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Friendships

Summary:
I could not understand why she liked it so much. The rain. When we were in her room packing for her to leave and she mournfully threw all her tank tops into a pile to give to me, she said that she hated Forks because of the rain. Now, on the phone when I called her in response to the wedding invitation, she sounded like the rain was the greatest thing since…well Edward Cullen, her fiancé. For being so against marriage at a young age, Aunt Rene and my mother sure were exited about this wedding. So much so, that we were flying in two weeks early in order to help out. Edward/Bella, Jacob/OC


Notes:
I can't stop writing. It's boardering on obessive.


6. Stranger then You Dreamt It

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I was shivering in the cold when Jacob's car drove up to me. He looked like he was about to go to the gallows or something he was so worried looking.

"Get in," he said, after he reached over and opened the door of the front seat.

I got in and buckled my seatbelt. He drove down the road a little ways until we reached the beach. There were old tree trunks winding around the sand, making perfect seats.

"This is where I met Bella," he said softly, cutting the engine.

I looked over at him. He was staring straight ahead, his hands gripping the steering wheel, tightly. I reached over and touched one of them, feeling the muscles and tendons twitch under my fingers. He relaxed and opened his door. "Come out here."

I fell into step beside him and he grabbed my hand and pulled me into his warm side. I did not protest. It was chilly for August. We sat down on one of the trees and stared out at the black ocean. I was thankful it was not raining.

"Jacob?" I finally asked.

"Give me a second." His voice was strained and I looked down at my hands.

He sighed and ran his hand over his face. "Okay," he said. "I don't know how to say this."

He shifted so he was looking at me. Our knees just barely touched, but it was enough to send a jolt of electricity up my leg and through my body. My heart picked up in surprise as I stared into his very dark eyes. Still, I thought it was a good time for something witty, before the tension between us grew anymore. "I-I've always heard the beginning was a good place to start."

He gave me a thin smile. "I don't know where that is."

I waited. Whatever it was, it was bothering Jacob immensely.

Finally he said, "Do you remember all the stories I told you?"

I frowned. There were quite a few of them, but I remember most of them, so I nodded.

He just nodded in return. "Alright."

"What about them?"

He chewed on his lip before growling. "I can't do this!"

He got to his feet and stalked to the edge of the water and back again, keeping his face turned towards the sea.

I felt fear pit in the middle of my stomach. "What's wrong? You're scaring me."

Jacob turned suddenly and dropped to his knees in front of me, much to my surprise. Taking my hands in his my hands in his, he said, "That is the last thing I want to do, believe me. I don't want to cause you pain of any kind."

I had never heard such sincerity in a person's voice or seen it in their eyes. It made my breath catch and I had time forcing air through my lungs.

He looked down and shook his head, before looking up at me. His thumb traced a pattern on my hand before moving to my wrist and up my arm to my face. He caressed the corner of my eye. I did not move. I could not. I mean he was close enough for me to reach out and kiss and he didn't seem unwilling to the possibility himself. Still, he dragged me to the beach at an odd hour to tell me something that was obviously burdening him.

"Jake?" I whispered.

"Iimprintedonyou," he said quickly.

"Huh?" I asked. I didn't understand a word he had said.

"I imprinted on you. At the wedding."

I stared at him in shock. I knew what imprinting was. I had heard the story and had learned that Kim was Jared's imprint, not only his girlfriend. It seemed nice. Now, however, I felt weird. I opened my mouth and closed it again.

Jacob surged to his feet and turned away from me. His whole frame was shaking. "I shouldn't have told you," he whispered.

"W-why?" I stuttered. Seriously, how was I supposed to react to the fact I had a soul mate. Strange warmth filled me and I had a sudden need to dance and sing. I never sung. Ever.

"Because when I first told you about it, you called it a chauvinist way to control women and take away their right to choose who they could love."

I blushed. I had said that. "That was my mother speaking. I was trained to hate men from a very young age."

He turned to look at me then and I shrugged. "I personally love men."

He grinned at me and relaxed slightly. "How about me?"

I hesitated. "I don't know...yet."

He nodded. "You didn't run screaming. That's good enough for now."

I looked back down at my hands and felt him touch my shoulder.

"C'mon. I'll take you home."

My head jerked up. "No," I said quickly.

"You have to. Charlie will freak if he finds you missing."

I crossed my arms stubbornly. Now that I knew I had someone, I was not about to leave him and go back into Bella's room. "It's happening tomorrow, you know," I said quietly.

Jacob's face flashed with anger, before it settled into its stoic look. "I know."

"I don't want to go back into her room. It's terrible in there."

He frowned a little in thought. "I have to go patrolling in about an hour...I can take you to Sam's. Someone's always there. I think Embry will be. He moved in there after he found out that-well I'll tell you that story some other time." He reached for my hand and led me to the car.

We didn't drive very far, and he did not talk. He focused on the road before him and I focused on the fact that I had a hot werewolf all to myself, should I choose him that is. I don't why I wouldn't. Seriously, he was great. Besides being good looking (that isn't the most important thing), he was sweet, loyal, funny and very blunt. The bluntness was good. I needed someone who could stand up to me. I'd be bored if he didn't. I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye and found him looking at me. I shifted my eyes back to the dashboard quickly.

He stopped the car and cut the engine again. The house was one of the larger in the neighborhood. It looked like it had been added to. Probably to make room for a growing pack of werewolves. Jacob led me inside through the backdoor.

The kitchen was huge and relatively empty of all life, but a young man sitting at the table. He glanced up at us when we entered. He had a calm, cool, expression on his handsome face. It looked a lot like the one Jacob always had. Or was it, Jacob looked like him. His eyebrow was lost in his hair when he saw me. A small smirk crept onto his face.

"She's going to stay here for a couple hours until I get back."

The man's smirk widened.

"She doesn't want to be alone these days."

He nodded in understanding. "It's late."

"I would have lost my nerve," Jacob shrugged.

I wrinkled my nose. "Did everyone, but me, know about this?"

The man laughed. "There are no secrets in this family. It's impossible. I'm Sam."

So this was Sam. I had heard about him of course. Alpha male, cool, collect and in charge, but I hadn't ever met him. The way the boys spoke of him, though, I know he was respected and loved by them all. In a strange "I'm a big tough werewolf" kind of way, of course.

I nodded. "Evelyn." He knew my name, but I didn't know what else to say.

There was a commotion on the back porch suddenly and Sam rolled his eyes. "Emily's asleep, guys," he said when, Embry, Paul, Jared, a woman I had never seen before, came tramping into the house.

The three boy's faces broke into grins when they saw me.

"She's here!" Jared said.

"Jake worked up the nerve," added Embry.

"Took you long enough," Paul smirked.

"Everyone did know this before me," I grumbled.

Sam shrugged. "No secrets. Did you find anything Jared and Paul?"

The two boys shook their heads. "Clean," Jared said. "No leech anywhere."

Sam nodded. "Hopefully, Jacob and Leah have the same luck."

Leah snorted. "How's not running into bloodsuckers, luck? That's no fun."

I shivered a little at the thought of vampires...and Bella. Oh, Bella. My face went pale and I felt a hand on my arm.

"Are you alright?" Jacob asked. "I could-"

"No," I said quickly. "Go, I'll be fine."

"I'll take good care of her," Embry grinned, draping a heavy arm over my shoulders. "She is my little sis after all."

"I'm older then you," I frowned, looking up at him.

"But you're only this big." He measured a minute distance with his finger and thumb. "So you are little."

I whacked him in the stomach, regretting it immediately when my hand started stinging. He had some strong abdominal muscles. So did Jacob. I've seen them. As my mind wandered into the gutter, Jacob and Leah left, as well as Paul. Jared sat down in one of the chairs.

"So," he said. "How do you feel?"

He knocked me out of a particularly delicious fantasy of me, Jake's abs and whipped cream. "Huh?" I blinked. "Oh, fine."

An awkward silence fell and Sam started tapping the table with his finger as he looked around the kitchen. I glance at the clock. Two thirty in the morning.

"Sam? I thought I heard voices."

I saw Sam stop tapping and his face changed. It was remarkable. Suddenly, it was softer, he looked his age. I turned to see source of this change and saw a woman. She was beautiful, except for the jagged scars that ran down the side of her face. I did not have to think to hard about where they came from. Poor Sam. This must be his Imprint.

"Sorry we woke you," Sam said, getting to his feet and taking Emily's hand. He pulled her so she was sitting on his lap and she smiled at him softly.

"No worries."

I glanced at Embry and he winked at me, making a gagging noise.

Sam glared at him and I laughed.

Emily looked at me curiously.

"This is Evelyn," Embry said through his laughter.

Emily's eyes lit up in recognition. "Oh, hi. Did he drag you out at this unearthly hour to tell you about Imprinting."

I shrugged. "I was already awake when he called."

Emily got to her feet, much to Sam's disappointment, and went over to the fridge. "Are you guys hungry?" she asked. "I'm hungry."

"Starved," Embry called.

"I'm not surprised," she muttered. "Evelyn?"

I shook my head. "No thanks." I still had the bubbly feeling in my stomach. It wasn't fear or nervousness...it was excitement. I'd have Jacob forever and ever. I liked the idea of having someone. Obviously I was going to choose him. I don't know how he could think otherwise. Who didn't like complete and utter devotion, I ask you? I almost started laughing at the thought.

"Awwww," Jared said. "She's in love."

I realized I had some sort of dopy grin on my face, but couldn't find the need to get rid of it. Emily hit him on the back of the head, sitting a plate of eggs in front of him. She jerked her hand back quickly and soon found out why. Those men fell on the food like, well...dogs. It was remarkable the amount of food they consumed and Emily was cooking more.

"For Jacob," she explained. "Are you sure you don't want anything?"

I shook my head and she shrugged, going to the cupboard and pulling out a large container of flour. She found a gigantic bowl. "They'll all be here for breakfast at five," she explained.

I got up and stood by her as she mixed a humungous bowl of pancake batter. I helped her, a little, by preparing the girdle with took up the whole stove. Carefully she spooned batter onto the hot surface. It sizzled and a wonderful smell filled the kitchen. I was suddenly hungry. I glanced at the clock and it read four thirty. Time had passed quickly.

Emily was flipping the pancakes and I was cutting up a mass amount of fruit when I heard people come in. The chattering I was hearing stopped.

"Who's she?" a voice asked. It was a young voice, one just changing. I turned to look at the oversized boy and blinked.

"Evelyn," Emily answered. "This is Collin and the other was is Brady."

"Hi," Brady said, sitting down.

"I'll bring you guys food in a minute."

I didn't know Jacob was back until a warm arm encircled my waist. Everyone was to busy eating to notice me. There were nine other hungry werewolves at the table.

"Hey," I said.

"Hey."

I felt him bury his face in my hair and I almost shivered. "I should take you home before Charlie wakes up."

"But-"

"I won't be far. I'll come as soon as he's gone."

I nodded as he took my hand and led me outside. "I'm taking her home," he called.

The drive was silent and Jacob did not let go of my hand. His fingers traced up and down my own, tickling me a little. He stopped a little way from the house and I got out.

"Promise you won't be far."

The look his gave me nearly melted me. "I promise."

I snuck into the house without a mishap. Charlie was in the shower and I knew he did not come in and check on me until after. I quickly pulled off my clothes and got into my pajamas, and climbed into bed. I pulled the blanket up to my chin and closed my eyes.

I heard him open the door and check on me and I heard the sound of his police cruiser start. By then the bed had warmed up and the long night was catching up with me. I fell into a deep sleep.