First off guys I can't believe it's been a little over 4 whole months since I last updated, it seriously does not feel like it's been that long. Can you believe March is almost over? Holy macril! Anywhere thanks to my amazing best friend, ;) I finally finished this chapter, though not as far as I would have hoped but something is better than nothing no?
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Previously

Confusion played on his face until recognition took over. "You were…"

"Yeah…. So mind explainin'..." I gestured to him.

"Hmm…would you mind shutting the door?"

I shook my head, "Sorry…I-I can't."

He nodded.

Were making excellent progress in the whole explanation department don't yah think?

"Are you aware of the Quileute boys… "condition"?"

I nodded, "Yep, just found out."

He nodded again.

"Have you heard their legends?"

I tried to remember the stories my mom used to tell me, but most of my childhood was blocked, it hurt too much to think about it, unfortunately this included the good memories. The subconscious wasn't picky when it came to protecting the mind from fracturing due to mental distress.

"No."

"This makes what I'm about to tell you more complicated."

And that would be…?

"I'm not sure how to explain this…I'm a vampire."

I just stared at him, trying to process his statement. "'Scuse me?" Maybe I didn't hear him right?

"I'm a vampire Rowan. That's why I look the same; I haven't aged."

"O-okay. Umm…" My mouth kept opening and closing; I wasn't exactly sure what to say. The stereotypical idea would be to run away screaming because I'm standing in a room with a mythological creature that drinks blood, but the logical side of me was saying this was a mentally unstable man who believed himself to be a vampire.

"Okay. And you drink…blood?" I asked slowly.

He chuckled, "Not in the way you're probably thinking. My family and I are vegetarians, we only drink animals."

Okay that wasn't something I was expecting to hear.

"O-okay. That's-that's good?"

"You don't believe me do you?"

I let out a heavy breath, "Umm…yes? You said you didn't age which would explain how you could've pulled me from the car 10 years ago…"

"But…"

"Vampires don't exist. And they certainly aren't doctors." I waited for the outburst of denial, for the breakdown in rejection of my statement.

I wonder if they have a psych ward here? One would think I would know, but still.

Though, at the moment, I wasn't a 100 percent sure who would be committed.

He nodded, "I understand, this isn't exactly something one expects to be told over some mild chit-chat."

I just nodded again in that "okay, yeah sure" way again.

"Is there anything else troubling you Rowan?"

"Um…no?"

"Do you feel okay?" he asked, starting to come around his desk.

I nodded "I'll be fine once I get everything sorted out; it's just a lots happening all at once."

"And your handling everything okay?" he questioned hesitantly.

My stomach clenched at his implication, "I'm "handling" things just fine. Sheesh you slip up once and suddenly everyone thinks you're going to crack at the littlest things." I snapped.

He held up his hands, "I'm sorry I didn't mean anything by it."

Letting out a deep breath, I shook my head, "Nah its cool. Sorry I snapped. It's just…" I trialed off making some weirdo face as a pathetic explanation.

He nodded, "It's okay."

He says that a lot; has anyone else noticed that? It's like nothing bothers him; so weird.

Silence settled over the room, until his phone rang startling only me it seemed. The conversation only lasted a few minutes before he glanced at me apologetically, holding the phone out to me. I took it hesitantly, when I could hear arguing on the other line.

"Hello?"

"Rowan why in the world did you run off again?" Emily asked, after telling someone else to "hush"

"Umm…it's just, I just needed to figure everything out," I answered pathetically.

"Okay. And running off without telling anyone is included?"

"I told someone. How do you think I got here?"

It was silent before there was some rustling.

"Are you okay?" Embry asked

"Umm…yeah? I mean I'm not hanging upside down from the ceiling or anything,"

He growled at that statement and there was rustling again as the phone shifted.

"Thank you for that," Emily greeted sourly.

"Your welcome," I grinned.

"I'll see you in a few minutes, and were going to talk."

The click was loud and audible in the quiet room, and I hung the phone back up.

"I'm supposed to take you back to the treaty line, there Sam will pick you up," Dr. Cullen told me, putting his coat on.

Wordlessly, I followed him out to his car, which by the way was extremely nice, I think, pressing myself against the door as he sped off. I doubt any other 16 year old girl can say she's hitched a ride from a vampire back to the reservation where her werewolf cousin, by marriage I might add, lives. He pulled off the side of the road, killing the engine.

"This is the boundary line; my family and I can't go on the Reservation due to an old treaty," he explained.

I wasn't exactly sure how to respond so I just continued to stare out the window. Pretty soon a loud roaring came around the bend, soon followed by Sam's truck.

"Thanks for bringing me back and…" I trailed off; how do you thank someone for saving your life.

He smiled and nodded.

Getting out, I hurried over, though I was in no hurry, to meet the guys. Staring at the ground as Sam, Paul and Embry piled out, I felt the tension between the two supernaturals. That is until Embry came over, shaking like a leaf in a storm.

"You shouldn't have run off like that. I had no idea where you were, I thought you r-ran away again, I thought that leech had gotten past us-you were just gone" Embry rambled.

"I'm sorry?" I mumbled, "No offense or nothing but why do you care exactly?"

Embry glanced at Sam who nodded.

"Wait until we get back," he ordered before turning back to Dr. Cullen. "Thanks for bring her back."

Carlisle nodded, "It was no problem. Rowan just make sure you go to therapy tomorrow."

"Oh. Yes. Lovely." I muttered, grinding my teeth.

He nodded again, got in his car and was gone.

"Are you okay?" Sam asked.

I nodded, "Fine."

"What were you thinking?" he growled.

"I was just trying to figure everything out," I muttered.

"And you just thought it was perfectly okay to leave without telling anyone and go talk to a vampire?" Sam asked.

"Yup."
"You didn't think that could end badly?"

"...Yup."
"Yet you still went?"

I nodded, "Yup."
"Is that all you can say?" Paul snorted.

"…Nope."

For some reason I was finding this extremely entertaining.

"Are you sure she doesn't belong in an insane asylum?" he muttered.

Embry growled, but I shrugged.

"Don't take your anger out on me. Ain't my fault you couldn't get it on the other night," I mumbled.

He whirled around in a blur, a snarl not only on his face, but also shaking his frame.

Oh crap. Why do I do this? I'm such an idiot. Yes let's make the already unstable werewolf even more mad, 'cause he'll be totally fine with that.

"Leave it alone Paul," the Alpha told, putting his hand on the shaking wolfs shoulder.

Let me just tell you, the ride back: awk-ward! And scary. Not only was I trapped in a very small vehicle with two very annoyed, which granted is my fault, guys who turn into very oversized dogs, but yeah that's pretty much it. The ride seemed a lot longer than I thought, but we finally pulled up in front of the familiar wood house. Paul hopped out of the back, and I stumbled out after the guys, glad for a personal bubble again.

I followed the guys who picked up the pace after their stomachs alerted us to their desperate need for food. Again.

"E-Embry?" I whispered, waiting before the porch.

They all stopped and he spun around like his tail was on fire, no pun intended, eyes locked on me before they dropped away.

"Can we talk?"

He nodded rapidly, similar to a bobble head and Sam and Paul headed inside. I shivered at the cold sea breeze that rolled in.

"I just need to make sure I got everything right," I explained quietly.

"Okay."

I paused, mentally checking off the ever growing list of revelations.

"So...? Let me get this straight, you all are werewolves, and Dr. Cullen, who saved me when I was younger, and his "family" are vampires? I feel like there is more…. Are there anymore surprises y'all would like to share?" I questioned, kicking the ground, a bit of mud staining the already destroyed Chuck.

"Umm…there's one more thing, it's just a small thing though," he mumbled, shifting back and forth. It was actually kind of cute; no bad Rowan. What is wrong with you?

Oh don't even go there, the stupid voice whispered. It was startling to hear it after all this time, I know I've probably said that before, it seemed with everything that'd been going on, there just wasn't enough time for it to insert a rude comment. Also since Embry was around; he chased it away, like a mother chasing away her child's fears at night. That sounded a little more….creepy than I thought it would.

"Umm…you see, there's this thing that happens to wolves. It's when they find their "soul mate" as some say; the one their meant to be with in the end. It's called imprinting. The others say it's similar to how gravity would move, that they become the only thing you need in the world, that nothing else matters."

My gut told me where this logical was headed, but I refused to believe the fairytale cliché. There was no way anyone could "imprint" on me, would want to be with me, especially someone like Embry. He was so kind, and shy, but friendly, but there was another side to him, a mystery that lingered in the air around him and this place. Now I knew what, but the fact he was a mythological creature wasn't a bad thing, it simply completed him in a certain way. Add to the fact he wasn't exactly bad looking, he could have any girl he desired, so why he would imprint on a screwed up, scarred, pathetic excuse of a human life beats me.

Again sorry for the huge delay :( Spring break is in two weeks, praise the Lord!