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~Cade~

 As soon as I got us both in my truck, I sped off to the packhouse as fast as I could. Once we got there, I picked Matt up bridal style, and as fast as I could without it actually being running, walked to the pack doctor. I know its risky taking him to the pack houses and everything, but at this point, I wasnt thinking about anything but the fact that I hurt Matt. God, how could I do that to him?? All he did was say things, that I actually deserved, and I punched him for it. Fuck!

"Cade! What is the meaning of this commotion?" My father stepped out of one of the rooms. "Who the hell is that? Matthew???" His anger flared as he saw the peer perfection in my arms.

 "Yes dad. Something happened and he needs help." I growled at the previous alpha. I rushed to the nearest empty room and demanded that a doctor got here, stat.

"Alpha Cade. What can I do for you?" An overly cheerful, quite annoying pack doctor came in.

"Help him." Is all I had to say before he got to work.

"Alpha Cade, he needs to be changed, these clothes are too wet, he'll freeze." The doctor had said, so I directed him to get out. I peeled his wet clothes off, down to his boxers, and I couldnt help be wonder what he held beneath them, but I ignored the thought, and put dry, warm clothes on. The pack doctors office is under ground, so on cold winter days like this, a human would freeze. Wolf's are naturally warmer, even in our human forms, so we're fine most of the time.

The doctor came back in, and told me he needed to run some tests on Matt, and that I needed to wait outside. I almost protested, but when I had looked at Matt, with a red shape around his eye soon to turn into a bruise, and a bruise already forming on his cheek, I simply nodded and left. I paced around and around the mini hospital like area, and I sort of remember being upset when my father went in there, but that stopped when I heard Matt's groan, loud and clear. I ran to the private Alpha house, where the Alpha and his/her family lives, and got Kyle.

We both rushed down as fast as we could (which was pretty fast, seen as we have superhuman speed) and I ended up talking with Matt alone. Hearing him say that my father hated him, and then mentioning the reason he had to move before he was rudely cut off, made my blood boil. What if... No. Even if he did hate Matt, he wouldn't. 

So, now I'm pacing back and forth across his small room, waiting for him to leave the bathroom. I hear a shriek come from there and I dont hesitate to rush in, not caring that he might not be covered. "What happened?" I ask, panicking.

"What the hell did you do to my face??" He asks with his jaw practically on the ground.

"Oh, um... Heh... Uh...." I rub the back of my neck nervously. "I um..." Matt looks like hes about to choke and then bursts out laughing. His laughter is music to my ears. I know I always acted like an ass to him, but after this, and him not waking up for almost a day, the constant panick, wondering if he was okay, I knew I would ignore this anymore, and decided I wouldnt be like this anymore. I'm finally accepting it. He's-

"Your face was priceless! You were all like," He contorts his face in a weird way, apparently looking like me.

I attempt to scowl at him, but I cant help the smile that makes it's way onto my face. "Shut up. It wasnt that funny!" I protest, but by the look of sheer disbelief on his face, made it obvious I'm wrong. "Fine. But your face should heal pretty quickly." I say, and it's not a lie. The doctor gave him some medication, so that it would speed up the process up to how fast a werewolf would heal, meaning he should be better in a day tops.

"Okay." He walks past me, grimacing as he does.

"What's wrong?" I ask, worry consuming me.

"Nothing. Just laughed too hard, my head hurts." He explains. "Ph shit." He says once he's laid back down and I'm sitting on the edge of the hospital like bed. I raise an eyebrow and he takes my sign to continue. "Do still have to go to this dance? And take pictures? Oh God, I'll look like a just decided to punch a watermelon so it launched itself at my face, but not before being covered by grapes." He groans.

I stare at him, weirded out by his comparison, but the laughter bubbling inside of me in undeniable, and he realizes this also as it rumbling out of my mouth. He gently chuckles with me and I shake my head at him. "Anyone ever tell you, you're really weird."

"Once or twice." He responds with yet another soft laugh.

"Well good. I'd hate to be the bearer of bad news." I state sarcastically with a sigh. He stops laughing, but theres still a genuine smile, spreading across his face. 

"Anyways, when is the dance again?" He asks.

"Two days from now..." I answer hesitantly and then check the clock. "Exactly two days."

"What??? But it was Tuesday! Did I really not wake up for an entire day?" I nod at his question and he looks back at the mirror in deep thought. "....How?..........."

~Matt~

I dont understand. First of all, what's with Cade being nice to me? And how did me getting punched result in a concussion where I didnt wake up for a day? I've been punched before. Its never been a big deal. Sure, I got a black eye, but this is so much worse than normal. What the hell? I dont give myself time to dwell on it, as I ask, "Anyways, when is the dance again?"

"Two days from now..." He checks the clock. "Exactly two days."

Flabbergasted, I can help but freak out. "What??? But it was Tuesday! Did I really not wake up for an entire day?" He nods and I look back to examine my face, once again wondering how it got this way. "....How?..........." He doesnt give me an answer, so I turn to see him looking down. "Cade?" 

He snaps his head up to me. "Hmm?" I shake my head, as if to say 'Never mind', and walk past him, out of the bathroom, with a grimace. Laughing was a huge mistake. "You okay?" He asks, following me.

Yeah, fine. Head just hurts." I explain. He nods in understanding. "So, can I go back to school tomorrow?" I ask.

"I dont think so. Since today is Wednesday, you'll be able to go on Friday, but they have to make sure you're okay first." 

"Oh. Okay. Can I sleep?" I ask, since I've heard you're not supposed to let people with conccusions sleep or something, but I dont remember exactly.

"Yes. He confirmed that you had no new brain issues." His eyes widen as he realizes what he said.

"What?" I ask, narrowing my eyes in his direction, where he sits beside my bed.

"Um, we arent sure what but," He takes a deep breath and sighs. "Somrthing happened, presumably a few years ago, and you lost part of your memory. Maybe that's why you dont remember me..." He looks deep in thought and I needed some way to break the tension.

"Well, I'm pretty sure that even after I lost my memory to that, I'd remember an ass like you." I softly chuckle, so that it doesnt hurt as bad. He glares at me and shakes his head, but I dont miss the corners of his luscious lips, tilting upwards.

"What do you mean, 'to that?'" He asks after a moment of silence.

"Um... It happened. It's in the past, and it doesnt need to be brought back." I decide is going to be my answer. He doesnt look happy with my response, but theres nothing I'm willing to do to change that.

"Are you tired?" He asks. I nod and he goes to get up, but before I can register what I'm doing, my arm darts out and I grip his hand with my own, successfully stopping him.

He turns around with an eyebrow raised, and I blush deeply. "I...I... Um... I..." I turn into a blubbering mess. Now the curious look on his face turns into one of amusement, so I pull myself together. "Will you um, stay? Please?" My cheeks get darker if that's even possible, when he nods. He goes so sit down, but I move over so there is room for him. He looks deeply confused but sits next to me, this time on the bed.

"What's this about?" I shrug. "Matt." Him calling me Matt made butterflies erupt in my stomach but I ignore them.

"I dont know. I mean, honestly, I dont feel 100% safe with your dad, but I just dont I'll be able to sleep." You'd ask for Kyle if that was the reason. My subconscious yells, but I choose to ignore this too. Cade swings his legs up onto the bed, and wraps his arm around my shoulders, not that I'm complaining. Now I get to cuddle with this incredibly hot man. "Thank you." He I feel him nod and I rest my head on his shoulder.

"You should actually lay down you know." He chuckles, and lays us both down. His arm in still around me, so I snuggle further into his warmth, my head ending up between his muscular chest and arm.

"Mmm... You're hot." I mumble. My eyes shoot open as I realize what I just said. He just laughs. "I... I meant warm! Like, really warm. That means hot. Not like, hot hot. I, I mean not that-" 

"Calm down little one. I get it." My heart flutters at the new name. I sigh and go back to his body, closing my eyes. I take a deep breath, savoring his masculine scent. A mix of... Pine, mint, and lemons. I wouldnt think those went together, but God, its intoxicating. 

His scent, warmth, and the comfort I get from being in his arms, puts me to sleep quickly.

~Cade~

I hear his breathing even out, and the steady rhythm of his chest raising and falling, and I know hes fallen asleep. It's weird being this close to him. I like it though. I get to smell his overwhelming scent, as it fills my nose in humongous quantities at once, and boy do I love it. He smells like peppermint, vanilla, and sweet apples. I nearly choked when he said I was hot, and even after explaining that it was, 'just meaning warm', the mess out words coming from his delicious looking mouth, revealed his true feelings. 

The second he mentioned my father, I knew something other than them just have a mutual antipathy, was going on. Matt is one of the most reserved people I know, and it had to of taken a lot from him to ask me to stay. I wanted to anyways, so I was ecstatic when he asks. I nearly pumped my fists