It was great to feel like I was back in the grove of things. Ever since Charlie's death and the drama before that, it was like a never-ending cycle; one thing after another and each time it chipped away bits of hope. But now, having everyone together, just rebuilt all of the hope I once lost. We were all having a great time- laughing, talking, and eating. It was perfect and I knew I had to store memories in my head of this night to draw. Of course, Emily and Kim had their cameras too, which was a great help.

"Care to dance?" Seth asked me, extending his hand.

"Why thank you," I giggled as he spun me to the 'dance floor'. We laughed and danced silly for a while, just enjoying the breeze of it all. Having fun came so easy to Seth, and as he took me along for the ride, I couldn't stop myself from going along with it.

"Way to show us all up Seth," Jared joked cutting in. He held out his hand for me, which I accepted with a smile.

Seth gave me a quick wink before patting Jared's shoulder and heading for the food table.

"Where's your girl?" I asked Jared as I danced with him.

"She is taking her picture duty very seriously," he said with a small smile. I let out a laugh and gazed up at him.

"Well you know, when Emily assigns these type of jobs, she means business."

"Oh I know, you don't have to tell me that one twice," he added lightly.

"Who knew you were such a good dancer," I told Jared as he twirled me with ease, matching the beat of the slower song we were dancing to.

"Not many people," he laughed. As I stared up at him, I noticed something.

"What's on your mind?" I asked him.

"How do you do that?" he asked surprised.

"Do what?" I asked.

"The mind reading thing you have going on. It's like…I don't know," he said.

"I'm just amazing like that," I joked, waiting for him to tell me what was going on.

"Jared?" I asked, trying to reach eye contact with him again. His cheeks became a bit red and he continued to look off to the side.

"I want to…um…be active with Kim," he said.

"Active?" I asked confused, "as in…oh!" I said getting what he meant. My cheeks blushed a bit too, but I wanted him to continue.

"And I know that you and Sam well…are… and I was wondering…I mean…I was curious to how-…I mean…"

"Jared, just form a sentence already," I laughed, trying to lighten the mood. It worked, as a small smile graced his lips.

"I want to…do stuff…with Kim, I'm just afraid of hurting her. I just- if I accidentally get carried away or im too heavy against her or-"

"Okay, take a breath," I told him with a hand on his chest.

He took in a deep mouthful of air and let it out slowly.

"Have you talked to Sam about this?" I asked.

"A bit," he said. "He just told me some things about its all in the moment, and you know if and when you start losing control. He said stuff about trusting yourself but Bella, what if something was to happen. I don't want anything like that, but I keep pushing her away and she's getting frustrated. I just…don't know what to do," he sighed.

I bit my lip and thought about everything.

"I guess Sam is kind of right. You kinda just have to be in the moment, but-" I said before he could say anything. "I just- I don't know how to explain it to you. Its like…you have this trust in the other person, like the person does with you. When im with Sam, I know he wont hurt me. I don't have a doubt in my mind. He knows it too- somewhere deep down inside. Being human…it doesn't mean you are weak or so fragile, it just shows you're different. You are human too Jared, you all are. You just have another side to you."

I tried to sum it up a bit better, "Its not just your human side that fell in love with Kim, but the wolf. And the wolf…feels much stronger than the human. He makes sure she is always cared for and protected, and especially loved. So when and if you take the next step, I think the wolf will make sure she is safe and your gentle. Both sides will give into her needs, and they will also be consciously aware you have to be gentle."

"So you're saying…" he asked.

"Im saying stop worrying so much. What happens, happens and you two will be fine."

"Right," he breathed.

"Just let everything run its course," I settled.

"Thanks Bells," he said giving me a smile.

"Anytime," I grinned back, loving as he twirled me. I danced with Jared a little while longer till he went and grabbed Kim. Shooting Sam a quick smile, I rejoined the party, laughing alongside everyone.

As the night drew faster, everything started winding down. Grabbing a seat next to Jake, I watched the flames danced in front of us.

"Hey," I said bumping shoulders with him.

"Hey," he said wrapping an arm around my shoulder.

"You okay?" I asked after a while.

"Yea," he said kissing my head. "Just thinking about everything."

"Everything huh?" I asked.

"Pretty much," he sighed.

"I think that's crazy," I said trying to lighten the mood. "You can't think of everything that's gone on, I mean come on, it's been nuts. From your secret to mine; to college and gosh, everything else. Im surprised we wound up here like we did."

"What do you mean by that?" he asked.

"It's been a wild." I said bluntly while staring into the fire. He nodded and squeezed me tight.

"I think im going to go back to school," I said after a few moments of silence.

"I thought you were opposed to it?" he asked.

"I am…or was" I said furrowing my eyebrows, "but I guess Leah was right- I do need a life. I need to find a balance with everything. Even though im totally stressed out about this war, I want to go to school. In an odd sense, it's kind of like a stress reliever. In those few hours while im sitting in the classroom, I actually feel just like a normal girl going through everyday life. Its like my escape."

"So then back to school huh?" he asked confirming it.

"Back to school." I stated.

"Jake?" I said more in a questioning tone as more silence passed between us.

"Yea?" he asked.

"What's wrong?"

He sighed and rubbed his face. "Just worried about this war. Not for the guys or me…just you. I don't like it."

"I'm going to be okay you know," I told him, shifting myself so I could look up at him.

"It still doesn't make me feel much better," he told me.

"Then I guess we better think of a new plan," I told him with a dramatic sigh as I turned back to the fire.

"Yea-wait what?" he asked a bit startled.

"We need a new plan. A better one to be exact."

"We do?" he said confused.

I let out a laugh at his face. He was so lost. "I think it's about time we all came together and figured this out. We haven't been doing this properly. We haven't been talking with each other. It's just been me calling the shots and then fighting about it with Sam. Then that results to the rest of the pack being unhappy or torn between who they should agree with, and it shouldn't be like that."

"So…what? We all get together now and strategize?" he questioned.

I shrugged, "Yea, well I mean, I haven't had a chance to talk about this with Sam quite yet, but yes, that's what im hoping for. I want our family to come together…as well as the Cullen's."

Glancing up at Jake's face, I rolled my eyes, "again, I still have to talk with Sam about this, but I think he will agree. As much as you all have a hatred for the Cullen's, which is understandable, we need them. They need to train us and communicate with us. As long as we are improving the communication between our family, why not fix it with them too?"

"I'm proud of you," he said bringing me closer and kissing my temple.

"Thanks," I said softly.

The night ended uneventfully. We said our goodbyes, all enjoying the peaceful night, and parted ways. As the door finally shut to our home, I let out a groan and let my body rest against Sam's hard chest.

"Lets go to bed baby," he told me guiding us up the stairs. We both quickly changed and headed for bed.

"I believe that was one of the most perfect nights," I told him crawling over him to my side.

"Agreed," he hummed helping me get settled. He slipped his hand up one of his shirt I was wearing; his body heat radiating off him.

"We haven't had one of those in a long time," I moaned softly, enjoying his thumb rub circles around my waist.

"Mmhmm," he said bringing my closer to cuddle next to him.

As my eyes started to droop, I remembered what I wanted to share with him.

"Sam," I mumbled out.

"Hmm?" he asked, continuing to lull me to sleep.

"I decided to go back to school. You and Leah were right," I hummed out.

"Yea?" he asked, stopping his motions.

Opening my eyes, I looked up at him.

"Yea. As much as I want to focus on the war, I also want to live somewhat of a normal life. And not going to school takes that away."

Laying my head back down on his chest, I moved my hand to lie on his heart. "I miss school."

"I'm proud of you," he told me while restarting the circular motions on my waist.

"Thanks," I mumbled out.

Before letting my eyes flutter close, I mumbled to him once again, "Hey Sam?"

"Hmm?" He replied.

"Remind me to tell you some more stuff tomorrow."

He let out a small chuckle and whispered, "okay."

As my breathing evened out, and my eyes closed, he rubbed my hair.

"I love you," he said, kissing the top of my head.

"Love you too," I told him, inching closer to his side and falling asleep.

When I woke up again, I was laying on my stomach with a warm hand on my back. I smiled without even opening my eyes knowing who it was.

"Morning," he murmured coming to kiss my cheek.

"Hi," I sighed in content and let my eyes open. Sam lay there rubbing my back, drawing patterns every so often.

"What time is it?" I groaned, propping myself on my forearms and rubbing my eyes.

"Around 10," he said focusing on kissing every inch of my body.

"Shouldn't you be on patrol?" I asked confused.

"Already done baby," he smirked and continued his adventure.

"Sam," I warned as he rolled me over onto my back.

I let out a groan and pulled him closer to me. "What if the guys are here?"

"I don't care," he muttered kissing my neck.

"Mmm, I do. Sam!" I gasped out as he began sucking my collarbone. I moaned out his name again, tugging him back. I didn't need the guys to be downstairs listening to my sex life. Just the fact that they can visualize it when Sam thinks about it makes me embarrassed enough.

"No ones coming by today baby," he said looking at me.

"Why?" I asked him cautiously.

"I told them today I wanted to be with my girl. All day," he growled out and began taking charge again. His hands began venturing down, grabbing at my hips and waist. Although I had some questions about what he meant, I let it go. It has felt like such a long time since we have gotten to feel each other. I guess the imprint is odd that way.

He startled me as he rubbed the bulge in his boxers against my core. Holding back one of his animalistic grows, I knew he really needed to be inside of me. So instead of teasing him, I let him have full control of me. His hands wandered wherever he could possibly get them- up my shirt, down my thighs, across my chest; the feeling of his hands on me was exhilarating yet at the same time all I wanted him to do with me was to touch me and make me cum.

"Sam," I gasped out as he peeled off one of his shirts I was modeling.

"Baby please," I begged as he took one of my breasts into his mouth and began to suck. His tongue rolled around my nipple, teasing and nipping me. I let out a curse, along with a small sigh as he let my right breast go, only to move on to the left one.

"Sam," I cried out with my hands on his back and shoulders. His mouth continued to work its magic while his hands drifted farther and farther down from my waist to thighs.

His thumb lightly grazed against my nub and I let out a cry of pleasure. My hips bucked forward and I felt his bulge once again.

"Baby please, I need you," I panted out. His torture was killing me. His teeth let go of my nipple, his mouth now moving to spread kissing around the rest of my breast and stomach. I could feel another hot rush of liquid my panties now held.

"Sam I can't hold out much longer," I told him as his hands cupped the sides of my butt.

Taking in a deep breath, he looked up at me, "you don't need to."

He swiftly pulled down my panties and held my hips tight. His body went rigid, and I knew exactly why. He was trying to hold onto that small amount of self control- trying to make sure he didn't cum right there at the sight of my dripping wet clit.

I let out a whimper as he pushed two fingers inside of me. I could hear the small growl that escaped his lips.

"Fuck Sam," I groaned. I let my eyes roll back into my head as I enjoyed the pleasure he was giving me. His fingers set into a pace I could only gasp at. God he was good at sex.

"More," I panted out. "Sam please, I need another one," I cried.

"Another what baby?' he growled out teasingly.

"Another finger…finger Sam please!" I yelled so close to climaxing. He quickly stuck another one inside of me and I let out a gasp.

"Sammy," I cried as his fingers curled around the nerves inside me. After a few more thrusts, I was a goner. I screamed out his name, thrusting my head back against the pillow while bucking my hips upward.

As I came down from my high, I felt Sam's mouth on me, licking up my cum. "Sam," I panted out, now putting my hand on the back of his head.

This man was horny, that was a fact today. He grabbed my hips, now pushing my pelvis upward. I felt his tongue push inside me, doing all sorts of marvelous things.

I tugged on the back of his head, trying not to climax once again.

"That's it baby," he said kissing my slit, as I was wet again. His thumbs teased my thighs and I held back a scream.

"Give me your juices," he told me, kissing my clit- and now starting to suck on it. I let out a few more cries till I couldn't take it anymore. I came once again, letting him take me all for himself.

As my torture subsided, he slid back up the bed and kissed me dominantly across the neck jaw and lips.

"I need you," I told him straight in the eye. My hands drifted down from his bare chest to his boxer shorts. Not breaking eye contact, I slid his underwear off of him and waited for him to make a move. After a few seconds, I couldn't help but look downwards. He was always so big. Sometimes it still surprised me how he could fit inside me.

Grabbing his erection, I quickly guided him to my opening.

"Sam," I called out to get his attention. With that, he quickly thrusted his hips forward, entering me swiftly. Our hips rocked together, back and forth, trying to each reach our peak. I swear Sam held on to give me two more orgasms before he took his. I lay limp in the bed seconds after Sam's warm seed filled me.

"This is going to be a great day," I panted out to him. He let out a chuckle and kissed my temple.

"Exactly why I told the boys not to stop by."

"Oh," I laughed, rolling over to face him, "so you had this whole day of sex planned now did ya?"

"It was an idea," he smirked. "Plus," he said puling me close, "I do believe you owed me this."

I rolled my eyes and let the fun continue.

After a few more hours, we finally made it downstairs.

"Should I be lucky we made it down here?" I questioned, once again wearing one of his plain white shirts.

"Very," he teased as he watched me start lunch. As I waited for the water to boil, I stood at the stove thinking about this morning. Today was unbelievable. It was literally non-stop sex- but hey, I wasn't about to complain. My favorite time was this new position we stumbled upon.

I went to go grab the t-shirt that flew at the end of the bed, when Sam let out a growl. He took my waist, pulling me back to him and sat me on his lap. He was hard and horny. I could feel his erection against my back. His hands began drifting upwards, caressing my breasts and he pushed me up, only to set me back down on him. He slid into me with a different angle and I let out a moan. The way he set me down on his was slow, almost antagonizing. We ended up moving at the end of the bed, my body against the tall end beam of the bed, holding onto it as Sam thrusted against me. We both used it for leverage and hold. Since Sam was behind me, I couldn't grab him, so I clutched onto the pole, letting out sounds I only allowed Sam to hear.

"Yes Sam, yes!" I screamed out as he thrusted up.

"Come on baby, come on," he gritted out, pulling my hip down on him hard.

"Fuck," I whined out, as I felt so close.

"Come on," he said pulling himself closer- moving his head to rest on my shoulder, nipping at my ear and cupping my breast.

"Touch me," I cried out as I threw my head back. I needed something, just something to get me over the edge. Sam was thrusting into me hard, I was so wet I was sliding up and down on him.

"Come on baby," he said moving his thumb and pointer finger to rub my sensitive bud. With a few flicks, I was gone, letting the orgasm ride me.

"What are you thinking about?" Sam growled in my ear. His hand slipped down my front, ready to slip inside my folds.

"Sam, the windows are open," I said catching my hand with his.

"I can smell you baby," he growled again. "You're practically dripping on the floor."

I tried my hardest to hold back a groan at his words. The way he said everything just turned me on.

"You really want the neighbors to see this?" I asked him, his fingers still at my entrance.

"Truth be told, I don't know if I could stop myself," he groaned and slid his middle finger inside of me.

I let out a gasp and let his fingers thrust in and out of me. He leaned us forward a bit, still teasing me with his fingers.

"Looks like you don't want to stop me either," he breathed in my ear. Moaning, I let him touch me, sliding his long fingers in and out of me. I pushed his fingers harder inside of me, trying to get him to stab me deep, guiding his hand with mine on top of his.

"Harder," I panted out bowing my head to get what I needed, "faster."

He let me use his hand to get my release and I could tell it turned him on. He was hard against my backside, thrusting himself up against me whenever I would make a noise.

"I'm almost there," I panted out, pushing his fingers farther.

"Yes," I cried, "yes! Sam! Yes!"

A rush of hot fluid coated his fingers and I started to slowly come down from my high.

"I can't believe I just did that in the kitchen," I panted. "With the windows open," I added.

He let out a growl, thrusting himself against my backside again. Turning in his arms, I pushed him towards the stairs. With the look on his face, using his hand to touch myself, was probably the hottest thing he's ever seen and he couldn't wait to get up the stairs.

He held me in his arms, laying me on the steps, looking at me to make sure if this was okay. He was impatient and needy. Giving him a nod, I watched as he pushed down his boxers and laid on top of me.

"Fuck," he growled out as he entered me. His hips were on fire, the rapid thrusts me gave me, shook my insides. All I could do was moan and scream out his name each time he pulled out of me and then slammed back into me. He became closer as my third orgasm approached; he grabbed my knees, making me wrap my legs around him before slamming into me again. With the change of angle and feeling, I let my muscles clench around his thick member and he came yelling out on top of me.

He began moving after a few minutes, soft, and ready to slide out of me.

"Not yet," I whispered to him, bringing his face back closer for me to cuddle with.

"God baby, that was hot," he said coming to kiss me.

"I think," I said still catching my breath, "you are amazing to think of this."

"Sex on the stairs?" he asked waggling his eyebrows. I let out a laugh and shook my head.

"No, nice try though. I was thinking more of this whole day of sex."

He hummed out a sound of agreement and kissed my neck.

"I love you," I told him.

"Love you too baby," he said and slowly slipped out of me.

The rest of the day we kept our hands to ourselves…mostly. A few times we got a bit carried away, but it was well worth it.

"So Kim and Jared have started or are going to start…you know," I hinted to Sam as we sat on the couch.

"He seemed very nervous," I added.

"He is very nervous," Sam corrected putting his hand on my knee, which was on top of his lap.

"They still haven't done it yet?" I asked.

"Not as of this morning," Sam told me.

"Sucks."

Sam let out a chuckle and rubbed my leg. "So I heard you talking to Jake last night…"

"And?" I asked wondering how much he heard.

"A new plan?" he asked.

"Do you always listen into my conversations?" I asked.

"Only when I'm not standing there next to you," he said cheekily. I let out a laugh and moved to straddle his lap. "You're ridiculous."

"But you love me anyways," he smiled holding me close to kiss my lips.

"So did you want to talk about this?" I asked.

"Did you expect me not to?"

Biting my lip I rolled off of his lap and sat down beside him.

"So where should we start?" I sighed.

"You know, im not that bad to talk to," he told me.

"I know," I told him patting his arm in comfort, "I just…also know you. You are going to over analyze this thing to the core and I just…am not sure if I'm fully ready for that."

"What are you ready for then?" he asked.

"Sam, I didn't mean to hurt you," I told him as he looked away from me.

I put a hand on his cheek and slowly turned it to meet my eyes. "I want us to think this out together. I don't want to do this alone anymore and I could use your help. I didn't mean to sound…bitchy or all about me. I just-we want to get it right this time-together."

"Okay," he said kissing me again softly.