I'm sorry! I totally suck. I haven't really been in the writing mood for a while, and even so, this is a really short chapter. It will have to do for now! Forgive me, and enjoy my Erebus fillers!

Chapter 17: Apples and Wolves

"Ok. I, am officially more bored than I have ever been in my life." It was morning now. Two more days to go. We were all lounging around either on our bunks, or on the floor, and Paul was driving.

"Well, I'm more bored than all of you combined. So there," Quil says from the bottom bunk with Claire.

"Oh, Quil, take a nap or something," Seth says from his bunk in a corner. He was reading… comic books… I flip over onto my back so that I'm in a little crevice between Jacob and the wall next to us.

"A nap sounds really good right now." Of course right after I say this, Paul has the need to be the ass he is. Blaring rock music comes out of the speakers, and makes us all jerk upright. "FUCK YOU PAUL!" I scream over the music. Everyone else is screaming at him in the same way I did, but he just turns his devil head around and grins. The Alpha has to do something about that. And I wasn't going to stop him.

"PAUL!" Jacob screams at him. He jumps off of our bunk and drags Paul off of the driver's seat, and throws him across the RV. It happened so fast that he was still able to resume driving, and turn down the music, without the RV even being jostled.

"Shit! Was that necessary?" Paul asks from the other end of the RV, rubbing his head. We all shout "YES!" from where we were, except for Rachel, who rushed forward to his aid. She wasn't denying that he was being stupid of course, but she wouldn't tell him that either. Never tell a werewolf that they were wrong when they're mad. We all recovered immediately, getting out of bed to resume being bored and looking for stuff to do. The only down side, was that Jacob was now driving. Thanks a lot Paul.

I get up to sit next to the driver's seat up front with Jacob, while everyone else stays back, looking for stuff to do. The moment I sit down, I'm suddenly back up, and in his lap while he drives. I look at his face. It was harder than I had expected, and he wasn't looking at me, eyes on the road. He must've been angrier at Paul than I had expected. I didn't ask though, letting him blow off steam in his mind. He was in an angry state, where wolves take everything they have, hold it close, and say nothing. Possessiveness. I curled up into a ball, and bury my face into his neck, and enjoy the ride.

A little over a half an hour later, he finally speaks. "You can go back with them if you want. I don't want to keep you from having fun with them." I look up. His face is back to the soft Jacob I know, the grin always ready to go, and eyes twinkling.

"No. Let's put it this way: I could be bored up here with you, or I could be bored back there, all alone on my bunk with Paul making jokes at my expense. I choose here." He smiles and pecks my lips once before focusing back on the road. I sit in his lap for two more hours, wanting nothing more than to be with him, before he rotates out with Quil.

I get off of his lap, and we walk hand in hand to the other side of the curtain, where the party is happening. Well, if you could call this a party… Everyone was sitting around in a circle, cards in each of the boy's hands, and Rachel was sitting in Paul's lap. Poor Embry and Seth, all alone and imprintless. Claire was sitting up on her bunk just staring at the ceiling. "Apples to Apples? Really, guys?"

They all turn around to look at us. "Yes, really. See, this is what our lives have resorted to. Thanks a lot Embry," Rachel says. We go and sit down in the circle with them. Jacob draws out seven cards, and I sit on his lap. The category is "Dead".

I pointed at one of the cards, and Jacob put it face down in the pile, trying to cover his snickers. Seth gathered them all up once everyone put some in, and looked them over, trying to find the one that best described the green card in the middle. He burst out laughing. "OK, whoever put this card in has just made my day. Martin Luther King Jr. wins!"

"Yay! Our first win!" I shout and take the green card in the middle. Everyone else starts laughing too.

And this is how I spend the rest of my day.

"Oh, my god. I'm so tired right now that I could die," Claire says lounging across Quil's legs. It was 10:30p.m., and we were still playing Apples to Apples. I was still in my little ball on Jacob's lap, my head in his neck, and his hands stroking my hair.

"Yeah, me too. I'm beat," I murmur into Jake's skin.

"Do you guys wanna stop for the night then?" Jacob asks the group. There's a moment of murmurs from everyone, all complying and crawling over to their bunks. Jacob sets me on top of ours before he goes up to alert Embry that we're stopping for the night. He comes back a few moments later, climbing up next to me and enveloping me in his warmth. I nestle deeper into him, and drift off into a place filled with gum drops, fairies, and Jacob.

"HOLY FUCK, IT'S 11:00a.m. GUYS!" I bolt upright, alarmed by the screaming that came from right below me. God dammit, Seth. Everyone is groaning, and rolling over in their beds, trying to ignore the fact that we slept in. Seth on the other hand, was jumping around the RV, shaking us all to get up before finally going to the other side of the curtain to drive.

"Seth, just because you have to get up to drive, doesn't mean that you have to wake everybody else up in your wake," Embry says from the other side of the RV.

"Sorry, I just thought that you guys would want to wake up now…" we hear him say from the driver's seat.

"Well, you thought wrong, Seth," Claire murmurs from a few yards to my left. I groan and roll over, getting into a comfortable position near Jacob, and I also pulled the blanket up over us. The boys turned up the AC to high so we almost never leave their side. Unless we have a blanket or something. Jacob's arms automatically go around me, even though he's sleeping. He woke up when Seth woke us up, but was now snoring softly. I'm already all awake, but not really in the mood for sleeping, so I just sit there, enveloped in his warmth. I had no idea that I fell asleep again until movement awoke me from my slumber.

I grope the air next to me. "Jake?" I open my eyes just the tiniest bit, like I was trying to look at the sun. He was getting off of our bunk and to the ground when I finally saw him through the haze.

"Hey, babe. Sorry, but it's my turn to drive," he says, smoothing back my hair. He kisses my head before turning around to go up front, and gives me a backwards glance before disappearing behind the curtain.

I didn't go back to sleep.

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