Yay! Second chapter out! It may be a while before I post again. I have to live through this week of school... Anyways, I hope you like it! Thank you Twit-Tard for reviewing, it meant a lot to me!

I own nothing except Cory 'cause I'm awesome like that.

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"Come on Cory, we gotta get moving!"

I groaned and rolled over in my sleeping bag, "Go away Jake."

"No can do girlie, it's time to get up!" I felt a pair of warm arms grab my sleeping bag and lift me into the air with it.

"No! Jake, what are you doing? Put me down!" I screeched as he slung me over his shoulder. The hood on my sleeping bag fell back, exposing me to the cold world. Jake was already moving, bumping me along on his back.

"Well, since you don't want to get up and dressed I figured we could just go like this," he laughed throatily. "I'm sure you won't mind riding into our new home looking like you just crawled out of bed."

That caught my attention.

"Shi-oot!" I changed the word I was about to use when Jake's shoulder tensed. "That was today?" I asked.

"Yep. We'll arrive today, before dark I hope." He set me carefully on the ground steadying me before I fell onto my face. "But we have to leave in a few minutes or we'll be spending another night in the woods."

I looked forest around us; it was peaceful and serene this early in the morning. I opened my mouth to speak –

"And don't say that'll be okay with you. You didn't have to listen to all the whining that you were making last night. I don't want to spend another night in the woods if you're going to be like that again," he chuckled.

I glared my worst up at him but he remained amused under my evil eye.

"Here's your breakfast Cor, go get dressed," he said as he handed me a Nutri-Grain bar. I grabbed it eagerly, ripping off the package and devouring it in moments. Jacob watched me with an unfathomable expression on his face.

"What?" I asked, licking crumbs off my fingers.

"Hungry much?"

I shrugged, we hadn't had much to eat in the past couple days due to the traveling. "I'm going to go get changed Jake, where's my bag?"

He pulled it out of one of his larger bags and tossed it to me. I shuffled away, still in my sleeping bag, until I was behind a tree. Then, in as little time as possible, I jumped from my bag, tore off my sweats, and pulled on my day clothes. But even in that little amount of time I was still shivering when I was through.

I stepped back around the tree. Jacob was nearly done packing away the rest of his stuff. I watched for a moment, the cool morning clearing my vision.

For a 6 foot 8 werewolf, Jake could be surprisingly gentle. He carefully wrapped our more fragile items like our plates, mugs, and bowls in clothes so they wouldn't break; his dark skin taunt over his exposed muscles as he worked quickly and neatly. His full lips were puckered into an 'O' as he whistled an old Quileute lullaby. As I watched he stood up and turned to me, his lips spreading into a happy smile showing white teeth on dark skin. I automatically smiled back and he reached out a hand for me to grab.

I skipped towards him then attempted fruitlessly to tackle him to the ground. He just caught me and held me close to him.

"Oh no, now look what you did!" He laughed, tickling me mercilessly. I screamed and squirmed in his firm grip but he was relentless.

Finally he let up and just hugged me close. I just rested in his arms, content where I was.

"You were cold weren't you?" he teased. I nodded against his warm, bare chest. He carried me, bridal style over to my abandoned bag and sleeping bag. I reached for my bag as he stuffed the sleeping bag into its pouch with one hand.

"You ready to go?" He asked when he was finished.

I sighed tiredly, "Yeah, I suppose."

He kissed me on the forehead and tilted his neck so he could look me in the eyes.

"Don't worry, Cory, I have a feeling that this will be the best move yet."

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Six hours later I crawled off Jake's back for a brief stretch.

"Geez, how far away is this place?" I asked, reaching my hands up as high I could go.

Jake just disappeared behind a tree for a moment then reappeared, tugging his cut-off shorts into position. I noticed he didn't pull on a shirt and made a mental note to get him a new one next time we stopped to shop.

"We'll get there in a few more hours I think."

I groaned and leaned down to touch my toes. I loved riding on Jake in his wolf form, but after three days of almost non-stop travelling I was getting a bit stiff.

"Can we walk for a while?" I pleaded, making my knees crack for affect. "It'll be good for both of us."

Jake grinned, knowing what I was doing.

"Sure, sure. If it makes you happy," he said.

I gave a little happy dance as he watched in amusment.

"What? Now I can actually talk to a real person," I defended myself.

He gasped, pretending to look horrified. "Oh no! How could you not count Jamie Bell? He'll be devastated!"

I growled at him and took a swipe at his arm, which he dodged of course. "Shut up! My iPod so doesn't count as a person. I'm not crazy you know?"

"Sure, sure," he teased and leaped ahead of me before I could try to whack him again. "You're going to make Jamie cry Cors, he's real too you know."

"No he isn't!" I yelled after him. He just laughed. I scuffed the dirt at my feet for a moment before checking to see how far ahead Jake had gone. He was far enough away that I was reasonably sure he couldn't hear me…

I pulled my shiny blue iPod out of my bag, trying to keep it out of view. "Sorry Jamie," I whispered softly, feeling both ridiculous and guilty. In my experience technology responded better to me if I treated it with respect. Yelling that it wasn't real would probably only end up in a lack of music for a week.

I tucked him back into my bag and looked up, hoping that Jake hadn't seen or heard what I had just done. He was just grinning stupidly at me and I felt like hitting my head on the nearest tree. He totally heard.

I just stuck my tongue out at him and continued walking through the forest. I passed him and turned my nose in the air away from him. He rushed along to walk beside me.

"Ha ha, good thinking there Cory. You don't want Jamie to be mad at you now do you?"

I just walked on, looking around at the forest.

It was silent for a few minutes. Jake kept giving me glances that became gradually more and more worried. I waited it out, keeping my facial expression controlled and blank even though I was laughing inside. Finally he gave in.

"Cory? Hey, sorry about what I said before… I didn't mean anything by it you know. I um, think Jamie's a great guy too," he said a little desperately. I waited a few more seconds for him to really feel the pain before turning and giving a little smug smile.

His face broke into such a relieved grin that I felt a little bad about holding out for so long. To make it up to him I reached over and took his hand. He held on to it happily and we walked along in silence for a while longer.

"So why do you think this will be the best move yet?" I asked, curious. I had been thinking about why he had said that for a while.

Jake squeezed my hand unconsciously for a moment, his brows furrowed in thought.

"It's on the coast, I know you love the ocean…" he said, falling back into silence.

"And?" I hedged, sensing there was more.

"And, well, I used to live around there. In the rez where we'll be living actually," he stated nonchalantly.

I nodded at him in understanding, "Where all your stories happened right?"

He gave me a sideways glance, "Yeah, where my family lives."

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"WHAT?"