a/n= ok kids, heres a conversation you might remember from heartbreak with a lilttle bit more action added to it and from another point of view.... Hope you like it. REVIEW!!

thanks mediate89 for betaing

Chapter 9

I waited outside the store nervously for Emily and Sam to come get me. I knew I was deceiving my new friend already but I had to talk to him. It was kind of strange how Emily just happened to be engaged to the Sam Uley I'd heard so much about.

I saw the red truck Emily usually drove coming toward me and walked to it. "Hey, Sarah" Emily greeted me, looking as excited as I felt. Sam gave me a grin, reminding me of Paul somehow in his appearance only much, much calmer.

"Hey guys," I said smiling at them. I pulled the seatbelt down over myself and looked back up as we started toward the beach. "So, um… who all is gonna be there?"

Sam shrugged looking out the window as he pulled up close to the meeting area. The same exact place Paul had left me a week ago. "Jared, Jake, Embry, some of the elders." He didn't mention Paul, though. I frowned trying not to let my disappointment show.

"Come on you two, get out," Sam said as he opened his own door and hopped out. I crawled out of the truck slowly, tugging on my jacket. I looked around at the group at the meeting area. Almost all of them greeted Sam immediately. I noticed he was easily the tallest one there. Emily looked tiny next to him. The way he looked at her was amazing. Like he could see only her or something.

We sat down on one of the logs that had been moved up on the marble. I looked across the blazing fire and saw Jacob's friendly smile staring back at me "Hey, Sarah" he greeted kindly.

I smiled back at him, happy that I could finally talk to all of them without suffering any consequences. Within minutes I was being treated like I belonged there, one of the pack, I guess.

"Come on, let's get something to eat," Emily nudged me.

I shook my head. "I'm okay, thanks though." I didn't think I could stomach anything and I really didn't want to get sick in front of everybody. I knew the guys from school were already wondering about me. I had classes with all of them and I knew they'd noticed me constantly getting up and leaving.

Emily got up with Sam and went to the table, hand in hand. It was almost sickening to be near two people that seemed so much in love with each other. I stayed sitting. Embry was beside me now trying to get me to eat. It was almost like they all knew something I certainly hadn't told them. Emily was sitting back down beside me, forcing a plate into my hands.

"I would have gotten up and got it myself," I told her with a smile as I munched on a few of the chips.

"No, its okay. I didn't mind. I had to get ours, anyway. You should eat," she said grabbing one of the drinks Sam was holding out and giving it to me.

Sam looked over me, making me feel like a child. "She's right. Your dad told me to make sure you had something. He thinks you're starving yourself."

"What else did my dad happened to tell you?" I asked him worriedly. He'd admitted on the way over that my dad had gone and asked him if I really was going to hang out with him and Emily tonight. Sam had promised him that he'd watch out for me.

Sam gave me a bright smile. "A few other things, but since he spoke to me as an elder, it's a secret."

Emily rolled her eyes at him. "I'll find out later and tell you tomorrow". I laughed, watching the two of them banter until Sam's eyes averted to the woods. He leaned down and whispered into Emily's ear and her eyes drifted in the same direction.

I watched silently as Paul's figure emerged from the forest, pulling on a shirt. He looked angry at something as he got closer. His nose seemed wrinkled up at something. I ducked my head down, hoping he wouldn't notice me. Emily's eyes were on my face, waiting for something, I realized.

"Don't mind him. He's always like that," she explained softly.

Sam looked from me to Paul before nudging the man beside him. "I think its time to start." I leaned forward with everyone else as Billy Black began talking in a deep voice, telling stories I'd never heard before. They were like fairy tales, drawing me in.

-Paul's POV-

What in the hell was she doing here? I thought angrily to myself as I got closer. It was like I couldn't get rid of the girl or something. I set my face into a grimace as I sat down as far away from her as I could get. I purposely didn't look at her as I felt the blue eyes on my face.

I ignored the greetings from my brothers, except for Sam's. I only nodded once to him, to show him that I acknowledged it. I watched as Emily sat down beside Sarah and passed her a plate. Sam was getting his own. I felt the heat rushing through me as I sat here, trying to control myself. How dare she. I couldn't believe Emily had brought her here. Much less that Sam had allowed it. Emily was even more desperate for a baby than I thought she was.

I stayed still, I was hungry but I didn't exactly trust myself to get up right now. I tried not to listen as the two girls whispered and laughed with each other. Sam was staying expressionless, not wanting to take sides with his imprint or his brother. I knew who he'd pick and it wouldn't be me.

I waited until Billy Black cleared his throat and started to tell the same stories I'd heard over and over before I dared to get up and get a plate. Sarah was hanging onto every word, enticed with the magic of it all. She gasped and jumped at the right parts, almost making me smile. Almost. I watched the group from the back. I let my eyes drift onto her now, she couldn't tell if I was looking from here.

It wasn't that I didn't like her. I did like her a little bit. Sarah was pretty, very pretty. Her personality was easygoing and she was honestly a fun person to be around. I just didn't want to be around her. I knew she'd had a crush on me for a while, that's why I chose her. I knew she'd be easy to get into bed. She hung onto my every word, dazzled by me when I smiled and kissed her. Then she ruined it. She told me she loved me one night.

I didn't love her and I didn't want to risk learning to love her. I wanted nothing else to do with her. I got what I wanted- Sarah, and she should have left me alone like the others had. She was being all clingy and stuff. I didn't like that. I'd much rather be left alone aside from the occasional hook up.

I heard her melodic laugh and felt my stomach flip before I shook it off. I let my eyes drift down to her baggy sweater and jacket complete with a scarf ensemble. I stopped at her stomach, frowning. She'd told me she might be pregnant but never confirmed it. There were too many hearts here for me to be able to tell right now. I didn't want a baby, either. I wouldn't be a good dad. I didn't have a paternal bone in my body. I didn't even have a good home life of my own. My dad had quit hitting us but that didn't mean he was nice. Most days he just griped at us kids. It made things easier, though now that the council had talked to him. Sam never told me what had happened. I only know that my dad cowered from him now.

Beside, I wasn't good for Sarah. Even if I loved her, I could leave her after one glance at my imprint. I didn't much like the idea of imprinting either, though. I didn't want someone to have ties on me like Emily did on Sam. I'd seen inside his head too many times the affect that she had on him. Emily could grow three heads and Sam would still look at her like a lovesick fool. It was disgusting.

The stories ended and everyone started moving around, talking and laughing now. Emily glanced my way, smiling slightly. I gave her a dirty look. Emily flinched and grabbed Sam's hand, as if to say, I dare you. Sam kissed her cheek softly before turning back to Billy, in deep conversation with him. Sarah got up from the log she was sitting on and to my horror started coming toward me.

I stood my ground as she stopped at the cooler two feet away from me and got a Sprite out of it. She hesitated a moment before she looked at me "Paul?" She asked softly. Her voice sent a shiver down my spine.

I looked away from her. "What?"

Sarah bit her bottom lip and looked like she wanted to cry before she spoke. "Can we... talk?"

I rolled my eyes. "Talk, huh?" I didn't want to talk to her. I wouldn't mind doing something more than that, though……

She glanced around; she probably didn't want anyone to see us talking. "Yeah. Please, Paul. I really want to talk to you," she begged. I'll admit, it felt nice to have someone beg for my attention.

I shrugged and grabbed the beer I'd been drinking from; I'd had to sneak it from Sam's box. "Come on then before I change my mind." I walked off down the beach, not waiting for her to catch up.

Sarah trailed after me, pulling her jacket closer as she tried to keep up. She didn't say anything until we were a safe distance from the group. "I don't know why you're treating me like this," she finally said. "I didn't do anything wrong."

You said you loved me, that was wrong, I thought to myself snidely. I still didn't say anything to her, just kept walking as the waves crashed against the rocks. Sarah grabbed my hand and pulled on it.

"Stop walking and look at me," she said her voice was shaky.

I stopped and turned around to fix her with a death glare. "What do you want from me?" I snapped at her, making her jump. She was still scared of me, I could tell.

"I just don't understand Paul. I mean... we were... seeing each other and then you quit coming. Then you started to ignore me. And when I tried to talk to you at school you... you yelled at me." I continued to glare at her. Sarah faltered a moment, losing some of her confidence before going on. "You didn't even act like you knew who I was tonight."

I sighed "I just want to forget what happened, okay?"

Sarah let a single tear slide down her cheek as she trembled. "I'm pregnant," she whispered.

I froze. So she was pregnant for sure. I knew she wouldn't lie about it. Sarah wasn't the type to play games. I'd already tried to make it clear to her that I didn't want the baby when she'd told me she thought she was pregnant to start off with. Why was she telling me this?

More tears were falling from her blue eyes now, falling over onto her cheeks. "Aren't you going to say anything?"

I started walking again, angry. Angry at myself. Angry at her. Angry at everything.

"No," I replied.

She trailed after me, her scarf flying in the wind. "But it's your baby," she said tearfully. I didn't care whose baby it was as long as it stayed away from me. Far away.

"And?" I snapped, wishing she'd turn around and go back.

Sarah moved to grab my hand again. As she touched it I whirled around and gave her a small shove away. Or what I thought was a small shove. Sarah fell backwards into the sand as I pushed her. She didn't move to get up. She just sat there, sobbing now.

"Don't touch me again," I growled at her. "And don't talk to me either. I don't care if you're pregnant. It doesn't change anything between us. I don't want you." I took off again, going faster. I was sure she wouldn't be able to catch up now. I could feel my inner wolf starting to take over as I fled from her. I didn't even care if she was still laying there crying.

I felt the spasm in my back as I phased, taking off into the woods on all fours, leaving my clothes in shreds behind me. I needed to get away from her. Far away from her. Seeing Sarah was bad. It was a bad reminder of things I wanted to forget. I didn't want to think about how I'd lost control with her. I'd growled at her in a not so loving way. I'd been way too rough with her when we had sex. I'd almost phased when things got too intense between us. But she still followed me around. I knew I was definitely good-looking but other than that, I didn't see the infatuation. I was an ass. I'm rude. I'm mean for no good reason to innocent people. Yet this girl still claimed to love me.

-Sarah's POV-

I sat there in the sand crying, pulling my knees up to my chest. What did I do to deserve this? I thought as a new sob shook me. I didn't care if it was cold and I was sitting in the wet sand, all I cared about was that Paul wouldn't talk to me. He'd hardly even looked at me. I felt a warm hand on my back and looked up. Sam and Emily were standing there. Emily looked madder than I'd thought she was capable of being. Sam was looking in the direction Paul had run off to.

"I'm going to find Paul," he said abruptly. Emily nodded, wrapping her arms around me.

"Did he push you down?" She asked softly. I nodded after a moment.

Sam scowled as he took off his shirt and tossed it down beside Emily. "I'll be back."

She waved him off and hugged me tightly, stroking my hair like my own mother would have.

"What happened?" She asked slowly, like she wasn't sure if she should or not. Sobs were still ripping through me, shaking my body as I thought back to how hateful he'd been. "Are you okay?"

I shook my head taking shaky breaths, trying to calm down enough to tell her. "I'm pregnant and..." I started gasping as a new fit of tears shot through me. Emily was the first person I'd admitted it to except for Paul.

She seemed to hug me closer. "Paul?" She whispered to me as she pushed my hair back from my face.

"He doesn't want to even talk to me and he keeps yelling at me," I managed to get out, sniffling. Emily's cool hand wiped the tears from my cheeks lightly. "You should tell your parents, Sarah. Don't mind Paul."

I shook my head quickly. "No, I can't. They'll kill me, they told me to keep away from Paul. They don't like him at all."

Emily looked thoughtful for a moment. "I'm sure it won't be that bad. You have to see a doctor soon so you can't not tell them."

"No, I can't. You don't understand. It's even worse since Paul won't speak to me. He just gets mad and yells at me." I paused catching my breath. "I'm terrified of him when he does that. I just want him to talk to me."

Emily sighed and looked like she was holding back from saying something but Sam and Paul were getting closer to us now. It looked like Sam had some kind of hold over him, just by talking to him. Paul looked like he was carrying invisible weights as he followed after Sam who glanced at us and said simply, "Let's go sit at the fire."

We followed after the two boys. I could feel the nerves starting to work up in my stomach again as we walked. Emily sat down beside Sam. I took a spot across from them, opposite Paul who wasn't looking at anyone. He had a permanent grimace on his face.

"What the hell happened?" Sam finally said, realizing neither of us was going to speak to the other.

I cleared my throat. "It was nothing."

Sam's black eyes fell on me. "I think it was something." Emily placed a hand on him "Sam... don't."

"No Sarah, Paul had no business acting the way he did. Shoving you down or grabbing you like he has before. Don't protect him."

I trembled under the authority in Sam's voice. "No, it was my fault, I kept bothering him with... stupid stuff."

"You're pregnant, Sarah and Paul's got a baby on the way. I think its time he learned responsibility for his own actions. You can't keep defending him."

Paul's head hung low when Sam moved onto him next. "Paul, I don't want you to lay another finger on her again. I don't care if you don't want the baby, I don't care if you have an anger problem, you will control yourself."

"Yes, Sam," he replied obediently. I let my eyes drift to him. He looked up meeting them for a moment before looking away.

"I'm sure she wasn't with anyone else, either. You put a stop to that early on," Sam told Paul, looking at him with hard eyes.

I held my gaze at the fire. I couldn't believe Sam was making us sit here and discuss this like it was a group session. At least Paul was speaking, though.

Paul glared at Sam. "That's none of your business". He threw me a look of loathing. "It probably didn't stop anything."

I cringed at his words as they stung into me. "I didn't see anyone else you know that. You were the only one," I added at the end feeling the tears building up.

"And how in the hell do I know that?" Paul snapped at me, making me jump.

"Because I love you," I whimpered, letting alligator tears slip out.

Paul laughed loudly at that, like it was the funniest thing he'd heard in a while. I heard a low rumble come from Sam. He looked like he wanted to snap Paul in two.

Sam looked at Paul again, making Paul halt his laughing. "Paul, you need to be civil to Sarah until you at least find out for certain that this is your baby. You're pushing a fine line of cruelty."

Paul's face turned red. "I don't want to be nice to her. I want her to leave me alone. I want to go on like nothing happened."

Sam shook his head at Paul with a look of distaste. "It's not that easy. This is something you'll have to learn to live with. I'm not saying you have to date her or pretend you're in love with her, I'm just saying that you have to be nice."

"How far along are you?" Sam asked suddenly, looking at me again.

I shrugged, fidgeting with my sweater. "Six or eight weeks, maybe. I haven't gone to a doctor yet."

Sam nodded, looking at Emily before he spoke. "I take it your parents don't know?"

I shook my head quickly. "No. I can't tell them yet."

Sam sighed, rubbing the top of his head. "I could talk to them for you. I get along with your dad pretty well. It might come better from me than from someone else."

Paul didn't look too happy about that. "Are you going to tell them she's pregnant or that she's pregnant and its mine?"

Sam laughed harshly at that "Are you worried?"

"Can't you wait a while before you say anything?" I asked hopefully.

No, I'm going to have to tell them soon, Sarah. You have to go to the doctor. You can't just walk around sick and expect them not to notice. Your dad already knows something's up with you. When he talked to me he said he'd been worried about you because you seemed withdrawn."

"What are you going to do if this is your baby, Paul?" Sam asked him.

Paul scoffed. "Not a damn thing. I don't want it. I didn't ask for this. She should have taken better precautions. I mean… what kind of girl just jumps into bed with someone like that?" He gave me a sidelong look of death. "I kind of assumed since she jumped into bed with so easily with me that she was already taking those precautions. Meaning I assume she was sleeping around." He looked back at Sam. "How do I know she's not just trying to trap me?"

Sam rolled his eyes at him. "Yeah, Paul because you have so much to offer a girl."

Paul scowled "Are we done here yet? I have a date."

Sam laughed at him after he said it. "The only date you got tonight is with me kid. I hope you're ready to work."

Paul groaned loudly. "Why am I being punished because that whore got herself pregnant?" He stood up angrily and stomped off, Sam's binding having fallen off of him.

I blinked, trying not to cry in front of Sam as he stood up. "Thank you," I whispered to him.

He nodded and waved me off. "Its okay, no problem. I don't want you to think that because I'm friends with Paul, you can't come to us though, okay? Don't hesitate to ask for anything." His gaze fell to Emily. "I'm going to find him. I'll see you later tonight, okay?"

She nodded and leaned up as he kissed her. It was worse than a romance movie seeing them together. It was what I wished I had with Paul.