A Friendly Agreement - and more if we feel like it

Chapter 1 :Happy Birthday, Leah!

Disclaimer: Twilight and it's characters belong to Stephenie Meyer. We're just using them into our sadisctic plots because they're awesome!


Alone in the dark, with a bottle of beer in her hand, Leah Clearwater was crying over her lost youth. She hadn't realized how fast time was flying, too busy with her career, and the day she dreaded had finally arrived.

She made a review of the 30 years of her life and tried to look for positive things that happened throughout her life, but all she managed to do was fall deeper into depression when she realized that she hadn't done a quarter of what she promised herself to.

Her doorbell rang but she didn't hear it, constantly mulling over the horrible truth which was revealed in her mind.

She was thirty years old. Thirty.

Jacob had tried to reach Leah on her cell phone several times before arriving at her door step, but every time he'd been diverted to her annoying voice mail. He knew that she was afraid to cross the thirty year mark. He rang, and had no answer, but he knew she was home because of the lights left on inside the house.

He rang again.

"Leah? Open up, it's Jacob. "

"Leave me alone, Jake!" she yelled, taking a violent swig of her beer.

Jacob sighed before searching for his copy of the front door keys she'd given him in case of emergency. Pulling it from his pocket, Jacob opened the door and entered without thinking twice, knowing that she wouldn't warmly welcome him like every other time.

He found her sitting on the floor in front of the lounge chair, three beers littering the ground.

"So that's how you spend your birthday? Alone - with booze?"

"Exactly! A beer for each year. Four down after this one and still 26 to go!"

Jacob rolled his eyes.

"I know that women tend to be melodramatic with each year passing, but don't you think you're overreacting?"

"I'm thirty Jake, I don't have a serious relationship and my biological clock is ticking. I think I earned the right to overreact a little, don't you think?" she frowned looking up at him.

Jacob sat down beside her, took the beer she was holding and took a drink without worrying about her reaction.

"I see things from a different angle. You're thirty and I'm thirty two, so if someone should be depressed, it should be me. You don't have a serious relationship, but the one I had just left me and I still don't know why. As for your biological clock, you still have a good ten years before having reason to worry."

"I'd give anything to go back to the days when we met. I would certainly have changed many things in my life", Leah sighed, huffing out a pocket of air and rested her head on Jacob's shoulder.

"Like what?"

"I would have traveled more - Do you remember when we talked about visiting South America?"

Jacob smiled at the memory, noting how their university years were far behind them now.

"If I remember? I taunted you by saying that we would surely end up like those C grade actors in all those terrible horror movies. Us being the American tourists which were kidnapped and had their organs removed!" He laughed. "I will always remember the dark look you gave me that day!"

"That's not funny", Leah groaned and nudged Jacob's side, scraping her elbow against his rib cage. "Because of your bullshit, I was scared to travel there when I had the opportunity."

"It was a joke; I don't see why you even listened to me. It's not too late you know, you can still do", Jacob replied softly, slinging an arm around her shoulders and petting her hair.

"Yeah - I don't really see the point in going there, now. I don't want to party or to have a one night stand with any random guy to calm my frustrations. I've done all that before and look at me now. I always said that I would have kids before reaching thirty –"

"I don't see what's stopping you! Okay, you have no potential father, nor the ideal romantic relationship, but it doesn't matter nowadays. Artificial insemination was invented for women just like you!"

Leah thought about Jacob's words for a moment, not knowing if she should be offended or laugh after that. Suddenly the light dawned in her mind.

"You're right", she whispered.

Jacob turned his head toward her and frowned when he saw that she had taken seriously.

"Uh– Lee, you know I was joking –"
"Who cares?" she smiled. "For once your lame jokes were useful to someone. No, actually... It's brilliant!"

Jacob shook his head frantically.

"No, no, no! Forget it! Leah, you're only thirty, some women have children when they are much older than that! You have all the time in the world and I'm sure the man of your dreams is somewhere, waiting for you. You can't make the decision to make a kid like that, all alone -"

"You know that I don't believe in that soul mate stuff. It's complete bullshit!" Leah snapped. "And I don't have to have this baby alone! I just have to get a man to agree to be part of the child's life."

"Okay", he sighed, "who, then? Because if you know a man in Miami willing to sleep with you and give you the child you want andtake full responsibility of it without being in a real relationship with you, I'd be glad to meet him!"

Leah's smile grew on her face as she stared intently at her friend and Jacob looked away, the feeling of her eyes on him making him suddenly uncomfortable when he realized what she was implying.

"Me? You've got to be kidding me!" he exclaimed, a little horrified.

Leah walked near Jacob, her eyes shining.

"We don't have to sleep together. I just want your sperm. In fact, I'm surprised not having thought about it before!"

Jacob looked at his best friend moves with worry. He had never seen her like this, with ideas this crazy. Frightened, he stood up to put distance between them.

"Uh, I think you're too drunk tonight, but I will still answer your request so that you understand. My sperm is mineand the only way that I give it to a woman is during an intense fuck session, so forget it."

Leah begged him with her gaze.

"Since how long have we been friends, Jake?"

"Don't- play that game with me, Leah. Do you even realize what you're saying? Having a child isn't simple when you're a couple, so it's downright suicidal to raise it alone. And even if I agree, I'm too fond of my freedom and my peace of mind to make a kid now. Why do you think I always wear a rubber? I won't ruin all my efforts over the years because of the crazy ramblings of my alcoholic and depressed thirty year old best friend!"

Leah stood up and staggered a bit.

"You value your freedom, of course. Remind me who spent three weeks on my couch because his girlfriend had left without saying anything after he'd asked her to move in with him? Who stood in this same room telling me that she was the love of his life and that he found himself wanting to start a family with her? So what, I'm not good enough for you to want a child with me, but you would have done that with that bitch who broke your heart in half?"

Jacob glared at her with gritted his teeth, his memory flashing pictures of his ex who had basically abandoned him without a rhyme or reason.

"I don't even know why we are having this discussion. First of all, you're drunk, and second, there is no point in trying to convince me because there's no way in hell I would do that. Ever!" he yelled.

"Fine!" she yelled back. "I'll find someone else to give me a kid. I don't need you! I will go to the sperm bank and have a baby with or without you."

"Perfect, I look forward to that. And we'll talk when you sober up!"

"So much for being a friend!" Leah cried out while getting another beer. "And besides, what are you doing here? Don't you have one of your hotties to fuck tonight?"

"So now that I refuse to give into one of your whims, I don't deserve to be called your friend anymore? And to think I preferred spending my evening with you-"

Leah groaned.

"It's not a whim, Jake", she said softly, running her index finger around the mouth of the bottle. "Have you seen how I live? If it wasn't for my job - and you - I would have nothing to live for. I know people don't have babies just to have babies. The thing is - It may sound cliché, but I'm full of love, here-" she hit her palm against her heart and staggered again. "- and nobodywants it! This baby - I'm just dreaming of it - but I love it already! But you're a man, you can't understand those kinds of things."

Jacob sighed, sinking into his chair.

"I understand more than you can imagine, but – I don't think it's a good idea. You are vulnerable right now, you feel that your life is pointless but everyone goes through that phase at one time or another. Having a child isn't the best solution to fill a void-"

"Going out every night with two licensed morons isn't either, but that doesn't stop you by the way" she retorted.

"You're right. But don't you think a child should be conceived and born in a more healthy way than two friends sleeping together and then resuming their lives as bachelors like nothing happened at all? You don't think it has the right to have parents who really love each other, at least to feel more than friendship for each other?"

Leah looked down, aware that Jacob was right. She let out a huge sob, unable to control herself, and Jacob hugged her tightly, hating to see his best friend in this state.

"Don't cry", he shushed her. "You will find the happiness you deserve, with a husband who will love you more than anything and you can have all the tiny little babies you want. You'll see, in a few years, we'll laugh about all this –"

"I doubt it," Leah snorted, pawing at her tear covered cheeks. "But promise me if in two years I still haven't found anybody, that you'll support me when I would go to the sperm bank."

Jacob smiled and kissed her forehead.

"I promise. You happy, now?"

Leah smiled weakly, before wincing and pushing him away. She wasn't fast enough, though, the access of alcohol bubbling in her throat and landing straight on Jacob's shoes. Jacob tried to bite back a gasp as he looked at her in shock, then took a look at his shoes.

"Leah, damn it. They were new shoes!"

"Sorry..." she whispered looking up at him, her face streaked with tears looking more pale than usual.

"Never mind. You better wash you up and go to bed while I clean up this mess." He suggested noting her sickly complexion.

Jacob cleaned the floor and took off his shoes and clothes to remove the puke and put them in the laundry. He finished cleaning up the living room before going to delve into the little cupboard in her bathroom, which still had many of his clothes he left during his stay at her house.

He knew that it would eventually come in handy on day and this night's events were good proof of his suspicions. After taking a shower, he put on a pair of simple track pants and decided to go see what Leah was doing. He knocked gently at the door and put his head through the doorway.

"Lee, do you feel better?"

The young woman had fallen asleep across her bed, fully dressed. She moaned plaintively when she heard Jacob, to tell him she was still alive. He was reassured to have an answer and smiled, realizing she had collapsed without even bothering to remove her clothes.

He entered the room and decided to help her get comfortable. He put her on her back and slowly took off her shoes. Then he began to unbutton her jeans.

"What would I do without you, Jake?" Leah mumbled, her eyes still closed.

Jacob smiled and took off her jeans, then finally removed her T-shirt. He froze a second and admiring her beautiful body before shaking his head to recover. He lifted the sheets and helped her stretch out properly before covering her up. She writhed under the sheets and opened her eyes just in time to see Jacob getting ready to leave the room.

"Stay" she whispered in a hoarse voice.

Jacob turned to her, hesitant.

"Please", she insisted. "I don't want to be alone tonight -"

Jacob dropped the handle and went back to the bed, lifting the sheets to lie next to her.

"Thanks." Leah snuggled against him, ignoring the fact that she was only in underwear.

Jacob shuddered as he felt her body against his almost equally naked one. He congratulated himself for having opted for a track pant and not just the usual boxers he was use to sleeping with. Swallowing hard, he still managed to whisper a "Sure, sure" as usual.

"Did you ever wonder if it would have ever worked?" she muttered wearily.

"If what would have worked?" he asked, knowing full well what she meant.

"You - and me - Together."

Jacob paused for a moment. He wanted to dodge the question but when he remembered that she was drunk and the next day she probably wouldn't even remember this discussion, he decided it best to be honest.

"Of course I've thought about it. More than once, in fact. I don't even know why we never tried– Maybe because we didn't want it to ruin our friendship, I guess."

Leah nodded slightly, but didn't answer. A few minutes later he heard a light snore, a sign that she was permanently lost in the depths of sleep. He kissed her forehead before closing his own eyes to lull in the arms of Morpheus.


A/N: Here is another translation of one of our french roleplay. A huge thanks to the lovely sentinel10 who had read and beta'ed this first chapter (a long time ago, when we weren't even sur of publishing it in English). We love you, Ses!

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