I got to Emily's house after much stumbling, falling and bruising and scraping myself from falling and stumbling. I knocked on the door and she answered momentarily.

"Ash, what are you doing here?" Emily said, smiling.

"Sam sent me, that's all he said." I said kind of shakily.

"Is he alright?" She asked worriedly.

"Yeah," I said sighing.

"Jake and his friends should be here soon, and they'll be hungry," she said smiling.

"I hope Sam comes before they arrive. I can't stand Paul and Jared and well everyone. They always eat." Hey I was being honest. I thought.

"Why? You're supposed to love your brother." I laughed.

"Supposed to, there's no law again. And he's been acting weird since he got a fever kind of like what happened to Embry," I went and sat down on the end of the porch. She followed me and sat in one of the plethora of chairs. I put my back against one of the supports and stretched my foot to reach the next one.

"I'm sure he has a good reason." "Yeah, because he's been hanging around you fiancé," I thought. I was thinking of a way to bring up what happened. Well, if she's engaged to Sam she's got to know what's up with him.

"Emily, can I ask you a question?" I asked afraid if she'd say no.

"Sure, is it boy troubles?"

"NO," I said a little too fast, "There's no easy way to ask so I'm just going to be straightforward. Are they werewolves or shape shifters?" She froze like she had just been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Then she unfroze and said;

"I don't know what you're talking about." I looked at her, but her face just looked like she was lying. I looked at her right in her eyes and said;

"Lair, you know exactly what I'm talking about." Just then Sam walked into the room and pointed at me.

"You okay?" "Oh, so everyone is concerned about me now," I thought. I thought some more and remember the bite on my right wrist. I nodded but when he turned his back I rolled my eyes at him. Embry who I now noticed came in had just sat down parallel to me and said;

"You sure you're okay?"

"No," I mouthed. His eyebrows rose. Emily and Sam were whispering really quietly. I tried to read their lips but they were talking too fast. Embry seemed to understand ever word.

"What are they whispering about?" I asked Embry in barely a whisper. He turned and looked me in the eye and said

"You."

"Me? Why? I'm not very interesting."

"Come on. We got to talk somewhere else." He stood up and held out his hand and I took it.

Here we go with the dragging me in the woods again.

"You know you don't have to drag me into the woods. Even though I'm not thrilled about going into the woods again, I'd follow you," I said quietly. When I said that, he turned and rubbed his thumb on the back of my hand. Apparently saw my bite mark and turned my arm over. His eyes widened with shock.

"Please don't tell Sam, I hate him," when I said that he suddenly loosened his grip and relaxed his grip a little and shortened his pace to match mine.

"How long?" he asked. I knew what he meant. How long had I had the bite.

"That redhead in the forest just now gave it to me." He was breathing raggedly.

"Are you sure you don't want me to tell Sam. He'd know what to do. So you won't become a…," he trailed off.

"I don't honestly think I'll become a, you know vampire. I'm sure, please don't tell Sam..." I said softly.

"Why don't you think that you'll become a werewolf?" he asked his eyes growing dim.

"Just a feeling," I said.

"I'm sorry Ash I can't promise you that." he said solemnly. I frowned. He finally dropped his grip around my wrist He walked a couple feet before he stopped and said;

"What exactly did you see?" All of a sudden he was in front of me trying to look me in the eyes and his face was only inches away from mine.

"Who and which time?" I asked. His shoulders relaxed and then he asked;

"Well, how much do you know about the legends?"

"I know a lot about a lot of legends from a lot of different cultures. Which one? Ours?"

"Yeah," he sighed more than said. He sighed again and grabbed my wrist and pulled me down towards an oak. Like most the trees in this part they were partially uprooted so we sat on the edge of the trees.

"How much do you know about our legends?" He asked again, but rephrased slightly.

"Too much to name off the back of my hand," I admitted, "Now my turn to ask questions. Are you werewolf or shape shifters? Emily wouldn't tell me then tattled on me to Sam." This question took him by surprise and he answered;

"Shape shifters I believe. Do you know about the imprint part?" Now the surprise was on me. I had to think about it for a minute.

"Yeah," I said weakly.

"We have that bond, but this morning I got confused you had a fever that you get before you become a werewolf, and you had that and two werewolves can't have that," he said in a rush, "that's why I had to get Sam, to have him figure out if you were a werewolf, even though it is unlikely because in almost all of the history no female has become a werewolf… Except for Leah."

"I get the idea." We sat there in silence for a couple minutes. He leaned toward me.

"The thing is, you probably won't right away, is love me back." I leaned toward him.

"Well, probability is only right 50% of the time," I said, hoping he would get the message.

"EMBRY! ASH!" Sam yelled. Embry made a low noise in the back of his throat, almost like a growl. He hopped up and he held out his hand. Embry pulled me up and held me close.

"Act, like you would before all this." I nodded I went a couple yards away from where he was standing. I started walking still stumbling. A distance away I heard Embry laughing. I scowled.

Finally I made it out of the maze of trees. Embry was still laughing. I stuck my tongue out at him and made some not so nice gestures. He looked hurt. Hey he did say act like I would before all this. I heard movement in the house. "Great," I thought, "They're here. Fun Jared, Paul, Jacob, Leah, Emily and whoever else is around when Sam tries to explain crap to me." I sat back down where I was before. Jacob saw me and looked shocked, his eyes flickered from Sam to me again and again.

"You think she's-" Jacob stumbled.

"Again a nice hi would be fine," the whole crowd laughed at my frustration. I mean does anyone know how to say, "hi"?