Daybreak

Chapter Two: A Strange Place Called Home

Edward saw a flick of the long raven hair as Jacob Black, the man with the russet skin rounded the tree with Emmett hefted halfway onto his back. Jacob was not strong enough to haul the other large man completely, especially since Emmett only stood two inches shorter and most likely just as heavy as the native man. Jasper followed the two with a pinch of concern on his face as he squatted down by Edward and grabbed the straps Emmett had been using to make carrying Edward easier. He started to strap them to his own body and Edward frowned. "That's not going to work. You have a hard time with the pack, with me you'll probably fall over dead." Edward muttered and glanced at the pack then at Jacob who was trying to lift Emmett high enough so his ankle, which still had the trap attached, didn't drag.

Jasper didn't argue and started to situate Edward onto his back. Guilt welled up in the bronze-haired man's chest as he thought of all the trouble his best friends were going to just to make him feel semi-normal. Jasper finally lifted Edward onto his back and grunted but otherwise said nothing, which Edward took as a bad sign. Jacob glanced back at the two and nodded. "It's only about a mile down into the valley." He said, even with Emmett on his back and strained under his weight the man looked good, no beyond good, the man looked delicious. Edward wasn't sure if Jasper felt the same way about Jacob he did but he was sure the male didn't have time to even think about it since he was carrying Edward now. Edward glanced back as they walked away from their pack. He doubted that was a good idea but with the snow now coming in larger flakes and Emmett's ankle, they had no choice.

The four males made their way through some large, old redwoods and pine trees for about a mile before stepping out onto a gravel road which seemed to lead past them and into the forest on one side then into what looked like a small town on the other side. An old unvarnished redwood sign stood by the road and read. "Welcome to Forks, Washington. " and had a slightly worn picture of a river, some trees, and a wolf howling at a full moon. Jacob walked over to a rusty red Volkswagen Rabbit and popped open the door and set Emmett down with a thud. Emmett cursed and took a deep breath, hissing through his teeth in agony. "He's lost a lot of blood, I'll drive fast," Jacob said with a curt nod of his head as he gingerly lifted Edward off of Jasper's back. At the touch of the man's rough hands on Edward's back and his legs (although he could not feel them on his legs) the male turned a bright red. Edward's pale completion only intensified the color of his cheeks as Jacob glanced at him and frowned. "Edward right? You okay?" He asked and Edward's head nodded dumbly. Of course, he was okay, how could he not be in the arms of some native hunk? "Just cold." He muttered the excuse quickly, swearing his heart was almost beating loud enough for all the males to hear, but of course, that was just a silly fear. Jacob chuckled lightly and shook his head, setting Edward in the back then making room so Jasper could slide in. Once Jasper was in, Jacob didn't waste another minute, he got into the driver's seat and drove as fast as he could, barreling into the little town of Forks.--------As they pulled up to a small cottage-type house Edward took notice of the two extremely fancy cars parked in the large driveway. One was a small canary yellow Porsche with a license plate that read "FASHION" and parked next to it was a lipstick red BMW convertible. Edward's eyebrows knitted together, finding it strange that two expensive cars were in some podunk town like Forks. Jacob parked and hopped out of the car. "One minute." He said and jogged to the porch of the flower-covered cottage. He opened the door and looked to be talking to someone then moved back as a tall, buxom woman strode out. Her white doctor's coat flicked up around her as well as her long pale blonde hair, making quite a lovely scene.

"Shit man," Emmett said, for once forgetting his pain as he stared at the woman. Emmett wasn't straight, he wasn't gay and he wasn't bi. He just liked pretty people, no matter who they were or who they were dating. That ended him up in hot water most of the time.