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I Walk The Line--Johnny Cash

Chapter 13--Arry Potta

I blearily sat up in bed, my eyes wide as I looked around my room in confusion. Bang, bang, bang! "What the…," I muttered as I pushed away the covers. I slowly opened my bedroom door and looked out into the dark hallway. Bang, bang, bang! My head jerked towards Sophie's room as I heard the thumping again. How is she not awake yet.

I crept down the hallway, jumping a bit as I heard the pounding again-only this time, I realized what it was. I quickly walked over to the front door and pulled it open, blinking in surprise when I saw Embry standing on the other side, dripping wet, in nothing but cut off shorts. "Embry, what the hell are you doing here?" I hissed, pulling him inside and shutting the door behind me. It's like two in the morning!

"Nothing. Nothing," he repeated breathlessly. He looked worn, but the way his eyes were following me…it was as if he was completely wired. "I just…I wanted to check on you," he said shakily, reaching towards me unsteadily and resting his hand on my waist.

I stepped closer, putting my hand on his arm. "Embry, what's wrong? Why do you need to check on me?" I asked, confused. What the hell made him so shaky?

He shook his head, sucking in a deep breath. "Brady….," he trailed off, wincing. "His girlfriend Andrea showed up at his house about an hour ago…We don't know how it happened but she was…," he stopped, closing his eyes as he tried to control the shake in his voice.

I stepped closer, squeezing his hand. "Is she okay?" I whispered anxiously, knowing it had to be bad for Embry to be reacting like this.

He shook his head. "I don't know. Him and Sam got her to the hospital but they're not family or anything so no one really knows. Everyone's cooped up at Sam's, Emily won't stop baking, Brady won't come out of his room…," he told me quietly.

I looked up at him in confusion. "Embry, if Brady's hurting, what are you doing here?" I asked him quietly. "I mean, shouldn't you be with him right now…?" I trailed off in confusion. I mean, I know how close Embry and all his friends are, so what is he doing here?

He let out a sigh and looked down. "I know, but I just had to check and see…," he said, staring at me with tortured eyes. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay," he whispered quietly, looking away.

I smiled softly at him, knowing it was an inappropriate time to squeal at the sweetness of this, and wrapped my arms around his neck, letting him pull me tighter to him. "I'm fine Embry," I whispered. "Thank you."

"I'm sorry, I was just so scared," he admitted quietly, rocking us back and forth as he buried his head in my hair. I closed my eyes and rested my head against his shoulder. "I just kept picturing you instead of her and…," he shuddered, kissing the top of my head.

"Come on Embry, let's go to bed," I said, pulling him into the hallway and then into my room. "Here," I said, holding out a pair of Dale's old sweatpants to him-they should fit and at the least they were dry. He silently pulled them on as I climbed in bed and slipped under the covers next to me, practically pulling me on top of him so we could both fit.

"You better be here when I wake up," he whispered softly to me, closing his eyes.

I softly touched his cheek. "I will be."

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NEXT MORNING

"Kendra," that familiar, low voice called again. "Kendra, wake up," he whispered.

I pealed my eyes open and another pair, familiar and warm. I let out a sigh. "What time is it?" I asked quietly.

"It's almost two," he told me with a small smile.

My eyes widened and I sat up. "P.M.?" I asked incredulously.

He let out a chuckle. "Yeah. You have to get to work in an hour," he told me.

"Shit," I muttered, climbing out of the bed and straight into the bathroom. I opened the door and walked back out seconds after it closed. "You better be here when I come back out," I said seriously, pointing my finger at him.

He grinned widely and folded his hands behind his head. "Or what?" he asked with a quirked eyebrow.

"It's best you don't know until it's too late," I said with a grin before walking back into the bathroom.

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"Alright, I have to leave now but if you want I can-"

"-You have curly hair?" Embry asked with wide eyes as I walked out of the bathroom. He was laying exactly where I left him, except now my black cowboy hat was sitting on top of his head-it had previously been resting over his eyes.

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah. I didn't have time to straighten it," I admitted sheepishly. I always used to leave it curly-but then Drew told me he liked it better straight so I just got in the habit of straightening it…

"You should leave it curly," he said, sitting up as I walked over to him. "I like it," he said, pulling at my hair and watching it bounce around with childish grin on his face.

"I'll see you later I guess," I said, leaning down and giving him a quick kiss.

"Alright," he said with a sigh, pouting slightly. "When do you get off?"

"Around midnight," I told him with a grimace. "But while I'm there, I can see if I can check on Andrea. I'll give you a call and you can tell Brady," I suggested. I just feel so terrible…

He smiled at me. "Thanks Kendra, he'll really appreciate that," he told me.

"See you later?" I said again, kissing him on the cheek.

"I'll drop by tomorrow morning and eat your breakfast," he told me with a grin.

"Thanks Em," I said with a grin before walking out the door. He really is adorable…and that hat.

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AROUND TEN P.M.--STILL AT WORK

I was walking around the second floor of the hospital, popping in and out of rooms to remind friends and family of patients that visiting hours were almost over when I reached room 358, a dark haired woman sitting on the bench outside the door. The occupant of the room: Andrea Fuller. Oh clipboard, thank you for this wonderful piece of information.

"Um, excuse me, Mrs. Fuller?" I asked, stepping closer to the woman.

She looked up, brushing away some tears as she met my eyes. "Yes?"

"Uh, visiting hours are almost over," I told her quietly, watching as she stood up.

She nodded. "Of course, my husband and son are just inside," she said, gesturing to the door.

I nodded, smiling as I opened the door for her. "After you," I said. She gave me a quick smile and walked in ahead of me. "Visiting hours are almost over," I said politely as my eyes swept over the girl on the bed, internally sighing with relief. I had imagined her so much worse…

She had multiple scratches covering the left side of her face-almost reminding me of Emily, and a bandage cover some stitches on her forehead. She had some bruises from what I could see and according to my handy-dandy clipboard she had a large…hole, for lack of better terms, in her calf. Honestly, she really wasn't that bad compared to most of the other injuries I've seen today.

Her parents said goodbye and quickly walked out of the room as Andrea seemed to sigh in relief, leaving me, Andrea, and whoever the boy was who was sitting at her bedside.

"Hi, Andrea right?" I asked, taking a couple of steps forward as she nodded. "Brady's girlfriend?" I checked, raising my eyebrows.

She nodded slowly. "Do you know Brady?" she asked, confused.

"No, not yet anyway. But I'm Kendra Madison, you know Embry, right?" I asked, not sure how well they knew each other as she nodded her head. "He's my boyfriend," I told her, trying not let my smile get too big as I sat down on the only chair left in the room. I just love saying that.

"Oh! Really?" she asked, her eyes widening as she looked at me with a new curiosity.

"Yeah, I guess we never had the chance to meet yet," I said, glancing at the boy across the bed. Who the hell is he? I mean, if this is just some guy I will seriously be pissed on behalf of Brady.

"Oh, this is my brother Derek," she said, gesturing to the guy quickly. Oh. Well then…

"Nice to meet you," I said politely, throwing him a smile. That definitely explains why he's practically hovering over her-my brothers would be the exact same.

"You too," Derek nodded quickly, clearing his throat.

"I just figured I'd introduce myself while I was here," I said, standing up. "I just wanted to tell you that Embry and the rest of the boys are really worried about you-Emily's practically been having a heart attack of her own. She just won't stop baking," I said. Seriously, I got a text from her earlier telling me to drop by to pick up a basketful of muffins…Twice. "So, you're crutches are in the corner," I said, gesturing towards them quickly. "And, just so you know, you only need to have a family member who's over eighteen to check you out-earliest time is five. So…You know, just incase your parents don't get here quick enough for you," I said with a smile before heading out the door, guessing that she'd want to get some sleep now. Plus, I have to make a phone call...

I quickly walked through the halls of the hospital, practically running into the bathroom and into a stall. I quickly pulled out my phone and called Embry. "Hello?" he answered, almost instantly.

"Embry, I just saw Andrea," I told him quickly.

"Is she okay? What happened to her?" Embry asked quickly. "Hold on, I'm at Sam's. I'll put you on speaker," he said quickly. "Alright, we're listening."

"She's doing fine-she was up and talking to me when I went in. I don't know what exactly happened to her because I'm not on her case but she has…I guess you could call it road rash all along the left side of her body, she has a small cut on her forehead, and…well a hole in her calf. She'll just be on crutches for a few weeks but, really, she's perfectly fine," I said, smiling slightly as I heard several sighs of relief.

"Thanks Kendra," Embry said.

"No problem. And if it helps, her brother's not going anywhere," I added, hoping that would ease some minds.

"Derek? Oh thank God," a new voice said-Claire's. "She'll be fine then-he won't let anything happen to her."

"Yeah, it didn't look like he was planning on leaving anytime soon," I said. If he's lucky no one will even notice he's there after hours.

"Thanks for calling, Kendra," Emily said.

"Oh, no problem," I said easily. She seemed really nice.

"I'll talk to you later," Embry said.

"Okay, bye," I said before hanging up with a sigh. I love you.

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"Can you pass me the classifieds, Sophie?" I asked as I reached across the kitchen table, coming up just barely short.

"Sure," she said, pushing them closer to me. Just as I was unfolding the front page the door knob to the front door jiggled loudly. Sophie and I both looked at the door and then each other, not making a move towards the door.

"Hey!" Embry's muffled voice came from the other side. "You guys aren't allowed to lock doors!" he yelled, pounding on the oak as we giggled.

"I got it," I said, pushing my chair back and walking up to the door. "Password," I said with a smirk.

"Uh…is it…'Arry Potta!" he said exclaimed as I laughed.

I pulled open the door. "How did you know?" I asked as he pulled me into a tight hug.

"I think the better question is; where is my breakfast?" he asked, giving me quick kiss on the cheek.

"I was actually under the assumption you were supposed to eat mine?" I said with a quirked eyebrow.

"Well if you insist," he said, leading me into the kitchen and grabbing the plate that Sophie had left for him on the counter before we sat back down.

"So…Did Brady see Andrea yet?" I asked curiously.

He looked at me and grinned. "First thing this morning," Embry said with a smile.

I let out a quiet sigh of relief. Thank God. "So everything's good between them?" I checked.

"Yep," he nodded.

"Oh good," Sophie sighed. "I was so worried-his Mom called me yesterday-she was so worried about him when he came home after school. He wouldn't even tell her what happened," Sophie said, shaking her head.

"Well, everything's good now. We're all having dinner at Sam and Emily's tonight," Embry added, looking at me. "You want to come with me?" he asked hopefully.

"Yeah, sure," I said easily, grinning. "I'll finally get to meet the rest of the boys and Vi," I said happily. I still haven't met Collin, Brady, and Vi.

"Great," Embry said, smiling easily.

Alright, filler chapter, I know it was short but cute-yes? So…At Sam and Emily's….EMBY'S GONNA TELL HER THE SECRET! BAM! I hope you're all looking forward to it. :D

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