Chapter 3 – Claire Bear & Uncle Paulie

Olivia woke up the following morning and unpacked her suitcase; as she shimmied into a pair of dark wash jeans and a blue form fitting t-shirt, and slipped on a pair of blue sneakers. Jogging downstairs she came to an almost skidding halt. There were four half naked guys sitting in Emily's kitchen as they ate. Three half naked boys looked up and immediately stopped eating; as she felt Three pairs of intense dark brown orbs staring at her.

Emily turned around when she didn't hear forks clinking against plates and noticed the boys were busy staring at Olivia who looked shocked and surprised at the same time to find more than just Sam and her there. Emily giggled. "Boys I would like to introduce you to Sam's sister Olivia; Livy this is Jacob, Embry and Jared. There's a few more you need to meet but you'll meet them later tonight at the bonfire."

Olivia smiled as she laughed nervously. "It's nice to meet you all." She smiled widely as her eyes turned to Emily. "Em where is Sam?"

Emily cleared her throat as she smiled. "He's on the phone in our bedroom."

"Hillary?" Olivia questioned, even though she knew the answer; especially after her crying jig the night before. She'd cried herself to sleep and Sam had wrapped her in a blanket in the spare bed. Olivia jumped when the bedroom door upstairs slammed shut.

Emily wrapped her arm around Olivia's waist. "It's okay. You know he's not upset with you sweetie."

Jared swallowed the bite in his mouth and chuckled. "No it was probably something Paul did."

Emily gave him a knowing look.

All attention was on Sam as he grumbled under his breath as he practically stomped down the stairs the wooden steps screaming out in agony beneath his feet. His eyes met Olivia's. "Hillary is completely deluded. She said it was all your idea. You were right she has lost her damn mind!" Olivia cringed with the authority his tone of voice had. Sam calmed down as he looked at the three guys and then back at Olivia. "Don't worry Livy, I didn't tell anyone, not even Em." He watched as she nodded at him in full understanding.

Emily also nodded so Olivia would understand Sam kept his family secrets even from her. "Olivia, I have to run to the grocery store, would you like to join me to get out of the house. Sam and the boys have to get to work."

Olivia nodded. "Sure." Olivia watched as Sam kissed Emily lovingly, being sure to kiss the scarred side of Emily's face first before her lips. She was curious how the scars came to be on her, but would never ask. Emily was a radiant beauty and it wouldn't matter if the scars were all over her face; she was still gorgeous.

Olivia followed Emily out to Sam's truck as they got in and took off down the road. She drove for about fifteen minutes as they listened to the shitty radio station. Emily pulled up to the grocery store and parked; patting her back pocket where she'd shoved the cash and her driver's license.

Half way through the store Emily had her shopping cart filled half way; and most of Olivia's cart filled as well. Olivia was trying to figure out what all the food was for. Emily turned to Olivia and asked her to go down the ice cream isle because she heard from Sam how she couldn't deny she was an ice cream junky; Emily giggled and admitted she was an ice cream junky as well. Then gave her the go ahead to get two of whatever sounded the best for them both.

When Olivia got down there, she saw a little girl sitting near the glass doors. The girl looked about seven maybe eight. Olivia walked closer and noticed her tan cheeks were streaked with tears as she looked up and down the aisle she noticed that there was no one else in the isle.

Olivia walked closer as she squatted down. "Are you here by yourself sweetie?"

The red eyes of the girl looked up and sniffled. "I-I-I'm not supposed to talk to strangers." As she sniffled a couple more times.

Olivia felt her heart drop into her stomach as she stood up and grabbed the new box of tissues and opened it pulling a couple out as she walked back over and squatted down in front of the girl again. "Well my name is Olivia. Now were not strangers anymore since you know my name." She held the tissues out for the girl. "Here sweetie, wipe your eyes. You're too pretty to be crying."

The little girl took the tissues. "Thank you. My name is Claire. I guess you're not a stranger anymore." Little Claire took a couple of gasping breaths trying to calm her tears. "I-I'm not trying to cry but I can't find my uncles, they were supposed to be watching me and they brought me to get some ice cream and they disappeared and n-now I can't find them."

Her sweet voice sounded completely distressed about the fact she couldn't find her uncle's. Who the hell would leave a little girl alone in a store? Someone could've kidnapped her. Olivia put her best fake smile on as she held out her hand. "How about I help you look for your uncles? How many of them were there?"

"There was Seth, Collin and Brady." Her angelic voice named off the three irresponsible men as she watched her click them off on her small fingers. She would hold her anger in check until she helped the girl find her idiotic uncles and then she'd be giving them a piece of her mind.

Olivia was fake smiling herself into the tiled floor of the store. "Well they couldn't have gotten far angel, let's see if we can find them." Little Claire took her hand as they both stood up and started walking around the store.

Olivia was pulled from her murderous thoughts when she felt a tug on the hip of her jeans. Her eyes dropped down and watched as the little girl pointed at three overly tall men standing at the magazine racks; pacing like a caged animal in front of them was an equally tall man who was RED in the face and looked as if he was about to blow his stack.

Olivia fixed a serious look on her face as she approached the four men. "Excuse me is someone missing a little girl?"

The pacing caged animal spun around. "What business is it of yours?" He practically snarled at her.

She was going to try and be nice but with the response. Nice just wasn't in her vocabulary at that point. With a raised eyebrow and a scowl now on her face she took a deep breath. "I'm not sure who you think you're talking to buddy. I found a little girl CRYING down the aisle I was in and said she was looking for her uncle's. Now I can't assume you're one of them, but I really hope you're not because anyone who would leave a little girl in a grocery store ALONE to possibly get KIDNAPPED needs to have his BALLS removed with a pair of toenail clippers!"

She watched as they flinched at the mention of removing their balls with toenail clippers. Any man within hearing radius should've flinched at that. She noticed the one who snapped at her flinched even harder at the mention of the little girl being kidnapped.

Olivia looked down and watched as little Claire stepped out from behind her and smiled up at the big goon, who practically melted when he looked down and saw her standing there. He squatted down as she squealed and ran and jumped into his arms. It almost warmed her heart to watch as he held onto the little girl as if his life depended on it. He planted a couple of kisses on her cheeks.

Livy turned her eyes to who she assumed were the three uncles in question. "Are you three responsible for losing that little girl?" The three guilty parties all nodded fully admitting their guilt. Olivia shook her head. "How in the world can you three be so ridiculous as to lose a little girl? There are three of you so three pairs of eyes should've been on her at ALL TIMES! Instead you were distracted by what I have no idea. If you're luck you might actually walk away with your heads still attached to your bodies. If it was me you would NOT be so fortunate.

A throat cleared behind her as she turned around the gentleman who snapped at her a few moments ago had the little girl settled on his hip and her head was softly resting on his shoulder as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "I'm sorry for snapping at you. I was slightly pissed off at them for losing Claire. Thank you for helping her find us. I will be dealing with them once we get back to the house. I'm Quil Ateara by the way." He promised as he growled out the last part.

Olivia smiled softly. "It's nice to meet you Quil. I'm Olivia Sutton. Normally anyone who spoke that way to me would be holding their head in their hands. But given the circumstances I think I can forgive you."

"Olivia thank you for helping me find my uncles." Claire smiled sweetly.

"Oh you're quite welcome sweetie. I was glad I could help."

Claire smiled up at her carrier and poked out her bottom lip. "Why don't we invite Olivia to the bonfire tonight Quilly?"

Olivia couldn't keep the smirk off her face for the nick name that Claire used. She clearly had Quil wrapped around her little finger. However they were related, he looked at her with love and adoration. Clearly they had a strange tie to each other, but if anyone saw it, no one said anything.

Quil chuckled. "Absolutely Claire bear. Olivia we're going to be having a bonfire on the beach tonight. You're more than welcome to come along if you'd like. The elders of the tribal council are going to tell the stories of the legends. And you can meet the rest of our friends and family."

Olivia saw the pout on Claire's face and already KNEW there wasn't much she couldn't get. She was sweet and well mannered. But knew how to whip out that puppy pout when she REALLY wanted something. This was why Olivia knew she couldn't even try to say no to the invite. "Actually I'm already going; my brother's fiancé invited me. So I guess I will see you there."

They stood and talked for a few minutes and Quil let Olivia know what time every one was meeting and where on the beach they would be meeting. Quil had Olivia and Claire both laughing with his antics.

Suddenly a booming voice came from behind both Quil and Olivia. "What the hell is going on with the three idiots Quil did they ever find Claire?" The voice was deep and growled out. Olivia noticed out of the corner of her eye as the three irresponsible uncles all jumped and looked even guiltier than they had when Olivia had half ass yelled at them.

Claire jumped in Quil's arms as she covered her ears with her hands. "Uh oh, Uncle Paulie is here, you guys are really gonna get it now."

Olivia smirked as Quil chuckled. "Yea Uncle Paulie, actually Claire Bear made a friend who helped her locate me instead of me having to shred the three morons."

Paul smirked as he looked down at the lady who was talking with Claire and Quil as soon as she looked up at him and smiled, his eyes locked with her and abruptly he couldn't move. He was completely paralyzed from the waist down. Her beautiful eyes and her scent and HOLY SHIT! HE JUST IMPRINTED!

Someone behind Olivia broke the silence. "No way! Paul's shackled now."

Paul laughed nervously. "Uh, I better get going. Glad you found pipsqueak."

Olivia watched as he walked over and pressed a kiss on Claire's cheek and then took off out of the store.

Quil glared at the guilty uncles. "You three get going. Paul will dish out the punishments once you get back to the garage. Olivia we'll see you tonight at the bonfire."

Olivia giggled. "Okay. See you tonight." She almost felt bad for the guilty uncles, but then again, definitely not. Thought Uncle Paulie was damn good looking and she couldn't get him off her mind as she finished up her grocery shopping.

On the way back to the house, Olivia told Emily about the little girl and Emily nearly blew her stack, come to find out Claire was Emily's niece. She cussed under her breath a few times as she growled about telling Sam what happened.

The boys were definitely going to hear it from Sam now.