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Embry's POV

Leaning back on my hands in the sand, I grin as Jane splashes in the surf with Claire and Quil; her head tossing back as she laughs with them. Her neck is long and flawless, her skin beginning to tan softly from all the time we've spent outside. Her long hair sticks to her back, neck, and shoulders, basically glowing in the sunset; and I hope like hell she never decides to cut it. Stretching my legs out in front of me and crossing my ankles, I feel like I could watch her forever.

Just down the beach, the whole pack has their imprints gathered; and those who haven't imprinted cluster together as Sue and Charlie serve up burgers they've managed to grill over a small fire pit dug into the sand. Looking over at them briefly, I never would have imagined I'd be on the other side of the fence - watching my imprint in the water, more fascinated with her than the thought of free food.

Turning my attention back to Jane, Quil, and Claire, I stare at her for another minute or two before my phone chimes. At first, I ignore it. The sun hits Jane's skin just right, reflecting off the water on her body and nearly blinding me; yet making it damn near impossible to look away. When my phone chimes twice more, I let out an irritated growl and dig into my shorts pocket to pull it out.

J: Hey man. I know it's been awhile. Been meaning to call or text but been busy with Ness.

J: Got something really important I need to tell you. Text back ASAP.

J: Bry?

I quickly scan over the texts, my eyebrows raising slightly as I pull my legs in and cross them in front of me; glancing up at Jane for a split second before looking back at my phone.

E: Jake, hey. What's up man? Sorry, at the beach. You know the reception is garbage down here.

Tapping send, I don't expect too urgent of a response; hunching my back forward and setting my elbows on my knees as I turn my attention back to the water. I'm not able to look nearly as long as I want to before the next text rolls in.

J: I hear ya. Hey, would it be cool to call for a second? Too much to text.

E: I guess so. It's you who'll be eating the long distance.

Sending the text, I hop up and brush the sand off my shorts. As I do, Jane looks up at me, tilting her head slightly as if wondering what I'm doing. I hold my phone up and point to it in a make shift 'taking a call' gesture before pulling a 180 and walking up to the back of the beach, plunking down on a large piece of driftwood out of ear shot from the pack. Tapping my feet in the sand, I turn my phone over and over in my palm before it finally starts to ring.

"Hey. What's up man? Why the call all of a sudden?"

I glance down, picking some dried up bark off of the driftwood.

"Embry! Hey, man. I'm sorry it's been awhile since I got in touch... what's been happening?! I haven't talked to you guys in months!"

I look up, my eyes immediately focusing on Jane way across the beach.

"Nothing really... just uh, you know..."

I struggle to figure out how to word it, not wanting to just blurt it out. Jake laughs, giving up on my silence before moving on.

"Same old same old, huh?" He pauses, barely waiting for a response. "Listen, Bry... I got something I need to tell you. Doesn't seem like something you guys really need to worry about, but thought I'd let you know anyway."

"Alright... what's up?" I quit picking at the bark, letting my hand fall limp on my lap.

"You know that family of vampires that got destroyed? You know, right before we left Forks?"

My eyes shoot up to Jane, focusing on her as she splashes in the waves; her body glistening in the sun. Her family. I feel my heart rise up into my throat as I swallow hard.

"Bry?"

Coming back to the conversation, I shake my head quickly. "Yea, yea. Sorry. What... what about them?"

"Turns out one of them survived. He showed up here looking for his sister. Doesn't think she died when they got wiped out. Kind of sad when you think about it. Seemed harmless enough... just wondering if we had seen her, or heard anything about her. We said no and he went on his merry way without another word."

"Holy shit..."

"Tell me about it. Didn't think one would survive, let alone two..."

"Uh... yea... that's, uh... that's crazy..." I stand, beginning to pace in front of the driftwood while I hold the phone between my ear and shoulder; freeing up my hands so I can start to pick at my nails. "Listen, uh... did he say where he'd be heading once he left you? I mean, there's no other covens until South America, right?"

"Right..." Jake pauses, his tone almost skeptical. "Everything alright, Bry?"

"No... I mean, yea. Yea. Everything's fine. It's just, uh..." I stop, dropping my head back and staring up at the sky for a moment before looking over at Jane, frowning. "His sister's alive."

There's silence for a long moment. "Wait, what?! How do you know? Has she been through there?!"

"Uh..." I tighten my lips into a line, imagining saying the words several times before actually being able to say them. "She kind of... lives here. She's, uh... well, she's human now."

"Holy shit!" Jake yelps, readjusting the phone in his hand and causing a bit of static on my end. "So it's true then? The guy who wiped them out could turn them back? We thought it was just a rumor. That's fucking nuts, dude!"

"Yea..." Hesitating, I rub the back of my neck with my hand as I sigh into the mouthpiece. "Look, Jake... do you think he's going to come here, or...?"

Jake scoffs slightly. "Who knows. Wouldn't that be what you want, anyway? I mean... even though he's a vampire, maybe he'll just take her and leave. She can't be the friendliest of things after everything her and her family did..."

"Jake..." He continues to ramble about the almost-war, the probably-countless-murders, blah blah blah. As he goes on, my skin starts to crawl, irritating me. "Jake!" I snap, his side of the line going dead quiet. Taking a deep breath, I simply decide to grow a pair and spit it out. "She's my imprint."

Silence. For longer than an eternity, I sit there waiting for him to say something... anything. Just when I'm about to question if he's even still there, he speaks.

"Shit." A long pause, as though to collect his thoughts. "When did that happen?"

"Couple months ago." I sit back down on the driftwood, attempting to calm myself. The truth is out there. Nothing to be irritated about anymore.

"Wow. And, uh... does she know? Like, what're you doing?"

I fill him in as much as I can within the span of a minute or two. How I found her, how she was living in Port Angeles, and how she's since bought the Cullens' old house and moved in. I talk about how genuinely amazing she is to be around, how quiet and gentle she is, how the pack has completely accepted her as a part of their family. When I finish gushing, he waits a beat to make absolute sure I'm done.

"That's so awesome, Bry. Man... I hate to say it, but I never thought you'd find your imprint, and now here you are. It's an awesome feeling." I can hear the smile in his voice - one best friend being happy for another. I chuckle quietly, before remembering why he called in the first place.

"Jake... you don't think if he comes here..." My voice drifts off, unable to say the words.

"I don't know, man. He seemed desperate. Looks like he's been traveling for years trying to find her. But, uh... I don't think he knows she'll be human. I mean, she's gotta be, what? 19? 20?"

"21." I say, picking at the hem on the leg of my shorts.

"Right. So maybe he won't even recognize her? I mean, who knows... he saw that the Cullens were up here, so maybe he won't bother cutting through the Peninsula?"

I look up, watching as Jane, Quil and Claire stumble out of the water and up the sand, grabbing their towels. Once wrapped in hers, Jane glances toward me; a look of curiosity on her face.

"I don't know... look, Jake, I've got to go... I'll uh, I'll keep you posted I guess, alright?"

"Alright, Bry... keep her safe."

"Yea... yea, I will." Pulling the phone from my ear, I tap 'End Call' before hopping up and slipping the phone into my pocket.

Jogging over to them, I smile weakly as I wrap my arms tightly around Jane; her head dropping back to look up at me. "Who was that?"

"No one important." I kiss her nose quickly, her wet skin dampening my lips. "How's the water?"

"Perfect." She beams, pulling her hair over her shoulder to wring the water out of it. "Ready for some dinner? If there's any left..." She looks out toward the bonfire, the rest of the pack gathered around it.

"I'm sure there will be. You and Claire can go... I just have to talk to Quil for a second."

She looks up at me suspiciously before Claire comes bouncing over to her, effectively distracting her and leading her off toward the rest of the pack.

Quil and I watch them go, waiting until they're out of earshot before I turn to him. "So I just heard from Jake..." He freaks out immediately, his excitement clear on his face as I quickly shut him down. "Shhhhhhut up. I've got something important to tell you..."