Hey…please don't kill me :( Sorry it took me forever to update, I really don't have an excuse, just please don't kill me. :\ But I would like to thank those you reviewed, alerted or favorited the story. So thanks to…

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Previously

I glanced up, and the stone fell back to the earth. The pain was gone; I cared again. I didn't want to cut, I didn't need to. The rock was gone, the monster; silent.

I tried to tear my gaze away, but everything just felt to…good. I couldn't. Why would I give this up to go back to that? The urge. The pain. The frozen features.

My brain, fighting through the dispensing fog, had somehow actually done something.

This is how I feel when I look at Embry.

…What the…god…how…why…what?

Baffled, I continued to stare, feeling the haze ebb away; making it easier to figure things out. Its eyes…they looked so…human, so caring, and…familiar?

The wolf whined and took another step towards me, wagging its tail slightly. My eye's raked its face, getting uncomfortable with the whole staring idea.

Why did I feel like this? And why was this wolf causing me to feel this way?

It took a few more steps, tilting its head. For some weird reason, a tug pulled in my stomach, towards the really oversized dog.

It sat down, its tail sweeping the grass.

Swish, swish. Swish, swish.

Hypnotically, I sat down, the cold bite of air nipping my skin through the jacket, creating goose bumps. It was silent except for the occasional swish of tail along the ground; we stared at each other, neither moving. It was almost peaceful; there weren't the stereotypical birds chirping or anything like that. Though there was sunlight, which was unusual for La Push, but still it was peaceful none the less.

Shivering slightly, I hunched my shoulder, and the wolf, tentatively, came forward. It crept forward, until it was close enough that I could reach out and touch it. It gazed at me, its eyes were so familiar, so soulful, and for once in this life I didn't shift uncomfortably under its gaze. I realized any normal person would have been long gone by now, of course any normal person wouldn't have slept in the woods at night in the first place, but hey, when was I considered a "normal" person.

Laying down, he put his head on his paws, at least I think it it's a dude, and stared at me; even laying down, if his head was up, and I was sitting down, he was still almost taller than me. Closer I could see the dark grey spots that speckled his back and sides, been placed randomly, like ebony snow. The mixed colors twisted into one another, melting into an authentic canvas.

It was weird, not five minutes ago; I was wondering why he hadn't killed me earlier, now he was here, and…I didn't want to die. Now I can feel, now I don't want to cut, I just wanted to sit here for forever. It was simple, easy, just sitting here. I don't know why I felt… 'safe' around this creature, it wasn't really a safe feeling, more like I didn't think he'd hurt me. I knew I would never be safe because of my dad and everything, but with this wolf, I don't know. It seemed so unnatural, because, you know, he's a wolf, but, well, I don't want to say something was telling me that he wouldn't hurt me because that's so cliché, but that's what it was.

With the fog gone, I was able to question why. Why was I so comfortable with this massive animal? Why did he remind me of Embry? Why did he make me feel like this? Why did I feel…alive?

"You're drivin' me insane, yah know that?" I whispered, plucking some grass and beginning to tear it into pieces.

He tilted his head, like he was confused, and asking what I meant.

Like he can understand me, I thought dryly.

I should have been shocked when I didn't get some snide remark, but with everything else, it really wasn't that high on my 'what the heck is going on' priority list.

Gathering more grass that was slowly reduced to shreds, we returned to silence.

We just sat there for god knows how long, him never looking away and me, well, I just sat there, tearing grass, lost in thought. Only there was one problem, I didn't know where to start. Do I start with the whole I'm sitting by a really, really, big wolf, or go way back to the fact of my dad's on his way, or how about my whole plan of get as far away as fast as possible, or maybe the fact that I'm just freakin lost should take priority? By now a giant pile had formed and I was running out of grass, around me at least. Out of no-where a giant sneeze sounded through the forest, taking the mini grassy mountain and making it rain grass…all over me.

Slowly, just like some cheesy character in some cheesy movie, I turned to fake glare at the wolf whose tail began to beat a steady rhythm on the ground, while his tongue rolled out of the side of his mouth, making it look he was smiling.

"You think this is funny?" I asked through gritted teeth.

He wagged his tail even more, and barked softly.

Ripping handful after handful of grass, I tossed it on the silently chuckling wolf. "There, how do you like it?"

He sneezed again, grass covering his muzzle and part of his head.

"Ha. That's what you get." I smiled, proud of my handy-work.

He stood up for a bit, shook himself off, and then flopped back down onto his side, letting out a relaxed groan.

"Lazy," I muttered.

He barked; guess that means he laughed?

Falling back into our silence, I noticed I wasn't cold like earlier.

Great, another thing to question. I really felt like one of those people that just slams their head down into a desk because they feel like their brain is going to detonate.

Calm had taken residence, soothing old, angry, wounds, creating peace; something that was unknown. It was foreign, strange, yet welcome, especially in this crazy thing we try and pass off as 'life'. Why was his presence so consoling?

My mind strayed back to when I'd looked at Embry; he'd made me feel the same way. Why? Glancing at the wolf's eyes again, at how human they appeared. Why? Why had he made me feel like that in the first place? He's just some guy, yet he takes the pain away, just like the creature lying beside me.

An idea, out of god knows where, formed.

"There's no way, this ain't some movie," I whispered.

He raised his head, ears trained on me.

"You ain't gonna believe what I just thought," I chuckled humorlessly.

He cocked his head.

A small smirk grabbed my face, and a cough of breath was a laugh. "I thought…you were some dude I met at my cousin's place. The thing is I don't even know him, at all. I-I don't even know how to pronounce his name. But for some strange reason, I don't know where it came from; I thought you were him, only in furry ginormous wolf form. Then I realized, 'oh wait I'm not in a book. I'm in real life and people don't turn into giant fluffy critters'. The strange thing is, I don't know why he popped in my head, cause like I said, I can't even pronounce his name, so why would he be in my head," I paused, trying to remember how to pronounce his name, because now it was really bugging me, "His name was like…E-Embry? Somethin' like that."

So whatcha think? Not a very good cliffy sorry, but still drop a review por favor :) I know I don't deserve it with the huge delay, but still…you know you want to *wink wink* XD

Also I haven't said this in a while and I'm not sure if you're supposed to put it in every chapter, but I don't own anything except Rowan, Stephanie Meyer owns everyone else and the place etc.