I am so sorry it took me this long to update! So I made this chapter really long! Tell me what you think please!

I grunted, looking up at that damn mocking golden package just out of my reach. It was staring at me, taunting me. I would get to them if it was last thing I did. With my new spike of determination, I grabbed one of the dinning room table's chair, and pulled it up, right next to the counter, in front of the open cabinet in the kitchen. I made sure the chair was sturdy before I slowly began my decent up the chair to my destination. Once I was stable on the chair, I looked up and reached. My hand was almost there! Dammit! I want those golden Oreos! I had been craving them for the last few hours, I needed them. I couldn't take it anymore! I was almost there! All I had to do was reach a little on my tippy toes... My fingers had just grazed the packaging when I went flying back, the chair falling behind me. I screamed as I automatically wrapped my arms around my torso subconsciously as I fell backwards. Suddenly as I was bracing myself for the impact of the ground, I heard my name being yelled out and my fall was quickly intercepted by two hard, strong arms. I opened my eyes to see a very scared Quil looking down at me. I sighed in relief.

"What were you thinking!? Climbing on a chair?!" He scolded as he set me down. I huffed, I was tired of everybody treating me like a damn china doll, I had been out of the hospital for four days now, I was fine. I didn't need anyone to get a pack of cookies for me.

"I just wanted some Oreos!" I replied. He looked at me incredulously.

"So you climb up on a damn chair?! The pups were just outside in the back yard, if you were smart, you would have asked them to get them for you!" He yelled. I flinched back, Quil normally doesn't yell at me.

"So now I'm stupid!? I don't need to ask you guys for everything, I can do things for myself! I'm not a china doll Quil!" I huffed. He was lightly trembling now. It caught me off guard for a moment, I was usually the one to calm him down when he started trembling, not the one to provoke it. Just as I was about to say something to him, to calm him down he exploded.

"Dammit Bella! Stop being so stubborn! You are not invincible! You are BREAKABLE! Hell, lately you've been worse than a china doll! You are carrying our child inside of you! Stop being so selfish and think of the baby instead of your damn Oreos!" He screamed. I looked at him with my mouth a tiny gape as tears welled in my eyes. How could he say that? That I'm selfish? I only think of myself? That I don't care about my child!? And to point out one of my biggest fears, to be seen as weak. A tear rolled down my face as my heart slowly began to break. He was suppose to my soul mate and yet he was being so hateful, and mean, to me. He has never been so harsh to me.

His face softened as he saw the tear begin to roll down my cheek, and I took a step back. I took another step back and his face looked absolutely tortured. He began to reach his hand out to me.

"Bells, I-I didn't me-" He began moving towards me but I turned around and ran away from him. I made it to the front door and swung it open before he caught up with me, and grabbed my arm.

"Bella! Bella I didn't m-" He plead but I tried to yank my arm away.

"Let go! Let go! Leave me Alone! I hate you!" I yelled as tears ran down my cheeks. As soon as the words had escaped my mouth his grip loosened and he looked absolutely devastated. I yanked my arm away and continued to run. I ran away threw the woods that surrounded out house to the side street that was there, amazingly never tripping and I ran past a few homes and had to stop to catch my breath for second before I was back at it, running. I passed Em's house and the local stores and kept running until I was on first beach. I ran to the spot Jacob and I used to sit, near the drift wood, where the trees covered most of the area. As soon as I was under the the shade of the trees, I collapsed to my knees in the sand, from exhaustion, emotionally and physically. I was breathing hard and the quick and heavy breaths quickly turned to sobs. I threw my head forward into my hands and sobbed, tears streaming down my face, as sobs and short breaths racked through my body. I was suppose to be his imprint. He was never suppose to hurt me, and he did. He called me stupid, fat even. Why was I so worried about those cookies? God I am fat. I'm a pig. I am breakable. Weak. I'm going to be a horrible mother. I am so selfish. A loud sob pushed it's way through my body, as my body began to shake with the force of my sobs. I heard a crunch and my head whipped up, I was still having a hard time breathing, while sobbing but I tried to wipe my eyes to see who the bulking figure was that was coming towards me. I looked up through clouded, glossy eyes to see one of the guys. I couldn't make out who it was because my tears wouldn't stop long enough so I could properly see.

"Bella?" A deep voice asked as I was swept into large arms and a large chest. "Bella? What's wrong? I heard you crying all the way from the woods while I was on patrol." I recognized the voice to be Paul's and I pressed deeper into his chest, holding on to him for dear life.

"H-he do-doesn't wan-nt m-me!" I sobbed into his chest. "I'm s-selfish aaand worthless. I told him I hated him, h-he won't ever w-want me a-again. I-I'm too weak." I sobbed harder with every word. By the time I had the last word out, I couldn't go on any longer and I subsided to gut wrenching sobs. I couldn't take this. I couldn't do it, I slowly started to be emerged in darkness and the last thing I thought before I was swallowed by the darkness was He doesn't love me.

QPOV

I froze. She hates me. My imprint hates me. What have I done? My heart felt like it had just been ripped out. Why would I say those things to her? I was just so worried, she never got why I scolded her for doing things that I normally wouldn't when she wasn't pregnant. I was just so fed up with her not listening to me. That's no excuse, I was so harsh, her face was heartbroken. What is wrong with me!? I leaned forward in my seat on the couch to slump my head into my hands. When did I get on the couch? Why didn't I follow her?! She hates me. I am a monster. Just then I smelt her, her sweet sent, tainted with the smell of salt water. I had done that to her, I had made her cry. I had promised to never hurt her and I did, I hurt her. I looked up just as the door opened, and my heart clenched as I saw her limp body in Paul's arms, tear tracks all over her flushed face and her nose red from sniffling. I'm sure my face portrayed the hurt and self loathing that I felt, but I didn't care, I had done that to her. Paul didn't even look at me as he glided up the stairs to put her in our room. Tears pooled in my eyes at the amount of hurt I had put her through with just a few harsh words. I heard Paul's heavy feet on the stairs as he came back down them, his face stoic and hard. His eyes met mine for the first time since he walked into my house. His eyes were hard and blank, the only emotion showing through his hard demeanor being anger. I knew Paul was pissed, I knew half the pack would hate me once they knew how I hurt my imprint. The pack was always most protective of Bella, next to their own imprints, but the pack as a whole was most protective of my Bella. Bella was the glue of the pack, she held us all together and had always been there for every single one of us. Bella had a heart full of hearts and with her being the danger magnet she was, the pack was overly protective of her, as was I. Paul stalked forward until he was in my face, he stood there staring at me, and if looks could kill, I would be six feet under.

"Outside." He demanded. I willing let my feet carry me out the back door into my forest surrounded back yard, knowing that whatever Paul was willing to give me, I'd take it cause I deserved so much more for hurting my everything. We walked outside and Paul cracked his knuckles, I didn't even tense, guilt overpowering my protection instincts. Normally I would be preparing myself for the incoming threat that is Paul, but I couldn't even bring myself to tense my muscles.

"I brought you out here because I didn't want my beating the shit out of you to wake Bells. What did you do to her? I've never seen her like that. Bella's always so strong, she was completely torn and shattered out there. I found her on First beach nearly fucking hyperventilating, sobbing her heart out! She fucking passed out from the sheer exhaustion of sobbing! What the fuck did you do to her Aterea!" He gritted out, trying not scream too loudly as to not wake Bella. I was soon overcome to with guilt. I did that to my reason for existence. The next thing I knew Paul's fist was connecting to my jaw and I took it willingly, as he yelled.

"That is for fucking hurt her!" He yelled. He hit me again, this time in the stomach and I fell backwards, hitting the hard ground. Before Paul could hit me again, a gruff voice called out to us.

"Hey! Hey what's going on?!" Embry called out grabbing Paul, stopping him from lunging at me. "What the hell Paul? Why are fighting Quil? And why aren't you defending yourself ?!" He asked, the last bit directed at me. I looked at him, then lazily to the ground as I spit out a bit of blood.

"Cause I deserve it..." I half whispered. Embry looked shocked by my answer and looked to Paul for answers.

"Shit face over here, made Bella cry so hard she passed out." Paul announced venomously. As soon as the words escaped his lips, the confused expression waring Em's face cleared completely and a look of complete fury took over his face.

"You hurt my sister!?" He yelled, not trying to keep quiet at all. Before I had time to even reply or comprehend, my best friend was lunging at me, and I was knocked over and Em was landing multiple hits on me where ever he could. As I took each blow, I heard a wail and Bella came running from our house yelling Em and I's name.

"Quil! Embry stop!" She yelled as she attempted to pull her brother off me. Embry wouldn't risk hurting Bella so he allowed her to pull him off. "Quil!" She pulled me into a sitting position and attacked me in a hug. She threw her arms around me and squeezed me to her as she cried into my neck.

"Why didn't you fight back Quil!" She blubbered. I held her as tight to me as I could without hurting her. A few tears escaped my eyes.

"I deserved so much more for hurting you baby. I'm so sorry, I didn't think about what I was saying, I saw you fall and I got so frustrated, because you weren't listening to me. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry baby. I know about your fear of being weak. Your the strongest person I know baby, I didn't mean it, your not selfish, you're selfless, Bella baby forgive me I'm sorry honey, I'm so sorry for hurting you." I cried into her as she did the same.

"Oh Quil! I don't hate you! I was just so hurt, that you would say that to me. I'm sorry, I over reacted. If I would have just staid clam, I would have realized that you were just talking out of anger. I know I was being stupid for getting up on that chair, it's just I was being so stubborn, I didn't want my independence taken away from me, I'm so sorry baby." She cried to me. I let out a sigh of relief as I realized that she didn't hate me.

"I should have just talked to you instead of yelling, I'm sorry honey, I promise to talk to you next time." I promised sincerely.

"I promise to talk to you too baby, I'm so glad you still love me." She cried. I immediately took her face in between my hands.

"I will always love you sweetie. No matter what happens, you will always be my everything. You mean the world to me honey." I said strongly, wiping her tears away. She did the same to me.

"I love you baby." She said strongly as she attacked my lips with her own. I kissed her back of course, but as she pulled away I felt the pain in my lower lip from one of the hits Em got in. I winced and Bella quickly found the source of my pain, and frowned.

"Oh Quil..." She sighed out concerned.

"I'm fine." I told her. She shook her head at that.

"No, you are not. Get up, come on, Let me clean you up, you should be healing already." She said as she stood and helped me up and began to walk me towards the house. I didn't see Em and Paul so I assumed they went inside to give Bella and I the illusion of privacy, even though they would hear every word. I knew the only reason they weren't hounding us on exactly what happened, was because they knew that they would get it out of me as soon as I phased. Bella lead me into the house and straight into the dinning room where she told me to stay put while she went to go get somethings. As she left, I tried to stretch out my sore body from all those damn hits. As I was stretching Quil and Paul came into the kitchen smirking as they saw me stretching and wincing. They both grabbed chairs and turned them around and straddled them, so they were facing me.

"I would say I'm sorry for whooping your ass, but I'm not." Em smirked.

"Yeah, we got him good Em." Paul hooted, highfiving Embry. They laughed and I rolled my eyes. Just then Bella walked back into the kitchen and as she passed the guys she smacked each of them on the back of the head.

"Hey!" They said in unison and I chuckled. "What was that for?" Paul asked.

"For hurting my Quil." She pouted as she continued to make her way to me.

"He hurt my sister, I hurt him, I would call it even. What do you think Paul?" Embry asked. Paul nodded furiously.

"Yeah! Even, no need to go hitting people Bells." Paul tacked on as Bella filled a medium sized bowl with warm water and set it next to me.

"Umm humm, I could say the same to you." She smirked at him and he cracked a smile. I laughed. Bella dipped a blue rag in the bowl and wrung it out and dabbed at my healed busted lip, gathering all the blood. She continued the same thing all over my face as the pups came bounding in, just off patrol, they had relieved me and Paul earlier today when I came home. Come to think of it, Paul must have found Bella on the way back home from patrol. They bounded in the kitchen.

"Hey guys." Brady said, as Collin greeted my Bella.

"Hi mom." He punctuated it with a kiss to her cheek. She turned her head and greeted him with a kiss to his cheek as well.

"Hey baby. How was patrol? Everything all good?" She asked. And as Collin was replying to her, Brady greeted her the same way as Collin.

"Yeah, all was cool, it was just a nice run." He assured her, grabbing an apple out of the fruit owl on the dinning room table.

"Oh, sorry guys, I'll make you some sandwiches for lunch after I'm done cleaning up Quil." Bella told them as she continued cleaning me up. I was practically all healed and cleaned except a gash on my eyebrow, which Bella put some cream and a small bandage on.

"Oh yeah, What happened to you?" Brady asked. Looking at the bloody water in the bowl.

"Long story short, Quil and Bella argue, Bella cries. Em and I tag team his ass!" Paul boomed. He and Paul were now grinning proudly. The pups start laughing at me and I rolled my eyes.

"Sure, laugh at the wounded." I said.

"Awww, it's your own fault. You made mom cry, not me." Collin said nonchalantly.

"Yeah, yeah I know." I said. Bella was finished now. She leaned in to kiss me softly on the lips, then pulled back looking at me.

"My poor baby, you can't get a break can you?" She smiled. I smiled and pulled her to me kissing her again, the guys' laughter and bickering as background noise.

"Nope." I smirked up against her lips. She giggled and hopped up, grabbing all the supplies she had brought and left out the room to take them back to their respective holding places. I sighed, leaning back in the dinning room chair relieved that my imprint really forgave me.

"Hey man, I'm sorry I had beat your ass, but if you ever hurt again, I won't think twice about doing it again. Your one of my best friends, but my sister will always come first." Embry told me, solemnly. I sighed.

"I know, and I never meant hurt her, and I wont ever do it again, so let's pry you wont ever have to." I said with my head held high, and my eyes shameful. I would never forgive myself for this. The guilt was eating away at me, unmercifully. I briefly thought of Sam and Emily \, and I pitied Sam, even imagining having a daily reminder, or a reminder every time I looked at my Bella's face, of me hurting her. I couldn't live with myself.

"I know-" He sighed out as he patted my shoulder. "-Come on. Let's watch some TV. Wind down a little." He suggested as Paul and the pups moved into the living room. Hearing the TV turn on, I got up to follow Embry in. Collin was sprawled out on the love seat, limbs scattered all over the place, Brady sitting in the middle of the rug on the floor in front of the TV, knees up with his arms rested on top of them. Paul was sitting in the lazy boy, feet reclined and stretched out like a king. I rolled my eyes and then plopped down at the end of the couch, running my palms over my face with an exhausted sigh. I heard footsteps on the stairs and looked up to see Bella walking down the stairs. I smiled at her. She had just recently before we got engaged cut her long hair, short. It now hung circularly around her head, curling in just under her cheek bones, curved side bangs falling into her eyes as she looked down, and blending back into the sides of her hair as she looked up. Her long eyelashes framing her beautiful brown eyes. She was so beautiful. She wore a light and loose tan sweater, that hung low over her light brown leggings with short ankle socks. She walked down and saw us sitting in the living room and smiled at us, smiling softly at me as she ran her hand through my spiked short hair and walked into the kitchen. I heard her rumbling around in the refrigerator and opening cabinets and relaxed back into the couch. Paul had turned on some kind of cop show, with guys shooting and jumping, and I really didn't pay attention to the plot of the show, my mind was a million miles away.

About ten minuets later Bella Called us in to the kitchen to grab our sandwiches for a quick lunch. We all piled into the kitchen where Bella each served us up three sandwiches each, with only one for herself. Even simple sandwiches were amazing when Bella made them.

BPOV

Em took a bite out of one of his sandwiches and moaned as he chewed. I rolled my eyes, I could feed them cardboard and they would eat it. He looked up at me.

"Only you can make a simple sandwich that taste like heaven." He told me shaking his head as he continued devouring his food. I laughed.

"Thank you." I laughed. All the while the other guys were nodding their head's in agreement.

"Umm hunn, I knew there was a reason we kept you around!" Paul exclaimed, as he stop devouring his food just long enough to comment, then continued eating like a caveman.

"Umm humm, and I knew you all only used me for my kitchen skills!" I smirked as I got up from my chair, as the guys laughed and made my way to the refrigerator. I pulled out the pasta salad I made earlier today when I was bored and restless.

"Hey you guys wanna try this pasta salad I made earlier?" I asked over my shoulder and received grunts and yells of agreement. I laughed and grabbed a few forks from the drawer and went over to the table and began to dish out large portions to them on their plates.

"I made this earlier when I was bored out of my mind, I was going to take it to the bonfire tonight, but I oh well, I'm already taking enough stuff. There's sausage, tomato, Colby and cheddar cheese blocks, all kinds of things." I told them as I scooped it onto Quil's plate.

"Thank you baby." He told me looking up at me warmly before attacking his food. I smiled and told him he was welcome. Paul dived in as soon as the first scoop was on his plate, mumbling a thanks Belly, with a mouth full of pasta salad, in which he was scolded for. My boys had much the same responses, except they knew better than to talk with their mouth's full after being scolded for it so many times. They all complemented my skills once again, and I had to say, it was pretty damn good.

After the boys had scarfed down the whole bowl, and had impatiently waited for me to get done eating like a normal person, we all headed out to the living room, so the guys could finish watching their game. I was about to sit down next to Quil on the couch when Brady grabbed me around the waist and Collin took my hand and dragged me to the love seat with me sandwiched between the two.

"Sit with us mom?" Collin asked smiling a toothy smile. I looked over to Brady and he was smirking and I chuckled, and snuggled into my boys, both of them wrapping their arms around me. I looked over at Quil and he was glaring at the twins. I laughed and he pouted.

"Awww! Are you sad that you have no one to snuggle with Quily?! I'll snuggle with you!" Paul said as he approached Quil. I cracked up as Quil put his hands up, warning Paul off. Suddenly Paul launched himself at him and wrapped his arms around him, sat soundly in his lap. Em, the boys and I almost tumbled over laughing so hard. Quil suddenly pushed Paul to the ground, forcibly.

"Get your fat ass of me!" He complained as Paul hit the floor.

"Aww Quilly! That's harsh!" He complained trying not to crack up. Em was rolling around on the floor cracking up. Finally the guys calmed down enough to watch the TV. I enjoyed my spot snuggled into my sons' arms very much, and would catch myself watching their faces more than the TV screen. I loved them so much, I had enjoyed having them around so much in the past few days I didn't want them to leave. Quil and I had talked about asking them to move in with us but, we were so unsure about the state, and their situation, but I couldn't take it anymore. The boys practically live here anyway, they share a room, with two futons in them, I feed them, they help out with chores and errands when they are here, I don't care about the state anymore. I don't care if their cousin keeps getting checks for them even though they won't be living there, as long as I have my boys. Brady glanced over at me and went to turn back to the TV when his head snapped back.

"Mom! Are you okay?" He asked panicked, as he caused every werewolf in the room to look my way. Collin, tightened his arms around me.

"Why are crying?" Collin asked worriedly. I shook my head, I didn't even realize I was crying.

"I love you guys so much. You're my sons, my kids, just like this one will be."I said, placing my hands over my stomach. Their eyes softened and I could see Collin's eyes glaze with unshed tears, I did recognize in the back of my head that this was the first time I had called them my sons, instead of my boys outside of my head. They nodded, Brady burying his head in the crook of my neck.

"We love you too mom." Collin said.

"Your the only mother we've ever known." Brady whispered from below my head. I held them tighter.

"I need you guys. I need to know that you will always be safe, I need to know that you are comfortable when you lay your head down to sleep. I know at first I thought I needed to do all the legal work, and if I did there was going to be a guarantee that I would not win, I felt so helpless, but I don't care anymore. I want you guys to stay here every night. Out of harms way, until you are ready and old enough to be on your own, please, don't back there." I cried. I could feel them both trying to hold back tears, but I felt on my neck and I knew that it was a futile effort. Collin lifted his head and kissed my head right bellow my ear, his face turned into me and away from the peering eyes of the Em, Quil and Paul, before whispering to,

"Where else would we want to be?" With that I hugged my boys to me, completely peaceful for once, knowing that my boys, my sons would be with me, be safe.