So it's been a while. I went through a really antisocial stage where I was talking to nobody and was only writing for the sake of finishing challenges. I'm out of it now and slowly bringing myself back to normal by writing small works. This is the biggest thing I've written since.
"God, I've missed this," Paul mumbled, his face buried in her curls. Hermione stifled a laugh, her body arching against his as he moved. The bark against her back didn't even hurt her as she roughly moved up and down. "Everyone can be such cock-blocks."
"I'm surprised we haven't been cock-blocked now," she breathed, moaning when she finished speaking and he tweaked a nipple. "Jared can be such a pain in the ass."
"I threatened him," he admitted, tugging on her earlobe and hissing when she pulled on his hair. "He tried to get Emmett on side but you've got a friend in Blondie and she threatened him with no sex." He rolled his hips and caught a spot inside of her that caused her to tighten around him.
"Remind me, to beat Jared up," she panted, her nails digging into his back. Paul chuckled before thrusting faster and harder, their conversation dying away as they focused on reuniting their bodies. They'd been without sex for at least a whole day now.
"Do you think it's weird?" Hermione asked once they were pulling on clothes, the stench of sex and Paul's near constant arousal coating the surrounding air thickly. "That we can talk about other people whilst we're having sex like we did earlier?" she elaborated at his confused look.
He shrugged. "I don't think it's normal, but we're hardly in a situation where everything makes perfect sense. We're all wound up tight and we have so much on our minds that we were bound to do it. As long as you scream my name, and nobody else's, I don't see anything wrong with it."
She chuckled, pressed a kiss to his jaw before quickly jumping back to avoid his grasping hands.
"Nuh uh," she scolded playfully, wagging her finger from side to side. "We don't have time and Jared is bound to interrupt us if we try to carry on. He's jealous that he's not getting any, you see."
They both laughed loudly as they heard the echo of his outraged cry.
"How is this possible?" Sam snarled, his large paws stomping on the ground in a wolf-like tantrum. "Two leeches left, and they have no scent trails leading back!"
"Do you think they abandoned them?" Quil asked curiously. "They maybe realised that they were in too deep and figured it would be better to leave?"
"No," Brady answered, his furry head shaking. "It was the doctor leech, I'm sure, so he'd be needed more than anyone and you know how much he loves Bella. They should be coming back."
"Who was the other?" Quil questioned, moving to sit down and resting his head on his front paws, his eyes following Sam's agitated movements.
"The pixie," Collin responded. "She adores Bella. I can't see her ditching out either."
"The pixie is the Seer," Sam growled. "She knows we're waiting and is standing back, waiting for a clear path."
"But she's with the doctor," Quil pointed out. "The doctor is needed more than anyone if Bella is really as bad as it looks. They can't just hang out here and wait us out. They'd be putting Bella's life on the line."
"Do you think they had help?" Collin asked quietly, sitting next to Quil and leaning on him slightly. Quil didn't mind; it was nice to be looked upon as if he was the big brother and the source of comfort. "Hermione would be able to get them in and out."
"Was Hermione there?" Quil asked, his head tilted. Brady shook his head in answer. "Then she's still in England. Paul wouldn't have called her back. It's too dangerous."
"But she can defend herself," Brady argued. "And it makes sense. Hermione could take them anywhere in the world with just a click of her heels."
"If that's so, then why did they even need to leave their home, their territory? That is risking it," Quil said.
"To get us distracted," Sam breathed, his body finally coming to a standstill. "If they have a magical way of getting in and out, they only needed to show they left to keep us looking at a dead trail. We're sitting here, planning an attack, whilst they're still at home."
"You really think Paul would bring Hermione into this? When even he has no idea of how dangerous this baby could be?"
"Baby? Quil, it's not a baby. It's a thing, a monster. It needs to be put down."
"Sam, do you even hear yourself? We have no idea! We can't decide that when we don't know all the facts! It could be kind, intelligents or it could-"
"Could be a blood-thirsty creature that would rather see the world burn than learn algebra," Sam snarled, interrupting Quil's defence. "You're either with us, or against us. Choose."
"I'm in this Pack, and I'm the Beta and I'm telling you that this is wrong. But, I'll be in this Pack."
"You obviously side with my views more than theirs," Sam pointed out smugly.
Quil stood up, a soft snarl coming from him. "Or maybe it's because I have Claire over here instead of there and I promised Jared and Embry that I'd look after their imprints too. I'm not here for you Sam, and you better remember that."
Quil closed himself off, not replying and not listening, his thoughts instead focusing on Claire. When his mind got onto her, it took very few things to shake it onto something else.
"Sam," Collin called quietly, not wanting to disturb their new Beta. "I don't want to fight out friends."
"You're going to have to," Sam told him harshly.
"But surely they'll fight with us if it is dangerous," Collin cried. "Plus, if you think they've got Hermione, then we have no hope."
"Yeah," Brady agreed. "And what about the Pup?" Quil's mind faltered as he tuned in to listen to Sam's response.
"He's Leah's imprint, and we shouldn't harm him but-"
"But? There is no 'but'," Quil growled. "You're discussing the possibility of fighting our brothers and sister, and attacking an imprint whilst we're at it. You'll be breaking rule number one!"
"They're not our Pack anymore," Sam shouted, his hackles raised.
"They're mine," Quil said quietly, before his mind was no longer linked to theirs and he disappeared into the forest before they could even stop him.
"He left?" Collin cried, moving to Brady for comfort since he knew he wouldn't get it from Sam. "He actually left."
"He did," Brady agreed, nuzzling his friend. "Moments after telling us he wouldn't leave." The young wolf turned an accusing glare onto their Alpha. "You pushed him away! You pushed Jared and Embry away and before we even began this petty fighting, you pushed Jake, Seth, Leah and Paul away! You're pushing a new member of the Pack away and we haven't even met him."
Sam was breathing heavily, his gaze still focused on where Quil had disappeared.
"What have I done?"
"No way!" Seth howled excitedly, bouncing over to embrace the new wolf that had joined them. Quil was just as excited, his tail wagging as if he was a puppy who'd been told that he could play fetch. "What are you doing here?"
"I'll explain when everyone else is around," Quil replied, nuzzling the younger boy. "I'm just glad to be free."
"It's that bad?"
Quil's mind flashed to the instances when Sam barked at him and ordered him around, his anger at this whole situation coming off of him in waves.
"Damn, he's gone mad," Seth concluded, walking comfortably beside him towards the Cullen's house. "If we switch back now, either Jake or Paul will meet us afterwards."
"Both of us? That'll mean that nobody is on patrol. What if Sam attacks?"
Seth chuckled, phasing back to human and pulling on his cut-offs whilst Quil followed suit.
"You'll find out about that later," Seth told him eerily, looking at him as if it was going to be a huge surprise and would entertain him for days. Quil had a faint idea already. "Hey, Jake! You'll never guess what the wolf dragged in."
Jake and Paul, as Seth had suggested, appeared out of nowhere and waited for the pair to arrive once they caught sight of them. Jacob embraced his best friend happily, squeezing him slightly and not even caring that his manliness was most likely in question.
"Quil, it is so good to see you. Though, I have to admit, we weren't expecting you."
"Sam crossed a line," he replied. "I'll tell the whole Pack but soon, he's gonna turn up and he'll be angry."
Jacob and Paul exchanged a look before the older of the two clapped Quil on the shoulder and steered him to the house.
"Come in," he offered. "Esme just cooked dinner and I tell you, for a vampire, she's an impeccable cook. I suggest we have Pack dinners here from now on."
"I won't say no to that," Esme answered, greeting the small group with an overloaded plate of food which she gave to Quil.
"I will," Emmett grumbled from his seat in front of the tele. "We won't be able to get the stench out of the upholstery for a century."
"Remind me to piss on your bed," Paul snarked, sitting down next to him and snatching the remote. "You'd think that at your age, you would be able to watch something decent, instead of this shit."
Quil exchanged a wide eyed glance with Jacob, who looked amused. Paul really had changed if he was this comfortable around leeches. He hadn't even called them leeches, Quil realised.
"It isn't a match," Carlisle murmured, closing the folder which held the results and placing it on his desk. "I'm not sure whether to apologise or not."
"It doesn't matter what you give," Hermione told him. "That's only one out of a few that I'm yet to test." She ran a hand through her hair, hissing when it got caught on a knot. "I'm dreading every result."
"May I ask how you even got Jared's blood?"
"Bit him," she responded bluntly. "When he first arrived." Carlisle nodded. "I can't attack everyone though."
"You could just ask them for a blood sample."
"What? And tell them, 'hey, I don't think my mum was faithful to her husband and who'd like to find out that they have a sister?'" She laughed without humour. "I don't even know what I'm going to do when I find out who my real dad is, let alone how my newfound family is going to react."
Hello new followers, I like reviews where you tell me what you liked, what you possibly disliked, what you would like to see and what other pairings you'd want me to write as well as other xovers. I love ideas.