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Authors Note: Thanks for all the reviews people!! The good and the angry...I'm glad you like it! In answer to some of the questions etc. As for Claire not suffering as much as Quil did when she left pay attention to her asthma...Claire suffered too she just didn't know why or that there was a reason. As for Jane...yeah she's kind of a cow to Claire most of the time but a lot of parents are like that to their kids but they don't mean to be harsh they think they know whats best it's just the way things go and look at it from her perspective she dosen't understand the werewolf thing and she finds out Sam is one and he hurt Emily when he was a relatively newborn, then Quil comes forward saying he has imprinted. Jane is for one freaked out about a sixteen year old claiming to have a connection of sorts to her toddler and finds out that he is only relatively new to being a werewolf therefore she thinks from what Sam said about newborns being a potential risk and is scared he will hurt Claire. Despite everything Jane in her own odd way loves Claire she is just slightly frightened of her I think she dosen't understand her Susan being more straight forward as far as she is concerned. So stop hating on Jane so much going to La Push was a huge deal for her baby steps... Apologies for that rant I'll add a chapter from Jane's POV at some stage to explain this better, but she is not evil just misguided!
Alright then I'm going to upload again today just not sure when! Review as always good,bad and the angry all welcome:D
Chapter Nine
The next morning Jane stuck her head in the door, and told me that she was leaving. The night before had continued in silence so I was surprised that she had taken the time to come and inform me of her departure. I nodded my head in acknowledgment and rolled over onto my side pretending to go back to sleep. Jane seemingly satisfied by my response closed the door quietly and left the hotel suite. I quickly stood up and practically ran into the hall to get to the phone.
I picked up the receiver and was put through to reception, where the woman there informed me that there was a bus to La Push in the next hour from outside the bookstore at the end of the street. I thanked her and hung up, I knew the bookstore that she was talking about and ran into my room and rummaged through my wardrobe. I pulled on a pair of skinny grey jeans, and my brown radio-head t-shirt, I let my hair down and pinched my cheeks before grabbing my messenger bag and running out the door.
When I got to the bus stop the bus was about to pull away but stopped when the driver saw me waving franticly for it to stop. I jumped on paid the driver and sunk into the a seat behind the driver. I made to tie my laces which I had forgotten to do in my rush, they were my favourite red converse with green laces. Jane hated them but I loved them and wore them with just about everything, I smiled to myself at the memory of when Jane had first seen them. She really was a snob I thought to myself.
On the way there I scribbled nervously in my notebook , and thought about what my mother would do to me if she came back early, I shuddered at the thought. I had planned my trip to the best of my ability, I figured that she would be back at about nine that night and as it was ten thirty now I would have most of the day to spare. I could get the six o clock bus back and be there in plenty of time.
The bus journey seemed to take no time and I could feel myself growing nervous again at my sudden burst of courage. Within no time I was stepping off the bus and was making my way down the street to Emily's house. I walked slowly up the path several times stopping considering turning back before I got into trouble. But before I could consider this further I saw the door swing open, and my aunt step out, her grin was enough to put any doubts that I had to rest. I quickly walked up to the porch to meet her, Emily grabbed me in a one armed hug and led me into the house. "Claire honey I'm so glad you came by!" she exclaimed positively beaming at me, like yesterday I couldn't help but smile back at her. "Thanks" I managed to splutter out eventually feeling happier than I had in a long time. When I got inside I saw that Emily wasn't alone and there were people sitting around the kitchen table arguing with one another.
"I'm sorry did I come at a bad time?" I exclaimed feeling slightly foolish for intruding on them. Emily looked up at me as though I had said something ridiculous, "Of course not don't be silly it's just breakfast would you like some?" Emily started asking me but dragged me to the table before I could even answer. The people at the table hadn't even looked up at my entrance they were too embroiled in their argument. I couldn't really follow what they were talking about, I heard something that I thought sounded like cliff diving but I dismissed this notion thinking that if it had been that then they wouldn't speak about it so freely in front of their mother.
"Kids" Emily called in a quiet but authoritative voice, they all stopped and looked up at her and then quickly to me. "This is your cousin Claire she just came by to meet you all!" Emily said in answer to the confused expressions they all wore. The twins looked at each other in surprise and Hannah looked me up and down in wonder. "Hello.." I managed to choke out nervously, before blushing at their collectively prolonged stare, which made me shuffle nervously on the spot. "Kids" Emily said snapping them out of their daze, one of the twins grinned at me "Hey there cuz about time you paid us a visit where've you been hiding yourself?" I smiled in response and laughed along with Emily and the boy that had spoke to me. "The names Riley, the boy said in a friendly manner, I put my hand out to shake his, but he laughed stood up and caught me up in a bear hug. I laughed at this and soon settled myself into a chair following a hug from each of my cousins. Soon we were talking as though we had known each other all our lives and the twins were teasing me about my accent, "Quite posh aren't we!" Riley was saying in a ridiculous voice, and Caleb soon joined in, "Oh why la de dah!" Emily gave the boys an appraising look and rolled her eyes at them.
Most of the morning was spent mocking one another on the twins part, and for the rest of it we compared where we grew up. I talked about the private school that I attended, about my friends and what I had done in my spare time considering that I had grown up in the city. Then I listened in wonder as they told me about their pastimes, the cliff diving that I thought I had imagined hearing actually existed, about growing up on the reservation and going to school there. I was consumed in jealousy as they described how there house was like a halfway house friends and family always calling by…..I thought to myself about how we rarely had people over unless it concerned someone and there work. My parents thought that it was inappropriate to have people over when my grandmother was living there too. This was upheld vehemently unless it was for my parents business or of course a friend of Susan's, my friends were inappropriate therefore unwelcome. I eventually became rather quiet settling for listening, when they spoke of pets and games they would play as children, not having anything to contribute of my own. I could see Emily watching me and somehow knew that she knew what I was thinking.
"Right now then kids, I think that you have some chores to do?", Emily began looking around the table at her children, as they began to protest. "Hey hey hey!" she exclaimed "My house my rules!" was her defence to all the protests posed to her. One of the twins, I couldn't tell which protested that it wasn't every day that he got to meet his cousin, Emily had quickly responded that it wasn't every day that she had gotten the chance to meet her niece, the twin had quickly responded with a "touche", kissed his mother on the cheek before hitting his brother and running out the door, brother in pursuit. Hannah had laughed at them before deciding that she had better go referee them. When they had gone Emily turned to me and smiled one of her infectious smiles, "Now…I finally get to speak to my niece….welcome home Claire".