Breaking Boundaries | Jacob Black

Barbecue Sausages

A/N: ARE WEEEEE READDDYYYY FOR THE FLUFFFFFFF????!!! Cause I know I am. This chapter had me giggling and kicking my feet coz these two are so adorable. Enjoy and thanks for reading!

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Natalia's body was on fire.

Everything hurt. It felt as though she'd gone through hell and back.

It was only when she managed to peel her eyelids open that she saw she wasn't in the humble abode of her home. As her eyes scanned over the white-washed walls and the IV drip to the left of her bed, it took her a few seconds to take note of the figure resting at her side.

She blinked as realization dawned. Jacob's face was turned hers, lips slightly open as his hand -- which had been entangled in hers -- now laid slightly open, barely holding on to her palm. The sight of him brought back the sudden memory of pain slashing through her skin.

"Has anyone ever told you that you smell amazing?" The vampire hissed as he took his sweey time carving out a piece of a flesh from her thigh, practically overjoyed at the sight of red blood dripping onto her skin, "I'm sure my brother has told you so before your mutt decided to kill him."

Natalia mustered up all the courage she had, held it with two hands, before she spat out, "You're disgusting,"

"And you, my dear, are going to pay for his sins," his hand swiped over her skin so fast that pain blossomed over her right thigh, a burning sensation that made her scream out as she thrashed against him.

Natalia shivered, closed her eyes to try and erase that particular memory. It was over. It was over and Jacob had been there--
Jacob.

The guilt came crashing through her like a tidal wave.

The last time they spoke, it had ended badly. And now, he was the one who had come to her, who'd heard her calls despite the fact that he'd been miles away.

And she had done nothing in return, to earn this. To earn everything that Jacob had given to her with an open heart. No, Natalia was selfish and didn't even think about the repercussions of her actions especially when there had been a War at stake.

The War. Had they been successful? Had they been able to defeat the newborns? Her panicked eyes fluttered across the room but nothing seemed familiar. She guessed that she was in hospital, considering that there was a constant monitor beeping in time with her heartbeats and a syringe stuck to her arm.

The door opened so suddenly that Natalia jumped, which caused Jacob to spring up as well, eyes wide as he blinked down before realization dawned.

"Talia," he breathed, moving closer to grasp her hand in his and oh-- he was warm. She felt a sizzle of his energy up her arm, causing it to explode into goosebumps as she bit down onto her lower lip.

"I--" the words stuck to her throat like sandpaper and before she could try and say anything else, the doctor interrupted, "hello Ms. Ling. How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine," she rasped out, feeling as though she'd been asleep for a decade, "how long was I out for?"

The doctor hummed, marking something down onto his clipboard as he did so, "hmm, just over three days. You had lost a lot of blood. If not for that young man, you could've suffered major consequences."

Natalia's eyes quickly swept over to her werewolf, who was still gazing down at her with an expression she couldn't quite place. It made her feel tingly inside, made her feel as though she was something more than just a girl with broken limbs, as though she was more than a friend.

She liked it.

"But to be on the safe side, we're going to keep you overnight just in case," the doctor continued, ignorant of the tide of feelings sweeping through Natalia's brain and lighting her skin on fire, "if nothing suspicious comes about tomorrow, we'll let you go."