Disclaimer; I don't own Twilight…
I woke up the next morning sweating up a storm, it felt like I was lying in an oven on fan force.
Glancing down I noticed Sam's arm wrapped securely around my mid-section holding me firmly to his chest.
Wiggling free I turned and began to creep towards the bathroom.
"Were are you going?" looking back at Sam my eye's connected with his bleary, sleep filled eyes. His voice all scratchy and deep from sleep.
"Just to the bathroom, I'll be back in a second," I smiled and bolted for the bathroom to relieve the pressure forming in my bladder.
Wandering back out after washing my hands I found Sam curled around a couch pillow that I had used to sleep on, fast asleep.
The kitchen was silent as I walked towards the fridge.
Chopping the bacon into separate pieces, I felt at peace. I was in my element, this is something I can do and understand.
I control how long the bacon cooks or how creamy the eggs are. The pancakes need me to make sure they don't burn.
If only life was like a kitchen, having no one control what happens but me, letting me decide my destiny. If only it was that simple…
Sam wandered into the kitchen as I placed the massive amount of food I had made on the table. A smile found its place on his lip's as he seated himself before the pile of food and begun to eat.
A bang outside drew my attention and I watched as to guys stumbled into the kitchen. Paul's head snapped up and he stared at the food, falling silent. Jared stood beside him looking at the food as if it was only a dream.
"Come on guy's before it gets cold," I just had enough time to grab my plate before diving out of the way of the stampeding guys.
Leaning against the kitchen counter I watched as Paul and Jared fought over a piece of bacon. Sam got up and wandered over to me.
A light kiss on my cheek had me looking up at him. His face was so close, if I just lent a little closer I would be kissing him.
His hand caressed mine and a massive pain flashed up my arm causing me to double over clutching at my arm.
The worried voice of Sam could be heard in the back ground as Paul and Jared fell silent.
The pain slowly faded and I pulled my hand from my chest.
And on my wrist curled around my hand was a symbol. It wasn't the fact that an intricate tattoo of an eagle had just appeared on my skin, with its glistening feathers and gleaming beak.
It was the fact that writing appeared below the bird, glowing a faint blue.
You have found your wolf, now he will have your mark
As the words stopped appearing on my skin the bird flashed and disappeared.
Sam doubled over moments later, collapsing to the floor as the darkness swallowed him.
A blue light shined from his back and when the light faded a black eagle sat between his shoulder blades.
The beady eyes of the eagle over whelmed me and I hit the floor as Sam opened his eyes.
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