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Chapter 3: Falling

My heart hammered in my chest as I sat bolt upright, clasping my hands over my mouth to swallow my scream. The blankets that had been protecting me from the chilly Washington air pooled in my lap and goose bumps covered my sweaty skin.

Looking around and remembering where I was, I tried to bring my body back to normal. It's just a dream. I chanted, over and over again. That's over, gone. You're safe. It's okay. The tears crept into my eyes as I buried my head into the pillow and let them escape. My hand flew straight to the scar on my lower abdomen that ran across to my right hip and traced the outline of it.

It was still healed, had been for months. But I just had to check. Breathing out a sigh of relief and wiping my eyes, I slipped out of the bed and found my bag. Digging around in it I pulled out a pair of trackies, a tank top and a hoddie before letting it drop to the floor again.

Retrieving my phone from my jeans I decided to leave my things the way they were for now in favour of going in search for food. I would have rather just left, preferably without seeing anyone, but I was dying of starvation and…I really needed to hug my sister, or better, Leah, since she would actually know what was wrong.

I've had dreams for a while. Some were worse then others. Not all agents were unlucky and had them, but I'd obviously missed out on the luck. They weren't dreams really; just a replay of the events that, half the time, reduced me to a blubbering mess.

I shrugged it off and zipped up the grey hoddie, making sure all my tattoos were covered as I opened the door and wandered down stairs. I was met with the sight of Emily in the kitchen, but the rest of the house seemed deserted.

She looked up as I leant against the bench and smiled warmly. "Morning, Eva, how are you feeling?"

"Like I've been run over, a few dozen times," I bit my lip, it wasn't her fault. "I'm sorry about, you know, last night. I was kinda…bitchy."

She chuckled softly. "It's alright, you were tried and I know how over bearing this lot can be. Hungry?"

"Starving," I grinned thankfully. "Speaking of the rest of them, you wouldn't know where they are would you? I should say goodbye to some of them before I leave."

"Well, your sister is with Rachel, Georgie and Kim, they just walked to the store and where the others are will be anyone's guess." She pulled a plate of pancakes out of the oven and handed them to me. "I don't think you'll be getting out soon though, there was a lot of rain last night. We can't drive anywhere."

I groaned. "That'd be right. Now I'm going to have to con Maddy into looking after my dog longer. Thanks for the food, Emily."

She smiled and waved it off. "It's no problem, Eva. You know your welcome here for as long as you need."

Nodding, I took a mouthful of the warm pancakes and moaned in pleasure. I hadn't eaten anything this good in ages. "Thanks, and this is fantastic." She was being far too nice to me, especially after my mood last night.

She laughed and opened the fridge. "Well, save room for lunch."

"Lunch?"

"Uh huh, it'll be ready in about an hour. Everyone will turn up again, no doubt."

"It's eleven AM?" I'd been asleep for hours! "Urgh, thanks for breakfast." I wandered out onto the veranda, plate still in hand, and fell into the big comfy chair out there. Emily was right, the whole outside world looked like a swamp. My Ferrari was sitting in about an inch of water but there didn't look like many better places to park it.

This was just brilliant.

I must have dozed off again because I was woken by the murmur of voices. I didn't open my eyes for a while, trying instead to hear what they were saying, but it all sounded muffled and slurred to my ears. I really needed a better sleeping pattern.

Opening my green eyes, I was instantly met with Leah's steady brown gaze.

"Hey, sleepy head," She muttered to me, reaching up and tucking hair behind my ear. "So this is what you've been doing all day? Lazy bum."

I chuckled and rubbed my eyes. "Shuddup, what's going on?"

"Lunch time…you okay, Evie?" She sat next to me, giving me a scrutinizing look.

I forced a smile and lolled my head onto her shoulder. "I just wanna sleep forever." My voice was still slurred from sleep.

"Yeah well, tough luck, honey."

"How long til it dries out?"

"Don't you remember when it rained here?"

"Brilliant. I hope there aren't any emergencies 'cause I won't be coming. Unless they air lift me out." I sighed and sat up properly so I could stretch. Only to have the wound on my leg shoot waves of pain up my calf. "God, this is not my day."

Leah just smirked and shook her head, oblivious to my pain and pulled me to my feet. "Come on, you've gotta eat something else. Then you may go lie down if you wish."

"How many mothers do I have? Seriously, you, Sue, Tash, Maddy…you lot are more mothering then my actual mother!" Must be because their all older…Leah and Maddy were both four years older then me, and Tasha was two.

"You're stubborn as a mule, and prone to stupid accidents." Tash called, smiling. "You need lots of mothers to keep you out of trouble."

I snorted. "You do a terrible job."

"Evie," Jacob said brightly, smiling so much I thought his cheeks would break. "How are you?" He pulled out the chair next to him, presumably for me. Unfortunately for him, I have a strong 'keep away from weirdoes as much as possible' rule.

"Jacob. Oh, you know, surviving…kinda. Hey, Seth, shove over."

Seth rolled his eyes but moved so I could sit next to him none the less. I didn't miss the uncertain look he shot Jacob though. "Certainly princess, is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Yeah, find my phone, it hasn't rung so it means I've lost it, or it's died. Move my baby out of the water and get me some heavy duty pain killers, don't call me princess, oh, and while you're at it, pass the mashed potatoes."

His eyes lit up and the potatoes appeared in front of me. "So I can drive the Ferrari?"

"No, I want you to pick it up and carry it out of the water." I smirked, resting my head on my palm and wincing as the stiches in my leg from the stray grenade shrapnel pulled and spread with a burning sensation. "I'll let you if you're good and if you do that other stuff for me, please?"

He grinned and leapt up out of his seat, asking Emily where the pain killers were.

"Hey!" Kevin protested. "How come he gets to drive it?"

"Cause he's a good boy and I like him." I bit my lip at the throbbing-it was getting worse. Then I remembered my phone. "Seth! Don't worry about my phone, I'm sitting on it!"

"Okay."

"Are you sure you're alright?" Leah asked from my other side, eyeing me uncertainly.

"I will be, as soon as my new manservant gets back. Ah, there he is now." I smiled at him while biting the inside of my mouth as he handed me a couple of small white tablets and a glass of water.

"What's wrong?" Jacob asked, strangely concerned.

"Do you want me to move it now?" Seth asked eagerly.

Swallowing the tablets and washing them down, I tugged on his arm to make him sit. "Eat your lunch first."

"I think I'll have to assess that it's safe for him to drive," Quil declared. "Test it out a little, gotta look after the younger ones, right?"

I gave him a dry look. "No."

I gasped at the pain now, the tablets wouldn't kick in for a few minutes yet. And that's if they were a strong kind, I think the morphine just wore off. Shit! Shuffling around in my chair and getting really odd looks, I put my leg in Leah's lap and pulled up my pants leg, revealing the thirteen red, angry stitches.

Leah swore. "What the hell did you do?"

"Never mind what I did! Do something about it! It bloody hurts you know!" I screwed my eyes shut and mentally cursed Tyler, why couldn't he have produced a type of morphine that wore off slowly instead of his here-one-minute-gone-the-next stuff. I could almost see him scowl at me.

'The additive of the accelerated healing formula affects the reaction time of the morphine; it takes affect faster but wears off quicker.' He would lecture; he always gets shitty when the field agents complained about his work. 'So, would you rather you heal faster or have morphine that wears off slower?'

'Shut up, Tyler.'

"Seth, go get her some more pain killers and whatever cream Emily has for this kind of thing. Damnit, Eva, is it infected?" Leah ordered urgently.

I chanced a look at it and shook my head. "Don't think so, but it hurts."

By this time Sam and Jake and Tash had leapt from their seats and crowded around us to look. What is this, some kind of side show? The rest were all trying to get a look in to.

"What happened?" Jacob demanded, his warm hand closing around my ankle and turning my leg gently to look at it better.

"What's it to you?" Even in pain, I am capable on being stubborn.

"My God, Evie! Why didn't you tell me about this?" Tasha cried, clasping my hand and squeezing it. She looked like a deer caught in the headlights, blinded by panic.

Did I pack morphine? I should've, better not let Seth get it though. I think I packed a hand gun as well.

"Tash, calm down." I grabbed her arm and shook her to get her full attention. "I need you to go to the room I slept in and dig around in my bag until you find a little white bag and bring it back."

"I don't think it's infected." Sam concluded, looking at me with a mix of concern and disappointment. "You should've told someone about this." He had no right to be disappointed! I hadn't had anything to do with over half these people in years. I shouldn't be a concern to them!

"I had it all under control." I protested, trying to ignore Jacob as he stood next to me, clenching and unclenching his fists. "I just slept to long and forgot to keep the morphine up and it wore off."

"Morphine?" Jacob exclaimed.

"Oh would you just knock it off already?" I cried. "You're not helping and you're annoying the shit out of me! Take a box of chill pills and calm down. What is your deal anyway?"

"Who did this to you?" He asked, in a low dangerous tone.

"What do you mean who did this to me? I fell out of a tree for god's sake, my leg tor on a branch on the way down!" Hopefully that's a believable lie.

"Jacob." Sam warned, putting a hand on his arm as he started shaking.

"Then you should be more careful!"

"Jacob!"

"Mind you're own business!" I rolled my eyes. "This just gets more and more insane."

He was really shaking now. What the hell? What he having some kind of seizure? Luckily Sam towed him outside as Tasha came running back to us with the white bag. Sighing in relief, I plucked it out of her hand and pulled out a bottle labelled 'morphine AH' and a needle and syringe. Measuring up the right dosage and rolling up my sleeve I pushed the needle into the correct spot and slowly injected the contents.

Dropping the needle back into the bag, remembering to chuck it later, I rubbed my face with my free hand while I bet my other arm to keep the pressure.

"Did I miss something?" Tasha asked, being more used to me administering needles to myself then everyone else.

"Yes, if I was standing, I'd have slapped Black about five minutes ago. Is he always such an interfering ass?"

"He's just concerned about you," Embry said. "Do you always do these weird things?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

Paul laughed. "He sure knows how to pick them." The other guys all chuckled a bit too, as if this were some kind of inside joke, which it probably was.

I frowned. "Pick what?"

He gave me a knowing smirk. "Nothing,"

I rolled my eyes and looked up at my sister. "Did I mention this was bullshit?" I should really hit Paul. How the hell does Rachel put up with him long enough to date him? I always knew that girl was crazy.

Tasha rubbed my shoulders worriedly. "It'll be fine, it won't be that bad. I'm sure Jake didn't mean to annoy you. Will you be alright? When did you do that?"

I hate it when she thinks I need pacifying. I looked down at my leg as Leah applied the cream that Seth had found and sighed at the coolness it brought to my hot skin. "It's only three days old, I'll be fine. I must've just pulled the stitches to much in my sleep, because it's not infected. It'll just take a day or so longer to heal up."

Sam came back in with Jake on his heels, eagerly looking over to me. I scrunched up my nose. 'Oh great, here we go again.'

"Are you alright, Evie? I'm sorry about before."

I snorted, very lady like. "Whatever." Tash smacked the side of my head. "Ow! What was that for?"

"He just apologised, you know better to reply to apologies then with 'whatever'," The mimicking was annoying and I did not sound like that. "Manners, young lady, I know you've got them!"

I rolled my eyes again. "Yes mother." I fixed Jacob's hopeful face with a bored I'm-only-doing-this-because-I'm-being-made look. "Apology accepted." He beamed. "On the conditions that you stop being such a weirdo and leave me alone." He deflated, like a rubber boat after having a big nail jammed in it.

"Eva!"

"What?"

Tash groaned. "I give up, your impossible."

"Thank you, it's about time." I pushed away the bodies around us and sent Leah a grateful smile. "Thanks for being one of the few who didn't completely freak out."

She shrugged it off nonchalantly, but I could see the corners of her mouth lifting up in a smile. "I'm used to you, remember."

I laughed and nodded in agreement. "Fair point," Shooing my shadows away further I gingerly stood up, keeping the weight off my leg as I let the morphine take a bit more affect.

"Evie, I don't think that you should…" Sam started and Jacob opened his mouth to protest to, but a withering glare shut it again.

"Bossy, clucky, so and so's," I muttered and Leah burst out laughing. I sent her a look to, but it was drowned out by the grin. "Be quiet you." Limping out in the open some more, I steadily aloud that leg to take its fair share of my weight. But, it got too much for it and it buckled under me. Letting out a surprised yelp that I couldn't contain, I awaited the impact with the floor and was more surprised when it didn't come.

Warm, strong arms encircled themselves around my waist and I was stopped in that position, hanging between upright and flat on the floor. Twisting in the hold I blinked up at Jacob's wide eyes. The way he was looking at me was indescribable. He looked thrilled and scared and angry and worried and a million other things, all at once. It looked like it would be painful.

"Um, thanks?" I ventured unsurely. It was like he was frozen, just staring at me. "Uh…Jacob?"

He blinked, and grinned. "Yeah?" His reply was husky, and sent shivers down my spine.

"You can set me straight and let me go now." 'What the hell? Bad body, bad!'

"Oh." He pulled me up right and ran his hands up my sides then latched onto my forearms as I got my feet under me. Did he just…

"Let go, I've got it under control."

He didn't look convinced. "Are you sure?"

I glared at him, gratitude gone and replaced with annoyance and a hint of anger at being, what felt like, half-heartedly felt up. "Yes, now get off me."

He stepped away, hurt consuming his expressions and I felt a twinge of guilt by it, but brushed it off. He was the one being creepy. Every time he saw me it was like Christmas come early on his face, when I snapped at him it was easy to see him slag. It was ridicules! We hadn't even been that overly close as kids, I mean sure, we played and what not. But I spent just as much time with him as I did with Embry and Quil and the other guys. I usually spent most of my young years, that I could recall clearly, over at the Clearwater's.

So I didn't get his behaviour, not one bit. I looked back at everyone else, obviously confused. They were all smiling, like they all knew something I didn't. I arched an eyebrow. "Seth, brother, eat up! I haven't tested my baby in wet conditions yet, but if we get bogged, which we probably will, then you get to con Sam into pulling us out. And you have to help me wash it."

He nodded enthusiastically and turned back to his food. Smiling, I spun around on that leg and didn't collapse. Ignoring Jacob's panicked yelp-yeah, he's weird-I snatched up the little white bag and skipped up the stairs back to my room. I frowned at all my up ended clothes on the bed; Tash had obviously been in a hurry. My gun was hiding under a black shirt so I grabbed it and a handful of the scattered clothing and shoved it back into the bag.

"Now, where'd I put the keys?" I changed out of the trackies and painlessly dressed my wound and wound a bandage around it then slipped into a pair of dark blue jeans. Checking my phone while spinning my keys around my index finger I was surprised to find there hadn't been any calls, and it wasn't flat. Usually the damn thing never shut up. I wasn't about to complain about the peace though, setting it on the bed side table I went back down stairs.

I was immediately met by a worked up Jacob. Sam obviously isn't any good at pacifying.

"You shouldn't be walking around, and definitely not driving in these conditions!" He said before I'd even stepped off the stairs. "You should be lying down, resting! What if you hurt yourself again? Or pop your stitches? Or…"

"I'm not made of glass." I snapped. "Did I ask for your opinion? Huh? No, didn't think so." I tried to walk past him but his hand shot out and grabbed my arm, spinning me around to face him and slamming me up against his bare, hot chest. I had to tilt my head back to look him in the face since he absolutely towered over me. He had to be at least 7', much taller then my usually adequate 5'9". My heart rate went up ten fold, not because of that reason, and my blood began to boil.

"I can't let you get in that car." He said slowly, almost painfully, his eyes practically begging me to obey him. "Please, Evie."

"If you do not let me go, in the next two seconds," I hissed dangerously. "I will kick your arse into the middle of next week. Get your hands off me, Black."

He looked a cross between angry and sad. "I can't let you get hurt!"

I ripped myself out of his hold and took three large steps away from him. "Touch me again and you'll regret it. Coming, Seth?" I turned to look at the younger boy and frowned as his eyes flicked between me and Jacob nervously. Everyone else was watching us with baited breaths.

"U-uh, s-sure?" He stuttered and gulped and seemed to shrink away.

Turning in confusion to look at Black again I froze when I saw him shaking and glaring at Seth like he was going to kill him. His jaw and fists were clenched so hard I could almost hear his teeth grinding.

As soon as he took a step towards Seth I came out of my state, somewhere in the background I heard Sam yell something but I couldn't understand and honestly didn't care.

In the blink of an eye I stepped between Black and Seth just as he lunged for him and my fist connected with his jaw with a familiar crack. Jacob toppled sideways from the momentum of the punch and I spun around to deliver a round house kick to his lower stomach.

He crashed into the wall and slid to the floor, shock written all over his face and blood trickling out of the corner of his mouth. My hand and foot stung more then they usually would from such simple blows but my target did look to be made of stone. Everything was eerily silent and the only thing I could heard was my breathing and Jacob's. He was staring at me, as his chest rose and fell deeply.

"If you ever, come at him like that again, or even look at him with the slightest intent of hurting him, I will kill you. Do you understand?" I snarled.

He looked extremely lost. "Y-you…your not…your hand…w-what?"

I narrowed my eyes. "Go and see a psychiatrist. Stay the fuck away from me, got it?" I turned and walked away. The faces of the rest were all similar to his, shocked and unbelieving. "Haven't you lot ever seen a punch before? This was a marvellous idea, Tasha. Let's spend a weekend with loonies! Are you alright?" I put a hand on Seth's arm and he blinked.

"How did you do that?" Sam asked, looking at me oddly.

Leah let out a whoop of laughter and doubled over in her chair. "Way to go, Eva!"

I raised an eyebrow. "You guys really need to get out more. I've got to get out of here, are you coming or not, Seth?"

"How come he's the lucky one?" Embry muttered, pouting at me playfully. My mood lightened quickly, which I blame on the morphine mix. They chop and change pretty quickly at the best of times, it just get worse after the injections. It's like having a monthly and a sugar high at the same time.

I grinned at him, pushing all thoughts of Black to the back of my mind. "Because he's the closest thing I've ever had to a brother and I've missed most of his birthdays and don't see or spend nearly enough time with him. I've gotta make it up to him some how."

"You don't have to," Leah said. "I'm sure he'll live."

I smirked at her. "You'll get a ride too."

"Oh good,"

I laughed and latched hold of Seth's arm and lead him outside to the car. He followed me a little dumbly and he sighed when I gave him a questioning look. "He didn't mean anything bad,"

I groaned. "Don't even start to defend him. I don't want to hear it. I better drive first since I don't know how she handles water and mud. Sue and Leah will kill me if you get hurt…I'll kill me." The ground squelched under my feet as I unlocked it and got in, gesturing for Seth to do so as well only briefly wondering if his large frame would indeed fit inside.

"I don't need protecting you know, Evie." He said, amused.

I snorted, watching a crowd appear on the veranda. "Everyone needs protecting from something."

He went silent for a moment, contemplating my words before he replied tentatively. "Even you?"

I looked at him and he looked back, trying to match me stare for stare. His face looked so open and honest, filled with curiosity. He was two years younger then me, and six years younger then Leah. I had photos at home of the three of us when we were little, playing, getting into trouble, all sprawled out on the living room floor fast asleep. The Clearwater's were sometimes more like a family then my own was. I spent at least half of my six years here with them, if not more. I knew Harry and Sue better then my own parents.

I really owed it to him and Leah and Sue to make up for the time I've missed. I sent birthday cards and letters and presents, but I knew it wasn't the same. Since that's all my mother ever did these days. As far as I was concerned, those three, Maddy and her family and Tash were the only family I had.

All my Grandparents were dead, had been for most of my life and I'd never even met my mother's parents. My father was dead and his only sibling was Sam's dad Joshua, who hadn't been heard from in years. I'd only met the man once or twice anyway. When the divorce took place Tash and I had taken Mum's maiden name, it just felt like cutting the last tie. Mother was an only child, and Sam's mother was also dead. So my only blood relatives alive were Tasha, Sam, and Mum. The last two of which I barely had anything to do with.

I forced a smile, and tried to make it reassuring. It was too late for me to be protected; I'd already faced demons and had ghosts haunting my memories. But he didn't need to know that. "Nah, I'm too tough for that." I winked at him and he grinned.

"So what's the power in this thing?" I was glad he had the mind of typical boys and could easily be distracted by fast cars.

Grinning at him I started her up and relaxed at the soothing sound of the engine roaring to life like a monster that had been dormant for decades. "My baby does naught to sixty in three point one seconds and a hundred in six point six. It's a six litre V12 engine and six speed semi-automatic. Top speed is three hundred and sixty three kilometres an hour, but a friend of mine made a few alterations and now she can do four hundred and twelve." I laughed at the look on his face. Kid in a candy shop. "The 430 Scuderia is said to be faster, but after Tyler had a play with this I highly doubt that."

"Can we go?" He asked eagerly.

I smirked. "Put your seatbelt on, and don't be sick in my car, got it?"

He nodded and did as I instructed, watching with acute interesting as I adjusted the settings. "Mud, mud, mud…there isn't a mud." I muttered. "Why isn't there a mud setting?" I'd have to bug Tyler about a mud setting. There were the usual settings, normal, snow, ice, fast, really fast-I had Ty rename them to things I readily understood-but no 'water and mud'.

Seth chuckled at my musings and I tossed him a mock glare, he shut up anyway. Settling on the snow setting, since I figured that would be the closest and dropped it into reverse and hit the accelerator.

"Woah!" He yelped and grabbed the dash as I whipped it round and ploughed forward. I laughed. "Told you." The mud and water sprayed up and coated the outside in moments but I was pleased as she handled it reasonably well. At the first good clear open spot I dropped into a burnout, covering everything in close radius in chocolaty coloured sludge.

I wasn't game to try too much else with someone else in with me. It wasn't just my life I'd be playing with. I gunned the engine and the tyres spun as we took off down a straight, then I abruptly jerked the wheel to the side and we whipped into a drift before I turned again and slammed the brakes.

Seth's eyes were the widest I'd ever seen them and I had trouble containing my laughter as I drove back to Sam's at a more respectful pace. When we stopped the others came towards us but he still hasn't said anything.

I frowned. "Seth?"

Tasha, having trundled through the mud, ripped my door open and glared at me. "What the hell was that?"

"That. Was. AWESOME!" Seth's very loud declaration startled us both as he leapt out of the car and immediately began explaining and gloating to the others about it. I smiled and shook my head, looking up at my sister, satisfied.

"That was fun, Tashie." I smiled innocently at her. She threw her hands up, defeated. I slipped out and surveyed the muddiness, easily fixed. "I could get out of here no worries." I said proudly. "She handles fantastically- who knew snow and mud would be that similar." The celebrating stopped and they all looked at me. I frowned. "What?"

"You're leaving?" Jacob asked, he looked like someone had just run over his grandmother. I looked at Seth and found him staring at his feet dejectedly.

I sighed and prayed to anyone listening that what I was about to say wasn't going to come back to haunt me. "I said I could get out, not I was going to." 'Please oh please don't come back and bite me in the arse.' I begged silently. "I've got a couple of debts to settle, and I always pay back what I owe, right, Seth?"

He let out an excited whoop and picked me up, crushing me in a warm hug. Leah flung an arm around my shoulders when her brother released me. "Can I drive now?" He asked excitedly.

I exchanged a look with Leah, she rolled her eyes. "Can I make him my apprentice please? Please, Leah? Please, please, please? It'll be ages before Benny will be old enough, and I really want one, please!"

She sighed, going along with me. "So long as you promise not to kill him...I suppose so."

"Yes!" I grinned at Seth. "This is gonna be awesome, you'll see. You'll kick everyone's arse at everything when I'm done with you, starting with driving lessons."

He matched my grin with a bigger one. "Thanks Leah!"

She rolled her eyes again and muttered something about children. Embry and Quil, dynamic duo, were both pouting. "If we agree to, can we drive?"

"Only one apprentice at a time, and besides," I smirked. "You can't teach old dogs new tricks."

"OI!"

Sam laughed, but looked a little apprehensive. "It'll be good to have you around, Evie. Just…don't break anything."

"Yeah yeah, whatever you say." I waved him off nonchalantly. "Lesson number one, race starts. When you want to go, you need to go straight away, no slowly does it." I chucked my new apprentice the keys and smiled at his overly excited grin. "Get in, chop chop, we don't have all day!"

I skidded around to the passenger side and just put one foot inside when a hand covered the one holding onto the door. I looked up into Jacob's eyes and tensed, feeling my heart start thumping again. "Look Black…"

"I'm glad you're staying, Evie, I really am." He said softly, staring into my eyes like he could see into my soul. Then he squeezed my hand, let it go and stepped back out of the way, smiling at me all the while.

"C'mon, Evie!" Seth whined impatiently, breaking my confused gaze from Jacob.

Shaking my head in an attempt to brush off the weird behaviour, I got in and shut the door, turning my full attention to the eager kid sitting next to me, awaiting his first instructions.

A/N: And there you have it. She's staying (how could she not? Lol) This chapter is a little longer then I had previously thought, hope you don't mind. Don't know if they will be common or not yet.

And she punched Jacob Black, alpha-destined-indestructible-werewolf, and didn't break anything! Wonder why that is…? :P.

Lol, pretty pleeeaaaassse review and let me know what you think! Please?

Til next time,

~Meg xx