, slightly confused. "You're the only other person here Mac".
"Are you sure Seth?" She asked, watching him carefully for any sign he may be coming to his senses. "I'm like... weird, crazy, completely fucking bonkers, I've accepted this fact long ago but are you sure you want me to be your girlfriend?"
Seth gave her an exasperated look, sighing and running his hand through his short hair. "Mac, have you met my friends? My family? Me? I can handle weird, I think I prefer it actually. So can you stop selling yourself short and answer my question, please? I'm starting to get a little worried". That was an understatement, he was freaking out internally.
Mac glanced down at the floor, wringing her hands nervously as she debated her answer. She wanted to say yes, but she was worried. She was worried about having to leave one day and hurting him. And about how much harder leaving him would be when her feelings were growing for the goofy, kind, incredibly handsome Beta everyday she spent with him. She was worried about hurting him, hurting her and about what Leah and Sue would say, but as he shifted nervously, his heart in his eyes, she knew that she really wanted to be with him. To hell with later, with the future, with what everyone else thought. She was here now, with him, and she wanted to be his girlfriend. Right now nothing would make her happier. Except maybe the death of a certain vampire.
"Well, don't say I didn't warn you Clearwater", she told him, smiling at the shocked expression that crossed his face.
"Is that a yes?" He asked, the shadow of a smile making its way into his face.
"That's a yes".
He moved so quick that she barely had any time to let out a squeal of shock as he swept her up in his arms, showering her face and neck with sloppy wet kisses.
"Ew Seth", Mac growled despite her smile. "Stop friggen slobbering all over my face. It's nasty and I don't want to catch rabies or some shit".
"Oh ha ha, you're so funny", he grumbled sarcastically, kissing her gently on the lips one more time for good measure.
She shrugged dismissively, wriggling in Seth's arms as she made herself more comfortable against his chest, "just because you're my boyfriend doesn't mean I'm going to be nice to you Seth".
Seth smiled, settling on the small couch in Macs living room, "I wouldn't expect any less", he told her truthfully.
"Soooo..." Mac started her face completely serious. "Are you cool with me having more than one boyfriend? Or am I going to have to break up with the other guy I've been seeing while you were at school?"
Seth spluttered a little, regaining his composure before giving his imprint a not often seen glare, "So, so funny Mac... You should probably consider becoming a comedian", he told her, ninety five percent sure that she was in fact joking.
"Damn, you're not cool with it?" Mac sighed sadly. "Jake's gunna be really cut up about this, I think he was just starting to get serious. I did tell him though, I said Jacob Black, don't you go getting any ideas about us, I'm in this purely for your hunky figure and nifty Alpha powers. But he just had to go and get all Mac's so awesome I can't let her be with my Bet-"...
Seth smiled as Mac glared at him, her rant cut short by the hand that was now covering her mouth. "Maybe Jake doesn't deserve those cookies after all", Seth said thoughtfully. "I mean some best friend, trying to steal my girl... Plus, I'm hunkier and I have super cool Beta/ninja abilities", he finished certainly, ignoring Mac's eye roll and muffled snort of amusement at his insistence about his stealth skills.
"Mhhhphhh..."
"What was that Mac?" Seth asked, smiling easily at his glaring imprint who was still leaning against his warm chest.
"Hmmmphhh Nmmm?"
"Seriously Mac, you need to speak up", Seth told her, his face completely serious. "I can't understand a word your- Ew Mac! Did you just lick me?" He asked, his expression mildly disgusted as he wiped the Mac slobber from his hand and onto her t-shirt.
"Yes. Yes I did, serves your stupid ass right for trying to silence me", she told him happily, "Jake would never have done that to me, he's too much of a gentleman for such acts".
Seth snorted loudly, shaking his head and giving his girlfriend an unimpressed look. It was after her last comment that he decided that tickling Mac was an appropriate form of punishment, but after five minutes and her nearly wetting her pants he relented his attack. He supposed it was nearly dinner time, and his Mom hated it when they were late for dinner.
He could tell Mac was more nervous than usual about seeing his Mom and sister, he was too. He really hoped Leah wouldn't be to upset about him asking Mac out.
She knew it was bound to happen sooner or later, she was just hoping for later.
Once again, I'm so sorry for taking so long to update, even after all that time I'm still not very happy with this chapter but I hope you enjoyed it. I promise to try crank out the next chapter a bit faster =)
Thank you for reading =D