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Leah Clearwater had finally made it home and managed to sneak in without her mother or brother realizing it. She couldn't believe her luck this morning. The native american racer had been sure her mother would be waiting up for her after the fight the day before. She had been prepared for all hell to break loose. Though when she came into the house and was greeted by only silence, she figured that the fates were smiling down at her for once.
Taking the stairs two at a time, to avoid the ones she knew for sure which creaked, Leah made it to her room without incident. She didn't even bother undressing before she let herself fall onto her bed. The pillow felt like heaven underneath her head after having fallen asleep on the hood of a car. The female mechanic buried her face into the fabric and felt her eyes closing.
All she wanted in this moment was sleep. To pass out for a good eight to ten hours before she had to re-enter the real world. Hopefully she wouldn't be haunted by dreams since her body and mind were both completely exausted. Leah prayed for a relaxing few hours of nothing but blackness and the feeling of her body resting on the soft mattress beneath her.
Just as her world began to fade around her, she felt something vibrating from her pocket. She groaned and tried to ingnore it. Why would someone be calling her this early? It wasn't even nine in the morning yet. Couldn't they wait until atleast noon to disturb her slumber? Someone either be dying or dead if she gave up her sleep to answer the annoying buzzing in her pocket.
Pulling the silver device out of her jeans and putting up to her ear, she snarled. "Who the fuck is calling me so damned early? You either better be dying or bleeding to death. I was trying to sleep and if you woke me up for nothing, I am going to make sure you are bleeding by the time this phone conversation is done!"
A wheezing on the other end stopped Leah from saying anything more. She sat up when a familiar southern accent reached her ears over the other end of the phone. "Good thing I am bleeding then ain't it darlin?"
"Scar face?" The mocha skinned racer jumped out of bed immediately and went to her dresser looking for her keys. She could feel that something was terribly wrong. Why else would he be calling her unless he wanted another round of sex? "How the hell did you get this number? Scratch that stupid question. It had to be my brother because he never did know how to keep his big trap shut."
The wheezing on the other end got even worse. Jasper was trying not to laugh at her comment because it caused his ribs to ache even more. "I need your help darlin. Can't breathe very well and coughing up blood usually tends to be bad. Can't get ahold of Rose and I won't call an ambulance. I won't give him the satisfaction."
"Give who the satisfaction?" Leah asked as she practically ran down the stairs. She wouldn't let someone suffer or die on her watch.
When she got to the kitchen, she saw Seth pouring himself some cereal. He gave her a quizical look and she mouthed 'Be back soon. Emergency I need to handle' before she shot out the door and sprinted to her car. After unlocking the door and sliding into the drivers side seat, did she realize she had no idea where Jasper Hale lived.
"Your ex thought it would be great to pay me a visit today. Before you ask princess, it had nothing to do with you." Jasper groaned and rolled to his side.
Hearing it was her douche of an ex, Leah gripped the wheel and backed out. She could hear the tires squeal in protest as she jerked the wheel. "Give me directions Bo Duke. I can't read your mind. I need to know where I am going."
The leader of the 'Soldiers' mumbled out the directions to his house before letting the phone drop. He could hear Leah calling his name, but it hurt to much to answer her. He knew she would know he hadn't died since she could hear his labored breathing in the backround. The last thought he had before passing out, was how odd it happened to be that he called Leah Clearwater of all people.
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The female mechanic paced back and forth in Jasper's hospital room. She fucking hated hospitals and yet she was here again for the third time in less than a week. She really didn't like this pattern her life had seemed to take which revolved around the E.R. Hale would owe her big for this one. She wasn't in the habit of helping others. It took away from her bitch reputation.
The scarred southern male winced as the doctor continued to tape up his ribs. After waiting for the x-ray results, they were told three of his ribs were fractured. Sam's steel toed boots had done a number on him. The doctor kept saying that Jasper was lucky to walk away with a few fractures.
"You sure you don't want to call the police?" The doctor asked for the hundreth time as Jasper buttoned up his shirt.
He kept trying to get a name from the scarred racer, but Jasper wasn't going to narc on anyone. He would handle Sam by himself. Or if given no other option, Jasper and his crew would handle Uley. They were family and family stuck together. They protected their own. You ride together and you die together. It was as simple as that.
"I told you I didn't see the guys face. He jumped me from behind." The leader of 'Soldiers for the South' sighed when the doctor gave him a look stating he didn't believe him. It didn't matter anyways. If Jasper didn't want to press charges, the E.R. attendant couldn't make him.
Leah waited until the doctor left to fill out paper work before launching into her first question. She choose to lean against the wall as opposed to sitting next to him. "You gonna tell me why my ex felt the need to fracture three of your ribs?"
"He's a crazy douche bag?" The honey blond answered her question with one of his own and a raised eyebrow.
He knew that he owed her some sort of explaination. She had saved his ass after all. She could've told him to fuck off and left him to suffer. Instead she drove out of her way to his place and not only brought him to the emergency room, but stayed with him the whole time. She didn't leave him to handle the situation on his own. She was willing to waste her day by his side in the hospital.
The mocha skinned female nodded in agreement. She couldn't argue that point. Sam was fucking crazy in all the wrong ways. "That he is scar face. I won't disagree with you there, but you gonna tell me why today of all days?"
His soft brown eyes wouldn't meet hers. She must hate him as much as Sam Uley. She had known Sam's mother before she died. He wouldn't be suprised if Leah hated him to. "You know what day it is princess. I killed his mother ten years ago and he hates me for it."
Much to the suprise of both people in the room, she pushed herself away from the wall and walked over to him. She lifted his chin with her fingers. "It was an accident."
"He doesn't see it that way." He replied and pulled his chin from her grasp. He continued to slowly do up the buttons of his shirt. He had to go slowly in order to not jostle his damaged body to much. When he felt her climb up onto the examination table and start undoing all the progress he had made with the buttons, he looked up at her in confusion. "What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I am doing?" The 'Wolf Pack' female straddled his waist slid his shirt down off of his shoulders. It was the only thing she could think of doing to stop him from spiraling into a woe is me routine. "To stop you from going all emo on me, I am willing to give you the naughty nurse fantasy every man seems to have."
Jasper was careful to not move to quickly as he grabbed her the hips and pulled her against him. His lips tracing the shell of her ear. This was most definately a turn on. "Your lacking the outfit darlin."
Smirking, she ran her hands up his bandaged chest. She bit down on his earlobe before running her tongue along the outline of his ear and whispering. "Be creative and use your imagination. Maybe I am a nudist naughty nurse."
"Now that is something I can definately work with." Moving his hands, the honey blond slid his hands around from her hips to cup her ass and pull her against his quickly growing hard on. This was a great way to forget his pain.
Leah continued to trace the shell of his ear with her tongue. Sam had never been willing to try anything daring or in public. The thrill of getting caught made this whole thing with Hale alot more interesting in her opinion. "Since your not in any condition to have sex right and I did blow off sleep for you and everything-"
"What are you getting at princess?" Jasper raised his eyebrow and smirked as she slid off him to get down on her knees.
"I think you should let me get something out of this whole situation." The female mechanic rested back on her heels between his legs.
The scarred leader of the 'Soldiers' widened his eyes for a moment. Was she for real? he had never met a woman before who would willing take the chance of getting caught. For a second he thought for sure she was bluffing to try and get his mind off of things. He grinned in a silent challenge. "Go for it then darlin."
"You don't think I will?" The La Push female asked and reached up to undo his zipped. She cast one more glance at the closed curtian to be sure nobody would walk by the door and see her. "Your in for a real suprise scar face. I am not one to back down. Now shut the hell up and enjoy this. It won't be often any man sees me on my knees."
Jasper had no doubt in his mind that was the truth. He could tell that Leah Clearwater would never be the type to bend to any man. If he had asked her to do this, she would most likely of turned him down. Though because it had been her idea, there was nothing stopping her. He could tell as long as they had this enemy with benefits thing going, if he gave her the riens then things would be good for him.
It worked considering Jasper himself always had to take charge in everything. It would be a nice change of pace to let someone else lead for once. He was up to try anything once and he figured he and Leah would have alot of firsts if she had anything to say about it. Not that he minded one bit. When her hand slid into his jeans he had that thought again. No, he most certianly didn't mind one single bit.
TBC...
AN: So this chapter was going to be longer, but again it is still kinda hard for me to write. I am getting better though and I have the next few chapters planned out. Writing this has been kind of theraputic. I know I didn't write smut or anything and I am sorry for that. I wanted to leave it open to what happens and if enough people really want to see it, I will write exactly what they did in the hospital room. Let me know if that is something you want to see. I do hope you all liked this chapter!
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Here is a preview of what is to come in the next chapter:
"Did you see his face? The only thing I could think of was thank god we were in a hospital. I really thought he was going to have a heart attack or something."
"I know darlin trust me. I thought I would have a heart attack when the nurse came in after and handed you those condoms before preaching about safe sex."
"That skanky nurse just wanted to replace me in your naughty nurse fantasy. She's lucky I didn't phase on fly and take her ass down."
"Are you ever going to tell me what that means princess?"
"No probably not. Now get in so I can take us to get lunch, for which you will be paying."
"I will be? When did I decide this?"
"When you interrupted my sleep. Now are you going to agree to feed me or am I leaving your ass here?"
"I suppose I can afford to buy you lunch even if I am a poor southern boy."
"Poor southern boy my ass." "Hey stop looking through my CD's! Did I give you permission to go snooping in my shit? A glove compartment is very private."
"Now I have to see what kind of music you have in here. You seem like your hiding something." "What the hell is a 100 Monkey?"
"It's 100 Monkeys you jackass! They are like the greatest band alive. How can you not know who they are?"
"Because I have taste in music?"