Jacob.

You walked her to your Rabbit which was probably a step down from a Range Rover. Feeling a bit self conscience you started the car up, questions swirling through your head.

Is Bella okay?

Why did Byron run away?

Are Leah and Byron imprints?

Is Blaire my new imprint?

What's on HBO tonight?

Does Bella love me?

Is McDonalds open at 1:00 tonight?

"Are you going to speed it up, three cars have passed us in the slow lane?" Blaire said sarcastically.

"Right, lot on my mind."

"Hope the roads on the list of things on your mind."

"Do you always get the last word?" Geez, scratch is Blaire my imprint; she's annoying the hell out of me.

"Duh." She said turning the radio up.

Even though you two barely spoke you felt tension, maybe it was just you.

"What happened before Byron left." She asked full of concern; unlike the sarcastic I don't give a damn chick she was two minutes ago.

"Um…we told him some information, more like assumption, and he ran into the forest." You said slowly, this was going to be hard to explain.

"So… you expect me to believe that?" she questioned. Turning your head you tried to read her expression but she had a poker face covering her beautiful features, but, um, Bella was prettier. Right?

"It's hard to explain."

"Did it have to do with a girl or commitment?"

You turned to her shocked, "How did you know?!"

"Byron, well, let's just say he isn't big on facing problems at the right time." She laughed, though you didn't see any humor.

"We're here."

She jumped out the car before you could stop it and ran into the house. You followed and saw her kneeling by Byron. Confused, you walked by Sam and Leah, who looked like she was about to cry.

"What happened?"

"Apparently, the Cullens took him as a threat. The big one didn't know who he was and was about to kill him until the pack showed up. He has severe wounds and is unconscious right now. We are about to take him over to the doctor to get help."

Your blood began to boil hearing the Cullens name. The fact that they touched a new pack member and that they had Bella…

Looking over at Leah you saw her walk over to Byron. She probably felt terrible, considering she was the reason he ran in the first place. You caught Blaire's eyes for a second but then she returned to the body lying on the couch.

".. And don't give me some vague response. I leave my brother here, and then I come here and see him unconscious!" she started softly but increased her voice every word.

"Please calm down-" Sam started

"Don't tell me to calm down! Give ME ANSEWERS!" the room was silent, all eyes on the girl in pajamas.

She looked frustrated and started digging through Byron's pockets.

"We're going to take him to a doctor" Sam said calmly trying to approach her.

"No, you're not. I'm taking him to a real doctor. I'm not going to another stranger's house, stranger." She countered.

"He needs to see this doctor, you don't know what he's dealing with!"Leah yelled. Wow, she really did imprint.

"Who the hell are you tell me what to do with my brother who I've known since birth! How dare you tell me what's best for him, you don't know him!" she countered now in Leah's face.

"You're probably the reason he's here." She whispered viciously to Leah, shock and guilt written on her face.

Blaire smirked and started to pick up Byron, you saw Sam tilt his head toward Quil and Embry and soon, Blaire was held back.

"LET GO OF ME! STUPID ADOLESECENTS!" you had to laugh with the others, come on wouldn't you?

All of you got into cars and started to drive toward the Cullens. Much to your delight, you had screaming Blaire in your car. Please note the sarcasm.

"Oh great, now I'm getting raped and hidden in the forest." She has been making comments like this the whole time, to the point where it was hilarious.

"Don't worry that will happen later." Quil laughed. Flirt.

Eventually you got to the Cullens and the atmosphere grew serious once again. Everybody was basically guarding Blaire and Byron. Blaire was walking with Byron the whole way, hand in hand. Concern and motherly love was written all over her face, making her seem vulnerable. You, Sam, the unconscious werewolf walked into the house.

"Hey, let me go! He's my brother!" she yelled. Once again she was contained by Jared and Paul.

"Let her in." Sam ordered.

"Oh, we're terribly sorry. Emmett sends his sincere apologies." Esme said as she greeted you.

"Mother, it seems as if the human isn't aware of us." The bloodsucker who stole the love of your life said.

Blaire approached the steps and looked at everybody as if they were insane. "Every second he is unconscious is a second closer to his death. So IF YOU COULD GET THE DOCTOR THAT WOULD BE APPRECIATED!" She said and everybody was reminded of why they were here, one of their own was close to death.

"Could you please not yell, my wife is sleeping." Edward said calmly.

"Wow, your wife is sleeping my brother's sleeping but that's different, he might not wake up." She said daring him to say one more word.

"Okay, I'm ready." Dr. Cullen emerged and you walked into the living room, placing Byron on the bed and seeing Bella, pregnant.

Bella is pregnant.

Bella had sex.

Bella had sex with a vampire and is pregnant by a bloodsucker.

Blaire.

You paced the living room ignoring the pregnant girl as the doctor started working. He was ejecting stuff, measuring things, and doing doctor stuff. After about an hour of pacing you heard a groan.

"Byron!" you screamed at his side and holding his hand in an instant.

"Where am I?" he asked tiredly.

"Wow, so that's the first thing you say when you wake up Byron? How cheesy." You laughed trying to distract him from any pain he might be having.

"I'm fine thanks for asking." he said sarcastically, how you missed that.

"Let's go home and get you in bed." You smiled.

Jacob helped put Byron in the car (they drove all the cars to the Cullens including theirs) and you started the engine. Sighing you got out the car before Jacob left.

"Wait!" you ran seeing your breathe, reminding you how cold you were.

Turning around he looked at you surprised.

"I know when I need to thank and apologize to people, so deliver the message. Thanks for helping Byron and sorry I was a tad overdramatic and yelly (yes yelly)." You smiled sincerely.

"No problem, I'll tell them."

"Thanks, goodnight." You smiled walking toward the car.

"Goodnight" he chanted as you drove into the night.

Isn't it ironic how the unexpected always happens?