The portal has dropped them off at Forks airport and while Jake could appreciate that it'd been a little cheaper, Jake could have done without the dazed looks as they'd shown up with their bike and bags in the middle of the runway
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"You're not getting rid of me that easily," Caroline told him, oblivious to his worries as she shoved a few stray hairs behind her ears. The bike was nice, but she could do without looking like road kill by the time they arrived at his dad's house.
Caroline reached her arms up over his shoulders (and yes, it took some effort). "So this is the part where we find out if they're unhappy you're bringing me here?" She hated feeling so completely nervous and more than a little scared that she was ruining everything all over again.
"So I guess it's your last chance to turn back, too." It was difficult for her to pause her own freakout to remember that he had some messy past here, too.
Caroline's arms shifted back to his waist and she leaned comfortably against his back to watch the scenery go by. The green aspect was as she'd expected, having visited that part of some other Washington with Jake, but the little shops were just so...quaint. It was like if Mystic Falls had never been industrialized.
Jake pulled the bike up a smaller path before they reached the center of La Push. As much as you could call it a center at least. The drive up to the house was just like before, trees on either side before it opened up to the house, the shed/garage standing a little way behind the house.
The noise of the bike would be enough to draw his dad outside and he stopped the bike in front of the porch again, looking up through a window for a moment where he thought he saw movement. "This is it," he said, probably unnecessary.
What Caroline would give for a moment with a mirror now. She climbed carefully off of the bike and turned around, taking in the cute little separate garage and the pretty front porch. The yard was definitely well taken care of, though she wondered who did that since Jake wasn't around. "It's great," she told him, realizing she'd probably been quiet for longer than he'd like.
He couldn't help being sceptical about this, not when he'd seen her house and he wondered what she really was thinking. He managed a smile, though, grateful that she wasn't turning up her nose.
"It's something," he said, distracted as the front door swung open and Jake couldn't help the grin.
"Could have called ahead, you know," Billy said, wheeling his chair up on the porch to take a look at the two kids in front of his house. "I don't think I'm going to have enough food in the house."
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"Well then what are we waiting for?"
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The noise of the bike would be enough to draw his dad outside and he stopped the bike in front of the porch again, looking up through a window for a moment where he thought he saw movement. "This is it," he said, probably unnecessary.
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"It's something," he said, distracted as the front door swung open and Jake couldn't help the grin.
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He left the bags on the bike for a moment as he hopped onto the porch to go give his dad a hug.
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