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 continues to read my story and provide feedback. I love all the feedback, it motivates me to keep writing.
Chapter 46: Transformations
The next three days continued in a similar pattern. I woke up with Jacob at 5:30 am, so that we could eat breakfast together, than Jacob was on patrol from 6am to 6pm. I kept myself sane with the help of Vampire Academy in the morning. On Wednesday, we finished up our discussion of Catcher in the Rye. Mom recommended that we read Wuthering Height, and the last two days, I hardly talked at all, as my two parents bickered over the characters in the book and its worthiness to be considered a classic.
The afternoons were the worst, because I didn't have a set schedule. Aunt Alice said that she was at the point of planning the wedding where she wanted it all to be surprises, so I really couldn't help her. On Wednesday afternoon, Aunt Rosalie showed me how to do a tune up and an oil change on her car. She joked that Jacob wouldn't be my first in that category. On Thursday, I spent the afternoon with Grandma Esme. She was planning on renovating the nursery in the cottage, as it had been transformed into a pre-teen room while we were still living there. She showed my color schemes, and we basically had room designs determined for whether the baby was a boy or a girl. On Friday, I decided to spend the afternoon having Mom and Dad teach me how to cook. In case Jacob, the baby, and I every decided to live on our own for a while, I would definitely need to know how to cook more than burgers and Kraft Mac and Cheese if I wanted a healthy family.
The early evenings were great, and that was because I got to spend them with Jacob. We ate at the counter on Wednesday and Thursday as per normal. He talked about his patrols, but since they didn't pick up any scents, it was kind of more wolf gossip. According to Jake, Robert, who I found out is Embry's first cousin, was going through a growth spurt and was running a high fever, so the pack was preparing for the addition of a new member. Mostly we rushed through our dinners, for private "dessert" in our rooms, except on Thursday, when I cooked. I set the dining room table, which was usually only used for social occasions or family get togethers. I served Roast Beef with stuffed baked potatoes and asparagus, that I made myself with careful instruction my parents and The Barefoot Contessa. We ate by candlelight. Jacob seemed really impressed with my cooking expertise.
The later evenings were ecstasy, and that was because I spent every minute of it making love to Jacob. Our first round would usually start off urgent, rough, due to having spent so much time apart during the day. The second round was usually sweet, slow, tender, lingering, to remind us that we not only lusted for each other, but that we loved each other more than life itself. The third round, and there was always a third round, involved, one or the other of us, waking up in the middle of the night and slowly, sensually, working the other one up while first asleep. The remainder of the nights, we spent wrapped in each others arms, talking about all the reasons that we loved each other, and what we wanted from our lives together.
Saturday was hard from the start. Mom and Dad went off hunting in the morning, so there was no school. My Aunts and Uncles took turns hunting in the afternoon, so I basically stayed in my room, with the door open, and read, Dead Until Dark, The Southern Vampire Mysteries #1. It wasn't bad for a fiction book on vampires, but it had all cliché stuff with the fangs, sleeping in coffins, and catching fire in the sunlight. The part of the book that most appealed to me was that Vampires had come out in the open, due to synthetic blood, and were mainstreaming into humanity. If only it were that simple, I thought. It would be really nice for my family and I to be able to have a normal life, especially now with my new baby on the way. I would love to spend as much time as I wanted in any one place, regardless of the fact that we were not aging, and that it would not be an issue for us.
I must have drifted to sleep in the afternoon, because I awoke to the sound of Jacob yelling in the, "Carlisle, he's been bitten."
I ran out to the living room, and Jacob was carrying Robert, who was unconscious. He had a bite mark on his shin, and it was bleeding profusely, despite the cloth that had been wrapped around it. Jason, Embry, Quil, Uncle Seth, and Aunt Leah all followed Jacob into the living room.
"What happened," I yelled.
"He was at work at Dawson's garage," Jacob started, "and a woman, whom he described as dark skinned, perfect features, 'could've been a Cullen she was so beautiful', came in and started arguing with him that he had stained the seat of her expensive sports car when he was doing the oil change. She pushed his anger until the point that he phased. He phased right in the middle of Dawson', luckily the rest of the staff was in the garage, and he was in the office when it happened so no one saw anything. He jumped across the front counter, and lunged for her, but he was too new. She somehow knew he would become a wolf, and she bit him. He ran off into the woods. We heard his thoughts in our pack mind, and we went and found him bleeding. We got him to phase back to human, and then he passed out. He has been unconscious for about 10 minutes."
Grandpa Carlisle motioned for Jake to carry Robert upstairs to his study, which he did, and immediately laid him on the exam table. He was already inspecting the wound, and found that it was not venomous, as he had suspected, since female half vamps don't seem to be. Robert had lost a lot of blood, and Grandpa Carlisle began collecting blood from the pack. Dad helped him to cross sample it to make sure that he was given blood which was a match. It seemed that all the wolves in Jacob's pack were the same type.
Jacob called Billy and Grandma Sue, who called Robert's mother. Robert's mother had been out of the loop to this point with the whole vampire, werewolf thing, so by the time she made her way to the Cullen house with them, she was a nervous wreck. Dad read her mind that she was scared of the vampires especially, so we all kept our distance downstairs, except for Grandpa Carlisle, whom continued to monitor Robert's vitals. Jacob kept running up and down the stairs, between the two groups.
When Jacob came back downstairs, I asked "But why Robert, we hardly know him."
"He's Embry's cousin, which means that he would join my pack. He was the weakest link, and they attacked that kink in the chain," Jacob said, and continued, "Sam's pack is following her scent. She headed toward the Ocean. He will let us know if they catch her."
I started putting pieces together in my head, and something didn't add up. How would this half vampire know that Robert was that close to phasing for the first time? A new theory started to come into my mind, and I knew it was true. Worse, I knew Jacob probably already knew the truth, and he was purposely lying to me.
"This little theory of yours, that they somehow new that Robert was going to change into a wolf soon doesn't make any sense, and you know it. Your scent was all over the garage from when you worked there. I think that she followed your scent to the garage, and having never actually seen you, attacked the only other Quileute, poor Robert, who happened to be in the building. You are their prime target," I hissed.
"There is no way to know which theory is true," Jacob said, "at this point it is just guessing anyway," but when he said this, he starred down at this feet, and did not make eye contact with me.
I was mad. He knew I was right, but he was not admitting to it out of some suicidal desire to be the one to protect me, or simple male ego. "You are full of shit, you know that Jake," I rarely cursed, so Jacob knew that I was beyond pissed when I yelled this at him. "Is this how our marriage is always going to be? Something bad happens, especially something that put you in danger, and then you are going to lie to me about it? I thought I could trust you more than anyone, and you stand here, in front of my entire family and lie to me. He's lying, isn't he Dad, Mom drop your shield, let me prove to everyone that he is lying."
"He's not lying Nessie," Dad said, "Mom's shield hasn't been up all afternoon. He really believed his theory until you came up with yours. You need to calm down for both you and the baby.
Grandpa Carlisle came back down the stairs at the point and said, "Robert's wounds have mostly healed already. He is in shock about his first transformation, which I assume is normal. Billy and Sue had his mother calmed down at this point. I think that it is probably best that the pack spend some time with him, and talk to him about what is happening with him.
"Seth, Embry and I will do it," said Aunt Leah, and then she added, "Jacob, I do now, and always will respect you as the alpha of the pack. I served in that role for the past five years while you were gone, but I am grateful to have you back. That being said, I think that Nessie's theory makes the most sense. I am going to talk to Sam, and have you stop patrols until further notice. You have a family on the way. You need to protect yourself for their sakes."
"Leah," he started to yell, but then I cut him off.
"The rest of the wolves are not the targets. You are the target. You killed Nahuel. It makes sense Jacob. Don't fight Aunt Leah on this."
Jacob through his hands up above his head in disgust, and stormed out into our bedroom and slammed the door behind him.
"Thank you Aunt Leah," I said sincerely, "I know that you have not wanted to stay a wolf for so long, that you wanted to stop phasing a long time ago so that you could age, but you didn't, and I know that it has directly benefited me. Thank you."
"You're welcome Nessie, that's what family does," she said under her breath. Although Aunt Leah had the reputation for being, well the best word to describe it is a bitch, no pun intended, I never saw her that way. She had always been sweet, faithful and loyal to both me and Jacob. I know that Vampires, even vegetarians would never be her favorite thing, but it just added to the sacrifices that she had made for Jacob and me to be happy.
Aunt Leah turned and addressed the room, "I am going to go upstairs and get Robert. We will take him outside and talk to him. Since Jacob won't be patrolling anymore, we will keep in touch by phone as much as possible. I will make Billy the point person if you need to call us." Aunt Leah went up the stairs, and quickly came back down with Robert, Aunt Sue, and Uncle Emmett who was carrying Billy in his wheelchair down the stairs. They all made their way out the front door of the house.
I sat on the sofa next to my Aunt Rosalie and Grandma Esme for a longtime before Dad turned to me and asked, "Aren't you going to check on Jacob."
I shook my head and answered, "No, he is the one acting like a macho idiot. He just needs some time to cool down."
"I think your wrong Nessie," Dad replied. "You forget that he not only loves you, but you are his imprint. It is his sole purpose in life to protect you and keep you happy. You and Leah, no matter how justified, just robbed him of the purpose. He thinks that he is unworthy of you now."
"How could he possibly ever even consider that," I asked my father.
"He does, that's all that matters, and it is killing him," my father replied sympathetically.
I shook my head, but this time incredulously, stood up, and made my way to our bedroom door. I expected it to be locked, but it was open to my surprise. I quietly made my way into the room. He was lying face down in the middle of the bed, on top of the covers, with his head buried between two pillows. I purposely closed the door loud enough that he would know someone was there, without slamming it. He did not look up.
I made my way slowly to the bed, silently. I sat down along side him, and began stroking his bare back. I leaned down and wrapped my arms around him, but he pulled away from me. He had never pulled away from me before.
"I'm sorry that you are angry," I said hesitantly, "but I love you more than anything else in this universe, and I am not going to apologize for trying to keep you safe."
His head turned quickly and looked me in the eye, "You really believe that I am so weak that I can not protect you? If I am, then I don't deserve you."
I began crying, and said "I am the one who doesn't deserve you Jacob. You are so selfless, so brave, so loving, and I am just a spoiled brat."
Through a low growl in his throat Jacob said, "Never speak about yourself that way. You are the most perfect being on the planet."
"No I am not," I snapped, "Because I would be nothing without you Jacob. I can't survive without you Jacob. You are protecting me and the baby by protecting yourself, I swear."
I lay next to him, and crushed myself to his chest. "I need you forever Jacob, never forget that," I whispered into his chest. I felt his arms wrap around me, and we drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
Around 3am, I got up to go to the bathroom, and when I returned, Jacob was lying naked, with the covers pulled back, obviously happy to see me. I slowly made my way back to the bed.
"I thought that you were mad at me," I said.
"I was disappointed in myself, I was never mad at you. I love you, and I need you."
I had slept fully dressed, up to this point. Jacob stood me up, and passionately kissed my lips. He licked my lower lift to gain entrance to my mouth, which I gladly gave him. I nibbled his bottom lip.
He moaned, "I love you," into my ear, as he eased my sweater over my head. His hands then roamed down my back and unhooked my bra. He slowly ran his hands up and down my back, and then they roamed their hands around the front to unbutton and unzip my jeans. He pulled down my jeans and panties in one move, and I quickly stepped out of them.
He picked me up bridal style, and laid me on the bed. He kissed every inch of me, from the top of my head, to the sole of my foot, and back up again. He stopped at my core, and licked circles around my clitoris, prior to entering me, with his large erection.
He leans down and whispers into my ear, as he thrusts in and out of me, "I love you, my Nessie. I already love our baby so much. I promise to always be there for you."
"Jacob you are my everything, you and our baby, are my universe," I moaned.
He was so slow, so gentle, he kept me on the edge for so long, that I began pleading, "Please Jacob, harder, faster, I need more of you." He responded to my pleading immediately.
"I love you, Nessie, I need you always," he moaned, "I am gonna, I, I, Nessie, I…"
He choked out.
"I gonna cum too," I cried out, and we came together. He rolled me over so that I was on top of him, and I slept with him inside me, gently caressing me the rest of the night. I finally felt safe. Not only was I locked up in the "Cullen Fortress" but now so was my Jacob.