A/N: I'm really sorry about how long it's taken me to whop out a chapter for any of my stories. I ended up having a fluctuating schedule at work and classes started (college student here) again and are now ending soon. But now everything's settled down and I can get back to doing what I love (other than signing) : writing.

Anyhow, onwards to the mysteries of our Bella Call.

Tiffany Call

The pulse of my chest slowly rising in falling halted as I sighed, looking this old man in the eyes, "That's no concern of yours Old Quil."

He regarded me a barely veiled look of disdain, he was not the first one of this disgusting tribe and he won't be the last. "It is when the safety of the Tribe is at stake."

I regarded him silently, taking in the uncomfortable shift of his legs in the chair as he sat back, rocking slowly as his cane thumped on the ground. "The Tribe is safe. No one is or has been harmed by my children."

"16 years ago you told us you were led here by a dream. It was through the generosity of the Blacks that you were allowed to stay rather then going back to your heathen Tribe."

"Insulting my home won't win my secrets. It will only win my enmity." I sat forward, looking him straight in the eyes.

"It will cost you your home. Your children were born on Tribe lands so they can stay, but you will leave." With that Old Quil stood up and showed himself out. Minutes ticked by and the silence was unbearable. I followed him out, locking the house behind me. I stepped into my car and just drove.

They're screaming at each other. Sam and Leah back and forth, back and forth. Embry's head hurt, pounding with every shout of their insults to each other.

Tuning them out, or trying to anyways, he buried his head further in his paws. 'Is anyone else tired of this?'

Jared's wolfy head nodded before he began his shift to human. "When you two are done, give me a howl." With that he lopped off for his imprint. He was barely feet away before he felt the call back.

The Alpha and female stopped and watched him go. Before another word could be 'spoken' between the two of them a voice walked up and growled. 'Are you done?!'

'Bella.' She walked into the clearing, he shaggy fur moving with her, Paul hot on her heels.

'We have something more important to focus on, Sam.'

Leah couldn't help it, ever since little Call here shifted nothing's been right. Sam's focus wasn't on her anymore. Paul wasn't chasing her. She wasn't the only female. She spoke her thoughts, 'And what could possibly be so damn important?'

Bella's voice was cutting, her dark golden eyes cold as she gazed at Leah. Still looking at the other female, but addressing her brother, 'Em, mom's missing.'

Paul's hand never did make it to the sweet derrière. "If you touch it Lahote, you'll lose it."

Bella snickered, looking at the frozen hand halfway towards her. "C'mon Call. Just one touch. I promise you'll like it."

The ground crunched underneath their feet as they kept walking. Eventually he gave up after no reply, letting his arm fall.

Their walk continued on in relative silence, until the reached the edge of the woods bordering the Call house. Trudging on, Bella's hand reached out to slide the back door opened.

P.S.

I'm working harder to get more of my stories worked on. None of them are beta'd at this point and that's okay. If anyone sees any mistakes, give me a shout out. I'm going to work on my POV for the story. It should be fairly 3rd person from now on.