A/N: Ok, so it is the day after I updated, but I got so many awesome reviews that I couldn't help but get this chapter started. I am also sick so I can't do anything else but lie here and possibly sleep. So I said "Fuck you, writers block." And here I am. A special thanks to Kei Kat Jones for commenting on every chapter and making me smile. Also thank you to everyone else who is reviewing, it makes me want to write; seriously, only reason I am here now and not sleeping. Ps, I don't own Twilight, I do own a cup telephone (two plastic cups with yarn attached to them, and yes, it actually fucking works! I know I am lame lol).

Dancing in the Moonlight

We get it on most every night
when that moon is big and bright
its a supernatural delight
everybodys dancing in the moonlight

Dancing in the Moonlight- Toploader

I am not sure when I fell asleep but the next thing I knew I was woken up to blinding whiteness. I saw white fluffy clouds and when I looked down and could see through the clouds I saw more white. We must be getting close then. I had Leah snoozing lightly in my lap and I took my time to really look at her. Her head was resting on my chest and her long hair slipped over my shoulder, marking my white long sleeved shirt. Both of my hands were wrapped around her; one resting right below her ribcage and the other one seemed to be gripping one side of her ass. It was a good thing that she was sleeping, she would have kicked my ass if she was awake. She truly did resemble a goddess. Her face peaceful not a frown, sneer or mask that she usually wore. One of her hands was resting on my stomach and the other was fisting part of my shirt.

I took my time to ogle her like the shameless bastard that I am and my body couldn't help but react. With this new sundress I would see straight down her shirt again. I caught sight of her glorious breasts and could not stop the images that came to my mind. Caressing them with my hands; teasing and taunting them with my lips. I let out a small groan of frustration. I tried to discreetly move her but she just gripped my shirt tighter and snuggled closer to me. Leah Clearwater snuggling, who knew? I suppose she is a girl, but I never took her for the snuggling type. I have to admit, I like this new side of Leah. This brings me to remember why I am on this damn plane in the first place. I could barely believe that I was leaving; it was unreal. While I had always dreamed of leaving La Push, I had never imaged it would be for this reason. I had so many questioned that were still unanswered. What would Leah have to do here? Why was she so important to these people? The most important one; why did I care so much?

Since Leah joined my pack, I had felt much different. I felt a connection to Leah. It wasn't imprinting, even if it had not been explained, I knew it was different than imprinting. I suppose I won't have to worry about imprinting anymore. This is completely fine with me; I did not ever want to imprint. I didn't like knowing that my fate was decided for me; that the person I would spend the rest of my life with was chosen by something other than me. I suppose that I did not have much say in this weird relationship with Leah though. Could I call it a relationship? It is unlike anything I have ever felt in my life. I have an almost desperate attraction towards her. Hell, who am I kidding? I do have a desperate attraction to her, there is no almost about it. That is not all though. I also feel incredibly protective of her. Not so much for her well-being, as bad as it sounds, but I will not share her. That sounds horrible, but in reality, I know that Leah can take care of herself. Actually, I know firsthand that she can; she throws one hell of a punch when she is mad. I cannot stand the thought of another man; another man, touching her. The thought of her being with someone else brings out an insane rage in me.

"Why is my pillow vibrating?" Leah broke me out of my thoughts in a small, tired voice. I had not even realized that I was shaking; not good.

"Sorry, Leah, you can go back to sleep now." I said, moving my hand from her ass to her hips; hopefully without her noticing.

"Well, I am up now. Also, what gives you the right to grope me in my sleep?" Shit, she did notice.

"I have no idea what you are talking about, you must still be sleepy." Play it cool, man.

"Yeah, right." She rolled her eyes at me. "What's eating you anyway?"

"Nothing too big, just thinking, I guess." I did not really want to tell her what I was thinking about, I doubt she'd be too happy about it.

"Did it hurt?"

I looked at her, confused. "What hurt?"

"Thinking." She said with a wicked smirk on her face.

With that I picked her up, put her on the floor, held her down with my weight and tickled her. Yes, that is right, I tickled her. She shrieked, laughed loudly, and tried hitting me a few times. I just laughed at her attempts; she obviously wasn't trying very hard.

"Jacob..." Leah called, panting and out of breath.

I looked down and realized my hands were right underneath her breasts. I stopped and looked down at her flushed and out of breath face. She must have caught the look in my eyes and raised her hands to the back of my neck. I leaned forward and caught her lips with mine in a very slow and intimate kiss. She responded instantly, running her hands through my hair. I pressed my weight more firmly on her and she could feel my desire for her pressed against her leg. Never one to be outdone, Leah quickly flipped us over so she was on top, never breaking the kiss. I have to say; I was impressed.

"Guys?"

A voice called out in the distance. Leah removed one hand from my shoulder where it rest and promptly gave them the finger.

"You are not alone here." Caden said, breaking us of our bubble.

I groaned and Leah broke the kiss, getting up and smoothing out her dress.

"Where is the bathroom?" She asked innocently.

Well I suppose I should have known something was up; Leah is never innocent. After getting directions, she pulled me up from the ground and dragged me towards it.

"Leah?" I asked, wondering if she really was thinking what I thought she was thinking.

"I can't take it anymore, Jake. I need you, now."

Those few words ignited a fire within me. I quickly locked the door, pushed Leah against it and literally ripped her dress off. I let out a groan, looking at her naked body. I had forgotten that she didn't wear anything underneath of it. She wasted no time in pulling off of my shirt.

"I don't like it when you wear shirts." She pouted.

Had it been any other situation I would have stood there shocked; Leah never pouted.

"Well I don't like it when you wear anything, so I guess we are even."

I kissed her, hard, coaxing my tongue into her mouth. I could smell her arousal now; it seemed to be filling this tiny space in which we were enclosed from the world. My mouth broke reluctantly away from hers, needing to breath. I worked small kisses and bites from behind her ear down her neck. One of my hands slipped from her hips down towards her center while my mouth reached its destination on her chest. I slipped one finger inside of her, rubbing the hard nub with my thumb as my mouth claimed her nipple. She moaned loudly and hooked one of her legs around me, granting me better access.

"Shhh now, Leah, we don't want anyone else to hear us now, do we?" I whispered huskily onto her breast, my fingers curling inside of her to reach a new spot.

Leah moaned loudly again before responding, "They are fucking werewolves Jake, they could hear us before. Besides, I really don't give a fuck."

With those words I growled and began moving my fingers faster. Leah gripped my shoulders and dug her nails into my shoulders as her body shuddered and she loudly moaned my name. I brought my hand up to her hip and trailed my lips to kiss hers softly. She stared deeply into my eyes and gave me a small, satisfied smile. I think I would have done that every second of every day for just that look. She looked content, and can't think of a time that I have seen her look like that. Though I will admit I am a horny bastard, I am not that much of a bastard to wipe that look off of her face. I moved back just a bit, still holding onto her, and rested my head on her shoulder.

"Don't tell me that you are tired already? We haven't even made it to good part yet." Leah said, smirking at me.

"That good part? You mean that was bad?" I asked, trying not act hurt.

Leah just laughed, "Oh honey, that was amazing, truly incredible, but I am still ready and raring to go. That was just icing on the cake, great icing, mind you, but icing nonetheless."

I looked into her eyes and saw the desire there. My hand moved back down between her legs and I groaned.

"Your still so wet!"

"That's all for you, Jacob." She moaned out.

That was my undoing.

~*~*~

One of the things I loved about Leah is how strong she is; not just physically but emotionally as well. How many girls after having sex in a bathroom on a small plane could hold their heads high? There was no walk of shame for Leah; if anything there was a proud strut. She walked out like she owned the place after that; and with the way that everyone has been looking at her, it seemed as if she did. We went back to our seats and I threw an arm around Leah. For some reason I wasn't as protective of her. If I had to guess I would say that it was because of a few things; one being they just heard us having amazing sex in the bathroom, and two that the hickey I had placed on her neck had yet to heal and you could see it plain as day. I decided against telling Leah. If she didn't notice who was I to tell her any different? Besides she would kick my ass for it.

There was food laid out on the small table in front of us and I wasted no time in digging in. Leah laughed at me, kissed me on my overstuffed check and did the same. I could feel the heat of her lips still resting on my check but for the life of me I couldn't figure out why. I felt comfortable and connected to her in this way.

For fucks sake, man up. You have fucked her twice, once pretty much in public and your thinking about a kiss on the check? Stop being such a fucking girl. My inner voice screamed at me.

I shook my head and looked towards the window. It was now dark and I could see the moon streaming in through the windows. Apparently we had spent more time in the bathroom than I thought.

"We will be arriving in about half an hour, just to give you guys a heads up." A shy looking boy spoke up, almost as if afraid to talk to us.

"Thanks, sweetie, what's your name?" Leah asked, I was almost jealous that she called him sweetie but even as a werewolf he looked to be no older than 16.

"Dakota" He replied timidly.

"Well thank you again Dakota, I need to get changed I think." Leah said, smiling.

I decided then that I really like when Leah got laid. She was a much nicer person. I do not think that I have seen her smile this much, well, ever actually. I was also more than happy to be the person making her smile.

"I like what you are wearing." I whispered softly in her ear.

"I also like what you are wearing." She smirked back. "But we still need to put more clothes on."

Since I had ripped her dress literally in two, she was wearing my shirt and boxers. It is a damn good thing that I decided to wear boxers today.

"We took the liberty of getting clothes for the both of you, seeing as we are going to Alaska." Caden said, pulling out two big winter jackets out of a bag and handing them to us. "Also, if you would like Leah, we have a dress here for you, and more clothes for the both of you when we get there."

"You went shopping for me?" Leah asked, confused as to why anyone who shop for her.

"Yes, well you mean a lot to us, Leah, you bring a lot of hope to our people."

"Um, thanks." Leah said, looking a bit uncomfortable but taking the dress anyway and heading to the bathroom.

She came out a moment later wearing a semi-casual knee length brown dress. She did look great, but then again, when did she not? I think the most tempting part about the dress was how it ruffled from the hips down. I really wanted to flip it up, but I resisted the urge and keep my hands to myself, mostly anyway.

~*~*~

I don't know what I had expected walking off the plane, but it was nothing like I had even imagined. I had my arm wrapped securely around Leah's waist and it was a good thing. People were cheering, showering us in flower pedals and Caden and his men (or boys in the case of Dakota) seemed more like security than anything else. Yet no one was trying to get too close, or trying to touch Leah. It appeared as if she had a layer of respect surrounding her. Happiness was in the air and you could almost feel the excitement. I looked around and had to grin, it seemed as though everyone was dancing; dancing in the moonlight.

A/N: Ok, so apparently writers blocked kicked my ass; then like a bitch left at the very worst time. I wrote the majority of this last night and I think I failed a test today lol. I have tests all next week and yet I couldn't stop writing. Also because its been so long, I added some lemonade and it's quite long. Oh, if anyone is wondering why Leah is acting so nice it is because she's getting some. No, I am serious. Think about it; you go years without sex and then within a span of 24 hours get three organisms from a gorgeous guy completely devoted to you. Come on now, any girl would be bouncing with joy.