Ok people. We have a problem here. My last chapter only got 3 reviews and the one before that got 13 so, you people need to review or I'm not going to update anymore. And I've read some stories that have 10 chapters and they have over a thousand reviews and this story only has 52 and I have 15 chapters so help me out here. I want at least 75 reviews by the end of the story and including this chapter, there's only about 4 more chapters. About the imprinting thing, don't worry, Claire will find out soon enough and it all fits in.
Disclaimer: I'm not Stephenie Meyer, otherwise my username would be Stephenie Meyer, and since it's not, I don't own any characters except the names you don't recognize.
A Quil/Claire Imprint Story
Chapter 16 Fight
DAY OF THE FIGHTWhen I woke up in the morning, I immediately thought of Quil and the fight. Alice said it would start around 8:30. It was 7:45. That meant I had a little of 45 minutes to worry. Lovely.
Quil said that they were going to head off the vampires before they got anywhere near Forks, which was closer. Alice promised me they wouldn't be anywhere near the Makah Rez either. I liked Alice, she was…peppy. I think that's the word. She would come to LaPush everyday to visit Charlie. Apparently Charlie worshipped her for some reason.
As I was looking for my sweatpants, I turned on the radio to get my mind off the fight, Uncle Sam, Quil, and his friends. They were playing oldies and changing songs. Just a Dream came on by Carrie Underwood. I shut off the radio, but couldn't get the words out of my head. I found my sweatpants and went out into the hallway.
"…it's like she imprinted on him," Kim said. "I see the worry in her face every time he leaves to go out to run patrol."
"With what I heard her say to him last night, I'm surprised he's not here skipping the fight to comfort her."
"What she say Em?" Rachel asked.
"She said she would rather go and get killed then Quil go and get hurt."
Aunt Emily heard that! That was private! And what is imprinting?
They started talking again.
"Have the kids suspected anything?" Rachel asked.
"I don't think so. Danielle and Vanessa only asked why Claire was here and I told them what we told Sara. And they're used to Sam not being home for dinner. How's Annie, Kim?"
"Oh, she's fine. Like you said, she's used to Jared not being home for dinner. She just thinks he's at work, which he is. And I try to hide my worry as best I can when she's around, I don't want her to have to worry."
I decided that it was time for me to come down. "Morning." I acted like I only heard the last part.
"Morning sweetie, how are you doing?" Aunt Emily asked.
"Worried, nervous."
"Do you want something to eat?"
I shrugged, "I don't know."
A timer went off in the kitchen. "Time to check the bread," Aunt Emily muttered. Baking again.
I followed her into the kitchen. "Aunt Emily, what's imprinting?"
She froze. "Where'd you hear that?"
"Kim said it this morning."
"Ask Quil what imprinting is. He doesn't want anyone else to tell you."
"What if he doesn't—"
"Don't think like that!" Aunt Emily interrupted. "If he doesn't come back, I'll tell you, but focus on the positive. He has a good reason for wanting to come back."
"What's that?"
"I'll tell you later."
I grabbed a banana and went back into the living room.
"Hey Claire, if I tell you something, do you think you can keep it a secret until I tell you otherwise?" Rachel asked.
They were trying to distract me, but hey, I needed a distraction. "Sure Rachel. What's up?"
She smiled. "I think I'm pregnant again."
"Really?! That's great Rachel!" About 6 years ago, Rachel had a stillborn baby. It broke her heart. We've all been hoping that she would get pregnant again so the hole in her heart would heal. (I had to put that in there cuz I just realized that Rachel's been married for about 10 years and she didn't have any kids) I hugged her.
"You have to keep it a secret though. Paul doesn't know yet."
"Why didn't you tell him yet?" Kim asked.
"I just found out this morning and I thought that you girls would want to know before all the guys."
"Thanks Rach! And congratulations!!" Aunt Emily called from the kitchen.
"Remember, don't tell anyone until I let you know," Rachel reminded us.
"What time is it?" I asked.
"8:20," Kim said.
A fresh wave of fear rolled over me. The song ran through my head. 'Why'd you have to leave me? Why'd you have to go? I was counting on forever, now I'll never know'
Rachel saw what apparently went across my face. I had no idea what my face showed. She gave me a hug. "Trust me, everything is going to be fine. They've done all done this before."
"And everything is passed down from father to son. And the wolves have been around for a long, long time," Aunt Emily said coming in from the kitchen.
"How do stand it? Not knowing what's going on?"
"We've always considered Emily our stronghold. She's known the longest. That's why we always come over to her house instead of going to her house." Kim answered.
"Sometimes Sue comes over when she's not working at the store," Aunt Emily added.
"Charlie and Billy go fishing to try to relax," Rachel laughed, "it doesn't work so well though, they're preoccupied the whole time."
"So, basically you stay together and worry?" I summarized.
"Ya, but Rachel is usually out of it editing a book, and Emily cooks, so I usually go into the kitchen and talk to her there."
"What do you talk about?"
"Lots of things, sometimes we talk about how we met Sam and Jared."
"Not today, Kim!" Aunt Emily called from the kitchen, she had gone back to check on whatever she was making.
"Oh, right."
"This is off topic, but how come you never talk about your parents Kim?"
Kim looked down, like she was remembering unhappy thoughts.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
"No, it's OK. My mom didn't care about me. I could do whatever I wanted and she wouldn't care. My dad was abusive. Not to my mom, only to me. When I was a junior, Jared started talking to me. I had had a crush on him for the longest time. After a little while, he became my boyfriend, and he met my dad one night. My dad didn't handle it well, and a few days later I told him that Jared broke up with me, then he calmed down. I started staying at my grandma's house more often. She had no problem with Jared, in fact; she loved him. Jared and I were still together, we just couldn't go out in public together."
"Wow."
"Ya, it was hard. You should have seen my dad's face when I came home one night 3 years later, after I supposedly broke up with Jared, engaged to him. It wasn't funny then, but when I look back at it, it was hilarious."
"Claire? Can you come here for a minute?"
"Sure Aunt Emily." I walked into the kitchen to find Aunt Emily in front of 2 huge pots on the stove.
"Can you cut up those potatoes and carrots? I have a feeling they're going to be hungry when they come back."
"Sure."
~*~
20 minutes later
I finished cutting up all the veggies for the soup. "When do you think they'll be back?"
"I'm not sure but soon."
A wolf howled in the distance. It sounded like it was in pain.
Everyone stopped what they were doing to hear the wolves.
"Battle's over," Aunt Emily whispered.
Another wolf howled. 14 more howled, each taking it's turn, all sounding like they were in pain.
Dun, dun, dun. This is my longest chapter yet, so you better review!! I'll update as soon as I can and sorry for the cliffie! I know I'm evil, but a big reminder, I want LOTS of reviews! And don't forget about the poll because sadly, this story is coming to an end :(