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Saving Me

Rosie's POV

September 6th 2031

I ran outside as fast as I could, grabbing my cell phone on the way. Not stopping until I ran all the way back to the school, where I started crying. Why would Mali do something so stupid? She doesn't stand a chance against Hector and his Goons. I should've stayed back with her. Still out of breath, with tears running down my face I dialed the first number I came across.

"QUINN! Help me please! Mali's ex boyfriend showed up! H-He's in a gang and has a knife…and…and…" I broke down. "Please just come quick Quinn, I-I'm at the school." I rushed everything out, my voice all pitched and shaky.

"Oh Rose, I'll be there in 5, I'll bring some of the guys ok? Don't worry Rosie we'll be right there." She reassured me; I sniffled an ok and hung up. My head in my hands I sat down on a bench, crying my eyes out. How could I let this happen, I left my sister and best friend in the hands of a…Monster? This was entirely my fault, if I had stayed with her maybe we could've taken him. Oh hell, who was I kidding; we both would've died if that happened. Now Mali is in danger because of me, I won't be able to live without her.

I heard a car skid up to the school, it was a black truck. Oh no that might be Hector. Panic rushed through my veins; I jumped off the bench and started to run. "ROSIE!" When I heard the sound of my name, I stopped, it was Quinn yelling, I turned around and started running towards her. "Oh thank God." I breathed, smiling relieved while tears were still pouring down my face.

"Come on, my brother and Julian are gonna stop this guy." After Quinn said that, a guy stepped out of the car, I was assuming this was Quinn's brother.

"Rosie Xander, Xander Rosie," she wasn't wasting any time on formal introductions, but somehow his being there made me feel like everything would be ok, even though I knew perfectly well that made no sense at all. Yet it was there, the weird reassured feeling that settled inside me, driving out the cold chill that fear had filled me with.

I took a deep breath and told them everything that had happened, meanwhile giving them directions to my house, hurrying through the horrible details of the entire story, finishing just as we arrived at my house. The screams that emerged from inside the house, made the terror reappear from the background where it had been pushed momentarily, instantly making me cry again.

"THIS IS ALL MY FAULT!" I yelled, I jumped out of the car before anyone could say anything to stop me. Suddenly I realized how stupid I'd been to call somebody in my panicked state, after opening the front door, I quickly locked it again; I didn't want anyone else getting hurt because of me.

Mali was on the floor, her tank top shredded in half, her sweater on the floor, her shoes recklessly thrown into the kitchen. Her hands were tied up to the sofa, Hector on top of her, kissing her neck, her shorts were gone already, he was in the middle of the process of getting her undressed. Mali saw me, her eyes widening in shock. Hector was roughly tugging at her leggings, his hand moving down lower and lower. In the corner of my eye, I saw Julian and Xander ready to break down the door. Without hesitation I ran and jumped on Hector's back, where I started scratching at his eyes. Hector started jerking around, clutching at my hands that were trying to claw out his eyes, yelling in pain.

"STAY AWAY FROM MY SISTER!" I yelled, and held on as if my life depended on it. With one hard turn he threw me off his back and sent me crashing into the wall. A loud thumping ignited my head, as I felt a burning pain at the side of my head, where blood was gushing out, wetting my hair and dripping onto the floor.

"UGH! YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Hector started charging for me, and I closed my eyes

"ROSIE!" I heard my sister yell before I felt Hector's hands close around my neck, forcing my breath out of me, leaving me helpless and struggling for air. One tear slid down, while it was slowly turning dark around me, when suddenly someone jumped on Hector making me drop to the floor gasping for air. When I looked up, I saw Xander pounding Hector's face in, and I smiled before blacking out completely.

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Amalia's POV

"ROSIE!" I yelled, before Hector started strangling her, I started crying and screaming, trying to get out of the restraints that he had used to bind my hands. I looked at my sister who was struggling for breath, unable to fill her lungs with the oxygen she so desperately needed. Then the door flew off its hinges, before it was slammed to the floor. Julian, Quinn and some other guy stormed into the living room. Everything happened so quickly, within a flash the other guy was on Hector, beating his face to pulp. Julian ran to me, taking in the sight of the mangled clothes hanging of my bruised body.

"Did he do this to you?" Julian asked his face cold with rage and disgust while his eyes moved to Hector. I nodded a slow yes and Julian walked over to where Hector's face was being smashed in by the still unknown guy, where his fist shot out, punching him hard in the face.

Gasping at what was happening in front of me, I looked at them in shock. They just saved me and my baby sister's life. After punching him, Julian didn't give Hector a second look. He ran back to me with mainly worry and compassion in his eyes, grabbing the handcuffs and looked around for a key. It was on the table just out of my reach; he took it and gently released the cuffs. I started trembling and crying uncontrollably. He pulled me into his arms and kept whispering it was ok now and that everything would be fine, in my ear, over and over again. The other guy was holding an unconscious Rosie in his arms, he looked heartbroken. Quinn was examining Rosie, but she didn't seem to be waking up.

"We should go to the hospital." Quinn said I nodded silently still in Julian's arms; I couldn't get up so he picked me up bridal style. I nuzzled into his warm chest, instantly feeling at home. The guy gently laid Rosie in the back seat, next to me, before he brought Hector's limp body out and threw him in the third row. (A/N It's the future, so I imagine cars will be bigger.)

"I'm Xander Woods by the way," the guy said, looking straight at the road. Quinn took out a phone and threw it back to Julian. Julian dialed a number, pushing the buttons so quickly his hands became a blur.

"Jake hey man, some stuff happened… Alright…Yeah we'll be there in a few minutes" Julian shut the phone and handed it back to Quinn. Julian pulled me into his lap.

"Are you ok?" He asked me gently, the concern clear in his expression; I let my lips form a smile.

"I am now," I said gratefully.

"Thank you. Thank you so much for saving Rosie and me." I said while putting my arms around his neck, bringing him closer to me. Suddenly the car stopped a glance around told me we were at the police station. Xander jumped out and dragged Hector off the back row, and into the police station, returning only moments later.

We kept driving until we were back in LaPush; we reached a fairly large house. It wasn't built far away from the other houses in the street, but yet it was very secluded. I an instant Xander stood next to the care, opening the door to lift Rosie up into his arms. She was slowly regaining consciousness and started turning into a more comfortable position, clutching on to Xander's shirt as she did.

I started to get out of the car, but the moment my foot touched the ground, I yelped in pain. Oh great, just fucking wonderful, I must've sprained my ankle! Julian ran to my side and picked me up, placing me on his back giving me a piggy back ride.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked with a frustrated tone. He only chuckled, and touches my ankle, making me wince involuntarily.

"Do you want to walk on that?" He asked a little smug, I gave a quick shake no and let a small smile appear on my face. A cold breeze filled the air and I shivered, wrapping my legs tighter around his waist, trying to absorb some of the heat he was emitting. He moved his hands up to my thigh, and I nuzzled my face into his neck, hiding from the wind. He walked into the house and gently placed me onto a giant soft couch, I took a look at my surroundings, concluding that despite its size the house was very cozy.

"Julian, what happened?" A guy asked his face serious while his inquisitive gaze scanned over me and my sister, who was being carried in by Xander. It was weird, he was dressed casually, almost sloppy even, yet he still managed to look good. In a cut off jeans and a T-shirt he really didn't appear to be an authoritive figure, but yet he was sending out a very strong leadership vibe.

Julian started explaining when a woman suddenly stepped into the living room, she was panting and her face was flushed.

"Hello, I'm Claire, I'd like to take a look at your ankle. Sorry, this might hurt a little," when she touched my ankle it stung, causing me to suck in air through clenched teeth. But the moment I noticed Xander bring Rosie in I was distraught. Immediately I started to turn and get up.

"Whoa where do you think you're going, you stay put right here young lady, while I take a look at your sister," she reprimanded me before moving to Rosie, who was on the other couch.

Dried blood stuck on the side of Rosie's head, and there were clear hand marks on her neck and shoulders. Xander had a look of a tortured man on his face, I think I even saw a tear go down his cheek. Claire cleaned out the wound, which had seemed a lot worse than it actually was due to all the blood, according to her she didn't even need stitches.

After we were all cleaned up, Nessie, Jake's wife, leant us some clean clothes. Claire allowed the guys to drove us home after I'd promised to keep off my ankle and make sure Rosie would stay in bed to rest and recover for at least a couple of days. On the ride home Rosie started to wake up.

"Mali…Mal, where are you?" She asked opening her heavy eyes. I scooted over to her and hugged her tightly, I smiled through the hug and felt some tears slide down my face.

"I'm right here Rosie. I always will be." I said wrapping my arms around her, we sat there for a couple more minutes. I pulled away and held her hands and gave her a serious look.

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?! Hector could've killed you if the guys hadn't come along and saved our asses! I told you to run, and by that I meant go and NOT come back! Your well being is WAY more important than mine. I-I just don't understand what the fuck you were thinking jumping onto Hector's back like that. NEVER do something that STUPID AGAIN! You hear me Rosalina Juliana Maria? NEVER AGAIN!" I said strained, and then hugged her again.

"I couldn't bare it to lose you," I said and she laughed. "But don't think that I'm not serious, Xander won't always be there to save you." I heard giggles from Quinn, Xander, and Jules.

"Doubt it," Julian mumbled with a smile on his face.

Xander stopped in front of the house, I saw that our Uncle and Aunt had come home now. Rosie said a quick goodbye to Quinn and Xander, hugging them before she rushed inside. Julian helped me out of the car and walked me to the front door. I was limping a bit, but Claire had put a tight bandage around my swelling ankle, which at least gave me some support.

"So…uh I'll see you tomorrow." He said, rubbing his neck in shyness, ready to turn back to the car.

"Wait a sec, if you and Xander hadn't come along, who knows what would've happened back there. I-I…I just wanted to say thanks...a lot." I got on my tippy-toes and put my hands around his neck, tugging slightly for him to move in closer to me. I reached up, quickly turned his face and pressed my lips to his cheek and smiled.

"Night Julian," I said and gave a small wave before I closed the door. I slid down against it, and instantly felt the unexplainable warmth leave my body. My chest started to hurt, I got up slowly and limped up the stairs to lie down on my bed. Surely my aunt and uncle would have questions, but that would just have to wait until tomorrow, I was too wiped to explain anything right now.

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Julian's POV

September 6th 2031

After School

Ugh! Imprinting is so hard. First Amalia doesn't even give me the light of day, and then she start's flirting with me? What's up with the imprint magic? I don't understand I really need to talk to dad about this. Right now I was in my secret place no one knew about it. It was a little cave I found in the woods, it a little lake with a whole bunch of soft grass on the side, the trees surrounding it hid it from view.

I always came here in human form so no one knew where it was. This was the most beautiful place that I've ever seen, I sat there thinking about Amalia for seemed like an eternity, but was probably closer to minutes in reality before I got a phone call from a very distressed Quinn Woods. What I heard was even worse. Amalia's ex showed up, who apparently was a gang banger and had a knife and god knows what else. Oh yeah, and her little sister left her with him to get help. How much better is my life getting?

I phased right there and ran to Quinn's house, thinking that I had every intention of killing this guy, whoever he was. If he had hurt my angel in any way, I'd kill him. I couldn't bare the idea of someone hurting my Amalia. If anyone would get hurt, it should be me. No one that precious should get hurt. I got to Quinn's and phased back, throwing my pants back on before I ran in. Quinn was just putting on her jacket when I opened the door.

"Just in time Jules," Xander said and walked out passed me. I quickly followed him and got beside him in the front seat. Quinn got into the back seat, and we headed towards the school. I saw Rosalina sitting on the bench, her face hidden in her hands. The moment she saw the car she took off and started running in the opposite direction.

Quinn jumped out and called after her, and when Rosalina realized who it was she ran back to us as fast as she could, tears still streaming down her face. Xander got out to get them to hurry up, but when he looked at Rosie, his face broke out into a smile and Rosie looked as if a huge weight had just been lifted off her shoulders.

"Oh my gosh," I muttered in amazement. I can't believe he imprinted on Amalia's little sister.

While we were on our way to save Amalia, Rosalina was telling us what happened, she had to stop a couple of times whenever it became too much for her, the look on Xander's face told me he wasn't happy. When we got there, Rosalina jumped out of the car and flew into the house. I don't know what was going on in her head, but as soon as she got in, she locked the door behind her. Xander and me ran to the front door and tried to get to open it without using brute force, scared to blow our cover. But when I peeked through the window and saw that creep kissing Mali's neck I lost it. .

"Forget it; we need to get in there now!" I yelled at Xander, he glared at me, but nodded in agreement. The next moment we pushed the door into the house, lifting it clean off its hinges, at least this way we could put it back afterwards. Xander ran over to Hector and tackled him, I rushed to Amalia's side. Her hair was messed up, her clothes torn and she was badly bruised. I looked at her on the floor, and growled.

"Did he do this to you?" I asked through clenched teeth, feeling hatred boil up inside of me. She nodded a yes. Unable to stop myself I walked over to the creep and punched him in the face, causing his nose to break on impact. Amalia let out an almost inaudible whimper, which had me next to her instantly.

I was so worried about her, she looked so helpless and lost, and my heart broke for her. Scanning around for the key of those wretched handcuffs, eager to get her loose. When I finally spotted them, quickly I opened them. Amalia started shaking and crying, the girl had obviously been scared out of her mind. She found her way into my arms, it was so intense to hold her against me, and despite the situation it felt right.

Rosalina wasn't responding, Xander looked down on her, and I could almost sense his suffering. I couldn't imagine being in his position, having to watch your imprint in a broken state like Rosalina was in right now, helpless to do anything.

We made a quick stop at Forks police station to drop off the ex, who wasn't coherent at the moment, and then we headed straight for Jake's house. He was the pack Alpha, and had been for years, but he was getting ready to retire. He wouldn't stop phasing, since Nessie wouldn't be growing old either, but he said he was done with being Alpha.

Claire arrived minutes after we did, which meant she must have jumped in her car the moment she got the call, and rushed over. She was about four months pregnant, which made rushing anything hard, because Quill was watching her like a hawk, afraid something would happen to her. So the fact that she arrived as soon as she did was admirable to say the least.

On the way back, Rosalina was asking for Amalia, who was so relieved that she was coming to. She even managed to scold her a little, for being so reckless, something that could be said for Amalia herself as well. When she mentioned Xander, that according to her he wouldn't always be there to save Rosalina, we erupted in laughter. She had no idea how funny she was being, not knowing of the existence let alone the workings of an imprint. Quinn knew far too well what it was like, being a child imprint herself, she had never experienced life any different.

Saying goodnight suddenly turned awkward, I didn't know what to do with myself. I knew what I wanted to do of course, but I thought she wouldn't take too kindly on me professing my love for her and kissing her for an hour or two, at least. So I waited instead, seeing how she would handle it. To my surprise I turned out not to be the only one feeling insecure about this, but when she stuttered a thank you and kissed me on the cheek, all thoughts were gone for a moment.

"Night Julian" She smiled at me and then closed the door. I brought my hand up to my face, feeling it break into a smile beneath my fingertips. At that moment I realized something profound, she had just said my name. It was the first time she had ever said my name, and it sounded like music coming from her lips. I walked back to the car, still holding my cheek.

"She said my name," I whispered over and over again, this had to be the best day of my life.