I blinked and groaned as I opened my eyes.

I wasn't in my room that was for sure. I was on the sofa in Emily's living room and Paul was sitting on the floor leaned towards it, his fingers entwined with mine in his sleep. It had to be a very uncomfortable position. His neck was craned and his mouth open as he snored. I was pretty sure there was drooling too.

I tried to slide my fingers out of his grip but he was holding on like my hand was a lifeline. Instead I gave up and lay back down again.

It wasn't like I wanted to get up anyway.

My whole body was sore and my world was still spinning from last night.

Vampires. When Paul and Sam told me about them I would never have guessed that I had one in my life on a regular basis. Gaia was sweet, tender and loving. My mind had never even ventured in that direction although when thinking about it she did have the traits that had been explained for me. The cold skin. Graceful. Fast. And extremely beautiful. But even now as I was staring truth in the face it was still hard to put her in the same category as the vicious killers the pack fought against and had been created to fight against. And even harder to put her in the same category as the monster that had attacked me.

"Ah you are awake. Are you feeling okay honey?"

Emily had a worried frown between her brows and Sam looked even more stone faced than usual. This time I did managed to wriggle my fingers out of Paul's grip only to get caught by the leg that wasn't in a cast as I tried to stand up. Emily giggled at the sight of the huge hothead currently clamping on my leg like it was a teddy bear.

"I will get you some food."

Emily gave Sam a warning glare and went into the kitchen. I bet she had held him off the questioning because I could not imagine Sam letting someone with valuable information go to sleep. He sat down and cleared his throat awkwardly.

"You were attacked?"

I nodded and regretted it as my head gave a protesting throb.

"Yeah. Gaia saved me."

I winched at the thought of the screeching and the sound of metal being ripped apart. And that smile the male vampire had. It was something that would haunt me for a very long time to come. Feeling helpless and vulnerable wasn't something I experienced on a regular basis.

"She drove me to the hospital and back to the boarder."

Sam's face hardened.

"Is Gaia a vampire?"

That was the thousand dollar question wasn't it?

I've heard the way the others spoke of Cullen's who used to live in Forks and there wasn't exactly much love there even if the Cullen's had an animal diet. I didn't know what diet Gaia followed and I was hesitant to admit the truth.

"Yes."

It came out as a weak squeak and Sam's face hardened. The next part was somewhat hazy but Gaia had been pretty insistent that I would repeat it.

"She said there were more. Many more. And that the rez should be put on lock down and increase the patrols because one of them doesn't have a smell. She said she would take him out since he poses the greatest danger right now and to call me to talk to you guys when she is done. And that if my mom or I got as much as a scratch she would have your hide."

More like take them out one by one and lay the rez empty but I wasn't saying that to a werewolf who was already shaking. Sam looked like a thunderstorm and the grip he had on the chair made it creak slightly. His grip relaxed as Emily came into the room holding a plate of waffles and a glass of milk.

"What does she want?"

I really didn't know.

"It sounded like she just wanted my mom and I protected. "

I tried to recollect what she had said to me but I had a feeling I had missed out a lot since most of what I remembered seemed broken up.

"She said that my mom and I were one of many descendants of her daughter. She called it her obsession to watch over the descendants and make sure they lived long and happy lives."

Sam didn't look like he believed me and wanted to ask more questions. He probably would have if I had not interrupted with a squeak. A very large and warm hand had found its way from my leg to the junction of my thigh. Someone had replaced my dirty and bloody jeans with sweatpants and there was only a thin cotton fabric between Paul's hand and my skin. And with his heath it felt like nothing at all.

Long fingers moved from my thigh and even closer to a place that should never be touched publically and especially not in someone else's living room while the two that lived there was close by. And if that wasn't enough a certain something was being rubbing gently against my leg.

This sure gave humping someone's leg a little more literal meaning.

"You go to be kidding me? Even asleep you are a total perv!"

I tried to get my leg away but Paul was too strong. Emily however just went into the kitchen and came back again with a steel spoon which she smacked Paul's head with in a manner that made me think she had done it a couple of times before. Well he did have a personality that made people want to smack him at times. Paul awoke with a snarl, friendly as always and his dark eyes flashed at Emily as he vibrated.

"What the fuck was that for?"

Sam was there instantly, shoving Emily behind him who just rolled her eyes at her overprotective fiancée.

"She did me a favor. You were humping my leg."

If I had expected an apology I was disappointed.

Imprinted or not he was still Paul and I would bet the last cash in my wallet that he had done a hell of a lot worse than just hump someone's leg.

He smiled his usual cocky smirk and I tried not to notice how endearing that fucking smirk had become to me or how it was always accompanied by an almost soft look in those brown eyes when he looked at me.

Paul was all sharp edges and heat. He would make the most inappropriate comments even when in company and he would do so loudly. But he would also touch me at times pretending to be casual and he would do the oddest nice things like serving me food first which in werewolf terms had to be something like a declaration of love judging from how they acted around food.

If he had been all nice and soft I would have left nothing but a dust trail in the belief he had been completely brainwashed.

And yes while I did believe that Paul would have never noticed me if it wasn't for the imprint it was still Paul who cared for me in a way an unmannered jackass cared for someone. And the way I felt when he looked at me right now made me believe that perhaps I didn't mind as much as I had when this whole thing had started.

"Even when you stink I want to hump you."

His cocky grin was back and I groaned on the inside. It had been one of those moments where I almost could admit that I sort of liked him and of course he had to go and ruin it.

"Nice Paul. Really nice."

Emily huffed and Paul looked surprised to see her there like even with his supernatural abilities he had not noticed her.

"What?"

Emily just rolled her eyes while Sam looked at her adoringly. It was an expression that seemed so very mismatched on his usual stone face that I never failed to take notice of it.

"If you don't get it yourself Paul then there is really nothing I can do."

Poor Paul looked confusedly after Emily as she strolled back into the kitchen.

"Because of the resent events I think we need to make some precautions. All the imprints would have to stay with their wolf at night when they are not on patrol and the imprints should sleep over at my house when they are on patrol. Hopefully the smell will turn any possible leeches away and the pack will work better if they know where the imprintees are at all times."

It took a time before my woozy mind managed to get what Sam was saying.

"Paul is not sleeping in my room!"

Paul looked offended but I didn't really care.

I had just about started to accept the whole soul mate of a werewolf thing and I still had moments were that little voice in my head urged me to head for the hills.

That and those hormones that urged me to jump Paul and lick those very delectable muscles made me freak out at random times and for him to be sleeping in my room would give me no time of my own where I could for just a while forget the U-turn from normality that my life had taken.

Not to mention sleeping Paul seemed to set fire to my hormones in a way that seriously disturbed me.

"It's for the best Jan. I need Paul to concentrate and he will not be able to do that if he doesn't know that you are safe. That goes for all the imprints. Time not spent at school will either be here with Emily or with Paul. If he has night patrol you will sleep here."

It wasn't a suggestion and I instantly bristled. He wasn't my alpha.

But what he said did make sense. My parents were going away this weekend for their anniversary and I would be alone in the house for a couple of days, something I wasn't too keen on right now. I had seen and felt how strong a vampire was and I knew that I had survived just on pure luck. If Gaia had not been a vampire. If Gaia had not been there.

Then I would be dead by now.

"Fine. But you are sleeping on the floor."

Instead of the look of disappointment I had been expecting I got a smirk.

"It's because I am so sexy that you are afraid you will jump me isn't it?"

I scooted back and smirked back at him.

"Nah. To be honest Quill is more my type."

It was hard not to laugh at the shocked expression on Paul's face and Sam smothered a smile with the back of his hand. With Paul's looks I was sure he had never been rejected before even with his asshole attitude and inflating his ego even if I was lying about Quil being my type, was entertaining.

Paul furrowed his brows and got an expression that told me that Quil was in for it. I refused to feel guilty for it after Kim had told me that I all the imprints had one time or another served as stars in his perverted fantasies.

Apparently Quil`s favorite fantasy of me was me dressed in a cowgirl outfit getting caught by the barbaric native.

If Paul kicked his ass it would at least give me some justice. Even if Quil didn't know I had intentionally sent Paul after him it would still be payback.

Authors note: So that was Gaia. I like her although I don't think she is a morally good person like the Cullen`s are trying to be in regards of their diet. Single-minded and slightly obsessed. But hey. Not everyone that cares about you needs to be good people to care. And Quil. Poor Quil. He really should learn shouldn't he…Thanks for all the reviews=)