As I walked through the front door of Sam's house, I took in a sharp intake of breath. It smelled of blood and rubbing alcohol. I leaned slightly into Quil for support. He gently guided me into the other room, keeping my back towards where I guess Seth was on the couch.

"Are you sure?" Quil asked softly, looking past me to his friend. His look made me cringe slightly.

"How bad is it?"

Quil's eyes locked on mine. "It's bad."

Taking a deep breath, I nodded, and turned around. "Oh. My. God."

Seth was sprawled out on the couch, taking it all up. His injured side was facing towards the couch, so I couldn't see a whole lot, but what I did see was bad enough.

His arm was bandaged up, and in a sling that laid on his stomach. His leg was in a splint, although it looked like it needed to be in a cast. He had cuts all over his chest, deep ones too, and he had a black eye. His left arm hung off the couch. He took shallow, short breaths that made him look like he was in utter pain.

"Is he awake?" I whispered to Quil as I moved to crouch next to his head. I was feeling a pull towards him, like the need to help him, hold him, and ki- god, what was wrong with me?

I didn't think my whisper was audible, but apparently Quil heard me. "He's been in and out. He's on some pain meds right now, so he'll probably be asleep for a while."

I hovered over him for a little while, taking in his broken form. Then I sat down and leaned against the arm rest, making sure not to touch him.

"Are you alright, Lily?" Quil was leaning on the wall across from me, worry plastered all over his face. I wasn't sure if it was for his friend or me.

"Yeah." My voice was a hoarse whisper, and I'm sure he didn't believe me.

"You look like a lee-…ghost." He muttered out. I didn't even ask what he was going to say. I just nodded, knowing my face was pale, and that my eyes were blank.

"He'll be okay." Quil muttered and sighed. "No one will be in here for a while. Just call us if you need us." He walked over, kissed my hairline, and draped a blanket over me. "Call me if you need anything." He smirked, and then was gone.

Letting out a soft sigh, I tried to get my heart to calm down. I don't know what my feelings were, but I don't think I truly liked it. But maybe I did…No, I didn't…Yes I did! No…Yes…No…Yes…

I kept going back and forth, fighting with myself. Finally, after I think about an hour, I just had to shut myself up. You know it's bad when you get pissed with a voice inside your head.

Seth hadn't moved, but his breaths continued to be shallow and seemed to be painful. His hand still hovered centimeters off the ground, and I couldn't help myself. Maybe I was still tired, maybe I had just lost my mind, maybe I just couldn't stand to see someone in this much pain. Whatever the reason, I just couldn't take it.

I gently brushed my hand against his, biting my bottom lip at the sensation. It was like when he kissed me, just slightly duller. I moved my hand around his until they were intertwined. Checking his face, I let out a soft sigh. He was still asleep. He still looked pained, but it looked like he was soothed a little.

Just like that, me looking at his face, and our hands intertwined, that I fell asleep.

Seth's POV (just a short little thing):

Clamping my eyes shut tighter, I let out a wince of pain. Even with the wolf healing, I felt like shit and like I had been hit with a steamroller. I couldn't move any part of my right side, but I felt like it had been ripped in two, and as I tried to open my eyes, I realized that my right eye must have been swollen shut.

But I felt the most wonderful tingling in my left hand, which made all of the almost unbearable pain worth it. Glancing down, I saw the most beautiful woman in the whole world, asleep on the floor, leaning against the couch. Her hand was intertwined with mine, and the tingling felt like our kiss…Which reminded me that she didn't really seem to warm up to me. But this was a change…

I wanted to kiss her, hold her to me and never let go, but I could barely move without moaning in pain. But I could draw soothing circles on the back of Lily's hand with my thumb. I just smiled to myself.

Looking at the ceiling I sighed. Maybe now the imprint bond was growing…I hoped so. I couldn't stand her rejecting me like this all the time. Once I was healed, I would show her that even though I didn't deserve her, I could care for her and love her. I truly could. That thought caused me to smile.

Lily shifted slightly and she let out a sigh. "Seth?" Her voice was an angel's, and she was mine. Or she would be soon.

Lily's POV (again hehe):

"Seth?" I whispered, looking up at him. I could feel his thumb creating circles on the back of my hand, and I smiled to myself and giggled slightly.

"Yes, Lily?" He was awake! His voice sounded strained, but he was awake! My feelings towards him heightened and I quickly shifted to my knees, looking at him.

"Are you okay? How are you feeling? Oh god, what happened?" My voice was a whisper, but I still had too much fear. My eyes kept running over his body. Somehow all of the cuts on his chest were gone, except where the deep one was last night, there was now only a long pink scar. "What the hell?"

He used his good hand to lift my chin so I was looking at his face. "I'll be fine. Really. I'm just glad that you're here."

"I couldn't help it…and no one will tell me why, although everyone seems to know about it…" My eyes drifted back down to his chest. I couldn't take it. I moved my hand to his chest, and gently ghosted my finger across the fresh scar. How the hell did that happen?

He closed his eyes and made a sound that was a mix between a purr and a content growl. He smirked and I looked at him, pausing in my tracing motion. His eyes opened and he looked me over. "Lily, it's a long story. Maybe it would be smarter to talk about it later. I just want to make sure you're okay." He lifted his good hand and brushed hair out of my face.

What the hell was going on? I couldn't take this, and yet I have to! The pulling feeling made me happy when I was near him. I had to, to be near Seth.

Closing my eyes, I nodded slightly, leaning into his touch and taking in his scent. God I loved that smell. "This doesn't change anything." I purred into his hand, feeling complete bliss. It was so weird, but I was happy.

"Of course it doesn't Lily…" I heard him laugh softly, and he gently ran his hand to my pony tail and gently pulled the rubber band out of my hair, letting it fall past my shoulders. "You look better with it down…" He smirked. "If possible…" I could tell from his voice that he was in a great deal of pain, and I hated to hear it.

He gently ran his fingers through my hair, a smile dancing across his face. "Seth, you need to rest." I reluctantly took his hand in both of mine, and lowered it to the couch.

He let out a whine, and actual whine. It sounded like a whine of a disappointed dog. I giggled, and he smiled wider. "You need to heal up." I bit my bottom lip and looked him up and down again. "Everyone says you'll heal quickly, but you look like you'll be down for a few weeks." I felt tears sting my eyes, even though I didn't know why.

A chuckle rumbled through his chest and he just shook his head slightly. "Silly Lily." He ran his hand from my hairline to my chin one last time, and then placed his hand, sadly, on the couch. "You need to sleep too." I could tell he was looking at the circles under my eyes.

I nodded and smiled, laying down on the ground, letting out a sigh. There was a pillow on the ground, so I quickly slipped it under my head, and pulled the blanket around me. Seth slid his hand down from the couch, searching for mine. I quickly slid mine into his and let out another sigh.

"As soon as your healthy, you better tell me what the hell is going on."

"I will Lily." I could hear the smile in his voice. "I will."

I woke up and let out a groan. My back and neck were sore, and it took me a moment to remember I fell asleep on the floor next to Seth. It was dark outside, so I probably slept most of the day away.

Sitting up, I kept my fingers intertwined with Seth, trying my hardest not to wake him up. Turning, I saw Quil and Paul leaning against the wall. Quil was watching me closely, while Paul chuckled. They both tilted their head towards the door.

Looking over at Seth, I gently kissed his hand, and placed it back down on the couch. Standing up, I stretched slightly, and then made my way out into the hall after Paul and Quil. "Yeah?"

"Aw, Lily finally got her wolf." Paul said in a mocking tone, and Quil socked him in the stomach.

"What the hell are you talking about now Paul? What fucking wolf?" I was still tired. Well, it was more like I was emotionally drained.

"Um…it's Seth's nickname." Quil made up on the spot, I was sure. I just didn't care enough to argue.

"Well what do you guys need?" I leaned against the wall, and peeked into the room, looking at Seth.

"Has he told you anything yet?" Quil looked at me closely, as if this was the difference between life and death.

Sighing, I shook my head. "No, he barely talked. But if you guys know, can't you just tell me what the hell is going on? I'm too tired and I don't want to stress out Seth. Just tell me!" I groaned out, looking at the two guys who were almost my brother.

"Lily, we can't. Only Seth or Sam can." Paul rolled his eyes and leaned against the wall.

"Well, then I'll just go ask Sam." I threw my hands up and pushed off the wall, looking around. "Where is he?"

"Patr-work. He's at work." Quil answered and sighed. "Anyway, Seth should really be the one to tell you. Not us."

"Fine! But I will kick both of your asses if it's something you really should have told me now."

Quil and Paul both laughed a strained laugh, which made me think they should have told me. I turned back, and sat down on the floor again, taking Seth's hand in mine, and drifting in and out of a dream.