AN: Hola everyone! If you keep up with any of my other stories you probably know that I've started a new updating plan and so far its working really great! A week in and I've updated all but two of my WIPs and published a new story! I'll also be posting Embry's story with his imprint Celia tonight, its called Smile For Me. So look out for that! I hope you guys enjoy! :)

Chapter Fourteen

Is This Normal?

The rest of my week was fine. I guess. I didn't see Anna again. So it defaults to sucking. Kevin had to leave on Friday, which made me happy, for a second. He managed to gain a little of my respect, after Anna instigated it, but that was the only way it was going to happen anyway. I willingly shook the hand he extended to me and even said goodbye to him without sounding relieved. I could have sworn my mom almost started crying.

I had a shit ton of patrols to pick up if I wanted to keep Sunday, Monday and Tuesday open for Anna. I had two hours of sleep between Friday night and Saturday. I was in a bad mood to say the least.

To keep me from snapping and killing people Embry and Seth took turns watching Anna's house for me while I ran the boarders. There wasn't anymore trouble with her parents, which was probably the best thing they've done for themselves since I imprinted on their daughter because with the mood I was in, I would have killed them without a moments notice.

When Sunday came around I hadn't seen Anna with my own eyes in days and let's just say I was at the corner gas-station a little early. By a little, I mean two hours. I slept as much as I could, which was probably only like three hours and that was just because I was exhausted, but I had to see her. I needed her as soon as possible and I know she has a knack for showing up early.

I sat in my truck with a few of my favorite CD's and waited as calmly as I could for her. It wasn't turning out to be very patiently because I had caught myself walking down the street twice. On the amount of sleep I was working on, I wasn't all that surprised that my basic instincts were winning the internal imprint struggle.

An hour and a half later, Anna appeared in my line of sight, shuffling down the street. My first thought was that she might be hurt and I was about to fly out of my truck when I saw her wipe her cheek and use her sleeve to wipe her nose. She was crying.

I still got out of my truck, but I waited next to it. I was feeling more awake seeing her and I had a little more control over what I was doing. A little.

When she was a few feet away, she finally looked up from the ground and at me and I wanted to hit something. Her eyes were red and puffy and it looked like she had been crying for a while. There was something in her eyes that looked like she was pleading with me. I covered the few feet between us quickly and hugged her.

It must have been what she wanted, or needed because she let herself fall into my arms and I had no issue with holding her. I rested my chin on the top of her head and felt both of our tensions disappear. I would have been in a land of bliss if the shit-head teenagers hadn't shown up and started whispering and pointing. Again. They apparently don't like their fingers attached to their hands… Before I could start removing appendages, Anna spoke.

"Can we go?" She asked with a hoarse voice, trying to hide her face from me.

"Yeah," I said, nodding.

I walked her to the truck and had her get in on my side because the gas-station was starting to fill up and the last thing I needed was a car to try and take her out. She slid over to the passenger seat and buckled up. I didn't bother with my seat belt and peeled out of my parking spot as soon as my truck was in drive. I had the strong urge to get out of Forks.

When we got to my house, which was empty, Anna left her backpack in my truck and I knew it meant she didn't want to work on school things. We went into the garage and started gathering the tools I'd need and started working on her car. Well, I worked, she watched and took notes. I don't know why she did it, but I wasn't going to stop her.

It had been a little over an hour of silently working on the car with Anna watching and writing diligently when I got stuck. Not stuck really, but there's this stupid part that requires three hands to take out and put back in. I looked over at Anna and the bandage that was on her hand. She was not going to touch any car parts until that was healed and that wouldn't be for a while. I had only one option, get outside help.

I really didn't want any of my brothers coming over yet, my mom had already forced Seth on her and that didn't go all that well. But if I wanted to keep Anna as chill as she was I was going to need hands that I didn't want injured.

I groaned and looked to my beautiful imprint. "Mind if I get one of the guys over here? I need a hand, and yours are out of commission." I asked, wiping my hands of all the grease.

She looked confused at my request but shook her head. "No, I don't mind." She said softly.

I really wanted her to say no. I nodded and went into the house, thinking about who to call. Sam would be okay, but I don't think Em would like me taking him away. She scares me sometimes. Jared and Kim were inseparable and I didn't want to expose Anna to both of them. I wasn't getting Seth over here again until she knew everything. Quil is usually on babysitting duty on the weekends. Leah isn't allowed to touch vehicles, which left Embry.

He was probably the best option anyway. He just imprinted and he knew a lot about cars. And he knew I wouldn't hesitate in putting him through a tree if he crossed me.

I called him and got his mom. I asked her to send Embry over instead of talking to him because he tended to let things slip over the phone. I hung up and went back out to the garage and found Anna examining the engine while she sat on the edge of the hood. There was something insanely adorable about the way she studied the parts of the engine. Maybe it was because she wouldn't touch anything but her hair was falling all over the engine. Or it could have been that she was still taking notes while she looked.

I chuckled to myself and walked back to her. "See something interesting?" I asked amused.

She snapped to me, her eyes wide. "Just being nosy." She answered, slipping off the hood.

I smiled down at her and saw black tips on some of her hair. "You have grease in your hair." I told her, grinning.

She looked down quickly and saw it. "Oh, fudge." She hissed, grabbing her hair.

"The dawn-dish-soap in the kitchen works best." I said nodding back to my house.

She sighed and walked past me into the house. I chuckled to myself for a minute until Embry jogged up to me from the street. He was, thankfully, wearing a shirt and even shoes. He looked a little more worried than scared.

"What's up?" He asked confused.

I lost my good humor and crossed my arms over my chest. "I need your help." I ground out begrudgingly. I really hated asking for help.

"With?" He asked suspiciously.

"The car." I said nodding to Anna's car.

Embry looked at it and almost started drooling. "I thought that was a you and Anna project?" He asked staring at the car.

"It was until she split her hand open." I growled, resisting the reflex to smack him.

He looked back at me guiltily. "Oh, right." He muttered dumbly.

"She's inside so watch what you say." I warned him, hitting him in the chest to emphasize my point.

"Alright," He said defensively, holding up his hands.

Anna came walking out of the house through the garage, dabbing the ends of her hair with a towel. "You were right, it took it all out." She told me while she shuffled through the garage, looking at her hair. When she looked up she saw Embry standing next to me, smiling like an idiot. "Oh, hello." She said smiling politely, like she always did.

"Hey, I'm Embry, you must be Anna." He said walking up to her and shaking her non-injured hand. Alright, he wasn't as stupid as I thought.

"Uh, yes." She said looking between us, confused.

"Paul talks about you a lot." He said smirking a little. I threw my elbow into his side with as much force as I could. I heard two ribs snap. "So what's the problem?" Embry asked breathlessly.

I will never admit this. To anyone. Alright, maybe Anna, but that's it. But I actually work pretty well with Embry. Sure, I work best with Sam, but he's a close second. If only he didn't talk so much. Anna got along with him nicely, to a point were I got jealous.

I know its stupid, he'd never do anything with her because he has his own imprint but I still felt it. I could feel her calmness with him, how she talked easier with him. I told myself it was because he was like a little puppy and chicks like that. I didn't do, or say, anything to Embry though because I wasn't going to take away something from Anna. Even if I didn't want her to have it…

"Where did you find this beauty, anyway?" Embry asked when we had finished switching out the part.

I saw the sadness fill Anna's eyes for a spilt second before she ducked her head. "Long story," She mumbled.

I stopped myself from decking Embry, again, by clenching my tools. "I need food." I said tersely, dropping my wrench and walking for the garage.

"Yes, food." Embry said following close behind.

"Are you sure you two aren't garbage disposals in human suits?" Anna asked following us.

"Of course not, we don't eat garbage." Embry said with a scoff.

Anna laughed at him, making my little green monster flair up again, but when she walked in line with be back into the house, I felt less jealous.

I started making sandwiches, ten ham and chesses' for me, ten turkey and mayo's for Embry and one peanut butter and jelly for Anna, leaving Embry and Anna at the dining room table. I had the sneaking suspicion I should have pulled Embry with me, but I didn't. I'm stupid. The boy proved how stupid I was within a minute.

"Do you know a freshman named Celia Stefano?" He asked cautiously.

I turned and looked at him from the kitchen, glaring daggers at him. He should know better! Anna doesn't have any friends at school?! Did that moron hit his head again? He looked slightly ashamed but only shrugged with a look. I knew what he meant. He just wanted to know about his imprint.

"I do," She answered simply with a nod.

"Really?" I asked baffled.

She looked over her shoulder at me and nodded. "Yeah, she's in my AP English class. She's really smart for her age." She told the both of us then looked to Embry. "Why do you ask?" She asked curiously.

"I just see her at the library, alone, all the time, I was curious." Embry said fumblingly.

"Yeah, everyone avoids her." She said painfully.

"Why?" He asked fearfully.

"She broke another freshman's nose with her skateboard for teasing her about picking up her baby sister from daycare." She said biting her lip.

"Oh," He muttered, wide eyed.

"Yeah, it wasn't on school grounds. That's the only reason she wasn't suspended." She added.

"I like her already." I said grinning.

Embry rolled his eyes. I suppressed the sickening, but scarily true, thought that we had just imprinted on each other. His imprint was vicious and mine was kind and sweet. This just got a little bit more awkward…

After lunch we went back to working on the car and I realized we were almost halfway done rebuilding the engine. I could easily finish this within two weeks if I pushed myself, but I doubt I could drag it out for more than three months. Dammit, this was supposed to give me enough time to ease Anna into my world!

Of course, this means I'm going to have to start planning how I'm going to do 'let the wolf out of the bag' as Embry would say.

There were so many scenarios going through my head as I thought about how to tell Anna everything and they all were bloody. And it wasn't my blood.

Just seeing Anna's imaginary blood made my stomach heave. I know what Sam has to go through on a daily basis because of what happened to Emily but even that wouldn't help me if I did that to Anna. She's just so small. I don't even think she'd survive something like that.

I knew I'd have to do it with plenty of back up. Even though I wanted to be able to do it alone, I couldn't trust myself. I'd need at least Sam and probably Jake. Two Alpha's should be able to keep Anna safe if things go bad. If my luck has anything to do with it, it will probably be bad.

I forced myself to stop thinking about all of the horrible doom possibilities that could come from letting Anna know the truth about everything and focus on the task in front of me. The Challenger before me needed to be fixed for my imprint. Maybe if I get this up and running for her she'll go easy on me and won't completely freak out when she finds out I can shape-shift into a giant wolf. Probably not…

It started to spit rain just as we tried to start on another difficult part, so Anna grabbed her backpack from my truck and we retreated to the house. Embry helped me clean up so Anna didn't have to get wet and I let him join us. I didn't want to share her, but if she was getting along with another member of the pack, I wasn't going to stop any progress with her.

Embry watched TV in the living room while Anna and me worked in the dining room. The mindless movie Embry was watching didn't distract me in the least. Anna held my attention better than any movie star could ever hope to.

"I don't want to sound ungrateful or anything, but do you know when my car will be finished?" She asked when we were moving from algebra to history.

Dammit, is she a mind reader or something?! "Why?" I tried to ask calmly.

"It would be nice to drive instead of riding my bike." She said simply with a shrug.

Great, now I feel guilty. "I can have it done by the end of the month." I mumbled, hiding as much sadness as I could.

"Its no rush or anything, I was just curious." She said quickly. She bit her lip and looked at me carefully. "I was thinking about buying another car." She said cautiously.

"Really?" I asked hopefully.

She nodded. "I saw one down at the junkyard, it seems like the body is in good condition but everything else needs a lot of work." She said, still biting her lip a little. "If you want to start another project, that is." She continued, looking at me hopefully.

Don't start jumping up and down Paul. Be cool. "I – uh, no, that would be fun." I stammered. So much for cool…

"You don't mind?" She asked happily.

"Nah, I like working with you." I told her, smiling.

"You're not too bad either." She said blushing.

To stop myself from squealing like a girl I asked the first question that came to my mind. "Why do you want another car anyway?" I asked confused. I wasn't ungrateful that I would be getting more time with Anna, but I was still confused, she would have a working car in a few weeks.

"I dunno, they're selling it cheap and I'm really enjoying doing this with you." She said shrugging.

"So, what kind of a car is it?" I asked getting down to business.

"A sixty-seven Camaro." She answered, like it was nothing.

I think I fell in love with her at that moment. Is there really anything else that tops this?

"Tell me you're not selling it." I asked pleadingly.

She giggled a little. "I dunno, are you saying you might be interested?" She asked teasingly.

"Might?" I asked gaping. "I'd give my left arm for that car!" I yelled, putting my left arm in front of her.

She started laughing, really laughing. There wasn't anything that had made her laugh like this before. Not Embry or Kevin. This laugh was total happiness. It was almost like she completely forgot everything that was bad in her life. At that moment, my left arm didn't belong the Camaro, because I would have given it to make this moment last forever. Just so she didn't have to go back to feeling anything less than what she did at that moment.

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