On patrol, Paul and Quil thought it was odd that Jake was silent. More than once they called his name in their minds to insure he was, in fact, still running with them. Ever since she was kidnapped last year, his mind hasn't not thought about her once. They definitely needed to inform Sam of this so he could figure out what was wrong with the pack's beta.

"Jake?" Quil thought, one last time. "Jake, are you alright? You're too quiet…"

There was a silence before a picture flashed before their eyes. Both stopped short and tried to search for more information only for Jake to block them out again. It didn't matter to either Quil or Paul, though, because they'd seen it; seen her, whoever she was. Their patrol was coming to an end so Quil told Paul he was heading over to Sam's to talk to him about something. Nodding his wolf head, Paul went to complete another quick lap before he, too, left.

Quil Ateara arrived in front of the Uley house in a matter of minutes. "Sam?" he called, rapping his knuckles on the door. "Sam, I need-" he was cut short when a tired looking Sam Uley opened the door and glared at the boy on the other side.

"Come in and keep quiet, Emily's asleep," he said, rubbing a hand over his face before closing the door after Quil entered. He slumped in the armchair as he waited for the boy to take a seat across from him on the small love seat. "Now, what is it?"

The boy sat on the edge of his seat and ran a hand through his hair quickly. "We were on patrol with Jacob, Paul and I, but Jacob was quiet. He didn't think about anything and he put up a mental block to keep us out. So I asked him what was wrong and all of a sudden this girl who looks almost identical to Samantha pops into his thoughts. Before either of us could find out anything the block went back up," he explained in a bit of a rush.

Sam sat still, staring off into space behind Quil's head as he tried to completely understand what he'd just been told. The girl wasn't Samantha but he was sure that in Jacob's eyes the slightest differences could and would be over looked. Without moving his eyes or head, he spoke up. "Do you know where he saw her?" he asked, furrowing his eyebrows slightly.

Quil furrowed his in return, trying to think back to the small several second clip to see if he could spot anything to pin point where they were. "Behind her, there's a large square doorway and a glass pull down door…the garage!" he realized, quieting down after seeing the look he was being shot. "Jake must have met her while at the garage."

"One of us is going to have to keep an eye on it tomorrow and if she shows up, follow her wherever," Sam said, standing from his chair.

"Follow her, why? I don't understand…"

Sam sighed loudly. "I don't trust this; something seems too fishy for her to be here without a motive. Whatever it is, we're going to have to find out."

Jacob drove his Rabbit into work, treating the day like any other. He sulked into the shop, pulling the garage door and heading over to the counter to check the phone. Once realizing there were no messages, he scanned the papers strewn messily around to see if anybody was coming in today. His breathing hitched when he realized that her car was still in the back, waiting to be checked out.

He pulled off his plaid button up and hung it on the coat rack in the back office. After grabbing a rag and sticking it in his back pocket, he walked into the garage and looked at the two cars idly sitting there.

Casually walking towards the tool box pressed against the back wall, he pulled a wrench and screwdriver from one of the top shelves. With his tools in his hands, he headed towards the green Bug and started a routine check up until he concluded what the problem was.

He did the same thing to the VW Bug that he'd done to the Chevy Comaro the day before; changed the oil. After hearing someone enter the shop, he wiped his hands on the rag he pulled from his back pocket and smiled when he saw that it was her.

"Did you find out what was wrong with it?" she asked in her angelic voice, taking off her hat and wringing it in her hands; leaving her dark sunglasses in place.

Jacob's smile almost reached his eyes as he watched her bite her lip subtly. "You were low on oil and needed to change the filter. It's all ready though, I'll pull it out front for you if you give me a second," he replied, pulling her key ring off the rack on the wall.

"How much do I owe you?"

He slowed his pace and through of a reasonable price to charge her. Although he'd love to cut the price in half, he didn't know how he'd replace the money for when his boss came back. "$20 should be just fine, ma'am."

"Surely that can't be the price," she said, stopping him before he walked into the garage to get her car. "If you won't accept any more money there has to be something I can do or someplace I can take you. How about lunch in Port Angeles?"

His eyes widened a bit at the offer and he took his time turning around to face her. "Just the money's fine," he replied, twirling the keys around his finger absentmindedly.

"Are you sure?" she pressed as she stood against the counter. "Cause it would be no big deal, I have to head up that way anyways to go to work."

"Ugh, I wish she would just leave already," Paul groaned, leaning against a tree in his human form. "You can only be turned down so many times before your suggestions become pathetic and needy."

Sam shook his head and stood from his crouching position in the bushes near the road. "I don't like how she keeps pressing to get him to go. It's fishy, do any of you smell anything out of the ordinary?" he asked as he sniffed the air around them.

After a few seconds, they all shook their heads confirming that the area was free of leeches and werewolves who may have stumbled onto their land. The alpha groaned in frustration before focusing his attention back on his beta and the unknown girl. She was trying, again, to get him to agree to lunch in Port Angeles and he could see Jake pause to contemplate the pros and cons.

A small smile pulled up the corners of Sam's lips when he watched Jacob shake his head, denying her once more. Embry and Jared snickered at the sight of her slumped shoulders and her nails tapping the counter in frustration. Jacob pulled the Bug out of the garage and struggle to get out of it, causing the boys to stifle their laughter.

They watched as he handed her the keys, only for her to hold onto his hand. She made one last feeble attempt at getting him to come along with her and all the boys held their breath because they couldn't see his face. Sam crept forward, preparing to run interference when he stopped short, hearing Jake speak.

"I'm…flattered by your persistence…," he trailed off, pulling his hand from her grip quickly. "But I have a girlfriend who'll be returning home…shortly. She's the love of my life and, although you have physical similarities to her, no one will come between us. Sorry."

She left shortly afterwards, slamming the driver's side door quite hard before she sped off. Sam motioned for Paul and Jared to follow her and see what she's all about. The two boys phased quickly and bolted after the car using the tree cover to hide their massive bodies.

Sam headed to his nearby truck, hopping in quickly so he could follow her as well; Seth in the passenger seat with him. As he passed Quil and Embry, he waved his hand for them to go into the shop and talk to their friend.

The two boys slipped their hands into the pockets of their cut off jeans. Instead of walking into the store, they headed into the garage with large smiles on their faces. Jacob was under the hood of Samantha's Comaro with a bunch of tools scattered around at arm's length.

"What're you doing?" Embry asked after a few moments' silence. Once he heard a thump under the hood his smirk grew tenfold and Quil had to stifle his laughter.

Jacob emerged on the creeper with a hand holding his head. His eye was squinted as he removed his hand, giving his friends the best glare he could under those circumstances. "What do you guys want?" he grumbled, standing to his full height.

Quil leaned against a small tool box and tried to keep his balance when it rolled away from him. His face remained serious as he looked at some things around the room to hide his embarrassment. Embry laughed and wacked him on the back before staring at Samantha's car.

"We just came to stop by and see what you were doing to the Comaro when we saw a girl who looked a lot like Canada drive off in a green Bug," he smiled knowingly at his buddy as he leaned against the black Comaro. "So…who was she?"

"Do you recognize this area at all, Sam?" Seth asked, watching the Bug pull into the parking lot of an abandoned warehouse. He saw Paul and Jared sitting on their haunches at the edge of the tree cover.

Sam Uley grumbled about him only knowing that they're in Port Angeles. He parked the truck far enough away that they could see and hear what was going on but they could remain hidden. Rolling down his window, Sam sniffed the air and bunched up his nose when he caught the scent he was familiar with.

The girl stepped from her car and was greeted by a man in a dark hood and pants. He grunted, asking where he was. She stumbled over her answer and told him that Jake had a girl already. With a growl, he tossed her into the wall and told her that he knew that and wanted him because he's in love with her.

A growl rolled up Sam's throat as he gripped the steering wheel tighter, continuing to watch them. "Bloody leeches!" he grumbled angrily.