This is my first fanfic so please be nice! I tweaked Quil and Claire's age difference because it was a little great for my comfort. I also put the story into a few peoples perspective, each chapter is a specific person's point of view. (I had a hard time choosing one person.)

Emily

"Emily…" There was a pause from the machine "please, she's 18 now. It's been so long." Begging in his most convincing voice. All week, every single day he had left similar messages on my machine. Caller I.D. is a lifesaver when you're trying to avoid a potentially lovesick werewolf on your hands.

Sam nuzzled his face into my neck when I pushed the erase button for the 8th time this week. God I still love it when he does that, goose bumps freckled my arms when his hot breath met my skin. "It will be her choice" He promised in my ear. All the joy and wonders of having your soul mate still haven't been enough for me to call my sister.

I just couldn't be responsible for an injury. My stomach twisted, flashes of a younger furious Sam terrified me.

"He can control himself now." My body must have betrayed me.

"If she rejects him?"

"He's had many years to think this through Em, he would only be mad at himself." His arms entwined themselves around my waist, "I've seen him rehearse it many times in his head."

If he kept touching me, I was going to give in. I think he knows. Sliding his hands up my body he rubbed my shoulders before taking my face in his hands. Closing my eyes I sighed in defeat. "Trust me," The phone dropped into my hands.

"Hello?" the warm familiar voice of my sister came from the earpiece.

"Gin! How are you?"

"Emily? Is something wrong?"

"No" That was a painful blow, my sister thinks I only call when something is wrong.

"Emily? Are you still there?"

"Sorry...Yeah, actually I was wondering if my favorite niece would like to visit for Christmas vacation"

"Oh, "I could hear the surprise in her voice, I don't know what she was expecting. "I think she'd love that, I'll as her when she gets home from school"

"That would be great Gin, thanks. I love you sis." There, I did it.

"I love you Emily" Sam whispered in my ear

Claire

Being on an airplane is bad enough for me, I've been on a plane before but I was way too young to remember. Now it's ½ past midnight in the middle of a thunderstorm, and the girl I was seated next to is having a fit. Great.

She looks younger than me, maybe by a few years. Her reaction to the turbulence is intense. We hit a patch and her hands flew to the sides of her seat, clenching hard until her knuckles were white as paper. Her eyes were closed the entire flight, I had figured she was sleeping.

"Um...Are you ok?"

The girls face scrunched up into a grimace as though I was drawing my hand back to slap her. "I'm fine" she replied through gritted teeth. Sympathy for the poor creature made me forget how terrified I really am. Though it certainly wasn't my style to force conversations I couldn't help but try, and with my best cheerful demeanor I pursued a conversation.

"I'm Claire" I watched her face carefully for a reaction this time. she gave away nothing, but turned to look at me. I hadn't realized how perfect she looked before. Her eyes were the color of dark chocolate, smooth and inviting. Her hair was long and wavy, flowing down past her breasts, the color of marigolds.

"Kate" A hint of a smile lingering on her face, she probably knew I was sizing her up. She reached out and shook my hand in a polite gesture, I felt as though I had immersed my hand in icy cold water a gasp escaped my lips before I could stop myself. "Sorry, I have poor circulation" she took her hand back and rubbed them together, hoping to create some friction. I nodded, shaking it off.

"So uh…visiting Washington for vacation?" I figured I would try my best at conversation; we were only half way through our 6 hour flight

"Yeah, I have friends in Seattle…you?"

"Family" I rolled my eyes for dramatic effect, in truth though I'm excited about seeing my aunt again. It was different when I was twelve; I must have crushed on every boy down at the reservation without bothering to hide it. Gods I hope they don't remember, the thought of it just brings a blush to my face.

The rest of the trip was smooth, Kate was so different from anyone I had ever met before, she was intellectually eloquent, socially graceful and glamorous, everything that I ever wanted to be.

"So listen, since we both are going to be stuck in the same area for awhile we ought to get together and do some shopping, I'll help you fix your wardrobe, and give you some boy tips" she smiled mischievously, her offer sounded too good to resist.

"Next Friday at one, give me a call before then when you get directions." She said before disappearing into the crowded airport terminal.