"Oh my god!" I gasped, my hands flying to my mouth as I stared down at Quil. He was an absolute mess. He was cut and bruised everywhere, and his leg was in a splint with a good chunk taken out of it, which was just starting to heal. I couldn't believe that Sebastian had down all this, it was terrible, horrible, yet, Quil was still laying there smiling up at us like it was the best day of his life. Stupid boy.

"Aw, come on, Drina, I don't look that bad, do I?" He asked, laughing slightly, Jacob scoffed. I just shook my head at the both of them.

"Yes you look that bad!" I cried. Men really did have a strange definition of 'bad.'

"It's ok, I'll be healed up in no time," he shrugged, waving his large hand before reaching over on his night table to grab another hot dog.

"No time?! But your wounds are so-"

"Remember, we have speed healing," Jake said.

"But still-" I began again.

"Don't worry about it, as long as you're safe. I wouldn't be able to look Jake or Claire in the face if you had died," he said, shuddering at the thought. Then he looked at me, his eyes soft. "She really loves you, you're like her older sister she never had," Quil grinned. "I really appreciate you watching her and stuff-"

"Oh, no, after what you did for me? It's the least I can do, really," I said.

"Still, thanks, Claire really likes it," he smiled.

"You really care a lot about her, don't you?" I said, unable to keep the sides of my mouth from turning up slightly. It was just so adorable how much he cared about little Claire.

"Ya, she's my life, what can I say?" He grinned. I still found the whole imprinting on a four year old thing kind of odd, but talking to Quil you knew that he had no other thoughts in his head than to protect her with his life, and make her happy. Then someday, Claire and him might be a happy couple. I really envied Claire for that, to have that much security for your entire life. I had Jacob now, but I always wished he had come sooner, but better later than never, right?

"Um, speaking of Claire, I didn't freak her out too much last night, did I?" I asked, feeling guilty for my freak out. I practically strangled the poor child, bawling my eyes out on her tiny shoulder. She probably was scared of me now.

"A little, but she's more worried than scared," Quil assured me. I felt a little better, but I still felt bad, poor kid. "Hey, you two look real tense, did something happen between you?" Quil asked suddenly. My eyes opened wide in shock as Jake and I shared a confused glance.

"No," I said, still confused.

"We did however have an encounter with Bella," Jake answered, an arm slinking around my waist.

"So, how did that go?" Quil asked.

"How do you think it went?" Jake asked, pulling up one of my now neatly bandaged hands.

"Whoa, Drina, what the hell did you do to her?" Quil exclaimed. I couldn't help but laugh loudly. He thought I had tried to beat her up!

"New, this is all my fault, I hit a poor tree. I feel bad now, the tree didn't do anything," I shrugged. Quil laughed at this.

"Damn, you should have punched her instead of the tree."

"Ya, I know, but I would have just broken my hand, at least with the tree it's only a few cuts," I said.

"Ya, there's a plus," Quil laughed, rolling his eyes.

"So, you think you're gonna be well enough to go to the barbeque tomorrow?" Jacob asked, changing the subject.

"I don't know man, the doc says I'm gonna be here for a while, but I hope I will," Quil said, his face looking hopeful, but looking at him I doubted he'd be well by next week let alone tomorrow evening.

"Well, we're gonna get going alright Quil? Drina and I have some explaining to do." I groaned, I didn't want to face my mother. She was going to be furious.

Quil laughed, "alright, see you later guys, hopefully I'll get to join you all tomorrow, if not, bring me back some grub, would ya?"

"Don't count on it, I bet it'll all be gone," Jake laughed.

"Don't worry Quil, I'll make sure I snag some for you before the pigs get it all," I said, punching Jake in the stomach.

"Hey, I was only telling the truth," he said, I rolled my eyes.

"Thanks, Drina, see you guys tomorrow!" Quil called as we walked out the door.

"So, what had my mother been told, thus far?" I asked.

"That you went to a sleepover at Emily's, while I went over to Embry's," Jake said.

"Oh, well, I don't think she'll be that bad, maybe because it wasn't me who told her, but I think she'll be ok," I said, relieved that he had come up with such a good excuse.

"Well that's good," he sighed, glad that I was fairly sure we were off the hook.

Just as expected, my mom greeted us warmly, with some lunch as well, to Jacob's delight. However, she did want to talk to me alone. So we headed out to take a walk along the beach. Even if Jacob didn't think that was such a great idea, he could not deny my mother her chat. So I soon found myself walking along the beach beside my mother, a thing we always did back home.

"Drina, I know there is something more between you and Jacob than just kissing," she said, her lips pursed together. Yet, it seemed more like she was trying to be angry, but couldn't quite get it.

"Ya, there is," I admitted, unable to lie to my mother. She was one of the closest people in my life, and I didn't want to lie, I owed her more than that.

"Thank you for telling the truth," she began. "I just pray that you two are being safe, since I know telling you not to, or taking you away won't accomplish anything. You two are too tightly bound," she sighed.

"I-I really love him mom. I don't fully understand it, but somehow, I can tell he's the one," I whispered. I looked carefully over at her to see her reaction. She was simply nodding her head, her face set, and surprisingly, a small smile on her face.

"I like that boy, and his father is a very nice man," she said, giving me her approval. This meant more to me than anything, to know that my mother was behind me. I couldn't help but stop walking and hug her. She just laughed in my ear and stroked my hair.

"What? Did you think I would yell or something? I guess that would be the most parental thing to do, but I can't. You're too happy for me to be angry," she said. Her voice content. She hasn't been this light-hearted in a while. Coming here has done us both a lot of good.

"What's going to happen when school starts? Are we going to be leaving?" I asked, pulling away just enough so I could see her face.

She looked at me, her face calculating.

"I don't know sweetheart. I know you don't want to leave him, but I have work, and you do have school. It's your senior year after all, and I'm not going to let you drop you, so don't even think about it!" She warned me.

"Don't worry, I wasn't, but you're right, I don't want to leave him," I admitted. She sighed, rubbing her forehead.

"We'll see when the time comes, we still have a few weeks, ok?" She said finally, looking at me with tired eyes. I knew this meant that the conversation was over, so I nodded as we made our way back up the beach.

When we arrived back at the house, Jacob was pacing back and forth across the porch, looking distressed.

"Don't look so worried dear," my mother told him, patting his arm (the easiest place for her to reach) before heading through the front door, shutting it behind her.

As soon as the door clicked shut he crossed to me, pulling me tightly into his arms.

"So, everything went alright?" He asked.

"Ya, she knows about us know, well, how physical our relationship is I mean," I told him, he lifted his head, looking at me wide eyed. "She was actually really calm about it, said she thought you were a nice boy," I laughed, musing his hair.

"Wow, wasn't expecting that one," he said, shocked.

"No kidding," I sighed.

"So everything's cool?" he asked, making sure. I smiled, nodding. He grinned back at me, taking my face in his burning palms as he kissed my lips softly.

"Well, we now have no worries for the moment. So what are we going to do with our time of freedom?" I mused when his lips left mine.

"I don't know, with all the craziness lately I just want to sit around," he said, looking apologetic.

"You know, that is one of the best ideas I have ever heard," I agreed, taking his hand and leading him inside. "How bout we just watch a movie and have some popcorn?" I suggested as we entered the living room where my mother and Billy were laughing animatedly.

"Sure, what would you like to watch?" He asked.

"Oh, we should watch Moulin Rouge!" I squealed, remembering that I had brought it with me. You can't leave your favorite movie behind when you're gonna be gone for so long after all.

"Moulin what?" Jake mused, confused. My mother and I both laughed. "It's good, even you will like it. You can watch too Billy," I said, hurrying to go fetch it as my mom went to the kitchen to make popcorn.

In a matter of ten minutes we were all sitting in the Black's living room watching Moulin Rouge with bowls of heaping mounds of popcorn. Jake ended up laughing through half of it, and I hit him a good fifty or so times, thankfully at the end he shut up and became just as enthralled in it as mom and I.

"Well, I admit, it wasn't as bad as it thought it was," he admitted as we lay in bed later that night.

"I love that movie, that's all there is to say," I told him, pressing my face into his shoulder.

"Ya, the duke was pretty weird though, but Satine was hot, I've always liked Nicole Kidman" he said slyly, and I looked up at him with a pout.

"Better than me?"

"Hmmm, maybe," he deliberated. I glared at him and he grinned. "What, are you jealous or something?"

"You're annoying," I brooded, rolling away from him and turning my back to him.

"Aw, come on, I was only kidding, there's no girl prettier than you, plus, I could never be with Nicole Kidman, that would be like, impossible!" Jacob laughed, his arms pulling me back. I tried to resist, but that didn't last very long, as usual.

"Ya you could, you're hot enough, plus, you said prettier" I said moodily, staring off into the darkness. He laughed against my neck, only increasing my irritation. I spun in his arms, prepared to scream in his face, but his lips were on mine faster than I could accomplish that.

Once again, I attempted to resist, but really, why resist when you're enjoying it so much? So I eventually gave into his advances, running my hand along his chest, causing a husky growl to emit from his throat. Damn did I love when he did that, it was so fucking hot!

"Why do you have to turn me on so much?" I groaned against his mouth, he chuckled, nipping at my bottom lip affectionately.

"I don't know, why is it that you turn me on so much?" He countered.

"Beats me," I laughed, staring into his deep chocolate eyes.

"Drina," he said softly, making my name sound like something to be cherished, it was so beautiful. "I know I've said this before, but I'm so glad I found you," he smiled, his eyes twinkling, it was infectious.

"So am I, Jacob, So am I," I assured him, closing my eyes at last and brushing my lips against his. "I love you."

"I love you more," he countered, I sighed.

"Go to sleep you fool." He chuckled, pulling me closer.

"I still love you more."

"Fat chance."

A.N. Hi guys, once again, I am terribly sorry for the update time, and it's not going to be getting any better until summer rolls around, so please bare with me. I know this chapter isn't very action packed, but I thought our poor characters needed a break, next chapter it should pick up pace however, and our lovely Sebastian will be making another appearance. Will the wolves get him the time? Hmmm, you'll have to wait and see. Until next time my wonderful readers!