A/N: Hi. Well, I'm new to the Mercy Thompson fandom. I've only read the first two books, but I loved them a lot and this idea sort of just hit me. This is just me wondering what sorts of things Jesse has to deal with. Well, I hope you like it! ;)

Disclaimer: I don't own the Mercy Thompson series. Never have. Never will.

Title: Raw Meat

Summary: Jesse wants to try a new recipe.

Jesse checked her watch and grinned before hopping off her bed. She cheerfully made her way down the stairs, humming softly to herself.

She was planning on making her dad dinner tonight. It was a new recipe and she really wanted to try it out, she just hoped she got it right. With her dad's super werewolf senses, he'd be able to taste the slightest imperfection.

With a mental sigh, Jesse shrugged that thought away. Her dad would eat it anyway just to spare her feelings, and she was grateful but it was for that reason that she really wanted it to come out perfect. Grin sliding back into place, Jesse burst through the kitchen door, her stockinged feet sliding across the floor. She expertly maintained her balance from years of practice.

Her eyes settled on the slab of meat she'd left out on the counter to thaw and she froze, her eyes widening in horror.

"Dad! What did you do?" she practically shrieked.

A pair of bright yellow eyes widened and Adam's ears laid flat as he attempted to block out the painful sound of his daughter's high-pitched voice.

Jesse's horror quickly turned to annoyance as her father, in wolf-form, licked his bloody chops. She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him. Adam's tail swished lazily back and forth as he hopped down from the counter.

" I was going to make you dinner tonight!" she said through gritted teeth. "But I don't even know why I bother! You always just end up eating it all raw and bloody anyway!"

His tongue lolled out and his ears pricked forward. Jesse pointed an accusing finger at him.

"See if I cook for you anymore!"

Adam rolled his eyes at his human daughter and gave a very human-sounding snort. Her jaw dropped and she stomped her foot in outrage.

"Hey! My cooking's not that bad!"

Adam just gave her a wolfy grin.

A/N: Hope you liked it. Tell me what you think. And if there were any errors, I am sorry, so just point them out and I'll try to fix them. Oh, and if you have any suggestions or any ideas you would like to see, just review or pm me! ;)