This isn't really that important, but I'd just liked to tell you guys that on my Sims 3 it turns out Lakota was preggers with a boy! :D His name's Noah. And then…she's pregnant again. Which leads to her having triplets. All girls. So…there's Jocelyn, Carson, and Natalie :) And now she's pregnant again :( I'm lucky I'm rich otherwise this would be difficult O.o :P Jacob's such a good daddy…

Anyhoo, review?

**PipTheOrphan***

Lakota's point of view:

"Phase? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I scowled, letting go of Jacob's waist slowly so I could nearly blind the boy by shining the flashlight directly in his face, raising an eyebrow as I waited for his answer. He sighed, running a hand through his hair, suddenly growing very agitated and slightly flustered. I stayed still, watching him fidget and glance over at me, debating whether or not to do…something. I could tell that he knew I meant business when it came to being left alone in the dark and scary woods, but I could also tell that he didn't really want to stick around to do whatever he needed to do. But, tough nubs, because I am not being left alone. So – if he must – he better start stripping now.

"I have to…I have to be bare when I phase-" still have no freaking clue what that means "-otherwise my clothes kind of…tear," I rolled my eyes at his explanation.

"Then just don't tear your clothes when you, as you say, phase."

"It's not that simple," he stated, putting a hand on my shoulder as if he were talking to a mere child. Something of which I am not. I am a women, a full grown adult that handles situations such as these very maturely. And if I have to, I am not above begging and crying so Jacob doesn't leave me. I mean, this is the woods. Night time…A.K.A. snack time. And I seriously did not want to be alone during that certain snack time. If I'm going to be eaten alive, then so is Jacob. I refuse to go down alone. Refuse!

"Why not?" I put my hands on my hips, giving Jacob my bitchiest look. He only rolled his eyes.

"Fine. If you won't let me leave…then…well, you asked for it." Wha-

"Jacob!" I screeched, covering my eyes the second he unbuttoned his pants. Making my face burn with embarrassment. Was he serious about the naked thing? I took a big step back, pushing my hands forward, my palms facing Jacob as I turned my head away, eyes clenched tightly closed. Call me a prude, but I wasn't at all excited to take a peek at a naked Jacob. Okay, that was a lie. I wanted to peek. Which also made me want to punch myself. But, instead of embarrassing myself by possibly getting an eye full of Jacob's butt and other…unmentionables, I settled for closing my eyes as I screamed at him to put on his pants.

"Oh gosh, you are going to rape me, aren't you? Jacob! When I lose my V card I want it to be special! Not raped by my best friend. How could you do this? And to think I thought Quil would be the one to rape me! But you? How could you? Everything I know is a lie!" I yelled out, resisting the urge to look over at Jacob as I prepared to be raped. What I didn't expect however was something wet and…slobbery smacking me in the middle of the face. Something that felt all…weird like. Was that…a tongue. I gagged a little, falling backwards my eyes squeezed tightly shut.

"Did you just lick me?" I gasped, my eyes flying open only to stare directly at nothing. You got that; NOTHING. He ditched me! I gaped at the open air, feeling my body shake with either the cold or absolute fear. I don't know. But, for the first – okay, second – time in my life I felt like crying. Did Jacob really just leave me here? Did he think this was funny? Because I didn't find it funny. Nuh-uh, not at all. He was going to get it. And I'm not kidding when I say this either. I'm gonna kill that sonuvabitch.

"I'm dead," I muttered under my breath, but instead of silence there was an audible whine that broke out from behind me, literally almost making me pee my pants. Whipping around I stared, gob-smacked at one hell of a bear. Or…wait. That's not a bear. It's a…dog. A dog! Very, very, big dog. My entire body froze in shock and fear, and, I know, if my eyes weren't so awesomely stuck to the inside of my head they would've fallen out. There stood, in front of me, about 7 heads taller was a large russet dog bear thingy. My eyes widened.

Oh dear gosh.

I managed to cackle out something between a scream and a squeak from my throat before it broke off to only air rushing out of my lungs, air of which refused to come back in. I felt like it was forever that I was staring at the dog bear thingy before I really got a good scream in. And, next thing I know, BAM! Jacob's standing right in front of me. The dog bear gone. Just…gone. My mouth popped open as my brows furrowed, completely confused now.

"Woah…" I muttered, making Jacob smile slightly. I looked around him, semi-expecting to see the dog bear behind him. But, nope. It's just…gone.

"Pretty cool, huh?" Jacob asked, grinning. I nodded, still looking around for the bear, dog thing.

"Yeah…"

"So now you know what Bella meant about me being a werewolf." What? I snorted, giving him an annoyed look.

"Not really. But did you see it? The dog…bear thingy? It was huge!" I yelled, waving my hands around frantically as Jacob's smile fell into a look of disbelief.

"Lakota, I was- you...eh…" Jacob tried to talk but kept tripping over several words, all the while giving me this funny look.

"It was russet, Jake. You should've seen it, I swear it was going to eat me!" I paused, suddenly remembering that he ditched me. Quickly I leaned forward, planning to use my nails to scratch down his naked chest and- oh my.

"You're not wearing any pants," I said seriously, unable to tear my gaze away from his…unmentionables. I know it was probably the stupidest thing to do considering the fact I'm probably now scarred for eternity, but every time I tried looking anywhere else it was just…

"Gah!" I yelled out, tearing my gaze away as I blushed like crazy, covering my eyes with my hands. Jacob made a weird grunting noise before I heard some sort of fabric move – me guessing he finally put on a pair of freaking pants.

"You can look now," he mumbled. I opened my eyes, glaring at him.

"Why did you have to be naked?"

"Oh, please, you were checking me out."

"As if!" I objected, but knowing that – sadly – he spoke the truth. He can be such a sponge sometimes.

"Kota…I was that wolf." Wolf? I didn't see a wolf.

"That wasn't a wolf Jacob – that was a bear dog thingy!" I insisted, narrowing my eyes and daring him to challenge my logic.

"No, Lakota," Jacob sighed, resting his hands on my shoulder as he slowly sat us down on the ground, his eyes staring into mine, "that was a wolf. That was me," I blinked, not believing what I was hearing.

"You're a…wolf? Like our legends?" Jacob nodded, smiling happily.

"I hate you."

"What?"

"How could you! ? I mean…16 years I've known you…and all this time you never told me you changed into an animal? Is that why you always wanted to play catch? Oh my gosh…THIS IS WHY YOU'RE A VIRGIN!" Jacob slapped a hand over my mouth, sighing loudly as he was clearly trying to hold back his laughter.

"First off…remember those 2 weeks I was 'sick'?" I nodded.

"That's when I phased, and I couldn't be around you OR Quil because my temper wasn't in check. And I didn't want to hurt you guys by turning all wolf and mauling your asses because – let's face it – you do tend to get under the skin of several people, and Quil is just downright annoying as hell. Put you two together?" Oh. Yeah…that was probably smart, "fucking disaster," he breathed out finally, shaking his head sadly.

"And…another question; for you. What does my being a virgin have to do with being a wolf?" I blinked before rolling my eyes, motioning for him to remove his hand from off of my glorious mouth.

"Well…I mean, wolves are hairy, yeah? Just think, what girl would want to do it with some hairy guy? Who knows how much hair you manage to get down there too…it's kind of a turn off. Just like your bad breath," I hinted finally, smiling when Jacob's eyes widened.

"I don't have bad breath!"

"Yeah…you do."

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Do, fucking, not," I scoffed.

"Do, freaking, too," he rolled his eyes, giving me a look.

"So you're not freaked out about this whole wolf thing?" Freaked out? Hell no. I mean, just think, if Jacob and I were to ever get stuck in the wilderness with no food or water I could freely eat him without being a cannibal. Because, in some sense, I wouldn't be eating a human but a wolf. Surely wolf meat would taste similar to a hamburger, right?

"Not really…maybe I haven't grasped it, but from what I feel right now I-" Jacob cut me off as his hand cupped my cheek, all of a sudden popping my personal bubble with his presence. And my personal bubble wasn't too happy with the intruder either… Seriously, those bubbles exist for a reason, people.

"You're close to my face," I pointed out, frowning.

"Lakota?" Jacob breathed, his thumb running across my bottom lip again. Thus bringing those stupid tummy flutters to my stomach.

"Yo?"

"Can I- can I kiss you?"