EMBRY POV:

She had appendicitis, Vanessa was visiting with someone in Australia, and my imprint was mad at me. I sat in the waiting room forever, waiting for news on her condition. After 7 hours, I got frustrated and went to get some food.

As I stacked my tray with 6 pieces of pizza and 5 bags of chips, I thought about what I could do. She was mad, and I wanted nothing more than for her to forgive me. I paid for my food, which wasn't even good. I would have killed for some of Emily's lasagna and brownies… Oh, shut up Embry.

As soon as I got back, the doctor came out and said the surgery was successful, blah blah blah; I could see her now and take her home the next morning. Overjoyed, I slipped into her room, where she just laid there, a goofy little smile on her face.

"Hey Nola," I whispered, reaching for her hand. "How do you feel, honey?"

"Oh Embry!" she slurred, obviously still high on the knock out medicine. "I feel wonderful." She started to giggle hysterically, reaching out and grabbing my hand. "I feel amazing! I went to happy pony land and had ice cream with the penguins!"

I had to hold back my hysterical laughter. She was still dealing with the anesthesia, obviously. To tell, the truth it was actually pretty funny.

"I love you so much Ebby!" she cried. My heart trembled. She hadn't called me Ebby since she was 5. And now, she was telling me she loved me. Oh, but it didn't mean anything. She was delusional. But so badly I wished it was real. God, I loved that little brunette girl.

"I love you too my Nolie," I whispered, kissing her on the forehead. "I'll come pick you up in the morning."

At 3 AM, there was a knock on the door. UGH. Who was waking me up this early? They would pay dearly. I pulled a pair of jeans over my boxers and slumped to the door, flinging it open. There stood Alia.

She was wearing fuzzy green pajama pants, and a green t shirt. Her hair was all messed up, and she had what looked like 2 different shoes on. She looked breathless. "EMBRY!" she screamed. "I woke up, and Nola wasn't there! I didn't think anything of it before cause she was out with you, but its 3 AM and she's not home!!" She sounded practically hysterical. "Did you kill her?!"

I had to roll my eyes. Yeah, I was going to kill my imprint and her best friend. "Yeah Alia," I said sarcastically. "And I stuffed her in a body bog and dumped her at First Beach."

Her green eyes got wide and I realized she believed me. "I'm kidding!" I moaned as she came inside and flopped onto a kitchen chair. "She had appendicitis, so I took her to the ER, and I'm picking her up in the morning. She is fine and certainly not dead."

A grumbling Brady walked into the kitchen. "I have to go," he said. "Work."

Work=patrol.

"Have fun," Alai mumbled as I got her a cup of water. "Thanks Embry. I realized you probably hadn't killed her. I never took you for the type that would murder someone."

I rolled my eyes. "Thank you so much, Lee Lee."