I was awoken by a gentle tapping on the shoulder.

I groaned and slowly opened my eyes. I was still kneeling on the floor next to Jake, and his arms were wound tightly around me as he slept on.

"Sorry to wake you, but I must check Jacob's progress," said a pleasant voice. I followed it and saw Carlisle, looking rather sheepish.

"Oh, um, yes-of course," I said, carefully pulling myself away from Jake's warmth. My body was sore from sleeping in such an odd position so when I made to get up I would have fallen back down if Carlisle hadn't grabbed my elbow.

"I forgot what it was like when you first stand up, you're probably sore," Carlisle said gently, taking me to a chair.

"Uh, yeah a little, but I should be ok in a few minutes," I said, stretching my legs slowly out in front of me.

"And if not, I'm sure I can help you with that. But I think I better check on Jacob first," he said, moving back to the couch.

"Yes, definitely," I nodded, continuing to stretch.

I then carefully looked around the house. A nearby clock said it was three in the afternoon, so I was surprised to see that no one had returned, maybe they were giving Jake and I some privacy. Yet, with Carlisle's frequent visits it was kind of a mute point, but I suppose it's the thought that counts.

There was then a displeased groan from the couch, and when I turned to look Jake's dark eyes were open and he was peering blearily up at Carlisle.

"God you're cold," Jake shivered, crossing his arms.

I chuckled, getting up and moving behind the couch so I could look down at him.

"Don't be such a baby."

"Hey, I don't think you'd like Mr. Icicles proding you either," Jake grumbled. I frowned at him. "Fine, sorry, jeez. You're worse than dad, I swear."

"You know, I always wonder what you'd do without me," I shook my head.

"Yeah, so do I," he grinned, meeting my gaze. I returned his smile and resisted the urge to swoop down and kiss him. I don't think giving Carlisle a show would do any of us any good.

"Well, you're healing a lot quicker than I first thought you would. Though you should stay relatively immobile for a few more days. Then you can begin walking around the house, but there will be no phasing or fighting for at least a few more weeks," Carlisle said, repacking his medical bag.

"Wow that's great!" I said, but Jacob groaned.

"A few more weeks? Doc, I don't have a few more weeks, I need to help the guys," Jake protested.

"Jake, I think you need to worry more about healing," I told him sternly.

"I think Drina's right, It's more important that you get well. You will be no help to them in your current state, only a hindrance," Carlisle agreed.

Jake was silent, but he turned his head away from both of us and frowned.

"Well, thank you very much Doctor Cullen, I really appreciate this, and I'm sure Jake does too, in his own way," I said, glancing at Jake who simply snorted.

"I know, and thank you for helping him along, I know if it wasn't for you and Emily he'd already be trying to go, and please, call me Carlisle," he chuckled.

"I'm sure he would, but we do appreciate it Carlisle," I told him.

"It's my pleasure. Just make sure he doesn't move very much, and stays hydrated," he said, heading to the door.

"I will, thank you," I said, holding the door open for him as he exited.

"Anytime, have a nice evening," he smiled, then bolted off the porch at a pace faster than lightning.

I stared in awe for a moment, then slowly shook my head and closed door, heading back to the couch.

"How are you feeling?" I asked, crouching down next to him.

"Alright, a little pissed, but otherwise I'm fine," he fumed.

"You know we're right Jacob. And it's like Carlisle said, you won't be any help to them in this state."

Jake sighed, closing his eyes again. "I know, I just hate it. I feel so useless."

"Well, you can't always be the hero Jacob," I chuckled, but his face remained serious as he opened his eyes to look at me.

"But I want to be. I want to protect you Drina. I want to be your hero," he said sincerely, and my heart throbbed. He had no idea how much of a hero he really was.

"You are Jake. If you weren't here, I'd probably already be dead."

He flinched at this, but his gaze did not waver.

"I know, but I can't continue protecting you if I'm bed ridden, now can I?"

"You don't have to protect me all the time, because sometimes I need to protect you, and that's what I plan to do. Even if it's only from yourself and your suicidal ways."

He chuckled at that, his demeanor relaxing slightly. "I bet that's one of the hardest jobs."

"It definitely is, you have no idea how big of a pain you are," I said, rolling my eyes.

"Bet I am, but you know you love it," he grinned.

"I do. I wouldn't have it any other way," I smiled.

His smile broadened as he reached for my face, pulling it towards his and kissing my lips tenderly.

"Drina, I can never say it enough, but I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too Jacob."

He kissed me again, this time pushing his tongue into my mouth and gripping my hair in a tight fist.

I couldn't help but groan into his mouth as his tongue did things that I hadn't even known were possible. I had to pull away after a moment to catch my breath as my heart thudded like a drum in my chest.

"You know, not being able to help the guys is only one downfall of being incapacitated," he said, his eyes roving over my body as I attempted to control my breathing. His comment didn't help anything.

"Jake," I groaned, giving him a pleading look to stop.

"That doesn't help," he whispered, grabbing my arm and pulling me down onto the couch next to him.

"Say my name again," he growled into my ear, his voice husky. I shivered as my pulse quickened. We shouldn't be doing this. He was hurt, but god did I want to.

"Jacob," I whispered, he made a sound deep in his throat. It was between a growl and a moan, and it made me ravenous.

I quickly gripped onto his face and kissed him roughly, all of my logical thinking gone.

Of course he kissed back, his large hand grabbing at my hair with renewed vigor, while his other hand made it's way under my shirt and up my back, leaving a warm trail in it's wake.

I sighed in approval as I gently bit down on his bottom lip, making him groan. I couldn't help but smile as I slowly reached my own hand down his body to the slight bulge in his pants.

His breathing picked up as he bit his lip to hold in a moan.

I carefully ran my hand over the top of his pants, teasing him.

"Y-you're a torturer," he panted.

"And you can't do a thing about it," I chuckled, kissing his throat.

I then heard something drop behind the couch, and when I looked over the back to see what it was I flushed immediately when I saw Brady standing there with a look of shock and disgust.

"Um, hi… Brady," I said awkwardly, unable to hold in the smile that began to spread across my face.

Jacob began laughing beneath me as I looked at the red-faced Brady.

"So um, how was your nap?" I asked, trying desperately to hold in my laugh, his face was just so funny!

"Good… at least until I came out here. I think I'm gonna go back upstairs," he said, then quickly turned and rushed down the hallway.

Once he was out of sight, I collapsed next to Jacob in a fit of laughter.

I had no idea why I found it so funny that the poor boys innocence was just compromised, but I did, and we both lay there laughing for what felt like forever.

"Wow, poor Brady," Jacob finally said, wrapping his arms around me and releasing one last chuckle into my hair.

"Yeah, we probably scared that poor kid for life. I mean, with the way you were moaning for god sake," I grinned, poking his nose playfully. He frowned at me.

"I was not," he objected.

"Sure you weren't, you were a mess Jacob Black," I defended.

"And I liked every minute of it," he smirked, running his hand playfully up my thigh.

"Trust me, I know."

"So, what do you say to picking up where we left off?" He asked, his voice turning husky again.

I shook my head. "Jake, we really shouldn't be doing this, you need to heal first."

"Pfft, healings for losers," he argued.

I frowned at him and he sighed, moving his hand back up to my waist instead.

"Fine, I'll be good," he consented, closing his eyes.

"Good, now get some sleep, I'm sure you're tired."

"I am," he nodded, yawning.

"Then goodnight you big dog," I grinned. His lips turned up into a smile.

"Its better than being an old dog."

"Just go to sleep you fool."

"Yes ma'm."

A.N. Hey guys! Sorry bout the gap again, and this really isn't an eventful chapter, just a bit of fluff to lighten up the mood. Hopefully next chapter will begin some more action, but we'll see how it turns out. I just had to write a romance scene though! So I hope you enjoyed! Thanks for reading…. Oh, and please review! :D