AN: 24 hours after I started my rounds, I'm all done.....^^ Thanks to Midnights-Pain for editing. She rules... and gave the best line ever.
Leah POV:
I paced nervously across the floors of Sea-Tac International airport, waiting for my charge to show up. From the picture that Sam showed me, the Naomi girl was going to be really tall with soul-piercing green eyes (as I deduced), that were going to freak me out each time I looked into them, and dark brown hair that reached just below her shoulders. She was also going to be tall, nearly my height, and very slim.
Of course, appearance wouldn't matter if she never showed up. It seemed that her plane was taking longer to do everything; a longer flight, longer time to taxi, and a horribly long time to unload. The first passengers were just trickling through now, and while Leah hoped that Naomi would have been one of the quicker ones, she, of course, wasn't.
When she finally did show up, she was being half-led, half-dragged through the gates and into the baggage claim area. Her head rested on some kids head and her eyes were half closed. The boy glanced at her and then forward at me, freezing in mid-step. The girl however, continued walking and ended up falling to the ground.
"Nick?" She called to him, pushing herself up and then looking at the boy. He however, was only gazing at me, which, combined with how late they were and how idiotic the Naomi girl seemed, thoroughly pissed me off.
"Hurry up, girl." I snapped, storming over to her and jerking her to her feet. The boy flinched out of his daze and growled at me, gripping my wrist in an all too human attempt at hurting me.
"Don't touch her." He snarled, causing me to laugh and jerk my wrist away from him.
"Don't touch me." I growled back. "Come on Naomi, we have a long drive. Say your goodbyes."
Naomi blinked, her eyes going from bleary and sleep coated to angry in a matter of seconds. Before I knew what was happening, she stepped closer to the boy who looked eerily similar to her.
"I'm not leaving him, ma'am."
I blinked a little and turned to Naomi, the speaker, tearing my gaze away from the boy, not aware that I had been holding my gaze on him. . She glared back at me slightly, her hand reaching out to the boys arm.
"Why not?" I growled out, letting the anger lash at her and hoping to some extent that daggers were shooting out of my eyes.
"Because. He's my brother… and if I leave him somewhere they'll kill him." Naomi told me, her grip tightening.
"I wasn't aware of a brother being involved in this exchange." I stated
"He wasn't," She stated coolly, tilting her chin up. "He came of his own accord. I understand that you are the guardian sent by our cousins in La Push. Because of the way you l0ok, I can assume that you are put out by this and therefore,I do not expect you to take Nick into your care as well. However, I do wish to ask if you can reconsider that."
"Why?" I asked her softly, taken aback by her diplomatic defense.
Naomi looked at me almost looking surprised at me backing down. She seemed to be chewing on my words as she gazed at me, her hand slowly to rest on the boy's shoulder.
"Because I cannot allow any harm to come to him. He's my best friend… you know…"
I let out a snort of a laugh, and, with an uncharacteristic smile, turned away from them.
"Come on then."
Naomi let out a breath of surprise, before scrambling to catch up with me.
"Ma'am-" before she could finish her sentence I interrupted her.
"It's Leah… Leah Clearwater."
Naomi gave a quick nod and matched my pace. Her brother lagged behind slightly but didn't complain. Strangely enough, I noticed that his eyes were locked on me, but not in any disgusting way, just in curiosity.
"Okay then, Miss Clearwater-"
"Please. Drop the formalities." I told her, interrupting her again. "I won't be able to survive if you keep calling me miss all day. It's Leah, Just Leah."
"Leah then… why are you backing down?"
I hesitated for a moment before shrugging a little.
"I'm not a heartless bitch. Plus I have my own brother that I would do the same for." I stated and then stopped walking.
"Go get your bags." I told them.
The two hesitated before Naomi said she would get both of their things and then ran off. The boy just blinked and then looked over at me, looking embarrassed.
"I-I'm Nicolas Sommers. But everyone just calls me Nick…" He told me. I gave him a brisk nod and tapped my foot to keep myself entertained. After awhile I took a glance at my watch and then frowned in distaste. It was late; I'd have to drive back in the night while the other two would most likely sleep through it all.
Naomi however, proved me wrong when we reached the car awhile later.
"Would you like me to drive Leah? I have my license and you happen to look very tired at this moment."
I blinked and then nodded a little, stepping in on the passenger side after allowing Nick to get in. Once he was I tilted my head back and closed my eyes, allowing myself to drift off into sleep.
Naomi POV
"What do you think so far Nick?" I asked softly when I was certain Leah was asleep. It hadn't taken her long to fall asleep, something that reminded me of myself. It made me wonder how much the werewolves and the La Push wolves had common.
It took awhile for Nick to answer. which was perfectly fine for me; seeing as how I was absorbed in my own thoughts, but when he did he surprised me.
"I like her, Naomi." He stated as he pointed to Leah.
"Er… why? She's kind of "bitchy" wouldn't you say?" I asked him, glancing at him in the mirror for a second before looking forward again.
"Yeah…but still." he shrugged a little. "It's hard to explain. Forget about it."
I blinked for a moment before lapsing into silence, hiding the hurt in my eyes. It turned out that the change and separation was beginning already, before his true change had even begun.
