Okay guys, so let me just say: I honestly am not trying to make this like Twilight! Sure it seems to be almost the same plot, but honestly, for God's sake! I'm not trying to duplicate Twilight! I hate Twilight as it is! So no! It's not Twilight! I'm just trying to make it a nice story. Okay? Okay. Thank you. I thought I made it clear enough last chapter, but apparently, I didn't. Okay. So yeah. Sorry for that! :3 Here's the third chapter.

FIONNA'S P.O.V

I was walking towards the Where Wolf village/city, it's kind of hard to decipher between the two, anyways; Zack had something to tell me about and from the way he was acting on the phone, it sounded big. Maybe it was something about the Why Wolves, or maybe it was some tribal shit stressing him out, or maybe it was what happened in front of the Why Wolves six months ago; the time I cracked at the mentioning of his name and the memories flowing back. Whatever it was about, I was nervous to hear it.

I arrived at around two o'clock. I walked into the shack that was his house; I was always welcome in their home. His father had always said I was like family to them. I didn't see his father though, so I went straight to Zack's closed bedroom door. I knocked.

"Zack?" I called.

I heard some shuffling, but no one replied or opened the door right away, so I put my ear against the door, then Zack opened the door. I fell straight into his chest.

"Eavesdropping?" He teased, tipping my face up to look at his.

"Shut up. I was just curious." I replied, my cheeks flushed a rosy red.

He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. I slapped his arm as hard as I could.

"Ow! That hurt!" He replied taking his arm from around my waist.

"Pfft, wuss." I mumbled with a smirk.

He examined where I had slapped his bicep.

"Oh yeah? Is that a challenge, Fi?" He asked.

I fell onto their couch and he followed with me.

"Oh yeah! Fight me, mate!" I joked holding my fists up.

He howled with laughter as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I laid my head on his shoulder and snuggled into him. Now before you ask; no we aren't dating, but no we aren't just friends; we're in that awkward stage where nobody wants to make the deciding move. We lounged like that for a few minutes, then I looked up at him.

"Hey, you said you had something to tell me, right?" I asked.

His expression changed from pleased to upset in an instant.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Fionna, you're gonna hate this." He said.

I took his large hand in mine.

"Zack, come on, tell me." I said.

He looked down at our hands, then back at me.

"Tell me, please." I begged.

He sighed.

"I have to go away for a little while." He mumbled.

"What? Why?" I asked shocked.

"Well, there were a couple of Where Wolves found in our sister tribe."

"What? Well, of course there was." I replied confused.

"They were found on the eastern border there, dead. Since our tribe is superior to theirs, we have send some of ourselves out there to get things under control." He explained.

"What happened to them?" I asked scooting closer.

"We think some Why Wolves might be the cause, but there's a problem with that theory. The nearest tribe of Why Wolves by them is over five hundred miles West of them." He replied.

"How long will you be gone?"

"I don't know, it can be anywhere from a month to six months or maybe longer."

"What? Who's gonna watch over this Tribe though? Zack..."

"Fi, calm down, I'm coming back as soon as I can. Meanwhile, not all of us are going. There will still be some guards patrolling the perimeter around here, and all will be well. Just calm down, Fionna." Zack eased me.

I leaned into him.

"I don't want you to go, Zacky." I mumbled into his chest.

He chuckled at the nickname.

"Zack." I whined at his laughter.

"Don't worry, Fionna. Will you just look at me?" He laughed.

I looked up at him.

"You know, no matter how long I'm gone for, I couldn't possibly forget those big blue eyes." He said.

I blushed and looked down. I lightly punched his arm.

"Shut up." I said with a smile.

He chuckled.

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So it's been about four months since Zack had to go. He's not coming back for about a month. He calls me every night at nine o'clock sharp. It's sweet. He blows me kisses through the phone, I find it a bit humorous, but it's also kind of sweet, in a way. I still have no idea what we are, but it's alright. I'm okay with it.

MARSHALL'S P.O.V

"You're happy again, aren't you? It's better than you suffering, I mean, this is what I wanted for you, Fi, and yet, here I am. Jealous. Jealous of him. He's not around right now though, I want to take the advantage of taking you from him when he's not around, but what good will that do for you. It will only make things complicated for you." I whispered outside her living room window. "If I want you, I'm gonna have to wait, just wait for him to fuck up, but how long will that take? I mean, come on, you're already turning twenty years old in about two weeks. I want you back now, I want to change you now. Being away from you has made me realized; I can't live without you. If I can just get you back, I know, we could both agree on changing you."

OHHH SNAP CRACKLE POP! So yeah, Chapter 3, guys. So reviews are helpful, just letting you know and yeah. I need to go to bed 'cause it's kind of late when I'm writing this. It's a school night, so yeah. I hope you guys are enjoying the story so far! I love you! I really appreciate you reading this! :D