A.N. Hey guys, I hope you like this chapter; it's a little longer than usual but I wanted to get an insight into Jacob's relationship with Stephanie.

"Leave her." Paul pleaded as he held Steph by the arm while she tried to follow Leah; the rest of the pack and elders at the bon fire looked kind of distraught at how the newest female wolf had taken the imprinting tales. Steph leant down and pecked his lips before smiling sadly.

"I can't Paul, Leah needs someone right now." She told him as she ran off into the night; Steph reached the tree line and phased; there were no voices in her head which meant that Leah was human for now.

She took advantage of her lupine nose and sniffed her out; Clearwater was sitting alone in a not-so-green field, glaring up at the sky like it had wronged her; there were tear tracks on her beautiful face and her fists were clenched tight and were slowly burrowing their way into the soft earth beneath. Steph approached her carefully and slowly to avoid further conflict.

"I wanna be left alone." Leah called without moving; Steph's wolf whined quietly and her tongue flopped out of her mouth.

"I mean it." Leah growled in a threatening voice; Steph whined again, this time it was softer, she sat down next to the younger wolf and placed her paw lightly on her shoulder. That did it, Leah burst into hysterical sobs and clutched onto Steph's fur tightly; the wolf lay down, moulding herself around Leah's' body, allowing her to simply cry. Thirty minutes later, Leah's breath steadied and the once wailing sound was replaced with a sniffle every minute or so.

Steph knew that she was asleep, it wasn't unnatural; all wolves were tired on their first day. She looked behind her to see Leah's body draped over hers; she slowly stood, wiggling a little to make sure that Leah's body was fully on her back before trotting slowly towards her home.

Steph looked back at the sleeping woman on her back a few times; she was much more complex than how she was perceived, she wasn't a bitch like many would soon to believe. She was hurt, that was all, the sorrow she had felt had branded her soul; she needed someone with her, to help her through her sorrows. Someone in the same situation.

Steph was honoured to be that person; that one person who Leah didn't see as an enemy. For once, she wished that her books were not so Bella Swan orientated, she wished that they were closer to home; closer to La Push where the people here mattered to her. They mattered so much. What was so special about Bella anyway? Why was the world so Swan orientated? There really had to be something special about her; the way things unfolded around her just wasn't natural.

The love, the friends, the family, the enemies; it was all too much for one teenage girl. No wonder, she chose Edward, she was probably just confused about all that was going on. Steph grinned at that one. She approached the front door and Paul opened it with a smirk then he frowned when he saw Leah on her back; Steph rolled her eyes and bypassed him, her large body bending as she went through the front door so she wouldn't hit Leah's head on the frame.

She moved swiftly through the house and laid the younger wolf carefully on the spare room bed before phasing back and closing the door behind her; Paul caught her in the hallway before she could put her clothes on; so here she was, standing naked before him. His eyes raked down her body hungrily and he ground his body into hers. Steph gasped sensually before coming to her senses and pushing him away.

"No, not here, Leah's asleep." She giggled softly; before she knew it, she was hiked up over Paul's shoulder. She squeaked as he slapped her butt before sprinting across the hall and into their bedroom.

He put her down gently onto the bed; she blushed a little at how exposed she felt. He growled when she tried to cover herself up and she immediately stopped; why was she doing that anyway? It wasn't like he hadn't seen her naked before; in fact, he nearly always saw her naked. Paul kneeled onto the bed, causing it to croak a little before stalking over; hovering just above her. She spread he legs and he lay in between them; his hand roamed her body, squeezing and rubbing until she was squirming under him.

She groaned audibly and then blushed and froze; Paul immediately stopped what he was doing and looked at her with curious eyes.

"What if Leah hears something?" She asked quietly; now that would be awkward.

"So what if she hears something, she's in our house remember." Paul mumbled as he began to kiss and nibble at her neck and chest, coaxing her back into what he wanted.

Steph stopped his hands again.

"No way, Paul." She warned, as much as she wanted this, she couldn't take the risk; another fact that was preventing her from playing Paul's games was that Leah was young, so very young, she couldn't control her thoughts, her brain would be like a sieve to the rest of the pack. She could imagine it now, Quil would be asking if she wanted to take a ride on his disco stick, Jared wouldn't be bothered, they all knew what he and Kim did when he occasionally let his thoughts slip; Sam would tell them to put a lid on that shit, Jacob would be indifferent and Embry would be depressed as hell for god knows how long.

Paul's eyes narrowed and she knew that he was regretting letting Leah stay.

"So what? No sex until she's gone?" He asked in an outraged voice; Steph nodded her head.

"Exactly." She told him as she got up to get some clothes; she pulled on his t-shirt and got back into their bed. Paul stood and walked out of the room like a man on a mission; Steph laid there confused until she realised that his footsteps were walking towards Leah's room. He had a smirk on his face; he needed this bitch to get the fuck out so that he could get some.

She sprung out of bed and ran after him; stopping Paul just before he could touch the door knob. Steph pushed and shoved him to get him to move but he was just that much stronger and that much bigger than her; it would never work, not in human form anyway. Steph tiptoed and pressed her lips to his; her hands on either side of his handsome face.

Paul responded immediately and placed both hands on each of her butt cheeks before hoisting her up onto his waist. She ground herself onto him. This was the only way she could get him back to where she wanted him.

"Bedroom." She mumbled; he complied quickly, running eagerly to their room, closing the door with his foot and lowering them to the bed carefully.

-ooo-

"Morning!... Geeze, it fucking reeks of sex in here!" Steph's eyes opened with a snap and she sat up too quickly; well, sat up as much as she could with Paul's giant arm draped across her middle. Her eyes squinted shut in pain; La Push had picked today to actually have sunshine.

"Quil! She screeched angrily; for some reason, he thought she was calling him and decided to stroll down to their room. At least, that would be the official story; he really just wanted to see if he could catch some skin. He had the major hots for Paul's mate.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry." Quil stated dramatically as he stumbled in on just what he wanted to see; Steph sat up in their bed with no top on; she gasped and covered her chest.

"Get the fuck out, you pervert." She growled but he didn't go anywhere.

"No can do princess, I'm enjoying the view way too much." He admitted; she began to shake and that caused Paul to wake with a start; his eyes focused on a male in their bedroom where he had claimed his mate on a regular basis. This shit was serious.

Paul's head cocked to the side as he growled, removing himself from the bed; the male was fleeing the scene of the crime. He shook his head and opened his eyes again as he chased after the figure; this couldn't be Quil could it? No, he couldn't be that stupid. Paul phased as soon as he hit the outside air and was hot on his tail; his mind was assaulted with a permanent picture of Stephanie's breasts.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry– Quil squealed as Paul gained on him and began to bite at his ankles.

It's cool, I can make you fucking forget it – Paul threatened as he pounced on him.

Steph yawned as she got out of bed and went straight to the shower; she didn't even bother trying to find her boyfriend, she knew he was out kicking ass. Preferably Quil's ass. When she finished, she went back to her bedroom and put on a knee length black dress; once she got to the kitchen, she made herself a full bowl of oatmeal, some toast and eggs. She ate and made her way back down the hallway, peaking into Leah's room; the girl must have been knackered because she was still fast asleep.

Stephanie made her way back through to the living room and began to air out the house; opening all of the windows and doors in a desperate attempt to get rid of the sex smell. She liked it of course, she knew Paul liked it but she just couldn't be bothered to listen to the shit she'd get from the pack.

When she was done, she jumped on the couch before turning the TV on and watching really old re-runs of friends; footsteps reached her porch and her head sprang up again a figure appeared in the doorway and she waved absentmindedly. He bypassed her and went to the kitchen before returning with four bags of chips and some popcorn; then he came over to her and plonked his body on the couch; she lifted her legs and rested her feet on his thighs just like she always did.

"How is it going?" She asked him; he tried to smile but it just wasn't natural, there was something sad and forced about it.

"Not bad." He lied; she lifted an eye brow.

"You know I can always tell when you lie, Jake, I'm your sister remember." She reminded him; he smirked this time.

"Ok, so it's suckish." He admitted; she laughed at his choice of words.

"Bella trouble?" She guessed as she leaned back further in the couch.

"You can't have trouble with someone you don't talk you." He told her; she nodded her head defiantly.

"Yes you can…. I don't understand why you don't just talk to her; it's obvious that you miss her, much to my discomfort." She added the end quietly. He raised an eye brow at her.

"Ok fine, so maybe I don't like her too much." Steph admitted; Jacob's eyes narrowed a little.

"Why? Because Paul doesn't like her?" He sneered; he was always so defensive about his precious Swan but Stephanie had nothing but patience for him.

"Nope, I just don't like her; I don't like the way she treats you." She shrugged; his eyes narrowed further, now they were little slits.

"Why does everyone keep saying that? How exactly does she treat me? Huh? She treats me like her best friend and that's exactly what I am." He justified; Steph shook her head at how blind this dude was.

"She keeps you dangling from a string, Jake." She enlightened him; he would always come over here to have these conversations with her; she'd mention Bella, they'd fight about Bella and somehow it always ended in Steph getting something from him. It was odd, it was like he enjoyed their squabbles, and it was just their thing.

"No she doesn't, she just doesn't know what she wants." Jacob defending Bella? Well that's never before seen behaviour…. Not.

"Oh please Jake, you deserve better." Steph told him like it was nothing, ignoring the slight shake through his body.

"You don't know what you're saying, she's perfect. Bella's smart, funny, beautiful, she doesn't take shit from anyone, I mean, you saw the way she slapped Paul….." Steph barked out a laugh, ah the slap, that was entertaining to say the least. Although, she had never expected that her wolf would get over-protective of him and they'd both fursplode in front of a shaking Bella forcing her into an almost comatose state of shock for a few hours. They had to run double patrols for three weeks because of that one slip up.

Steph's mind was cast back to reality to see that Jake was still blathering on about how great Bella was; she reached over and slapped her warm hand over his mouth.

"Shut up already." She laughed; he laughed a little under her hand and she removed it.

"Did I mention she was down to earth?" Jake asked her; she rolled her eyes and got serious.

"Look Jacob, she may be all of those things and she's probably a nice girl. She said doubtfully… but I care about you Jake, you're my family….." Steph told him as she stabbed a finger into his chest.

"…..And I say, you deserve someone who loves you, and maybe, I'm just throwing ideas around here but maybe, just maybe… Bella isn't that person." She finished carefully; his eyes went softer and he pulled her into a tight hug. She accepted it gladly and even patted his back a few times before pulling away.

"Jaaaakkkeee." She sang as she wiggled her toes in his lap; he looked down at them and raised an eye brow.

"What?" Steph smiled innocently.

"Well, I had to bring Leah home last night all by myself and my feet are killing." She told him as if she had no idea what to do with her problem.

"You want me to rub your feet?" He offered, playing right into her cunning plan; she nodded her head innocently and let him get to work. His hands were hard on her soft aching feet but she didn't stop him or anything.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow; ow." She mumbled; he looked up at her and chuckled.

"You want me to stop?" He asked her; she shook her head frantically.

"No, no, no, no, it hurts so good." She told him as she closed her eyes, tossed her head back and enjoyed the massage; Jacob chuckled again.

"Hey Em." Steph and Jacob called at the same time as Embry came through the door; he looked curiously at the scene before him before snatching a bag of chips from Jake's side, kissing Steph's cheek and settling on the floor next to her. She blushed involuntarily at the attention, he noticed and winked at her; she rolled her eyes in response.

"So where's Leah?" Embry asked her; she nodded her head towards the hallway.

"Still asleep, you know how it is…. What are you doing here anyway?" She asked him; it wasn't in a rude way; it was just that the guys usually hung at Sam's house.

"Was bored, wanted to see you." He told her; Steph and Jake looked to each other and rolled their eyes. This guy was in way too deep for his own good.

"Whatever Romeo." Steph laughed as she ruffled his over growing hair; she froze and her ears pricked up as she heard a faint sniffling sound. Embry and Jake didn't seem to have heard anything.

Steph stood up and made her way down the hallway; following the familiar sound; she knocked lightly on the door at the end of the hall.

"Yeah?" Leah called rudely; Steph exhaled.

"It's me, Lee." She revealed before she heard Leah begin to cry again.

"Can I come in?" She asked softly.

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