Same old disclaimer

It had been only hours since the pack left but it felt like years. Emily was trying to keep the mood light but with Embry's imprint, Natalie, that was impossible. She just sat there on the couch curled up in a ball looking so frightened and out of place. She had stopped crying a while ago but her eyes were red and puffy and she sniffled every once and a while.

Paul had said her and Embry had only meet a few days ago, she was probably freaking out inside. I mean her new boyfriend, if they were even going out yet, comes in the middle of the night and brings her to some strangers house.

I got up from my seat and went over to sit by her. Kim was upstairs with Claire and Emily was in the kitchen busying herself with god knows what.

"Hi Natalie." I said, faking a smile.

She glanced at me, "Hi," she mumbled.

"They should be back soon," I said, "you can give Embry hell then." I smiled trying to make a joke.

"I will." she said, but she didn't seem to be kidding, I guess I couldn't blame her.

"So..." I said.

"Who are you with?" she asked.

"What?"

She sighed sitting up slightly. "Emily is with Sam, and Kim's with Jarred, and I guess Claire's with like Quill, and I'm sorta with Embry, so who are you with?"

How'd she figure out Claire and Quill?

"I'm Paul's girlfriend." I answered. "Are you and Embry friends or...?"

She grimaced and shrugged. "I'm not exactly sure. I mean I like him, a lot actually, but I don't know he doesn't seem to be interested."

I had to smile at that, "I'm sure he's very interested.'

She shrugged again then groaned, "What is going on?!" she half yelled startling me.

Ugh. Why did I talk to her? Paul told me to keep my mouth shut. "Um, well they should be back soon and I'm sure Embry will explain everything."

She groaned again and threw her head back shutting her eyes and ending the conversation.

I got up and walked into the kitchen.

"Hey Em, could I lie down upstairs?" my head was pounding.

She smiled sweetly, "Of course."

I smiled my thanks and walked up the stairs, climbing into the first bed I found.

I was out the minute my head hit the pillow.

Really short I know, it's really a filler chapter, I'm posting twelve with this one.