Disclaimer: Kripke – You're killing me man. I gotta wait how long for a new episode?
A/N: This one is a long one because I didn't want to break it up. So hope you all enjoy it, it took a while to get it right.
16. Brawls
The car ride back to the dirt road was murder. Dean couldn't help glancing to the back seat in the rearview and seeing Leah staring back at him. The electric charge in the car was uncomfortable to say the least. And Sam was suffering the most because Dean didn't think he was imagining things when he thought the car smelled like sex.
Sam was actually staring out his window and shifting uncomfortably, his arms crossed over his chest and his brow furrowed. The guy was pissed and awkward. Dean knew his brother wanted out of the car like ten minutes ago, but it wasn't as if he could just let Sam out on the side of the road and tell him he'd be back in a while to pick him up. And the idiot had to go and bring up the whole running out of time thing in the restaurant. He didn't miss Leah's eyes flashing at that, and he hoped that she didn't bring it up because he really didn't want to lie to her.
And a wave of anger at Sam washed over him at that. He knew his deadline was coming up and he didn't need Sam pointing it out to him like it was an appointment he'd forgotten about. The only thing he could think of to get out of it was to kill Lilith and they had no fucking idea where the hell she was or how to find her. And even if they did have a way to kill her, there was no way that he wanted Sammy anywhere near the same zip code as her because she wanted Sam's head on a fucking pike. If he could take her out without endangering Sam, he'd do it – even if it killed him in the process because then Sam would be safe and his death would mean something.
He was brought back to planet Earth by his phone belting out Fogarty's 'Old Man Down the Road'.
"This ain't gonna be good." Sam stared at him as he pulled it out of his shirt pocket and flipped it open. "Hey Bobby. What's goin on?"
"I don't know y'idjit." Bobby's gruff voice sounded in his ear. "Why don't-cha tell me?"
"Well… right now me and Sammy are driving down the road." He said evasively. He had his fingers crossed that Bobby didn't know what they were up to.
"Don't act cute with me boy." Bobby threatened. "I ain't one a yer bar-flies you kin flash a smile at."
"I don't know what to tell ya Bobby."
"How's about you start with this idjit plan a yers that involves fighting with a coven of vampires and a pack a mutant werewolves."
"Caleb called you?"
"Damn straight Junior called me." Dean could just feel Bobby scowling at him through the phone connection. "Told me some cockamamie story about a she-wolf you got the hots for and a mindreadin-future-tellin vampire you're just a itchin ta help."
"For the record," Dean cut in, feeling like he needed to qualify things for the veteran hunter, "… the mind-reader and the psychic are two separate vampires."
"Well don that make me feel better." He groused. "What about the wolves?"
"She's a beaut alright." Dean winked at her in the mirror and she blushed and looked away. A zing of electricity shot through the car and the gut feeling that's been churning all morning revved up another notch. He had to get to that fucking clearing and get the hell out of this car.
"Why are you tryin' ta give me a heart-attack boy?" Dean could imagine Bobby pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head.
"We're gonna be fine Bobby."
"I've heard you say that an awful lot over the years kid."
"And I'm still kicking."
"What about your contract?"
Why was everyone bringing that up? Didn't they know he'd rather not think about it? It was bad enough trying to keep his mind off of it without having everyone he knew throwing it in his face.
"Not now Bobby."
"Well when's a good time for you princess?" Bobby snarled. "Think ya could pencil me in?"
Dean huffed in annoyance. He didn't want to have this conversation. Not here – not now. Not ever.
"You got all a us bustin our asses tryin to figure out a way to keep you outta the basement… And you're literally chasin tail in fuckin Forks Washington… And for what? Some little girl who got too friendly with a vampire?"
"We're doing our job Bobby." Dean growled. "The job you and Dad and everyone else taught us how to do. So don't go throwing it in my face that I'm doing what I'm supposed to!"
"What you're supposed ta be doin is trackin down Lilith!"
"Well do you have any leads? 'Cuz I sure as fuck don't!"
"Don't you take that tone with me boy. I'm tryin ta help you."
Dean ground his teeth together, trying to reign in his temper because Bobby was right. "Look Bobby. I know what you're doing, alright? I get it. But we've got nothing to go on and even less to work with. So unless there's a fucking epiphany about to erupt out of someone's ass – there's not a lot else to do."
"Don't you dare tell me you're throwin in the towel kid. So help me I'll kick yer skirt-chasin ass."
Dean let out a sharp laugh at that one. Leave it to Bobby to beat up a dying man. "I ain't giving up Bobby. You know I'm not. There's just not a whole hell of a lot to do."
"I'm gonna find a way boy. Mark my words."
"If anyone can… It's you." He looked into the mirror and Leah was watching him intently. He didn't doubt she could hear the conversation taking place on the other end of the phone – Jake had last night after all. Dean just hoped the whole thing was vague enough that she wouldn't be able to piece it together. "Look Bobby. We gotta go. We've got a blood trail to set."
"A blood trail? Around a bunch a vampires? Have you officially lost yer fool mind boy?"
"It's been said."
"An' I'm gonna look in-ta these wolves too. Make sure they're on the up and up."
"You do that." Dean rolled his eyes. "We'll call you when we're done here."
"Make sure you do." And Bobby hung up because he didn't do the whole goodbye thing either. It must be a hunter thing.
"That another one of your hunting buddies?" Leah asked from the back.
"Yup. That's Bobby. Knows more about anything than anyone else."
"How many of you are there?"
"A few. Not many. Not many who are any good like we are anyways. There's a few out there who have no business doing this at all."
Thinkin' about you Jo. He thought snidely.
"And who's Lilith?" She quirked an eyebrow at him.
"A demon we need to kill." Sam turned in his seat to look at Leah.
"Sam!" Dean growled. He didn't want Leah knowing anything about her.
"And you need to do it soon." Leah leaned forward towards Sam because she sensed she was going to get answers out of him easier than the elder Winchester.
"Yes."
"Sam!" Dean yelled. "Stop it!"
"Why Dean?" Sam yelled back. "We can't keep ignoring this!"
"I'm not ignoring anything alright?" He growled. "I'm just not gonna do this right now."
"How can I trust you if you're hiding things from me?" Leah asked, turning her dark eyes on him. Dean tried to pay attention to the road but Leah's beautiful face was right next to his as she leaned over the back of the seat.
"What?!" He belted out, incredulous.
"In this fight I'm trusting you to watch my back just as much as you're trusting me to watch yours."
"This is something personal. Private." Dean defended himself.
"I told you everything about me. Everything that mattered."
"Leah… Please don't..."
"I told you everything you wanted to know because you asked me."
She looked hurt and angry and Dean didn't want her to feel either, so he caved. "Lilith is a demon." He sighed. "Like, Queen of the fucking demons. She's powerful and she's planning something and we need to find her and kill her before she can do something bad and we don't know how to do either." He hoped that would be enough to pacify her. He didn't want her asking any more questions because he technically hadn't lied to her yet and a lie by omission wasn't a real lie in his books.
She was looking down at her hands that were draped over the front seat and biting her lip. She looked like she was thinking about something and Dean hoped it wasn't more questions she was gearing up. Sam was watching her too. He'd even kept his face straight during Dean's quasi-truth about the need to destroy Lilith pronto. He was grateful his brother hadn't called him out about it in front of her. The less Leah knew the better. He didn't want her looking at him with pity in her eyes.
"There are some old legends and lore in our tribal records about spirits and demons." Leah said slowly. "…About summoning them and destroying them. I always thought it was just a bunch of stories – but then again – I always thought the wolf myths weren't real either." Sam tilted his head slightly as he listened to her speak. "There may be something in the old stories that may help you. We keep our records safe by keeping them in the tribe – they aren't shared with many outsiders." She looked up at Dean then. "I'll ask the Elders to let you look at the lore in exchange for you helping us fight off the Seattle vamps."
"Thank you Leah." Sam said softly. "Any help we can get is appreciated. But what if the Elders don't allow us to look at them?"
"Then I'll ask my grandfather for help. Old Quil doesn't need a book to look at. His mind is as sharp now as it was when he was a young man and he'll tell you everything he knows if I ask him to... If I tell him how important it is to me."
"It's important to you?" Dean asked, feeling the shift in the car's atmosphere and the growing tension dissipating. She didn't know how dire the situation was. That Dean's very soul was on the line. And helping them with their problem was important to her without knowing the full story.
Leah smirked in embarrassment at the indirect hint of her feelings for him. Dean couldn't help his heart pounding in his chest at the thought that he might mean something to someone like her and he was uncertain if he wanted her to feel that way about him in the first place. "And if he doesn't help you… I'll steal the damn book for you myself." She smirked and leaned back and settled herself back into her seat.
"Now that's a woman after my own heart Sammy." Dean grinned and jerked his head towards her.
The made it back to the dirt road they'd slept on the night before. Embry was there in all his wolfy-glory waiting for them. Dean pulled up next to him and cut the engine. Getting out he took a deep breath of clean air, and was surprised that he could still smell Leah on the breeze. Then he realized that it wasn't Leah he smelled, but that Leah smelled like the mountain – like rain-washed forest and clear mountain air – a faint hint of honey. He took another deep breath but the mountain air didn't give him the same reaction as her actual scent did. There were no warm and beckoning tendrils settling into his stomach and he had to admit he kinda liked those tendrils.
Embry trotted up to them. "Hey Man," Dean called in greeting to the wolf, trying to get past the awkwardness of speaking to an animal. He and Sam went around the trunk and opened her up to reveal to Leah the vast arsenal that was the Impala. Embry managed to shoulder his way in to have a peek when Leah gave out a soft whistle. Actually knocking Leah into Dean's side and a jolt of lightening shot down his spine at the unexpected contact. She gave Embry a dirty look and the wolf just twisted his head and looked off into the distance with what may have been a wolfy-innocent expression.
She shook her head at friend before turning back to the brothers. "You guys don't fool around, do you." She stated, taking in the guns, the knives, the magical herbs and trinkets. She pointed to the metal strong box in the corner. "What's in there?"
"Grenades." Dean grinned happily. "Hey Sammy, maybe we should bring a couple of those bad boys up to the fight with us so that we can blast those sonsofbitches right out of the park."
"Yeah, and alert every Park Ranger in the area with the freaking explosion." Sam huffed, effectively taking the wind out of Dean's sails.
"Killjoy." He really wanted to blow something up. His due date was coming up and he really wanted to blast the shit out of something before he checked out.
Sam reached into the trunk, pulled out his machete and his crossbow and quiver. Dean did the same, not wanting to be anywhere near the vampires without being armed – truce or not. He was completely on the wolves wavelength when it came to that. They each grabbed a couple knives and Sam slipped the remainder of the dead man's blood into the pocket of his hoodie. He tucked his nine in his waistband and grabbed an extra clip which he shoved in the pocket with the blood.
Dean slammed the trunk closed. Sam was already a couple yards away with Embry nudging him with a massive furry shoulder and Leah giving the pair of them a pointed look as she leaned against the side of the Impala. Sam muttered something to the wolf that he didn't catch and the two of them headed for the trail, leaving Dean and Leah behind.
And the tendrils in his stomach were fucking waving at her. Reaching.
He let his crossbow and quiver slide from his arms to the ground, along with the machete and sheath. She was watching him and biting her bottom lip and Dean could feel the lighting racing up and down his spine because all he wanted was some time alone with her and now he had it.
Embry's words from this morning echoed through his head '… she likes you…' and she was still leaning against the car and staring at him with an expectant look which quickly turned to uncertainty because he suddenly found he couldn't move. She gave him a small embarrassed smile and shoved herself away from the car.
His brain kicked back into gear when he realized that she was leaving and he was there to block her way. "Don't go." He whispered, walking her back the two steps so she was leaning against the side of the car again. He rested one hand on the roof of the Impala, blocking her in but not really because he didn't doubt for a second that Leah could make him move if she wanted to. She didn't look as if she wanted to go anywhere though so he brought his other hand to her face. Brushing his thumb against her lips before grazing her jaw line – just lightly running the backs of his fingers from her chin to her ear.
He knew he shouldn't be doing this – knew it was a bad idea. The conversation in the car serving as an unnecessary reminder that he had no time left. Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. But he was never one to deny himself when it came to women, and he just couldn't ignore what was happening to him in Leah's presence. It was a runaway train and he was strapped to the front of it like Wile E. Coyote and all he could do was wait for the impact.
So he touched her face, and the tendrils were dancing at the way she leaned into his touch like she was hungry for it. Like she was fucking starved for it so he kept going.
His fingers trailed down her neck and along her collar bone and he was relishing in the contrast between his rough pale hand and her satin-smooth copper skin. He started to run his hand down the length of her arm, hungry himself for the feel of her skin – so soft – and the heat coming off her was like a drug he couldn't get enough of.
She brought up her free arm to encircle his neck, twisting her fingers into the short hairs on the back of his head and she was watching him with those so dark eyes of hers.
There was a voice in the back of his head that was demanding that he stop screwing around and get to the good stuff. But there was another voice – a quieter voice – that was telling him to take his time. To savor it. To savor her. So that was the voice he was going to listen to because savoring Leah sounded like the best damn idea he'd ever had.
So he slowly ran his hand down her arm, feeling the taught muscles underneath and wondering how something could be so soft and so firm at the same time. His fingers finished their lazy journey when they reached her wrist and they slipped to rest on her hip – holding her to the car and she was arching towards him, her head thrown back and her throat exposed to him. He brought his lips to her shoulder, ghosting them along her collar and up her neck while his fingers at her hip slid under the material of her tank top. He wasn't trying for a cheap grope; he just wanted to feel more of that amazing heat. He planted the palm of his hand on the smooth skin of her hip, soaking up the heat from her fevered flesh and feeling it warm him from the inside out.
The electricity in his blood was fucking singing when her lips found the soft spot under his jaw and she was breathing deep – almost as if she were breathing him in and drinking him down with every breath she took and her fingers were digging into his hair, pressing in and trying to bring him closer.
Never one to keep a lady waiting, he brought his lips to hers and felt the world open up and swallow him whole.
Her lips formed a perfect seal to his and there were lights exploding behind his eyelids as his hand gripped the soft skin of her waist – moving, caressing, roving to her stomach and making the round-the-world journey to her back, pressing her into him even more. And Leah arched her back even more, pulling him to her with a strength that had him only slightly worried that she might be leaving finger shaped bruises on the back of his neck.
Briefly he wondered what they were doing to the paint job on the Impala, before he realized that he didn't really care at the moment and that he could fix it later. And even if they scraped the shit out of Baby's finish, it would be worth it because this was the single most alive feeling he'd ever had because there was fucking electricity coursing thought his veins and the taste of Leah on his lips.
"We need to get outta here." He breathed into her mouth, thinking of getting the hell to town and a motel room with a big bed because there just wasn't enough room in the backseat of the Impala for what he had in mind.
"Why? Are you gonna show me the best six minutes of my life?" She got out around kisses.
"Ten." He grinned against her lips.
"Somebody had their Wheaties this morning." She breathed raggedly as he trailed kisses down her throat.
"I think it was that quiche." He whispered into the crook of her neck.
"Told you you'd want a piece." She gasped as he slid the strap of her top over to press a kiss to the soft skin under it.
"Piece? I want the whole thing." He said as he claimed her mouth again and slid the strap back into its rightful position on her shoulder.
There was a sharp howl that echoed down from the woods. Leah immediately pulled back from his lips, looking over his shoulder and narrowing her eyes at the forest.
"What is it?" He asked, reaching for his .45 tucked into the back of his jeans. But all she did was shove him – fucking shoved him – out of her way and she was running. Sprinting for the ditch that separated the trees from the road and she leapt over it headlong, like a kid taking a running dive from the bank into a lake and she exploded.
Leah literally fucking exploded and wolfed out mid-air, scraps of clothes floating down to the ground like snow as the silver wolf hit the ground running. It was then that Dean saw the other wolf barreling towards them through the trees, snarling and snapping as she met him head-on, snarling and snapping herself.
They met mid-leap in a cataclysmic crashing of bodies that sent them tumbling and rolling through the undergrowth, claws gouging and teeth tearing at each other as they fought – ferocious growls echoing between the mountains that sent a flock of birds flying in panic.
Dean held the .45 uselessly in his hand. He couldn't shoot at them, and he couldn't even shoot into the dirt near them to break them up because this wasn't a movie and there was this thing called a ricochet and as tough as Leah was, getting shot hurt like fuck – if it didn't kill her. He couldn't even jump in because he'd likely get his arm torn off. He fired a couple shots into the air hoping it would break them up but they didn't even notice as they furiously rolled through the dirt.
More wolves erupted out of the woods. The gangly one – Seth – barreled right into them, knocking them apart and growling at the giant wolf that he assumed was Sam the Douchebag alpha. Seth positioned himself beside his sister against their alpha, growling and snarling as the two siblings slowly circled their salivating leader. Another wolf joined Sam, growling at the other two, before another wolf joined Seth and Leah's side.
And where the fuck are Sam and Embry? He thought, looking wildly around for the sight of his brother and the wolf that may or may not stand beside Leah against their alpha.
It was starting to look pretty ugly as another wolf joined Sam, making it three on three when Jake came charging out of the trees and put himself between both groups. And Dean didn't know what was going on in the pack mind, but Jake seemed to be talking down to all of them because they were starting to back up a bit as Jake snapped at both sides in turn.
Dean saw movement on the path and saw Sam and Embry come out of the woods. Sam had his crossbow against his shoulder and was looking down the sight but he was as hopeless with his crossbow as Dean had been with his .45 because they didn't want to hit the wrong wolf and they didn't know what the fuck was going on anyway.
The wolves backed up some more but Sam was head-to-head with Jake and the two of them were baring their teeth at each other and neither was backing down. He thought that things would go to go to hell pretty quick if Jake and Sam full out went at it but Seth shouldered himself between the two of them, and he was quickly followed by another wolf. The two slightly smaller wolves managed to break the larger two up, and things kind of dissipated from there after a few more snarls. Sam skulked into the woods followed by a couple of wolves, but not before shooting a lethal glare at Sam and Embry. Embry didn't growl back, but just stood his ground between his alpha and his human charge. One of the wolves gave a savage smile to Embry as he followed the Alpha's group into the forest, leaving the others behind.
Seth trotted up to Leah, giving a whimper as he nuzzled a wound on her foreleg. Leah pulled away from her brother, giving him an impatient huff for his concern. Dean felt a flood of rage wash over him and he was half tempted to go follow the asshole and fill his ass full of buckshot for putting his teeth to Leah.
Sam and Embry came over, Sam slinging the crossbow across his shoulders and asking, "You alright?"
"I'm fine." Dean elbowed past his brother to get to Leah who was trying to put some space between her and her brother. "Leah? You okay?" He dropped to one knee to get a better look at her leg and saw that the wound was nearly healed. He could actually see the gouge knitting itself back together as he watched. "I guess you can add fast healer to your list of talents – right behind sexy-as-hell and incredible kisser, huh?" She rolled her eyes at him because there wasn't much she could translate to him in her wolf-state and an eye-roll said the same thing in both worlds; 'Get a grip – I'm fine.'
"Do you know what that was about?" Sam asked.
"Not really. What took you so long to get back here?"
"There was a wolf blocking me and Embry from coming back. I think it was the one I fought last night but I'm not sure. They looked like they were gonna rumble but then there were the shots you fired and he took off. So we hightailed it back down."
"Remind me after this blood trail thing to have a little chat with Mr. Alpha would you?" Dean cast a murderous glance at the spot where Sam Uley had disappeared into the forest.
"Just you, Alpha-Douche and Mr. Smith & Wesson?" Sam's eyebrow shot up.
"Sounds like a party to me."
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
Embry sat on the side of the road waiting for the others to get back. He could hear the growl of the kick-ass car miles before he could see it.
Man that is a sweet ride.
Man-crush much Bro? Quil joked.
Car-crush asshole. He shot back.
He could see the dust flying up in the air around the bend in the dirt road. They would be here any second.
So Lee's got the hots for one of them does she? Quil laughed.
Leah would not degrade herself with that human. Sam growled but was ignored by the others.
They got it bad for each other. It was all I could do not to hold my nose on the ride to La Push with them.
That bad?
The fucking hormones were enough to send Mother Theresa over the edge. There was no way I was gonna try to sit though a meal with them. I woulda blown chunks part way through while gagging on the hormones.
Don't you mean pheromones? Jared cut in.
Hormones, pheromones… whatever man. I failed Biology…
I don't want to hear anymore of this talk. Sam growled.
Hey! Here they come.
The sweet-ass car came to a halt next to him, sending dirt and rocks skidding out of her glorious path. Embry backed up to get a better look at her when the doors opened and the smell hit him.
What did they do? Fuck in the car? They reek! Embry crowed with laughter.
Man! Look at Leah's face! She looks like she's trying not to jump him! Quil laughed.
Embry could sense Sam gritting his teeth as the mind-meld emotions hit him. He watched as they all went to the trunk of the car and opened her up.
I'm gonna fuck with them a little. Embry snickered as he pushed his way in to look at the kick-ass car's kick-ass arsenal, bumping into Leah as he did it so that she fell into the side of the hunter. Embry felt the pheromones spike and turned his head when Leah glared at him.
Haha.
Leave her alone Embry. Seth cut in.
Embry... Sam growled.
What Dude? I didn't do anything.
Fuck. Off. Sam hissed.
I didn't do anything man. It's Leah who's nearly falling over herself for some ass.
Come off it man. Seth whined. That's my sister!
But then the big one was next to him and Leah was giving him a look that plainly said 'get the hell outta here' so he nudged his human into going up the trail because the last thing he wanted was to watch Leah go all Wild America on her human and the last thing Seth needed was a ringside seat to the spectacle.
"Come on man." His human muttered to him. "No one wants to watch the Discovery Channel."
Hallelujah. So the two of them headed for the trail with a fading scent of arousal coming off the pair by the car.
What the hell are they doing? Sam growled.
Need me to draw you a picture Sam? Quil laughed.
Not with him. Sam spat. Not that human.
Then who? The guy pumping gas out on route seven? Leah's gonna do what she wants and you're an idiot for thinking otherwise.
No. I will not allow it to happen. Sam started running with his destination being the kick-ass car.
You don't have a say Bro. Embry said scathingly. Leah will do what and who she wants.
Eewww dude. I'm right here! Seth groaned.
Sorry kid. He apologized.
Where the hell is Jake? Quil demanded, knowing the only one who stood a chance of talking some reason into Sam was him.
He went to talk to Bella this morning. I don't know where he is right now. Up in the clearing maybe? Jared offered as he streaked for the road.
I am going to stop her from making a terrible mistake. Sam growled and he started running faster as his mind went red with anger.
Don't you dare Sam. You got no say over her anymore. Quil bristled.
The hell I don't.
Leave her alone Sam. You're her Alpha – you're not her boyfriend anymore. Seth snarled.
Leah can make her own choices Bro. The human's not forcing anything on her. Embry rationalized but Sam wouldn't hear it. In fact, he picked up his pace and was digging into the loam and eating up the distance between Leah, the human and himself. The human walking next to Embry was still oblivious to what was going on.
Sam! Back off! Seth shouted and started running himself to head him off.
Stand down Seth. He commanded.
The hell I will!
I'm gonna handle this.
No you're not! And Seth tried to channel his sister's speed as he kicked it into high gear to try and derail Sam before he got to Leah and her human.
Stand down or I'll make you stand down! Sam growled.
Then you'll have to kill me… and trust me… There isn't an Alpha command in the world that will save you from Leah if you do.
She can't be allowed to make this mistake!
It's her mistake to make!
Jesus! Somebody stop him! Quil shouted, starting to run towards the road because they all had just gotten a very clear image of what Sam was going to do to the human, and then they all started running because there was going to be a fight and everyone wanted a piece of it.
Embry was going to run back down, his human looking at him as he finally sensed that something was up but then he noticed that Paul was running towards Embry and not the coming fight on the road.
What the fuck are you doing Paul? Embry growled as Paul came racing down the hill and through the trees.
Seth let out a howl of warning to Leah that trouble was headed her way because Sam was going to get to the road before he could stop him.
Don't worry about me Em. You just trot on down to the road and I'll watch your human for you. Paul gave him a feral grin as he said it that sent a shiver of alarm skirting down his spine. Paul was still pissed about last night and the hothead was out for fucking blood.
Back off Paul! Embry growled. The human pulled his crossbow from his back and leveled it on the snarling wolf, but Paul wouldn't back down.
They felt the atmosphere shift as Jake phased at the sound of Seth's howl.
Sam neared the road and Embry felt the shift again as Leah phased back to wolf form, and boy was she pissed. She actually phased on the fly and hit the ground running at Sam, her teeth bared and a vicious snarl coming from her because Sam was still thinking about what he was going to do to the human that had dared touch her. Touched something he still evidently saw as his.
That's it Sam! How fucking dare you, you sonofabitch! Leah snarled as she lunged at him and Sam dove for her and Embry knew the whole thing was gonna be fucking epic.
What the fuck is happening? Jake demanded.
But Embry couldn't answer him because Paul was coming closer.
Paul! Embry growled. Don't make me fight you man.
You wouldn't stand a chance. Besides… all I want is a taste of your human.
Paul! Sam! What the fuck?! Jake yelled as he started running from the clearing to the road.
Embry growled menacingly at Paul, and the human stood straighter and held his bow tighter and all Embry could think was 'Don't shoot the idiot. Rachel Black will kill you.' And he honestly didn't understand how Jake's sister could stand to be in the same room as Paul – let alone what they do in that room by themselves – but Jake was growling and Paul was growling and everybody was fucking growling and then shots rang out from the road and the human next to Embry growled and 'this is where the shit hits the fan…' rang through his mind because the human brother heard shots and he didn't know that they were just in the air and he didn't know what was going on and FUCK!
Seth had bust in between Sam and Leah, and now the two of them were circling Sam, and Jared was pissed and running into the confrontation. Paul smirked at him and turned tail to get to the fight. I want a piece of this. I'll get your human later Em. Don't worry.
Embry wanted to run for the road but he couldn't because the human couldn't move as fast as he could and Embry couldn't risk leaving him behind and Paul getting the jump on him.
Everyone calm the fuck down! Jared yelled, snarling at Seth and Leah.
Jake was running for all he was worth. Sam! Back off!
You have no say over me asshole! Leah screamed her rage at her ex.
I'm your Alpha! I have all the say in the world over you!
What?! More than one wolf started at that one.
You lost all rights to who I'm with the second you started sleeping with Emily!
I imprinted Leah. There was nothing I could do.
So you can do whatever you want so long as you cry 'Imprint'?
He is beneath you Leah.
Not yet he wasn't. You showed up.
Sam made to lunge for her again but then Quil was there next to Leah and Seth and he was pissed. Back the fuck up Sam! He growled. Quil was vibrating with anger at Sam saying he had all the rights in the world over his pack and he wasn't the only one. Embry was snarling his approval of his friends who were standing up to the Alpha/Tyrant that had just taken over their pack leader.
Paul raced onto the road where the confrontation was happening, sliding in next to Sam and Jared and hissing with sick glee, I'm gonna go after the human after we teach these ones a thing or two about disobedience.
Paul, I will rip you to shreds if you go near him you stupid fuck! Leah snarled.
She ain't the only one asshole! Embry growled as he and the human jogged back down the path. Fucking put it into gear dude! He cursed at his human.
What the hell has gotten into you Sam? Jake demanded as he ran for the fight.
Leah was going to degrade herself with that waste of human!
So?
So I couldn't let her do that. Sam argued, the 'she's mine' trailing off in his mind but they all heard it anyway.
Leah exploded. You can't have both of us you sonofabitch! You left me heartbroken and rotting from the inside out and now that there's someone I'm interested in you have to stick your ugly fucking face in? I don't fucking think so!
And things were going from bad to worse because Lee was gonna jump Sam again and Paul was looking at Quil like it was his fucking birthday or something and Seth and Jared were too close and if the others started fighting, they would jump in too and the whole thing was one big cluster-fuck and Move your ass human! He cursed at the hunter again.
And then Jake was tearing into the group of them, shouldering his way in and pushing some much needed space in between both groups of furious wolves.
Stop it! Jake thundered, causing a few of them to back up even more because Jake was pissed and there was nothing in his voice that left room for misinterpretation. It was 'get the fuck back before I fucking lose it' so they all backed up a bit more because they all knew that Jake and Sam were the best fighters in the pack and there was something else in Jake's voice that commanded them to listen to him. Only Sam wasn't backing up, he was looking at Jake like he wanted to rip his ass in two for getting in his way.
Get out of my way Jacob. Sam growled.
No.
I'll make you.
You use your Alpha command on me now, and you lose all credibility with this pack and you know it. Jake hissed. Back. The fuck. Up.
Seth pushed his way between them and Jared dug his shoulder into Sam's chest to drive him back before he did something stupid like go for Jake's throat.
And Embry and the human finally made it back to the road and the human brought his bow up to his eye but didn't fire because his brother was standing safely behind the three wolves, holding his gun ineffectively at his side because – honestly – what was he gonna do? Embry was going to rush over beside Leah and Quil to tip the balance in their favor if Sam kept pushing because he didn't like the insinuation Sam had given earlier because, 'I have all the say in the world over you!' was still ringing though his head along with several of the others and it was not sitting well. And this wasn't a little spat about Leah screwing around with a human anymore. It was a dominance thing that was quickly spiraling out of control.
This isn't over. Sam said to Leah and Jake.
You know where to find me Asshat. Leah grinned viciously.
Not now Leah! Jake snapped at her.
Sam gave them a final menacing growl before turning and walking away with Jared and Paul trotting along behind him.
Sam shot Embry a hateful glare. Nice to know whose side you're on. He said scathingly.
But Embry didn't shoot any smart-ass remarks back at him because Paul was grinning at him and he was spoiling for a fight because he hadn't gotten one yet out of the two he'd been trying for.
You're on the wrong side dickhead. Paul taunted him.
Maybe not all of us like grabbing ankle and being Sam's bitch as much as you do. Embry snarled back.
But Paul only grinned even wider. Keep a close eye on your new boyfriend. He threw back before following Sam into the woods.
Embry gave a short sigh of relief to see the backs of them as he and his human ran to the road because things were beyond fucked right now. As if they didn't have enough problems at the moment with the Seattle vampires coming and the fucking Volturi coming and fighting with the Cullens – now they had to add mutiny to the list because their pack was too big and it was tearing at the seams and the only way for Sam to keep control was to lay down the law. Unfortunately, the law Sam wanted to lay down was not going to sit well with most of them and that was only going to drive the wedge in further.
Fuck.
Leah, you're hurt! Seth whined, trying to get closer to his sister.
It's nothing kid. Leah tried to shake him off and hobbled a bit to the side to get some of her personal space back while she healed. But then her human was there, kneeling in front of her and fucking flirting with her right there in front of them, and Sam and everyone else could hear every word the human said… 'sexy as hell and an incredible kisser' …and Leah rolled her eyes at Sam's lashing out at Jared who was trying to keep him from coming back.
"Remind me after this blood trail thing to have a little chat with Mr. Alpha would you?" Dean said to his brother and he was beyond pissed if his expression was anything to go on.
Sounds like a great idea to me. Sam hissed.
"Just you, Alpha-Douche and Mr. Smith & Wesson?" The brother asked.
Back off Sam! Seth warned his alpha.
"Sounds like a party to me." Leah's human agreed.
Wouldn't miss it for the world. Sam snarled.
Don't think I'm not invited too you dick. Leah grinned.
And Embry cast his eyes skyward and prayed for patience because they were sitting on a fucking powder-keg and no one knew how long the fucking fuse was.
A/N: Whoo! That was a little difficult to write being in so many minds and in such an urgent setting as that one. I hope I got the message out and didn't confuse anyone by assuming you can read my mind and that I was being clear enough in the writing itself. It's a little hard having two Sam's to write in the same scene like that. Hope you all enjoyed that one ;D