Hello everyone! As promised, here is the next chapter for you. I'm going to try and update every Wednesday, but because of my long pause in updating, I'm giving you two chapters to enjoy (though I'm not assuming!)

As always, Twilight is not mine (bummer). It is the rightful owner of Stephenie Meyer and always will be. Keep slaying girl.

Emily POV:

I couldn't believe it, it was actually working. No one had seen or spoken to Paul in months. No one knew where he was. My plan actually worked. Now to get everyone back in Sam's good books. I did feel bad about putting my Sammy through all of this, but I needed him to see that Paul was no good for the Pack. What with his violent temper and hostile attitude to his brothers' imprints. He had to be stopped, and it looked like he finally got the message. Even Bella had stopped coming around. We hadn't seen her for months either. Jacob had seen her a total of two times in 3 months and from what he said, she was in pain. Good, I thought. That ought to serve her right for getting involved with Paul in the first place. I was getting better too. I was really trying not to picture Paul whilst Sam and I made love, but it was so hard! That hard-russet body, that violent temper, well, it did things to a woman that couldn't be overlooked. So, I still pictured him pounding into me. I pictured Paul giving me immense pleasure and kissing me like I was the only woman for him. Not Sam. I didn't really know if I wanted to be with Sam anymore. But if I wasn't with him, I'd have no one. I guess I should just suck it up and carry on with him. As if he heard his name in my thoughts, he came bounding through the back door and straight into my arms, kissing my scars as he went.

"You seem to be in a good mood baby" I said, kissing him on the lips. Mmm Paul.

"Well, Jacob and Lauren have some news that they want everyone to hear, I'm going to start a campfire on the beach. D'ya reckon you could rustle up some party food?" he asked. Jacob and Lauren. She was a nice girl, I got on with her really well. We both had the same attitude when it came to Bella, but we never spoke of it in front of the others. It was our little secret.

"Of course I can Sammy, what time is everyone going to be here?"

"Probably in a few hours. Do you want me to help you? I can get the guys to start the fire-"

"-no it's fine, besides I can't trust you around my cooking, you'd eat it all and then there would be nothing left for anyone else!" I laughed. I must admit, even thought I pictured Paul in bed with me, I did love my Sammy. He was good for me. Maybe I would stick around for him, after all, he seems happy with me too. The ancestors wouldn't have put us together if they didn't think so.

"Alright, well maybe I can invite Bella over to help? I know you haven't seen her for a while. I'm sure you two would enjoy some time together-"

"-Oh I don't think that's such a good idea Sam" I pulled away from him and settled myself at the table in front of my tea "You know Jacob said she's a lot worse. I think being here would be the worst thing for her" I said, trying to sound upset about it. Truth was, I couldn't stand to be around that girl. I'd much rather have Lauren here to help me, but I know that she would be with Jacob.

Sam looked at the ground "Yeah I didn't think of that… you know… I haven't heard from Paul in a long while… do you think he's okay?" Great, more questions about Paul. But if I was to keep Sam on my side, then I had to say whatever I could to keep him happy.

I got up from the table and pulled Sam into a hug "Baby, I'm sure Paul is fine. You know what he's like. He's probably still moping about Bella. They'll get over it eventually" I kissed him. He seemed to relax a little as he kissed me back, then he smiled.

"You're so right Em, I think I made the right decision keeping those two apart, it's for their own good-"

"-yes, baby, it is. Now, shoo! Away from my kitchen so I can make a start on your feast" I playfully shoved him out of the kitchen as he gave me a playful scowl.

"Make sure you make lots and lots of cookies" he said innocently, before sticking his tongue out and closing the door behind him. I shook my head in exasperation. He was so silly, but I liked it. I made a start on the food, weighing all of the ingredients for steak pies. I was the Pack mother, or so that's what they all called me. But being a mother meant being in charge. I liked that. It was nice to know that even a little human like myself could bring down a whole pack of shapeshifters if I so wished. All I'd have to do is play Sam like an instrument and he'd carry out my deeds for me, without him even knowing what was going on or why he was doing it. But I didn't wish to bring them down, I wanted them all to be well fed and happy with me as their Pack mommy. So, I grit my teeth, fought down thoughts of Paul and got on with the cooking.

Sam POV:

"You're so right Em, I think I made the right decision keeping those two apart, it's for their own good-" Why was I saying this? Was she right? Did I make the right decision? Was it even my decision to make?

"-yes, baby, it is. Now, shoo! Away from my kitchen so I can make a start on your feast" She playfully pushed me out of the kitchen, and I couldn't help my reaction. I felt playful. I stuck my tongue out at her before leaving the kitchen. Once outside, my head felt so much clearer. It felt like my own mind again. She had done it again, hadn't she? Used something against me to make me do what she wanted. I still didn't understand how or why she was doing it, but it seemed to be something to do with Paul and Bella. Why did she want them apart? I knew how much pain he was going through and Bella too. I didn't even know where Paul was. He had just run one day and didn't come back. I missed him, even though he hated me. He was one of the first to phase after me, so we had a strong connection. I didn't want to treat him like shit, but I honestly had no control over it. I loved Emily, I really did. I would always feel guilty about scarring her beautiful face. Maybe that's why she was doing this to me. If that was the case, it wasn't the worst that I deserved. But Paul didn't deserve to be punished alongside me. I'd take whatever Emily threw at me in a heartbeat, if it made her feel better about what I did to her. But to punish Paul and even Bella- that was taking it too far. I hadn't even seen the girl in months. She refused to come onto the reservation. She stopped talking to everyone. Rightly so. The rest of the pack acted as if she didn't exist when she still came to our campfires, half hoping Paul would turn up. But when he never did, she lost hope and stopped coming. I felt sorry for her. But I also did this to her.

No, I didn't do this to her. Emily was. But why Bella? She was so sweet and kind and innocent. sI was still trying to work it out in my head. I could talk to the guys about it but most of them don't really talk to me anymore, only if we patrol together, and even then, it's talk about bloodsuckers. The Cullens were still in Forks, and word had got back to the reservation that Bella had been spending a lot of her time with one of them. The mind reader, Jared had called him. It wasn't right. Bella was one of us, she was Pack. I had to do something; this had gone on for long enough.

Time to find Paul.

Paul POV:

I had been staying in Port Angeles for a few months. I didn't have the guts or the hope to go home. Home for me was now a dingy motel that I could only afford by finding a job nearby. They were pretty impressed with my stamina and strength that they didn't hesitate to hire me. Now I was a foreman at a building site, and I actually enjoyed it. Putting my grief and anger into my work was therapy in its own way. I sometimes wandered what she was doing. But I couldn't remember anything about her or why I was still thinking of her. I hoped that she was happy either way. I hadn't seen Embry for a few weeks, probably too busy fucking his imprint. Okay, that was mean of me. He had been a good friend to me in recent months and seemed to be the only one looking out for me. However, I always wondered how deep Emily had her claws in Sam. If he didn't see it soon enough, she was going to do some real damage.

I missed the guys. Jared. Seth, hell even Leah. She was a bitch, but she was our bitch.

I had put up with so much in my childhood, but never asked for help. I didn't want to satisfaction of doing it, because I thought I could handle it on my own. I did a pretty good job of it too. I moved on from my past and things were looking up for me when I found a new family in the Pack. But now that Sam has taken that away from me, I needed help. I was willing to ask anyone for help. I needed to get my life back. I was just existing. The hole in my chest was painful, but nothing would close it.

I was lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling. Man, I needed a drink. There was a bar downstairs. Hmm, that had potential. I got into the shower and set the water as hot as I could to relax my muscles. I hadn't phased in months. I didn't want to hear anything from my so-called family. I didn't want to hear sympathy or rejections anymore. My wolf was itching to break free, but I kept a tight hold on the urge to phase.

Mate. Want. Need.

"Yeah, I know, I know, but you know what, she isn't here anymore, so you're going to have to get used to it" I spat back to him. Fuck, had I really just spoken to myself. Is this what it was coming to? Having conversations with my wolf? Was he the only one left that I had? Whilst in the shower, I realised how horny I actually was. It had been months since my last fuck. I could easily find a quick lay here in Port Ange but I wouldn't. I didn't know who she was anymore, but I still knew she was mine. Like the wolf would even allow me to fuck another girl, when he knew what we had back home.

Go home. Get her. Need her. Fuck her.

"This is our home now, got it?" Ah man, stop it Paul. You're losing it. Even if I couldn't run my frustration out with sex, I could still jerk off. Bracing my hand against the tiled wall, I wrapped my thick hand around my dick and slowly started pumping. Letting the water from the shower run down the back of my neck, I gave into the pleasure I was giving myself. I didn't really have anything to picture but focused on the sensation of jerking off. Man, it felt good to have some pressure on Paul Jr. I sped my hand up, feeling soooo good.

"Oh, fuck yeah" I moaned, speeding up my hand further. I started pumping my hips into my hand as I felt my climax approaching. One more pump, two more… I let out a growl as my cum shot out of the end of my cock in hot jets, before travelling down the drain, wasted. I quickly finished my shower, feeling a bit better about my sexual frustration, before getting dressed and heading down to the bar.

It was a shitty bar, but they had alcohol and that was exactly what I needed right now. I sat at the bar and ordered a whole bottle of vodka. Because that's exactly the amount it would take to make a shapeshifter drunk. The barman looked at me as if I was crazy when I had finished the bottle in record time and ordered another one.

Man, it felt good to not think of anything for a while. I felt so good. I was free from my thoughts.

"What can I get ya?" the barman asked the guy that had just taken the seat next to me.

"Another bottle of vodka and two glasses please" a familiar voice said. Burning rage filled my body at the sound of his voice. I looked at him, teeth bared into a snarl.

"Thought I'd find you here, although it was pretty easy. I knew you wouldn't be too far away"

"What do you want Sam?" I snarled. He had a nerve. And a death wish. Sam received the vodka from the barman and poured out two glasses.

"I want to put things right" he said, sliding the glass towards me. I picked it up, going for a sip before throwing it at the wall. The glass smashed all over the floor, but I was too angry with Sam to give a shit about the mess I just made. The barman, however, was livid.

"What the fuck do you think you're playing at?!" he shouted. He dug for a rag underneath the bar and looked around before turning to face me. "Look, I can see you're not in the right headspace, so I'm going to let that one slide. Anything else, and you're both out. You're lucky it's empty in here" he said, looking at Sam as well. I growled under my breath as the barman went to clear the mess up. I sank back the vodka form the bottle I already had and got up to leave. I didn't want to hear anything Sam had to say.

"Wait, Paul, please, I'm serious. I want to put this right!" he grabbed my shoulder, which led me to turn around fast and land a punch right in his face.

"Right, that's it! Out, the both of you! Get out of my bar!" the barman screamed, but I was already out of the door. I launched myself down the street. Like hell was I going back to the motel for Sam to follow me, he'd know where I was staying and never leave me the fuck alone. I had to ask myself though, why was he here? Did he really want to put things right? I knew Sam, I've known him for years. He wouldn't make a trip like that just to mess with me some more. Or I hoped he wouldn't anyway. Even if he tried to, I'd beat the shit out of him before he could issue any order. I steered myself into an alleyway, next to a massage parlour. This was the dark scene of Port Ange, but it had the cheapest motels, which was a bonus for me. Sam obviously found me within minutes, probably sniffed me out. He slammed me against the wall.

"Paul just listen to me. I know what I did, I'm sorry, but I'm trying to make it right-"

"How the fuck are you going to fix this mess Sam? Tell me that! I don't remember who she is anymore! You did that to me! You took away my imprint! MY IMPRINT!"

"It wasn't me; it was Emily! Look, I don't know how she did it or why she's doing it, but she does something and it's like she gets into my head and makes me want to be an asshole-"

"You are an asshole-"

"No, I'm not! I'm a good guy Paul! You of all people should know that! I love Emily, I do, but she's doing something to me and it's making me bad. Don't you see-"

"Of course I see it Sam! All of the guys do, but we don't get to say anything because you order us to keep our fucking mouths shut!" He didn't reply. Good fucking decision.

Silence fell amongst us and neither of us filled it. I was thinking over what he had said. I mean I knew there was some juju shit that Emily was doing to him, but it was fucking hard to put the blame on Emily right now when the order came out of Sam's mouth. When everything Sam did, came from Sam.

Finally, he broke the silence.

"I'm going to get you and Bella back together, I just gotta figure out a way to stop Emily from finding out. You know she thinks I'm down at the beach making a fire right now? I had to lie to her to get away before she could stop me-"

"-So, who the fuck knows you're here"

"Just Jared, but he has my back. If Emily can't find me at the beach, he's going to say that I'm getting more wood for the fire" he sighed in annoyance. Then looked at me, with a weird look in his eye.

"You know, I have a feeling I know why she's doing it- I just don't want to admit it to myself because-"

"I get it, but this is serious Sam. Look what's she doing- and for what? Just so she can keep me and Bella apart?" So that was her name! Bella. My Bella. My imprint.

"But why is she keeping you and Bella apart Paul? Why? Because she doesn't like Bella… for some reason, I don't feel like that's it…"

Silence again. Sam had to work this out himself. What was the point if I just gave him the answers? He needed to figure out what Emily was capable of himself or he'll never stop her.

"…or because, she doesn't like you? But she's always been great to you, so it can't be that…"

I knew he knew what the answer was, from the way he was hesitating. But that was just it. He didn't want to admit that his imprint was playing with his head and making him do unspeakable things all because she couldn't have another man.

"I don't blame you. You've shown nothing but gratitude to Emily for looking out for us when we first phased"

Here it comes, I thought.

"But she wants you Paul. You know, she's called out your name in bed once. Tried playing it off like she'd seen you out the window behind the trees, but I knew, I knew all along" Damn, I didn't like the guy but goddamn I couldn't stand to see him upset. I walked over and clapped my hand on his shoulder, a show of support.

"Let's head back to my motel, get another drink" I suggested. Without any more words, we headed back for the motel. We needed a long talk.

Ours. Mate. Need. Bella.

Jared POV:

"I'm gonna head off and find Paul, I gotta feeling I know where he is but-"

"-you want me to keep Emily out of the way?"

"Thanks" Sam said, he looked towards his house before running into the woods. Fuck, this was going to be fun. Sam had been talking about it for a while, but we never actually thought he'd do it. He must have figured out what Emily was doing to him. Figures. Embry was the last one to see Paul, but it had been a few weeks since he'd since him last. He said they looked in libraries for anything to help out Paul with Sam's Order. They didn't find anything useful, but Embry did find something that could help Sam. We had the book hidden in a tree just behind Emily's house. Oh, the irony. The campfire was done, we were just waiting for Sam to get back before starting it. I didn't know how long he'd be but my one instruction from him was to stall for as long as possible. Seth and Embry walked out of the woods to join me.

"Hey man" I nodded at Embry.

"Hey, Sam gone already?" he asked.

"How did you know about that?" I asked.

"Come on man, Seth and I were in the treeline, you think we'd miss a chance to see Sam go behind Emily's back, hell naw-"

"-yeah we were so excited!"

"Alright Seth, cool down dude" I said. That kid could get overexcited too quickly. To think Seth was born to kill vampires was mind boggling.

"So, what do we do now?" Embry asked.

"Hey guys! Got the fire ready?" Fuck. We all turned at the same time to see Emily walking towards us, carrying bags of food. We looked at each other, silent communication between us. My eyes told them Don't tell her where Sam is!

They nodded slightly and Seth, being Seth, bounded over to Emily, took the bags from her and practically jumped on the poor girl.

"Oh Seth! Haha, nice to see you too" she said awkwardly, giving him a one-armed hug back. Seth pulled her by the hand, carrying both bags in his other and sat her down on one of the logs. Embry kicked Seth in the ankle and gave him a look that said Stop being so obvious something isn't right!

"Mmm, smells great Emily, what have you made for us hungry wolves?" I said, trying my best to steer her attention away from the unlit fire. It was still light out, so we were justified in not lighting it yet, but she would start to wonder where Sam had gone soon enough.

"Well, I know how you like my steak pies, so I made 8, just to be safe" she gave me a wink "and then I baked cookies and strudel and then there's other pieces in there- hey, where's Sammy?" she asked. She was looking around, obviously just realising she couldn't see him. Seth was about to speak but Embry booted him in the leg again, blaming that he saw a sand worm crawl up his leg.

"You've never seen a sand worm before Seth? Well, you'll thank me for that later…" I tried holding my laugh in. Of course, there was no such thing as a sand worm but immediately Seth jumped onto the log with a high-pitched squeal, that had even Emily laughing.

"Guys, where's Sam?" she asked again, a little more forcefully.

"He's gone to collect some more firewood. We can't light it yet because it's still light but this baby's gonna be big" I said confidently. Emily seemed satisfied with my answer.

"He's always trying too hard; it'll be a great bonfire. Do you know what Jacob and Lauren's news is about?" she asked. Huh?

"Uh, we didn't know they had news. We just thought we were having a bonfire for old times sake" I said. Sam never mentioned anything about Jacob. Embry and Seth were looking at me, with that face.

The classic 'what the fuck' face.

"Oh yes, apparently it's really exciting! But Jacob didn't want to say anymore until everyone was together" she said. I tried to rack my brains as to what the news could be. Maybe she was knocked up already. I mean I wouldn't put it past them, they fucked like rabbits.

"Oh okay, well it's good that he's gone to get some more firewood. I'm sure if it's exciting enough it'll turn into a celebration no doubt" I said. Emily looked at me with a weird glint in her eye. Like she could see straight through my lie. But I didn't' give her anything else. I turned back to Seth and Embry.

"Right, let's get this food set up, they'll be here soon" I said, with a small wink. Embry and Seth knew who I meant. Emily made herself busy by setting up the table for the food.

I just hoped that wherever Sam was, he could get through to Paul. Paul was a stubborn ass. But he also deserved happiness. And Bella. I just really really hoped those leeches hadn't sunk their teeth into her too deep. I hated myself for the way I've treated Bella recently. I should have checked in with her every once in a while, but I knew it only caused her pain to see any of us. It just reminded her of Paul. I was lucky to have Kim. I couldn't even begin to imagine the pain that would rip through me if I was told I could never see her again and Paul has had enough shit to deal with in his life.

Edward POV:

Bella and I had been spending a lot of time together. Strange. For the past 92 years, I've never met anyone like her. I couldn't read her mind like the others. She fascinated me. When I was with her, it was peaceful and quiet. I could actually enjoy my own thoughts for a change. Though it did bring a ton of frustration at not being able to tell what she was thinking. Despite enjoying the time I spent with her, she was in pain. She had told me of a boy called Paul from the Quileute Reservation. I had heard of him before. Volatile. Violent. Bad-tempered. Ladies man. But Bella was in pain. Just a few choice words for Paul. But it was obvious that Bella really felt something for him. Apparently, he had taken off one day, months ago, and never returned. She'd had no contact from him. She had said "It's just like he's disappeared off of the face of the earth". She was a great girl, and if I had my own way, I'd take her for myself. But my mother, even though she died back in 1913, raised me better than that. Esme still drummed it into us boys even now. Besides, I'd find someone someday, I'm sure of it. But Bella belonged to someone else. It was just nice to have someone to be around where I could be myself. Well, not myself completely. I still had the little snag of being a vampire. But Bella could never know. The Volturi would be sure to track her down and kill her. No. My existence, as will my family's, will stay a secret.

For Bella.

A/N: I knoooow I said I wouldn't invite Edward into the story, but I couldn't help myself. But I do promise he won't cause any trouble! Emily will be dealt with too, so don't worry!