Alright, so I know I said that this chapter would be Embry, but...I lied..mostly...It starts out as Jenna still, but the last half is Embry POV. Then the next chapter should be him too, or possibly half and half again.

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-Jenn

We started screaming at each other, and after a few minutes, I wasn't sure what either of us were saying. "What the hell is going on in here?" Our mother was standing at the top of the stairs, her hands on her hips. In any other situation, I would have laughed at the comicalness of her posture. Megan looked ready to sink into the floor, or at the very least become a chameleon and blend into the wall. She wasn't about to say anything, and moved to brush past our mother, who put an arm out, "Not so fast. Both of you, talk, now."

Megan glared up at our mother, "Let me leave."

"No, Megan. You're staying right here. Talk!" My mother was getting snappy in her older years.

"I don't have anything to say." She said, crossing he arms over her chest. She was visibly shaking, and I put a hand on he arm, fixing our mother with a rather bold look.

"I was just trying to convince Megan to fix my car and go on a drive with me. She's rather reluctant." It was the strangest feeling, lying to my mother, I'd never done it so outrightly, so to her face. Even though my entire family had made it an art to lie to me, I still had always told them the truth. Sure, I lied to other people, but never to my parents or my siblings. Megan was holding her breath, afraid of what our mother was going to say.

Mom pursed her lips, "Okay then. I would have thought you two were past screaming at each other, but I guess not." She was suddenly blushing, "Sorry about your car. I thought you might try to leave today. Couldn't let you leave without saying goodbye."

"Honestly, Mom, I was planning to leave, but..." I glanced at Megan, "...I think I need to stay for a while longer." I tempered my response just enough to make it seem organic; I had, after all, learned to lie from the best.

My mother smiled gratefully, "Megan, go with her. You girls need to spend some time together. You're sisters after all. I fought with mine all the time, but we always made up."

I grabbed Megan's arm and led her down the stairs, "Bye, Mom!"

"Megan!" Mom yelled at us when we got to the front door. "Watch your sister out there."

I was the one that should be watching her, my possibly pregnant sixteen year old little sister. "Don't worry, Mom, we'll be okay. Not like we've never gone outside in La Push before." I said, unlocking the door and waving at Rafe with an apologetic smile on my face. He seemed to have forgiven me, and gave me a small smile with a little wave. My smile fell when Megan and I got outside. I pushed her towards my truck, "Fix it."

She shot me a weak look, but went to work under the hood of my truck, closing it in just a few minutes. "There."

I opened the door for her, making sure my cell phone was still in my pant pocket, "Thank you. Now come on. We need to talk."

"Don't do this, Jenna. Please, just ignore it." She looked so sad I almost let her walk away, but I kept with my gut. She needed someone to talk to whether she wanted to or not. I shook my head, and she got in the car.

I drove us to the cliff all of us La Push kids always dove off of for fun. We sat down on a rock overlooking the water, and stayed there in silence for several minutes. "Megan, are you..." I began tentatively.

"I'm not sure!" She said, curling over on herself, putting her head between her knees as she started crying. I put an arm on her back and started to rub circles into it like our mom had when we were young.

"Meggie, you had the tests. Have you not taken any of them?" She shook her head and my heart clenched. "You have to know. This isn't something you can just ignore. Have you even been eating?"

She lifted her tear stained face, "I know. And no, I haven't. I know I should be, but I'm just sick feeling all the time. Just stop patronizing me!"

I nodded, wiping her face off as best as I could, "Okay, just let me get you to a doctor."

She shook her head in a panic, "No! You don't understand, I can't let Mom and Dad find out. If we go to the clinic in La Push they'll know in half an hour!"

"Then we won't go to La Push. I have friends coming in an hour and a half, but they can deal without me for a little while. We can go to the hospital in Forks. Grandpa Charlie is off for the weekend, right, down for the bonfire? No one from La Push will be in Forks right now." She nodded, and I pulled her to her feet, grabbing her still muscular arms as she swayed.

She stared at the ground with a nauseated look on her face, "Meggie, you okay?" I asked, pushing her back down.

She nodded slowly after a few minutes, "I think so."

"Come on." I murmured, helping her back to the car.

We were silent while I drove, and when we were in Forks, Megan kept her head down. I knew for her to be trusting me with something like this meant that she was scared. Whatever they were keeping from me didn't scare her as much as the possibility of being pregnant did. When I pulled in to the hospital parking lot she looked up at me, "Thank you, Jenna, for doing this for me. The way I've acted, you had every right to tell Mom."

I smiled at her, "I wouldn't do that. I'm your big sister. It's time I had the chance to act like one."

Being such a small town, there weren't many people in the hospital when we got in. The receptionist smiled at us, "Jenna, what's going on?" I'd spent time up at the Forks hospital volunteering over the summer, so a bunch of the people there knew me.

I smiled back at her, "Not much, just back for break. I don't think you've ever met my sister, Megan." My sister waved shyly from my side, "I got the lovely duty of bringing her in to see someone. Mom's worried about a cough she apparently can't get rid of. Can anyone see us now, or should we come back tomorrow?"

She consulted the papers on her desk, "You're in luck, our new doctor just got here. He can see you."

"New doctor?" I said, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, Dr. Michaels finally retired. We hired Dr. Cullen last week, and his entire family got here yesterday. You'll like him." Megan looked more ill than before but didn't say anything until the girl set us up in a room, putting Megan's very small file in the basket next to the door.

"This was a bad idea, Jenna, we should have gone to Seattle or something." She was panicking.

"No, Megan, you need to know." She didn't look any calmer, and started worry with a tassel on her shirt. "Mererid." I said, using her real name.

Her silver eyes jerked up, "I'm sorry. I'm just so scared."

I hugged her, pulling my fingers through her curls, "It's okay to be scared." I said, thinking about how I would feel right now if I wasn't positive that I was on the pill and couldn't possibly have gotten pregnant from Embry. "I told you this a long time ago, but it's still true. Jenavieve will always watch after her Mererid. Do you remember that?" She nodded against my shoulder and I pulled away from her, hearing someone pick up the file from outside the door. "You'll be okay." I mouthed at her when the door opened.

The man walked in, head down, opening Megan's file. "Hello Miss... Clearwater?" He looked up at us, a stunned look on his impossibly handsome face, a face I didn't recognize. "Megan?" He said, looking at my sister before looking at me, "Jenna?"

I couldn't believe what I had done to Jenna. I'd opened the store in a daze, her scent all over me. When she had come in, I had wanted to kill myself all over again. Her upper lip had a cut on it, and beneath her makeup, I could tell she had a black eye. I hadn't done the visible damage to my beautiful girl, but I hadn't protected her from it. I had let her go off to college with that boy, thinking that she would have been safe there. I should have gone with her, stayed where I could have kept her safe from that bastard.

She had called me terrified, "E-embry, please, come get me!" She had started sobbing. "Please come help me! I didn't mean too lead him on. He...He...God, I think he's following me." She had hung up, but I hadn't needed her to tell me where she was.

I nearly busted down the door of my own house to get outside, and had to restrain myself from Shifting once my feet hit the Washington soil, instead taking my car. I followed her scent from her parents house where her red truck, Bella's red truck, was still sitting. Closer to where the party was supposed to have been, her floral scent became laced with blood.

I became human again, glad that Lilly had taught us toIt had just been two minutes since she had first called, and I found them quickly. Max was dragging her on the ground, and she was trying to kick herself free.

"Let her go!" I yelled, throwing the boy away from her. "Jenna!" She was so tiny looking, bloody but still pretty, and thankfully she fainted. She didn't need to see what I was going to do to the little bastard. After beating him nearly to death, I had picked her up, and carried her back to my car and then home.

By the time we got there, I was covered in blood, both hers and his, mostly his though. The blow to her head was what I was worried about most, the cut on her cheek still bleeding. I kept changing my mind about whether to take her to her parents so they could take her to a hospital or keeping her with me.

She woke up a little bit as I walked up the front steps of my tiny house. I started to put her down, but she had just nestled into me, "Embry."

In the end, I didn't have the heart to separate myself from her and had begun the delicate process of pulling her shredded jacket off of her bleeding shoulder. I tossed the ruined article in the trash and set to wiping the blood off as gently as I could.

I couldn't get her clean with what I had in my bedroom, the only option was to pull off her skirt and leave her in her underwear, and take her to the shower.

I'd forgotten how tall she'd gotten in the last few years. Her mother had pulled me away from her after she'd turned fifteen, but I'd always kept as close as I could. "Embry." I remembered her saying, sitting on my front porch when she was thirteen, "Will you stay with me forever? Momma doesn't like me spending so much time over here, but I don't care. You're my best friend."

I had laughed at her, and started to tickle her, "Your my best friend too, Jenna. I'll stay with you as long as you want me to."

She had hugged him, "I'll hold you to that." She grinned, "Now how about that ice cream you promised earlier?" I'd taken her for ice cream and then we'd stayed out late and looked at the stars until her mom had made me bring her home.

I'd cleaned her up, even with her practically naked, my only thoughts were about making sure she was okay. It was the one thing about the bond between a La Push wolf and its imprint. Lilly had treated me like a pervert when all I wanted was to be whatever Jenna needed me to be.

When I was drying her off, she stirred again, this time with more clarity in her eyes. "Embry." She smiled blearily, "You came and got me."

"Yes, I did." I'd kissed her on the forehead, "I'll always be there for you. You feel okay?" Everything had gone down from there. She had been the one to take things that one step farther, that one step we'd never taken. And I had taken advantage of her after that, all of my suppressed instincts coming to a head at once.

I couldn't help but to think bitterly that maybe Lilly was right the whole time. No matter what Jenna said, it was my fault. I had let my instinct take over, and it had robbed us of our friendship. Things could never be the same.