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Chapter 10

When the plane finally landed in Brooklyn, New York and I made it to the arrivals hall, I tried to recompose myself before facing my Grandmother. She always knew when something was up.

My eyes scanned the crowds of people around me until they finally landed on my Grandmother. I guessed she didn't recognize me because she was searching for me. Of course it has been two years since I've seen her.

I made my way over to her quickly and as I got closer, I noticed how old she had gotten. She must be about Seventy Five years old now but it was still sad to see her get old.

"Grandma?," I said happily as I reached her.

She looked up at me and her confused face broke into a smile.

"Eva!," she exclaimed and threw her arms around me, "You've gotten so big I didn't even recognize you dear,".

I laughed as she pulled away from our embrace, "Yeah, it has been two years,".

She cocked an eyebrow, "Well you could have come last year,".

Okay… what was I going to say to that?

"Well I would have but me and mom are always moving around, you know," I told her, shrugging. Hoping she would believe me.

She chuckled, "I know love, you can tell me all about the places you've lived in so far when we get home,".

I nodded and followed her outside to catch a taxi. Grandma never drove, telling me that she was too scared.

The drive to her little house was filled with questions from her and me answering. Grandma was okay I guess but the older she got, the more nagging she did.

When we finally arrived at her house and she showed me to my room. I flopped down on the bed and sighed, happy the journey was over.

At that moment though, I felt that I was alone and that another part of me wasn't here and I knew what that part was, Jacob.

I hadn't seen or heard from him all week and I was starting to worry about him. Of course I didn't want Grandma to see me upset because she would demand an explanation and she didn't fall for the made up ones.

"Eva, tea or coffee?," I heard her call up to me from downstairs.

"Tea," I called back down to her.

Okay so I should go downstairs and help her around, that's why I'm here right? I'm just so tired.

I made my way downstairs and into the kitchen, to find my cup of tea on the table and my Grandma sipping hers at the table.

I sat down across from her and thanked her but she just waved me off.

"So your living in La Push now, right?,".

"Yeah,".

"Sounds like a nice place from the way your mother described it,".

"Yeah," I said dreamily, "It is," I was mainly referring to Jacob but there was no way I was going to tell her about him. I'd be afraid she'd get the werewolf secret out of me.

She smirked, "Well a new family just moved in across the road from here, you should see them, they're so beautiful I couldn't stop staring, no joking," she laughed.

I rose my eyebrows, "Really? I must take a look,".

She laughed, "Yeah the mother, Liz, is very friendly, I'm sure you'll see them,".

"I'll keep my eyes open, " I joked.

The day pretty much went like that until I got so tired that Grandma ordered me to bed. She scared me sometimes.

My mom was happy to hear from me when I called her earlier on and informed me that she hadn't seen Jacob, much to my disappointment.

As soon as I lay down in bed I dozed off, too tired to stay awake.

"Eva!," I heard someone shout as I stood watching the sea at First Beach. I turned around to see Jacob completely naked running to me.

He grabbed me by the waist and crushed my body into his, holding me like that, as if to protect me.

"Their coming Eva, they want you," he told me, through gritted teeth, "But I won't let them touch you baby, I love you,".

We stood there for a couple of minutes and I couldn't understand what he meant by 'they', who were 'they'?

I heard a snarl sound near us and then heard Jacob growl. I buried my face deeper in his chest, too afraid to look around.

I felt something cold run down my back and Jacob pulled me closer to him and growled even louder.

What was that? It felt so unfamiliar.

I decided that I would take a look at what that cold thing was.

I turned-

I woke up panting, covered in sweat and afraid. What kind of dream was that?

I turned my head to look at my alarm and it was only eight in the morning. I suppose I should get up now anyway, I didn't want to have any more scary weird dreams.

"You're up early," Grandma commented as she watched the news on TV.

I rubbed my eyes and sat down next to her, "Yeah," I yawned, "Weird dream,".

She nodded, "Want me to make you some toast?,".

I shook my head, "No thanks Grandma, I can do that myself, I want to help around you know,".

She laughed, "Alright then, I'm going to take a bath, back down in a while".

"Okay," I said and headed into the kitchen to make some toast.

Later That Day

I decided to drop into town and do a little shopping, something I don't usually get to do. I should really get a job for myself though, it's hard enough living with my mom who only has one job and little money to spare.

She had given me five hundred dollars for the trip down here and it was the first time in ages that I remember getting money like that handed to me. I suppose visiting Grandma has its good points.

I really do feel sorry for mom though. She's been struggling with me for years, ever since dad left and I suppose life would be easier for her if she didn't have me. Not that she didn't want me, of course she did, she loved me and she was the best mom ever, I just wish something good happened to her for a change.

I stopped at a clothes boutique and went inside.

I browsed here and there and bought myself two new pairs of jeans and two new shirts. I dropped into a shoe shop and bought a new pair of sneakers and also dropped into an accessory store and bought myself a few things in there. But what caught most of my attention was the little store on the corner street which sold antiques. It had a bronze wolf figure in the window and I knew I just had to ask the price of it.

"Hello, anyone here?," I called as I entered the empty store.

"May I help you?," a beautiful melodic voice sounded from somewhere in the store.

I turned on my heel and it came from the counter which was empty a second ago.

I gasped when I looked into the young man's face. He was so pale, like no one I have ever seen before and something about him scared me. Yes, he was very beautiful but there was something off about him. I walked over to the counter and gulped when I saw his golden eyes. There was something definitely odd about him.

"H-hi, I eh… was just wondering how m-much that w-wolf figure in the w-window is?," I stuttered and tried to smile.

He chuckled, "You better show me the one you're talking about,".

Relax, relax…

I walked over to the window and showed him and I noticed he stiffened when he saw it.

"Oh, that one," he said, his voice strained, "That's fifty dollars,".

I bit my lip as he walked back over to the counter and started to contemplate whether I should buy it or not.

I could buy it for Jacob, I'm sure he'd like it. Besides it actually reminded me of his wolf self and I it was definitely worth fifty dollars.

"Ok I'll take it," I told him as I reached the counter once again with the figure in hand.

He eyed me warily, "That will be fifty dollars,".

I handed him the money with a shaking hand. He was still scaring me, there was just something about him.

His hair was fair and cut short, he was about 5'11 and muscular. His face was best described as perfect. Every feature on his face was perfect but even though he was this beautiful, I still preferred my Jacob.

He handed me the bag with my wolf in it and I took it from him quickly. I turned on my heel and headed for the door and just as I opened it he called out, "I won't bite,".

Okay now that was the freakiest thing that has happened to me in AGES! I quickly made my way over to the grocery store and bought a couple of things me and Grandma needed before heading back out and getting into a cab.

When I got back to Grandmas, I showed her all I bought except the wolf figure and quickly went upstairs to hide it in my room.

I couldn't stop thinking about that guy from the antique store and it was really freaking me out. What if I was just imagining things? But something about the way he called, 'I won't bite', didn't sound like he was joking.

I reminded myself not to drop into that store ever again.

3 Days Later

"Eva your mother's on the phone," Grandma called up to me after I showered.

I ran downstairs and grabbed the phone.

"Hi mom,".

"Hey honey, how's your holiday?,".

"Good I guess,".

She laughed, "Your Grandmother hasn't bitten the head off of you yet, has she?,".

I chuckled, "No, not yet mom,".

"Well honey I've got some news for you,".

"Really? What is it? You've finally met prince charming?," I joked.

She sighed, "No I'm afraid it was Prince Jacob looking for you,".

My jaw dropped, "W-what? Is he okay? What did he say?,".

She sighed, "Well when I told him you were in Brooklyn with your Grandma he looked kind of shocked and he started shaking slightly but then stopped. He just said okay and that he would call you and yes he looked like his normal self,".

I bit my lip, he nearly phased?

"Okay well thanks mom, did he say when he'd call?,.

"No he didn't but it was this morning when he knocked so I assume he'll call later,".

I smiled, "Yeah I hope, thanks mom,".

She chuckled, "No problem, honey I better go but I'll call you again okay,".

"Okay mom, love you, bye,".

"Love you too Eva, bye,".

I hung up the phone and felt like I was floating on air. JAKES GOING TO CALL!!!

I hadn't felt this happy in ages and I was glad he was okay but I needed to know where he was all week. He was so important to me and I loved him like crazy, I just couldn't wait to hear from him.

~*~

It was now eight o'clock and I was starting to worry that Jake wouldn't call. Why would it take him that long? Doesn't he want to talk to me? I feel like I've imprinted on him, not the other way around.

Then I thought about Dylan and felt a little guilty for ignoring him, maybe I should call him and make things okay between us. Yeah that's what I'll do.

"Hello?,".

"Dylan! Hey it's me Eva,".

Silence.

"Dylan? You there?,".

He cleared his throat, "Yeah…,".

"Look I'm sorry I didn't call Dylan but you know how things went that night…,".

He sighed, "Yeah I know,".

"Do you not want to talk?,".

"No I do, it's just… I don't think it's a good idea,".

I frowned, what the hell was he talking about?

"What! Why not?,".

"Because Eva, I like you a lot but you obviously don't feel the same way so I don't know how this is going to work out,".

"But I do like you Dylan,".

"But not in that way Eva, you told me and your overprotective boyfriend told me as well,".

I bit my lip, "Yeah but Dylan we were always friends, why can't we be like that now?,".

He sniggered, "Don't you know how I feel about you? Ok maybe it's just a crush but right now I need to get over you,".

"Ok Dylan fine, I just thought I'd be nice and phone you that's all, I'll go,".

"No wait! Sorry, I'm just confused right now, my mom and dad their… fighting a lot lately and I'm just really confused,".

"Oh… sorry about that Dylan, I didn't know,".

He chuckled, "It's okay, forget it. So where are you calling me from?,".

"Oh I'm staying with my Grandma now,".

"Seriously?," he laughed, "I remember her, she came over one summer to stay with you in Forks right?,".

"Yeah and I'm sure you haven't forgotten the time she took your basketball from you and hid it in her bedroom closet,".

He laughed loudly, "Oh my god yeah, I'll never forget that! I was like fourteen years old,".

I chuckled, "Yeah, the look on your face was priceless,".

"I know," his laughing died down, "Well Eva I'd better go but thanks for calling, I mean it,".

I smiled, "No problem, bye Dylan, hope things work out with your parents,".

"Thanks Eva, have fun with your Grandma, bye,".

I shook my head and smiled as I hung up the phone.

~*~

I helped Grandma around the house, cleaning, cooking and hanging out the washed clothes. I ordered Chinese takeout much to my Grandmas annoyance since she calls it a 'waste of money' but whatever, I liked it.

It was Eleven o'clock now and Jake obviously wasn't going to call. I held in my tears as I said goodnight to my Grandma and trudged upstairs to my room.

I slipped into my pajamas and slid into bed. I heard my Grandma open the door of her room and guessed she was going to bed as well.

And I just lay there, silently wishing that Jake would call me at twelve but no such luck.

Just as my eyes started closing, I heard tapping on my window and jumped with fright. What was that?

I couldn't see what was there because the curtains were drawn but the tapping continued until I finally got the urge and tip toed over to the window, taking in a deep breath before drawing the curtain.

My eyes opened wide in shock and I gasped. There was Jake holding onto the tree which was so very close to my window that he could reach over and tap on it. He mouthed the words, 'open the window' and I quickly obeyed.

I pushed it wide open the gasped when I realized what he was going to do.

"Jake no, please you'll hurt yourself, you were lucky last time," I hissed.

He chuckled, "Just move out of the way Eva, I'll be fine,".

I sighed and stepped away from the window, praying that he would make it.

He did.

He just flung himself into my window and landed with a slight thump on his two feet on the wooden floor.

I just stood there staring at him. Jacob Black, the love of my life was standing in just a pair of jean cut offs which hung low on his hips and absolutely nothing else in my room and I was just standing here?

I looked up into his eyes and he smiled, obviously he knew I was admiring him.

I ran over to him and threw my arms around his waist, as he held onto me lovingly.

"Oh Jake I've missed you so much," I murmured into his chest.

He ran his hands up and down my back and kissed the top of my head, "I've missed you too Eva," he whispered.

I pulled away and looked up into his eyes, "Where were you Jake," I felt tears form in my eyes, "Where did you disappear to?," the tears started roaming down my face, "I thought something bad happened to you Jake," then I buried my face back into his chest and cried out of relief.

He held me closer to his chest, "No Eva please don't cry baby," he hushed me.

He put his hands under my legs and carried me over to my bed. Laying me down gently, crawling in beside me and pulling me to his chest.

I pulled away a little and looked him in the eye, "Where were you?,".

He stroked my cheek with his free hand, "It was Quil, he phased and I needed to stay with him,".

"That's all?," I asked surprised, "Oh my god Quil phased?,".

He nodded, his expression sad, "Yeah unfortunately,".

I pursed my lips, poor Quil, I hope he forgives us now.

Wait… how did Jake get to Brooklyn?

"Jake, how did you get here?,".

He chuckled, "When your mom told me you had left, I took the next flight here, I was so mad at myself Eva, I'm so sorry, I needed to see you, be close to you,".

I smiled, "You did that for me? Came all the way over here to see me?,".

He sat up and grabbed my face in his hands, "I would do anything for you Eva, anything, I love you,".

I didn't even get the chance to tell me I loved him too because he crushed his lips against mine and I lost all track of thought.

His kisses were so urgent and demanding, like we were long lost lovers reunited once again and it felt wonderful.

He started sucking on my bottom lip begging for an entrance which I granted and our tongues moved together in sync, like we were made for each other.

He pressed his palm on my back and pulled me close to him until I was lying on top of him, our

bodies molded together.

I started trailing kisses down his jaw, allowing us to catch our breaths and he moaned quietly.

I knew Grandma was sound asleep because I'm sure Jake would hear her waking up with his werewolf senses.

I caught his lips with mine again and we continued to kiss passionately.

Jake rolled us over so he was on top and started trailing kisses down my neck and began sucking on a sensitive spot there, resulting in a moan from me.

"Jake… Oh my god," I said panting.

He continued sucking on my neck and I ran my hands up and down his bare muscular back. I knew that we had to stop sometime or we might go too far and I wasn't ready for that just yet.

Then I remembered what I had bought him from the antique store and I could give it to him now right? I don't even know how long he's staying.

"Jake," I breathed.

He stopped and looked up at me with the sexiest look on his face, "Yeah,".

"I, I want to show you something,".

He grinned suggestively, "Oh yeah and what is that?,".

I blushed and smacked him on the arm playfully, "Be patient,".

He chuckled and rolled off of me, earning another stare from me at his glorious body but I quickly recomposed myself and headed over to my closet, pulling out the gift bag with his present in it.

He sat up on the bed grinning, "You got me something?,".

I smiled and crawled back onto the bed, "Yeah, here open it," I handed it to him.

He smiled like a child on Christmas and pulled out the bronze wolf figure.

I was so excited to see his reaction but his smile quickly faded and his nose flared, his body shaking.

My eyes opened wide in shock and I wondered what was wrong.

His eyes were burning into mine and all humor in them was replaced with anger.

"Who gave you this?," he growled.

I froze.

AN: So how was it?