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I just wanted to let all of you know (although I have told some reviewers) that I had none of this planned from the beginning. I've had mixed emotions through the whole thing so far and with this chapter I think I've finally accepted and decided what I'm going to do with the rest of it. I hope you guys enjoy it and continue to read and review.


"My heart beats faster when I'm with you

'Cause I know that you, you want me too

I swear to hell I'll never leave,

'Cause I know one thing

Love is all we need."

Anna Maria (All We Need)

The Petty's were coming by again today for measurements which meant that I needed to roll out of bed and make myself presentable. But it was hard to put an effort into looking presentable considering what had happened the past few days. I'd quit my job (which I was beginning to really regret right about now), my sister had told me over the phone that she was pregnant, and I still had found no other place to live. There was also the added bonus of missing everyone that made getting up this morning particularly hard.

My second session with Roxanne had been helpful, but since I quit I decided that it was probably best for my purse strings if I held off on our sessions until I found another job; something that wouldn't be too easy in the state of Michigan.

I was about to head into the shower when the doorbell rang. Shit, they were early. Or maybe it wasn't them at all…at least that was what I was hoping for. I was dressed in my pajamas and I could feel that my hair was mussed; not exactly how I wanted to look when I answered the door. I thought about ignoring it for a second before I sighed and raced down the stairs and to the front door.

It wasn't the Petty's, no it was worse. It was Roxanne. She had already seen me come up to the door so I had no choice but to open it to her now.

"Hi Sadie."

"Hi."

"I think we need to talk; not as your therapist but as your friend."

Hmm, that sounded familiar.

I let her into the house and into the living room where the two of us sat down in opposite arm chairs. I waited as she took a breath and turned towards me to begin.

"My sister and brother in law want to move in soon and seem to be under the impression that you have a place lined up, but that isn't the case is it?"

I sighed, "No, and I quit my job."

Roxanne nodded and ran a hand through her thick red hair thoughtfully, "Have you thought about going back to Washington?"

Not exactly. I had definitely been thinking of the place and the people I missed that lived in Washington, but I had never actually considered the idea of going back to Washington for good.

"As in to live?"

"Yes. Your family and friends are there and from what you've told me I know they would be more than happy to help you get onto your feet."

"I just never thought of living there."

"It is odd isn't it?" Roxanne chuckled. "I only moved to Michigan to help my sister out and she certainly doesn't need me now. I haven't told you this, but you remind me a lot of myself. Our Mother died when we were young and our Dad shut down on us. I practically raised my sister from the age of eight. I feel lost now because she doesn't need me anymore; she has Greg. I almost feel like I can't professionally help you because I'm too close to the situation you know?"

"You don't want me to see you anymore?" I asked, feeling my brow wrinkle in confusion.

"No, that's not it at all. I don't want you to see me professionally anymore, but I think that the two of us could benefit from talking as equals." She smiled.

I smiled back, sensing that I might have the beginnings of a true friendship here. All of my life Cady had been my best friend and I had never truly had a best friend that was of my own choosing. As far as I knew Cady didn't even have a best friend like that, but she did have Seth.

"I think I'd like that, Roxanne."

"Call me Roxy please; I feel like an old knitting lady when people call me that."

I chuckled at that and jumped in surprise when the sound of the doorbell rang loudly through the first story of the house. I checked the clock, the Petty's weren't due for another few hours and I honestly didn't know who else would be showing up at my door at nine in the morning.

"Excuse me a minute." I said to Roxy as I got up from the chair and headed to the front door.

I glimpsed a pair of broad shoulders through the window in the door and felt my heart start to race as I hurriedly swung open the door. There standing right in front of me were Hunter and Paul, Grace nowhere to be found. But I wasn't worried about that at the moment instead I launched myself at the two of them.

"I've missed you two so much!"

They both laughed and took turns holding me tight.

"After your phone call to Hunter he informed me that we would be coming to get you whether I liked it or not." Paul stated with a small smile.

"Coming to get me?" I turned confused eyes on Hunter.

"That's right; you belong in Washington."

I smiled and threw my arms around him again before I realized that I still had a guest inside the house and two more waiting outside of the house in the early fall air.

"Come inside, I'll introduce you guys to Roxy."

"Roxy?" Hunter asked curiously as I led them into the living room.

Roxy stood up as the three of us walked into the room and smiled at my two male visitors.

"Roxy, this is Hunter Richards and Paul Riverly. Guys, this is Roxanne Gilbert."

The two psychiatrists were too busy meeting each other and exchanging a few professional anecdotes to notice what was going on with Paul. I, on the other hand, did not miss what was going on with him. As soon as Paul laid eyes on Roxy's tall red headed figure his eyes remained glued to her…and I mean glued. It was like he didn't notice anything else anymore. And when she finally turned to him with a smile his astonishment was almost laughable.

I scooted closer to Hunter while their introduction was taking place and noticed that he seemed to be watching the interaction just as closely as I was.

I looked up at Hunter expectantly, "Did he…?"

"My gosh, I think he's just imprinted."

* * *

I had no clue how we had managed to do it, but Hunter and I managed to get Paul away from Roxy. She had remained when her sister and brother in law arrived to take their measurements. Paul had then proceeded to follow the three of them around the house while Hunter and I finished taping up the boxes I had packed full of my Mom's stuff.

If Roxy had been uncomfortable she hadn't looked it. In fact, she seemed a little sad herself when it was time for them to say goodbye. Of course Paul slipped out the back door once they were gone and tried to follow her home. Somehow Hunter and I had apprehended him and shoved him into the car before he could get all wolfy on us. And now even though he was moping he still had a trace of a smile on his lips.

"I would just like to say that I knew I wasn't the right girl for you, Paul." I stated as I brought a bite of pork chop to my mouth.

"But you did lead him to her." Hunter pointed out.

"Very true; without me you would have never met Roxy."

"What am I going to do?" Paul suddenly cried.

Hunter and I exchanged looks. I didn't understand what he was so upset about; he had finally met his imprint. Wasn't that supposed to be like the ultimate for the wolves?

"You mean the fact that she lives here and you live in Washington?" Hunter asked to which Paul nodded.

Well, that made sense. The three of us had already established the fact that I was going back to Washington no matter what, but now it seemed that Paul would have to leave someone behind in Michigan yet again. Unless…

"You know Roxy was just talking about how her sister doesn't really need her here anymore."

Both of them shot me confused looks.

"Look, I don't know how you wolves go around and tell your imprints that you're a wolf and all, but there is time before we go back to La Push…maybe you could somehow convince her to come along."

Normally I would call that idea total bullshit, but from what I had seen the imprint was some powerful stuff on both ends. I had seen how attracted Roxy had been to Paul today and I had also observed my sister dealing with Seth. It definitely was not one sided.

"Well, we'll leave you to come up with a plan." Hunter grinned as he pushed back his chair and grabbed his empty plate from the table.

"Hunter! We can't just leave him to figure this out all by himself!" I scolded as I grabbed the hem of his shirt and tugged him back down into his chair.

"Paul, I'll get her here somehow tomorrow and then with some excuse I'll disappear and you can step in." I said before I stood up and grabbed my plate.

This time Hunter grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled me back down into my chair.

"Sadie! That's all you're going to do to help him?"

"I'm sure as a man you can help him from this point better than I can." And with that said I grabbed my plate and left the dining room quickly before either of them could grab onto my shirt or something.

A few hours later I was almost asleep when the door to the bedroom slowly creaked open. My eyes snapped open to look up at my intruder. All I could make out were a wide pair of shoulders but when he decided to turn on the light and blind me I could tell who it was.

"Paul! Jeez, I was almost asleep!" I squeaked as I covered my eyes.

"You don't have a job, you can sleep in."

"Thanks for the reminder."

He flashed me a grin before he sat down by the side of my bed, staring up at me.

"So, what brings you in here?" I asked curiously.

All I had to say was that it better be pretty damn good since he not only interrupted my sleep but practically blinded me with the overhead light.

"I just feel like an ass again for being angry at you for wanting just a friendship." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I know we put that past us, but since Roxy has happened I'm just so relieved that it didn't work out the way I wanted it to. I don't ever want to see you hurt like that."

I threw my covers back and joined Paul on the floor. I threw one of my arms around his shoulders and smiled up at him.

"Don't worry about it; it all worked out for the best didn't it?"

"But what about you?"

"You guys are taking me back to La Push; I'd say I'm pretty satisfied."

Paul smiled, but it was a weak almost sad smile, "You deserve to be treated like the center of someone's world."

"Hunter said the same thing."

"And what did you tell him?"

"That imprinting is not for me. I need to come to trust a man all on my own without the help of magical stuff."

Paul quirked a brow, "What about what I said about Hunter?"

I blushed, "Well, you were wrong. We're friends."

"Mmhmm, yeah."

I let out a long sigh, "I don't think I'm ready for a relationship anyway."

"Why not?"

"I'm still pretty messed up, Paul."

"Well, what you need is the good therapy of coming home and being my finance lady and Grace's nanny again."

"Really?"

"Of course."

"Where is Grace anyway?"

"Sam and Emily's." Paul replied. "And yes, I want you to come back and work for me again."

"Where am I going to live? I don't want to intrude on Seth and Cady and I really don't want to live with my Mom in a small apartment."

"You could live with us." Paul shrugged. "It'd make your job a lot easier if you're there all the time anyway."

"And you'd still pay me for that?"

"Yeah and I won't even charge rent."

"Okay, but I went twelve fifty."

"Twelve fifty?! Jeez woman!"

"Hey, if I'm living there that means that you'll expect me to pick up slack that isn't mine to pick up. So I want some compensation for that."

"I'm not charging you rent! I think that's compensation enough!"

"Oh no, I want twelve fifty, buddy."

"Wouldn't it be better to set up a base pay or something? We can't exactly go by hour if you live there."

"Three seventy five?"

"Holy shit woman!"

"It's actually less than what you would owe me if you paid me twelve fifty an hour." I pointed out with a smug smile.

"How does that figure out?" Paul asked skeptically.

"Well let's say each day is about six hours, so multiply twelve fifty by six which is seventy five. Then multiply that by five, for Monday through Friday, and that equals three seventy five. Then, multiply that by four for four weeks in a month and you get fifteen hundred. So, as you can see I'm really only charging you a week's pay for one whole month; a discount." I finished with a smile.

Paul scowled, "I'll give you a place to live, food to eat, and three seventy five a month. Deal?"

"Deal."

We sat there in silence for a few minutes until I started to chuckle a bit. He joined me a minute later and we sat there and laughed for a little while. I could tell I was starting to get delirious with lack of sleep, but I wasn't sure what Paul's excuse was for his girl like giggles.

"You sure you want me living there if you get Roxy to come out there?"

"I have a big house." He grinned.