Disclaimer: I don't own anything from any of 'The Twilight Saga'.

A/N: This story takes place during 'The Twilight Saga: Eclipse'.

Chapter 14:

After the emergency meeting at Sam's, we all went home. Jared, Paul and I climbed into the truck, silence filling the vehicle.

"So newborns, huh?" Jared started. "This is gonna be fun."

"Fun?" I asked incredulously. "Fun? You think this will be fun?"

Jared shrugged. "Well, I -"

"This is life or death, Jared. This isn't fun."

"Okay." Jared put his hands up, surrendering. "It won't be fun. Chill out, Nita."

I glared at him. "You're both putting yourselves in an extremely dangerous situation, and I don't want either of you to do it."

Paul shook his head. "It's not up to you, Nita."

I huffed, crossing my arms. "Both of you are being irrational."

Jared tried to get me to listen. "It was a pack decision. We fight with the Cullen's, and we don't ask questions."

"Do you guys even know what you're fighting for?"

Jared nodded. "Duh."

I rolled my eyes, silence dropping on us harshly.

"How was the party?" Paul asked, breaking the silence.

I shook my head, looking out at the window, and not at him. "It sucked. Everyone else was dressed to the nines -" I glanced at both of them. "Thanks for that, by the way. The girls were rude and this one guy was really sleazy."

"What'd the girls say?" Jared asked.

At the same time, Paul glanced at me and asked, "What'd the guy say?"

"It doesn't matter," I said, answering both of them. "I just want to go home and go to bed."

It was silent again, and eventually, we made it to the house. I was the first one inside, not looking back at Paul and Jared. I went straight to my room, changing quickly and getting ready for bed.

Paul came in just when I walked over to the bed.

"I don't want you doing it, Paul."

Paul shrugged, blowing air out his nose. "I don't know what to tell you, Nita. I have to do it, even if I don't want to."

I scoffed, throwing my covers back. "You want to do this?"

Paul shrugged, taking off his shirt. "Yeah, if it means killing vampires, sure."

I shook my head, getting under the covers, but still sitting up. "You're unbelievable."

"What?" Paul said, sitting on top of the bed.

"You're going to get yourself killed, Paul!" I tried to be quiet, but I was so angry.

"I'm doing what I need to do for my pack!" Paul whisper-yelled. "I thought you didn't want to be in a controlling relationship!"

"I don't!" I whisper-yelled back. "But if it involves a risk of death, I think I get a pass!"

Paul sighed, laying down in the bed. "Can we talk about this tomorrow?"

"Fine." I laid down, facing the other way, and sighing. "Be that way."

It was silent for a long, long time. It felt as if hours had gone past, and though I grew more and more tired, I didn't fall asleep. I couldn't.

I huffed, backing up and waiting for my body to touch Paul's. My butt and back touched his, and I felt much warmer. "Don't get any ideas," I said, closing my eyes. "I'm still mad at you."

Paul laughed quietly, but didn't move or say anything else.

When I woke up in the morning, Paul and I were intertwined together. Thankfully, Paul was a heavy sleeper, and it was easy for me to slip out of his grasp without waking him.

I sighed when I stood, looking down at Paul's sleeping figure. Then I walked to the kitchen, getting started on breakfast, as I was starving.

Just as I started to finish making the waffles, Paul came out of my room, into the living room, only in his underwear, and sat on the couch. I was in the kitchen, still in my pyjamas; a big t-shirt, and cute underwear. I'm sure Paul anticipated for me to be dressed, but he was out of luck.

I didn't know what I wanted to say yet. I had no idea. But I felt so far away from him at that moment. The kitchen counter and the couch weren't far apart, but they seemed miles away. So I made a quick decision.

I left the waffles I was putting butter on, and I walked over to the couch, sitting in Paul's lap.

"N -"

I pressed my lips against his quickly, sliding my arms around him. Paul's arms wrapped around me waist tightly. All was going too well as I was sitting up on my knees for all of it. But the second I sat down, letting the lower-halves of our bodies touch through our underwear, Paul threw me down on the couch, hovering over me.

"Nita."

I couldn't make a rational decision. My legs locked behind him, and my hands pulled his face to mine.

So maybe it wasn't Paul's lucky day, but it sure mine.

Paul got carried away, letting our bodies touch so intimately. His big hands moved up my shirt, and his thumbs gripped just below my breasts, his long fingers touching my back. I moaned as my hands ran over his back. And just like that, Paul grabbed my arms, securing them above my head with one of his hands. His other hand was on my back. His lips detaching from mine, he kissed my neck, making his way down. The further down he got, the tighter his grip was on my wrists. Then it was too tight.

"Ow," I whimpered regretfully. I wished I could've just held that it, and stuck out the bliss for a little longer.

Paul let go of me, his body no longer touching mine as he sat on the opposite side of the couch.

I leaned up, breathing heavily. "Paul -"

"Don't," He demanded, seeming angry. He immediately stood, walking down the hallway. He came back a second later, shorts on. "I'm going to Sam's. We're meeting there before we go to the Cullen's to train."

I, still on the couch, sighed. "You're not gonna eat?"

"I'll eat there."

"Maybe I'll come later," I tried.

"I think you should just stay home," Paul said, walking to the front door and slamming it behind him.

My back fell onto the couch, and I covered my mouth. I didn't know whether to smile or cry. I had no idea how to feel. I wiped my eyes that were a little wet, and I stood, going to the bathroom to have a shower.

I would go whether Paul wanted me to or not. I wasn't shy, so I didn't care. But I needed to know what was in store for the pack.

I parked in the driveway of the huge house, taking the keys out of Paul's truck and getting out. I walked around the house to the back, spotting the group of vampires.

As I approached, they all turned and looked at me.

"Uh, hi." I smiled politely, and waved. "I'm Nita Cameron, I'm just here because I want to see what the pack's getting into. I could go if -"

One of the vampires that I hadn't seen before, a beautiful brown-haired woman, walked to me and held our her hand. "Please, stay. I'm Esme."

I shook her hand gently. "Nita."

"Come." She smiled, leading me over to the group of vampires.

Two of them - Jasper and the other one I always forgot the name one were fighting.

Esme led me to Carlisle, who greeted me very politely and formally.

"Hello, Nita."

"Hey."

"I know you have a few issues with this situation, but I assure you that everyone will be well prepared."

Maybe it was his smooth voice, but I felt much better after that. "Thanks."

Carlisle nodded, and I moved was walking to Bella, but Alice jumped in front of me.

"Hi! I'm Alice." She smiled, showing her pearly-white teeth. Then she hugged me.

"Oh. Hi," I said, a little taken back at first.

She pulled away, smiling again, and touching my hair. "I love your hair."

I laughed. "Thanks."

"You're welcome," She said, walking away.

I smiled, turning and walking over to where Bella was standing. "Hey." Then I looked at Edward quickly. "Edward."

Bella nodded at me. "Hey. Came to watch?"

I stared out at the trees. "I just wanted to see what they're up against."

Bella touched my arm lightly, quickly recoiling when I looked at her. "Look, Nita, I'm sorry."

I smiled for her benefit. "It's fine. You don't control what they do, and neither do I."

"Still."

I shrugged. "I'm just worried. Jared's my family, and I love Paul more than anything in this entire world." I sighed deeply, hearing the cracking of sticks under paws nearby and they all emerged at the top of the mini cliff a couple feet away, walking down slowly and coming closer, but not too close.

I looked right at Paul, then looked away.

"They don't trust us enough to be in their human forms," Edward informed them.

"They came," Carlisle said. "That's what matters. Will you translate?" He walked in front of the other vampires, a warm smile on his face, looking at the wolves in front of him. "Welcome. Jasper had experience with newborns. He'll teach of how to defeat them.

Edward spoke up. "They want to know how the newborns differ from us."

Carlisle nodded. "They're a great deal stronger than us because their own human blood lingers in their tissues. Our kind is never more physically powerful than in our first several months of this life." He turned around, nodding to Jasper.

Jasper walked up as Carlisle walked back. "Carlisle's right. That's why they are created. A newborn army doesn't need thousands like a human army, but no human army could stand against them." He paused, his voice growing louder. "Now the two most important things to remember are, first, never let them get their arms around you. They'll crush you instantly. And second, never go for the obvious kill. They'll be expecting that and you will lose." Jasper turned around, calling to one of his own. "Emmet!"

Emmet and Jasper lined up 20 feet away from each other and then Emmet ran toward Jasper, pummelling into his abdomen. Jasper's feet stuck into the ground as he got pushed back but didn't lose his balance. They went on for a couple more seconds of fighting until Jasper hit Emmet down.

Jasper smirked. "Never lose focus."

Edward and Carlisle was next, both surprising me by fighting each other off well. Eventually, Edward pinned Carlisle down, standing with a proud smile only for Carlisle to grab his legs and knock him back down.

Jasper almost rolled his eyes. "Never turn your back on your enemy."

Jasper and Rose next, again leaving my very impressed. Then Jasper and Alice. Alice seemed too sweet to fight, and she barely did. She dodged easily and she was so swift, so smooth and fluent with her motions.

Sooner rather than later, training was over and it was time to leave.

I went to Sam's, not home because I knew Paul would go with the pack back to Sam's. I waited inside at the table, Emily cooking up some food for the hungry wolves once they got back.

Then you could hear the yelling and cheering outside, the boys piling in.

Paul's eyes caught mine, and I stood, gesturing to the outside. Paul followed, and I turned to look at him, pushing us slightly to the side of the house to get out of the line of sight of all the boys.

"Paul, I watched the practice and I -"

"I'm doing it, Nita," Paul interrupted, giving me a hard look. "You can't tell me not to."

"I know." I nodded.

"Nita, I -" Paul stopped, taking a subconscious step closer to me. "You're going to let me do this without yelling at me?"

I rolled my eyes, and mumbled, "I wasn't yelling."

Paul laughed loudly, taking two big steps forward and picking me up in his arms, kissing me and spinning me around. "I love you, I love you, I love you."

I laughed, holding onto him tightly. "I won't like it, but I'm not gonna make it a fight all the time."

Paul let go of me, smiling down at me. "Fine with me."

I would've gripped his shirt, but he didn't have one on, so I slipped my fingers through the belt loops on his cutoffs, and I yanked him closer to me. I looked up into his eyes with intensity. "I love you, Paul."

Paul kissed me again, both of us slowly making our way to Paul's truck. We separated so we could both get inside. Paul started the truck, driving very quickly back to Jared's. When he stopped, we both got out, meeting each other in front of the truck and kissing again. Paul and I kissed, clumsily moving through the yard and into the house. When I almost fell, Paul and I broke the kiss, laughing loudly. Then Paul stopped, looking over my head. He quickly pulled me upright and turned me around.

My eyes widened. "Mom. Dad."

They smiled, not looking at Paul. "Hi, honey." My mom rushed to me, grabbing me into a very tight hug. My dad followed, getting in on the hug too.

"Uh, hi," I said, patting their backs. "You didn't call?"

They pulled away, my mom gripping my shoulders. "I told you that we were coming down the other day."

I couldn't remember for some reason. "You did?"

"Yes, we did. We came to visit for a little while, then take you back home."

My mouth fell open. "Oh, right."

My mom nodded, glancing behind me. "Who's this?"

I backed up into Paul, putting my arm around him. "Mom, dad, this is Paul."

Paul stepped forward, shaking both of their hands. "It's nice to see you again, Mister and Misses Cameron."

Both of my parents looked confused, and my dad said, "Do we know you, son?"

Paul nodded. "Paul Lahote, sir."

Both of my parents eyes widened, and my mom looked him up and down. "Paul Lahote, you sure have...grown."

Paul tried to laugh, but it sounded awkward. "Yes."

"Mom, dad," I interrupted, stepping forward, noticing their bags. "Why don't you go drop your bags off at the hotel, and meet us back here."

My mom nodded. "Great idea, honey." She kissed my head and she walked by, skeptically looking at Paul before leaving.

My dad followed her steps, patting my shoulder as he walked past. "We'll see you in a little bit."

"Okay, dad."

The door closed, and Paul turned to me. "What the hell, Nita? You're going back with your parents?"

I sighed. "The plan was only for the summer. School years here, summer's back home."

Paul scoffed. "Because that's better," He said, leaning back and sitting on the back of the couch.

I stepped closer to him, putting my hands on his shoulders. "I didn't know if I wanted to stay the whole summer, but now I know."

"What's the verdict?"

I smiled, kissing him slowly, then pulled away, rubbing his cheek. "I want to stay."

Paul smiled too, kissing me again. "Can you convince them?"

I shrugged. "I'm sure I can."

"Good," Paul said, tugging me closer to him. "Because I'm in love with you."

I smiled, tracing his lips lightly with my thumb. "Loser."

Paul laughed, kissing me.