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"Be careful." I pleaded, holding Paul in a death grip.

"I have to go, Jae." Paul whispered, grabbing my chin in his hands and making me look up at him. "I'll be careful. And don't leave Emily's." He leaned down to give me a soft, sweet, kiss. We poured all our heart out in that kiss, a kiss that only lasted a few seconds. "I love you, Jae."

"I love you, too, Paul." And then all the imprints were alone, staring into the woods where our men left.

"Come on girls, we should head inside." Emily's broken voice said as she gently pushed Kim, Bella, and I to the direction of the door.

"Girls," I guess it was Emily's turn to give the speech. "I know what it's like to be worried, to think they'll never come back. I have a lot more experience than you guys, but there is one key thing to help you get through it.

"They love us more than their own lives, and they fight thinking of our faces. Do you honestly think they'll lose? That they'll give up? That they will never come back?

"I don't know what you guys think. But I hope that all your thoughts to those questions were no. I'm going to go cook right now, it calms me, and the guys will most likely be hungry when they come back." She said that with confidence, like she knew they would definitely come back.

Bella got up, silently, took her over night bag, and went to the bathroom. Kim, already in her pajamas, made a bed for herself on the couch and began to listen to her iPod, tears still coming out. I walked over to Kim and moved her so her head was on my lap. She looked at me quizzically, but I just hummed and played with her hair, hoping she will fall asleep.

Bella came out a few moments later in the pajamas I bought her a while back. The pajama pants were plaid, navy and yellow, she had on a plain, tight, yellow shirt and yellow booty slippers. The couch we were on was huge, so Bella laid on the other side of me and put her head on the remaining space left on my lap.

"Do you think they'll come back?" Bella asked softly, as I started playing with her hair as well.

I thought about Emily's speech. She didn't give it to comfort herself, but us. Emily's a very strong person, she'd rather see herself in pain, working her ass off in the kitchen, than see us hurting. There's no way in hell she can't feel worried, but she put that aside for our sake.

"They're strong, Bella." I finally decided to answer. I couldn't say yes and I couldn't say no, because either way I look at it I'm not sure myself.

Bella's face contorted into a mask of confusion, but she didn't act on it. I started humming again, and in a few minutes the girls were both sound asleep. I carefully got up, putting a big pillow under both their heads and headed to the kitchen.

Emily was running around with an apron on. There was a million things on the table, ranging from chocolate chip cupcake mix to carrots for a beef stew she started on the oven. She was like the energy bunny, and I had to laugh. She looked up surprised but smiled when she noticed it was just me.

"Hey sweety, not tired?" She asked, resuming to mix the ingredients to make the cupcakes. I walked over to her and took over what she was doing. She nodded her thanks and went to the stew.

"No, can't fall asleep." I admitted, adding in a few more chocolate chips.

"Same." She laughed, tasting what she made so far. "What do you think, Jae? Does it need more salt?" She asked, giving me a spoon of the sauce.

Emily's food was fantastic, so I wasn't surprised that the stew was just right. "It's perfect, Em."

"Good, it's Sam's favorite." She smiled, starting, yet, another meal.

"You're crazy, Em." I muttered, rolling my eyes and putting the cupcakes in the oven. "What do I do now? I'm telling you, I can make a beast lasagna."

She rolled her eyes and pointed to the top cabinet. "Everything you need is in there."

Emily was right after all, cooking does keep you distracted, until, of course, there's nothing else to cook. We finished at one, and were exhausted. Emily and I made our way into the living room where Bella and Kim were asleep.

"You and I can lay here, it's a pull out bed." She whispered, slowly pulling the bed out of the couch. "The boys usually crash here, since their always running patrols and need a quick rest. I don't mind though, they're good boys."

After we situated ourselves on the bed she asked me something so personal.

"Do you want to know how I got these scars?" She asked, running a finger over the scars. I shook my head no, but didn't say anymore. I've always been curious, but not even I had enough balls to ask her.

"It wasn't Sam's fault. I provoked him and he was still getting used to being a wolf." Sam did this? "Did you know that Leah and Sam were in a steady relationship before I showed up, before he phased?"

"Yeah – to an extent. I asked Paul why she was so mean and seemed to have a grudge against Sam. He told me about the love triangle, but wouldn't get into further details. Something about alpha orders and not his story to tell." I whispered back,

She rolled her eyes, "Sam blames himself, and most likely ordered the pack not to say anything. Foolish boy. The thing is I'm not ashamed, they make me me; the wolf girl. And why would I be ashamed of my soul mate? Everybody makes mistakes.

"Well, back to the story. I came to visit Leah, I haven't seen my favorite cousin in so long, we were best friends. Well, I got there at a bad time, she was fighting with Sam. I broke it up and took one look at Sam to tell him to leave, when my world shifted.

"He ran away, and I was left there confused. Anyway, Leah was a mess. It seemed like Sam told her it was over, after three years of being together. I marched over to his house, and told him off like you wouldn't believe. Sam asked, no, he begged me to leave. I noticed the shaking but figured it was nothing. Until he changed into a giant wolf, claws scratching down my face, leaving these lovely scars."

"You're a strong woman, Emily." I told her, as she started to close her eyes.

"You are too, sweety. The boys will be back, don't worry."

She fell asleep about five minutes later, and I followed suit shortly after.

*PREVIEW FOR CH. 11

I was scared. No, I was about to shit myself, but I put that aside with the thought of how Bella was inside right now, and could hear everything. Screaming would get us no where but my death, and possibly hers.

I swallowed, and calmed myself – the best I could with a vampire right in front of me, smiling like I was her prey. Which I was, I guess.

"What are you doing here?" I whispered, the hate and anger in my voice minimizing the evident fear.

"Well, isn't it obvious, dear." She smirked, as running footsteps came into hearing distance. "I'm here for revenge, before the pack and Cullen's kill me." Cullen's? "You didn't know?"