As promised, here is chapter three. Thanks for all your reviews and once again sorry if my English isn't very good. Enjoy!

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Encounter

Neal's point of view

Sam didn't brought Emily back home like he promised the girls and I am starting to loose my patience. Who does he think he is? I am done; I am not going to sit here and wait for Emily anymore. I am going to go to her house and make her talk to me even if I have to kidnap her or something. I don't care if Sam is with her or not, is time for him to step back.

My feet took me right to her house and before I knew it I was already knocking her door at 10 am. I could hear a lot of voices; two people arguing, someone snoring, kids playing around, women talking, a dog barking; jus as I imagined, the house was full of people. I heard steps coming closer to the door; heavy steps accompanied by a strange scent; mist, salt and wood.

"Hi."

"Hey Sam."

"It's good to see you… sorry I forgot your name."

"I'm Neal White, we haven't seen before, I just knew you were the groom, that's why I knew your name." I explained extending my hand to him and he shook it. You know what they say; keep your friends close, keep your enemies closer.

"Nice to meet you Neal, I am Sam Uley."

Weird; he didn't react like I expected, I mean there is no sign of jealousy on his face, he is acting like he didn't know who I am! Maybe Emily didn't tell him about us, why?

"So what can I do for you?" he asked.

You could start by letting me in, you idiot. Seriously, what's with this guy? I don't know what, but there is something about him that makes me sick. And why is he smiling at me?

"Actually, I was looking for Emily, can you call her please?" I asked crossing my arms over my chest.

"I think she is having breakfast, let me see if I can find her."

"Thanks."

Sam left leaving the door open and just two minutes later I heard light steps running along the corridor. Before I knew it, my perfect angel was standing in front of me.

"Neal! I am so glad to see you again!" she exclaimed hugging me.

"Long time no see," I said returning the hug and smiling widely. "You look beautiful."

"Thanks, you look good too, you are so tall now!" she said stepping back to take a good look at me. "So where have you been? I arrived a few days ago and I thought I was going to see you at the Robinsons' dinner."

"Oh, I had some important things to care about, but everything is fine now. I was working, I found some free time and I thought I could come and see you," I said trying to sound casual.

"I am so happy you did, I haven't heard anything about you in years!"

"Really?" I tried not to sound disappointed, I mean, I know everything about her, everything! And she doesn't know anything about me?

"I remember you wanted to become a lawyer," well, at least she remembers something.

"Oh, I forgot about that dream years ago," I am such a good liar. "Yeah, I decided to work in the reservation, I feel more comfortable here and I have the chance to help Dad so… what can I say? My life is perfect."

"Wow, I'd like to hear the whole story, but I don't really have time right now."

"Are you going somewhere? I can take you there."

"Thanks, but Sam and I are going to visit grandma and you know she doesn't feel comfortable with too much people in the same room."

"Yeah, I remember that. Well then, why don't we meet after lunch?"

"Sorry Neal, I can't, I have to try on my wedding dress, I am sorry, this thing about the wedding is crazy, it's consuming all my time."

"It's ok, I am sure you will look pretty good with your white dress," I can imagine her; nice white dress, big bunch of flowers and a huge smile; she was going to be the perfect bride walking down the aisle, walking towards me…

"Why don't you come tonight?"

"What?" I was too distracted to hear her words.

"My parents are organizing a little party for tonight, just some friends and family. You should come, we can talk about all the things that you have done in all this years and you'll get to know Sam, I am sure you'll like him."

"Sure, that sounds… interesting."

"Well, see you tonight then."

"I'll be here," I assured her and I turned around to walk away.

"Hey Neal!" she yelled at me while I was walking away.

I felt like I was in one of those romantic, old movies when the two lovers confess their love to each other. Oh yeah baby, if anyone is going to marry Emily, that's me! Goodbye Sam Uley, welcome Neal White. Big idiot, he thought he could win me, but there is nothing he can do about it, Emily is mine and only mine, let's face it, she is so in love with me!

"Can you ask your sister to bring the napkins samples?"

Or not.

Sam's point of view

I am in the truck with Emily heading to her grandmother's house. I still can't believe this is all really happening, I feel like the luckiest man in the whole world. After the almost war with the Volturi, everything became normal again, well almost normal if you consider that there are two packs of werewolves and a coven of vampires living in the same place, but you got my point.

Emily is the love of my life, she is the most important person for me and I'll do anything for her; anything! So when I realized we were going to be able to start living a normal life again, I decided to propose to her and she said yes. Everything has been perfect from that moment, and who knows? Maybe in a few years I'll start aging and we will have our own little family. I know Jared will be a good alpha and he is a good leader, the guys will accept him.

"What are you thinking about?" Emily asked me.

"What?"

"You look pretty distracted, is everything ok?"

"Everything is perfect," I assured her taking one of her hands in mine and kissing it.

"Hands on the wheel, eyes on the road," she said laughing. "I don't want to die before introducing you to my grandmother."

"I have extremely good reflexes remember?"

"Sam."

"Ok, ok, but is really hard to take my eyes out of you, you look really pretty with that dress. Ah!" she had kicked my shoulder. "What was that for?"

"Just keep driving," she said smiling and looking away.

"If you are going to become my wife you'll have to get use to compliments."

"Turn left here."

"Yes captain. So tell me, that guy that I met today…"

"Neal White."

"Yeah Neal, is that the same Neal that you used to date?" I had been wondering that since the moment the guy appeared in the front door, but I was waiting for the perfect opportunity to ask about him.

"Yes, it was him," Emily answered calmly turning to look at me. "You are not jealous are you?"

"Me? No way! What made you think that?"

"Sam your left arm is trembling," she said worried taking my right hand in hers. "Better?"

"Better," I said taking a deep breath; she always calms me down when she does that. "But I am not jealous about him; I just have a bad feeling about him."

"That is call jealously and you know you don't have nothing to worry about," she assured me giving me a kiss on my cheek. "Neal and I dated many years ago and it was nothing important. We were teens and we were always fighting about silly things, then you appeared and my entire life changed. I haven't seen him in almost five years I think, he moved on with his life and so did I."

"How do you know he moved on with his life?"

"Lina is his younger sister and she was always telling me about his new girlfriends and everything, trust me there is nothing between us."

"I trust you and if you say there is nothing there, then I won't worry about it, but there is still something about him that I don't like."

"Sam!" she rolled her eyes.

"What? I am talking about his scent."

"Oh, so my fiancée doesn't like the smell of my ex-boyfriend, good to know."

"I am not joking Em, his scent is really weird, there is something wild in it."

"Something wild? You are trying to tell me that Neal is a shape shifter too?"

"I don't know, maybe, from all we know he could be a pixie or something like that."

"A pixie? Seriously?" she started laughing; I love the way she laughs.

"I am going to start investigating when we return to your house."

"I can't believe you are using this excuse to inquire my ex-boyfriend's past."

"Hey, I am an Alpha and I'll do everything that takes to protect my people and the woman I love."

"But you are not working as the alpha right now, you are my fiancée, so forget about being Sherlock Homes for a minute and concentrate in our meeting with grandma," Emily said when a little house appeared at the end of the road. "That's her house."

"Do you think she is going to like me?" I asked parking the sport trunk.

"She is going to love you, just like everyone else," she said while we walked towards the house holding hands.

I knocked the door and a few minutes later an old lady appeared to welcome us. I know she is old, but she doesn't look like all the old women I know; she still has a lot of energy and her face is full of wisdom.

"Welcome! I am so glad you made it! Come in! Don't be shy!" she said quickly pushing us into the house. "I hope you like tea, I prepared some for you and I have cookies too."

"Thanks grandma, you didn't have to worry about it," Emily said guiding me to the living room.

"Nonsense," the old lady said giving me a cup of tea and sitting down on a big sofa. "Now were did I leave my glasses? Oh! Here they are!"

"Grandma let me introduce you to my fiancée, Sam Uley," Emily said.

"Let me take a good look at you," the old lady said getting closer to me and looking at me carefully. "Interesting… very interesting, you don't see boys like this everyday."

"It's wonderful to finally meet you miss…"

"Grandma," she interrupted me. "You are going to be part of the family now, so you can call me grandma," she said still staring at me with her big eyes, I feel a little bit intimidated, just a little.

"He is from La Push Reservation; we are going to live there…"

"I know, I know, your mother already told me all the details," the lady said interrupting Emily, not in a rough way, but it sounded like she was not really interested. "That woman speaks like a cockatoo."

"Grandma!"

"I'll never understand what your father saw in her," she continued talking as if she hadn't heard Emily. "But you are different Emily, you chose well, or in this case, destiny made the right decision putting you too together."

Ok, this old lady is scaring me. I looked at Emily and she lifted her shoulders not understanding a word of what her grandmother was telling us.

"Well don't sit there looking at me like that, drink your tea before it gets cold," grandma said and we obeyed immediately. "I never thought my granddaughter was going to marry a werewolf."

I choked with the tea and I spit it out of my mouth. I stared at the old lady in shock and Emily sat beside me taking my hands on hers to calm me down; I was trembling.

"You told her?"

"No! Grandma how do you…?

"You think I am blind? You think that just because I am an old woman I wasn't going to notice? I know the legends, I have studied the spirits and I can hear when the werewolves are around the area patrolling. You look just like our ancestors used to describe your people my boy."

"You realized Sam was a werewolf just by looking at him?" Emily asked surprised.

"Of course not, I wasn't sure, but you just confirmed it," grandma said and I almost slap my face.

"So… so what now?" Emily asked confused.

"What now? Well, nothing happens now," grandma said. "You don't think I am going to reveal your identity, do you?"

"I'll really appreciate if you don't tell anyone," I said with a pleading face.

"Of course I won't! I have never reveal the identity of any of the werewolves I've seen, what makes you think I am going to betray you? And now you are going to marry my granddaughter, I would never do that to my own family. The secret must be kept as a secret and only with that condition I'll give you my blessing."

Ok… this woman is nuts, but I like her anyway, as long as she keeps the secret, wait, what did she just said?

"Of course we will grandma, thanks," Emily said.

"Wait, did you just say there are werewolves in the Makah reservation?" I asked anxious.

"Of course! Did you think that only your reservation had protectors? Our ancestors made something very similar to yours long time ago."

"But I have never seen them," Emily said trying to remember.

"Oh my dear, you have, but they transformed after you left."

"That guy, Neal white," I said remembering his name. "He is one of them, right?"

"Just as I said," grandma commented. "I will not reveal the identity of any werewolf; you'll meet them when the right time has come."

"But grandma…" Emily insisted and her grandmother raised her hand to make her stop.

"Now drink your tea and tell me about your future plans, I want to know everything!"

So? Like it? I know, this was a short chapter, but I am saving the big ideas for tomorrow, want to know why? Neal and Leah are going to meet! So keep alert and don't forget to REVIEW, that's how I inspire myself, so help me out! Have a nice day.

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