Disclaimer: Shit man, it's been forever since I've updated this story D: Hopefully now I can finish this damned thing instead of getting the longest writer's block ever. I own only Gabrielle and other characters not associated with Twilight and whatnot.

Chapter Fourteen

Someone in the House

Author's POV

"Arrrrggghh! There's nothing to do here, I swear! Watching grass grow by the millimeter would be more entertaining than this." Gabrielle complained yet again while lying on her bed one week later. As usual, the gang was out patrolling, the girls were out on some shopping convention of some kind, and everyone else…doing about the same thing that she was at the moment. Groaning, she flipped over and let her head hit the soft pillow, lying unmoving on her bed, beginning to drift off to a deep slumber…

Until she heard something stir outside her door, that is.

Shooting her head up, Gabrielle continued to listen for the noise to make sure she wasn't hallucinating again. Waiting for a few minutes, nothing happened, so she rested her head on her pillow until there was another sound, this time closer and louder.

"Who the Hell is out there?" Gabe shouted while grabbing her taser and baseball bat from the side of her bed. When no one answered, she began to feel fear creeping up on her. The fear that this was a bad omen. She was huge superstitious person, so this was really starting to scare her.

Jumping out of bed and slipping her newly bought steel-toe boots on, Gabe tip-toed to her door and slowly grasped the door handle. Sweat beads were clearly visible on her hand as she began to turn the door knob…

Suddenly flying out of nowhere, something flew towards Gabrielle and knocked her onto her back. She screams and prepares to taser the shit out of whatever just pushed her, but when she looks up…

Nothing is there.

Now sitting wide-eyed and mouth gapping like a dying fish, Gabrielle sat there for probably ten minutes before letting out a horrendous shriek of terror.

Seconds later, the gang came charging upstairs and piling into her room, only to see her closet door literally shaking like in the cartoons that kids used to watch early on Saturday mornings. What the Hell, they all instantly thought. When they opened the door, curled up in her closet with her taser, baseball bat, and many other "necessities" surrounding her, shaking like a fallen leaf in winter Gabrielle instinctively drew her nearest weapon; a 50-caliber handgun.

"Gabe, what the Hell happened? And why are you in your closet shaking like that?" Jacob asked rather shrilly when he saw the gun clutched tightly around her small hands. When Gabrielle saw that it was just the gang, she quickly put her gun down and threw her fuzzy bright orange sushi-fleece over her head.

"Oh dear Jesus!" Gabrielle began as everyone sat down as an imaginary campfire sprouted up as though she was telling a "ghost story". "Something ghastly just-just I don't know, SWARMED down at me and knocked me down! But…but there was nothing there…I was the only one here…" and with this last bit of information, Gabe was in the arms of Paul, rocking her back and forth as she, what the locals say, "freaked-out".

The gang got up a bit afterwards and started swarming the area like a SWAT team in the really cool movies, looking for anything they thought might have scared their little Gabe, who was still "freaking-out." The girls all came back later on in the day to find everyone nose deep in the investigation, Gabe armed heavily with her caliber and Bowie knife that suspiciously looked like it had its fair share of blood, guts, and galore.

"Well, we found nothing here, Gabe." Sam told her as the gang rounded up in the living room for the last time. They were about to head back out patrolling when Emily walked up, head tilted in confusion.

"Nothing? What on Earth were you all looking for?" she asked as Gabe sheathed her knife. Glancing up to Sam who nodded, Gabe looked back to Emily whose eyes were growing in motherly concern as usual.

"Well…when you and the girls were out shopping and the guys out patrolling, I was up in my room alone when I kept hearing these queer noises outside my door. I waited for a bit before trying to go back to bed but they kept getting louder and closer so I 'freaked' and got all my 'necessities' when I got…I don't know…attacked by some THING. I mean, I couldn't see what it was. When I got up, I didn't see anything—"

"And she squealed like a little Gabby," Seth sniggered to Embry, the two giggling when Gabe chased them around with her knife, getting the two to hush.

The entire time Emily remained still, eyes probably as wide as Seth's big ass mouth. Sam leaned down to his fiancé, worried, gently laying his hands on her tanned shoulders.

"Hey Ems, what's wrong? Sweetie why are—" Sam began when Emily's eyes rolled white as she fainted, Sam easily catching her. "Emily! Emily what's wrong? Oh God I need help—, "Sam yelled right before a huge frying pan came flying towards his head, dead accurate.

"Sam shut up! Yelling's not gonna fix anything. Now get off your ass and set Emily on the couch until she wakes up." Gabe directed as Sam meekly nodded and gently laid the small woman down. Mere moments later Emily woke up, shivering until Sam wrapped his large arms around her, warming her instantly.

"Em, what the hell happened there?" Seth blurted out, dodging the frying pan and a scowl from Gabe and Sam. "I mean, what happened?" Gabe nodded in approval for his correction.

Emily twitched as though something stung her, snuggling closer to Sam who rested his chin on the top of her head.

"Well," Emily began, "I'm not sure…I…just felt something-something wrapping itself around my chest, like a rope being tightening around me. Then…it all went black. I heard a whisper…a whispery laugh as I felt myself slipping down further. My God I never felt anything so…empty. Hollow…horrible," Emily finished with a choked sob as she broke down in tears, hiding her scarred face in Sam's broad chest. The gang looked uncomfortable and worried as their mother figure cried. It hurt them to watch, so Sam picked Emily up and took her to the bathroom.

"Sooo…what the hell just happened?" Jacob asked unwittingly as everyone shrugged no's and idk's.

"Well, something here tried hurting Gabe and scared the piss out of Emily. We can't just stand around and do nothing!" Paul exclaimed loudly, crackling his huge knuckles. Everyone nodded and cracked their knuckles in unison like in those god-awful plays where they do everything in sync.

"Guys guys listen up before playing big macho manry men," Gabe ordered with an annoyed look on her face, her eyebrows practically woven together, which Seth started plucking out with tweezers before having them shoved up his left armpit. "Okay, none of us know what we're up against here! Running after something we don't know won't get anything accomplished except maybe a sprained ankle. We need to find out more about this thing before…before…hey what are you all looking at?" Gabe asked when she finally noticed that none of them were looking at her. Instead…they were looking directly behind her. Turning around slowly, Gabe let out a quiet shriek of shit-faced terror as she saw probably the most horrible and strangest thing she's seen since Seth's baby pictures.

In front of the gang was some kind of black mist. It wasn't the mist itself that made Seth and Embry shit themselves, but what was inside it. Inside of the mist was what appeared to be faces. Horrid, twisted faces that screamed in agony, fear, pain. And those faces looked like something none of them knew…

Except Gabe.

Gabe stood rooted to the floor as she watched her memories and nightmares play before her. She watched herself running to her father's slashed body in their library. She watched as little Gabe of around eight years cry as her baby puppy was mailed to her in pieces by her classmates who stole the poor thing as an awful joke. She watched herself being tortured from the deranged man who kidnapped her, who she told no one about in fear of being kidnapped again and awakening those terrible memories.

The guys looked at Gabe in horror when they saw little Gabe being chased by bullies with paint ball guns aimed at her, her attempting suicide months later but couldn't do it, Gabe looking at the whip marks on her back. Gabe was trembling as she watched her memories play before her; mouth gaped open in a silent scream. Paul began to slowly hold his hand out to Gabe when she finally did scream, a shrill, explosively loud scream that came from the bottom of her heart. And as she screamed, the mist morphed into a shape, the shape of a man. The man reached out just inches away from Gabe's forehead, pointing to where her brain rested. He emitted a chilling low laughter as his finger pressed to her forehead, pressing closer and closer when it started to pierce through.

"GABE!" Paul bellowed as he lurched forward towards his imprint, grabbing Gabe's hand to pull her away, but was surprised when Gabe's body wouldn't move. "Gabe! Move! Don't let that monster get to you!" Paul yelled as he tried pulling Gabe away from the mist that was now halfway into her head. "Gabe!" With one last pull, Paul wretched Gabe away from the mist and into his strong arms. The mist roared at Paul and disappeared, a soft whisper filling the whole room with its mocking laughter, then echoed,

"She's mine,"

The room filled with sunlight, lighting the shadows up as though nothing ever happened. Gabe shivered and cried in Paul's arms as he held her, his hand behind her head and other arm holding her up as he softly said sweet comforting words to her. Seth and Embry by now had changed pants and stood there watching Gabe, broken looking and sobbing in their friend's arms. Jacob went to the kitchen to get his cousin some water, Jared and Quil retrieving a blanket and pillow and some food hanging from their mouths. Paul set Gabe down on the couch, taking the blanket and pillow.

After Gabe was settled on the couch and asleep, Paul sat on the arm and sighed, running his fingers through his hair, a habit's he's developed. Jacob and the rest went to him and patted his back in reassurance. Sam and Emily were back, having only witnessed the last of the mist trying to go inside Gabe. It was quiet in the room, the only sound was Gabe's soft snoring that Seth found quite adorable.

Sam was the first to speak. "What was that…thing?" Emily only shook her head, the rest shrugging. "Well, now we know we can't leave Gabe by herself, God knows if that thing will come back for her." Everyone nodded, shifting uncomfortably. "So we need to make sure that she's protected at all times. Paul," Paul looks up at his pack leader. "You be with Gabe every moment every second. Don't let her out of your sight, don't let her go anywhere without you, and do NOT let her watch those Saw movies ever again. Those things will rot her head," Sam ordered, Paul nodding.

"Besides, she's your imprint after all. Maybe you can finally stop being a weenie and kiss her already," Seth giggled out, running out of the room as Paul chased him, locking him out even though he could easily smash the door open, but it was for the added effect. Everyone laughed as Paul walked in, face flushed at the thought of kissing Gabe until they heard Gabe mumble something on the couch.

All laughter ceased when they heard Gabe mutter. Slowly creeping closer to her, Gabe stirred around a little and mumbled out,

"Noooo Paulie, don't touch me there, at least not in front of the gang. Maybe later ," No one said anything as Gabe rambled on about Cheese Itz and speedos, but then busted out laughing. Paul might as well paint his face red since it'd help with his "flushing issue" as he started stomping Embry and Seth into the carpet with Jacob looming over him with a flash in his eyes and very unhappy frown. Everyone else just laughed on, Gabe still asleep.

I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN FOREVER D: I'M GONNA TRY TO FINISH THIS OUT BEFORE SUMMER ENDS, SO PLEASE WATCH FOR UPDATES. I'M AIMING FOR WEEKLY UPDATES, SO PLEASE WATCH FOR THEM. THANK YOU ALL AGAIN FOR BEING PATIENT WITH ME. I PROMISE THE NEXT ONE WON'T BE SO DEPRESSINGLY SERIOUS. THANK YOU SO MUCH