Chapter 13

Will's POV

I woke yet again feeling Neah's body intertwined with mine. This time with a handful of her curly locks, as her head rested at my chest as I looked down at her, she started to stir and eventually looked up at me. "Hey," I said as she rubbed her eyes and maneuvered upright.

"Hey," she sighed deeply and crawled to the foot of the bed. "Look, something weird is going on here."

"You mean the fact that one of us had imprinted?" I said joining her at the foot of the bed.

"No! No, that . . . that's not what happened?" She stood up and started to pace groggily. "It's just that our parents put this idea in our heads and now everything is all weird." She protested and I looked at her like she was losing her mind. "Stop looking at me that way!" It was funny how she could whine and growl at the same time.

"Fine, if that's the case I dare you not to end up in my bed tonight." I said as I walked past her to leave the room which was easier said than done.

"Hey, where are you going?" She said following me downstairs.

"I have plans with my granddad we're going fishing." I said as I made my way through the house, and realized how empty it was. That wasn't good now that I'd had Miss Sue's cooking I was really looking forward to breakfast. I fumbled through the cabinets looking for the next best alternative and I found a box of cereal and some milk. Then looked at my poor pathetic alpha, she looked so lost and confused. I pulled two bowls and sat one in front of her on the other side of the counter.

"I've never been fishing before," she said suggestively. That's what she was trying to figure out in her little head. She was trying to invite herself so she didn't have to part from me, clever, but not clever enough.

"And you won't this time," I said seriously, "I would like this opportunity to get to know my granddad." I wasn't lying to her I did want to spend time with Billy but of course I would have wanted her company if she was honest.

"Oh," I'd hurt her I felt it and the shit stung. I ignored the sensation and poured cereal in both our bowls. "That's cool. I should probably, you know . . . do the same, with Sue." She sighed and I smirked.

"Yeah you should she is your grandma after all," I said trying not to laugh at her disposition. I took my food in the living room curious if she would follow me. Not two seconds later she was sitting beside me.

"Stop it! I know what you're doing and you're not proving anything!" She growled and I never looked up from my bowl.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I was never good about lying to her face.

"Yeah right! You're trying to prove that I've imprinted but you know what you're wrong! I haven't! You keep walking away from me because you know that the shit hurts me and it's not funny! This shit is psychological!" She stood up and shoved me against the couch. "and once I figure out what the hell is going on and how to control it I'm so kicking your ass!" Her eyes darted back and forth searching mine trying gauge my expression. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to be scared or turned on. I think I was a little of both and more of the lesser. I wanted nothing more than to pull her into my lap and touch her all over but I had to continue to play the game.

"I never said you imprinted . . . I do think it's possible that one of us might have. It could've been me. I think it's funny that you object so defiantly." I said and then slurped up the rest of my cereal.

"You couldn't have possibly imprinted," she scoffed, "you dated Amber for months remember?" All the memories she had of Amber and me floated through her head, the last one was of me going upstairs with her at the party, she frowned at her thoughts and tried to shake them.

"Yeah, yeah I dated Amber but any involvement I had with her was only to get you jealous!" I countered and she frowned at me like she was confused. I can't believe she didn't know this.

"What? Why would you do something so stupid?" She hit me and then plopped down beside me. "Seriously? Do you know how many times I've . . . never mind I'm not getting into this." She sighed and closed her eyes trying to calm herself. I was tempted to tell her it was her brother's idea but I doubt she would have cared.

"I'm sorry for it. It was a waste of time anyway. The main thing I regret is hurting Amber she didn't need to be drawn into our business." She looked up at me and then back to her lap.

"I think we both need to let go of the past and all the stupid theories. While we are here we could 'play human' and simply coexist." She offered.

"Human or not I coexist with you." I teased and she rolled her eyes.

"You know what I mean," she murmured annoyed, "I want us to hang out . . . without any of the dramas at home. I mean when I think about it the parents did us a favor . . . they gave us a vacation from the supernatural."

"I for one like being supernatural and I think you do too . . .but it would be nice to hang out. I would love for you to be civil toward me with having to digest something foreign." I laughed.

"Stop bringing up the past! You're such a jerk sometimes!" She snapped and hit me again, but then a playful smirk hit her lips.

"You're the one who brought up Amber I was just leveling the playing field." I laughed again but she didn't. She looked like she wanted to say something and then decided against it. "What's wrong?" I knew something had to have annoyed her. I could feel it.

"Nothing, so can I go fishing with you two or what?" She took my bowl and started toward the kitchen. It was my turn to follow her.

"I already told you no," I picked again, "why do you want to go so badly anyway." She grumbled something too low for my comprehension as she washed the dishes. "Neah?"

"Look, never mind okay, I'll just . . . how long do you think you'll be gone?" She asked and I was really trying to figure out her angle. I guess she was serious when she said that it hurt her being away from me, maybe she wanted to know how long she'd have to be tortured.

"I don't know I've never been fishing before." She nodded and then looked around.

"Where is everybody anyway?" She asked looking at me. It was the first time I'd really looked into her eyes since waking up with her. Something about the way she looked at me was different. I couldn't really describe it but if forced I would say it was a mixture of fear, confusion, and . . . lust. I'd never really seen her look at me and that way. It made me feel kind of powerful, not that I wanted any power over her, it was just good to know that with the right amount of pressure she just may slip and let me . . . ya know. She sighed and moved past me to the table and sat down.

"I don't know I was trying to figure that out too," as if on cue Bailey came through the back door.

"Hey y'all, good morning," it was creepy for a moment there I thought she was Leah. "Oh Will, Billy went with my dad this morning, they had some sort of emergency. So I figured you both could hang with me if you want. I took the day off so you better want to." We all laughed. "Neah I have something that I want to show you!" She grabbed Neah's hand expecting to be able to budge her. Neah looked as if she were stupid.

"Bailey, I don't like surprises," she sat back in the chair.

"You both look so normal sometimes I forget you're built like tanks." I laughed, and of course Neah didn't.

"You'll like it I promise! Don't you want to get out of the house and go somewhere?" Bailey's low town raised a little and Neah groaned.

"Fine, I'll go get dressed."

"A junk yard?" Neah grumbled getting out of Bailey's car, "this is what you wanted to show me?"

"It's not just a junk yard, it the police impound for cars," Bailey corrected her; "we don't get that many so we use the same site." We made our way to the office area and Bailey approached the man at the front desk with a hug. "This is D.J. he works this whole thing, and he's been my best friend since I can remember." She smirked.

"She means I'm her lover," he teased and she rolled her eyes. Neah laughed at their bickering. I found it odd that she find their relationship cute and sweet when ours was so similar and she wanted no parts of it.

"Don't listen to him, anyway, the reason I brought you here is because he'd found some diamonds in the rough that you might be interested in. Leah, told me about what happened to your car, that Endora sounds vile. I can't believe I'm related to someone that could do that!" Bailey huffed, "and to a classic no less!" She shook her head.

"I know right!" Neah huffed. "I wanted to kick her ass sooo bad! There have been so many times when it would have be so easy to just knock her into the next universe or just make her disappear but . . ."

"Family is the most important thing. I totally understand I would do anything for my family, which again is why we are here to look at these cars." Bailey looped her arm with Neah's arm and they walked ahead of me. While they were taking the time to talk about random stuff I searched through D.J.'s thoughts. Bailey did tell the truth D.J. was her friend since grade school they'd been through a lot together and when she got intoxicated on her 21st birthday of course he was the one she called to help her. He'd always thought she was beautiful and on that night he couldn't help but tell her. She in turn told him that she loved him and had wanted him for years . . . they made love . . . and in the morning she pretended not to remember what happened. I'd have to search her mind to see if she really didn't.

"Wow, this is it! I love it! Will look!" Neah said grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the car. "It's Corvette!" She jumped up and down jostling my arm.

"Not just any Corvette but a 1968!" I said egging on her child like hysterics.

"It's destiny! Fate!" Neah hugged the front of the car. "I love you." She said hugging the car. Maybe Neah's a robot and that's why she keeps confessing her love to hunks of metal. If it wasn't so amusing I'd probably be pissed off.

"So I guess you want it?" Bailey smirked.

"I knew she would," Billy said, he and Charlie came out of nowhere.

"Your mom said that cars were what you were passionate about so we pulled some strings. It's gonna take a lot of work to get it to run right but I think you are willing to put in some sweat." Charlie smiled at Neah.

"Yeah duh!" She continued to squeal and then hugged Charlie and then my Granddad. "So when can we take it home?"

"We'll have to get it towed because it needs a new engine." Charlie stated and Neah frowned. Or I could just lift it? Nah, people could see . . . but I want it soooo bad. She thought as she rubbed her hand along the rusty hood.

"So what about the other two?" D.J. said bringing Neah's attention to the 1969 Cadillac and the 1977 Mustang Cobra.

"The Cobra is awesome but I'm really feeling Corvette." She said sitting on the hood. "Already know what type of engine I'm going to use and what color I'm going to paint it . . . well Will will do the painting but I know what I want."

"Hold up, Will's doing what? I didn't say I wanted a project?" I countered crossing my arms and she rolled her eyes. She got up and approached me.

"I thought we were trying to be civil and friends again this will give us a perfect opportunity to bond don't you think?" I thought about her request. I was really good at body work and this car was going to need a lot of it.

"Fine," I huffed and she threw her arms around me and then tensed when she realized her new proximity.

"Thanks," she beamed.

"What about you son, I mean grandson did you like the Cobra if you don't take want it'll be destroyed tomorrow." Billy added. I looked at the car and saw its potential, I didn't fall in love with it like some people, but it would prolong the time Neah and I spent together.

"It'd be a shame to destroy it," Bailey looked back at D.J. while he talked. She most definitely remembered what happened that night. "I think it probably would be less work than the Stingray."

"I'll take it . . . Neah will have fun fixing both cars," I raised my eyebrow at her and she rolled her eyes.

"Of course I'll hook you up Will, just don't expect it to be as awesome as mine!" She poked me the stomach. Soooooo hard. "You can't handle my swagger Beta!" She said after swallowing hard and pulling herself away from her previous thought.

"Please, I'm above your so called swagger!" We began to bicker back and forth, she check out my car and talked about different ideas she had for both vehicles. It was the closest and realest we'd been with each other in years. I think Forks was the best decision our parents could have made.

Author's Note: If this chapter sucks in any way I'm sorry, I am super sick and have been for most of the week. It is my goal however, to post to one story at least once a week so I felt compelled to put this out. I think it has some good parts but it was really hard to concentrate. Be gentle in your reviews lol! (Oh and no flames!) The newest daughter, I started reading you story and I do plan to review it's just that I was so sick that I wasn't really taking everything in!

BTW: For the next couple of chapters you will be hearing mainly from Will, Nate will be pushed to the back but I think you'll understand why!