AN: Just a quick glimps of the next part of March. If I had my way I would do nothing all day but for write this. Sadly life seems to have other ideas on what I should be doing with my time right now. Sorry for the slow pace of these post, I'm doing the best I can. Hope who ever is reading this is enjoying it though. I am always grateful for any review, positive or negative as anything helps one grow. Thanks!

Emily and Sam's house wasn't at all as I had expected. From the outside it was small and somewhat dingey, its blue paint having faded over the years into a washed out gray. But inside the house there was a warmth that radiated everywhere. Emily had clearly provided a much needed home-base for all of the pack, and it set my nerves somewhat to ease. Jake had always needed a mother figure in his life and I could easily picture Emily being that for him. He would fit right in at her faded yellow kitchen counter enjoying her world class muffins. It was great to know that Jake would be ok when I was gone.

Emily showed me to my room and I was once again pleasantly surprised by how simple yet elegantly decorated it was. The walls were painted the lights shade of purple with accents of chocolate brown throughout and in the center stood a massive queen sized bed with a deep royal purple comforter. I couldn't help but to smile "wow Emily your guest room is beautiful... purple and brown are, are like my favorite colors actually."

"I know sweetie, remember Sam and Jake are connected and... well Jake wanted to make sure you were comfortable here, even though he is very weary of you staying on the reservation."

"Oh," was the only response I could muster. Jake hadn't been back to Forks since the accident and it really troubled me. Sam assured me that he was doing fine, just sulking somewhere along the border of Yukon. The very idea of Jake being alone in the woods for almost a month now sent chills down my spin. But the Jake in my head was still a young teenage boy, not the strong wild wolf that the rest of his family seemed to see him as. Billy didn't even seem too concerned about it, in fact he seemed more worried about me.

"I wish Jake would just talk to me, or at least send me a direct message" I sighed sitting down on the bed. The covers were soft but crisp with just purchased freshness radiating off of them. "And, Emily... really" I said gesturing around the room, "you didn't need to do anything work for me, I don't deserve this at all... and I won't be a bother to you for very long I promise."

Emily let lose a shockingly loud chuckle, her bright eyes seemed truly surprised by my comment. "Are you kidding me? Doll, you couldn't be a bother even if you tried your damnedest to do so." She walked over to gently sit down next to me, a big smile still spreading across her entire face almost. "Honestly Bella I am freaking thrilled to have another lady in this house. I've been taking care of rambunctious boys for far too long now, and I'm afraid your going to have to pay me some rent by ways of manis and pedis!"

"oh sure, just... no pink ok?"

"Anything you say Bells" she giggled. "Really though, you are more then welcome here for as long as you would like to stay. But when you need to go remember I'm here to help you with that too... so why don't you just concentrate on getting well now ok? How does a bath sound, I have fresh linens in the closet for you."

"That... that actually sounds great thanks"

"Alright then, the bathroom is down the hall, make sure to close it tightly and all the boys know not to bother a lady when she is in the bathroom so don't worry take your time. I'm going to get started on dinner, hollar if you need anything at all." Emily kissed my head gently before bouncing out of the room happily. It really did feel good to be mothered for once.

Emily had been right, a bath was just what I had needed. Though it didn't feel quite as relaxing as it normally would since I had to keep one leg strone over the side of the tub. It still needed to stay tightly bandaged because it had required a whopping 17 stitches to close up the gaping wound my celine fan had left in it. I still didn't understand how I made it through the long ordeal of having those stitches put in, and I was terrified of the time when they would have to come out.

But I didn't want to think about such terrible things right then, so I sunk my head under the water and allowed the strange humming noise that filled my ears to block all thoughts all together. And this is where I stayed, coming up for short breaths occasionally, enjoying how the scorching water melted most of my lingering soreness away. After what must have been a good 45 min of seclusion, the water had sadly turned cold so I forced myself back to reality. It was time to get dressed and join Emily and Sam for dinner.

Getting dressed, like most other things now, had turned into a struggle. One that always left me panting in exhausting and feeling more the inadequate. The fact that Fork's weather required one to wear multiple layers this time of year only added to my misery and by the time I was fully dressed I had newly formed beads of sweat dripping off of my forehead. You are so ridiculous Bella, wipe your face and go down to dinner they are all probably waiting on you. The last thing I wanted to be here was a burden of any type. But all thoughts of hurrying up quickly vanished when I caught a glimpse of a total stranger in the mirror above the sink. Who is this monster? I thought staring at the mirror.