(sing-song voice): I'm back! Wow, two updates for the same story in one week! I'm on a role!

So here's the next chapter for Sisters...Can't Live Without Them. As always, Stephenie Meyers owns the Twilight saga and I own this story's plot and original characters.


Ch. 5 Talking

Jasper's POV

"No way! Uh-uh! Not going to happen! Over my dead body!" Cindy exclaimed from her spot on her bed. I just shook my head as I continued packing her bag for her. "There is no way that I'm going to spend two days over there with those werewolves!"

"It's not up for discussion Cynthia," I said.

My family and I were in need of keeping ourselves strong for the fight so we were taking precautions and going for a hunting trip this weekend. While we were away, Bella and Cindy were going to spend the weekend with the werewolves. Not my favorite plan in the world, but I felt better knowing that my sister was being protected. After all, I know that Jacob boy would protect her.

It had been a little less than a week now since the first training, and I had felt the emotions coming from Jacob to my sister were the same as the emotions as mine to Alice. I knew he imprinted on Cindy, and even though I didn't like the idea of that dog being with her, at least my baby sis had found someone… if she only knew that. Jacob hadn't told her yet.

"But why do I have to go? I get that Bella needs to, but why me? I can defend myself just as easily as you can!"

"I know that you can take care of yourself Cindy," I sighed as I turned to look at her. Her face was pulled up into an annoyed frown, obviously not too keen about the idea of having a dozen or so furry-babysitters. "But it would give me some peace of mind if you trust me on this." I knew right then that I had her.

"Fine," she huffed and crossed her arms. "I'll do it, but it doesn't mean that I'll like it!" I grinned and reached down to pull her into my arms.

"Thanks little sis," I whispered into her hair. I felt her smile slightly in my chest as she wrapped her arms around me in response.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just be careful, ok?" she asked.

"Sure." I pulled back and smiled at her and she returned it with a slight grimace. I could tell that she was as excited about leaving me for just two day as I was about leaving her.

"But you owe me a major candy stash for this buster!"

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Jacob's POV

I stood beside the Rabbit by the road that separated Forks from the Rez, waiting for one of the bloodsuckers to bring Bella and Cynthia. When I had found out that Cynthia was going to be here for the next few days, I nearly shouted for joy. I had decided that I was going to bring up the topic of imprinting and tell her the truth. Hopefully, she would feel the same.

The silver Volvo came speeding along the curvy road, never losing its grip on the slick pavement. I pushed myself away as the car came to a stop and three people got out from it. That Cullen guy was unloading two large backpacks from the trunk while Cynthia and Bella stood beside him. I nearly got lost in Cynthia's beautiful eyes when she turned to look at me.

"So if there's anything that happens, call me. Alright?" Cullen asked Bella as he helped her with her bag. Cynthia snatched her from his hand and walked over the line and stopped on the other side of my car.

"Hi Cynthia," I greeted her, but her only acknowledge to me was nodded her head curtly in my direction as she leaned against the door. I frowned at turned back to see Bella kissing the leech.

"Hey, could you two hurry up with the love fest?" Cynthia yelled at them. "Some of us want to actually keep our food down, you know?"

"You have a problem with kissing or something?" I asked her.

"Pretty much," she shrugged. "I never really was one for the whole 'true love' junk. Never have, never will."

"Not even if it was you?" "I don't really care if I meet that so called 'Mr. Right'. I find love is overrated, along with things that involve showing love. Take Valentine's Day for instance. One day out of the whole year where you express your love to someone through the means of heart shaped candies, cards, and flowers? If you really love them, then you don't wait for one day to show them how much. It's pointless!"

Those words stung more than anything I ever thought. Here I was, finally finding the courage to tell this girl that she was my soul mate, and she tells me that she wants nothing to do with love.

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The rest of the day had gone by with no surprises. Sam and a couple of the others were patrolling the area, dad had gone with Charlie for a little fishing trip, and I spent most of my time in the garage with Bella and Cynthia. Bella and I were working between my bike and the Rabbit while Cynthia sat in the far corner of the room with a small pile of books beside her and her MP3.

"I think I'm going to call it early," Bella spoke up after a few hours of total silence. She bid each of us goodnight and walked out of the garage, leaving me and Cynthia alone. I noticed her give me a thumb up and mouthed 'good luck' before she left.

"Hey Cynthia," I called. She looked up from her book with a look of surprise before she looked around the room for what I guess would be Bella.

"Where did Bella go?" she asked as she pulled the ear buds out.

"Back to the house. Said she was tired," I replied. "Listen, I'm real sorry that you had to be stuck here with me this weekend. I'm sure you'd rather be somewhere else."

Cynthia shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not really fond of the idea yeah, but that's not because of you. It's just that I feel like I'm being treated like some infant that can't defend herself. It's infuriating." We sat there for a few minutes in silence before she spoke up again. "So what's the problem with the bike?"

"Umm… well, I think the motor is rusted a bit, or there's something in the exhaust that's causing it to overheat," I tried to explain it in the simplest way possible. I didn't think she liked motorcycles that much.

"Move over for a sec," I nearly jumped at the sound of how close she was. I looked over my shoulder to see Cynthia squatting down on the ground beside me. "Hand me that flashlight, would you?" I did so, her fingers accidentally brushing mine as she took it.

"There's the problem right there," she exclaimed as she pointed at the bike. "Your fuse box is burnt out. That's why it's not working properly."

"You know about motorcycles?" I was surprised.

"Yeah I do. A hundred years of living gives a person plenty of time to learn new things. Why?"

"Nothing, it's just a surprise. I thought- well what I mean to say is that I believed that a girl- I mean a woman of your time would-"

"Relax Jacob," she laughed, clearly amused at my stammering. "I get what you mean." For the next couple of hours, we talked about random things while we worked on the bike.

"So where did you learn to fight like you do?" I asked as I closed the garage door and locked it for the night. We finally finished working at around ten at night, and surprisingly we had the bike completely repaired.

"Personal practice," Cynthia answered. "I always wanted to be a fighter but my parents frowned upon it. So when I went looking for my brother, I started training myself with my powers. Then I started traveling the world and spent a lot of time watching professional masters of different fighting techniques. Karate, aikido, sword fighting… the works. Eventually, I made my own fighting technique that you saw the other night." Then she laughed.

"What is it?" "I've never talked so much about myself in my entire life than I have tonight. Sorry if I've bored you with my life stories."

"Hey don't be. It's nice to see that you feel comfortable around me." She smiled at me and I felt all my bones turn into jelly. I laughed lightly when she started yawning. "It's getting pretty late. Maybe you should get some sleep. I need to go on patrol, so I'm gonna go before Sam grills me for it."

"Yeah, you're probably right. Well, I'm gonna head inside and watch a little TV before bed, ok?" I nodded and with a small peck on my cheek, she ran back into the house. I stood there like an idiot for a couple minutes before snapping out of it and running into the wood area. I quickly phased and ran off in the direction that I heard Sam's thoughts coming from.

'Quil and Embry, you two take the eastern woods of the rez. Leah and Seth, you take the western. Paul and Jared will take the north areas, and Jacob and I will take the south. Let's go!' Sam ordered and everyone split up.

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It was about one in the morning when I finally got back home. After phasing back and tugging on my shorts, I walked back into the house and saw Cynthia was fast asleep on the couch. I silently chuckled at the cute purple pajama bottom and tank top ensemble and how her brown hair was pulled back into a braid that hung over her shoulder.

I was very careful as I pulled the remote from her hand and turned off the TV, picked her up gently in my arms and brought her to my room where I gently placed her in the bed. I covered her with the thick comforter that I really never needed anymore, lightly kissed her forehead and left the room. I crashed on the couch and instantly fell asleep dreaming of the beautiful little witch in my room.

Aww! Jake is so sweet to her! (Well of course he is! I'm making him act like that! ;) ) So how'd I do this shot around?

Please let me know! R&R!

Nancy (aka megamatchmaker)