"Are you Okay?" Andrew asked as soon as I sat down on the wooden bench-like chair.

"For the fourth time," I sighed holding an ice pack to my head, "I'm fine. Just a headache. It'll go away soon."
My head is burning like toaster in an oven.

I pulled my T-shirt closer as a sudden gush of cold wind blew as us. We were sitting on a version of a lovebird chair – not that I minded – on the front veranda of Andrew's house. Apparently Andrews' folks where up at one of his packs' parents house and wouldn't be back for a while.

And my body felt freezing while inside my head burned.

"You look cold." He commented, looking at me while I looked at the moon rising in front of us.

"I feel cold." I mumbled.

Without hesitation and in a way that involved moving a lot of muscles (catching my attention, of course) Andrew quickly pulled off his T-shirt and slipped it over my head. It was at warm as a heater on a cold day, and smelt delicious – very sweet smelling.

I shuddered and moved right next to Andrew. "Thanks." I whispered.

He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled my tight against him.

Somehow, it felt right but wrong.

After about ten minutes of comfortable silence, Andrew looked down at my legs. I looked down too and saw a field of goosebumps everywhere.

"Maybe you need my pants too." It was a statement not a question.

I answered anyway.

"Come now," I shivered again with another cold blast of wind, "We don't want to be scaring the neighbors when they see you in just your undies."

Andrew chuckled and I saw a mischievous grin spread from his face to his eyes.

"I have two points to make. One, my neighbors are all pack members and they've seen me in less than my undies. Two, I'm not wearing 'Undies'."

I blushed when a picture of Andrew nude spread into my mind.

"Budge…smugglers?" I guessed.

His grin grew bigger. "Nooo… although I'd love to try them out some day, don't you think?"

I gulped.

And blushed, again. This is very embarrassing.

He chuckled. "I'm wearing boxers, okay? Remember that." He chuckled again, louder.

I blushed and hid my face deep under his arm…well, as far as I could get it.

I pulled the icepack off my head (it honestly wasn't helping) and dropped it into… where about his crutch should be.

Andrew did the reaction I was hoping for and jumped up with a yelp, shaking and jumping like a chicken losing its legs.

I burst out laughing, accidentally falling sideways so I was fully on the love-bird seat lying down.

He looked so funny!

Andrew finally stopped dancing like a turkey and turned to face me, his arms up in the air on his sides like he'd almost run into someone.

There was a…giant wet patch over his crowd jewels area where the ice must have melted quickly because how hot his temperature must have been.

I almost wet myself. Laughing that is.

Clunk! I landed on the floor on his veranda and giggled

I heard Andrew sigh and bent down to me.

"You know, I'm just going to have to get even with that…" he whispered in my ear.

My eyes widen. "Noo…" I warned him. "Oh no you don't. You embarrassed me I embarrass you."

"Yes but I didn't put anything wet on private areas, now did I?"

I guess he was right. Not that I was going to admit it.

"Well.." I sighed.

Suddenly I jumped to my feet and started running from him away from the veranda, headache forgotten.

"You're going to have to catch me first!" I yelled over my shoulder.

I kept running aimlessly in a direction I think was leading me to one of his neighbors' house.

I laughed at his shocked expression and yelped when muscular arms wrapped around my torso.

I squealed like babies do and cracked up laughing.
I felt Andrew grunt a bit when he picked me up and hauled me over his shoulder like some bridesmaid.

I pounded my fists on his back, laughing when my attempts did nothing. Andrew was laughing too, shaking me up and down occasionally.

"Okay where ever your going, I demand you don't do what your thinking." I'm guessing he was going to soak me in a pond.

"I was thinking about making sure you got back to my house safely and non embarrassed but if you demand I don't do what I'm thinking…" he trailed off to leave the sentence to my imagination.

"Fine." I chuckled.

Faded lights soon started increasing until I knew we were at a house. Some of them where quiet colorful.

How was this embarrassing?

"Hey! Thought me and my mate here could join your party." Andrew said cheerfully. I could finally hear voices over my annoying headaches throbs.

"Who've you got there Andrew?" A deep voice asked.

"Quick! Help me down before Andrew decides to tickle me or something very embarrassing." I giggled, trying to look over Andrew's back to the people surrounding me.

"And a pretty birdy at that." Someone else said.

After some blushing Andrew finally let me down, the world's biggest grin on his face.

"Genna this is Jake's pack and the Cullen's – the Cullen's and Jake's pack met my imprintee and imprinter, Genna." Andrew introduced us.

I took a step backwards as my headache suddenly grew very strong and painful.

There were 8 vampires in the room, their sent overwhelming me.

And, there where 5 werewolves, not including myself and Andrew. They had watched my almost die.

I kept taking steps backwards until my bum hit the railing around the veranda.

Everyone watched my movements, worried looks on their faces.

My spine burst with heat and I felt myself sweat, trying not to react.

"Genna?" Andrew voice sounded as if there were a glass wall in-between us.

I gulped and shuddered, feeling the most painful wave of heat from inside my head, like I was bursting into flames.

I whispered one word.

One word that sounded like a threat, a death-wish, a plead and a horror.

"Run!"