Warning: The following contains foul language. If you're a snotty Christian, please do the rest of the world a favor and fall on a sharpened crucifix.

Disclaimer: I don't own shit. Self explanatory.

Summary: Foolin' with a Jacob/Embry pairing. I am the destroyer of innocence.

Chapter Four: Inevitable

What a dandy way to wake up.

I don't know where it came from or what caused it, but suddenly, I was writhing in pain. I was trembling, my body instinctively trying to change, my screams of pain morphing into howls and back again. I gripped the covers and fought the change as hard as I could.

WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING TO ME?

The pain was as unbearable as it was indescribable. It felt like liquid fire infused with razor blades was overtaking my being. I threw myself to the floor, screaming harder. Movement hurt a whole fucking lot. I sucked in a breath and bit my lip hard, stumbling out of my room. Billy was there outside my bedroom door. I didn't see his face, only the wheels of his chair. I grabbed anything I could to steady myself, screaming, cursing, and howling all the way to the nearest door. I wished the window in my room were bigger.

I threw myself out the door and landed on the soaking wet ground in full wolf form. Thankfully, the pain ceased.

What…the FUCK…

I collapsed on my belly and closed my eyes, huffed a great sigh.

Did you feel it?

I stiffened. Embry; I hadn't spoken to him since a week before I left. His mental voice sounded weak, haggard. Aged, somehow. Probably aged from heartache.

I felt it, Jacob. I know you did, too.

Do you…know what it is? I was too tired to confront him now.

No. I'm going to get Sam now.

Ok.

I stayed on the ground, not moving, not daring to. I had some absurd notion that the pain would return, but that was the least of my fears now. Embry never said anything more to me, but at least he was able to transform again.

I felt Sam phase.

What's going on? Sam and Embry were running together, toward me. I opened my eyes with a shockingly large amount of sudden understanding.

Embry, we need to talk. I didn't want Sam around when I spoke to Embry. Without Sam. I added.

I felt Sam's rising question for a moment but it was replaced with understanding.

I guess we can talk about it later. Just as well; Emily doesn't like me disappearing in the middle of the night. I felt Sam's present disappear. It was just Embry and I. He had stopped running. I lifted my great body from the ground.

Where? Was his quiet question. I felt the fear he unknowingly injected into that thought.

There's a clearing a few miles north of La Push. There. I turned that way and began a slow trot there. Neither of us said anything more.

I hadn't planned on it being so soon, but Sam kind of forced me to act. I kept my pace slow, trying not to think too much of what would take place in the next hour.

That's when I felt it for the first time. This glow, birthing itself in my chest. A light. This light gave off warm, comforting waves of delicate heat, but it was very faint. Every few moments, though, it would get just a fraction stronger. It was almost humming by the time I got to the edge of the clearing.

I kept my head down, staring hard at the ground, forcing myself not to look up, still fighting it. I felt Embry's presence nearby.

"Embry?" I called into the darkness. I could almost feel him stiffen. My fingertips twitched at my sides, the light in my chest gave a small pulse.

What the hell is this? The rational side of me decided to interject. I beat it down, though. I liked this feeling, this light, this warmth flooding my chest.

"Yes, Jacob," Embry's quiet voice was different in my ears. Somewhat deep, smooth, soothing in a way. The way he said it, it sounded as if he was answering not only the question of his presence, but a million other unspoken questions. The light gave a stronger pulse, as if it were pleased.

I closed my eyes and listened as he took a few steps closer. I stepped into the clearing.

A gentle, warm breeze picked up from the north, from in front of me. All at once, Embry's scent washed over me. I never remembered him smelling so...

I shook my head, clenching my eyes shut. Part of me was still uselessly fighting it.

Another part of my mind wondered about Embry. I wondered how he was able to stand there with me so close. I knew he was giving me space. I wondered how much of his control it took to stand there.

Crickets chirped. You have to open your eyes sometime, they seemed to say.

I opened my eyes, lifted my head slowly, stepping off the ledge without looking back.

The rest of the world melted away silently as the light, upon seeing Embry, upon meeting his eyes, seemed to burst and fill ever cell of my being. It spread through my limbs, through my fingertips. It vibrated every nerve. It was a feeling that, in that moment, should've knocked me to my knees. Should've brought tears to my eyes. Because I was staring at something as bright and beautiful as the sun. Something as powerful as God. I was staring at the other half of me. I felt the tears beginning to build, as I had guessed they would.

I inhaled a sharp breath and closed the distance in two long strides, stretching out my arms as I did. Embry seemed to have taken a step back, a little surprised by my reaction, but he welcomed it, allowing his arms to slide around me. He pulled my head to his chest as the tears spilled over and ran down. I burrowed into his chest, sliding my arms up and down his back and sides, his arms.

I had found completion, and the feeling it brought with it was indescribable. Inevitable.

Embry slowly lowered my shaking form to the ground, holding me tightly. I felt his lips in my hair, and I think he was murmuring comfortingly into my hair, but I was too far gone to hear it. I burrowed further into his chest and sobbed.

I don't know what I was crying for. It was all so beautiful. Him, the moment, the feeling, everything. So incredibly beautiful.

I felt his hands trace the back of my neck over and over again; I closed my eyes and savored the feeling, feeling dizzy, drunk almost. My hands still ran over Embry's form. He was smaller than me by a large margin. His build was, in a way, feminine. At least for a werewolf. He was warm, too. He must've ran at a higher temperature than the rest of the pack.

Embry was so much smaller, yet he held me as if I were a child.

And in that moment, I was.

After a long while, I managed to pull my face from his shirt, taking in a shaky breath. Embry stiffened.

"I'm fine," I said quietly, wiping the tears from my face. "Embry, I..."

I couldn't bring myself to look into his eyes; I kept them down. Embry placed his hand on the side of my face.

"It's a lot to face, I know. I'm sorry, Jacob. I wish it didn't have to be this way. If I could somehow undo this all..." Embry's voice trailed off in pain, which confused me. I wasn't crying from depression. My tears were tears of joy. I looked up at Embry. The moonlight casted shadows on his face, accenting everything good about his face. I appreciated his beauty now in a way I never had.

My eyes followed the dark arcs of his eyebrows to the coal black of his endless eyes, framed by long lashes. Lashes that casted delicate shadows on high cheek bones. Cheek bones that gave way to a beautifully sculpted nose. A nose that pointed to perfectly shaped lips.

Before I knew what I was doing, I was kissing him.

I never tasted anything so sweet. His lips were soft, warm. I felt the light in me flow. It was no longer a constricted ball in my chest and I was no longer trying to hold onto it. I let it flow through me like water. It made me light as a feather. If Embry hadn't been pulling me tighter to him, I probably would've floated away.

I don't know how long we kissed, how long I lost myself in him. There was nothing sexual about the act. Kissing him was a hunger that would never be fully sated. I knew in that moment that I could kiss him forever.

We parted when we were breathless and that's when I realized I had him down on his back, my hands perched on either side of him, supporting most of my weight. I felt his body grow slightly warmer under mine.

As I hovered over Embry, I looked down at him. I could almost make out the blush that was no doubt on his cheeks. I leaned down and kissed a trail of butterfly kisses over his cheeks and nose. His arms circled my neck, bringing me closer.

We didn't speak. There wasn't a reason to. In that moment, everything was completely and utterly perfect. There were no words to describe the moment.

We fell asleep, listening to the slow, steady breathing of one another.

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Sorry that took forever. So, here's the deal. They're going to have sex sometime in a later chapter; that's unavoidable. However, I'm debating on whether or not to actually write out the scene. So, I'm leaving it to you, my readers. We'll put it to a vote. Let me know, yay or nay, in your review. First one to five wins (i.e. if I get five yay's first, then I'll write out a thoroughly described scene and visa versa.) I won't update until the vote has gone through, so hurry the hell up. :D