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This chapter is a flashback, continuing form the previous chapter….Yeah

Thank you for reading

It might be crappy…Just warning you!

Quil P.O.V.

Michelle arrived on time with little Claire walking along side her. I was practically jumping out of my skin at this time. So long since I had seen Claire! Too long to be exact!

Hugs and kisses were thrown here and there. I was the only Pack member that was here besides Sam. All the others weren't as excited as I was. I mean, I don't know why. Claire is adorable. She is like a little doll. We went into the living room and sat on the various couches. Sam and Holden, Michelle's husband, talked animatedly about some project. Emily and Michelle were exchanging recipes already. Man, they were talking about some Ham, Beef, and steak. I'm glad I didn't have drool running down my chin.

Claire bounced on Michelle's knee. Her hair was in two ponytails already down to her shoulder. Two pink bows were on each of them. For some reason I could tell she didn't like them too much. They way she pouted every time Michelle tightened them up. I know it is rude to stare but I couldn't stop looking at Claire. She had grown so much!

"Quil," Claire said suddenly.

She was looking at me curiously. I guess all my phone calls have not been forgotten by this Little Angel. "Yeah," I smiled.

"I'm going to be six!" She smiled happily. With that being said she tried to jump off of Michelle's knees. "Mommy I want to talk to somebody. Pu-weez!" She pouted like a puppy. "You got Aunt Emily and Uncle Sam and Daddy. Quil is lonely."

"Ok, Sweetie." She let her down and watched as she walked over to me.

"She is so cute," Emily added.

"Quil, why do you call so much?" Claire asked once she was seated next to me on the couch. "Do you like Mommy? If you do Daddy will be really mad. Then he'll turn red." By this time everyone had looked my way. I saw all of them muffle their laughter.

"I call to see how you are doing Claire."

"Really? So that is why you always want to speak to me?" She put her little hand under her chin as is she was pondering this.

I couldn't help but laugh. "Right."

"Are you going to be at my party?"

"Yes I am."

"Good, because I like you. You are like my big brother!" She jumped off the seat next to me. Rubbing her eyes she went up to her mother again. "I'm sleepy."

Michelle took her in the room followed by Holden. Emily sat next to me and motherly took my hand. "Awww," I flushed.

Holden, Michelle, Sam, Emily and I stayed up longer talking. Michelle seemed interested in me. As ins he was asking me all these questions about my schooling, my job, where do I live, how old am I. Holden had to stop her or she would had my whole life story. But, I didn't blame her. She barely knew me. Sam and Emily never told her of the Pack or my imprinting. I guess they are waiting for a better time. No telling when that will be. When it was late enough, around 2:00 am to be exact, I headed home. I had work tomorrow and I couldn't be sleeping on the job. Yeah, I type things. Boring, but when you type at about ninety word-a-minute, you get paid a pretty penny.

As I lay in my bed, looking up at the ceiling. I tried to remember the feeling I had when Claire smiled my way. I felt like a proud parent. It was weird. She was a part of me. When she first got here I felt whole again. It will hard when she leaves.

The phone rang beside me. Sleepily I answered, "Quil. Wake up and come to the clearing. Claire isn't here."

I was out of bed and getting some clothes on before the covers hit the floor. All I heard was Claire isn't here. That meant Claire was out in the cold right now. That meant she was alone with no other. That meant she could die. Dread washed over me.

I made it to the clearing before the other wolves.

Sam, when did she go missing? I couldn't hide the emotions inside of me.

About three hours ago. Michelle went to check on her and she was gone.

I'm on it.

The others will be here shortly.

I don't care! I answered furiously.

I took off running into the forest. I knew her scent like my own. I knew Sam was worried. I had seen the images of Michelle crying rivers. I saw Holden holding her close to keep her from running into the forest going to find her. Emily was also crying, it was her idea to call me first. I shook my head.

I had to keep focus. I sniffed the earth, finding no scent.

Ten minutes later I was still without a trail.

We are here.

Quil, she will be found.

Dude, everything is alright.

I tried to keep in mind their support was only to help. But all it was doing was annoying the hell out of me! I just wanted Claire here! She can't be dead. Please, don't let her life end here.

That is when I heard a cry. Claire, I thought as I pushed myself to go faster. It was a mile away, an easy five minute run without a trail. The cry sounded again. It was right near me! Claire, hang on.

Finally, I found the trail. It was fresh which means she was moving. Not very far from the strength of the scent. Keeping my nose to the ground, I emerged in a place thick with foliage. With my huge body I went through it easily.

There, sitting on the damp ground was my Claire. He tear stained face looked up as me with such fear I almost melted. I could change in front of her. I found her. Two miles east the Road. I told everyone. They would be here soon.

"I want to go home!" She screamed.

I couldn't answer her. I lowered my ears and tail, whining a little. She stopped crying, looking me in the eyes curiously. I inched closer, trying to convey I wouldn't hurt her.

"Doggy," she reached out to pet me.

This is one time I was glad she had such a short attention span. I lowered my head so she could at me head. She did so gently. I shivered at her touch. She was freezing! I lay down so she could cuddle next to me.

She sat next to me, leaning into my fur for warmth.

She is alive. Only a few scratches were on her arms and legs. My Claire was fine. The joy that washed over me was unbelievable. If I would have lost her I think I would have just went too. Nothing in this world has as much meaning as Claire.

I heard her steady breathing. Her eyes were clothes and she clung to me. Love you.

After that night I stayed close to Claire. For the whole week she visited, I would sleep on Emily and Sam's couch. Nothing like that was going to happen again. Nothing.

Every night Claire would want a story. Yeah, I'm not the most creative person in this here world, but I did my best. Most of the time she ended up finishing it up for me with a Powerpuff Gilr coming to the rescue. (What is a Powerpuff Girl?) Her new nickname for me is 'Doggy' Ha, so fitting. When she told me this I got nervous she knew I was the wolf that night. Then she said:

"You are warm like the big doggy that I met in the woods. So I call you Doggy!"

Gotta love this kid.