Hey guys,

So I know it's been AGES! But sorry. I've been busy. I went to see Escape The Fate and Hollywood Undead in Shepard's Bush Empire in London last night which was AWESOME!

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So people. I LOVED MATT! I didn't want him to die. But he had to. He wouldn't stay alive no matter how many times I wrote it. So deal with it. It is done :).

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Much Love,

Arianna Tala Cole,

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One last chance to reverse this curse,

You stole my heart but I had it first,

And now I see you've got something to prove,

And nothing to lose so let me tell you the truth.

So, this goes, out to, the ones that fall in love,

And to, the girl, that filled, my, dark.

- Escape The Fate

- Reverse This Curse

Weirdly enough weird kid and I had become good friends. Who would've guessed that? It was about a week after the little incident where Kim and I had to erm…distract Paul and Jared, and weird kid and I were messing about in Port Angeles, walking around and stuff because Paul was on patrol.

"Weirdo."

"So you keep telling me Tally."

"Well you are."

"Thanks."

"No really though…it's a good thing because otherwise…I'd have to call you…Frank."

"Why Frank?"

"It just has a ring to it doesn't it?" Music blasted out of my pocket as I struggled to get hold of my phone.

Let me know that I've done wrong…

It stopped ringing just as I managed to pry it from my pocket.

"Oh fuck." A little girl gasped as I cursed. "Erm…I mean…bum." I said unconvincingly as I walked down the street a bit more towards my car.

"That was Paul. I better call him back. You drive." I said tossing Frank the keys.

He caught them and got in the car. Me following closely behind. We put on our seat belts.

"Drive fast Frankie boy." I said grinning.

"That's going to stick isn't it?" He asked.

"I have already forgotten your real name's Gerard."

"But you just said.."

"IT'S FORGOTTEN!" I interrupted shouting as we sped down the high way.

I kept trying to call Paul's phone which was engaged for some stupid reason. So I put my feet on the dashboard and blew up my hair in a very James-esque motion, waiting for the inevitable second call of doom.

Oh yes, I have named it 'the inevitable second call of doom' because Paul tends to work himself into a panic and is in a bad mood whenever said call ensues.

Luckily Frank is a very fast driver when he wants to be so the drive time is cut in half. We arrived in La Push about fifteen minutes later and I was quite worried that Paul hadn't called back when music blasted from my hands.

You'd think I'd be ready for it the second time but no. I was tossing the phone whistling to myself as we parked by the beach and stood leaning against the car when the music came out of my phone and made me jump and fumble with it. Throwing it high in the air as you do. Frank caught it and slid it up before passing it to me.

"Ello m'love." I said hoping Paul hadn't had a bad day.

"Where the fuck are you?" Oooh…bad day times ten.

"Parked by the beach. We were in.."

"We?" I could almost picture him raising his eyebrows. "Who the hell is WE?" He growl-shouted.

Yes growl-shouted. It is a talent, I have learnt, all werewolves posses. And it's quite scary to be on the receiving end of said talent.

"Frank and me."

"Who. Is. Frank?" Now he's talking slow? Oh yeah he's had a bad day alright.

"Gerard…from school…the one-"

He cut me off. "I know who he is. Just come to the cliff please. The boys and I are cliff diving."

Ooh yay. I wonder if I can join in…

"Can I…?"

"No." Well I didn't want to anyway because I'm pregnant so nerrr! A little cartoon me shouted in my head sticking her tongue out. And people think I'm stable. Anywho I'm still going to argue.

"But..." The phone clicked shut. Stupid werewolf.

"Frankie boy we are heading to the cliff's."

"Oh good so I can go home when we get there then?" He lives in a cottage on them.

I sighed dramatically. "If you must."

He rolled his eyes at me, see religion I tell you, and climbed back in the car. I followed grinning and sticking my tongue out the right side of my mouth cheekily.

Again he rolled his eyes.

"Are you ever going to grow up Tally?"

"What do you think?"

"I feel sorry for your children."

"Oh I am so taking you down for that."

"You couldn't take me down."

"Wanna bet?"

We pulled up at the cliff and got out of the car. I slid across the hood and attempted, failing miserably I might add, to take him down.

He caught my arms as I went to push him and I was obviously backed up by the car. He raised his eyebrows at me in a, 'was that really meant to work?', manner.

"Alright so the plan could have been better."

"Yeah…good luck with that." He replied, releasing my arms, turning and walking in the direction of his house.

"I will get you because I can!" I shouted.

"WHATEVER." He yelled behind him.

I stuck my tongue out at his back. Turning to walk towards the cliff's I realized Paul was already standing next to me and I jumped slightly…because well…some random giant appearing next to you without your knowledge is just creepy.

He was glaring at me. What did I do this time?

"You were flirting with him."

I rolled my eyes. "Paul…"

"Well you were." He growled.

"Paul…"

"How would you feel if I was play fighting like that with another girl?"

"Paul…"

"Well?" He demanded.

I could see Kim behind him rolling her eyes at me.

"I wouldn't mind."

"That's only because you know about the imprint."

I rolled my eyes at him. "Paul I wouldn't care."

"You would."

"I wouldn't."

"You would." He began shaking slightly. I don't know if it's instinct or what but my mind went to the twins I'm carrying.

"Alright Paul you're right I'm sorry." I said kissing him lightly.

He glared at me another second.

"Paul." I cooed in a baby voice putting my hands on his chest. Nothing.

"Paul…Paul…Pawie talk to me pwease.." I said giving him a puppy dog look from under my eyelashes and using a baby voice. "Pwease…I wuv you."

He sighed at me and gave me a hug. I smiled and gave him another kiss.

"But I could so take Frank down with the right tactic couldn't I?" I asked as he slipped his hand into mine.

Sighing he rolled his eyes and dragged me towards the others. Sometimes I think I am a mere annoyance to him. "'Corse you could Tally never mind he's double your size…"

"You don't think I could." I accused.

He looked down at me sceptically as we reached the group.

"Okay…so maybe I couldn't."

A deep laugh rumbled from his chest. "I don't believe it. She's talking sense."

"You wanna watch I don't PUSH you off a cliff mister." I said huffing.

Everyone rolled their eyes at us. "This. Is going to be a long day." Kim observed.

When we got in later Paul and I were standing in my room. He'd so noticed something was off with me all day and he was worried. It was sweet in a kind of annoying way. I wasn't freaking ready to tell him yet, but then when am I ever 'ready' to do anything?

"What's up Tally? Something's been up all day." He said resting his hands on my hips and looking me in the eyes.

"No it hasn't. What're you talking about?" I answered in a high voice.

Shit. Why am I such a crappy liar when it comes to Paul?

He raised his eyebrows at me. This was it. The time. I had to tell him.

"Don't be upset alright." I said sliding out of his grasp and pushing him down so he was sitting on the bed.

"And remember I love you if that helps." I backed into a corner so I was a safe distance away if he phased.

He stared at me. Motionless. "I…I'm pregnant."

I was expecting a big explosion but there was nothing. It was as if he was in shock. Maybe he turned into Sam somehow in the middle of the day.

"Paul…?" I asked in a soft voice knowing he could hear me.

His head snapped up towards me and his eyes immediately went to my stomach. He got up and advanced towards me, swiftly. There was no warning. I backed right up against the wall. He stopped short.

"I'm not angry Tally." He whispered.

I let out a breath that I had no idea I'd even been holding in. Paul moved, more slowly now, towards me. As he reached me he pushed up my blue strappy top I was wearing underneath my open gray checkered shirt. Resting a warm hand on my tummy he smiled at me.

"It's twins…" I said quietly biting my lip.

This seemed to catch him off guard a minute and he stiffened. I looked up at him like a child might flick their eyes up to their parents when they're being scolded.

"Paul listen hard." I said realizing he was quivering a little. "Look at me and listen really hard."

I put my hand on the side of his face. He looked into my eyes and strained, listening. I reached out for the draw to help him and pulled out the scan.

Holding it up to him I said, "Look Paul. Look and listen REALLY hard."

There was a tense few moments where I felt like my heart would burst out of my chest before I saw a flicker of light in his eyes as it dawned on him. His mouth curved into a smile.

"I can hear the heart beats…" It was more to himself than me but I answered anyway.

"I thought you might be able to." I said grinning.

He ran his hands down to my thighs and lifted me up, placing an ear against my stomach and listening a minute before turning his head and kissing above my belly button. Then he gently let me down his hands sliding up my body until they reached my waste.

"I'm gonna be a daddy…" He mumbled smiling widely at me.

I nodded, trying not to break out into a large grin at how well he was taking it. This could of gone a lot worse. His eyes left mine a second to search for the clock and I could almost hear the internal 'damn it!' when he saw the time.

"I have to go…patrol." He explained.

I nodded and walked down the stairs with him. I had something to do I'd rather he not be there for because he could well die. He ran his hand across my stomach not saying anything so Sam wouldn't hear before giving me a quick kiss and running out the door. I smiled as I watched him leave before putting my 'business face' back on. One down. One to go.

I took a deep breath and walked to the entrance of the dinning room.

"Sam." I said. He turned to look at me. "I've got something I need to tell you."

Kim being the ever present smarty pants pulled everyone, including the heavily pregnant Emily, up. Did I mention that before? No. Well yeah Emily's pregnant but no one noticed because she hasn't really grown all that much in the grand scheme of things. It's because she's so tall. Sam seemed to squint his eyes a little when Kim did this but stayed silent. Sometimes you have to love the alpha thing. Makes him all fair and stuff. Listening to the story before he goes off on one.

"First off though, it was an accident and also I don't want you to blame Paul because it was me too."

He clenched his jaw a little but nodded. See? Fair.

Kim nodded at me. I'd been planning to tell Sam today anyway so she'd told everyone else. I love Kim. She just has such good ideas. I bit my lip and for a second felt my heart pounding against my chest.

"I'm pregnant."

The reaction was instant. It was almost as if he and Paul had swapped bodies. He started quivering and shaking. He grabbed the table and Jared and Embry made sure Kim and Emily were behind them while Leah and Jake looked as if they were on damage control watching Sam's every move.

Sam snapped the table and it caved inwards the plate's all crashing to floor in the middle and smashing instantly. Good thing no one had got their food yet. Sam gripped on to chunks of wood from the table, glaring at me, his jaw clenched tight as a low growl bubbled from his throat.

"Erm…that's not all…" I said more than a little worried. "It's twins."

His glare intensified ten fold and a snarl ripped from his chest. His lip curled up and you could see his glistening white teeth underneath. I took a step back as he turned the wood in his hands to dust. Seth and Quil seemed to decide now would be a good time to stand in front of me and carefully made their way to block Sam.

As soon as the 'protection' was in place Sam lost it. He turned into a massive jet black wolf and ripped away at the walls, tearing down the wallpaper and turning the carpet to shreds. My eyes widened a little and I gulped. Oh yeah when he regained control this was not going to be pretty.

He stood in wolf form in the middle of the room breathing heavily after his destructive rampage. He nodded at Seth who slipped up the stairs and returned seconds later with a pair of jeans. Seth threw the jeans to wolf Sam as Kim and I closed our eyes. Seconds later I was tapped on the shoulder by Quil. In any other situation I would say, 'Oh good. Most situations are improved when you cut out the nakedness. Unless of course they involve me, Paul and a bedroom.' before winking, but somehow I didn't think Sam would appreciate that comment now.

The guys kind of parted to let Sam speak to me and I wanted to scream. 'NO DON'T LEAVE ME! PAUL WOULDN'T LEAVE ME TO FACE THIS ALONE! YOU ALL SUCK!' But I restrained myself.

Sam took a step towards me. "You're getting rid of them."

I looked at him a second before slowly starting to shake my head which escalated into shaking it hard and moving back with a hand protectively over my tummy as if he could take them away himself.

"It'll ruin your life if you don't."

"I don't care."

He punched a hole in the wall and his fist came through the fragile plasterboard the other side. Little bits of dust crumbled and a small waft of smokey stuff went up. I took another step back. As he yanked his arm out and took another step towards me Emily seemed to decide she should diffuse the situation.

"Sam." She said walking, or rather waddling, over to him.

"No Emily."

"Sam." She said again putting her hands on his chest. "What would you think if it was me?"

He looked down at her.

"Think about it. If Paul was the alpha and ONLY strong father figure I'd ever had and you were Paul how would you feel if I was Tally?"

"But you're not."

"But what if I was? Come on Sam. Think. She never got on with dad. You lot may not know this because she's such a hyper happy person but dad got drunk all the time and he used to hit her and…god he was evil to her. Just because she didn't look like mum. Also he used to blame her for killing mum because she died giving birth to Tal so Hannah and I raised her. For all intensive purposes you are her only dad. She'd never had a dad before this. Not really. And we all know she didn't have a mum. Tally knows you could order Paul to make her get an abortion or stay away from her until she did. She knows that and she still had the guts to come and tell you herself without getting me or Paul involved. She KNOWS she messed up. But she respected you enough to come and tell you that. I'm pretty sure if you asked her she'd want your help with this. Think about it. She's 17, no offense Tal, but not overly good at school, she's pregnant, either way with the pregnancy or not this will affect her emotionally and she's dating THE MOST volatile person in the world that just so happens to become a werewolf when he gets annoyed. Also you have to remember Matt. He's just gone Sam." She paused for breath and placed her hand on the side of his face, "What would you do if it was reversed and that WAS me?"

It was almost as if life in the room ceased to exist as Sam stared at Emily in thought. I shrank into the wall trying looking sheepish. It was as if I was awaiting the death sentence.

"Fine, she can keep them." He looked over at me, "But there will be consequences for this."

Sam strode past me into the living room. "We'd better eat in here." He said in a deep rumbling voice that showed he was a still a little pissed off what with the contrast to his usually calm demenor.

Everyone needed no further instruction and, ignoring the mess in the dinning room, headed for the food Emily had left on the side. I however, slipped into the living room.

Sam was perched on the edge of the couch furthest away from me staring at the blank television looking tense. I walked over slowly and sat down softly next to him. The couch dipped a little under my tiny frame but no where near as much as it had under his bulky weight.

"Thank you." I whispered putting my hand on his arm.

He turned slightly to look down at me.

"You are way more mature than people give you credit for and you'll be a good mother." He said softly.

I smiled a little knowing that was the best I was going to get for a 'you have guts for telling me yourself and I would like thank you for that mesure of respect type thank you' that I'd get from him.

I slipped one of my small arms in between his side and arm and wrapped it around his waist. I did the same with the other across the front so I was hugging him from the side.

He didn't really know how to react at first but then he hugged me back. Kissing the top of my head he asked, "Am I really like your only dad?"

I nodded against his chest. He smiled at me.

"So you don't think I'll be terrible at it when the baby comes?"

I smirked realizing he was just as nervous as I was. "You'll be great." I told him. "And anyway it's a boy you don't have to worry about him getting pregnant."

Sam rolled his eyes at me. "Piss off and get your food."

I smiled at him and got up. I turned to leave before turning back and kissing his cheek. "Thanks…dad." I said smiling and walking out.

I could hear Sam sigh behind me. I hoped it was in a happy way. I noticed when I got outside all the boys, Kim, Emily and Leah were there waiting with their food. I nodded to them in thanks for letting me finish talking to him and they all smiled before pouring into the room. Emily holding both hers and Sams food.

Slipping into the kitchen I began piling some food onto plates knowing Paul would be back soon.

When he did actually slip in the door I and hug me from behind hands resting on my stomach I couldn't help but grin. Paul surveyed both of the plates.

"Shouldn't you eat more than that if you're eating for three now?" He asked.

I half wanted to sarcastically reply, 'Sure Paul if I'm getting fat anyway might as well do it thoroughly right?' but I restrained myself to say something way more amusing.

"What are you talking about? That one's yours." I said motioning to the plate with hardly anything on it, picking up the larger one and making my way to the front room.

"Ha Ha. Bloody hilarious!" He shouted after me.

I grinned to myself. "Well Paul…at least you have one sausage you like those right?"

I'd purposely only put a sausage and a little potato on one plate to annoy him. I was going to take some of his anyway because I'd eat more than that even if I wasn't pregnant.

I sat down in the last chair in the living room, everyone gave me a strange look.

Paul came in carrying this pathetic plate of food.

"No really give me the food woman."

"No really, this is mine." I mocked eating a new potato.

He glared at me. I sighed. "Come here."

He came over and I put a bit more food on the little plate before handing him the big one. He looked around.

"Where am I meant to sit?"

"I'unno turf someone else out I'm pregnant."

He sat down on the floor leaning against my chair, knowing I couldn't sit on his lap while eating and glared at me.

"I'm going to hear that a lot aren't I?"

"I'm going to milk it for all it's worth. If you are going to use it against me imma use it against you. You got yourself into this situation mister so deal with it."

He rolled his eyes. "If I remember right you had something to do with it."

"It was your tiny army that attacked my womb and decided to settle there."

As we carried on bantering about who's fault it was there was one little comment going through the room I didn't miss.

"I have a feeling this is going to be a long nine months." Kim sighed. Long nine months I found myself thinking, what about the fucking years after?

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