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Also, I know that if you're reading this you're on Team Embry ;-)… So, I think you should check out my other stories 'Untouchable' and 'A Quarter Mile At A Time'. Anyway, here's the next one

Chapter 3: The Get-Together

Olli ran his hand over his wife's swelled stomach as she slept soundly.

She slept so much these days.

He held onto her tightly.

The baby kicked at his hand. As always, Embry broke out into a large grin.

"Hey little guy." Another kick.

Embry chuckled this time; this sort of thing never ceased to amaze him.

Sometimes he just couldn't believe that he was real; that deep under Olivia's skin was a person. A very small person. Someone who was half himself and half his beautiful imprint.

Embry ran his hands through her long brownish red hair. It still wasn't back to its original chocolate colour since she had dye it blonde all those months ago. But it wasn't any less beautiful.

Embry wondered if the baby would have chocolate brown hair as well; then he frowned.
The possibility was slim, after all, the darker the colour the more dominant the genes were.

He would probably end up with black hair like his father.

Embry rubbed his hand over Olivia's stomach again; she stirred a little in her sleep.

"Well, you may be left with my hair but you'll definitely have your mother's eyes..." The baby kicked again.

"…And her smile."

Embry sighed.

"I can't wait to meet you." He whispered as if it was a secret to be kept only between the two of them.

Embry imagined what it would be like when he laid eyes on him for the first time. He imagined how he would feel and what the baby would look like.

He imagined that he'd hold his son in his hands, being as gentle as he could.

Em imagined that the baby's fingernails would be about the size of a grain of rice.

Embry chuckled to himself knowing that he was being irrational.

Instead he imagined the baby's eyelids… closed, to be soon open wide.

He watched as Olli's face crumpled a little in her sleep as the baby danced around; she seemed to be in discomfort.

Then his smile faded.

And he began to wonder if this was what she really wanted.

Was any of it?

The baby.

Their marriage.

The fact that she was tied to La Push forever.

Though she never talked about them, he knew that she must have had dreams and ambitions.

And she would have achieved them too. He knew that much.

Embry also knew that it was him. It was his fault that she was being tied down at the age of nineteen.

She was practically a teenage mom; he saw the way people looked at her as they walked through the streets together.

They shook their heads as if she was just another statistic.

If it bothered Olivia, she never let it show.

Heck, whatever happened to his own dreams? They were tossed.

But he didn't mind, not one bit.

Olli stirred again and her eyes fluttered open slowly.

She turned towards the cool mass beside her and yawned.

"Mornin'." She grumbled.

Embry ran his hand through her hair again.

"Mornin' babe."

"Why are you already dressed?" She mumbled, still feeling a little disorientated.

"It's almost twelve."

"Oh." Was all she could reply.

The baby kicked again.

"He's lively this morning."

Olli ground her teeth together.

"No, she's a girl! And she's gonna grow up to be a successful model, marry her imprint and live happily ever after."

"Imprint, what imprint?"

Olivia shrugged in response.

"I dunno, im guessing someone's gonna imprint on her, right?"

"I hope not."

"Oh come on Em. Don't do the whole protective dad thing; its lame and it never works."

"Oh I will be a protective dad because no one…. And I mean no one is imprinting on my little girl."

"Aha! So you admit she's a girl."

"What? Yes? No? No! I just mean that if she's a girl; nobody is imprinting on her."

"Em, imprinting is great. She'll have someone who cares for her, someone who'd do anything for her. Someone who'd love her unconditionally. Don't you want that for her?"

He had to think about it for a little while; conflicted.

"Yeah eventually… I guess."

And then they just laid there for a while.

"You better start getting ready, we have to at Sam and Emily's later." Embry suggested; Olli nodded and stood up.

"Yeah, you're right. I'll go have a shower."

Embry watched her as she left; there was only one question on his mind.

Is this what you really want?

Olli took a long scolding shower, it felt good but it didn't ease the uncomfortable pulling feeling in her back and stomach or the strain on her muscles.

She needed to run, to hunt; it was like her body was seizing up through lack of exercise.

But she couldn't do any of those things… it was the Dr's… Carlisle's orders.

She scowled as she pulled one of the small blood pouches out of the fridge.

They weren't human, but mostly bear and deer... her favorites.

Olli poked a straw through the top, like a Capri-Sun.

She walked through to the living room; her brow crinkled as she watched Embry, whose mind seemed to be fixated on the sprawled out pieces of wood on the floor in front of him.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm putting his cot together."

Olli's eyes narrowed.

"She's a girl."

Embry rolled his.

"Whatever. I'm putting the baby's cot together… Happy?" She ignored him and settled in the couch next to where he was sitting on the floor.

Something crinkled under her head as she leaned back. Olivia pulled it from behind her.

It was the instruction booklet thingy that came with the cot.

Olli tried to hand him the small pamphlet but Embry wouldn't take it.

He was being stubborn… again.

"I don't need the instructions. It's just a cot… how hard can it be?" He grumbled as he struggled to work out which piece went where.

Olivia dangled the pamphlet in front of his face.

"Come on. You're obviously struggling." He growled and her hand retracted almost immediately. She broke into giggles.

"Isn't that piece supposed to be the other way around?" Olli pointed out from her space on the couch.

"How would you know...? You haven't read the instructions yet." He replied in a voice that was supposed to sound like Olivia's. It didn't.

She laughed at him again.

"Whatever, just hurry up. We're leaving in five minutes."

"Huh, I won't even need that long."

The cot wasn't finished until half an hour later… and Olli was pissed.

"Aw, don't pout I said I was sorry… At least the cot's done now." He tried to reason with her as they walked outside the house.

Olivia narrowed her eyes and glared at him.

Fifteen minutes later

"Aw, she is so beautiful, Emily!" Olli gushed as she stared at the tiny baby in Brady's arms.

"Let her hold Qahla, Brady." Emily ordered in a slightly tired tone; Brady replied with a guilty smile. It wasn't his fault that he couldn't trust anyone to hold Qahla properly… or not drop her.

Brady shivered at the thought and held onto his beautiful imprint a little tighter.

"Brad-!" Olli cut Emily off before she could go any further.

"It's okay Emily. I'm kinda nervous so it's better if she stays with Brady." Emily led Olli over to the couch where Jordan was sleeping face down on his blanket.

"Sorry about Brady. You know he's been staying here since they were born?" Emily griped; Olli shook her head.

"It's because he imprinted." Emily's eyes narrowed a little and it was as if she had become even more tired in that moment.

"Yes, I know and it's driving me crazy. He won't let me be alone with her for one second." Emily said quietly; luckily, the noise of the rest of the pack trumped her speech so Brady cold barely hear them.

"He loves her." Olli conceded and quickly tried to change the subject.

"Won't he fall?" She asked referring to Jordan who was sleeping beside Emily on the couch.

Emily laughed at the naïve question.

"No, he's fine. He isn't old enough to move by himself, remember?"

Olli was sure that it she was human, her cheeks would her been bright red at this point. How embarrassing.

Of course she knew that, she wasn't sure why she even asked. It was probably just the fear finally getting to her.

"Right."

"You're due soon, aren't you?" Emily asked with a smile.

Olivia's hand moved instinctively to her stomach.

"Yep, she should be out by the end of this month… I always wonder what she'll be like… who she'll be like…" She trailed off as the baby kicked her hand.

Emily beamed.

"So, you found out the sex?"

"Huh? Oh, no. Carlisle said there was no way to tell yet since none of his equipment is working on me. Apparently my skin is too think or something, whatever. But I know she's a girl."

"Mama's intuition huh?" Emily asked with a smile.

"Yeah."

Olli found herself staring down at Jordan with her head cocked to one side.

He looked just like his twin even though they were fraternal.

They both had Emily's small cherry-like nose and a watered down version of Sam's frown.

The more Olivia looked, the more she couldn't stop herself from thinking about how large Jordan seemed… yet he was only three days old.

"Um, how much did they weigh Emily?"

Please let them be abnormally large! Olli screamed in her head. There was no way she was pushing something this big out.

"Can I hold him?" The two women looked up and their eyes widened.

Emily had never expected those words to come from Leah.

"…You know, since that asshat won't let go of Qahla for just one second."

"Yes, of course you can… Support his head… That's it." Leah stared down at the baby in her arms with both curiosity and awe.

"He's… kinda cute." She admitted in a small grumbly voice but she had said it none the less.

Leah walked over to her seat and proceeded to rock Jordan slowly in her arms as he slept.

Olli's mouth slowly turned downwards as she watched her, she saw something behind Leah's eyes. Pity? No, self-pity.

That's right; Leah had stopped her menstrual cycle as soon as she had turned wolf. It was just another thing that had been snatched from her.

"What were we saying? Oh, yeah weight. Qahla was four pounds nine and Jordan was exactly five pounds. They were really small but then again the midwife did tell us that twins are usually…." Emily was still talking but Olli couldn't really hear anything.

All she could hear was the sounds of her own future terrified and painful screams.

A laugh brought her back to the present.

"I'd say that there's nothing to be afraid of but then I'd be lying." Emily said as she laughed.

That was of course until Jordan began to cry so Emily took him from Leah and left the room to feed him in private.

Embry stopped listening to whatever Sam was blathering about as his eyes whipped to his imprint; he could feel her distress.

Within two strides, he was across the room and by her side rubbing circles on her back.

"Are you okay?" he asked her, slightly alarmed.

Olli slithered away from his touch and stared at him.

"Yeah, im fine just don't touch me." She replied in a harsh tone.

Half of the pack stopped what they were doing and looked their way.

Embry sighed in defeat; this was what would randomly happen these days. It was impossible to predict when she'd turn on him.

Her hormones are going to affect her even more than a human mother's would. She will become irrational and unpredictable.

Those were the leech Dr's words.

"Sorry." Embry apologized as he stepped away from her; the action caused him pain.

Seth looked over at him apologetically; he knew how she could get.

Olli's eyes drifted around the room at the pack. Jacob, Paul, Seth, Leah, Brady, Collin… and she wondered, would any of the wolves imprint on her child?

Her eyes drifted again and they reached Kim and Jared; talking alone in a corner.

A smirk formed on her lips for she knew something nobody else knew.

She was the only one capable of hearing the sound of the barely-there heartbeat fluttering.

Kim was with child as well.

What was this? Did the imprints all go into 'season' at the same time or something?

Olli chuckled at the absurd idea until she realized that it could be true.

"Can I sit with you now?" Embry half whined; she turned to him with a guilty face.

"I'm sorry, baby." Olli told him as she beckoned him closer. He squeezed into the space behind her which inevitably meant that she had ended up on his knee.

"It's okay." He replied as he nuzzled her neck; she melted into his touch.

Thoughts?
I thought I'd give you a little insight into Olli's pregnancy in this chapter.

For more TEAM EMBRY ff check out my other stories 'Untouchable' and 'A Quarter Mile at a Time'.
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