It's official my stomach will be the death of me. I roll over on my stomach, realizing that this is probably not the best position, but it feels better, so much better. The light that comes from the windows only makes my head hurt so much more. I feel like I've had a hungover, got food poising only I hadn't drank in so long.

"Cassie, are you alright? It's past ten you're never in bed this late." She walks in the room, looking at me. "Jake's going to be over in a little while."

"Oh please, please don't let him come over . I'll just die if I see him right now." And it's true, I feel like if I see Jacob, better yet if Jacob saw me like this. In pain in all, crying, moaning. . . another painful pulse goes through me, and I may just began crying again.

"Oh. Cramps?"

"Cramps? Psh, understatement." She laughs, sits beside me on the bed. She softly places her hand on my forehead. "You feel fine. No fever." Right now I feel like a fever could feel better than this.

"If you only knew the hurricane that's unleashing on my insides."

"I'll go cook for us, add some things in it that will relieve you're cramps. But in the mean time just sleep. You'll feel better when you wake up."

I just move my head, knowing that laying in bed and sleeping were already in my plans. I cannot even think of eating at a time like this, I don't even think it was a possible thing.

I roll over once again, eyes closed. I try my hardest to ignore the pain, and fall back asleep. I lay there afraid to switch my position, half a sleep but mostly just lying in pain.

A knock on the door wakes me up from my half sleep state. "It's me." I shudder pulling the blankets further over my head. Hadn't I told Emily that I didn't want to see him? But yet here he was, standing over me.

"Are you okay?"

"No." I push my head between the space in my pillow, mostly because the light from the hallway enters the room combining with the light from the window and its nothing good for my headache.

"What's wrong?" he sits on the empty spot on the bed.

"You wouldn't understand." My voice seems more rough now that I'm talking to him. I know that because I'm his imprint he'll be a little more concerned than Emily. I feel it beaming all from his body, his concern, but I don't think he really understands what I'm going through right now.

"Well help me understand." He voice is soft.

"Girl stuff."

"Girl stuff? oh. . . girls stuff." Now he understands, well I'm sure he doesn't understand the pain I'm going through but I'm sure he understands even if it's only a little bit. "I want to help you. What can I do?"

"Leave." He laughs, but I am not kidding, I'm extremely serious. I really did not want him to see me like this.

"You sure?" I nod, and I turn my back to him.

"Okay, well I really hope you feel better."

I don't reply, I can't once I get to another strike goes through my spine, I wince. I have to make sure that he doesn't come back.

"Oh and Jacob."

"Yes?"

"Please don't come back today."

I close my eyes, and melt into the bed. Drifting into sleep almost immediately. I do really, really sleep for a what I think is a good amount of time, but when I'm awaken by another knock on the door I notice on the clock that I've only been asleep for about 25 minutes.

It's Jacob of course. Standing there sexy and all, it's very rare that I really look a Jacob for what he is but now when I do, I'm fascinated. I hadn't noticed earlier that Jacob didn't have a shirt on. I couldn't resist. I just stare, head on my pillow staring. I know he knows that I'm staring, but I can't help it. I can't pretend this time that I'm not totally taken away by my view. Had he always been this sexy? Oh his abs, so perfect, so formed. He's smiling with a proud look on his face because he has succeeded at taking my breath away. I bet he knows how hot he is, that's probably why he's come in here with his shirt off to sway me in.

"Thanks."

I raise in eyebrows trying to evaluate whether or not I've said this aloud or not. "Did I say that out loud?"

He grins taking it all in, and I can tell his head is huge with knowing that he has me like this. . . in awe. "Say what out loud?"

"That you're," I catch my words realizing that I haven't said anything, "Why'd you say thanks?"

"Facial expression." He lifted up his bag, "If you don't want me here. I understand but you shouldn't be in here by yourself in pain. So I brought you a few things." He takes a glance into the bag. "Chocolate, heating pad, Tylenol, ice cream, and I brought Marley & Me." I know I should be mad at him for coming back, but I can't help it he never fails to make me smile.

"Rocky Road?" I'm such a fatass, but I can't resist.. "You are so perfect, Jacob. Thank you." He comes to sit on the bed again. Rocky Road sounds so irresistible right now.

"Do me a favor?" His eyes are on me, and right about now I feel like I should just get under the blanket and hide given the fact that I haven't even see me own face. "Close the curtain for me, it's killing me." My stomach begans jumping up and down inside of me. A moan slips out of my mouth, and I lean back into the headboard. He comes back to me.

"Here let me help you put it on," I watch as he opens the Icy Hot, and pulls it out, and I know in just moments my pains will go away. I slip down the blankets to expose my stomach. I am wearing a sports bra, I know but at this point in time I really care almost close to not at all him seeing without a shirt. "On your stomach?"

"Yes." I say closing my eyes as the relief instantly hits me, the pad begans to heat up. "Oh my. Thank you." I open my eyes looking at him.

"So, Marley & Me huh? Put it in." He does, putting the disk inside the DVD player. It's sweet to know that Jacob actually took in the fact that Marley and Me was my favorite movie. I just lay there my heads pounding, my back straining, but thank goodness my cramps dimense.

I have to admit that I didn't expect him to do all this for me. Hell any other guy in my past would have left and never came back, but I have to realize that he's not any other guys in my past, he's mine, my imprint, always will be. It was good having that permanent friend there, I knew I would always have Jacob.

"Now the ice cream. Did you get two spoons?" I know in the past I've destroyed a gallon of ice cream myself, but I figure in front on my imprint I shouldn't pig out, not just yet. Plus, Rocky Road is not the type of ice cream that you can just eat by yourself, its so good it has to be shared.

Jacob comes back, (still sexy) two spoons and glass and hand. "I brought you a water for your Tylenol." Could he get any better?

I quickly swallow the two Tylenol pills.

As I lean to sit up, another cramp hits me and it's coming from my back. I tremble, my eyes close. I really don't want him to see me like this.

"You okay?"

I nod, "Yeah, fine." But he gets up anyway.

"Do you need another heating pad?"

"No . . . I'm fine."

But he doesn't believe me, and he won't let this go, "Look Cassie, I'm here for you, and no matter what I'm going to prove it to you."

"It's just my back. It hurts so much. . ." I say, "But it's no big deal, Jake. Let's just enjoy our ice cream okay?" The pain is telling him opposite sending another wave through my stomach and back, and I bite my lip to hold in any sound that may come out.

"You know what? Let me give you a massage I'm sure it will help." I give him a look, maybe it's wrong for me to want Jake's hands all over me, but it's the first thought that comes to mind. Although a massage right now would do me good, and it's all I need.

"Okay." I say softly, I push up removing the blanket from me showing off my red pajamas that don't match my sports bra at all. I remove the heating pad, when I realize the Victoria Secret lotion sitting there on my night stand. "Well here use this." I hand him the bottle of lotion, "I don't use it anyway," I say, before I laying on my stomach, placing my head on my pillow.

He sits over me. God he is so warm. His hands start at my shoulders gently massaging, they glide so gently and softly up to my neck, that I think I may melt. My only thoughts right now are that his hands are his soft, soothing, and calming. He's just started and I'm on a flight to Heaven it feels like. He runs his fingertips down the curve in my shoulders, and down my spin in the dip of my lower back. It's doing two things to me, one making me extremely hot, two distracting me from the cramps that erupt in my stomach, but there's no way I can pay attention to it right now, not like this. Not with his hands around my waist giving gently presses to it. Even though he's making me so hot, I feel goose bumps arise on my back. He flattens his hands against my shoulder blades as if he's trying to warm me up. By now, I'm really starting to relax. I feel the warmness, his hands leave my body, and I moan from the disconnect. I think that right now he's probably about to add lotion. Oh Yes, he is. It's there his hands, lotion feeling like silk against me. He starts again at my waist and presses his big hands against it, I moan, by accident, so quietly that I'd hope he doesn't hear. He continues adding pressure all the way up towards my sports bra, adding hard squeezes.

I literally forget that I'd ever had cramps in the first place. He's really good, I mean really good, and given the fact that his hands are naturally quite warm he's really heating me up. In so many ways.

I feel his hands glide down to each side of my hips and then up my sides, and he's adding deeper pressure. He stops using his hands and begans to use his fingertips I giggle a little because my sides are just another sensitive spot of mine. He immediately starts adding pressure again, back down to my hips. Geez, he's getting pretty low at my hips as he presses. I cannot hold the moan in any longer, it softly slips between my lips and it just motivates Jacob to push a little deeper. The next moan comes out the moment when he's at the part if my body that the cramps have affected the most. He stops, just to add more lotion to his hands. The coolness from it, somehow still manages to heat me up as Jake goes right back to back. He pushes, and presses there. "Right there – hurts- good." His palm circles around my waist moving up and down in that area. He is really good with his hands, I must admit.

I began realize that I may be enjoying this to much. I'm sure it's time for me to tell him he can stop, but my body is saying otherwise.

My body is saying don't you dare, but my mouth says, "I feel so much better now." I turn to sit up, and I feel like I have a whole new body. "Jacob I can't thank you enough." My body is literally throbbing, aching in the best way.

"Always anytime." I sit back into the headboard knowing that I will always take him up on this offer.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom, okay?" I nod, looking at him. And the bow! I look into him and it's accidental and definitely unexpected. Jaco-Jacob is aroused. It hits my body in a way it's never hit me, a soft moan slips out of my mouth. I put my hand over my stomach knowing that, this is not where the feeling is coming from. It's such a strong feeling. "Okay, well I'll be here. . . waiting."

I watch him as he walks away, and grin. How could I not notice? Once he's out of the room, his feeling leaves me, but I'm still left there feeling it.

I close my eyes, this is not good.

I have to get up, I can't be in a room alone with Jacob, not after the feelings I accidentally picked up. I can only imagine myself sexually attacking him. I try to `clear my mind.

For some strange reason my legs are trembling, my body is aching, and the feeling is coming from two many places.

Emily is at the kitchen table putting old pictures together for a scrap book for Kimberly and Jared. She glares up at me giving me a look that can only be understood between two friends. I roll my eyes, legs shaking as I sit down,

"I'm glad Jacob cured your pains." She smirks.

I send her a petty smile, "Me and Jacob aren't like that."

"I bet." She whisper, taking a picture out and trading it with another. "You're legs are shaking, you walked out smiling, and you've got that I just got laid glow."

I laugh, not being able to help myself. "Emily you're terrible! No!" But I look down realizing that she's right all the things are adding up.

"I don't mind you to having sex here."

"Emily please stop!" I put my hands up to stop her.

"I mean this house is equally your as it is Sam's and I and you don't see us stopping. Yesterday while you and Jake were out it was there on the couch ."

"Please, stop."

"So spill." She says finally laying down the scissors, looking dead into me. "Why are you glowing?"

"Nothing to tell, Jacob just gave me a massage. That's all." She squints her eyes, she doesn't believe that that's all that happened, but I'm sure she can't really believe in her mind that me and Jacob had our first time in a bedroom of her house.

Oh, there's a thought that I have to put in the back of my mind.

"So let me get this straight, Jacob gave you a massage in that?"

"Yes, Emily if I'm not mistaken that's usually how people get massages."

"This conversation is not over." She says as Jacob enters the room. "Oh, Jacob the food won't be done for a hour or so."

I don't think I can even make eye connection with him know how his body's feeling, well now it's not as strong it's a little more relieved. Relieved. . . oh.

"It's okay Em, I have to get to work anyways."

"Well here let me make you a sandwich before you go."

"It's fine, I have to get going right now, I can just catch something on my way."

He looks over at me with a smirk that says a thousand words. As he comes closer to me, I take in a whiff of his scent and he sure does smell good, like a very manly smell. "Marley & Me later?" I nod, taking his muscular body into my arms. "Jacob thank you so much."

"Anytime, I really mean that." His breath is near my ear, and I melt there into the seat. "I promise I will prove that to you." He gives me one more squeeze, before letting go. And waving goodbye to Emily and I. I watch him leave like a hawk and a mice, further realizing that he is so fit. It makes me want him more than the way I did, when I looked into him earlier.

"Cassie! Hello." I glare at her, "Don't forget to wipe the drool up from you're bottom lip as well." I rub over my mouth knowing that there's no way I've drooled.

"Don't you feel that?" She raises a eyebrow. "Fell what? Sorry to say, but I can't tell what anybody else is feeling except myself."

"What was he feeling?"

"Turned on." I'm so serious, it was like a fire burning on my insides, I'd never felt that way before in my life.

"What? I need to call Kimberly and Rachel, and get there takes on all this." I sit back into the dining room table. I know Emily she would never. She wouldn't do that.

"Hello." I stand up. No. No she didn't.

I began walking towards the living room, where Emily is sitting on the couch, phone in hand. "So Cassie comes out of the room glowing, I mean really glowing."

"Emily!"

She's laughing so hard, standing up from the couch. "The expression is all over her face. Not only her face but her body, her legs are shaking all over." I hear talking over the phone, and Emily is just standing there waiting on her-their opinions.

"Emily give me the phone." She shakes her head no, laughing away. I walk towards her moving faster, but she just circles around the couch. I have to catch up to her, I can't let her tell these girls what has just happened. But Emily is to fast moving she rushes into bathroom, locks the door and finishes up the story. I have to hear the whole thing, hear the girls (Well Rachel) going on about how she knew I would bring this out of him.

I have no words, only silence as Emily steps out the bathroom. Grinning from ear to ear, "See no big deal."

"What did she say?"

"Who?"

"Jacob's sister, Emily what did she say?" I began to panic inside my head with thoughts, it was already pretty obvious that Jacob's sister wasn't very fond of me, the last thing I wanted her to think was that I hardly only been imprinted with her brother for a week and we were already having sex.

"Nothing. She didn't say anything, she just said that she'll be glad that we can finally have some alone time to talk without the boys."

"What does she mean?" I follow Emily back to the kitchen where she goes in and begans to stir the stew. She pays absolutely no attention to me, reaching up in the counter and adding something else to the pot. "We're just going to meet up at Kim's where I plan on dropping her scrap book off? Maybe have a few drinks and talk, catch up. Now sit down, I can make you a plate before your cramps come back." I sit down, and thoughts roar through my mind. What would the girls think of me after all this?

How did Jacob manage to get up within a 20 minute massage? And how does someone gets so turned on just from a massage?

I put my hand on my stomach as I feel another pain come forth.

"Why does Rachel hate me?" I ask realizing that she's probably going crazy after hearing the news . . Emily places a plate in front of me.

"She doesn't, she told me the other day that she thought you were really pretty. And very quiet." She sits besides me. "Too quiet. She told me that she feels like you lack personality, in which I beg to differ, speaking that she's met you only once."

"Then why did she say all that stuff about Jacob eventually leaving me for Bella." I began to eat the stew Emily has made, and I noticed that it was very hot, very spicy. As a swallow the first spoon, it burns the back of my throat and I know the only way the burn will go away is if I take another spoon, so I do. It's so good.

"Rachel just doesn't want anyone of us to feel like our relationship is better than hers. She's just giving you an early start."

But me and Jake are only friends. I want to argue, but there's no use I can't keep the stew out of my mouth long enough to get a word in.

"I meant what I said about you and Jake." She's already found her way back to her scrap book, sealing the sides. "You can always feel free to do what you please."

I shake my head, "Emily-no. I know you and Sam don't see me as a guest anymore, but I really am. I have so much more respect for you than to have sex in you're home. That's you and Sam's thing. You two do it enough for me and Jake." She grins knowing that it's true. In the past three months I've stayed here I've heard them many times. Usually that would be the times where I went to Seth's, or went shopping.

"Trust me, you will began to understand. I mean your a girl, you know. We all have that desire." She's done with the pictures, now just seeming through the pages, adding stickers to one of the pages. "It's in your nature, its one of the main reason's imprinting exist. Offspring."

I look up at her, not really saying anything because it seems like everyday I learn something about imprinting everyday.

"The more we imprint the more wolves we produce. That's why the attraction is so strong between the two. Sometimes it takes the girls a little bit longer to feel the attraction because it's mostly a wolf thing. But trust me when I say it will come."

I only nod, sitting back and thinking about her words. My stew is almost gone, and I look up about to ask for more, but it's as if Emily reads my mind. "That should be enough, it'll take a few minutes for it to kick in. It'll put you to sleep pretty fast." I get up to wash out my bowl, put it up in the cabinet.

"Well, I'm going to take a shower." I say, blowing her a kiss and making my way towards my room. I already feel a little woozy, but not sleepy. I grab my clothes, enter the bathroom, and start the water. Once I get in, I stand under the steam, water warm against my skin. I close my eyes, so relaxed. I can't get him out of my mind, what I felt from him. How the feeling still lingered on my body. As my eyes open, I realize that I've dozed off just from standing there. I can't help it my eyes close again, I feel my body slowing fall back but hands are around me, lifting me back to my balance. It's him, I already know. His big arms around my waist, like they were before. His breath is warm against the back of my neck. I really don't know how he's managed to get in the shower with me, but he has. And I'm so glad he's there.

I have no time to think, he's warm lips are against my neck placing such a soft kiss there that I shiver to the feel. His arms are tighter around my waist, it seems like he's making sure that I'm not cold. His soft lips drift from my neck leaving a trail of kisses all the way to my shoulder. I'm melting in his arms, I can feel my legs shaking, a slip just a little and then my eyes open.

I'm only dreaming, well fantasizing I could say. I twist the knob that turns off the water, and get out of the shower. I rub over my face with the towel. This is really not good, I can't feel this way towards him. Not now, not when I'm so much more closer to finding out about myself. It's no use, even when I open the door to the bathroom, and into my room all I can think about is him, and his touch, his lips.

The second I lay my body down on the pillow I'm out. I sleep, I mean really sleep.

The knock on my door wakes me, and I feel a little drowsy, as if I've sleep to long. And I have, it's already five. I ease myself off the bed, adding in a I'm coming. I find my slippers, open the door to find that it's Jacob.

He's in uniform, and I bit into my lip smiling. I never thought he could get any sexier.

"You feeling better?"

I nod, yes. It's the truth I really do feel so much better no pain, fully rested.

"Emily left to go to Jared's, she didn't want to wake you. I offered to drop you off."

"Well give me a few minutes to get dressed, and I'll be ready to go over." I let out a deep breath, "And meet the girls." I give him a look. Jake and I have already discussed the last time I'd met the girls. Well the first time I'd met the girls. He knew that I wasn't all that enthused about being around girls, speaking that I've never had a good history with them.

I immediately go to my little closet, while Jacob finds a place on my bed. I pick out a pair of jeans, and a flowy type shirt. "Are you coming?" I ask, as I close the closet door to change into the outfit.

"No, I'm probably just going to go get something to eat, and go run a patrol."

"I'm sorry that you don't get to rest." I say, jumping to squeeze into my jeans. My shirt is already on, and it's very cute. I'd gotten it from a store down here in La Push, that Emily said a lot of girls went to, so I did. And I picked out a few shirts from there that I haven't really had the chance to wear.

"Don't worry about it, I usually do it anyway."

I slide the door open, and peak my head out. "Will you hand me those shoes on the other side of the bed." There a pair of wedges, that I've only worn once. He looks at them for a moment, and then brings them to me. "Don't you ever get tired of doing the same thing. Work and then patrols?"

I come out and sit on the small chair that's across the room, to slip the shoes on.

"I used too."

I look up at him, as I zip up the back of the shoe. "What changed?"

"You." He says quietly, but it catches my attention. "Everyday, there's something different and new that I get to learn about you. I get to get to know you, and see you."

I can't hide my smile, he's so sweet. I grab a brush and began to comb through my hair, which for some weird reason is still damp for my shower. "Me too."

I put a little eye liner and mascara on before I tell Jacob that I'm ready. I walk out of the room before him, and I can feel his eyes on me. It reminds me of everything that has happened this morning.

I lock the door, and Jacob helps me into the car (even though I really don't need help).

"Thank you, you know about this morning." I sit back into the seat, "It was really nice."

He shakes his head as he pulls out of the driveway, "It's really no problem."

"I wish you could come with me." I say when I realize that we're getting closer to Kim's house.

"Don't worry, once you get to know them it will be easier for you, they're really nice girls."

I shake my head agreeing I know that he's right, that I will eventually get to know the girls, and like them. The problem is that I know sometimes that girls judge, and with me having all these different gifts, I've always felt like girls would judge and dislike me because of what I could do. Being judged was one of the things I was most afraid of, and being around a group of girls who were very close drilled my nerves. Adding that I was the new girl in the group, it just made me feel even more worse.

As when pull into the drive way, I look over at Jacob who has been more quiet than he usually is, "Thank you." I say, pulling him into my arms, after the car stops. "I'll see you tomorrow?"

"I might do a early morning portal, but I might be able to see you tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay, goodbye." I get out of the car, and go to knock on the door, but it opens before I get a chance.

"Cassie." How good to see you, you look so pretty." I smile, at Kim who allows me to come in. She looked a little different from the last time I'd seen her, but I couldn't pick out exactly what was different."

"Thank you, it's nice to see you too." She moves closer to me pulling me into a hug, she then interlocks our arms leading me towards the hallway I assume away from the living room where I can already hear the girls. "So Emily called and told me about you and Jake."

I give her a half smile, no really sure what she wanted me to say or why she'd pulled me aside, Emily had her the story right in front of my face.

"Oh, I'm aware." I roll my eyes.

"Keep that in mind that we know. I feel like I should warn you."

"Of what?"

"Rachel, first don't let her get you drunk, under any circumstances she tries it will everyone, she usually prefers not to be the only one drunk. Second, I need for you to be prepared for our talks, sometimes it gets a little out of hand with us. For so long it's just been us, so we're sort of grown a little comfortable around each other. Maybe too comfortable." She slips her arm from between mine, and I'm starting to realize that we may go back to the whole "Rabbit" conversation, that for some reason I haven't been able to get out of my mind. Maybe I could ask questions about the whole thing, especially the feeling I'd gotten from Jacob earlier today.

"Thank you for the warning."

"Now c'mon I'll get you a drink." I follow her into the kitchen and there is plenty of alcohol; more than enough for just us girls.

"Then I'm 'Hell yes! There is no doubt' . . ." I hear Rachel from the living room, and the bottom of my stomach begans to flush a bit. I might even be a little worried about how this night will end up.

"I want you to enjoy yourself, Cassie." She opens the refrigerator. "I know you're new and everything, but don't be afraid to say what's on your mind. Or you know if you have any questions about what we are-or what we do."

I shake my head, giving her a warming smile. It had been so long since I'd ever been 'Comfortable' with any group of girls. Emily had became my first female friend and over a year or so. I really just hoped, that me being able to do all these different things wouldn't turn these girls off about me. Make them think, the things I've always felt like girls would if they new what I could do.

Kim begans to pour me a glass of wine, that she's lets me know that Rachel has already spiked furthermore with vodka. How nice. . I'm use to wine being able to help my relax, but I have a feeling that it's going to give me a whole different feeling.

"C'mon."

I enter the leaving room, quietly behind Kim who has already found her seat.

"Cassie! How good to see you. You look beautiful." I let out a smile, bending over to hug Jamie who has her hair braid down in a french braid. I never realized how pretty she was.

"You know I talked to Uncle Quil, and he has no idea how you're even Quilette."

I let go of her answering, "Me either. I was under the impression that I was from Colorado." I turn to look at the rest of the girls who are well dressed just like last time, and now I'm kind of happy with my outfit choice. "That's what my mom told me when I was younger."

"Maybe it's further than that, perhaps you're grandparents?" I take a seat besides Kim, who has already began taking sips of her wine.

"Oh, I've never met my grandparents but on my moms side I heard my grandmother moved around a lot."

"Oh, well you never know."

"Hell you may even be related to Jacob,." I smile, knowing she's only joking but I really hope Jacob isn't related to me. "I hope not."

"Well I'm positive that you're not related since you're imprinted in all." Emily adds in after she realizes that I may be over thinking this. I sit deeper in my seat, trying to ignore my mini attack I had from thinking.

"Speaking of imprint, has Jacob been seeing Bella?" these words are from Rachel who finally comes in, she has her hair in a high bun, a long sundress, ad her legs are crossed. Again, I see no resemblance between her and Jacob.

I simply lift my shoulder, "Not that I know of." This was the truth, I didn't know whether Jacob was seeing Bella anymore. I mean within the past week he'd spent every morning with me, and after he left for work he usually had to run patrols. Somewhere inside of me hoped that it would take his mind off Bella. Bringing it to the light was definitely unexpected speaking that I'd sort of half way forgotten about the whole Jacob and Bella situation. The last thing I'd heard about between the two was about there fight, but after that I was cut off and hadn't heard anything.

"Yeah, I figured. He's been in a good mood lately, figured that's why." I am pulled out of my thought to realize her words. What had she meant by that? Not that maybe Jacob's been in a good mood because he's been seeing me, but Jacob's been in a good mood because he hadn't been seeing Bella. I am further silenced.

"Now that he has a new something to keep his mind off Bella for a while." And now I'm offended. She's calling me temporary.

Leah, who is sitting beside Rachel on the edge of the love seat laughs to herself. She's wearing heels, jeans that fit her so well, and a pink shirt. Her hair is curly at her shoulders, her curls are a lot more controllable than mine, and suits her very well. She looks as if she should be a model, she's tall, skinny, and she had a really nice face. "Rachel, I may be wrong but weren't you Paul's 'something'? Before you stepped in La Push Paul was screwing every girl here. Frequently. And yes, he was a good time." I gasp, almost choking on my wine.

Leah had slept with Paul before?! I look into Rachel, just for a second, anger hits me so quick I cannot even evaluate that it's hit me.

"Oh, Leah let's no forget that you were Sam's 'Something' before Emily came along."

Shit just got real.

"Rachel, let's not bring Sam into this please! We didn't come here to talk about anyone's past before they imprinted." Emily glares my way. "Aren't we supposed to be giving Cassandra a little lesson about our boys?"

I can feel my face turn red. Oh no. Not me.

"Oh yeah, Cassandra we heard you got some today."

I smirk, amused by the way she says it. "I didn't get any." I correct them, but just like Emily says all the facts added up. "Jacob just gave me a massage. I wasn't feeling well, so he gave me a massage. That's all."

Rachel has the biggest grin on her face. "With or without oil?"

Oh my gosh, this is going to make me look so much worse. Trying to impress her is getting harder and harder, what is she going to think of me knowing that Jacob had rubbed me down with lotion.

"With." I say very lowly.

And then Rachel's mouth forms a even larger smile, and I instantly see the resemblance between her and Jacob. "So what happened after that?"

"Nothing, he had to go to work." Emily very quiet across me giving me a look that says, that's not it. But it is, I think that the rest is sort of personal, and should be kept between me and Jacob. Although now I feel I'm obligated to announce to them what I'd felt.

"Well after he finished, I could feel-feel like with my gifts that he was. . . you know. Aroused." The girls are really interested now.

"I've been wanting to ask you, about how that gift worked. So you can feel what someone else is feeling? What does it feel like?" These words are from Kim who I hadn't realized had gotten up and refilled her glass.

"When I feel something from someone else, it's like I'm feeling it." This was definitely a conversation I would love to avoid. "Sometimes it's hard to separate the two."

"So when you felt that Jacob was horny-."

"I felt it inside." Rachel snickers in her corner, along with Leah.

"You didn't feel it against you while he was massaging you?"

"Feel what?"

"Oh come on Cassie, don't play innocent." My cheeks began to burn. She talking about his . . I can't even think right now.

I just shake my head no, not really able to put words together. She's right I'm not innocent, but it takes my thoughts further than they've ever been about Jacob.

"Don't blush so hard. It's totally normal, and it sort of comes with the new imprint thing. After a while, he'll figure out how to control it." Kim says, laying a hand on my leg. I hadn't realized that I was blushing so hard, I put a hand on my cheeks feeling the warmness of them. "I assume because Nessie was so young he didn't have that sort of attraction towards her, but now that he's imprinted on a grown women, and you're clearly gorgeous-."

"And she has a beautiful ass!"

"Yes, and you have a beautiful ass. Whenever me and Jared first started dating, after he imprinted he'd get like that nearly every time." She takes another sip, "Jacob has a lot more self control then Jared I must say, I mean it took him a week and a half."

The girls only nod in agreement, "Well he has to have a little self control he's had twenty two years to figure out how to control that thing."

I smile, "I just-if I would've knew that he'd get like that because of the massage I would have just say no. ."

"Don't blame yourself. It's just a wolf thing, our offspring is one of the most important facts of imprinting so it's in there nature to be able to. . ."

"GROW AN ERECTION!" Rachel finally blurts, "Don't act like you've never said it before Kimberly."

Kimberly smiles lightly, "Yes, what she said."

"I didn't want to come here and have you girl thinking that me and Jacob are already having sex. . We're honestly just friends. And other than his dreams, we don't think of each other like that."

"We wouldn't judge you even if you two we're already having sex. Rachel and Paul had sex the first night they imprinted."

I watch as Rachel swallows down her glass, laughing, "Second night." I only smile, not sure how to respond. She walks back towards the kitchen.

"I personally am very happy that you and Jacob have decided that you're going to take everything slow."

"We are." I say, "It will be a very long time before Jacob and I even think about sex."

"That's what they all said, but can't help themselves." Kim pulls her legs up getting more comfortable on the couch. "You have to admit that the thought even went through you're head for even a second."

I shake my head, "No, not until today."

Rachel comes back into the room, two drinks in hand. "Here you are, you drinks getting a little empty."

"Thanks." I grab the glass out of her hand, take a sit, and place it next to my empty glass.

"So, Sam and I are thinking about planning a family." Emily says as everything begans to calm down.

I don't say anything, but the girls seem very happy. I'm actually not surprised, I've sensed it all along. She always talked about wanting a child, but I didn't think she was ready for it. Knowing that she's actually ready now, and really wants it makes me smile. Since the day I met her, I could only image her as the motherly type. She's always doing for others, and caring for everyone. I wanted this for her, I could already imagine a small baby, that looks mostly like Sam, but a little like her.

Their conversation goes immediately to talking about planning, they talk about baby shower's, and beanie's all that stuff. I try to remain silent, because I know the last thing I've ever wanted in life was a baby. I couldn't imagine myself raising a child to be the same thing as I, I knew all the crazy things that I've went through that I couldn't get out of my mind even if I tried, I couldn't imagine putting that on anyone, let alone my child.

To know that to be imprinted meant that I was made to produce a child, kind of pulled me into thought. It made me kind of sad to know that I would never try to bring a baby into this world. I take a deep breath standing to refill my drink.

I don't even think the girls have noticed that I'm gone, and I have to admit that that's a good thing. I pour up my drink, and return to the living room.

Josie is talking about how she plans on going to college up in Port Angles, and she couldn't imagine being pregnant through that. Although she says that the girls still try to talk her into doing so, this influences me remain quiet even more.

I'm glad to have gotten through the night without being questioned, but even though I remain quiet throughout the night, I'm slowly getting myself drunk. I didn't realize it until my fifth glass, and I feel woozy after sitting down. I feel like I'm moving even after a sit down, so I sit back deeper in the couch so that the girls don't notice. I notice how tight I'm holding onto the glass, and let out a quiet laugh. Oh no, I cover my mouth.

"Cassandra, I really hope you haven't gotten yourself drunk."

I shake my head, smiling, "No, not drunk."

"You sure are quiet over there."

I shake my head once again, "I just-I'm just a little tired, that's all."

The girls laugh, I do too. Maybe I'm a little drunk.

"Sam should be here in a little while."

"It's okay, I'm having fun. Here." I smile, finishing off my glass.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." But I'm not sure, because as I began to sit back I began to get even more dizzy, and as my head spins. I'm afraid that I might throw up. "You know what? I'm just gonna call Jake." I get up, legs a little shaky, the wedges aren't really helping my balance, but I manage to get to the hallway on my own. It easy for me to dial Jacob's number, and I'm- I blank out.

My shoes slips from under me, and I realize that it's broke, "Let me see if I can fix it." I look up to see not Emily, but Jacob. What did I miss?

"You're drunk." I shake my head, trying to come back to reality.

"I'm sorry." It makes him chuckle, "No it's fine. Let me help you." His hand is at my hip, guiding me towards the car.

"Did I hit my head?" I ask, I hadn't notice that I was this drunk, feeling like every step I took would be my last step before I feel out.

He looks up at me, "You're bleeding, you must've bumped your head against something." He sits me down in the car, and I watch as three Jacob's go into the house. I close my eyes, but open them as I feel his warm hands against my head. "Just a cut. Cass, don't you feel it?"

"No. My gift-gifts only work sometimes. Remember?"

"You're right. Let me get you home." I just sit there for what only feels like a few minutes, but when I look up it's Jacob grabbing me, trying to help me out of the car.

"Cass, you let Rachel get you drunk didn't you?" He laughs to himself, "I figured. She did the same thing to Josie when she first joined the group."

I look at him, stopped walking. "Jacob this is the second time today, you've seen me like this."

He shrugs, "Cassie, I don't give a damn about you being drunk. It doesn't change what I feel about you, it's still the same. You had fun tonight, that's all that matters."

I lean up to kiss him on the cheek, and then give my best smile.

"What's that for."

I start walking again, finally at the door. "For being so damn cute. And handsome. And beautiful."

"Cassandra, you're drunk." He says that but he's smiling so hard. "Guys can't be beautiful."

I stop at my door. "You are all those things, Jacob." He just guides me anyway into the room, and places me on the bed. As if I can't do all these things on my own. I feel a cool sensation just above my forehead, and I reach to touch it.

"Don't touch it, silly." Jacob says, and I haven't even realized he's back into the room. He rubs a warm towel over it, and I feel no pain at all. I grab the towel out of his hand, "I can do it on my own Jacob." But he doesn't pay attention, he just goes back to softly dabbing it. "I'm going to take care of you, no matter what you say."

Once he stops, I sit back further onto the bed and watch him leaving the room. I began to try to pull on the zipper of my shoes, but I am unsuccessful. I pull at it again, "Let me help you."

He bends down to his knee, and softly removes the shoe from me. "Now you're pajamas, where do you keep those?"

"That draw under the TV." He pulls out a pair of PJ's, hands them to me. "I'll be right back, you just change okay." I nod, grinning for no reason at all. I easily slide into my pajamas, talking to myself about how him helping me is unnecessary.

"Okay, well put this band-aid on you're head." He places it on my lap, "Go ahead."

"I can't see the mirror."

"Exactly my point." He pulls up to me, and I linger for his warm touch. I receive it, only his thumbs against my forehead pushing the band-aid onto my forehead. "Marley & Me?"

I smile, "Yes."

As he puts the movie in, I pull the blanket from at the edge of my bed. When Jacob's done he looks at me. "Don't be scared. Come lay with me." He does, laying beside me on the bed, there's a space between us. With a little confidence and cold. I slip between that space, pushing the blanket on him. I fall asleep before the movie even starts, but its the thought that counts.

What can I say? I had a long day.

A/N So I liked this chapter? Did you? I actually wrote it up overtime and decieded to type it up last night. It took me a while, but it was worth it! The next chapter should be a little more spread out and not the events of just one day like this and the last chapter. I'm blabbing, I know! Well leave me reviews, good and bad! Goodbye!