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[Jul. 6th, 2009|10:09 pm] |
Jacob was kind of looking forward to this in his twisted-Jacob way. It would be like one giant 'I-told-you-so' when Kinley hadn't believed him about the whole werewolf thing before. But he wasn't looking forward to the car ride over with Hunter.
He sat in the truck, looking sheepish, hating the fact that Hunter had to help clean up his messes. He didn't say anything, just stared out the window.
There were times when Hunter felt it was appropriate to scold someone and times when he felt like it would just be beating a dead horse to try and explain what the person had done wrong. With Jacob it was consistently the latter so he just kept his mouth shut as they made the drive to town. Kinley was going to have to believe him one way or another, he just hoped he didn't have to show her what they were by making Jacob shift or anything like that.
When they got to where they were going Hunter put the truck in park and then looked over at Jacob. "It would be in your best interest to try not to upset her."
Even if Jacob respected Hunter, he often let himself talk back. "Right, because I'm the one who always starts it with her. She kicked me out. She's the one who decided I wouldn't be part of the kid's life, even though I tried. I think it would be in my best interest if she tried not to be a cunt."
"We are already going to be putting an incredible amount of stress on her. We are already running the risk of sending her into premature labor. So if you could be so kind as to not be an asshole, it would be one less thing to put strain on her and one less thing that I will have to worry about." Hunter knew that jacob was probably going to talk back, he always did, but he wasn't going to make a big deal out of it yet.
"Blame it on the hormones," he muttered bitterly under his breath as he nodded agreement to Hunter's logic. He got out of the vehicle and made his way up to Kinley's place. Wouldn't she be thrilled to see him. He'd advised against calling ahead, knowing she'd have conveniently managed not to be home.
He knocked, feeling like he was going to throw up, mainly because when he did see her, he wanted to help her and be a part of her life. And she simply wouldn't let him.
At eight months, Kinley was ready to push the baby out and be done with this whole pregnancy thing. She was a small girl to begin with but having the added weight of a baby made her waddle a little bit and all of her clothes fit tightly, even the maternity stuff. She was wearing a pair of overalls, her red hair all tied back under a bandana because she'd been painting again. When she heard the knock she got up and made her way to the door and when she pulled it open she just frowned at Jacob. "What? Are you serious? I thought we already decided you weren't coming around."
"You decided," Jacob corrected, but went quiet as he remembered Hunter's words. "This is a serious situation, Kin. You need to listen to us. It's important. Hunter's here." It was like he'd gone and tattled to daddy and he didn't like the way it sounded. But there was no other choice--except kidnapping the kid, and/or offing Kinley.
Frowning, Kinley tipped her head to the side and looked around Jacob at Hunter. She'd never met the man before but she knew a little bit about him and his relationship to Jacob. "Snitch." She muttered to Jacob before pushing the door back on it's tracks even farther so that she could let them both in. "Just come in then. The sooner you come in and try to talk me into whatever it is the sooner I can tell you both to get fucked."
Jacob glanced over his shoulder with a classic 'see!?' look, he went inside. The smell of her was overwhelming. There was so much of him there and indications that their genetics together were strong. The boy was certain to be utterly fierce and nearly impossible to manage. He could feel a fondness creep into him, and it made his stomach flip flop.
Hunter just sighed and he leaned in to Jacob. "Leave it to you to pick the most difficult woman on the planet." He told him before he moved to walk around Jacob and into the apartment. He was momentarily distracted by the paintings that lined the walls and by the canvases she had stacked against the floor. It looked as though she was constantly painting, or had at the very least been painting for a very long time. "There is much to talk about, Kinley, it might be best if you sit down." She rolled her eyes but went over and sat down on the stool that was next to the canvas. "You boys can share the couch."
Jacob flopped down, the attitude of a brat hanging about in his limbs. "Something tells me you're not keeping an open mind, Kin. Please, just listen, okay? You know I wouldn't take a cruel joke this far."
"You wouldn't?" Kinley wasn't so sure about that but before Jacob could reply Hunter cut in. "Jacob might but I would not. You can ask him, I have no sense of humor whatsoever." That wasn't true. But Hunter was rather humorless in situations like this. "What we have to say today is very important, Kinley. It would be in your best interest to listen to Jacob. He only means well."
"I wasn't pulling your leg about being a werewolf. I wasn't being an ass or just trying to get out of this. Trust me, that's the last thing I'd say if I just wanted to abandon this." He put his head in his hands. "You cannot raise this boy alone. You just can't. You don't know how bad it could get without our help."
Kinley just looked at him, feeling fairly skeptical as she sat there. Frowning, she chewed on her bottom lip and just looked over at him again after taking a second to look at Hunter. He looked deadly serious. "Okay, say for one second I believe you about this werewolf thing, what happens then? You aren't just taking my kid. If I didn't want him I just would have aborted him instead of spending the last eight months of my life dealing with this by myself and getting fat."
Jacob frowned. "You weren't by yourself! I took you to appointments. I visited you--sometimes." Okay, so she had been mostly alone while Jacob had gotten his head on straight. He shut his mouth and took a breath. "I don't know what happens. Usually, they just take 'em. Or the mother doesn't want them as soon as they find out." That's what happened in Jacob's case and a note of pain glinted across his face. He glanced at Hunter. "It's his decision, and yours."
"If you'd like to remain in the child's life then we would suggest you move out onto pack lands. Though there will be a lot of rules. Well, not a lot, but important ones anyway. No going out in the woods alone at night, no going out in the woods alone at all for the most part. You'll have to learn to trust us when it comes to developmental stages in your son's life, because he won't grow up like a normal little boy." Hunter knew that was going to be hard and Kinley just frowned a little bit as she looked at her studio that she'd built in her apartment. "If you'd like we will continue to pay rent for you here so that you can come here to work if you'd like, or we can build you a studio at the haven." Because he'd been itching to build something lately.
"What about if I start dating someone, then what? I don't want to be alone for the rest of my life."
For some reason, that slapped Jacob in the face, though he realized how irrational it was. "Well, there are a ton of men out there, and you seem to have a thing for our kind." Bad idea to be a dick now, but Jacob had an impossible time controlling it.
Kinley's face fell a little bit but it was barely noticeable with how quick she just glared at Jacob instead. "You are such a shithead." Kinley folded her arms over her chest and just sat there, feeling particularly pissed about all of this. "What am I supposed to do? Spend the rest of my life alone because I made the mistake of sleeping with the most emotionally unavailable asshole werewolf with the world's most potent sperm?"
"We fucked a lot more times than I got you pregnant." He spoke before he remembered Hunter was listening. Embarrassing. "Kinley, you don't have to give up your love life. It'll be like free childcare. Come on. This could be a good life for you--for us even, all three of us." He meant the baby, of course, not Hunter.
Kinley didn't know what to say at that point. Truthfully, she'd always had a thing for Jacob. Which was how she had gotten into this mess in the first place. "This is such a bad idea." She shook her head. "It's actually a very good idea, Kinley." Hunter told her. "You'll want for nothing while you stay with us, I can promise you that. And you can keep this place, so that you have an escape when you need one."
"And you'll need an escape," Jacob assured her. "But Cold Water isn't horrible, and Wolf Haven is safe." He hesitated after he said that. It might not be safe for her and that worried him. When he looked at Hunter, this was clearly his concern.
"We'll make sure everyone knows that you are out there. We have had humans living on our property before. It'll be no big deal." Hunter said, mostly for Jacob's benefit. "Why don't you pack up some things and just come stay there until the baby comes, see how you like it." Kyla frowned and she just sort of let the stool swivel from side to side. "Fine."
That reassured him, but as soon as Kinley agreed, his mouth hung open. He'd actually researched the effects of using chloroform on her to get her out to Wolf Haven. But there she was, accepting. Was there a catch? He didn't dare ask if she was sure though. The relief showed on his face and he actually looked happy. "We can drive back to Seattle whenever you want. I'll haul all of your stuff back and forth. There's also a baby shop in Cold Water we can go to, get the things you'll need."
"Yeah. Okay. But I am going to need a studio there. And I am going to need all the stuff out of this place to be out there and I want my own place out there. With keys and a lock so that Jacob isn't just strolling in unannounced whenever he damn well pleases." Kinley told Hunter and he just nodded. "Only if I can have a key in case of emergencies." "Deal."
Jacob went from pleased to annoyed very quickly. "You wait til this kid is born--I'm going to stress you out as much as I can to make up for how much shit I'm taking right now." Typical self-centered Jacob. He glanced around the room then and something sad flickered on his features. "Most of them will love you. How could they not?" She was so fucking talented and interesting and strong.
Kinley noticed the way he looked around her place, almost sadly. It was the same feeling that she was having right in that moment. All she wanted to do was keep this little place but she wasn't sure if she could. She was pretty sure it's where their son was conceived and they had had a lot of good nights in this place. And a lot of bad ones too. "You think?" Kin wasn't so sure. "Also you don't get any say in his name."
"If you name him something stupid like 'Blue,' I'm going to just call him what I want." Jacob had his hands on his hips and he went into her room to get her bag started. He'd helped her pack once when they'd driven up to Canada for a week together. "You'd better get in here and help or you're going to be wearing tube tops until we can bring the rest of your stuff."
"I hate you so much." Kinley slipped off of the stool she was on and she glared at Hunter before going into the bedroom to help him pack. "I'm not going to call him Blue, asshole." She didn't know what she wanted to call him but she was going to figure something out sooner or later. Hopefully sooner. "I was thinking maybe Alexander or something, I don't know yet. But you aren't calling him whatever you want, it will confuse him." She went to start getting some of her clothes together.
"I don't hate you at all," he answered with a sigh, sitting down on her bed and putting his head in his hands. Her suitcase satopen next to him. "And I'm glad you're coming to live with us." It made things more simple--though they remained terribly complicated, just slightly less so. "And I'm going to call him Apple." Joke.
"I will smack you every time you call him that." She folded some of her clothes and tucked them into her bag. "I still think you are all a bunch of crazies." But she really didn't se any other options and what Hunter was offering her was a pretty good deal. "Do you want me to bring anything specific?"
He rubbed his hands over his face, thinking about everything that was going to change, or the issues that might come up. "Just you and Apple," he smiled, bracing himself for a hit.
Reaching out Kinley smacked him upside the head and then she started to pack up her things. It didn't take her long and once it was packed she waved for him to pick it up. "Come on, I'm riding with you guys because my car will never make it to cold water flats."
Jacob stood up, but instead of grabbing the suitcase he grabbed her wrist gently and tugged her into a kiss. The slap had been enough to push him over the edge. Her lips tasted painfully familiar and he wished so much that this kiss could be sweet and uncomplicated.
If Kinley hadn't been completely in love with Jacob she probably would have slapped him again. Instead she just kissed him back and wrapped one arm around his shoulders. The kiss was slow and sweet before she swatted him away. "Stop it. Behave yourself. Hunter is out there."
He pulled back, feeling confused. She was right, and Jacob knew Hunter would know exactly what had happened in there. Grabbing her bag, he headed out, looking flustered and guilty. Heading straight down to the car, Jacob loaded the truck without a word.
Hunter helped Kinley downstairs and he promised to let her come back for all the rest of her stuff later. Once they had her in the truck he slid in behind the wheel and turned the engine over. Kinley sat up front, leaving Jacob to sit in the back seat like a little kid.
The small space of the backseat was fine by Jacob. He was silent the whole ride home and even he didn't know if he was pouting or just thinking. When they arrived at Wolf Haven, Jacob had to wonder where Hunter would put her. He lived in the same house as his brother Morgan, and there was an empty house by them.
That was exactly what Hunter was thinking. He drove by the mainhouse and pulled up in front of the house just beside Jacob's. "This is you. Once we've gotten you settled inside we can walk down to the main house and I can introduce you to Wendell and some of the others that live there." he came out of the truck and walked around to help Kinley down and out. "Jacob please get her bag."
He would have rather gotten her, but he didn't complain. He was kind of gloating given she'd be so close. "Hey, you always wanted to see my place. There it is." He pointed right next door to her new place. When he got in the house, he took her suitcase to her room, the one downstairs because he decided that would be safest for her.
"I'll bet Wendell already went out and bought a bunch of baby books."
"are you joking? I mean, I saw half a dozen houses on the way up here and you are putting me in the one right next to Jacob's?" She looked at Hunter, incredulous that he would do that. Hunter just shrugged and he went to take her bag from Jacob. "Jacob will show you down to the main house. You guys can get settled and meet us there for supper."
Jacob watched Hunter leave, thinking he didn't know if he was happy or sad about that. Alone with Kinley, he couldn't look much more than sheepish. "We should probably make out now," he quirked the slightest hint of a smile.
Kinley slapped him. But then without even thinking twice she stepped in and wrapped her arms around his shoulders so that she could kiss him again. She pushed up onto her toes and really leaned, knowing it would be hard for him to even get his arms around her with how pregnant she was.
Something about all of her indignation wrapped up in that one smack of skin to skin really got Jacob going. He also liked the press of her stomach against his. It made him feel closer to her, safer in his connection to her. Hands on either side of her face, Jacob held her there possessively. She felt like he had remembered her feeling and that was a good thing. The kiss drew on and on and broke apart into smaller kisses. He was actually going to be able to show her his life now.
Each kiss just tugged her in deeper and she really wanted to tell him she hated him and wanted nothing to do with him. She was going to end up being tangled up into him even more and she couldn't stand the thought of falling for him any harder than she already had. "How did this even happen." she murmured.
"I'd give you a refresher course if I didn't think it would emotionally scar the baby." He could hear a note of vulnerability in her voice and it killed him. He'd done this to her, to them. At least she didn't deserve this life he'd roped her into. Kissing her again, he dropped his hands down to her stomach and rested them there. The baby kicked and he pulled back, overwhelmed with the reminder that there was something alive in there. "We should get to the house so you can meet people."
When he pulled his hands back like he did it made her sigh and she just nodded. "I'm pretty sure i can find my own way to the main house if you don't want to go." Just because she got the feeling that things were going in the weird sort of direction between them.
"Stop pushing me away," he said firmly. "We're in this together now, whether you like it or not." For the first time, those words weren't meant to be snotty, or mean. He was serious. Heading out of her house, he waited for her to follow and showed her the way to the main house where he was greeted by and eager Wendell.
Kinley was used to Jacob pulling the whole fuck and run thing. Following after him, she made her way to the main house with him and was surprised to be bombarded by a tall, thin and extremely anxious looking man. He seemed as if he had a million questions brimming inside of him and she could tell he was nearly busting at the seems to keep from asking them all at once.
Jacob noted the stack of books in Wendell's arms. Rolling his eyes, he walked past him. Wendell didn't seem to mind though because his focus was on Kinely. "Welcome!" He piped, and his voice was nothing but warm. Hunter had warned him not to overwhelm her, but there was so much to do and very little time to do it. "I thought these might be useful. I have more in the house. You've no doubt read a good deal of them, but if not, we can go over some of them very briefly. Now--have you decided on a home or hospital birth? Either would be safe for you, I'm sure."
Jacob cleared his throat and Wendell jumped. "Oh, right. I'm Wendell and it's very nice to meet you. Jacob thinks highly of you. Please don't let him lie and tell you otherwise."
When he mentioned having read the entire stack of books in his arms Kinley just raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything to the extent of having read zero childcare books for the duration of her pregnancy. She just looked stuff up on the internet and asked her doctor if she wanted to know. "It's nice to meet you, Wendell." She said, ignoring the question about the home birth because that was just ridiculous.
She probably had a lot on her mind, so he didn't press about the home birth questions. He probably shouldn't run experiments with having babies anyway. "I also have baby name books. Come inside, we'll get you something to eat, and you should be off your feet. Does your back hurt? Probably. I read about a tea used to relieve pain and I've made some iced. It's good for the baby too--calming."
He led her inside, hovering, clearly protective. All Jacob could do was tail afterward, feeling a little useless.
Kinley followed after him and she looked over her shoulder at Jacob, giving him a look that said "What am I supposed to do here?" Because she had no idea what to say to this guy. They had only just met and he was already going to town. They could have warned her a little better about something like this.
Jacob caught the look and laughed. "You're overwhelming her, Wen. Lay off." He said to Wendell's back. It made him turn around with a shade of hurt sliding onto his face. But he quickly pushed it aside with an understanding nod.
"Of course. I'm sorry. Kinley, if you need anything at all, I'd like you to come to me. I'll help you. I want to be absolutly sure you're comfortable and healthy." He said it like he meant it on a purely selfless level and his eyes Conveyed that too.
"It's fine." Kinley wasn't going to make too big of a deal about it. "I have it pretty under control I think. I already have a doctor that is going to deliver and I'm going to do it in the hospital in case I end up needing something for the pain." Because she was going to try to do it naturally but she had no idea if she could handle something that intense.
Jacob smirked. "It's mine--you'll need something for the pain," he quipped. He could imagine the kid making it a painful birth just to spite the poor woman. Wendell smiled a little at that comment. "Well, Kinely--I'm glad you've thought things through," he intoned kindly. Jacob put a hand on Kin's back and sat her down at the table. He was thankful no one else was in the kitchen right now. Wendell had left the stack of books on the table and wandered off.
Kinley looked over at Jacob and she just sighed as she put her hands against her stomach. The baby was kicking but she didn't ask for Jacob to touch her stomach because she knew that he had recoiled from it the last time. "My feet hurt, I really hope you don't plan on taking me for a tour of this whole damn place, I'm wiped out."
"No," he said plainly, watching her hands, remembering when he'd felt the kick. He wasn't recoiling now, but he wasn't sure he could handle touching her again at the moment. His mind was still racing with his feelings for her, all rising to the surface. "But I wanted you to get some food. The fridge isn't stocked out there and while I'm sure Morgan has our fridge stocked, I figured you'd want access to one not so far away."
"Yeah." She rubbed her stomach a little and sighed. "I am starved, so the sooner that we can get something in me and I can get back to the house the better. I just want to lay down for a while." That and she wasn't sure how to react to Jacob being around so close to her all the time.
He smiled a little bit. "Do you want me to carry you back?" Because now that she knew, he could use all of his abilities around her, be himself. Getting up, he went to the fridge and pulled out the makings of a sandwich. He knew what she liked on them, remembered her quirks like he remembered Ever's and Vaughn's.
"No, I don't think that's a good idea." Kinley shook her head and she just watched as he went about making her a sandwich. Leaning her head on her hand, she looked around the small kitchen and dining area. It was huge and the table she was sitting at looked like it seated a small army.
"Why isn't it a good idea? Too knight-in-shining-armor for you?" He plopped the plate down in front of her and sat down next to her to dig into his own meal. Jacob had a lot of questions he wanted to ask her, but he couldn't find the voice to do so.
"With the way you jerked your hands back when the baby kicked I'd be afraid you'd drop me if he started moving around in there." Taking the plate, she tugged it over to the edge of the table and she picked up the sandwich for a bite. "Thanks for the sandwich."
Jacob pursed his lips and brushed his hands off on his pants. With a dramatic flare, he laid his hands on her belly, keeping them there firmly. "It was the first time, okay? Cut me some slack." The baby leveled a mighty kick to Jacob's palm and his heart clenched in his chest, but he didn't pull away. It felt like the thing knew what was happening just then.
"No you are making me uncomfortable." Kinley said with a frown as she looked down at his hands on her stomach. "If you don't want to do that you don't have to just to prove something."
He kissed her, wanting to shut her up, and wanting to taste her again. He left his hands on her stomach for a second, but they ended up sliding to her sides. Given that he was sitting next to her, it was a bit of an awkward reach, but he managed.
Yeah, well it worked. That definitely shut her up. Kinley leaned into the kiss and she let her lips part so it would go a little deeper. One of her hands came up to rest on his shoulder but it migrated from there up the side of his neck and into his hair.
She was so warm and perfectly soft. The kiss went on and on, and he didn't make any move to pull away. When the kiss finally ran out, he put his head on her shoulder. "Are you scared?" A stupid question, but one to which he wanted to hear the answer.
"Terrified." Because she really had no idea what she was going to do. And while living here with all of them allieviated some of her stress over it, but now she had a whole new thing to be worried about and scared over. What was it going to be like to be here? Would she ever be able to leave?
That was a relief. For some reason, Jacob had started to think that maybe Kinley was so strong, she didn't even feel fear. And there Jacob was, scared shitless. "Me too. I'm going to be a bad father." He wasn't fishing for compliments; he was telling the truth and he knew Kinley wouldn't sugar coat things for him. "But thank you for not bailing. When my mom found out, she just--" He shook his head and sat up without finishing the sentence.
"Of course I am not going to bail." there was no way she was going to leave her kid behind for any reason. "This is my kid. It's our kid." She kissed him softly in the lips. "And you are going to be the most ridiculous father ever, but you aren't going to beat the kid and you aren't going to treat him like shit, so you aren't a bad dad. You just aren't going to be father of the year>"
"You're so nice." He kissed her neck, brushing a length of hair out of the way. "You really wanted me out of your life?" He dared to ask, now that she was safely at Wolf Haven. He didn't want to believe that she would have stuck to her word if he hadn't brought Hunter in to talk to her.
"I wanted to try to stick to it. You always come around and I always let you back in, but I didn't want you to just be walking in and out of our son's life whenever you pleased, you know?" She frowned a little bit. "You can leave me and come back, and toy with me in that way all you want but I wasn't going to let you do that to our kid."
Jacob could understand that, albeit reluctantly. But it wasn't an issue now because the baby would be here and Jacob would be in its life. No matter how terrifying that was, he was starting to like the idea. Maybe that was all he needed, a kid to make him grow the hell up. "You should eat, and then we can go back to your place. I'll get some bags and pack up some groceries from here too."
"All right. But you aren't carrying me. I weigh a million and a half pounds right now." She picked up her sandwich to keep eating it. She finished all of it off and then pushed her plate across the table before she moved to stand up. "Just help me."
He was being so good, he didn't even comment on the way it looked like she'd swallowed a beach ball. Clasping her hands, he helped her up and felt a strong sense of fondness for her, moreso than usual. Grabbing the grocery sacks he'd filled, he led the way back to her place. Once there, he stocked her fridge and cupboards with what he could. "Going to lie down?"
"Yeah, I think that I am going to lay down for a little while. I'm not feeling very well." She rubbed her stomach as she made her way to the stairs and she put her hand on the railing so she could waddle her way up the steps.
Part of Jacob wanted to follow her up there, but he found that his feet were glued to the floor. Instead of going upstairs, he went and sat down on the couch. This way, he could keep a guard on her, but not encroach too much on her space since she wouldn't have the senses to know he was down there.
For a little while Kinley slept in the bedroom that was now going to be hers. She was only there for a few hours before she woke up to a pretty severe pain in her stomach. With her hand resting on her stomach she rolled out of bed and onto her feet before she went downstairs to try to find Jacob. She didn't realize he was just going to be on the sofa but she was glad to see him there and she walked over to the back of it. "Jake?"
He'd fallen asleep with his chin drooping down to his chest, but his name roused him quickly from sleep and he looked up at her. It hadn't been some bizarre but relieving dream that she'd come to live here. "What's wrong?" As he came up from grogginess, he looked concerned.
"I don't know." Kinley wasn't sure what was wrong but she hadn't felt pain like this. It was sharp and it faded in and out. Frowning, she looked down at him and just tried to stay calm. "Jake, I don't know what is happening."
Standing up quickly, he urged her to sit down as he went to grab the phone. "Doctor's number?" He was already looking through her stuff when he found the card and dialed her up. He'd met the woman before, and he didn't think she liked him very much, but now was not the time to worry about his bad first impressions. "Come on, we're going to the hospital. Dr. Newhouse says we should get it checked out if you're not feeling well." There was a hospital in Cold Water and if it was serious, it was better if it was closer.
She was already breathing hard and the pain was getting a little closer together. When she moved to stand up she needed his help to get off of the couch and she leaned heavily on Jacob so that they could go out to the car. "What if the baby is coming? I'm not ready. I'm not ready for this."
"Well, hold it in!" And he wasn't even trying to be mean, it was just the first thing that came to his mind and he wasn't ready either. He walked her out to the car and tucked her inside, not even thinking twice about borrowing his brother's. For some reason, he didn't think the motorcycle would be the best mode of transportation for Kinley. It was all he could do not to drive like a madman. If the baby was on its way, he knew Wendell would be immensely upset that he'd missed this part.
"Are you fucking mental? You can't just hold it in." Kinley was panicking and her voice was getting shrill as they made their way down to the truck. "Jesus christ, I am going to fucking die. ' She leaned forward a little, hand still on her stomach.
"No you're not." He spoke so firmly, it almost scared him. She shouldn't even suggest that something like that might happen because it made his heart start to flail, going into full panic mode. The ride wasn't too long, since Jacob drove fast and when he pulled up to the hospital, there was a wheelchair waiting for them. Wheeling her in almost as fast as he'd driven there, he stopped on a dime at the check in and started talking like a crazy man to get her in to see a doctor.
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