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"Miss. Uley," the social service's woman said. "What do you like about living with Mr. Samuel?"

"Who gave you those bruises?"

"How long have you lived with your father?"

"Mr. Samuel Uley, what is the yearly income for your household?"

"Why do you want to become Miss. Uley's legal guardian?"

"Mr. Grey, what did Miss. Uley tell you the first night you met?"

"Miss. Black, what is Miss. Uley's reaction to people in general?"

"And people advancing on her or touching her?"

"But she doesn't act this way around Mr. Samuel Uley, or Miss. Young?"

The questions were endless. I went up first, then Sam, then Collin, then Rachel, then Emily, then Kim. Sam was completely calm, as were the others. I was probably the only one nervous. Sam held my hand he entire time we were both sitting down, but when he was up on the stand, I played restlessly with my hands. The worst outcomes kept popping into my head. Then, finally, it came to a close. The judge spoke.

"Mr. Samuel Uley will be in temporary guardianship of Samantha Uley until January 6th of the new year. Until then, a representative from Social Services will visit the house every two weeks, to do an inspection of the home, and on how well he is raising Samantha. As for school, Emily young will be given permission to home school Samantha until further notice. The situation of Mr. Levi Uley's abusing of the child will be further investigated. The court is adjourned."

)-(

"I think it went well, don't you?" Emily said with her arm wrapped around me. I nodded in response. I was still a bit shaken up because of seeing my father. He stared at me with hatred in his eyes, and spite in his features. I realized how different Sam was from him. Where Sam's face was stern, it also held kindness and love; something my father did not have.

"Hey," Sam muttered, elbowing me softly. "You okay?"

"Yeah," I breathed out. "Just a little shaken up, that's all."

"That is completely understandable," Emily smiled. Her words helped but I still felt a little upset and bad for everything everyone had gone through for me that day. I must have looked guilty, because she added, "You have every right to be scared." She put her hands on either side of my face. "We both love you. That's all that matters, honey. You'll be fine, and you can come live with us. The social services people will approve, and we'll live happily ever after."

I giggled at her a bit. "You're really silly."

She kissed my forehead and grinned. "I know." She hooked her arms through mine as her other hand was taken up by Sam's. Collin stood to the left of me, our hands brushing. "What would make you feel better?"

"Muffins and hot cocoa, and a movie with everyone," I said instantly. I wanted to be surrounded by the people I loved, and the people who made me feel safe.

"Everyone?"

"Everyone."

"Alrighty."

Two hours later, the pack, the girls, and I all sat in the living room. I held a large mug of hot cocoa, and a large muffin tray sat on the coffee table that had been moved to the side. Where the table had been were blankets and pillows strewn across the floor so that people could be comfortable. I was in between Emily and Leah on the couch, with Sam on the floor in front of Emily, and Collin in front of me. The heat radiating off of him warmed me, and it took a long of will power not to crawl down into his lap.

We watched Ocean's Eleven, Twelve, and Thirteen that night. Half of the pack ended up staying over, sleeping in the living room. In the morning, I woke up on the couch, lying across it with my head on Colin's leg. A lot of other people were asleep, but I could hear Sam and Emily in the kitchen working. By sounds of it, Leah was in there too.

Colin was awake and staring at me. "Morning, Princess."

I blushed and gave him a, "Morning." I yawned, trying not to think about what my hair looked like—it would only stress me out with Colin there.

But Colin didn't seem too concerned about it. He was gazing at me lovingly, like I was a treasure that he needed to hold and care for. I decided I wanted to know the truth.

"Colin, do you like me?" I asked before I could stop myself. I was horrified, and immediately put my hands over my mouth, eyes wide.

Colin only beamed. "Yes. I l…like you a lot."

I beamed back, and we looked at each other for awhile, barely noticing when Emily walked in. She cleared her throat. "Would you guys like to get some food before the others absolutely attack the breakfast table?"

I nodded and got up. "I'm going to go get dressed, and then I'll come eat."

"Okay." She said. "Keep in mind that we're going shopping after breakfast, so choose your clothing carefully. Also, you mind as well go ahead and pack your bags to spend a few nights at my house while the guys work on your room."

"But, what if social security takes me away?" I asked. "What's the point in building a room?"

"They will not take you away," Emily spoke sternly, having a 'don't cross me' look. "Now go get dressed."

I nodded, a little scared about that tone. Obviously, she would do anything keep me. The thought warmed me, though.

I walked back to my room, already thinking about what I was going to wear. I flipped through my closet, trying to hurry, but also trying to think hard and thoroughly. Not only were we going shopping, but Colin was out there, and I knew he liked me. I needed to look good, and step up my game a bit. I finally settled on gray skinny jeans and a long sleeved white and tight fitting shirt. I put on a black, long sleeved cardigan and black ballet flats. I grabbed a black beanie, trying to remember where it was from. Then, I remembered I had jacked it from Colin's pocket the week before. The thought let me with butterflies.

I showered quickly, and then dried my hair while I was still in the towel. After that, I got dressed and applied a little bit of makeup. I walked back into the kitchen quietly, where Leah, Emily, Kim, and Rachel sat, eating, also dressed and ready to go. Colin was preparing a bagel with cream cheese on it. I was about to do the same, when he gave me the bagel. I tried to protest, but he gave me a look.

"I made it for you, because Sam said that's how you like it," he said, putting the bagel in my hands. "Now, do you want orange juice or apple juice?"

I grinned slightly. "Orange juice, please."

"Coming right up," he grinned back. I blushed and sat down at the table and started to nibble on the bagel. Leah looked over at me, grinning like a little devil. I mouthed "What?" silently, and she shook her head, as if laughing, and looked back at her cereal. I rolled my eyes as Emily and the other giggled silently as well.

After breakfast, we set out for Olympia. Leah and I rode with Emily, and Kim and Rachel rode together.

Four hours, ten bulging shopping bags, and a thousand times of laughter later, we were gathered around a table at the food court in the mall, discussing where to buy my dress for the wedding.

"Now, she'll be the Guest of Honor, and we'll find someone to walk her down the aisle like the others." Emily said. "So, I want her dress to be blue, but a different color, and I want it to be a different style, one that fits her age."

"Well, why not Collin?" Leah asked. "He would look good on her arm." She grinned, making me blush.

"And, he can just be another grooms men," Kim suggested.

"Yeah, he doesn't have to be a Guest of Honor," Rachel added.

"So his tux and her dress still have to match."

"Not necessarily." Leah said.

"Well—"

"Why don't we find my dress first?" I chimed in, annoyed that they were speaking as if I wasn't there.

"Oh, of course, well, there's a David's Bridal twenty minutes away." Emily said, shoveling food in her mouth. I noticed she was eating a lot more lately.

"Emily, why has your appetite increased?" I asked, taking a sip of my Root Beer.

Emily blinked. "What?"

"You've been eating about as much as the guys lately," I said. She blinked again. "Well, I'm just curious."

Leah chuckled. "Gotta love how straight forward she is."

"Well," Emily set her sub down. "I'm not really sure, to be honest. I've just been getting hungry."

"Interesting," I said. I noticed how uncomfortable she looked, so I moved on. "Sorry, just a question."

"Alright, well let's go!" Emily said, standing up quickly. She swayed for a second.

I stood up and grabbed her hand. "Emily?"

"Just a little dizzy, that's all." she smiled. "Come on, we'd better get moving."

Two hours after that, I had a very light blue dress that was flowed like water and reached right above the knees. It had wide straps, was a v-neck, and was really tight from right below the bust to the waist. Above and below the tight part were tiny little beads, and it fit me perfectly. The color was almost between the bridesmaid dresses, and white. The bridesmaid dresses were a darker blue than mine, and flowed smoothly to the ground. Emily's wedding dress was, obviously, white. It had wide straps, and had beads right below the bust. The rest of the dress, which went to the floor, was scrunched up in different places.

"Well, I think we've done pretty well." Emily chirped, smiling brightly on our way home.

"I do too," Leah said, looking back at me. "But, honestly, I'm in the mood for ice cream. What about you girls?"

"Oh, god yes!" I said. I could practically taste it.

"Hell yeah!" Emily grinned. After that, we turned up the music and danced in the car like idiots.

My life couldn't get better.

~o~O~o~

Once we got home, I was tired and exhausted. I walked into Emily's guest room and immediately loved it. The walls were a beautiful green, with brown carpet, so it was like a forest almost. There was a large bed and two large bay windows on either side of it, giving me a great view of the forest behind it.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in one of the windows. I gasped, dropping my suitcases and backing up into the wall. I fumbled with the lights, because the whites of the figures eyes were bright in the darkness. When the light was on, I relaxed at the figure, walking over to the window and letting him in.

"What are you doing here?" I whispered, knowing he could hear me. "Emily's in the next room!"

"I'm doing something I should have done the first day I met you," he whispered fiercely, pulling me close to him. My breathing became slightly ragged, but I placed one hand on his shoulder, the other on his neck. He had one hand on my waist, the other on the back of my head.

And Collin kissed me.

So, I correct myself.

Now, my life couldn't get any better.