Do not own Twilight

Miela

Embry kissed me lightly on the lips, instantly melting away my stress, and when he wrapped his arms around me, I felt all of my problems go away. Unfortunately, problems don't go away with just a hug. Mom and the rest of the pack came back 15 minutes later, thankfully, we broke away just in time.

" They got away." My mom said as she tucked the towels edge into the towel. Thank God we had that thing out there. I closed my eyes for the rest of them.

" Crossed over the border, can't get them unless they go after you again, Miela."

" That's wonderful." I said, wishing that Embry and I could be alone again.

" If he is Imprinted with you, it shouldn't be too long before he tries to come back, Miela." Embry whispered as everyone made their way to the lving room.

" Don't worry." I said, pressing my hand to his cheek, " Nothing will happen to me Embry." Embry shoved my hand away, and put his hand under the back of my shirt, tracing my scars.

" Nothing will happen?!" He whispered in a furious tone. " Miela, do you realize what he's done to you already?!"

" Embry, he won't-"

" YES HE WILL MIELA!" All conversation in the other room stopped, while Embry started shaking furiously. Sam rushed into the kitchen and started dragging Embry out.

" Miela, go upstairs or something, he'll talk to you tomorrow." I started going up the stairs when my mom grabbed my arm and whipped me around.

" Miela, there's something I need to tell you............. I'm going out to find him on my own. Do not tell anyone. Use the emergency money if you have to, Sam will tell you the rest tomorrow." My mother kissed me on the forehead before she walked up to her room. I shakily walked up the stairs to my room, and feeling faint, I stumbled to my bed, hearing wolf howls before my tired eyes flew shut.

Next Day

I woke up the next day on top of my bed blankets, and a quilt on top of me. I pulled it up to my nose and inhaled pine and sea air: Embry's smell. I smiled and inhaled a little bit more before I climbed out of bed. I already knew I was getting sick: I got chills down my legs as I stepped outside my bedroom door and made my way down the stairs. I could see several wolves prowling around outside the house, none of them were my Mother though. They didn't have her silver and red fur, or her yellow eyes that she had when she was a wolf. I missed her....

I moved to the couch, tucking my leg underneath me as I laid my head against the soft pillow. Ugh, this chills in my legs won't go away, they're so creepy! Embry's wolf came up to the window, and peered in, his eyes following me as I turned to lay on my side. I heard a pathetic bark, but didn't turn over to meet his eyes: I was too tired again, all of a sudden. A louder bark followed, a single 'Miela' following after that: I guess Embry had phased, because I know heard voices outside of the window, voices asking questions, angry questions. The door swung open, and Embry rushed in while the remainder of the pack filed in silently, sadly, mourning something.

Arms wrapped around me as I slowly turned around and smelt more pine and sea air, and instead of getting sick like I thought I would, butterflies emerged.

" I was gonna ask if you wanted to go for a ride Miela, but you look terrible." Sam said from the recliner. I nodded, but was suprised when Embry let out a little growl.

" What's up with you?" I asked.

" Sam wants to take you for a ride. He knows I've Imprinted, the jerk." I turned over in his arms to face him, his face put into an angry pull. Even when he was angry, he was sooo cute!

" Embry, " I ran my hand through his hair, " keep it cool. You know Sam's got Emily, I'm pretty sure I don't like anyone else, so don't worry." I whispered.

" Sam's right though, you look horrible, Miela."

" Well, thanks a lot Embry! You asshat!" I pretend-whined and pulled the blanket over my head. Sam, I could tell, was holding his amusement in.

" What? I- No! Not what I meant! I meant you looked sick, but I said you- But you-Miela! Don't be mad at meeeeeeeee!" Embry whined as he hugged me tighter.

" Meh, make me." I said. I peered back at him to look at his expression: Sam was gone from the rocking chair, and Embry had a intense look in his eyes. He climbed up so he was on the couch too, but was straddling my body, even though it was on the side, and kissed me again. His hand were at the back of my head, pushing my face closer to his, and I could taste the sweetness of the wild strawberries he had consumed while on patrol. I would've kissed him longer, but the feeling of a cough coming on made me push away and cough to the side. Embry brushed my bangs out of my face and held back my hair: he knew how much I hated having stuff in my hair, much less spittle.

" Sorry." I said, moving my mouth to my arm as another coughing fit began, my body heaving with every breath. Afterwards, I felt exhausted: just that one coughing fit nearly killed me.

" I shouldn't have done that." Embry said as I readjusted myself.

" No, it's not your fault, I'm just sick as Hell all of a sudden." I smiled as he put his hands on my cheeks, his warm hands helping my fever go down inch by inch. Unfortunately, his heated hands were lulling me to sleep. And to sleep, I went.