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Authors Note: Thanks for the reviews and PM's, and for all the ideas and opinions I haven't thought about getting someone to edit yet but I shall keep the offers in mind! As for the different things that were pointed out about Jane and Claire I shall answer them now... Firstly about Claire feeling an "ache", well I considered this but the thing is Claire was really young when she met Quil and all he is to her is a vague memory to her, her dream basically is the only memory she has of him and she doesn't even know that it is about him! Claire I feel won't notice a hollow feeling or an ache because she doesn't know that she is missing something yet, it's like Bella after Edward returns the ache isn't conscious until he returns! It will all reveal itself in time!

As for Jane giving Claire special treatment, to her Claire is different yes, she has a connection to the tribe when h Jane had go of her own as she doesn't want a part in it. But what Jane is doing in her mind is special treatment, she thinks that by telling Claire what to do all the time that she is protecting her, Susan only gets special treatment because she lives up to what her mother wants and responds well to her influence. Jane I believe dosen't even realise that she is giving Susan special treatment it just seems natural and Claire has never really said anything to her about it!

Finally about the spelling, I'm from Ireland and I use the English (Eire) version, and here we say Mam as opposed to Mum so sorry if I confuse people with that but old habits die hard! But just so you know MamMum

Thanks again for reviews and questions I reply to everything as you have probably noticed...So keep reviewing please!

Chapter Eleven

The rest of my day in La Push was spent wandering around with the twins and Hannah who had all finished with their chores. Emily had, had to go visit a friend and do some shopping for dinner so hadn't joined us. I had been invited to dinner to meet my uncle Sam; according to Hannah her Dad had been very disappointed that he hadn't got the chance to meet me, I was surprised by this but smiled politely.

Hannah and the twins enjoyed my company from what I could tell, my lack of knowledge on the things they were talking about made them laugh. When they suggested going to the near-by 7-11 I just looked at them completely bewildered as to what this was, Caleb laughed heartily at this, his great booming laugh as infectious as his mother's smile. After quickly explaining what the 7-11 was their local store we quickly made our way there. The twins went in for something leaving Hannah and I standing outside, Hannah was talking about two of her friends and their complicated adolescent love life when I saw him again.

Like yesterday again my body went rigid, I wanted to go to him to touch him …. I needed to calm down Claire pull yourself together, I told myself. I watched him as he drove his, banged up old green truck, I wasn't sure if he had seen me or not yet so I watched him without fear of him noticing. He was very handsome, he had long black hair that reached to his shoulders, it was messy looking but I wanted to run my fingers through it, he had the deep russet skin tone of a Quileute; I could see through his white stained t-shirt that he had a toned figure and longed to touch him. I silently cursed myself for whatever irrational impulse was coming over me and tried to ignore the compulsion that was raging inside me. Hannah poking me in the shoulder quickly brought me back to reality, "Claire are you alright?", Hannah asked with a hint of amusement in her voice. I managed to tear my eyes away from the beautiful boy and saw that Hannah had a wide grin on her face. "Were you staring at him?" she asked me mischievously. I blushed furiously and looked at my feet before answering, "Just admiring the view" I said grinning back at her, trying to laugh off my moments of insanity about this boy.

The twins could be heard shouting inside the shop, something about how they wouldn't be necessary as he had nothing to fill them with. I wasn't sure what they were talking about but I thought that I would rather not know. The commotion from inside the shop, had not only drawn my attention and Hannah's, it had attracted the man's attention too. It's when he looked up to the shop that he saw me for the first time, I saw him freeze and stare at me, and watched as his mouth opened in what appeared to be shock. I blushed again under his intense stare, only for Hannah to interrupt my thoughts once again, this time I gratefully listened to what she had to say. "Now there's two of you….staring….just like Mam and Dad.." Hannah was looking at me oddly, just like Emily did earlier when she had been talking to me. Just then the twins came out of the shop, threats being thrown out the door after them, I thought to myself that my assumptions on there conversation in the shop were right and shook my head, typical boys!.

Before I could really think anything further Reilly looked across the street and saw the boy too, he smiled in recognition and waved calling to him, "Hey Quill!" I felt a familiar panic at the thought of the boy coming over and quickly began counting my breaths. The boy looked as though someone had hit him and looked around in confusion for a moment till he saw where the greeting was coming from. Reilly motioned for him to come over, and I saw Quill move hesitantly in our direction, he looked as nervous as I felt. When I saw him up close I realised that he looked younger from a distance, he wasn't a boy he was a man, and he was more than handsome; he was absolutely drop dead gorgeous. I silently cursed to myself, that was something Susan would say not me, surely I cold think of a better way to describe him, but words seemed to fail me when I was near him.

Quill didn't look directly at me at all, seemingly attempting to pretend that I wasn't there, that is until Reilly with what I saw was a look of pride on his face introduced me. "Hey Quill we'd like you to meet our cousin, all the ways from London, Claire!" If it hadn't been for my utter sense of being mesmerised by Quill I would have been touched at the emotion in Reilly's voice. Quill for the first time looked directly at me, and if I had had difficulty breathing before it was nothing compared to now, I stopped breathing entirely under his stare. Quill seeming to realise that there was people around him and in keeping with manners put out his hand in offer of a handshake. I quickly took his hand, when our skin touched it amazed me at the reaction my body had. For one thing his skin burned against mine as though it was on fire, my heart accelerated and beat almost painfully against my chest; most amazingly of all my breathing completely returned to normal. This realisation would have set off another one in sheer surprise but Quills presence seemed to sedate it somehow. "Nice to meet you…" I finally managed to stutter.