The next day we awoke bright and early, eating a quick breakfast, then packed my car.

"No you be careful, ok? I don't want to hear on the new that you died in an accident," my mother fussed, I sighed, pulling her into a hug.

"We'll be fine mom, plus, Jacob's driving, he has quicker reflexes," I assured her.

"I hope so. Now you behave, and don't cause any trouble for Mr. Black. Make sure to call me when you get there. Are you sure you packed everything?"

"Yes mom, everything."

"Well sorry for worrying," she said defensively. I rolled my eyes as I got into the passengers seat and closed the door.

"Goodbye Mrs. Cobin, and thank you for letting me borrow Drina," Jake said, also giving her a hug, and a light kiss on the cheek.

"Well, yes, um, y-you're welcome. You better bring her back safe, you hear?" she said sternly, looking slightly flustered.

"I will," he promised, and got into the drivers side, pushing the seat back as far as it could go so his tall frame could fit.

"Bye mom!" I called as he started the engine. "I'll call when we get there, love you!" Then she was out of sight. I sighed as I leaned back in my seat, watching the familiar houses fly past us.

"Well, we're finally going," I said, closing my eyes and listening to the hum of the car.

"Yup, I just can't believe I'm going back…I've been gone a while. I don't know if it will be an exactly warm welcome," Jake said uneasily.

I placed my hand on his forearm and rubbed it gently. "From what I've heard about them, it sounds as though they'll be very happy to see you, and I'm sure you dad missed you."

"Ya, I'm just a little worried, you know?" He said, taking his hand from the wheel so he could grasp mine.

"I know, but I'm sure everything will be fine," I assured him, welcoming the warmth of his hand.

"Thanks," he said, flashing me a brief smile before refocusing on the road.

"Anytime," I told him, laying my head against his shoulder as I watched the tree's go by.

We were silent for some time as he focused on driving and I watched the landscape flash past the window, becoming exceedingly unfamiliar. With the changing landscape came a gradual coolness that leaked through the now barely cracked windows. Due to this I stayed huddled against Jacob with his arm slung across my shoulders. The warmth of his body stopped the worst of the draft, but soon I found myself reaching for my Jacket he had put on the back of the seat.

"See, told you to pack warm clothes, it's pretty cold up here," he said once I was glued to his side again.

"And of course it doesn't bother you one bit," I snorted, he chuckled, rubbing my arm gently.

"Not at all, in fact, I find it a perfect temperature," he grinned, I gave him a dark look before pressing my face into his now bare shoulder.

He had taken his shirt of a few miles back, saying he was too hot, not that I complained of course, but it seemed horribly unfair that he was comfortable while I was shivering.

"Sorry, it is a werewolf thing though, not like I can help it. Plus, I thought you said you liked it," he pointed out.

"I do, but it's still unfair."

He chuckled and kissed the top of my head, leaving a warm spot. This gave me a devilish idea that I felt drawn to act upon, so I shifted slightly so he could feel the full power of my puppy dog pout.

"What? Did I do something wrong?" He asked, worry crossing his face. I shook my head and edged closer to him.

"No, but my nose is really cold, you think you could help?" I asked.

He smirked "I think that can be arranged." He then bent swiftly and placed a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose, warming it immediately.

"You know, my lips are a little cold too…" I said, trialing off, he laughed, glancing briefly at the road before bending his head and pressing his warm mouth against mine. I groaned softly, fisting a chunk of his hair, then let go immediately when I remembered he was driving.

"Oops," I said as we broke apart. He laughed again, but glanced at the road, making sure we were still on it.

"Don't worry, I didn't mind," he grinned.

"Well that's good to know."

He chuckled as I curled up against him once again and looked out the window.

Once noon had came we stopped at a small fast food place to get some lunch and use the restroom, we were back on the road in no time.

I had asked if he wanted me to drive, since we were going to be driving through the night, and it was already decided that he would be driving, but he turned me down flat.

"Aren't you going to be tired?" I asked him uneasily, he laughed.

"A little, but I can sleep when I get there," he shrugged.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"I'm positive, Drina."

"Ok, just checking."

So we continued to drive, stopping once more to eat dinner before we drove until morning. I tried to see if I could drive, but he said he would, so I gave it up as a lost cause and ended up falling asleep for the whole time anyways.

"Drina," came a soft voice, shaking me gently. I groaned, slowly opening my eyes to find that we'd stopped driving.

"A-are we here?" I asked groggily.

"No, we're almost though, just outside town," he told me. At this I looked at him, expecting to see him looking very tired, but to my great surprise, he looked completely exhilarated.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

He cocked an eyebrow "do I look that bad?"

"No, I just thought you'd be tired after driving all night, but you seem fine," I observed, looking at his face again.

"I'm great actually, maybe it's because I'm so excited," he said, his face lighting up.

"That's good," I smiled, glad to see him in such a good mood.

"Anyways, why we're not there yet is because I thought we'd stop for lunch."

"Lunch?" I asked, looking towards the clock on the dash, it said that it was one in the afternoon.

"Ya, you slept for a while, and I just didn't have the heart to wake you," he said with a sheepish grin.

"I see," I said, checking my hair in the mirror. It was stuck to my face from sleep, so I ran my fingers through it to straighten it.

"Here, go order what you want, I'll be right there," he said, handing me some money.

"Where are you going?" I asked, not taking it.

"I have to let them know we're coming," he said, I nodded, then got out of the car without taking the money. Before I could get far however, he caught my wrist and put the money in my hand, closing my fingers around it. When I made to protest he silenced me with a soft kiss, then turned and headed towards a chunk of woods across the street. Since it was raining, I sighed and went inside, finding a booth near the window.

It was a small diner, probably a family business. It was plain, but comfortable, with red vinyl seats and a white linoleum floor.

"Are you here along?" Asked a male waiter.

I blinked, then responded in a slightly stunned tone "no, uh, my friend's coming too."

"Ok, do you know what you'd like to drink?" He asked, his smile fading.

"Um, two coke's please," I said, assuming Jake would drink almost anything.

"Ok, I'll be right back with those," he said, turning and heading towards the kitchen, just as Jake walked through the door, shaking his soaked hair out of his eyes.

"Well, you're wet," I stated as he took a seat opposite me.

"Ya, it's raining harder than I thought," he smiled. The waiter approached at this point and set down our coke's.

"I hope you like coke," I said, but before I had finished asking him, he was already drinking deeply. I chuckled as I took a sip of my own, letting the cold sugary liquid run through me.

"Are you ready to order?" The waiter asked, glaring at the pair of us.

"Are you ready?" Jacob asked me, I quickly glanced at the menu and nodded.

"Um, I'll have the chicken Caesar salad," I said.

"I'll have a hamburger and fries," Jacob told him, I couldn't help but smile.

"I'll be right back with that," he said, and hurried away.

"So, what did they say?" I asked Jacob.

"Well, they seemed happy, and they're excited to meet you," he said with a smile.

"You told them about me?" I asked, blushing.

"Well, in a way, you see, when we phase we can hear each other's thoughts. It's a good aspect, but when you want to keep a secret it kina sucks," he explained.

"So you were thinking about me?" I grinned, he smiled back and reached a hand across the table to brush it across my cheek.

"I'm always thinking about you," he told me. I blushed and held his warm hand to my cheek with both of my own.

"I'm always thinking of you too," I muttered, pulling his hand to my mouth so I could kiss his palm.

"Here's your food!" Said the waiter loudly, making me jump. Jacob slowly pulled his hand away so the waiter could set our food down.

"Thank you," I muttered, he just nodded and walked away.

"Well, that was a little strange," Jacob grinned.

I blushed, pulling out my fork and beginning to eat my salad. That was very strange, and absolutely mortifying!

"You know, when you blush like that I really want to kiss you," he stated. I could feel his gaze on my, but I just nodded, not looking up.

After a moment I felt his gaze disappear as he focused on his food.

Once we had finished he paid and led me back out to the car. Before he let me get in he pulled me close and kissed me deeply, but briefly, then went to the drivers seat and got in. I joking him and leaned against his shoulder again, watching as we exited the parking lot and drove a ways before entering a small reservation.

I sat up at this point and looked out the windows, past the light drizzle. I could feel Jacob's eyes drift to me as he waited for my reaction.

I was surprised at what I saw. It was so similar to my town, except for the sizes of the houses.

"It reminds me a lot of home, just…wetter," I said. Jake chuckled, relaxing as he looked back out the windshield.

"Ya, like I said, it rains a lot here, so I hope you brought a raincoat," he said.

"I did, and sweaters, it's colder here too," I shivered. Even in the car I could feel the cold seeping in. Jacob shifted then and slung his arm around my shoulders, which immediately made me warmer. So I abandoned the scenery and slumped back against him, pressing my face against his neck. I sighed contently, he shivered, his breathing increasing.

"Are you trying to drive me mad?" He asked, I grinned.

"Maybe," I breathed, kissing his skin.

"If you keep that up I won't be able to drive," he murmured.

"Oh, so you want me to stop?" I asked, placing a hand on his stomach and tracing the lines of his muscles through his black t-shirt.

"N-not really, but it's hard to focus," he said, only able to produce brief sentences of proper speech.

"Well, consider this a test of focus. You're doing wonderful so far," I told him, slipping my hand under his shirt, he gasped.

"N-not for long," he groaned as though he was trying to cling to his sanity. Is sighed and carefully pulled away, returning to my own seat. He groaned at the loss.

"What? I thought you said you had enough," I pointed out.

"I'm up for another lesson," he said, smiling at me.

"Maybe later, since you can't handle it now," I chided.

"You know, you can be so mean sometimes," he said with a chuckle.

"Yes I can," I smiled, he just shook his head. We then began to slow as he pulled into a rocky driveway outside a small white washed house. Woods were to the left of the house as the road continued on in front of it.

It was a small, but comfortable looking, and from my view I could see into the small living room that was jammed with people who began to spill out at our arrival.

"Welcome to LaPush," Jake smiled, stepping out of the car. "Stay here a minute, I'll come and get you." I nodded and sat still, watching him walk towards the mass.

He was tackled by guys just as big as him. Punches and smiles were exchanged and I couldn't help but smile to myself at the sight.

"So, where's you girl?" Asked a voice, making me look up. Jacob came around to my door and opened it, offering me his hand.

"Come on, I want you to meet everybody," he said, a wide smile on his face.

"Ok," I said, taking his hand and letting him help me out of the car. As soon as I stood up and turned around there were about five catcalls and whistles, I blushed, still holding Jake's hand as he glared at his friends.

"Guys, this is, Drina," he announced, pulling me around the car so we were face to face with them.

"Hi, it's um, nice to meet you," I said, slightly shy standing in from of these magnificent men.

"Well, you sure imprinted on a looker," the short largely built one smirked.

"That's Quil, just ignore him," Jake whispered in my ear, I laughed lightly, holding my free hand out.

"It's nice to meet you, Quil," I smiled. He took my hand into a tight grip.

"You too," he said, a radiant smile lighting up his face.

"I'm Embry," said a taller boy, who was leaner than the rest of them, pushing Quil out of the way.

"It's nice to meet you," I smiled, taking his hand now. He took it and brought it to his face, kissing the back of my hand, I giggled.

"Don't try to act all smooth," said another guy, approaching me. He looked similar to Jake, but had a longer face. "I'm Paul," he thrust his hand at me, I took it gingerly.

"It's nice to meet you," I said quietly, extremely intimidated by him, he smirked at this.

"You know, you are quite cute," he grinned. I blushed, then he was pushed out of the way by another guy who looked similar.

"Jared, it's nice to meet you," he smiled, holding out his hand, I shook it.

"You too."

"Hey, you stole my thunder!" Said Paul, his face fierce.

"What thunder? You never had any," Jared sneered. Paul began to shake with rage, and made to pounce.

"Stop!" Came a commanding voice. Everyone turned to look at the speaker. He looked older than the rest of them, and a natural leader. "Welcome to LaPush, Drina, I'm Sam Uley," he said in a deep soothing voice.

"It's an honor to meet you," I said, taking his outstretched hand. It was rough, but gently and nearly swallowed mine whole. He chuckled at my comment, but smiled kindly.

"It's more of an honor to meet you, you brought Jacob back," he told me, looking into Jake's face who was the same height as him.

"She did," Jacob agreed, letting go of my hand and wrapping his arm around my waist.

"Jacob?" cut in a soft husky voice. Everyone silenced and turned to look at the old man in a wheelchair that had appeared on the porch. His eyes were trained on Jacob, tears forming in the corners. Jacob began to walk towards him, his arm leaving my waist. I watched as he approached the porch and father and son embraced.

"I can't believe it's been so long," Billy murmured, still embracing his son.

"I'm sorry," Jacob murmured, slowly pulling away. "Dad, I want you to meet someone," he said, turning and beckoning to me. I slowly approached the porch, standing at Jacob's side, he slid his arm around my waist again. "Drina, this is my dad, Billy," he whispered to me, I nodded, taking Billy's withered hand in both of mine.

"I'm glad to have finally met you, and thank you for letting me stay here," I told him. He patted the back of my hand with his free one.

"It's my pleasure, you brought my son home," he said, smiling gently.

"Actually, he brought himself, I just tagged along," I said, everyone chuckled.

"In respect," his father nodded, a smile lighting up his face. "Now, everyone come into the house and let us celebrate."

We spent the rest of the day with Jacobs father and friends, all smushed into his tiny living room. I met all his pack, including the other members, Collin, Brady, Seth, and Leah. I learned that Seth and Leah were brother and sister and that Seth had an immediate crush on me, that Jacob didn't seem to approve of, while I found it quite flattering. I also met Sam's fiancée Emily, we hit it off right way, despite our age difference. There were so many new names and faces swimming in my head by the time they left that I couldn't remember which went with which.

"You look tired," Jake commented as he walked back over to the couch and sat next to me.

"Kind of, I'm never going to remember all their names tomorrow though," I groaned. Jake laughed and kissed my hair.

"Don't worry, I'm sure they'll forgive you," he assured me. I nodded, yawning as I rested my head on his shoulder.

"Com one, I'm gonna get you to bed," he said, adjusting me in his arms, then lifting me with apparent ease.

"What about you?" I asked, yawning again.

"I'll be in there soon, I need to talk to my dad for a bit," he told me. I nodded, knowing just how he felt. I was silent as he walked me down the hall, entering a room to the left and laying me down onto a small bed.

"Goodnight, Drina," he whispered as he pulled the blankets over me.

"Night," I smiled, looking up at him.

"I love you," he murmured, setting his forehead to mine.

"I love you too," I said, inclining my head for a kiss. He chuckled, but complied, his lips meeting mine. I couldn't help myself as I moved my hands to his head and held him there, my fingers knotting into his hair. Finally he pulled away, but held his lips close to mine.

"I'll be back in a minute," he told me.

"Ok," I smiled, leaning in to kiss him once more. He kissed my forehead softly, then straightened up, closing the door quietly behind him as he left.

Jacob's P.O.V.

Once I had closed my bedroom door I walked out to the living room, finding Billy sitting in his wheelchair next to the couch. I sighed, but sat down onto the couch and waited for the blow I knew would come.

"I'm glad you're home, Jake," he whispered, I looked over at him, seeing pain and relief in his eyes.

"Dad, I'm sorry for-" I began, but he waved a hand to silence me.

"I know why you did it, and I forgive you. I just missed you," he said with a crinkly eyed smile. I looked away from him, feeling guilty and ashamed.

"I still want to apologize. I shouldn't have ran, but I don't regret it, because…I found Drina," I smiled.

"You did, and I'm happy for you," he said. "Now, you had a long day, you should get to bed."

"Ya, thanks dad," I said, standing up and moving to the hall. "And…I missed you too."