A/N: Long time, no see. I've been stuck in the worst writer's block I've ever had. Even summer holidays didn't help. Well, I hope you enjoy this chapter and leave a little review behind. Anything I need to improve, something you liked, something you hated? :)

Disclaimer: I own nothing recognizable as Stephenie Meyer's work (but I wish I did, as do many others).

Everyone was in uproar; panic almost. The killings in Seattle were caused by none other than a bloodthirsty vampire army. According to the Cullens, they had killed a bloodsucker a year or two back and now his mate wanted Bella Swan's blood in revenge. Eye for an eye and all that jazz. This mate just also happened to be the vampire chick that had been running around the borders a lot lately. I wondered frequently how she had the time to create a whole bloody army and annoy us at the same time. Us. I used that instead of "me" more and more these days. I also used the term bloodsucker more than vampire. I counted myself as one the wolves even though I was obviously not one. I actually didn't do much. I couldn't make food which was their biggest need, and Sam made all the decisions. I guess I was some kind of moral boost person. God knows someone had to keep the peace with all the tempers running high these days. Everyone was pissed because they hadn't got the red-haired bloodsucker, whose name was Victoria, ages ago.

With a small sigh I watched dejectedly as Seth and Embry came in to "headquarters", Emily's house, looking worse for wear. Sam had everyone working twice as hard and it was beginning to show. Not only were their school grades dismal, but they were getting thinner and they looked as if they might pass out any minute. I'd lost count of the amount of red bull the guy's were drinking. My mind was mostly preoccupied with my longing for Paul. I missed him so much my heart ached, but I understood that protecting Forks was more important. If only Jake too could concentrate more about Forks than Bella. He was worried sick about her night and day. As if the Cullens weren't too. Bella's boyfriend Edward had to reassure Jake daily that she was ok, but half the time it sounded like he was reassuring himself. Not a good sign to be honest.

Half an hour later Seth and Embry were out the door replaced by Paul and Quil. I was on my feet and in Paul's arms before you could say pancake. I buried my face in his t-shirt and inhaled his wonderfully fresh, pine-forest sent. Oh how I'd missed it. I hugged him for a while before I tipped my head upwards and placed a gentle kiss upon his lips.
"You look tired," I murmured, eyeing the dark circles under his eyes.
"I am tired," he answered. He sat down on a chair and I took the liberty to kiss his forehead. In fact I kissed his forehead several times. I so rarely reached it because he was insanely tall, so I made the most out of it. He chuckled lightly before he stifled a huge yawn. Emily huffed. She was obviously annoyed about their lack of sleep.
"Bed," she said and pointed to the spare bedroom. Since Quil had already fallen asleep on the couch, Paul took my hand and led me through the door. I lay down in the bed and Paul draped his arm around me. I turned so that I faced Paul. His eyes were closed and he looked peaceful. I smiled and kissed the tip of his nose. After that I settled myself to tracing patterns on his arm. When Paul's quiet snores filled the room I rested my head upon his chest, and contented myself to listen to his heartbeat.

When I opened my eyes I was slightly disorientated. It took me a while to realize I'd fallen asleep. I sat up in bed and yawned. Something else was different too; the kitchen sounded busy. It hadn't been for nearly two weeks and the noise was slightly overwhelming. I strained my ears to try and catch what they were all talking about. The voices sounded happy. I deduced it safe to venture out so I slid silently out the door. The kitchen/living room was crowded. Everyone was here. Sam caught my eye and waved me over.
"Now as I was saying, we meet them at three am and we'll be on our best behaviour." At these words his eyes fixated on Jake and Paul. Both of them were smiling innocently but their eyes were alight with excitement. I had just missed a crucial part of information.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold it for a second would you." I held up a finger to silence people. It actually worked.
"I have a few questions. Who, where and why are we meeting, and why is good behaviour needed?" I half-guessed the answer before it was said.
"We are meeting the Cullens in a field not far from here to coordinate and get information about the vampire army attack," Sam said patiently. Say what?
"Huh?"
"Phoebe, pay more attention. We're finally going to kick some bloodsucker ass. We're going to help the Cullens get this "army" because they're also a threat to Forks." Jared said. From the corner I distinctly heard Jake mutter that it was "also to save Bella."

Reality turned itself upside down once again. I'd finally gotten used to the wolf thing, and now they were going to war. Against super fast, super strong, super unstable and bloodthirsty vampires! Seth might not look it but he wasn't even 16 yet! I tried desperately to find the right words to stop them but deep down I knew that wasn't an option. The idiots were going to fight no matter what. Well so be it.
"If you're all going to fight, then I'm coming to this meeting." I gave everyone a look that dared them say no. After all it was only fair. I needed to be up to date and I was sick of hearing everything second-hand. Sam pondered it for a while before he nodded. Paul looked outraged.
"Are you kidding me, Sam? There is no way; absolutely no way she's going." Here he rounded on me. "Phoebe, I won't let you. You might get hurt." The last part he said in such a sad voice that I nearly gave in. "If I have to tie you to a chair to stop you going, then darn it, I will." Now it was my turn to get cross.
"Don't you dare stop me Paul Danvers," I growled. "You lot," I pointed at everyone but Emily, "are going to fight a bunch of maniac bloodsuckers and you say I'm in danger? It's only a stupid meeting. Besides if they attacked me, you guys could defend or revenge me there and then." Paul opened his mouth to argue but Sam silenced him with a stern glare.
"Phoebe is coming. End of discussion. Any personal problems between you two can be settled later, but for now let's get our asses out of here. We're running late."

The journey to the place of meeting was scary yet great fun. Since I couldn't run as fast as the guys in wolf form, which was the form they would present themselves in as they still didn't trust the Cullens, I was placed upon Paul's back. It was almost like riding a horse bareback but faster and bumpier. It seemed like Paul forgot that I was tagging along because he ran straight through massive, thorny bushes and such. My hair whipped around my head and tangled itself, and my cheeks were scraped by the time we arrived. I didn't give it much thought though.

The pack stopped in the shadow of the trees. Someone, a human, or in this case a vampire, was talking but I couldn't hear a thing. I slid with great difficulty off Paul, and stepped onto the big field. It was enormous and at the other side was the Cullens and Bella. Bella waved shyly but her eyes raked the trees eagerly. Eager to meet Jake. I wavered a bit, uncertain, but plucked the courage to walk over and introduce myself. One of the guys, probably Paul, growled and someone else whined. The field seemed bigger now that I was crossing it then when I'd stood safe at the edge. It almost seemed like I was walking on the spot, but soon enough I was on the other side. With a shy wave of my own I introduced myself. He who I presumed to be Dr. Cullen, super doctor at Forks' hospital, came forward and shook my hand. It was as hard as marble and ice cold. I took a good look at the young man - vampire I corrected myself - in front of me. According to his co-workers Dr. Cullen was 33. He looked ten years younger. He looked human. Except the golden eyes, super pale skin and a face so pretty it almost made me want to cry. I felt extra self-conscious now that I remembered my scraped cheeks and my messed up hair. I heard someone snicker to my left and my head abruptly snapped towards the noise. It was only Edward. I felt my heart settle down. For a second I'd thought it might be Paul, but I now realised that that was impossible. Not only because he was on the other side of the field but also that Paul's voice was darker, huskier; mine. Edward snickered again; almost as if he could read my mind. I turned my head slowly to face Edward and saw that he was grinning widely.

Dum, dum, dum. What is going on? x)