*Christina's POV*

The numbness finally faded and I could move my arms. The splint on my right arm felt heavy. I flexed my fingers and there was no sharp pain. I smiled at myself. I really did heal fast. I reached up and touched my head, nothing. All the scratches were gone. My leg was as good as new. I seemed to be alone in my room, but I wasn't sure how long that would last. The entire 2 days I have heard someone rustling around beside me. I took advantage of my alone time and ripped off all the bandages. My hand felt perfectly fine, my leg was fully functional, and I seemed to have no sign of being pummeled. Well, besides the fact that I still had a black eye. I wonder when that would go away. It made me look hideous. I grimaced and shoved my hand held mirror aside.

I got out of bed and threw on my bathrobe. I heard laughing from the other room, so I went to investigate. My mom was laughing at something Claire did. I wasn't sure how long Claire had been here, but it seemed all the imprintees were forced to be together.

"Hey." My voice croaked.

"Chrissy, Chrissy, Chrissy."

"Chrissy." I heard my name being echoed in whispers across the room.

"Oh honey!" My mom practically leaped over Claire sitting in the middle of the floor to get to me. "What are you doing out of bed?"

"I'm fine, really. I feel much better. A little hungry actually."

"There's some left over sandwiches," Aunt Rachel chuckled. "Not sure how there is any left over." She shrugged and walked into the kitchen.

"Come sit down." Grandpa Swan took my arms and guided me over to the couch like I was going to fall over without his help.

"I'm ok Grandpa, I don't need to sit." He ignored me and gently pressed my shoulders to make me sit down.

My mom bent over me, her hands on either side of my face. She tilted my head to look at my eye. "Let me get you some ice."

"Cissy gotta booboo?" Clair asked as she walked over to me.

"Yes, she got hurt, but she's ok now." Quil said as he picked her up to sit her next to me on the couch.

"I sawy." Claire patted my knee. She looked up at my face and pointed to the only reminisce of my incident. "Eye."

I nodded. "Yup, but it will go away."

"It hurt?"

"A little."

Claire's face lit up and she slid off the couch. Quil's arms reached out to catch her if she fell. "I make it better!" She squealed as she ran towards the kitchen.

"Bell Bell Bell…" She sang as she disappeared.

"Yes?" I heard my mom laughing at her.

"Kiss Cissy booboo."

"I will."

"K!" I heard her feet rushing back into the living room.

"You mommy make booboo better."

I couldn't help but laugh at her. "Thanks Claire."

"Welcome!" Quil seemed to catch her interest on her way over to me, so she turned and ran towards him. "Airopwane!" She held her arms out, making them the wings, and leaped into the air. Quil caught her and spun around making noises that did not sound like an airplane's engine. Everyone laughed anyway.

"Here sweetie." Aunt Rachel placed a plate on my lap at the same time my mom came out with an icepack.

Since I needed both hands to eat, my mom gladly held the ice on my eye. Of course after Claire reminded her that she needed to kiss it to make it better.

"Where's Dad and Edward?"

"Still out patrolling. They should be back any minute. I just go done and wanted to phase back before they saw me." Leah rolled her eyes at the thought, and hurried over to me. "I'm so glad you're out of bed! It's been lonely without you." She wined as she pulled me in to hug her.

"I miss you too." I chuckled.

"There's my girl!" I heard my dad say excitedly as he walked into the house.

"Dad!" I pushed past Leah and ran across the room. "Dad, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to… I'm so glad you didn't… I shouldn't have…"

"Christina." My dad put his finger on my lips to silence me. "The only thing that matters is that you're ok." He said softly and kissed my forehead.

I wrapped my arms tightly around his waist. Since he was so tall, hugging him like this made me feel like a little girl. "I'm still sorry." I whispered into his chest.

"Don't be. You did nothing wrong." He whispered into my hair.

"You're up!" Edward stepped around my dad, since we were blocking the door.

I tried stepping away from my dad, but his arms tightened around me and his chest rumbled. As much as it killed me not to go to Edward, I understood my father. So, I tightened my grip around him, and my dad relaxed.

I peeked over at Edward and smiled. Later, I thought.

Edward tried to hide his smile as he nodded slightly and walked towards the couch. My mom moved over to make room for him.

"Did you find anything?" My mom asked eagerly. She looked from Edward to my dad.

I turned in my dad's arms to face everyone else. His hands moved to my shoulders, keeping me in front of him. "Not yet," He squeezed my shoulders and kissed the top of my head. "But I don't want to take any chances. Paul should be back any minute, he was further out than us. Quil, Embry, Sam, and Jared, you start where Paul left off. I want to go out as far as we possible can. I would rather meet them further out," he paused and I looked up at him. He was looking at my mom then he looked down at me. He took a deep breath and shook his head. "They're not coming anywhere near our lands." He looked at the men who were getting ready to go out next. "Nowhere near here." My dad repeated at them.

The four of them nodded. "We got it bro, we're on it." Sam kissed my forehead on his way towards the front door. I wanted so bad to go with them. I wanted revenge.

"No you don't." Edward got off the couch and stood in front of me. Sam, Quil, Jared and Embry froze at the door to look at Edward.

"What does she want?" My dad asked him.

"She want to go out there," Edward gestured with his head towards the door. "With Sam and the others."

My dad turned me to face him, his eyes narrowed. "You're not going anywhere. This is not your fight."

"Yes it is! I'd be out there if I didn't get hurt! This is just as much my responsibility as it is yours!"

"No it's not! You are not to leave this house. You are not even to phase."

"Come on! I'm fine now, see…" I held out my arm that was held together by a brace once before.

"I see that black eye." He annoyingly pointed out.

"That's no big deal. You cant deny my birthright!"

"Yes I can, and I will."

"Please," I begged.

"No." His voice was deep.

"Christina." My grandpa Black appeared at my side.

I looked down at him, daring him to try and reason with me.

"Your father knows what's best for you. I'd listen to him. We don't need another incident like before. Think of your mother, the pain she just went through. Do you want to put your parents through that again?"

"No, Grandpa, but this is who I am. They should have thought of the consequences before they went and jumped into bed together. I am who I am."

"We can't deny you as a werewolf, but you need to let the others protect you. You're still very young and your size shows it."

"I stopped growing! I am frozen at 16." I reminded him.

"That's right. When the wolf gene is triggered and let loose, you stop growing. This is who you will be for the remainder of your time as a protector, but your wolf is not done growing. She only just started. I have never seen one as small as you, but I think it's because you are the only child to have the gene triggered so early. The wolf inside has not yet been able to grow to it's full strength. I hate to say this, but honey, your only a pup."

I heard Emmett chuckle behind me followed by a thud. I knew Edward hit him. I silently thanked him and turned my attention back to my grandfather. He was right. I was extremely small compared to everyone else.

"Fine." I groaned.

"Thank you." Grandpa said, pleased at himself.

"Thanks, Dad." My father sighed, relieved that I gave up the fight. For now.

I caught Edward's glare and knew he heard that. I cant help it. I shrugged and smiled crookedly at him. He smiled back and chuckled slightly.

"What?" My mom asked him. He didn't seem to hear her. She followed his gaze to me and I caught her roll her eyes. "Oh, please." She huffed and got up.

I didn't realize she walked towards me until I felt her pushing me. "Go." She urged and I turned to look at her. She took my place in front of my father.

I walked quickly over to him and his stone arms wrapped around me. I was suddenly in my own protective bubble. As soon as his arms pressed me against him I felt this surge of relief and my body relaxed.

"I have to get to the office before they think I ran away or something." Grandpa Swan stood up and pulled on his coat.

"Quil, Sam, please escort him. Sam take the lead to make sure everything is clear, and Quil keep an eye on the car from behind."

They both nodded and left. The other 2 were already gone.

"I have to get Claire back." Emily said as she pulled Claire's coat on.

"I'll go with you." Kim said as she put her own coat on.

"Emmett, Jasper, and Alice can go with them." Edward offered. The three of them nodded.

"That's… fine." My dad fought to say the words. "Leah, Seth and Paul why don't you try and get some rest. We're going to pick back up as soon as the others get back."

Leah nodded and went to walk outside.

"You don't have to do that." My dad told her.

She looked at Edward and sighed. "I want to."

Seth was already sprawled out across the two blowup mattresses in the corner.

I noticed Paul wink at Aunt Rachel before pulling her against him. "Stop it." She hissed too low for any human ears to hear.

"Come home with me. I'll listen for the others." Paul begged.

I chuckled.

"Paul…" She was about to protest, but he pushed her towards the front door.

"We're going to be at my house. I got her Jake, she'll be perfectly fine." Paul said quickly.

"Paul!" Both my dad and grandfather called after him.

"I'll be fine!" I heard Aunt Rachel call back to them.

"That's gross." My dad shivered.

"Please." My grandpa covered his ears. "Would you mind if I went home for a while? I would like to nap in my own bed."

My dad bit his bottom lip and turned to kick Seth's leg. "Bring my father home." He said too quickly. My fathers arm tightened around my mothers waist and he already had a handful of her shirt.

I shuttered. "Edward, take me to your house." I begged.

"I was just going to say that." He laughed. His eyes were narrowed as he watched my father.

My dad heard him and his eyes widened. "Oh," He gasped and I thought I saw his face flush. That would be a first for my father.

"I don't think that's-" My mom started but my father's hand clasped over her mouth.

"That's a great idea. I'm sure she'd be just as safe over there."

As soon as we walked into the house I noticed it was empty. "Where is everyone?"

"Emmett, Alice, and Jasper are in La Push, Carlisle is at work, Esme and Rosalie went hunting."

"Oh," I turned in Edwards arms and stretched my neck to kiss him. "You lied to my father."

"I don't think he would have minded either way." Edward chuckled.

"Please," I cringed. "I don't want to think about my parents."

"Well," Edward's arms tightened around me. "What do you want to think about?"

You, me, how much I love you… how much I appreciate everything you've done for me that past few days, how much I want to stay in your arms like this forever, how much- My thoughts were cut off my Edward's lips hungrily on mine. I took a few steps backwards, backing myself towards the stairs. Edward knew exactly where I wanted to go. He swept me off my feet without breaking the kiss. Once we were inside his room I heard his door shut behind him and he let my legs go, but held me close to him. His lips left mine, letting me catch my breath. While his lips did wonders on my neck, I fumbled with the buttons on his shirt.

"Chrissy," Edward mumbled against my neck. His hands caught mine, but I was strong enough to push them away. "I don't know…" Edward pulled away from me, but I pushed him down. We fell to the floor.

"I know." I was breathless as I concentrated on his shirt again.

"I could hurt you." He warned.

I clamped my hands around his wrists when he went to stop me again, and slammed his hands on the floor over his head. "Or I could hurt you."

"That's not possible." Edward's body shook under mine as he laughed.

"For me either." I pointed out.

With a grunt Edward had me underneath him on the floor. Our clothes in a torn pile around us.