The Storm Ahead

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Okay guys, I really wanted a relaxing, domestic chapter, so thats what his one is, so just lay back relax, and enjoy my lads. Please remember to comment and vote! 

Caroline's POV

"Please," I begged, my voice whiny, "Come on, Aid. It could be fun!"

"Caroline," He said, his voice annoyed but firm, "There is no reason for you to learn to fight. You have us to protect you."

"Oh yeah?" I grumbled, "Who saved who from Beatrice?"

"That was a once in a life time occurrence."

"Come on Champ," Leo said, leaning on the wall, "If the little babe wants to fight, let her."

"Champ?" I questioned, my head cocked.

"I dare say its time for some civility between us."

"I mean," Aiden started, "He isn't my mate quite yet, but he's not the wanker I thought he was."

     I nearly dissolved into laughter at the thought of the boys being friends. The boy next door and the dark horse? Please. Cliche is officially my favorite flavor of bullshit. 

"Does this mean you two are going to stop waving your testosterone around like pool noodles?" I asked between giggles.

"What the hell is a pool noodle?" Aiden asked, and I brushed it aside.

"Come on, please Aiden," I said, pouting, "I'd be safer if you'd each me!"

"No, Love, it isn't happening."

I let out a huff, and walked out of the room. From the living room, I could hear them mumbling. 

"She isn't going to give up," Aiden asked, "Is she?"

"She isn't going to give up, thats for sure." Leo agreed. She's a stubborn little thing. Maybe you should just teach her."

"I don't want to teach her, because then she'll run off into every little cluster fuck she can get her hands on. And she would rush into fire for you, I don't want to empower that."

"You underestimate her affections for you-"

     I pulled away from the wall then, not wanting to listen the rest of the conversation. I turned towards the stairs and made my way up to my room. I left the door open so the boys could shout if they needed me, and I made my way to the window where I curled up with Twilight. I snuggled into the warm fuzziness of my blanket and was half asleep when Flynn walked in. Aiden followed and I jumped up, concern fogging my senses. 

"You shouldn't have came up the stairs," I said frantically, pulling at his shirt so I could see the bandages. "You could've ripped your stitches and if you do, god help me, I will smack you with a spoon full of mayo."

He let out a laugh, flinching a bit when I looked inside the bandage. 

"You're reading Twilight?" He asked with a laugh.

"Yeah, I realized I hadn't read it since I was like twelve."

"Ive been sent by the injured human to tell you to come down from your tower and help us pick what shall served for dinner." He said with a bow. 

"As you wish,"

"Also," He added, looking at the floor, "I realized that I never thanked you for bringing Flynn here. I know he can be a handful. But I'm glad you did, that on top of missing school-"

"You've only missed a couple days, you're a smart cookie. You'll figure it out. And don't even worry about Flynn. He's a little angel. I love having him see, and so does Lucy. And even if Leo won't say it, he loves cats, so Flynn is more than welcome and so are you."

He gave me a smile and walked out of the door before leaning back in.

"Come down whenever you can pull yourself away from Edward and Jacob." He said with a chuckle. 

After the room was left to me, I looked down to Flynn, and scratched his head with a smile. 

"Why would I sit up here with Edward and Jacob," I asked, "When I have a better set downstairs?"

I scooped up the kitty and made the way down to my boys.  

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"Love, you know I want nothing more than you to be happy," Aiden stated, "But please, shut up."

I pulled at his hands again.

"But it could be so much fun!" I whined.

"You don't need to fight."

"I'm literally being hunted!"

"And you have two people ready to give their lives."

"I don't want you to give your lives!"

Both boys looked up at that.

"What do you mean?" Leo asked.

"Isn't it obvious? I don't want you two dying for me! What part of me caring can't strike any part of your brains? You want to protect me, but for some reason its unimaginable that I don't want the two of you to get hurt." I ranted before taking a breath and taking a step towards Aiden. 

I put a hand on either side of his face, and with Leo's sharp inhale, I nearly retreated. Instead I carried on, forcing Aiden to look at me before I spoke.

"Please," I said lightly, "Please teach me."

He looked me in the eye for a mere moment before I saw him soften.

"Fine," He said, and stopped me when I began to squeal and jump up, "But, you do as I say. If I call it off its done."

I nodded frantically, a grin spreading across my face. I rushed to him and hugged him tightly.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

He let out a breath.

"Side," I wheezed and I jumped back, apologizing loudly. 

Leo laughed from the other couch, and I looked at him to see him shaking his head.

He looked at his watch and then back up to Aiden.

"You owe us dinner," Leo said proudly and I cocked my head at the statement. 

"Leo bet me that I would give in within ten hours. I said I wouldn't crack." Aiden explained with a sigh, "We made a bargain, whoever was right gets free dinner. But we wanted you to eat too so we just decided loser buys for everyone."

"But now the true fight," I said with a smile, "what do we want to eat?"

"Pizza," Leo called while Aiden said "Burgers"

I looked back and forth between the boys, determined not to pick sides.

"Chinese?"

"Okay," Both boys said with a smile.

Thirty minutes later we were sat around the table with Chinese food, my phone blaring out a playlist of my favorite songs. Occasionally I would bust into song and after a particular Grease song leading to a duet between Leo and I, Aiden nearly spewed coke out of his mouth and it led the three of us into a parade of laughter. 

"That was so rehearsed!" Aiden accused and Leo shook his head, denying it loudly.

I laughed along with them and thought about the first time Leo and I had seen Grease, and the way he had thrown popcorn at me and called it trash.

I took a bite of noodles and listened to the boys debate over the concept of musicals and the basic foundations that make an iconic playlist. 

"So," I nudged Aiden, "when do we start."

After he swallowed his bite of egg roll he let an annoyed sigh out. 

"Next week I guess," He groaned, "My side should be a lot better by then."

"You sure? We could wait." I suggested.

"Come on, love," he smirked, "don't go getting scared on me."

"Scared?" I laughed, "Please, I'll be able to take you down in a week."

"We'll see about that," He said with a smile.