Author's Note:

Yes, yes, it is an update! Woohoo! Happy Easter everyone! Enjoy your Quil/Claire fix, and I will be here with another update before you know it. *Hint*-If you review a lot, it will come a lot sooner...

Oh, and before I forget, I started a new imprint story about Seth his OC imprint, bad girl Dakota Harris. It's called 'Yin and Yang', and I hope you check it out!

As always, Happy Reading!

Stephanie Meyer is the owner of all things Twilight. Which is clearly why she is the epitome of awesomeness. Yes, I made up a word. Don't judge me.

When you're happy like a fool,

Let it take you over

When everything is out,

You gotta take it in

-One Republic, Good Life

Ch. 8 Clicking Into Place

I observed out of the square air plane window, admiring the brown and white shades of the mountain tops. His humongous, hot, callused hand was enveloping one of mine, keeping me toasty warm, despite the cold air conditioning inside the jet. It was about two in the afternoon, and the sun was bright in the sky, hiding amongst the fluffy white clouds.

"What's your favorite color?" He asked randomly, provoking a speculative look from me. He shrugged. "I missed out on most of your life, and I want to get to know you. Make up for lost time."

"Black", I answered honestly, but realized I must have sounded depressed. I added, "And white."

"Favorite food?"

"Caviar." He looked puzzled.

"What the hell is that?" I burst into a uncontrolled fit of giggles.

"Fish...eggs", I informed him.

"Oh", he looked a little ashamed, but then the corners of his lips turned up into a smirk. "Favorite Animal?"

I didn't need to think hard about this one. "Wolf."

He grinned brightly, and I knew his ego had just been boosted majorly.

"Favorite music?"

"Don't have any", I answered candidly. A CEO doesn't have time for listening to music.

"Favorite Movie?"

"Harry Potter Series", I answered softly, my face reddening. He raised his thick dark eyebrows at my response. "Okay, I'll admit it, I am kind of a Sci-Fi nerd. We all have our faults."

He smiled, increasing my blush, but continued with the interrogation. "Favorite T.V. Show?"

"Law and Order." I was a sucker for crime shows...

"Most embarrassing moment?" Oh, so we were moving on to my life memories now. Fun.

"I puked on a kid during my fifth grade musical. From then on I was 'Barf-face Mason'", I admitted, cringing at the memory.

He bit his lip, obviously trying to hide the blatant laughter that wanted to bust through. I scowled at him, and he regained his serious expression.

In truth, there was another more embarrassing moment than that, but it had to do with a mean girl sticking a vibrator in my backpack and turning it on during Biology class in tenth grade.

As if being humiliated in front of the entire student body wasn't enough torture, I had gotten suspended for a week, and grounded by my mother for even longer. But I sure as hell was not telling Quil about that one. He might blow an artery.

"High school boyfriends?" He questioned, trying to look nonchalant as he redirected his gaze to the airplane window.

"Nope. Didn't even go to prom. The only guy I ever dated was Dylan, and that was college." He winced at Dylan's name, but all in all, looked glad that I hadn't ever really been with anyone else.

But then a grave expression came unto his face, and he looked down, twiddling his thumbs uneasily and avoiding my eyes. "Did you ever... with him?"

I felt my eyes bulge a couple of inches out of their sockets.

I knew exactly what he was referring to. I was a little taken aback with his curiosity, and a little embarrassed to be answering such a personal question. But, if what he told me after he kissed me last night was true, we would have to face this question at some point. I was his imprint after all.

When he first told me, on the roof top of that building, I was a totally blind-sided. I didn't really know what to think. I mean, even the word, imprinting, was so animalistic. Like mating, something from Call of the Wild or the Discovery Channel. It just seemed so... weird. But, it had made so much sense.

I mean, I had always felt like my life had a missing piece, ever since I was a child, after leaving La Push. I had always felt like something wasn't there, something wasn't quite right.

But, as I got older, I got used to the empty feeling, convincing myself it was just my overactive thinking, or some phase I had been going through. But now, after Quil's explanation, everything fit together. And it also explained why letting Dylan go had been so easy for me.

Now, knowing that my life soul mate was this goofy werewolf man that had been my best friend at age seven, the last thirteen years of my life seemed so insignificant. So wasteful. I had been missing out on a lot.

So, with Quil now in my arms, I took a major chance. I took a risk. I stepped out on a damn high limb, thousands of miles above a swirling pit of hungry sharks. But for once, it felt good. REALLY good.

I had made a life-changing decision.

I was moving back to La Push, quitting my job as a CEO(I already had made enough money to survive the rest of my life in the lap of luxury anyway), and looking forward to being with my soul mate, 24/7.

Quil had practically popped a vein in his copper forehead when I told him I would move to La Push to live with him. I think he was expecting me to blow him off and continue to live in a penthouse and work like a maniac for the rest of my life, despite his confession about the imprinting. I mean, I could be a little cruel at times, but I wasn't that bad.

Sitting here in this plane had also given me a lot of time to register Quil's words. I was pretty sure the imprinting was double-sided, because thinking of Quil and I as a couple definitely began to sink in. In a good way.

I mean, we had only been 'together' for like four hours now, but there were some...uh, interesting thoughts scrambling through my brain at record speeds. Things like...

My whole entire life, I had never even imagined having kids. The whole pregnancy/birthing process kind of creeped me out, and raising kids never seemed to be a dream either. Weirdly enough though, when I looked at Quil right now, I could see myself having his children. My stomach rounded with his baby in my womb. It just felt so right, so natural. Like breathing.

But another one of the insane thoughts running through my mind was how much emotion I felt towards him. Literally it seemed like there was rope between us, holding us together, never letting us separate more than five feet apart. And my heart throbbed at the mere thought of cutting that rope. Of Quil moving more than a few feet away from me.

Who feels like that about someone that they just started 'dating' less than six hours ago? I mean come on, it was downright bizarre.

"The plane will now begin descending into Seattle's airport. Thank you ladies and gentlemen, and enjoy your stay in Washington", the pilot boomed over the loudspeaker.

I squeezed Quil's hand nervously, and he flashed me an encouraging smile. He had called Emily to tell her that I was coming home, so I knew she would be waiting for us as we got off. I hadn't left in anyone's best graces, so I was a little uneasy about the reunions, to say the least.

We walked out into the terminal, hand-in-hand, and I immediately spotted Emily, who looked like if she smiled any wider her cheekbones may pop off of her face. She sprinted over to Quil and I, laughing giddily like a toddler with a massive lollipop.

"I knew it! I knew it would happen! Oh, Quil, Claire, I'm so happy for both of you! You are such a nice-looking couple", Emily gushed, running out of air as she quickly embraced us both.

"Well, thanks. I've waited a long time for this", Quil told Emily, brushing his thumb across the back of my hand as he did so.

He'd told me the previous night that he had been waiting for me his entire life, never knowing if he'd ever see me again. Of course, I'd felt guilty, but he wouldn't have that, either, claiming that it was all better now, and it was no one's fault.

"Me too", I blurted, beaming ear-to-ear with joy. Life was finally clicking into place for me, and I had to admit, it felt pretty damn good.

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