AN: This is by far my favorite of the ones I've written. The prompt was Storm, and it's in Bella's POV. Enjoy!

Jacob and I walked along First Beach, toward our tree. It wasn't raining today, for once, but it was certainly windy. He held my small, icy hand in his massive warm one, and I enjoyed the sensation of being able to feel my fingers.

I wasn't quite sure of why we had chosen today of all days for a walk, but here we were. It was nice to be able to spend time with Jacob uninterrupted, as it happened so infrequently. I sighed, content in the silence we had fallen into.

Jacob laughed, and I looked up at him, confused. What had I missed?

"You look so out of it! It's not like you to daydream. If it's about me, though, I could understand…" he explained, a mischievous look in his eyes.

He darted out of my range laughing as I reached to punch his shoulder.

"You'll never know now," I teased him, mock anger on my face.

"Aw, Bells! Come on, you know I was only kidding!"

"Actually, I don't know that."

"But you will."

I rightly assumed he was going to tickle me, which was not really my idea of a relaxing afternoon.

I took off down the beach, with Jacob on my tail. He could easily have caught up with me, but he let me lead, following closely until I collapsed onto the damp sand. I lay there gasping, not only from exertion, but from laughter as well. Jacob collapsed next to me, laughing harder than I was. He, on the other hand, wasn't out of breath in the slightest. It wasn't fair. No matter what I was doing, there was always some mythical creature close by to show me just how mortal I was.

I glared at Jacob, who looked to be close to dying from laughing so hard.

"At least I didn't trip that time."

Jacob burst into fresh peals of laughter.

I couldn't help smiling at the werewolf next to me, who was laughing so hard tears were streaming down his face. I was glad that I could brighten his days, at least a little. It was only fair, given how much he had done for me.

Jake eventually calmed down enough so that he only occasionally snorted. I lay next to him, looking at the clouds.

It really was windy. The clouds looked closer than ever, but more frightening as well. You could see them moving, swirling, constantly changing position. It looked dangerous and exciting at the same time.

Noticing that Jacob's laughter had finally died out, I looked over at him. He was staring at the clouds, much like I had been. I shuddered, feeling cold for the first time since my run.

Jacob took note of my discomfort and stood up, pulling me with him.

"We should probably get going. I don't really think you want to be here when the storm hits."

I shuddered in conformation. Jacob wrapped his arm around my shoulders, and I huddled into his side. The wind was picking up, and the cold before was nothing compared to the ice the air had become now.

We hurried back along the way we had come. We had almost reached the safety of the Rabbit when the skies opened. Within seconds, both of us were drenched. Jacob swore and picked me up, running at a full sprint for those last few yards. He opened the door and dumped me inside, then followed quickly, still swearing.

"A good day for a walk my ass."

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