You hadn't seen Embry for a while. You both would usually play video games every Friday but that hasn't happened for two weeks. You were in the basement with your drums trying to practice but you couldn't focus. You were surprised you could even finish your homework for next week. You'd play for a while, mess up, stop, play again and it would be a whole cycle. Your dad came downstairs to see what was up.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked. Your parents were pretty cool about you jamming out in the basement with your drums. You were an only child so you were off the hook most of the time.
"Oh, nothing." You sighed.
"It's defiantly something." He said. "I thought you'd be with that Embry kid playin' the video games." You chuckled at his comment.
"Yeah, well he couldn't make it." You said bitterly.
"Why don't you go see what's up." Your dad suggested. You nodded and left to go see the Blacks.
Once you got there you knocked on the door. Billy showed up and looked a bit surprised and worried at he same time.
"Hey Billy, I was wondering if you've seen Embry lately?" you asked picking at your shirt.
"I actually haven't [y/n]. I'm sorry. If I see him I'll-" he was cut of by a ear-splitting scream from inside the house.
"What is going on?" you asked freaking out.
"You should probably go home [y/n]." Billy said trying to shut the door.
"No," you shoved your foot between the door and the frame and pushed it open to get in. You felt bad for acting against Billy but you needed to know where Embry was.
"Embry?" you called walking passed Billy further into the house. Another ear-splitting scream came throughout the house. Billy let you wander till you found the source of the screams. Why was he letting you just walk right in after attempting to not let you in?
You found a closed door room and you opened it to see a sweaty Embry on the cot lying on his back. You walked up to him and squatted next to him. He looked like hell and you were worried to bits.
"What happened?" you asked. Embry didn't reply. He only stared at you. You didn't know anything about the Quileutes or 'the cold ones.' You didn't even know about imprinting.
Embry was surprised to see you worried about him. He started remembering back to the time he had first seen you. You were wearing a red stocking cap and you hair was down that day. He wasn't really in the mood to meet anyone or talk to anyone that day. But you seemed to make that day a lot better. He remembered every day he spent with you either playing video games, learning how to draw, or just seeing you smile. He started picturing what your guys' future would look like. The two of you would still be with each other, you'd get married, have kids. Embry couldn't believe what he was seeing. This was a whole new experience for him.
Embry came back to Earth after hearing you call for him. You kept asking over and over if he was all right. You took a nearby wash cloth and dabbed the sweat off of his face. He caught your scent and enjoyed the moment.
"Are you okay?" you asked. "I haven't seen for like a week." Embry smiled at the thought of you worrying about him.
"I'm okay." He breathed. He could now his pack's thoughts. It was mostly Paul teasing him that he had imprinted on you. He shook those telepathic thoughts out and focused on you. He then pulled your shoulders down to meet him in a hug. Your eyes widened but wrapped your arms around his neck and knew that he was okay.