Author's Note:

Sorry for the long wait, I have been busy catching up on all my homework that I missed over my vacation to South Carolina. I hope you all had a great May Day! I can't believe I only have twenty days of school left, I'm so excited for summer! Well, enough of my excessive rambling...there's a new chapter to read. Enjoy, and comment. New chapter the more comments I receive.

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You can't hurry love,

No, you just have to wait,

You gotta trust, give it time,

No matter how long it takes

-Diana Ross, You Can't Hurry Love

Ch. 11 Advice

A few months had passed since I had come back to La Push with Quil. Life was sweeter than it had ever been. I was currently living with Emily, Sam, and their kids, while I looked for a house. I also was looking for a possible job, not because I needed the money, but more because I missed getting up for work and spending my time doing constructive things. I spent the majority of my days wandering around La Push and re-meeting all the natives, because Quil was on patrol.

I got a chance to see Billy Black again, the last time I saw him being when I was seven and he showered me with gifts of candy, despite Quil's protests about how they would spoil my dinner. I also ran into Sue Clearwater at the general store and she squeezed me to smitherines and burst into tears over 'how much I've grown'. I fought back the comment that came to my mind, 'Duh, I've grown. The last time you saw me I was seven.'

I spent my nights with Quil, but not in that way.

He would pick me up from Emily's at four in the afternoon, when his patrol was over, and we'd do whatever we felt like doing. Some days we went to First Beach, just sitting on the driftwood trees and rocky shore until the sun went down. Other days we drove up to Port Angeles or Seattle and explored the streets. We went to the movies once, and watched some hilarious comedy starring Will Ferrel.

Another day we went to a pack bonfire, and I got the chance to meet the whole pack, seventeen members strong, and all their imprints and kids. It was a huge amount of people to feed, but Emily somehow managed it all.

But whenever the sun went down, Quil would drive me back to Sam and Emily's cottage style house, giving me a brief, chaste kiss for goodnight. I was thankful for his patience with me, considering he had been waiting a long time to have me, but I was even a little frustrated with his snail pacing.

I mean, sure we had only been together for a couple months, but still. Some couples had slept with each other in that time frame. Quil hadn't even gotten to second base yet. He just gave me a few pecks on the cheek. Nothing less. Nothing more.

I also didn't exactly want to come out and say 'Hurry up and suck my face off, Quil', even though that's what I was thinking every time we were together. So, I came to the conclusion that I needed something to get Quil's attention, and send him down the path I was already on.

So, I decided who better to ask advice for on my relationship with my imprinter other than another imprint, right? Emily was going to be my source. I just needed to get her alone for a few minutes.

I found her one morning, after Sam had left for patrol, flipping through cooking channels on the tiny television, while the kids were on the living room floor playing with some Legos. It seemed like the ideal time for the confrontation I had planned over and over in my head. I smiled, and headed over to her direction.

"Morning Em, how're you?"

"Oh, great Claire. How'd you sleep?" She politely asked, grinning brighter than the sunlight that rarely appeared in La Push.

"Fine, fine. I was actually wanting to ask you something. Something sort of...private", I mumbled, looking pointedly in the kids direction.

"Oh. Okay then. Well, Brandon, Anna, you two go play in your room now. Mommy will be in there in a few minutes", she said, speaking to her black-haired children. They hopped up and ran out of the room playing some chase game and squealing like crazy.

Once we were alone, Emily put some water in a teapot on the stove burner and sat down on the sofa next to me. She pulled my hands into her lap, as if we were going to have a deep heart-to-heart conversation. Wait 'till she finds out that all I want to know is how to get into Quil's pants.

"So...what did you want to talk about?" She asked, her eyes glistening in curiosity.

"Well", I paused, thinking of how exactly to word this and not creep her out, "I need some help, actually."

"Sure. I'll be glad to help, but what do you need help with", Emily was slowly getting closer and closer to me as her curiosity increased.

"Um, actually, I'm not sure how to put this...but, Quil and I's relatio-" I began, but was cut off by Emily's voice.

"Let me guess? You want to sleep with the man already", she finished for me, with a knowing grin. I wasn't exactly going to use those crude of words, but uh, she got my point.

"Pretty much", I admitted, trying to ignore the heat rising on my cheeks.

"Well, I've heard that one before", she mumbled, most likely to herself. I couldn't help but wonder what she was talking about.

"What do you mean?" I inquired, trying to assess Emily's calm face.

"Almost all the imprints have had issues like that. The imprinters think we're like glass or something, like we'll break. It annoys us all, so much", she explained, staring off into the distance as if reliving something.

"So...what do you do about it? How do I get him to notice me differently", I wondered, gripping her hand a little tighter, trying to catch her attention.

"Well, I'll have to call Kim and Rach for some help, but I have a few ideas..." she said with an evil smirk that didn't seem to belong on Emily's sweet face. I was a little scared myself for what she had planned.

Later on that day, after Emily and Rachel had showed up to the Ulley household, I sat on the sofa with the three evil masterminds staring directly back at me, a sinister grin on each one's face.

Suddenly, they grouped together in a tight huddle and started whispering. I strained to listen in, but still could only make out a few words and phrases. Which...wasn't much to go off of.

'smell good if'

'set him on fire'

'chicken'

'maybe she'll fall'

'full moon'

'dog pee'

Definitely no help.

I waited anxiously for a few more minutes, trying to string the words together that I had heard. I came up with absolutely nothing.

Finally, after what seemed like years and years of waiting, the three masterminds turned around and faced me with the same evil grins as before. I gulped.

"Operation 'Get Claire in Bed' is commenced", Rachel boomed, as Kim and Emily ran over, grabbing my arms and dragged me out of the living room and into the bathroom.

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