Baking it over

The knock at the door was light, hesitant even. The perpetrator was concerned with what it was they may reveal. A crumpled woman? A broken person?

No I hid that too well. I was washed, dressed and fresh faced poised ready for an appearance. The Shapeshifter's mind connection had me expecting a visit. If Paul shifted in a state of anger I doubt he would have been able to keep anything to himself.

I combed my hands through my hair, I hadn't been able to wash the smell of him from my skin, and it seemed to be engrained.

"Can I come in?" shouted Jacob a little too loudly and it took me of guard. Jacob Black? What was this boy up to now being back in town.

"Yes" I beckoned half-heartedly allowing some of the persona to slip. It was Jacob after-all.

His gaze skimmed me before he dumped his frame beside me on the fresh sheets. "You've been cleaning. That's never a good sign" he laughed wearily. "My sister always used to clean whenever I'd pissed her of. My Dad says that's why the house was always so tidy" he teased. "Is that bleach?" he questioned dubiously sniffing the air.

"Maybe" I mumbled turning my head away from him.

"Lucky you, guess you saw it all then?" I asked but I didn't want to know.

"Seen it all before" he shrugged and I cringed at what exactly that was implying.

"Are any of you actually any good at controlling your thoughts?" I sniffed.

"No" he laughed. "Why thinking of swapping wolves?" he added teasingly.

"Swapping something" I mumbled lifting my legs upwards so they pointed up to the ceiling allowing the blood to rush to my head.

"I think this is where I ask if you want to talk about it. You say no. Then I take you for ice-cream" he explained calmly staring up at the ceiling with its flat surface lying down beside me.

"Sounds like a plan" I admitted allowing myself to roll to the side and stand up.

"I'll find my keys shall I" he laughed and I nodded eagerly.

"Come here you" I half giggled half sobbed pulling the oversized child into me in a squishing embrace. "I've missed you" I mumbled.

"Urgh, suffocating me … can't breathe, to tight" he teased and I shoved him of jutting out my chin.

"Meany" I snapped.

He looked me up and down for a few seconds.

"Bully" he protested showing me with his unwounded arm.

I jumped on him attempting to squash him with my frame but it had no affect as he lifted me up with ease like he was weight lifting.


The cookie dough was tempting but I ignored it leaving it in the fridge to cool before I cut and baked it off. Food was not the right answer. At least it wasn't with my stomach.

I'd thrown the ice-cream straight back up and made a terrible scene at the ice-cream parlor with Jacob. I felt another twang of guilt. He seemed shocked, unsure of what to say or why it'd happened.

Paul would have breezed over it, he was use to it, but Jacob, for Jacob it was the unknown.

I'd been avoiding anything that could cause a repeat incident since. Which my stomach seemed to approve of.

I had expected Paul to appear. It'd been close to twenty-four hours and he hadn't. Maybe it'd been one step to far this time. Or maybe Sam Uley was up to something again.

Patrol's had been increasing meaning Paul seemed to spend most of the day out in the forest. I hadn't seen Emily in far too long and my brother looked ready to drop.

Hence the food. The best way to a man is through his stomach so they say. And my God did I need to get through to Embry and in to that thick skull of his.

The rain was rattling against the window frames and the roof had sprung a leak. Another reason I needed to go and see my brother. It wasn't something I exactly knew how to deal with. Apart from sticking a bucket under it I was clueless.


My hair was sticking up in ways I didn't even know possible due to the atmosphere and I considered re-washing it to see if it would help the situation. The oven pinged before I could dwell on the idea any further and I hurried back into the kitchen. The smell of burning becoming suddenly present.

The cookies were no longer cookies. They were more like, well ashes.

I shoved the tray into the sink and jetted it with cold water looking in disgust at my failed attempt at producing something edible.

I'd lost half the day already and hadn't even made it outside yet. I clicked the oven off and made a move to the hallway pulling on my coat and scooping up my purse. Without a second glance I set of into the rain. A detour to the shops would be in order.

Could I pass of a packet of cookies as my own? No. Not even I was that good at lying.


"Hi" Embry sniffed looking from my drenched figure to the bag in my hand.

"Can I come in?" I asked coldly. "I brought food" I added lifting up the bag and shaking it.

"In that case" he stepped back and allowed me into the warmth of his home.

I pushed back my hood and allowed him to help me from the once waterproof coat. Which was no longer fit for purpose given today's soaking.

"My bedrooms on the left" he poked his thumb towards the stairwell. "You can put some fresh stuff on and I'll chuck yours on the radiator" he shrugged and I smiled.

"Thanks" I mumbled.

"No ring?" he joked.

I scowled back.

"I heard you had an eventful day, getting proposed to, abandoned and then throwing up on your knight in shining armor" he teased.

"I wouldn't say Jacob is very knight like" I corrected.

"I dunno, it pissed Paul of either way" he jested.

"Well I don't give a flying fuck" I protested tugging of my layers of clothing. "Paul needs to get over himself" I snapped.

"You should find a new wolf" Leah piped up suddenly appearing slumped against the living room door and I looked with surprise from her to my brother.

"You should too" I said sternly. "All the good ones are taken" I laughed lightening the tone. "Or chasing after wanna-be-vampires" I added.

"You look shit" she added taking in my pale shaking frame.

"Thanks" I said with an honest grin. "I was going for looking half-human, but shit will do" I admitted with a shrug and began to climb the stairs.

"You don't look to bad yourself" I added over my shoulder and caught the hint of a smile on her face and Embry's confused glare.


I dumped myself between the two wolves on the sofa squashing myself into the small space that remained and folding my body in on itself so my legs rested beneath me. The warmth enclosed around me and I felt feeling begin to enter my limbs.

It made me think of Paul.

I pushed the thought from my mind.

"What did you want to speak to me about when you got all pissy?" I asked my brother looking up at his face, my ear warm from where it had been resting on his shoulder. I ignored the crumbs from the biscuit that continued to fall into my hair.

"It's not me who has something to tell you" he grumbled brushing the crumbs from his mouth and posing a pointed look at Leah.

"Ugh" she groaned pulling a disgusted face at him. As if his very being repulsed her and it made me laugh. I nuzzled further into his embrace so as to turn to look at her fully.

Her eyes were puffy and red. She'd been crying recently and deep set bags shadowed her face.

"My Mum she found out of Charlie about your little cupboard melt-down" she began picking at the hem of her lose t-shirt.

"Anyway she marched straight over here and dragged me with her, she wanted to speak to Tiffany, I was like what the hell? I couldn't work out what it had to do with me. Plus the fact that she didn't know about the Wolves and stuff, I mean I didn't want to take any flack for that one coming out" she added with a snort.

"So they started talking about what had happened and from what I got of it they'd both been there. I understood why my Mum wanted me here. She wanted me to hear it. She wants you to know about it" Leah shrugged.

I looked at her with glassy eyes for a few seconds.

"But the question is do you?" she questioned seriously.

"I don't know" I admitted gnawing at my lip.

"Told you" she snapped getting up in Embry's face and effectively squashing me in the process.

"Well I think you should hear it Immie" Embry defended. "You wanted to know after all" he shrugged.

I did. He was right. I should at least know. She was my Mother after all.

"Go on" I decided nodding at the girl beside me.


The cloud bank had rolled in from nowhere as so often was the case and Sue took little notice of it as she bustled about the ward. Transferred to Forks. That had been the first thing she'd seen when she'd gone to swipe her card in that morning. Which meant trudging back out to the car and face the drive across the border.

A patient was yelling and she turned sharply in the direction of the noise.

Her shoes squeaked across the freshly polished floor of the ward and she wondered what Harry would make of her trip over here. He wouldn't be pleased.

But then again she'd only been here the other week. He hadn't commented about that. But then again it was the birth of the Police Chiefs first child, there wasn't much to complain about.

"Sue" a younger nurse called her voice teetering on the side of panic and Sue hurried on in long strides.


The day hadn't started off quite as simply for Tiffany Call. She'd sat hands clamped firmly around the steering wheel of the car her eyes baring into the small bungalow. Her heartbeat was rapid and she knew this wasn't healthy. Not for herself, or her un-born child.

But seeing him there, with her. It made her feel sick to the stomach.

She could almost sense them moving behind the curtains the baby, only a few weeks old bustled up in blankets. But when she waited, and waited and waited, he never appeared. She'd been doing this for days, waiting to catch a glimpse of him.

However he never appeared. A pang of guilt hit her. Had he left her?

Could he really of left her?

Off-course he could of. He'd left her and her unborn child after all. He'd be back with his family, who she'd be sure were completely oblivious to the situation. To what had been going on behind their backs. It was sickening really. But then, wasn't she just as much to blame.

Tiffany rubbed her bump carefully in thought. Yes she was just as much to blame for the situation. The abandonment should have been expected. All men had ever done was let her down.

Slamming the car into reverse then began to move back down the driveway; this would be the last time she visited. She promised herself that. He was gone, she didn't need warning anymore. It had happened. It was too late for her and it was too late for herself. The man had gotten to them both.

As she drove Tiffany looked at the phone, it was tempting. All too tempting to dial the number. To call him. But she pushed the selfish thought from her mind, she knew better than that.


It was when Sue turned the corner of the ward heading down to scout out quite how badly rammed A&E was when she collided into the trolley. The paramedic looked apologetically her way and it allowed Sue to get a glance.

She could hear a baby screaming, unsettled painful wails trying to be soothed by a heavily pregnant woman who looked unsure as of what to do exactly with the creature as she tried to coo it but instead ended up matching it's sobs. Sue moved to take the baby from Tiffany Call, knotting it clearly wasn't her own, but the movement allowed her stare to meet the trolley or more the woman within it.

The woman looked mauled. In-fact she didn't look much like a woman at all. Not anymore.

The man began to shout and the trolley came to a stop. A crash trolley came screeching down the hallway and Sue remained fixed to the floor watching the team work.

Her eyes drank the space. She took carefully in the sight of her. What would Harry make of this? She chewed nervously at her lip silently praying for the woman on the trolley. It was a painful few minutes. But she'd gone. She'd been gone all along.

The paramedic slumped down, the man dropping to the floor and pawing his hands in his head. Sue continued to observe. The crash trolley was being wheeled away. There was no haste this time. Another nurse was closing the woman's eyes and people were beginning to whisper and Tiffany let out one final painful sob. Someone was paging a porter.

"What do you think happened to her?" a loud voice boomed suddenly jerking Sue back to life.

She looked with sharp eyes at the younger woman, Charlene, a trainee.

"It's not your place to ask" she snapped back bristly and the girl produced a dramatized sigh.

"Well Collin reckoned it was an RTC, but with those wounds" she gnawed thoughtfully at the pen top. "Nah" she laughed. "She looks like she's been eaten by animals".

"Well do be sure to give you expert opinion to Chief Swan when he comes in won't you Charlene" Sue snapped.

"Or maybe that's just what someone wants you to think. Maybe it was staged?" she pressed eagerly ignoring Sue's snide comment and continuing with as much enthusiasm. "But then again they had to cut her from the wreckage. Fire crew were out and everything. And on a night like this as well can you believe it?" she mulled. "Unless they put her body into the car after she was dead" Charlene pondered.

"We should get back to work. We work with the living not with the dead Charlene. This one's out of our hands now, unless you want to continue your work placement over in autopsy I suggest you go and see if Ms. Higgins needs to use the bed pan" Sue chirped with a cheesy smile.

This was bad news.

It needed to be contained and dealt with. Whichever group it had came from; it would need to be handled with sensitivity.

She left work half an hour later claiming a migraine and drove flat out back into La Push. Leaving the car running as she sprinted into the house in search for Harry.


I hadn't realised quite how much I had sunk back into Embry as Leah told her tale and I passed him a hushed apology. It wasn't intended.

"Is that all of it?" I asked weakly.

"My Mum always thought one of the wolves killed her" Leah whispered. "She always suspected it was one of them" she hissed the pain creeping into her eyes.

"Thank you" I nodded. "For telling me. I was very kind of you" I mused.

"You sure you wanted to hear it?" she asked doubtfully.

"Hey, who said anything about having a choice? I think she deserved at least me listening to how she died. She was my mother after all" I assured trying to hide the fear from my eyes.

"If someone killed her, they've got to be still out there right?" Embry pointed out looking cautiously. "Doesn't that mean you could be in sort of danger?" He laughed nervously.

"Knock it off douche-bag" Leah snapped planting her palm into his skull with a satisfying clout.

I gave her a weak smile. But the tug in my stomach ached as a warning, he was right. Someone was still out there. Someone who posed a danger to everything I stood for.

I need to see Joshua Uley, now more than ever.


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