The characters in this story are from my favorite books, the Twilight Series, by the talented Stephenie Myers, and her copy write of the characters is implied.
A/N: Thank you to everyone who has written reviews. I may have been cryptic in answering some emails that I received, but I am trying to keep the suspense up. I think that the answer to several questions I received will be answered in this chapter.
Chapter 32: You know What Happens When You Assume
I practically skipped to my Aunt Alice's door, so happy with what had transpired last night and this morning between me and Jacob. I am so in love with him, and when we made love, I felt like a part of me which I didn't even know was missing, suddenly became whole again. I couldn't wait to start planning my fairytale wedding with the help of my aunt.
I knocked on her door, and Aunt Alice said, "Come In." As I entered the room, she hissed at me and said, "Why do I see your Father stalking something I can't see through the forest, and your mother pleading with him not to kill Jacob?"
I froze, "Oh no, really, oh he can't this is all my fault," I began stuttering out.
"Tell me what happened, and maybe I can help ease things over," Aunt Alice said.
"Well, Jacob and I, well, you know I was kidnapped and almost raped, and then he was bit by Nahuel, and was in a coma for three days. We just needed to be with each other, and well, we made love last night for the first time," I stammered out.
"That would definitely explain my vision. Where is Jacob right now," she asked with concern clouding her voice.
"He went down to the kitchen to eat breakfast," I gasped out, as I realized that he was now alone, in the kitchen with my father, with the bliss of afterglow all over his face. Aunt Alice and I both bolted down the stairs and straight into the kitchen. It didn't seem that Dad had caught on yet. Maybe Mom was still blocking him I thought to myself.
Suddenly, Dad turned, and stared Aunt Alice in the eye, she must not have been blocking her thoughts very well, because next he turned and growled at Jacob. I grabbed Jacob and pulled him out the kitchen door, constantly remaining between him and my father.
"Jacob wolf out and run," I yelled as we sprinted down the back porch steps. As he phased, his shorts shredded out behind him. I ran along side him, and touched his nuzzle, showing him running with me on his back. He nodded as he continued to run full speed away from my father. I placed my hand back against his nuzzle and told him about the vision Aunt Alice had of my father chasing him when he found out about us having made love prior to marriage. As I showed him the image, his speed increased, and then I realized that he was bolting for the treaty line. Although the Cullen's and the Quileute's were allies, and the tensions between the two groups had largely ended, the Cullen's continued to respect the treaty line, well all except for me, because I am Jake's imprint.
Jacob continued to run until we hit the woods by Billy's house, and then he phased back to human and ran into his garage, and sat down in his Volkswagen.
"Would you mind asking Billy for some shorts for me Nessie," Jacob asked, "He's used to this; I used to go through shorts like Kleenex when I first became a wolf."
"Sure, I'll be right back," I said and made my way around to the front of the house and knocked on the door.
"I'm coming, hold on a minute," I heard Billy yell, before coming to the door about a minute later.
"Good Morning Nessie. It is so nice to see you. I haven't seen you since you since before Jacob woke up. I was going to go to your house today and visit the two of you. Your Grandpa Charlie was going to bring me. He's kind of annoyed that you haven't been to see him yet, but I explained that there were things going on that he didn't want to know about. I also never had the chance to congratulate you on your engagement. Now I am going to have three beautiful daughters." And he wheeled over with his arms extended to hug me, which I did.
"Uhm Billy, Jake phased with his clothes on, and he needs a pair of shorts," I said sheepishly.
"Is something wrong? Jacob is usually able to control his phasing now? Is it a result of his injuries? Did more of those vampires come after you two," he asked with concern clouding his voice.
"No Billy, it's nothing like that," I said trying to reassure him, "My Dad is just really mad at both of us right now, so we made a break for it."
Billy started laughing and said, "I bet it was something like when I threatened to kill Paul for fooling around with my daughter in my house."
"Yeah, you pretty much hit the nail on the head," I said, starring down at my feet, too embarrassed to make eye contact with him.
"Well, come on in. You know where Jacob's room is. Go find him some clothes, and I will start lunch for the three of us so we can talk."
He rolled back in his wheelchair, leaving me room to enter the house. I walked down the hallway to his room. I hadn't been in here since I was a little girl, but nothing had changed. I quickly walked over to the dresser, and grabbed a pair of sweatpants and quickly headed out to the garage.
Jacob was sitting in the back of the Volkswagen, lying across the seat, with his hands strategically covering his privates. I knocked on the window, laughing hysterically. He rolled down the window.
"Here you go my love," I said as I handed him the shorts through the window.
"You think this is hysterical, don't you," he said sarcastically.
"Just you hiding naked in the backseat of a Volkswagen, not the fact that my father wants to kill us both," I replied.
"He'd never kill you," Jacob said repentantly, "I am the one who should have known better. I am the one who should have stopped. I am the one that he is going to blame. You night get grounded, but I could get decapitated."
"Are you saying that you regret making love to me," I said through clinched teeth, "because last night was the most important night in my life!"
"Of course I am not saying that my sweet Nessie, I guess I am just saying that my theory about your parents giving us unspoken permission by letting us move into that room was, wishful thinking crap."
"Yes, it was, but you had me sold on it too until breakfast. Actually, Aunt Alice said that she had a vision of Dad finding out and stalking you through the woods while Mom trailed him trying to calm him down. I think that in trying to protect us, that Aunt Alice actually let the cat out of the bag, because Mom hasn't been shielding her, just us.
"Wonderful, with help like that, we are doomed," he smirked.
"Stop being so dramatic.! My father is not going to actually kill either of us. We just need to lay low for a while, a few hours" I said as I smiled, down at Jacob, who was now wearing a pair of shorts. "Billy is making lunch for us, and I need to call Aunt Alice, to check in, come on let's go."
I pulled Jacob out of the car by his hands, then wrapped his arms around me so that I could kiss him passionately.
As we walked inside the house, I smelt Billy frying up some fish for us. It smelt good and I was starving.
"Billy do you mind if I use your phone," I asked politely.
"Nessie, this is your home now too, you are family, you do not need to ask," Billy said. He was very generous and fatherly toward me. He made me feel very excepted and wanted, so I gave him a big hug, before I sauntered over to the phone.
I dialed my Aunt Alice's number and she answered on the first ring.
"I'm sorry Nessie," she said sincerely, "I am usually very good at blocking your father out of my mind. I was trying to warn the two of you, not throw you both under the bus. Can you ever forgive me?"
"You are already forgiven, that is not why I am calling. I wanted to find out about my parents' current states of anger or insanity, which ever seems most appropriate," I replied.
"Well, as I think you expected, your father is taking this very hard. He sees you as his little girl, and will probably still see you that way when you celebrate your millennium. He keeps blaming himself for this, saying that he through he raised you better and that he shouldn't have trusted Jacob."
"That sounds like Dad, blaming himself for everything that he has no control over," I replied.
"Your mother is taking this pretty much in stride. She has been trying to talk your father down. She is not saying that she approved of what you and Jacob have done, but she wants to just overlook it and move on," Aunt Alice replied.
"What do you suggest that Jacob and I do now? I know that you can't see us, but I trust your judgment. Do you think that we would be better off to come back now, or to wait it out for a while," I asked.
"To be honest Nessie, I think that you and Jacob should wait it out a while. I will tell your parents that you are safe and that you are staying at La Push. If you don't object, I will also tell your father that he also made you feel ashamed about something that you felt was beautiful and special, and that you are too mad to come home right now."
"Well," I replied, "That is actually the truth anyway. He has placed a dark cloud over something that is so beautiful and magical."
"I can do a good job with the guilt. Give it a day or two, and your Dad will be calling for you both to come back home.
"Are you sure Aunt Alice," I asked, "He is already so mad at the both of us, I don't want to piss him off even more."
"You know that your father just wants you happy and that he also approves of your pending marriage to Jacob, which I assume I can now take more than two weeks to plan, so this will all blow over," she reassured me.
"But you need to tell him, them, one more thing for my Aunt Alice," I said with conviction, "Jacob and I will not be staying in separate rooms when we return. If my parents want us to come back, then they will both need to accept that our relationship has moved to another level. If they can't accept that, we will have Sam marry us right away, and move on."
"Nessie, do not start threats with the wedding if you want me to help you," she hissed.
"You know I didn't mean it against you Aunt Alice, I just want you to stress to them that Jacob and I are now, and will forever be together. How ever you which to say it, I trust you. Plus, I was coming to your room today to tell you that you could have all the time you wanted to plan the most perfect wedding for us that you wanted." I said sincerely, "I really am sorry."
"I know you are Nessie," she said," I'll work on them and call you back at Billy's number later."
"I am not sure that we are going to be staying here Aunt Alice, but you can leave a message if you want. Jacob and I were going to Port Angeles today to pick up our rings, for dinner, and a movie," I said, "Plus, with Paul and Rachael living here, there is no room in this house. I think we are going to camp out on the cliffs, but we will be back and forth to Billy's. You know that Jake can't go that long without eating," I added.
"I love you Nessie, and I will try my best to try to cool things off. You and Jake enjoy Port Angeles, and report back in with me as soon as you get back."
"I love you too Aunt Alice. Thank you so much," I said, and then hung up the phone.
When I turned around, I could see in Billy's face that he was disappointed that Jacob and I would not be staying in his house. Jacob must have seen the same look in his face because he answered Billy's unanswered question.
"Dad, we will be here more than you can stand until it is safe for Nessie to go back home. Camping out just makes more sense, especially with Rachel being pregnant and a newly wed. Paul and her need their space. Nessie and I will set up a tent near the cliffs, but we will spend time with you, I promise."
"I just got you both back after 8 years, I don't want to loose either of you again any time soon. You both will always have a home here," Billy said with his voice breaking.
"Thank you Billy, and I promise that you will always be an extremely important part of our family," I replied.
Paul and Rachel walked in the front door carrying groceries. I took Rachel's bags from her and greeted them both, then we all sat down to eat lunch.
"Are you guy's staying to watch the Seahawk's game," Paul asked.
"No," Jacob replied, "We need to go set up our tent, and then head to Port Angeles, we will see you guys in the morning for breakfast," he replied. At this point, we were all finished eating, and I was finished loading the dishwasher. Jacob grabbed my right hand and kissed it, and then began pulling me toward the door, with the blue tent tucked under his other arm.
"See you guys in the morning," he yelled over his shoulder as we left the house.
A/N- Next chapter will be extra lemony. I promise!