Soooo seems like you guys are enjoying this so far-sweet. And just so you know this IS a spin off of my other imprint stories-it's just not in the same time frame at the moment-but we'll get there!! Enjoy!

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Playlist For Chapter:

Little Bitty--Alan Jackson

Nothin' To Lose-Josh Gracin

Chapter 4--Captian Obvious

"Finally! We're here!" Embry exclaimed as we hopped out of the truck at the specific grocery I was sent to. Apparently, that's the best one within a hundred mile radius of La Push.

I rolled my eyes. "Okay, it takes forty-five minutes to get to Portland from La Push and we got here in thirty-I think we made good time," I said as we walked through the parking lot.

"I could've ran and been here before you," he said.

"Not if I ran you over first," I told him with a smirk.

"Hey! That was rude and unnecessary," he scoffed. (I say that all the time)

"And you're tall and obnoxious. Thank you Captain Obvious," I said.

"I am shocked and offended," he said.

"You're over exaggerating," I scoffed.

"Are you making fun of me while I'm pouring my guts out to you?" he asked, feigning hurt.

"Are you actually wearing a shirt and shoes?" I countered, sounding shocked.

"Oh har-har," he said. "You know what, you're not worthy of wearing that hat," he said, snatching off my head and putting it on his.

"Hey! That is mine," I said, fighting a smile. He actually really good in that hat.

"So? It looks better on me anyway," he said with a cocky grin. It's like he read my mind.

"Fine, I can lend you my hat for today," I sighed dramatically.

"As you should-you hurt my feelings you know," he said as I grabbed a cart.

"Would it make you feel better if I let you push the cart?" I asked.

"No…but I'd feel better if you buy me and candy bar," he said, wriggling his eyebrows and giving me a cheeky grin.

I laughed. "Deal."

"Okay, but it has to be a good one," he said as we headed towards the first aisle. "It can't be broken and it can't have caramel in it," he said.

"You don't like caramel?" I asked incredulously.

"No. It's gross and sticky and completely useless," he said.

I rolled my eyes. "Okay, I'll make sure the demon food isn't anywhere near your candy bar," I said.

"Good," he said, nodding his head. "So what's on the list?" he asked me curiously. I held it out to him and as his eyes raked over the list his expression got more and more confused. "What the hell is an avocado?"

I rolled my eyes. "It's a fruit," I told him easily.

"Sounds like cheese," he said, wrinkling his nose.

"It's not," I assured him.

"Well that's lame," he muttered. "So what's Alabama like?" he asked curiously. Kind of a random question but okay.

I grinned. "Sunny," I said automatically. He stuck his tongue out at me and I laughed. "No really, most parts are just beautiful. It's mostly farmland where I live," I told him.

"Did you grow up on a farm?" he asked.

"Yeah, the family farm. My brothers are our neighbors so when they bought the property our farm extended. We even have a couple hired hands now it's so big," I told him, slightly smug. Hey, not many farms can say that-at least where I live. "And my hometown is so small I knew everyone by name," I told him.

"Kind of like La Push?" he asked.

I snorted. "Smaller than La Push," I said easily. At least three hundred people smaller.

"Is that even possible?" he asked incredulously.

"Oh yeah," I said as I took some Mac&Cheese off the shelf. "So you've lived here all your life?" I asked curiously.

"Yup," he said easily. "Oh my God, look at that!" he said, suddenly excited.

I looked over to where he was pointing and suppressed the urge to roll my eyes. "How old are you?" I asked as he picked up the giant squirt gun.

"Physically or mentally/emotionally?" he asked seriously as he looked through the plastic scope.

I laughed. "Surprise me," I told him.

"Nineteen-but my Mom says if I wasn't so huge I could probably hang with the fifth graders," he said with a cheeky grin. Oh wow.

I laughed. "You could probably hang out with my sister then," I nodded.

"You have a little sister?" he asked curiously as he leaned around the corner, pointing the gun at some unsuspecting costumer.

"Yep-I talked to her for a second on the phone actually. Sadie," I told him.

"Hm," he hummed, nodding. "Do you have any other siblings?" he asked, randomly sticking the water gun on a shelf as we walked by.

"Yep. Three older brothers; River, Dale, and Bobby," I told him.

"River?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Embry?" I asked, matching his expression.

"Okay, I guess I win with the weird names thing-unless Quil beats me," he added.

"You have a friend named Quil?" I asked curiously.

"Yep, he's named after his Grandpa," he told me.

"Aw, that's so cute," I said teasingly.

"He hates it," Embry told me seriously.

I shrugged. "Who likes their name?" I said. I don't like my name-never met anyone who really did like theirs either.

"Good point," he said. "Okay so where are we going to find this mysterious avocado thing?" he asked, wriggling his fingers around in a 'mysterious' way.

I laughed. "In the fruit section…with all the other fruit," I said slowly.

"Huh," he said thoughtfully. "Let's go," he said, coming up behind me and pushing the cart with me, his long steps making me walk funny so I wouldn't get run over while walking between him and the cart.

"Embry, I don't think this is working out," I said with a laugh as I stumbled again, making him bump into my back. Not that I wanted it to end-he was all pressed up against me and it was giving me a really nice feeling…like a 'right' feeling.

"Well than I guess we'll just have to fix this," he said, stopping. He thought for a second. "Stand on it," he said.

"On what?" I asked.

"On the thing," he said, pointing to the underside of the cart.

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" I asked cautiously. I don't want to bend it or something.

"It's brilliant idea," he exclaimed, giving me a little nudge towards it. I shook my head at him and stood on, holding the handle of the cart tightly. I remember doing this as a little kid…it was kind of fun. "See? It was a great idea," he said, putting his hands on top of mine and pushing the cart down the aisles towards the fruit.

"Oh definitely," I said, leaning back against him a little bit. It's not like he would notice, right?

"Okay, we're here. Which was is this avocado thing?" he asked, looking around as I hopped off the cart.

"Follow me," I said, walking passed him and through the little fruit section. He followed with the cart until I came to a stop in front of the avocados. "See?" I said, picking one up and holding it out to him.

He took it from my hand and examined it closely. "This is it?" he asked.

"Yup," I said, picking up another one and putting the two in a bag.

"We came to Portland for a giant green piece of deer crap?" he asked in disbelief.

I rolled my eyes. "Stop being so dramatic," I said with a grin.

"Dramatic is my middle name," he said matter-of-factly. "Besides, you can't expect me to believe anyone would willingly eat that weird, deformed…thing," he said with an over exaggerated shudder.

"I bet you'd like them," I said easily.

"How can you be so sure?" he asked suspiciously.

"I saw the way you scarfed down everything that was put in front of you the other day I'm sure I can get you try one," I said grinning.

"You can't force feed me," he scoffed.

"No but I can probably trick you into eating when you least suspect it," I said easily with a cheeky grin.

"Rude," he scoffed as I laughed.

"You were the one who stole my hat," I reminded him.

"I thought we established I looked better in the hat," he said.

"That may be true but now I'm hatless," I said with a pout.

"I'll buy you a hat," he said easily.

"Why don't you just buy yourself a hat," I suggested-I didn't want him spending money on me.

"That would be unnecessarily simple," he said. "And simple is not how I roll," he said. "Come on, I'm going to buy you a hat," he said, grabbing my hand and dragging me and the cart away from all the food.

"Embry I was kidding," I said.

"Nope, nope. It's too late now. I've made up my mind," he insisted as he quickly pulled me over by where all the accessories are. He stopped in front of the shelves with the hat and tapped his chin with his index finger. "Now lets see…what hat do I pick…"

"Embry-"

"Uh bup bup," he said, holding his hand up to silence me. "I am picking you a hat. I need complete and utter silence," he said seriously. I folded my arms and pursed my lips, trying not to laugh as he carefully examined all the hats. "Perfect," he said, plucking a hat off shelf.

"Which one?" I asked curiously.

"You're not allowed to see it yet," he said as he held it behind him back.

"That is so unfair," I scoffed.

"Psh, life is unfair-and I know all the cheat codes," he said smugly.

I rolled my eyes. "Fine," I sighed. "Let's go get the rest of the crap," I said, grabbing the cart.

Embry followed behind me. "Are you mad?" he asked cautiously.

"Why would I be mad?" I asked, confused.

"But you were just-"

"-Acting all sad and pouty to see if you'd give in? Yes, I was," I said with a smirk.

His jaw dropped open and his eyes narrowed. "Evil," he said, flabbergasted.

"I prefer genius," I said easily. "Come on, this is it," I said as I put the last couple of things in the cart. I checked out the groceries and waited for Embry who had to go into a check out line far, far away from me so I wouldn't peak-I could see my cowboy hat from here. "Finally," I sighed dramatically.

"Oh ha, ha," Embry said, throwing an arm casually around my shoulders-I tried not to grin too wide. He loaded up all the groceries into the back seats of my truck while I put the cart away. When I came back he was waiting with a huge smile and his hands behind his back. "Ready?" he asked with an excited smile while he rocked back and forth on his heals.

"Should I be scared?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Don't you trust me?" he asked with wide eyes.

"I'm not too sure at this point in time," I said with a smirk as he huffed.

"Do you want your hat or not?" he asked with slightly narrowed eyes.

I laughed. "Yes, I want my hat, okay?" I said with a grin. He grinned and held it out to me. I laughed. "Dirty Cowgirl? Really Embry?" I asked laughing. It was a dark gray and white trucker cap with the words 'Dirty Cowgirl' on it. I loved it.

"You don't like it?" he pouted, sticking out his bottom lip and looking at me with wide eyes. Aw, cute.

"I love it Embry, thank you," I said, giving him a hug. It felt like I've known him forever-I had to remind myself I only met him a couple days ago.

"Now you have to actually wear that," he said sternly.

I smiled and put it on my head. "Happy?" I asked.

"Very," he said. He turned to the driver's side and opened my door for me. "M'lady," he said, giving me a little boy.

I rolled my eyes and hopped in. "What a noble knight," I said as he grinned at me. He closed my door and two seconds later he was hopping in the passenger side.

"You know, I could totally get used to wearing hats again," he said as I started the truck.

I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Again?" I asked curiously.

"I used to wear a hat everyday in high school-baseball caps. This is my first time wearing a cowboy hat," he said with a grin.

"Glad I could share the experience with you-and the hat," I said smiling.

"I feel pretty cool wearing it," he said, stretching his arms and cracking his neck as I rolled my eyes. "Now I know why Billy always wears one," he said.

I raised my eyebrows. "Who's Billy?" I asked curiously.

"He's my friend Jake's Dad-he's one of the tribe's Elders," he told me.

I nodded. "Well, obviously he's an awesome person if he could pull off the hat," I said.

"I know, right?" Embry said. "He's pretty cool, I'm sure you'll like him when you meet him," he said offhandedly. I smiled to myself. He's wants me to meet his friends! Now that's a good sign right there.

I was about to say something when my phone started ringing. "You're really popular, aren't you?" Embry asked as I took it out of my pocket.

"Apparently," I muttered as I flipped it open. "Hello?" I answered.

"Kendra!" Bridget yelled instantly.

"Jeez, shatter my ear drums why don't ya?" I said, holding the phone away.

"Well that's what you get for not calling your best friend ever," she said as I rolled my eyes. "How are you doing? Have you heard from the hospital yet? And most importantly-who is this Embry guy your Mom told me about?" she asked slyly.

I groaned. "I almost forgot that privacy was rare in Addison," I said sarcastically.

"Kendra, come on! I need to know these things," she said.

"What did Mom tell you?" I asked.

"Everything," she said, I could hear the smile in her voice.

"Then that's all you need to know," I said. "I'll call you later," I told her.

"Wait!" she said. "Jackson wants to talk to you too," she said.

"Oh, put him on," I said instantly.

"Honey bunches of oats!" he exclaimed as his voice floated through the phone.

"Jackie Chan!" I said back. "How're you doing?" I asked with a grin.

"Oh I'm fine, how're you doing?" he asked slyly.

"I'm great," I said, letting my suspicion seep through my tone.

"He's right next to you, isn't he?" he asked with a smile in his voice.

"And you're psychic," I said. Oh course Mom would tell Jackson too.

"Do you need any guy advice?" he asked.

"Yeah, go find one and I'll ask him," I said with a smirk.

"Hey there, that's crossing the line little missy," he joked.

"The straight one or the slanted?" I asked.

"Kendra May, you are despicable," he said jokingly.

"Who do you think I got that one from?" I asked. Him. That's who. My gay best friend has the best gay jokes. It's not my fault-it's his.

"Fine, you win. But call me later with all the details," he said.

"I will," I promised-not that there was much to tell.

"I'll hunt you don't if you don't," he said. "Bye!"

"Bye," I said before hanging up.

"Who was that?" Embry asked with a cheeky grin.

"My friends Bridget and Jackson," I told him easily.

"How long have you all known each other?" he asked, sounding honestly curious with what I had to say.

"Pfft…since preschool-before then probably," I said with a shrug. "Forever. What about you're friends, you haven't told me about them?" I said.

"Oh, well my friends are complicated," he said with a little laugh.

"Complicated how?" I asked, not even trying to hide my utter curiosity of his life anymore.

"Well, we're all like one huge family," he told me, smiling to himself. "We have our parents; Sam and Emily, who are the most responsible and all that. They look after us and give us all this advice and stuff. Then there are the older siblings of the pack; Paul and his wife Alex are definitely the most protective of all of us. Then, a little less protective but not much is Jared and Kim-but that's just because they're the quietest. Leah and Tony kind of hang off on their own but they do mess around with all of us. And last is all of us 'kids,'" he said, using air quotes.

"Collin and his girlfriend Vi, Jake and Nessie, Brady and his girlfriend Andrea are…complicated," he said, shaking his head to himself. "And then there's me and Seth," he said with a slight grin. "Oh, I count Dane and Les too though-they're Alex's brother and sister and in law. They've definitely become part of the family," he said as if he was talking to himself, a smile on his face the entire time. "And the Elders too-they're like the babysitters who sit in back and watch what's going on and making fun of us when we're not paying attention," he said with a laugh.

I smiled. "They sound great," I said. Definitely the kind of people I could see myself getting along with.

"I'm sure they'd really like you," he said grinning widely at me.

"Well I'd love to meet them," I said easily.

"So I never asked you; why did you decide to come to Washington anyway?" he asked. "Not that I'm not glad you did," he said quickly. "I was just-"

"-It's okay, Em," I interrupted him with a laugh. "I just got my nursing degree and I wanted to see what it was like moving away from the family-see if I could make it on my own and what are you smiling at?" I asked curiously, smiling all the same.

"Nothing," he said easily. "No one's ever called me 'Em' before," he said grinning.

"Do you not like that name, because if you don't-"

"-No, I like it," he assured me quickly. "Continue," he said.

"Well, that's pretty much it," I admitted. "I'm going back for a while this summer as long as it works out but if I don't hear from any of the hospitals I interviewed at I guess I'm going back for good," I said, sighing reluctantly. Two days ago I almost wanted to give up and go home, but now all of a sudden; I can't imagine leaving this place.

"You'll get the job," Embry said certainly.

"How can you know for sure?" I asked curiously.

"Fate has a way of working things out; I've learned that much in last few years," he said with a smile.

"You'll have to tell me all about your magnificent experience with fate one day then," I said grinning. Fate's never been all that kind to me…until now that is.

"Oh, I will," he said with a grin, reaching over and tipping the bill of my hat to the side. "See? You can be a cowgirl and a gangster. What else can you do? Juggle?"

AWWWW!! They're just getting to know each other in these past few chapters so next chapter we'll get to some more…action. BUT-so I won't spoil any of the other stories-I'm going to be writing like crazy with my other three imprint stories before updating this one…unless I cheat. So awesomeness is coming! And yes, Jackson is gay for clarification of that. You'll have a good laugh when Embry meets all of her friends:D Please REVIEW and tell me favorite parts, lines, something!