A.N. As you all know, I do not own the twilight characters, only the ones of my own creation.

After we had finally finished our breakfast, I hurried upstairs to dress and shower. When I came out of my bathroom my breath caught in my throat.

Jacob was laying across my bed with his hands behind his head. Of course, he wore no shirt, and he looked so hot!

When he heard me enter, he opened one eye and smiled at my obviously gaping expression. I smiled back, then hurried across the room and flung myself onto the bed beside him.

"Did you have a nice shower?" He asked, his right arm wrapping around my "Yes I did," I told him, he nodded thoughtfully.

"You think I could jump in real quick? I haven't taken a hot shower in a while," he told me, looking embarrassed again.

"Of course…uh, do you have any other clothes?" I asked.

"No, I didn't really need them in my wolf form, and I wasn't expecting to find you," he responded.

"Ok, well you get ion the shower, and I'll grab you some of my brother's old clothes, you're about the same size," I said, standing up. He stood as well, a smile on his handsome face, I flushed.

"Thank you," he said happily, then leaned in and kissed me on the forehead before moving to the bathroom and shutting the door behind him. I stared for a minute, then quickly shook my head and went to hunt him down some clothes and shoes.

I thought it would be a good idea to take him clothes shopping, plus my mom had left me a note telling me to go grocery shopping today anyways.

So once he was out of the shower I relayed that idea to him. He seemed ok with it, except one thing.

"I really don't want you to spend all your money on clothes for me," he told me as we drove to the store, I just rolled my eyes. "No, I'm serious, I'll just get a couple outfits and a pair of shoes."

"Whatever Jacob, but money isn't an issue, trust me," I assured him.

"I don't care, only a few outfits," he reminded me sternly, I just laughed, he scowled. "Well, if you have so much money, why don't you buy a new car?"

"I like this car!" I said indignantly. "I'm kind of a sucker for the classics," and my car was definitely a classic, it was a 1965 Ford Mustang convertible.

"Really?" he asked, his eyes brightening. "Because I have a 1986 Rabbit," he said proudly.

"Really?" I asked, aghast. I knew I was weird, but you could never beat old cars!

"Ya, and I built it myself."

"Wow, I helped to build mine, I'm not the best mechanic so my dad helped me," I told him, then stopped dead. I had brought up my father. I hoped he wouldn't press the point, and to my great relief, he didn't.

"Sweet, I've never met a girl who likes cars, especially antiques," he laughed, I laughed with him, thankful for the release of tension, but I had a feeling he'd felt it.

"We're here," I said, pulling smoothly into the Meijer's parking lot and cutting the engine.

"Remember, only a couple-" he began, but I leaned over and kissed him before he could speak. He seemed surprised, but wrapped his arms tightly around me, kissing me back.

"I understand," I told him when I pulled away, rolling my eyes so he could see. He just laughed and shook his head as we stepped out of the car.

Shopping only took a minimal amount of time, thanks to my new companion. When I was with Jacob it was as though time just slipped away. We had bought what we needed and were back at the house putting it all away in record time. But the shopping left us only an hour before my mother came home from work.

"So, what would you like to do now?" Jacob asked me once we had finished putting the grocery's away.

"I don't know, maybe you can tell me more about LaPush?" I suggested. He laughed and grabbed my hand, leading me to the couch so we could both sit and see each other.

"What would you like to know?" he asked, still holding my hand. I took his in both of mine and traced the lines of his palm for a minute, considering the possibilities.

"Tell me about your family," I suggested.

"Well, I have two older sisters, they moved away, so now it's just me and my dad in the house," he told me, I nodded.

"What's your father like?" I asked, not looking at him, but scrutinized his palm. Father's were a touchy subject for me ever since the age of fourteen.

"He's a nice guy, but he's getting up there and uses a wheelchair. I have to take care of him a lot," he responded.

"Why did you leave him then?" I asked curiously, looking up at him at last.

His face was thoughtful, regretful even. He wasn't looking at me now, but at our hands. He pulled my right hand into both of his, engulfing it with their size. He then gently traced the lines on my palm." He smiled at that and launched immediately into his explanation.

"My two best friends are Quil and Embry. They're great, we're always hanging out, especially since we all joined the pack. Then there's Jared and Paul. Paul has some anger issues and Jared's a big tease," he said, pausing to laugh.

"There's also Seth and Leah, they're brother and sister. Then there's Sam, he's the leader, the alpha, you could call him. He was the first to change, alone," Jacob shuddered. "I can't even imagine what that was like." I was silent for a minute.

"How do you…change?" I asked softly, unsure of his reaction to this question. He seemed fine as he answered confidently.

"It's pretty horrible, all of a sudden you just start to grow as you body changes forms. It hurt a lot, but now, phasing is second nature," he shrugged.

"How did the change happen anyways? Why do you change into wolves?"

"Well, this is gonna sound weird, but believe me, it's the truth," he said, I nodded. "You see, we protect people from…vampires. Wow, that does sound weird, I'm sorry."

"V-vampires?" I repeated, taken aback by this explanation. He nodded solemnly.

"They're our mortal enemy, and when they are present, we transform."

"Oh…so, are there any other mythical creatures I should know about while we're on the subject?" I asked.

"Not that I know of," he laughed.

"That's good," I said with a smile.

"Ya, it is," he agreed, looking into my eyes. "You know, your eyes are the prettiest color," he mused, bringing a hand up to stroke my cheek. It was hot against my face.

"Uh, thanks, um, are you warm because you're a wolf too?" I asked.

"Yup," he smiled, running his fingertips along the side of my face. I slowly closed my eyes and pressed his palm to my cheek with both of my hands. It was so warm, almost to the point of burning, but it felt nice. I felt him bring his free hand to my other cheek. I sighed as the heat calmed me, making me feel comfortable and sleepy. Then his lips met mine, my sleepiness dissipating immediately. I slowly moved my hands from his and set them on his shoulders, gripping them and leaning into him.

Then I heard a car pull into the driveway and quickly pulled away.

"My mom's home!" I hissed.

"Should she know about me yet?" he asked. I tried to think quickly as my mother stepped out of the car.

"Maybe another time, I'll be up in your room," he said, then kissed my forehead and hurried up the stairs. I quickly grabbed the remote and turned the T.V. on, pretending to watch.

"Drina, could you help me with this?" My mother asked as she entered. I turned to look at the door and saw her carrying her briefcase, purse, and a large box of papers. I hurriedly got up and grabbed it for her.

"Could you put it up in my office?" she asked as she shed her coat and shoes.

"Sure," I said, heading for the stairs.

"Thank you, you went grocery shopping, right?" She asked, collapsing on the couch and changing the channel.

"Yup," I said, beginning to lug the box up the stairs.

"Thanks, honey," she said as her eyes slipped shut.

"Sure thing mom," I responded, then hurried to the second landing. Before I could even make it to her office, the box was lifted from my arms. I turned to see Jake, heading to my mom's office.

"Where do you want this?" He asked.

"Oh, uh, by the desk," I told him, he obeyed, setting it gently on the floor.

"What's all the paperwork for?" He asked, turning towards me.

"My mom works at the maternity ward of the hospital so she has to do a lot of paperwork," I explained as I led him to my room, closing the door behind us.

"I see," he said, watching me as I went to my door-wall, and onto the balcony beyond.

He followed as I leaned oh looking at the glistening ocean. The only thing I heard was the screen door closing. Yet the next minute he stood behind me, his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. I leaned back against him, able to feel his radiating warmth even through the shirt he wore.

"Tell me about the vampires," I said softly. "Because if they're anything like on T.V. I'll make a point to avoid them," I said, Jacob chuckled.

"Not really, they're more…disguised than T.V vampires," he explained. "But you should still avoid them. They're probably even more dangerous than T.V. vampires, because they can come out during the day. They're disgusting things, feeding off the blood of humans and leaving them dead, or worse." I shivered as his words became icy. "So don't go near them" he said, his voice hard and commanding as his arms tightened around me.

"Ok, I'll try," I said. He seemed happy with that for the moment and pressed his nose against the skin of my neck.

"Mmm, did you know that you have an extremely appealing scent?" he asked, I flushed.

"Um, not really," I said, embarrassed, he chuckled softly as he ran his nose along my neck. "Wh-what do I smell like?"

"Mmm, like fresh air…with a hint of vanilla, and flowers," he said, breathing deeply as his nose traced my jaw.

"Well, I'm glad you like it," I told him, tilting my head to my left shoulder so he could reach better. He chuckled as he ran his lips across the newly revealed skin. I shivered, his lips were the perfect texture, smooth and full as they glided easily along my skin.

"That feels really good," I muttered, my cheeks pink.

"I'm glad," he chuckled as he slowly turned me to face him. As soon as he did I leaned up on my toes and kissed him. He kissed back, bringing his hand up to cradle my head. When we broke apart his lips ran over my chin, and along my throat.

"Hey, Drina!" Came a loud voice. I jumped and turned around to face the water. There on my green lawn stood my cousin Danny.

"Uh, hi!" I called, my cheeks warm.

"Who's that?" He asked as he pushed his blond hair out of his eyes to see him better.

"Um, come up here!" I told him, he nodded and hurried to the back steps until he stood next to me, breathing heavily.

"So, who are you?" Danny asked Jacob, his eyes taking in his huge frame.

"Jacob Black," Jacob responded, looking at Danny's small build, and pale sunburned skin.

"Danny, why don't you wear a shirt, or at least some sun-block?" I asked him, looking at his red chest and shaking my head.

"Because, I don't need it," he said indignantly.

"Ya you do, you look like a lobster," I retorted, Jacob sniggered.

"Well, it's not my fault I'm white and you're black!" he cried.

"That was racist," said Jacob indignantly, I just laughed.

"You're just jealous that you can't tan worth shit," I laughed.

"To hell I am!" he scowled, Jake joined in my laughter. Jake…I wonder if I can call him that….

"You always have the perfect skin color!" Danny whined.

"Native American, remember," I said, Jacob looked at me, surprised.

"You're an Indian?" he asked questionably.

"Yup! You are too, right Jake?" I asked, trying out the new name, he didn't seem to notice.

"Ya, I'm Quileute," he told me.

"I'm Miwok," I said.

"I'm Caucasian," Danny added, we all laughed at that. "So, where do you come from Jake, I haven't seen you around before."

"I'm from LaPush, Washington," Jake responded, Danny whistled.

"Wow, it's pretty cold up there isn't it?" Danny inquired.

"Ya, but it's mostly rainy, temperature's not bad, at least…it doesn't bother me and my friends," he added, winking at me, I giggled.

"Do my ears deceive me, or did you just giggle?" Asked Danny, faking shock. I just rolled my eyes.

Since the age of five, when I could dress myself in my chosen clothing, I was a tomboy. So whenever I did anything girly my brothers and Danny would never hesitate to point it out.

"wow, rolling your eyes too, you're on a roll," he snickered.

"Shut up!" I said, punching his shoulder.

"Ow! Ok, ok, You punches prove it," he said, rubbing his arm, I smirked.

While hanging out with guys, I picked up some manly abilities, and hobbies, like my love for cars, and punching. I was good at punching, I knocked Danny's two front teeth out when we were ten, in a similar occasion of teasing my girlishness.

"Drina, who are you talking too?" Called my mother, I jumped.

"Oh, it's just me, and-" Danny began, but I slapped my hand over his mouth.

"He's your friend, ok?" I ordered, Danny looked at me, but nodded.

"Danny, and who?" My mother asked.

"My friend, Jake!" Danny called.

"Oh, ok, just keep it down you three," she said, sounding tired.

"Ok mom, I'm sorry," I said, feeling guilty.

"It's fine, if you want to talk that loud then go for a hike," she suggested.

"Sounds good, we'll see you later mom," I said, then led the way off the balcony and to the edge of my yard where the forest began.

"Get food first!" she yelled, I sighed.

"Coming!" I called, irritated. "Wait here, I'll be back," I said, then hurried into the house.

"Hey, grab me a chocolate chip cookie!" Danny called, I rolled my eyes as I entered the house.