Author's Note:

Okay, well, here is another update for you all. I apologize for the long wait, I have been on vacation in South Carolina for the last week, so I didn't have any time to update. Make sure to review, and I hope you enjoy it. And to those of you who did review, thanks so much, and be sure to keep reviewing. To those of you who read the story and don't review, please review! Anyways, lots of fluffy goodness in this one. Read on Quil and Claire lovers, read on!

And if your'e interested in what Quil and Claire from my story look like, I uploaded the pictures on my photobucket account. The url is .com/albums/gg509/Mojohd16/

If youv'e seen the Twilight movies, I have the same Quil that is in them. Claire is different from her actress in Breaking Dawn, well, obviously because she is an adult in my story. Check it out!

Okay, okay, enough blabbering.

Happy Reading!

Dear Stephanie Meyer,

I really, really, really wish that I could convince you to share Twilight with me.

I do not own anything Twilight related.

What day is it? And in what month?

This clock never seemed so alive

I can't keep up and I can't back down

I've been losing so much time

-You and Me, Lifehouse

Ch.10 Making Up For Lost Time

"Are you sure Claire? I mean, you haven't seen me since you were like, seven. I don't want you getting scared", Quil said seriously, looking at me with an assesive expression. I could not believe he was treating me like a child.

"You have to be kidding me, Quil. I'm not a baby. I think I can handle seeing a wolf", I muttered, shifting my body so that I was barely touching him. I felt his muscles tighten.

"I'm not trying to treat you like a baby, Claire. Trust me, I know your'e not a baby anymore. But, it's just that I finally got you back, and I really don't want to scare you away. It'll kill me", he whispered softly into my ear, and I couldn't doubt the honesty in his words.

Emily and the kids suddenly disappeared, and I was thankful she was giving us a little privacy. I turned my head to face him. His chocolate eyes were hesitant and pained. They reminded me of a wounded puppy's. God.

"You won't scare me away, okay? I won't leave you. Ever", I stated sternly, trying as hard as I could to make him believe me. He had to. He had to trust me.

He seemed really torn and I could see him debating in his mind. His eyebrows were furrowed, his mind deeply engrossed in thought.

"Okay, I'll go phase right now, but you need to remember one thing," he paused, making sure I was fully listening, "look into my eyes."

With that, he stood up and set me down on the floor gently, almost as if I weighed nothing. He kissed my forehead and headed out to the back door and into the backyard. I watched as his muscular figure vanished into the forest, nervously waiting for my chocolate wolf to emerge.

I mean, I really did want to see the wolf again, I was just slightly worried that I was just imagining everything. I just needed to see it, somehow prove to myself that he was real and that I wasn't dreaming or something. That, and I knew it would make Quil happy to know that I loved both sides of his life. Human and wolf.

Suddenly, I saw a few of the outerlying tree branches rustle. My breath caught as the dark brown, silky fur materialized in between the emerald leaves.

Two giant paws graciously padded the grass as I stepped outside to greet my wolf. He covered the distance that seperated us in a matter of a couple seconds. His large body remained about ten feet away from me, and I made eye contact. It was him. His chocolate brown eyes were the same.

I smiled, attempting to let him know that I wasn't afraid or scared of him. I slowly walked towards his massive body, and I think I saw a small grin form on his face. He knelt down onto the ground so that I could pet his head.

I ran my fingers through his warm and smooth fur, letting the feeling tingle through my fingers. He let out a small purring sound, telling me that my petting felt good. I softly laid my head against his neck. He still smelled like human-Quil, too, which was also reassuring.

We sat together like that for a long time, simply listening to each other's steady breathing.

The rare, bright sun was beating down on us from it's place in the sky, warming our bodies. Quil was probably burning up with his dark fur attracting the heat.

"You can phase back now, if you want", I mumbled, pushing my body off the grass and standing up. My wolf stood up, too, towering over me by a good four feet or so. He nuzzled my neck softly, eyeing me the entire time, before walking slowly back towards the woods.

"Quil?" I whispered, knowing he would hear me.

His head whipped around, his chocolate eye's connecting with mine immediately.

"Thanks", I whispered, letting a large smile cross my face.

Quil smiled back, without showing his sharp teeth. Then he proceeded back into the trees.

Minutes later my Quil reappeared, pulling his shirt over his head as he made his way over to me. A huge grin was plastered unto his face, and I couldn't help but smiling, too.

"You wouldn't believe what I just saw", I said, feigning shock.

"What?" He asked, playing along.

"This huge wolf. He was gonna eat me, I swear!" I exclaimed theatrically, overexaggerating my facial expressions. Quil let out a little chuckle, but regained his composure.

"Do you know what happens to girls that cry wolf?" He asked, a fake frown composing his demeanor.

"What?" I asked, honestly a little curious.

"They are tickled to death!" He yelled, his large hands coming to my stomach before I had a chance to react. I couldn't stop laughing as he tickled me to the ground.

After a few minutes of the tickle-fest, and my stomach ached from laughing so much, I sat comfortably in his warm lap. He was softly running his fingers through my bobbed hair, and my fingers were playing with a thick piece of grass that I had picked off the ground.

"Really though, thanks Quil. It meant a lot to me", I whispered, running my fingers along the strip of grass.

"I'm glad you weren't scared of me", he whispered back, his fingers brushing the skin on my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

"Quil have you ever dated anyone? I mean, while I was gone", I asked casually, although the question had been toying with me for awhile now.

It really shouldn't be such a big deal, right? I've been gone for thirteen years of his life, I wouldn't blame him for wanting some sort of relationship. But the idea of him dating someone else, it actually made my stomach churn. He was mine.

"No. After you left, I just kind of fell into a hole. The guys, mostly Jake and Embry, tried to get me to go on a few blind dates and all that jazz, but it didn't feel right. I could see the girl in front of me, but I didn't feel anything towards her. It was like I was staring at a rock. They were there, but that was about it", he mumbled, his chest rumbling softly against my back.

I truly felt an immense amount of relief from his words. It was nice to know that I was his one and only. Even when I was away for thirteen years, he remained loyal. If only I could say the same for myself...

"Um, Claire, I know I already asked you, but you never had the chance to answer. Uh, with you and Dylan..." He asked, his voice soft and wavering. My muscles tightened when I realized what he was talking about.

"Oh, um, I remember. Yeah. We did", I mumbled, utterly embarassed. Here Quil was, all innocent and true and completely loyal to me, and here I was telling him that I wasn't.

I didn't need to face him to know how disappointed he was. His hands left my hair.

"I'm really sorry", I whispered, splitting the strand of grass in half with my fingers. I couldn't look Quil in the eye, not after I just admitted that I wasn't a virgin.

"No, don't be. It's not your fault. I guess I was just being stupid. I had this unrealistic idea in my head that I was gonna be your first and all that. It was dumb", he muttered, almost as if he was talking to himself rather than me.

"It's not dumb. It's sweet", I whispered, plucking a new strand of grass.

"I'm not a virgin, either", he softly said, his voice dripping with regret. I kind of figured he wasn't. I mean, he imprinted on me when he was like, seventeen with a hot body, so I wouldn't doubt his virginity being lost by then.

"I sort of guessed."

"Claire?"

"Hmm?" I wondered, twisting the strands of grass together.

"Do you believe that everything happens for a reason?" He asked, his warm hands finding my hair again.

Well, up until a couple days ago, I didn't. Now, there was no doubt in my mind.

"Yeah", I answered back.

"So do I."

What did you think? Let me know! Comment please, I love to read them! Plus, if you checked out my Claire/Quil photobucket characters, what do you think of 'em?

P.S. If your'e looking for more Quil/Claire fanfiction, check out WaNderLuSt2. She has a good story titled, "The Warren Sisters", and it's a great read. Check it out!