A/N: Thanks to the people who replied! Ok, so this is the second chapter to this. I hope you like it! It's pretty short...

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight just the movie, and the book, and the directors notebook, and a poster, and the soundtrack…

Emily's POV

Chapter 2: Wolves

I stared at the wolf, and it stared back at me, with a look I had grown accustomed to yesterday, Sam's look. But that was silly; this wolf couldn't give me Sam's look. It was just a wolf! Wolves don't look at people like this, with a look so full of love and devotion.

Suddenly, the wolf turned and walked behind the thick foliage of the forest. There was a rustling and, in a second, Sam walked out from the bushes. In the same place, the wolf had disappeared to.

There was another thing about Sam; he wasn't wearing a shirt, just cargo shorts. I could see his muscles bulge under his skin. He had a six-pack! Sam looked muscular, yet slim. I don't think there was an ounce of fat on his whole body.

I realized I was staring at him, and quickly moved my gaze up to his face. Sam was looking at me again; did he ever take his eyes off me? Willingly I mean.

Well, if it was hard for him, it was equally hard for me. There was just something about him that drew me in. Sam just felt like the piece that completed me. I had dated guys before, but I hadn't felt like this with any of them, and I barely knew Sam!

I was so caught up in my thoughts that I had forgotten about the wolf, until Sam brought me back to reality. "Uh…Hello," he said, "So, you got my note. About meeting me here. Well, you obviously did, or else, you wouldn't be here. Oh, ugh. I'm really screwing up. I keep babbling."

"Oh, it's okay," I said, slightly nervous, "So, um…why did you want to meet me out here?" I had to figure out why he had wanted to meet with me. It was probably to talk about Leah, her birthday was coming up, and maybe he needed an opinion of what to get her. Still, my fantasies kept running through my head, fantasies that would never come true, Sam was Leah's. Not mine.

"I don't know how to say this, but um…" Sam seemed to be struggling, "Well, there's this connection between us. I love you Emily, more than you can ever know, and I know it might seem stalkerish, and weird that we barely know each other, but I love you Emily."

I couldn't comprehend what I had just heard. How could Sam feel that way about me? He was in love with Leah, wasn't he? I was just Leah's cousin, come to spend spring break here. We barely knew each other! Sam was just lying, playing me. There was no possible way that he could feel the same way about me that I felt about him. "Um…huh?" I said.

"Here, I think it would be best if I started at the beginning. Please, please don't get scared away. I want you to know the truth about me. If you don't want to be around me anymore, it's not your fault. Just, know I love you, and I mean that with every single cell of my body." Sam told me. I had no idea why I should be afraid of him. But, I was willing to hear his story, and learn why he thought I would run from him. "Me, and some people in my family, we're different from humans."

"Wait." I said, "You say that as if you aren't human!" he was confusing me. How could Sam not be human?

"Well, I'm not entirely human. I'm what some people would call a werewolf." He said this, and it took me a few minutes to understand what he had said. The first thing that I thought was that he must have been joking! Werewolves didn't exist, outside of Hollywood! I looked at Sam with disbelief in my eyes, but his gaze showed complete, and utter love, and I got the feeling that he would never lie to me.

I was reading way too much into this! There was no way that one look could convey so many different emotions! Suddenly, I remembered, the wolf! It had gone behind the bush, and a few seconds later, Sam had stepped out of that very same bush.

"T-t-the w-wolf t-that was h-h-here five minutes a-ago—" I started nervously, but he cut me off.

"Yes, that was I. I was waiting for you, but I didn't hear you come up so I was still in wolf form when you arrived," he said, "If, you don't want to be around me any more, now that you know the truth, I won't bother you, just remember, I will always, always be there for you." He said this with such sincerity, that I had to believe him. Though there was one thing that disturbed me. There was this connection between us. I could feel it pulling me toward him; I fought the urge to run at him. How could he think that I could leave? Now, that I had felt this, and new how he felt about me?

"Can you tell me from the beginning? When all this started? I'd kind of like to know more about this whole werewolf business." I did, the way I felt about Sam was like nothing I had ever felt before. There was a feeling inside of me that wanted to know him. No, I didn't want to know more about him, I needed to know everything about him.

"Of course Emily!" He said, I loved the way he said my name, "I'll start at the beginning. You know how we Quileute have elders?" he asked, I nodded and Sam continued, "Well, it started last year, all of them were looking at me strangely, like they were just waiting for something to happen. It felt like I was going to explode any second, well, I did actually." He chuckled a bit as he said this, and I found myself memorizing his laugh.

"A few months back, I got a pretty bad score on a test, and my mom was yelling at me, like 'you can do better' and stuff like that. I just snapped. I jumped out of my seat, and I tried to run out of the house. It was to late, I changed for the first time in the family room," As Sam continued his story, he began to seem more and more upset. He had started shaking in his seat.

"U-u-unfortunately f-f-f-for m-my m-m-m-mom," it seemed hard for him to say the words, and he had his eyes closed tight, as if fighting some battle in his head, "sh-sh-she w-wa-was i-in t-t-the r-room. I-i-i-I a-a-attacked m-m-m-m-m-my o-o-ow-own m-m-mom!"

Suddenly, and with no prior warning, Sam jumped up, there was a ripping of clothing, and there in front of me, was the giant black wolf I had seen earlier, who I now knew to be Sam. The look in his eyes did not have the same, gentle, caring look Sam's eyes had, had every time he looked at me, now they were filled with some, crazed frenzy!

In one, swift fluid motion, claws raked across my right cheek, and continued down my arm. I cried out in pain, suddenly, the claws were gone, and the last thing I saw was a giant black wolf, howling at the sky.

Sam POV

No. No. This had not happened. But there she was, my love, my everything, lying on the ground at my feet; half her face, covered in hideous claw marks. My claw marks. I howled at the sky, that had once been so beautiful, but now was only nice, compared to Emily, hoping someone, anyone would hear, and save her before it was to late.

I hadn't meant this to happen, but talking about my first phase, and my mom, just broke me. My self control had gotten better, if I had known I would break this easily, I never would have brought Emily out here, alone.

Emily was all I could think about, and I raised my voice to the sky, in a loud, longing, sad sound. Hoping, praying, that someone would hear. Through my howling, all that I could think of was that Emily could not die! She could not, and would not die, not now, when I had found the person that mattered more to me than life itself. If she died, I would die. I would never live without her.

My throat grew horse, and I finally walked over to Emily, curling up next to her, and licking the blood off her beautiful face. Even with the gashes in her face, she was beautiful. I could not imagine another woman, being so breathtakingly beautiful, or kind, or more superior in any of my Emily's attributes.

I lay besides her, feeling her breaths, and her heartbeat, licking her comfortingly, cherishing every moment with her, breathing in her sweet scent. And yet, I never grew calm. I could not phase back to my human form. Even if I had been able to, I would not have left her side.

Crunch. Crunch. My ears perked up, and I could hear the faint sound of wheels, crunching on the hard rocks, and soft earth of the path. A little less distinct, were the sound of human footsteps, footsteps I have grown used to over the past few years. Harry Clearwater. Emily's uncle, by the sound of the tires, he was also pushing Billy Black, Jacob Black's father, with him.

They were heading the wrong way, far more left then we were. I gave out a loud bark, and abruptly, the footsteps stopped, and started again, coming directly to Emily, and I.

"Sam!" called Harry, "Sam! Are you there? We heard you howling! Is everything oka—" he stopped talking as he rounded the last bend in the path and came across me, crouched over Emily's body protectively.

"W-w-what happened?" Billy looked dumbfounded, "Is she alive?"

I did my best to nod my head, although, I was so full with worry, and nervous energy that it came out more of a jerk.

"Billy, we need to get her to a hospital, and we need Sam to phase back so he can tell us what happened." Harry told Billy urgently.

Harry dug in the little pocked in the back of the chair, and took out a cell phone. He handed it to Billy, and Billy quickly pressed three buttons, 911.

"Hello. This is Billy Black. Hi Charlie, we have an emergency; I need an ambulance, and a medical team at Harry's house. Emily, Leah's cousin was staying for Spring Break, and a bear seems to have mauled her when she went out hiking alone," Billy was obviously making a cover story up on the spot, "Sam Uley, found her, and brought me and Harry to the seen. Tell the medical team we are up at the top of a path that starts at the Clearwater's back yard," I stopped listening to the conversation, and started trying to phase back, but it was impossible.

"Sam," Harry said, and attached a pair of pants and a t-shirt to my back leg, "run, release your energy, we'll take care of Emily. You need to leave before the medical team gets here. Come to the hospital later and you can check up on her, but now, you need to leave."

I gazed at Emily, how could they think I could leave her now? She needed me, I didn't care about the medical teams, or the police, that would probably search this area, looking for the bear. All that mattered was Emily.

Then I realized, If what I had felt coming from Emily, really was care for me, she wouldn't want me to stay here, ad maybe get captured by the cops, she would want me to be there, when she woke up, not in some wildlife reserve.

With one final lick, I gazed deep at her wounds. I would never, ever forgive myself for hurting her so.

With that, I ran off into the woods, far away from where anyone would think of looking for the terrible bear that mauled a poor, innocent, beautiful girl.

A/N: So, how'd you like it? If there are any tips you would like to give me, please do! It's really hard for me to write in Sam's POV because I have a friend named Emily, and that's kind of freaky, two, I'm not a boy, and three, Sam's not really one of my fave characters, but Emily is. Please Read and REVIEW I would really like some tips!