Hello, hello, hello!

Alright, in this chapter, we have...

Drama, I guess.

Quil and Jacob are upset with Audrey right now, but something will change...

Hint, hint, nudge, nudge, wink, wink. ;)

Enjoy, my beautiful readers!

Or at least I assume you're beautiful, or handsome, or... you know what I mean.

I'm awkward, folks.

- EasyIsTheDescent

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight and its characters.

If I owned it, Bella would actually have this thing called a personality, and perhaps a backbone, too.

Not that I'm bashing her or anything. No offense to anyone.

Not much, anyways.


If I had thought Monday was hard, Wednesday was unbearable.

Embry came back to school on Wednesday, which Paul told me was incredible because it took a lot of calmness to overpower the phasing, and I immediately knew we were going to have a problem.

I drove Embry and Paul to school, and Paul warned him it was best not even to look over at Quil and Jake.

Embry and I took a deep breath, Paul nodding in encouragement.

When we got out of the truck, I instantly saw Quil and Jake look over at us, but their expressions fell into ones of shock and horror when Embry got out behind us.

I could understand why. He went from Shy Embry to Sasquatch Embry.

"Come on, Embry," I whispered, taking his arm and sparing one last glance at the boy's betrayed faces before Paul and I all but dragged Embry to the school.

Paul glanced from Embry to me, and I nodded.

We pulled him into a janitor's closet, where he began breathing erratically.

"I don't think I can do this, guys," He moaned, "I've been friends with them since kindergarten, I can't-"

"Embry," Paul said softly, "It's for the best, and it's for their safety."

"Oh yeah?" Embry asked, jabbing a finger towards me violently, "And what about her? Where is her safety, Paul?"

He seemed to have struck a nerve, as, for once in his life, Paul Lahote had been stricken speechless.

"You know how we told you about imprinting?"

Embry nodded, confused, before his eyes widened, pointing an accusing finger at Paul. "You, you imprinted on Audrey, who's like my sister-"

"Yeah," Paul admitted, glancing at me with a wink, and Embry gagged.

"Lovely," He muttered, "That is just f-"

"Embry," I warned, and he put up his hands in defense. "Okay," I took a deep breath, looking from him to Paul, "Are we ready?"

Embry nodded weakly, and we emerged from the janitor's closet, Embry and Paul heading in one direction while I headed in the other.

When I got to class, I claimed a seat in the back, pulling out my notebook as Kim came to sit beside me, Jared in tow.

"Uh oh," Jared muttered, and the two of us turned to him in question. I was actually attempting to write, while Kim seemed to be blushing at the arm Jared draped around her shoulder.

"What?"

Jared didn't answer as the door opened then, and Quil glanced around the classroom, taking a seat on the opposite side of the room from where the three of us sat and ignoring my eyes.

Though, he did send Jared a threatening glare that made even the big bad wolf shiver in fear.

"This is going to be a long day," I groaned, and Kim squeezed my hand comfortingly, while I just mentally prepared myself for the long weeks that were to come.


It turns out things got interesting real quick.

One day while Kim and I were out shopping, I spotted Jacob and his dad, Billy, in the distance.

Jake I ignored completely, afraid I would do something stupid, but Billy seemed to have different ideas.

"Good afternoon, ladies," He greeted, and Kim and I smiled at him in greeting, each lugging around heavy bags.

"Audrey, can I speak to you for a second?" Billy asked, and I nodded, walking a little ways away from Kim, Billy wheeling after me in his old wheelchair.

I turned to face him. "Yes Billy?"

He smiled fondly. "I heard you were imprinted on by Paul, hmm?"

I nodded. "Yeah, that's me." I confirmed, and Billy seemed unsurprised, though I knew he was a Quileute council member before I learned about the pack, so that wasn't a big deal.

"You deserve to be happy, Audrey," He promised, and I smiled, squeezing his hand in a friendly gesture.

"What's on your mind?"

"I know you have connections to the pack," I nodded, "Jake has been showing… signs, and I've been warning him about phasing, but you know he doesn't believe in that stuff."

"So what can I do?"

"If he phases," Billy took a deep breath, as if the thought pained him, "I want you to help him. He's missed you terribly, you and Embry."

"I miss him too," I murmured, and Billy smiled apologetically.

"Thank you, Audrey."

"No problem, Billy," I promised, and he rolled away, off to track down Jacob, probably for a ride.

"What's up?" Kim asked, and we started walking towards the parking lot, our arms weighed down heavily.

"He's worried about Jake phasing," I whispered in her ear, and she nodded seriously.

"That's understandable."

"It's just been such a mess," I groaned, running a hand through my hair, "I mean, Quil and Jake hate me, Embry is moping around…"

"And you?"

I paused. "Me? I… I don't know."

Kim giggled. "Well that's you, isn't it? Not worrying about your own feelings? You know, you are far too self-sacrificing for your own good."

"I'm just a giving person," I amended, and she rolled her eyes as I thankfully spotted her car in the distance.

"So how is Paul?" She asked, and I shrugged.

"He's good. It's so much easier being around him, now-"

"That you both know the other loves you?"

"Yeah, pretty much. It's just so weird, wrapping my head around the fact that he's like... completely dedicated to me, what with the imprint." I admitted, and Kim sighed, the two of us all but throwing the bags into the backseat, stretching out our aching muscles.

"If there is one thing you, Audrey Lockwood, have always been oblivious to, it's the people who love you."

"Yeah, well, I didn't know very many for a long time," I muttered, and Kim took my hand, squeezing it as she sped out of the parking lot.

We left our bags in Kim's car when we got to Emily and Sam's, walking in to the sweet aroma of baking.

"Girls, if you want cookies, you better hurry!" Emily called, and when we walked in the kitchen, Kim's eyes narrowed in disapproval.

"Emily Young, we invited you to come shopping, and you told us you had to work!" She exclaimed as I felt Paul's arms wrap around my waist.

"I did have a class today," Emily defended, "I only just got back. I wanted to be here when Sam got off of patrol."

"Crap!" Embry jumped up, "I forgot that I start like, right now."

"Don't worry about it," Paul assured him, "You get used to it soon enough, it just takes time."

"Sounds great," Embry muttered, and he pulled Emily in a one-armed hug, pressing his lips to my forehead quickly before he ran out the back door.

"That kid has a major touching problem," Paul muttered, and Jared nodded in agreement, burying his face in Kim's shoulder as she giggled.

"He's just a little touch-oriented," I defended, "There's no problem with that." Paul snorted from behind me.

"You just like contact from handsome guys."

"Someone sounds jealous," I commented, turning around to wrap my arms around his neck, "And that would be completely unnecessary."

"Really," Paul murmured, and he kissed me, before Jared obnoxiously cleared his throat.

"Get a room, Casanova."

"And not here," Emily added, "Sam is coming home now. Go feed yourselves, children, I'm busy."

I rolled my eyes, and I placed a kiss on Emily's scarred cheek before we walked out of the house and left.


I was scrubbing at a dish furiously, trying to ignore the constant clinking of a beer bottle against the coffee table.

"Audrey, get me another one!" My father ordered, and I ignored him, continuing with the dishes.

I yelped in pain as someone grabbed me by my hair, the plate slipping out of my hand and shattering on the ground.

"You listen to me when I'm talking to you," Daniel Lockwood ordered, his eyes filled with a drunken rage.

"I hear you loud and clear," I hissed, and I stood up, wiping off my clothes with a determined motion. "Could you ever pretend, even for a second, that you loved me at all?"

I knew he was drunk and it was useless, but it still hurt when he shook his head angrily. "No one likes you," He slurred, "You are just like your mother, Audrey Lockwood. Never forget that."

And he grabbed a beer from the fridge, walking upstairs to his room, leaving me to slide down onto the kitchen floor with tears in my eyes.

"Audrey!" A frantic, familiar voice whispered, "Audrey, wake up!"

"Paul?" I groaned, and I opened my eyes, meeting the handsome, concerned face that was looming above my own.

"What's wrong?" He asked anxiously, "I was on the couch, and… you started screaming."

"I'm all right," I muttered, "I've gotten used to it lately."

"Don't worry," Paul murmured, wrapping his arms around me and stroking my hair. "You're okay."

"I figured," I muttered, and Paul kissed my forehead.

He went to stand, and I grabbed his arm before I acknowledged what I was doing exactly. "Don't go."

He raised an eyebrow. "To the sofa, right outside your room?"

"I just meant…" I paused, "You could stay here if you'd like. I just-"

"Move over," Paul rolled his eyes, and I scooted to the side, allowing Paul to climb in next to me, his high body temperature warming my frozen skin.

"I love you," He whispered, wrapping an arm around my waist, and I smiled.

"I love you too."

The next day, Saturday, I ordered the boys to give Sam and Emily a break, which resulted in myself providing dinner for Paul, Embry, Jared, Kim, and I.

Not that I minded. I loved taking care of the pack.

Maybe imprints were more important than I thought.

"Audrey!" Jared yelled, "Where do you want this?"

I walked away from my post at the kitchen stove, leaning out the front door with Kim peering over my shoulder.

Jared, Paul, and Embry were currently carrying different pieces of a bistro set Kim and I had found (practically free, you've got to love shopping with the coupon maniac that is Kim) with bored expressions, and Jared looked annoyed.

Hey, you have to earn the food.

"In the back, on the patio," I replied, motioning around the side of the house with an amused smirk on my face.

Jared groaned, but his spirits seemed to lift when Kim blew him a flirty kiss, Embry gagging.

"Very good plan, Kim," Paul approved, and she shrugged, smirking triumphantly as I went to go check on the meal that was currently in the oven.

Later that night, after Embry had gone on patrol, Kim, Jared, Paul, and I had curled up on the sofa, watching a movie with a bowl of popcorn the size of a small television.

My phone rang, and I reached across Paul, snatching it up from the coffee table and walking just outside of the living room.

"Cell Block Nine?"

"Audrey?" A familiar voice, Billy's, asked on the other end, and I turned serious at the frantic edge in his voice.

"Billy? What's wrong, are you okay?"

"Not really, Ree." He admitted grimly, "It's Jake. I need you to tell the pack that he's phasing."

I felt my jaw drop, and I hung up, already grabbing my keys.

I jogged to the front door, where Paul and Jared were already waiting, causing me to pause in surprise.

"You really think we couldn't hear?" Paul asked, an eyebrow raised.

I sighed, huffing impatiently. "It was worth a shot, now move."

Paul's amused look faded. "There is no f-"

"Audrey," Jared said, a pleading note in his voice, "Just stay here and take care of Kimmie, please?"

I sighed, nodding. I went to hand him my keys, but Paul shook his head, a wide grin on his face. "We're faster without it."

And the two were gone.

I walked back into the living room, where Kim was looking out the back door with a worried expression. I wrapped an arm around her shoulders in a comforting motion. "Let's finish that movie, shall we?"

She smiled, nodding weakly. We ended up sleeping on the sofa that night, Kim wearing a pair of my pajamas, our heads at opposite ends of the couch and our feet intertwined.

I woke to the front door opening the next morning, and I got up silently, not wanting to disturb Kim, meeting an exhausted Paul on the front porch.

He looked terrible. There were dark circles under his eyes, and he was covered in dirt and blood.

"Oh my God-"

"It's not that bad," He interrupted, "All the wounds are healed, I just need a good shower."

"Did Jake do this?" I gasped, and Paul nodded tiredly.

"I was the first person he decided to test his new abilities on, and I have a feeling you were the main instigator in that one."

"Of course," I muttered angrily, "How is he?"

Paul sighed. "Not too well. He hates being a wolf, he hates vampires, and most importantly, he hates not being able to see the leech lover. Oh, he hates me too," Paul added, and I groaned.

"I need to see him."

"Hell no," Paul growled, "He's much worse than Embry was, Ree."

"Which is why he needs me," I reminded him persistently, and he shook his head, just as Jared walked out of the house supporting a sleepy Kim.

"I better get her home," He announced, and with a grim smile at me and Paul, he led her to her car and they drove off.

"Go take a shower," I ordered, turning to Paul, "One more look at you covered in blood and I may have a panic attack."

Paul rolled his eyes, but he walked inside, myself following suit.

After a hot shower, I found something for Paul to eat before I made him go to sleep, and he protested, but he fell asleep quick.

Perfect chance.

I grabbed my keys, not even feeling slightly remorseful (God, I was a horrible imprint), climbing in my truck and driving down to the little red house that was Jacob's.

Billy answered the door with a weary expression that only brightened slightly when he saw me. "I don't think you're supposed to be here."

"You know me, Billy," I smirked, "I don't follow the rules."

Billy sighed. "He's down on the beach."

I nodded, walking away, and ten minutes later I found Jake, sitting on a fallen tree with an angry expression.

"Jake?" I called softly, and he looked up with a scowl.

"You, Audrey Lockwood," He growled, "Are the last person I want to see."

"Now that's not true," I murmured, sitting beside him, "You understand now why I did what I did, why Embry did it."

We sat there in silence, angry on Jake's part, before Jake spoke up. "I won't be able to see her. I may hurt her."

I instantly knew he meant Bella.

I wrapped my arms around him tightly, and he didn't object, for once in our entire friendship.

"I know Jake," I whispered, "I know."


Okay, one more thing I wanted to bring up.

To answer a question, this story is not a crossover. I will be the first to admit I love The Vampire Diaries, and when I was trying to find a last name for Audrey, I thought of werewolves, and then I thought of TVD...

Bam, Lockwood popped into my head.

So, on that note, review, review, and review some more!

Love you! Besitos!