Title: Of Imprinting And Such
Sequel to: Claiming the Wolf
Pairing: Jacob/Edward, Jacob/James
Warnings: SLASH and other unconventional pairings, AU
Summary: Six months later. When Sam tells Edward something in secret the vampire leaves Forks to find out for himself if it is true, and Jacob is left behind confused and with only Bella as company. Why did Edward really leave? What's going on with the pack? And one of the best questions yet...why is James back? What does this all have to do with Jacob's imprinting Edward?
Chapter Note: Extremely brief and vague smex scene in this chapter done deliberately so. More detail and such is to go into the future scenes though.
The game had been a big hoot, considering that Charlie’s team had lost horribly and Charlie had taken each point against them as a personal affront. He’d waved around a large Styrofoam hand all around in the air, cheering on his team and booing the opposing one. And then he’d half-eaten the large hand when the timer had gone off, the game ended, and his team disgraced.
Bella and Jacob (who’d been cheering for the opposing team just to annoy the adult) had had to comfort the inconsolable man and remind him that his team was not eliminated from the championship and still had a chance if they won the next game. He’d cheered up considering that the next team his had been lined up to play was known for sucking big time, and with that he took his half-eaten Styrofoam hand with him to his bed.
Probably for good luck or something.
Bella and Jacob had stayed up a little later, talking about school and Mike Newton’s seemingly never ending obsession with Bella. Jacob found it amazingly amusing, while Bella couldn’t help but feel somewhat uncomfortable with the baby-faced blonde.
“Well, you’re always saying that I shouldn’t be the only one with a nice guy.” Jake grinned, hugging the pillow to his chest.
“Well, Mike’s a nice guy, he is.” Bella picked at the hem of her shirt, making up her face. “And so is Eric…and Tyler.” All three of them were the only males in school who really hadn’t listened to the rumors going on about her and still liked her. A lot.
“But.” Jacob prompted, sensing that word in there somewhere.
Bella grabbed a cushion and hugged it to her chest, mimicking Jacob’s action, eyes downcast. “I kinda…I kinda think I already like someone else.”
Bella’s brown eyes widened in shock as she jerked her gaze to Jake. “How did you--?”
Jacob chuckled, shaking his head at his friend. “It was a little obvious after what you told me happened that night at Tyler’s party.” He ran lean, tanned fingers through his long, silky locks. “But I’ve also been noticing you lately at school. You like her. A lot.” He paused. “I just wondered if you’d realized it.”
Taking in a deep breath, seeming relieved to be able to talk about this, Bella nodded. “Yeah, I realized. And it sucks.”
Jacob tilted his head to the side, curious.
“I really like Alice.” The girl blushed, finally able to say those four words out loud. “And I really like Jasper too, but it’s not to the degree that I like Alice.” Her blush paled to nothing as she sighed. “But I’d never hurt Jasper or try to get in between them.” She smiled sadly. “They have a wonderful relationship.”
Silence reigned between the two young adults as they both sighed and hugged the cushions closer. They both had their own problems in their minds, and now they had the other’s as well. And they couldn’t find an answer.
Of course, they didn’t know that things were only going to get more complicated soon.
“What do you think Sam could have told Edward to have him acting so weird?” The young male suddenly asked. He’d been going over that question in his mind and hadn’t come up with anything plausible. For him there was nothing Sam Uley could have told Edward that could have the vampire in the state he was in now.
“I don’t know.” Bella admitted, seeming to prefer delving in her friend’s problem than her own. “I was wondering that myself. Edward doesn’t seem like someone who’d really care about anything anyone said.” She paused. “Unless it affects his relationship with you.”
Jacob paused, frowning. “I think you’re right. But…” His frowned deepened. “What in the world could Sam say to Edward to affect him like this? There’s nothing he’d be able to do to get in between us or anything.”
“As if Edward would let him in the first place.” Bella snorted at that. “Edward would sooner tear out the throat of anyone who liked you, much less tried to get in between you two.” She grinned. “I mean, he already detests Jessica and Phoenix Jordan.”
Jacob made a face at the last name. He’d known about Edward’s intense dislike of Jessica Stanley, and in some ways he could understand, the girl was a flirt. But Jacob couldn’t understand Edward’s dislike of Phoenix Jordan. The boy was in the grade below theirs, was shy, quiet, and Jacob liked him a lot.
The boy with green eyes and red hair had done nothing to get in Edward’s bad books, and yet somehow he had.
It was one of those enigmas.
“Why do you think he doesn’t like Phoenix?” Jacob queried.
Bella grinned, eyes twinkling. “You honestly have no idea, do you?”
And Bella did?
“Men.” Bella grinned. “They’re completely oblivious!”
Opening his mouth to ask what Bella thought was so obvious, both teenagers looked up when they heard a thud coming from the direction of Jacob’s bedroom.
A grin lifted Jacob’s lips as he stood. “Apparently he remembered to come tonight.”
“Go on you pervert.” Bella waved him off playfully.
Sending her a cheeky grin, Jacob turned and hurried up the stairs, only hesitating for a second while outside his door. He leaned his forehead against the wood and took in a deep breath, sighing, wondering how he was going to approach the subject.
Edward had been off, weird, and edgy.
Jacob didn’t want to get into another fight. He just wanted some answers. And he was going to get them. Tonight.
Determined, he opened the door and found Edward standing by the window, looking out at it, face a blank canvas.
Jacob gulped and closed the door behind him.
Edward had yet to turn towards him.
“So---.” But before anything else could escape Jacob’s lips Edward was in front of him, pressing him against the door, hands under his shirt, mouth devouring his hungrily.
“I love you.” Edward whispered in between the kisses as clenched fistfuls of Jacob’s hair. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Jacob was worried. Edward’s voice, his hurried actions, spoke of desperation.
And Jacob didn’t like it.
So he closed his eyes and concentrated on the kiss, tried to convey with his lips, with his hands on the cold chest, to calm down---that everything was fine. Slowly he took control of the kiss and while it was less desperate it was still rushed.
Clothes tore, breaths were loud pants, hands explored known yet desired territory. Fingernails raked over skin, backs arched, groans deepened in pleasure. The vampire was a sucker for a little pain mixed in with his bliss, something Jacob used to his advantage to force his lover to forget whatever it was that was bothering him and just enjoy.
“I need you.”
“You have me.”
Lube was reached for, found empty, and then forgotten.
A hiss resounded through the room as winter cold was melted by summer heat, silence reigning as Jacob waited for Edward to grow accustomed, calloused hand caressing a pale white thigh soothingly.
And then there was movement, pained and slow, yet hips bucked and twins groans filled the night as they worshipped and claimed and enjoyed each other again and again and again, each time with more urgency.
By the time Edward finally allowed Jacob to pull out of him the wolf was exhausted, both mentally and physically. He wanted to talk to Edward, to find out what was going on, but the yawn loud in the night proved that he wasn’t going to be able to do it tonight.
Tomorrow, he promised himself. I’ll definitely get it out of him tomorrow.
A small smile graced his face as Edward curled into him, something he hadn’t done for a little while, resting his head against Jacob’s beating heart, closing his eyes, pretending slumber and just resting, something he would do sometimes despite the fact that neither he nor his kind slept.
“I…” deep yawn. “Love you.” Jacob yawned once more, pulling Edward deeper into his embrace, enjoying the coldness contrasting against his own heat. It was comforting.
“I love you too.” Edward whispered.
Nuzzling Edward’s hair, Jacob smiled sleepily and slightly smugly at his own scent being so engrained in the vampire.
Closing his eyes, the wolf fell asleep feeling happy, sated, and content.
“What is this?” Bella asked, holding the piece of paper he’d passed her the moment he’d stormed into her room first thing that morning. She was still in her night gown and had horrible bed hair and morning breath, and yet both ignored that fact.
“Read it.” Jacob snapped, going to look out of the window, a muscle jumping in his jaw.
Bella was worried.
What did this slip of paper say that could have her best friend like this?
With a deep intake of breath she unfolded it and began to read it out loud. “Dear Jacob, by the time you read this I will already be out of the country----.” Her eyes widened as she recognized Edward’s handwriting. “Jacob?”
“Continue reading.” He ordered, voice deep, hurt. “It gets better.”
She doubted that, but continued reading it out loud. “I am extremely sorry and ashamed for telling you it this way but if I’d looked in your face when telling you I had to go you would have found some way to convince me to stay, and I can’t.”
“Can you believe him? He’s blaming me for his not telling me this to my face!” Jacob muttered to himself, voice a growl.
“I know that I am not giving you much explanation and that you deserve to know more, but I can’t say anything else, not for right now. I need some time.” Bella frowned in anger as she continued to read. “I won’t come back until I’ve found the answers to my questions, and I don’t know when that will be.” Her eyes widened as she read the next sentence in disbelief. “Please don’t try to contact me, I will contact you once I’m ready…” She looked up in outrage. “Is this some kind of joke?”
Jacob sent her a glare.
She couldn’t believe it.
Bella’s body was frozen.
Was she in some nightmare?
The girl shook her head and finished reading the note with much trepidation. “As a favor to me my family have left the mansion for an indefinite period of time.” She paused, voice soft. “Alice and Jasper are gone too?”
The harshness in Jacob’s eyes lessened at the pain she knew was in her voice as he went and sat down next to her on the bed, placing a hand on her thigh in a comforting gesture.
“Why?” Bella asked, her voice cracking slightly. “Why did he go? Why did they go? What’s going on?”
“I don’t know.” Jacob stood, growling to himself. “I knew something was off last night but I fell asleep.” He ran his fingers through his hair in agitation.
“He loves you, Jacob.” Bella whispered.
“I know.” He answered, voice hurt, before standing. “I’m going to the mansion. This was a quick thing, they might have left something behind that can serve as a clue as to what the hell is going on in that idiot’s head.”
Bella stumbled to her feet rapidly. “I’ll come with you.”
“No.” Jacob shook his head, already heading towards the door. “You stay here and try to get into contact with Alice or Jasper, they might answer you.”
The brunette nodded, watching her best friend as he tore out of her room and hurried down the stairs. She waited until she heard his motorcycle roaring to life outside and speeding away before reaching for her cellular and looking at it in silence.
Bella was nervous.
What if Alice and Jasper ignored her?
Have some backbone, Isabella.
Nodding to herself, she entered Alice’s number and pressed send, placing the phone to her ear and waiting.
It rang once.
It rang twice.
“Bella.” Alice’s voice was warm and welcoming. “I was waiting on your call.”
Clearing her voice nervously, Bella pulled a strand of her hair behind her ear. “Are you guys really gone?”
Alice sighed. “I can’t tell you anything, Bella. Edward is my brother and what he told us was told in confidence.”
“So Jake doesn’t deserve to know why the guy he imprinted on, his boyfriend, dumped him by a letter?” Bella snapped, angry on Jacob’s behalf. Plus, she was a little disappointed. She’d thought Alice would be a little more sympathetic to Jacob’s feelings than that.
“Dumped?” Alice sounded confused. “Why would you think Edward dumped him? Edward didn’t dump him.”
“He left and all his excuses are on a piece of paper, Alice.” Bella narrowed her eyes. “What else do you call it?”
“Explanations?” Bella parroted, incredulous as she stood and snorted in disgust. “Alice! He didn’t explain anything! He just said he was leaving the country, didn’t know when he was coming back, and for Jacob to not contact him! How is that not dumping him?”
“Bella, I’m sorry.” And Alice truly sounded sorry. “But I can’t say anything else more than that Edward loves Jacob and he didn’t dump him.”
“A lot of good that is going to do for my best friend’s broken heart!” Bella sniffled, feeling angry and sad all at once.
“I have to go. Tell Jasper I said hi.” And with that she cut off the phone and collapsed on her bed with a little whimper.
Everything had just gone to hell.
Considering how bad her luck had been lately, she wasn’t really surprised when the day she’d finally decided to bite her pride and ask the Cullens for help they were gone. And if the lack of clothes and cars had anything to say about it, they weren’t planning on coming back…at least not for a long time.
She leaned her hip against a tree as she looked at the admittedly beautiful house. She really liked it, the Cullens had taste…but that wasn’t the issue, was it?
She needed help.
She needed it now.
And she was known for her beauty, not for her patience.
She growled, blowing at a red curl.
That was when the sound of a motorcycle caught her attention and she hid deeper in the trees, wondering if a stray Cullen had returned. But no, the smell that reached her nose when the handsome man parked and pulled off his helmet wasn’t that of a vampire.
It wasn’t a smell she’d ever smelt before, but it was good. It was really good.
Her eyes widened.
Was this ‘him’?
Peering at him closer, she narrowed her eyes as she surveyed him. He wasn’t too bad at all. Handsome, great hair, drool-worthy physique…she was suddenly able to understand things a little better now.
He got into the mansion with a key in his pocket, which only confirmed her suspicions. Only he, the lover of the one called Edward Cullen, would have a key to the place.
Then again, the Cullens were vampires and vampires weren’t exactly afraid of their houses getting broken into.
But still, he had his own key, so that meant that they’d been trying to show him he was a part of their family.
This had to be the famed Jacob Black.
I wonder why they’d leave him behind? She tapped a fingernail to her lip and then looked up when she heard something breaking up stairs.
Probably something in Edward’s room.
This sounded juicy.
Still, she straightened and got out from behind the trees, making sure she looked presentable.
Her luck was apparently taking a turn for the better. Jacob Black was exactly the thing she needed.
He exited the home, slamming the door behind him, before freezing. His dark gaze zeroed in on her immediately, and for a second he seemed ready to shift, to attack. But then something he saw made him stop.
A confused expression crossed his face as he slowly made his way towards her.
“Your eyes are golden.”
She winced at the reminder of how low she’d been brought.
“And you’re Jacob Black, right?” She spoke, that hint of sensuality always present in her tone.
He seemed wary but nodded. “Yes, I am.”
“Good, I’ve been looking for you.” She replied, folding her arms over her chest to show that she wasn’t here for a fight. At all. Her golden eyes met his brown ones and she took in a deep breath before continuing. “My name is Victoria.” Here went nothing. “And I need your help.”