Longest chapter so far, yay! Hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 5

"So, what was it like, being the only real freak in Alaska?", Embry, not too gracefully, asked. He took a sip of coke and leaned against the workbench.

Him, Quil, Jacob and Talae was hanging out in the Black's garage, Quil standing beside the car Jacob was currently under, also nursing a can of coke. They were waiting for Leah and Seth to arrive so they could discuss patrol schedules.

Talae sat on the workbench, next to Embry, dangling her long legs over the edge as she thought of an appropriate answer for his question. She didn't let the hurt show on her face, being kind of tender around that particular word, but comforted herself by thinking he didn't mean it in a cruel way.

"Hm, tough one. It was... lonely. Even before I phased. I wasn't exactly popular". Understatement of the year, she thought and held back a snort.

"I can't imagine why not", Jacob said, maybe a little too truthfully. He was happy he was under the car at that moment, so she couldn't see the "I did not just say that"-look on his face.

"I agree with Jake, you're a delightful person", Quil said in a whimsical voice and grinned at her.

She smiled softly at him, "I guess, thank you. But I think the students of Highland Tech High would disagree".

"Why?". Embry, the man with the questions.

"Well, picture me as a shy, awkward, anti-mainstream and incredibly shy 10-year old girl. Oh, and 190 lbs" she shrugged, playing with the zipper on her dark violet hoodie.

Embry snorted, "I can't".

"Doesn't change the fact that I was" she smiled at him, though the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"How is that possible, I mean with the wolf genes and all?" Quil pondered, looking slightly confused.

"I don't know. I only know I lost all that weight when I went through the first stages of the phasing. Maybe obesity runs in my family, I think I can recall a few tubby aunts and uncles", she said, chewing on the inside of her cheek.

"Why lonely?" came from Jacob, still under the car, making an occational clank with the metal of the undercarriage.

She stopped playing with the zipper and braced her hands on the table, beside her thighs, and clenched the edge of the metallic surface, willing the painful memories back to the corners of her mind, before she could answer. Quil shot a glare at Jacob's form, hoping he'd realize what he'd done.

"I didn't have many friends, really. You know all the sayings on how children are the embodiment of our virtues, they are the 8th wonder of the world, yada yada yada? Yeah well, not so much. During my middle school years and up until I phased I discovered just how much some children resemble demons". She sighed and closed her eyes for a moment, trying to hold the wetness in her eyes at bay. She honestly thought she'd gotten past this, past the anger and pain, but starting anew isn't always as easy as it seems.

Embry softly put a hand on her shoulder and she turned her head to look at him. She found nothing but understanding and care, something she hadn't seen outside her family in a long time.

"I'm sorry I brought it up", he said, grimacing to express his regret.

She smiled at him. He was her friend. She felt slightly happier thinking about that. She had friends now.

"It's okay. It's not like that anymore. I have you guys now" she said a little more cheerfully, smiling at Quil too.

"And we're not leaving, you're stuck with us now, hah!" Embry grinned, giving her a sideways hug. She laughed at his sillyness and hugged him back as well as she could.

Jacob pulled himself out from under the car and wiped his hands on a dirty rag, "So, how about that bike you wanted to get?".

She beamed, "I got permission from my folks and everything!". Her eyebrows crinkled for a second in a frown and she looked thoughtful, "I was actually hoping you'd go with me to pick one out, I don't really know anything about the mechanics of a motored vehicle, and you'll be the one fixing it and stuff...".

He raised an eyebrow at her in what looked like disbelief, "Really?".

She threw him a sheepish smile, "Yeah...".

The corner of his mouth drew upwards in half smile-half smirk combination, "Sure, we can go this friday if you want".

"Great! Thank you!", she hopped off the table and ran to hug him around the waist, seeing as he towered over her by at least a head's height. And she wasn't short. As she stood there, pressing her body against his sculpted one, she blushed at her sudden uncharacteristical behavior and quickly thought of letting go, but didn't as she felt his well-defined arms wrap around her too.

He hugged her around the shoulders for a few more seconds and took a deep, quiet breath, inhaling the scent of her velvety, glossy hair. She smelled of sunshine, and citrus. Like sun-kissed skin and fresh acidic fruits. She smelled southern, like she'd just returned from a three week stay in the Caribbean.

Quil and Embry smirked and exchanged knowing looks.

They slowly let go of each other and she gazed up at him, smiling, "Thank you" she repeated. They were still standing so close, she could feel his warm breath fanning over her forehead, tickling into her hair. She tucked her bottom lip in between her teeth as he smiled back down at her.

"Ahem!" Quil cleared his throat with dramatic effect, causing them both to jump away from eachother, faces as red as tomatoes. Embry and he snickered.

"Uh, yeah, uhm, no problem", Jacob stuttered, scratching the back of his neck nervously. She lowered her head, trying to cover her reddened face with her longish bangs.

"Come on you twits, I hear the Clearwater's", Quil smirked and exited the garage, the others eventually following behind.

That same evening Jacob let himself into Sam and Emily's small, homey home. He'd come to show Sam his pack's schedule for the rest of the month, and for another thing he was curious about. The two alphas had divided the territory between them when it came to patrols; Sam's pack had the west and south, Jacob's north and east. It was very effecient for all parts this way; they covered all fronts, but were still two individual and independent groups.

Embry and Talae were parolling tonight. He'd been pushing that she had to be accompanied by one of the more experienced wolves, but she'd insisted that she could handle it on her own. After she'd gone home he'd threatened Embry with a beating and double shifts if anything happened to her during the night.

"Hi Jake! There's scones on the counter!", he heard Emily shout from the livingroom. He went into the kitchen, teared last month's schedule down from the fridge-door and put up the new one. From the counter he grabbed a scone, knawing on it as he walked to join them.

"Hey Em, Sam", he nodded in greeting and leaned on the doorframe.

"Hey Jake, 'sup?", Sam greeted from his seat on the couch, turning down the volume on the TV, some action movie with a lot of explotions flashing on the screen. Emily had her legs in his lap, resting against the couch arm, reading a book.

"Came by with the monthly agenda list, put it on the fridge", he jerked his thump in the direction of the kitchen and finished the scone, crossing his arms.

"Great. Got Talae worked in there too?" Sam asked, absentmindedly caressing Emily's shins and ankles.

"Yeah, she's actually on watch tonight with Embry", he said. Sam raised his eyebrow and opened his mouth to talk, but Jacob continued before he could, "I know I know, letting newbie out on her own the first night a bad idea. Believe me, I tried getting someone to go with her, desperately, but she'd have none of it. She's as stubborn as a mule!". He sighed frustrated, remembering their "yes, no, yes, no" argument.

Sam smirked, "Haha, I bet you're going to have your hands full with that one".

Jacob unconcsiously let a distant smile form on his lips as he also remembered her triumphant and satisfied grin when he'd finally caved, putting her hands on her hips proudly. It was a childish squabble, but he couldn't help laughing at her and her giddy attitude afterwards, something in her eyes and in her smile just made him feel giddy too. His abdomen ached then.

"Jake, hello?" Sams voice intruded on his thoughts.

He shook his head, "Yes?".

The older alpha smirked, a bit too knowingly for Jacobs taste, "Is there anything else? I'm watching Die Hard 4.0 here".

"Oh yeah actually, I have a question" he remembered, but had a hard time now, forming the right words. He sighed, deciding on just putting it in the simplest way possible, "Do you ever physically hurt over Emily? I mean, as your imprint... Like, when you miss her, or you're apart?". He took a few short breaths, completely aware of how stupid he sounded.

Emily lowered the book to her lap and looked at him with a confused frown, but said nothing. Sam raised his eyebrows in surprise, then rolled his eyes up, trying to think about the puzzling question.

After a rather awkward silence he finally asked, "How physical? Like a broken bone or a cut or something?".

Jacob shook his head, trying to define the feeling in his gut, "It's more in the lines of hunger pains, but less. Like a little knot deep in your midriff. It's hard to explain", he grimaced, "it doesn't hurt persay, it's more like an ache really. Am I making any sense?".

Sam just gave him a weird look, "No, frankly. No, I've never physically had hunger pains over Em. Not associated with the wolf-aspect at least". He smirked at Emily, who smacked his arm because of his rude comment.

"Right, it's just me going mad then", he rubbed his face, almost angrily squishing his features together.

Sam gave him an apologetic smile as Emily spoke, "Maybe you should ask your dad?", then her eyes widened, "did you imprint on her?".

He cringed at the pitch in her voice, "I don't know, maybe. It doesn't feel exactly like it's described, I'm so confused. But I feel some kind of link to her, yeah".

"Ask your dad, dude, if anyone knows he knows", Sam said with a nod.

"Yeah, maybe. Thanks anyways guys, I'll see ya later", he gave a small wave, "oh, and thanks for the scone Em, bye!".

He trudged out the house and took a deep breath of the cold night air. The ground was spotted with big patched of snow still, but he had a funny feeling there'd be more in the morning. His mind slowly began to associate the cold white frozen water with the flowing, ivory coat of a certain she-wolf. He thought her beautiful, in both her earthly forms. As he pictured her in his mind, so kind, but stubborn, gentle, but temperamental, withdrawn, but open, the cheesy smile returned to his face as he recalled her giggle and her wolfish toothy smiles.

He sighed and got in his truck as the ache in his stomach region flared slightly. He'd have to ask his dad when he got the time.

The week went by fast for Talae. In school she became closer friends with Sunday, thoroughly enjoying her bubbling and spacy persona. They just 'clicked', 'popped', whatever they call it. She didn't really put an effort into meeting new people or finding other friends after she met Sunday, it seemed pointless. She had more friends now than all her 17 years before combined, so she felt more than a little blessed and would not push her luck. Besides, she'd never have the time for any more close friends, she'd have to spend most of her time with the pack, not that she minded, and the rest was reserved for Sunday and 'good times'. Including school work.

She had patrol 3 times a week, a pretty good count for a newbie, and a schoolgirl. She enjoyed the time spent in the forests and mountains, enjoyed letting her inner-animal out. And she liked the one on one time she got to spend with her packmembers, getting to know them as individuals too. She was mildly surprised when she found out how little control the guys, and Leah, had over their thoughts when they shared consciousness. They'd spill embarrasing moments or private thoughts when their minds wandered, earning Talae quite a few laughs on their behalf. If she wanted to keep something from them, it was kept from them. No slips of the tongue or stray thoughts. It was an ability she became deeply dependable on, both to keep herself sane and to keep the rest of the pack sane.

She went to Port Angeles with Jacob after school on Friday. He took her to a used cars and motorcycles dealer on the outskirts of town. After the sales-guy tried to rip them off and sell them an overpriced 40-year-old Harley D., Talae set her sights on an oldish Kawasaki dirtbike, all black. Her eyes lit up as Jacob approved it, promising her a new paintjob when he'd worked his magic on it. It was missing a tire and it needed a whole new set of brakes and other small things, but Jacob said it wouldn't be a problem. She let him haggle with the guy since he was the mechanic of the two. Her budget was a clean 3000 dollars and she'd like to pay Jacob for fixing it too, plus now they had to get parts. He pressed the salesman down to 940, grinning as he threw her the keys and she squealed like a banshee, throwing her arms around his waist and almost crushed him. She noticed how the ache in her body stilled when she was around him, even twitching with joy when they touched.

She and Leah spent the whole of Saturday watching horror movies and thrillers, like Disturbia and Resident Evil among others. When night came they went to the forest together, before splitting up when their patrol time was. All night they tried to scare eachother with images and creative imaginings inspired by the films they'd seen, neither succeding in anything other than making the other one laugh.

Sunday was chill-day and she hanged with the pack at the Black resident. She met Rachel, Jacobs big sister, though she was off pretty fast. He told her that she was dating Paul and they spent pretty much all their time together. She could tell it bothered him a bit, but didn't press it. She also met Jacobs father Billy, who she immediately took a liking to. Billy was spirited old man, kind and witty despite his disability. He enjoyed teasing Jacob to no end and made Talae chuckle plenty of times with his fast, clever comments. She was the only one staying for dinner that day, the rest of the pack apparently had other stuff to do. She didn't pig out like she normally did, out of respect for Billy, and some vague feeling she had, telling her to be a lady in front of Jacob. It was nice, sitting there listning to their banter, it was nice to see Jacob in another set of surroundings too. She thanked Billy for the tasty meal and was surprised when he reached up and gave her a light, friendly hug, smiling genuinely at her and saying she could come over any day. Jacob drove her home afterwards, tomorrow was still monday and another school day. When he'd walked her to her front door she'd been feeling both grateful and daring, bold even, and decided to repeat the first time he drove her home's success. She gently, almost teasingly, cupped his face, dragged him down to her level and planted a sweet kiss on his cheek, way to close to his mouth to be a friendly peck. With an "I'll see you" she had gone inside the house, leaving a dumbfounded but blissful Jacob standing on the porch.

When school was out that Monday, she and Sunday walked together through the hallways, talking mostly about arranging a study night since they already had a ton of assignments due next week to do.

"So, I can come over Thursday? Or Wednesday, whatever suits you best I guess? Yeah, let's make it Wednesday" Sunday said with a dazy smile as they stepped out into the parking lot.

Talae chuckled, "Right, Wednesday it is". She spotted Jacob standing by his Rabbit and gave him a small wave. They'd agreed to go to his house today, to look at the dirtbike she'd bought.

"Do you need a ri-oh, nevermind", Sunday giggled as she saw Jacob wave back at her friend, "so what's the deal with you two?".

"What deal, there's no deal, who told you there was a deal, what?" Talae blurted, blushing. Dammit, she didn't want to have this conversation with him within hearing distance.

Sunday snorted and flicked her hair, "Yeah right", she nudged the edgy girl in her ribs, "he's really cute too, or more like delicious. And luscious. And yummy, ripe..." she conjured every embarrassing adjective as Talaes face got redder and redder.

"Okay I get it! He's fucking eatable!", she exclaimed, turning her back to Jacob so he wouldn't see her horrified face. She heard him snickering though...

"And I bet you just wanna pop him in your mouth like a cherry-" Sunday started but a hand flew up at the speed of light to cover her filthy mouth. It was too late though. She could hear Jacob snorting and stuttering to keep in his laughter.

"Okay, okay! Dammit Sunny!" She hissed, before withdrawing her hand as she felt Sunday giggle.

"Heehee, your face is red like a cherry too", she pointed, and before Talae could drop any more f-bombs or chop her head off, she ran to Calebs car, where Candy and Caleb were standing waiting for her. "I'll see you tomorrow Tee!", she waved over her shoulder. That nickname really stuck. She didn't mind though, she just about liked any nickname that didn't include 'freak' or 'loner'.

She let out a frustrated breath and stomped over to Jacobs VW. He went to say something with a devilish smirk on his face, but she shut the door before he could and turned up the stereo to an skull-crushing high, clearly telling him to 'shut up and drive'. He snickered at her again as he took the drivers seat and drove them towards La Push, blasting their usual Linkin Park.

She'd calmed down when they reached his house, completely relaxing to the music. Sighing she stepped out of the car, leaving her bag in it seeing as he'd drive her home anyway, and stretched with a dogish whine.

Jacob stepped into the garage and she quickly followed him in.

"So how was school?" he asked casually, taking off his shirt to put on a dirty white wife-beater. She caught a glimse of that sculped, washboard stomach and had trouble averting her eyes, much less answering his question. Even when his abdomen was covered again she couldn't stop leering at his toned arms and broad shoulders. Oh boy.

"Talae? You still there?". She looked up at his face with a slightly opened mouth and saw him smirking. Goddammit, caught red-handed.

"Uh, school was... fine", she mentally cursed herself and whipped around, turning on the radio instead of further undressing him with her eyes.

"Yeah? I like your friend Sunday. She's very... forward", she could feel him smirking.

"Yeah, she's a real peach" she murmured through gritted teeth, taking off her sweater to reveal her tight, black camisole. It went well with her skinny jeans that gave her an ass to die for, and her favorite red Converse shoes, and she heard him draw in a sharp breath. She smirked; two could play that game.

"Smooth Criminal" by Michael Jackson started playing on the radio and she looked over her shoulder at him, only to find him biting his lower lip while looking her backside over rather imaginatively.

She smirked, "You still there Jacob?".

He looked dazed for a moment, "Uh what? Yeah sure, right...". He fumbled for a moment then stopped, trying to collect himself, before he grumbling picked up a wrench and started working on her bike.

She snorted comically as she put her hair up in a high ponytail. She swayed to the music as she walked to his side, "I know I can't help you with this, at all, but you could let me be your assistant? I know tools".

He didn't take his eyes off the bike, but managed to croak out a "Sure".

They became more comfortable with each other as they worked, she was a good assistant Jacob remarked. They got most of the easy work done, luckily he had a pair of almost new brakes for it lying around, now they'd just need to go get a set of new tires and the paintjob done. And a helmet.

"So how about I pick you up friday, we'll go to Port Angeles and get those tires?" he asked when they were done, wiping his hands on an already dirty rag.

She took the rag from him when offered, wiping her own stained hands, "Uh, yeah, sure. Sounds good".

"Great" he smiled, "You wanna come inside, get something to drink?".

She was rather thirsty, "Yessir, much obliged" she grinned and followed him into the cosy Black home.

She kicked her shoes off at the door and tailed him into the kitchen. He tossed her a can of soda from the fridge and got one himself before they vacated to the livingroom. Billy was apparently not home, Jacob said he was probably roaming La Push or Forks, or getting groceries. He was surprisingly mobile for a wheelchair user.

Jacob threw himself onto the couch and lazily put his feet on the coffeetable, opening the can in his hand and turning on the TV. Talae sat herself down so her back leaned on the coucharm, and sipped her soda. She dared draping her legs across his lap; they'd gotten so comfortable around each other the past week. This touchy business with your friends, like armlinking and hugs and tackles, she wasn't used to it, but she liked it. It was nice to recieve a random hug, or even a playful tackling from her wolven brothers or sister. It just made them become that much closer.

She sipped her soda again, watching Jacob zap through the channels trying to find something not deadly boring to watch. He settle on a rerun of the Simpsons.

"Good choice", she approved. He grinned at her and they sat in silence for a while, laughing and snickering at the show.

"What's it like living in Alaska?", Jacob suddenly asked, finishing his soda and crushing the can, tossing it on the coffeetable.

She thought about it for a minute. She'd lived there all her life so she had nowhere to compare it to. It had been cold before she phased, duh. She hadn't had much to live for there, not much to keep her going, so she couldn't tell him it was all peachy. But from a objective point of view it was a nice place, she guessed.

"It, well, it's nice. I guess like any other place. Though the sun shines a bit more than here", she smiled, trying to think of more nice memories she had from living in Anchorage.

"Hah, yeah. You'd think we'd all be pale as bloodsuckers from the lack of vitamin D", he huffed. He paused, eyeing her, trying to figure her out, before asking, "You weren't happy there, were you?".

She bit her lower lip, "Am I really that easy to see through?".

He turned off the TV and smiled at her, "Nah, but you did disclose some pretty revealing information the other day, I just got a feeling it went deeper". His eyes caught hers and she got the feeling she could trust him, almost blabbered out her entire sappy life story right then and there. She managed to hold her tongue though.

He put his hands firmly on her legs, as if he thought she'd get up and start running. That sounds good right about now, actually...

"How did you deal with the bullying Talae?" he asked sincerely, without an ounce of judgement.

She blinked the sudden oncoming tears away, "Not in a good way". She sat her empty can on the coffeetable, then started picking her nails, an old nervous habit she had yet to get rid of.

"How 'not in a good way'?", he raised an eyebrow. Was it really that bad that she wouldn't even talk about it? Wasn't it in the past?

"Well, at first I-I just got sad, depressed... Sometimes when it went too far I got angry and got into fights. My parents thought I was acting out, I didn't tell them about the ridicule. I- I...", she sighed, "I can't lie to you so I don't feel comfortable telling the rest". She had to stop now or she'd lose her entire new family, she thought. She didn't know how they'd react to her darkish past, if they would accept her if they knew how weak she could be.

She looked down at her fingernails, trying hard not to rip them down to the cuticle. Before she could react Jacob scooped her into his lap and cradled her in his arms. He caressed her cheek with his thumb, wiping away tears she hadn't noticed running down her face. He felt so warm, welcoming and understanding, she'd never battled so much to keep from sobbing and wringing out her heart. She took a deep breath or two to try and steady herself and instead of giving in to the need of crying her eyes out, she focused on the feel of him, focused on how he just held her without saying anything, just looked at her with genuine care, .

"You don't have to tell me, but maybe it's just what you need to, to let go", he murmured, so close she could feel his breath on her neck.

"Okay", she started with a shaky breath, "Okay". She looked into his eyes, searching them for the slightest hint of resentment, anger, disgust, but when she found none but encouragement and acceptance, she went on, "I... became somewhat... self-destructive...".

She glanced at him, a slight confused frown on his face. She quickly went on, "It wasn't so bad at first... but then, she died and I-" she cut herself off, stifling an angry sob, anger directed towards her own weakness.

"Who died Talae?" he asked softly, giving her time to collect herself again. He stroked her fingers absentmindedly and it helped her calm down.

"Jaime, my only friend, the first and only person who ever understood me. She just.. died. Gone. Buried, dead", tears rolled down her cheeks, but she didn't break down whimpering just yet. Her shoulders were shaking slightly and he instinctively clutched her closer.

"It got worse after that. I didn't want to be alive anymore, I felt lost. I tried to-", she couldn't say it, she held out her left wrist instead, letting him draw his own conclusion.

He took her hand in his, holding it closer to his face. He saw a two long, but very faded scars running down her forearm. They were about four inches in length. Around her wrist were even more scars, almost impossible to see. They were much smaller and in random positions.

"You tried to kill yourself?", he tried to remain calm. The thought of someone hurting her so much she didn't want to be apart of this world anymore was rage-inducing. He wasn't angry at her, he was angry at society.

"Yes", she whispered, not entirely sure how to react to his subtle display of rage. But as he looked at her, it faded away and was replaced with hurt. He tugged her closer and she willingly buried her face in the crook of his neck.

She had no idea why she was so comfortable talking about this with him, she'd known him for a little over a week. This is insane, she thought, but he just felt so damn comforting she never wanted to let go of him. And he was right, she did feel better finally letting it all out, finally sharing her secret.

"It was only a few days later that I phased for the first time. When I'd... done it, that night, I passed out in my room, but woke the next day and the cuts for almost gone...", she continued, the tears coming to a slow, but sure, halt.

"Wolf genes", Jacob smiled softly, toying with her hair.

"Yeah", she breathed. Then her phone beeped. "Shit, what time is it?". She sat up and pulled her cellphone out of her pocket. It was a text from her mom, telling her to be home by ten. The clock only showed seven.

"Around 7 I think", Jacob said, missing her warmth already. She relaxed and leaned back into his embrace, much to his delight, and thoroughly rubbed her face free of tears.

They sat in silence for a minute. "Thank you", she whispered, fidgeting with her hands.

He knew shat she meant, "No problem Tee. Besides, best there be no secrets in the pack, we're family".

She smiled up at him as he smiled down on her. Then she realized how close they were. His lips were only inches from her own and suddenly they looked very eatable. Damn you Sunday. She parted her lips slightly, just thinking about it. The ache in her gut acknowledged their closeness and gave off an utterly pleasureable feeling.

"Talae...", he whispered, also realizing how close they were. Her faced flushed a light red and her lips were looking so plumb and...

He couldn't stop himself from closing that meager space between them and gently touched her lips with his own, satisfiying the aching in his own stomach.

For a second she froze, not completely sure if this was a dream or not, but she quickly gave in to the marvelous feeling that vibrated inside of her and kissed him back. She rose to her knees and in a swift movement straddled him on the couch, not breaking the kiss. She buried her hands in his hair as his caressed and stroked up and down her sides and hips.

God, he felt great. Like a series of explosions her skin ignited everywhere he touched, leaving her craving more. He flicked his tongue over her lower lip and she eagerly slipped her own out to met his. This is crazy, she tried to reason with herself, but another, stronger voice kept telling her Yeah, crazy good.

She wondered how they could be doing this right after she'd poured her heart out and cried on his shoulder, but the thought quickly vanished from her mind as his hands went lower and stroked her thighs, slightly dragging the rim of her jeans down and drawing torturously slow circles around her hipbones with his thumb.

She withdrew from his mouth and let out a low moan. His breath hitched in his throat and he tried hard to fight the growing tension in his nether regions. She looked at him through hooded eyes, biting her lower lip enticingly. He groaned when she leaned in and nibbled at the tender flesh below his ear. He almost bucked his hips when she not so gently bit down at the nape of his neck, growling when pain mixed with pleasure. She licked and suckled the tender spot, before returning to his lips to place lush kisses on them while her hands came down to draw lazy patterns on his chest.

"Jacob", she whispered, sending shivers down his spine. Withdrawing from him he saw the evil smirk on her face, "Your dad's home".

The corner of his mouth twitched as he also heard the rumbling engine of his fathers truck come closer. She gave him one last chaste kiss before returning to sit against the coucharm as before, legs in his lap, grinning evilly at him. She turned on the TV as he heard the truck come to a stop out front.

She didn't know what had come over her, but right now she couldn't bring herself to care. She continued to smirk at Jacob, who looked like he'd just woken up from a glorious dream only to find out it wasn't real, as Billy came in through the front door.

"Hey kids, how are ya?", he said in greeting, wheeling into the livingroom.

"Hey Billy, fine thanks", Talae replied smiling at him, earning one back.

"Good good. Son?", he asked, looking at Jacob with a raised eyebrow.

Jacob was still looking dumbfounded at Talae, fingering the fabric of her jeans, "Huh?".

Billy eyed him, then huffed and rolled out into the kitchen, mumbling something about 'teens these days'.

She giggled as Jacob mentally slapped himself. "You're pure evil, you know that?" he eyed her, still playing with her jeans.

She grinned and blew him a kiss, "Aw, don't be like that, pup" she popped the 'p', getting a positively disgruntled glare thrown her way.

"Talae, are you staying for dinner?" Billy shouted from the kitchen. She could hear him taking out pots and pans, and she could smell the vegetables and the meat he got out from the fridge. How could she say no to that?

"Sure Billy, thank you!", she shouted back. Jacob was still eyeing her and she couldn't help but laugh at him.

She sat up and scooted close to his side as he put his arm around her shoulders, "Thank you Jacob, for listening to my crap". She tugged a stray hair behind her ear and leaned into his body.

"Don't even mention it", he replied, tugging her even closer.

She smiled. They stayed on the couch, watching TV, 'till Billy yelled at them to get their asses in the kitchen. When he'd driven her home later, she still gave him that sweet, to-close-to-the-mouth-to-be-friends cheek peck and bid him goodnight.

On his way home he came to think of all the madness that was taking place in his life. He'd almost totally forgotten about Bella, his 'former' best friend. He wasn't sure what to call them anymore, sure they talked, but nothing would ever be the same now that she was a leech, married to a leech with a half leech baby. No offense to Renesmee of course, she was a cute kid.

That reminded him of how he still had to take Talae to see the Cullens, his main 'fear' being that she'd attack them on sight if she ever came across them, not knowing who they were. Or vice versa. He had yet to show her the treaty line too.

He got a warm feeling streaming through his body at the thought of her. Was this what it was like to have an imprint? His dad hadn't had much of an answer to his achey stomach problem, he said he'd have to consult with the rest of the tribe. And then there was that little kissing session on the couch earlier. It had just been so mindnumbing-ly good, so... right. He knew they were moving a bit fast, but he couldn't really bring himself to give a rats ass. She didn't seem to mind anyway...

Alright! I had a little trouble writing this chapter, but I can't think of any improvements without rewriting the whole damn thing (and I'm not doing that). Since I don't have a beta-reader I'm spellchecking this myself, so if you find any mistakes write me so I can fix it!

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