Author's Note:

Again, my loves, I'm not the stellar Stephanie Meyer and I don't own Twilight or its character, though I do have every book and do own Mrs. Walks and Alexandria.

Let me know how you feel about this mess, and hey, if you want to Beta for me, hit me up.

Enjoy!

Chapter Three - Mrs. Parker

"Yeah, and the food is awesome," Seth responded.

"The food or the girl?" Quil snorted. Jacob, Quil and Seth had phased and ran a few laps before returning to Emily's with Paul. Paul had driven his truck back, since he was trying to quit phasing. He hadn't phased in a couple months, though he'd had more trouble than Sam. Jared was quitting too, slowly though, as they were in the processes of trying to merge the two packs again. As long as Jacob and Renesmee were staying around La Push it made more sense to have one Alpha who wouldn't stop phasing instead of changing Alphas as each one started to age for his imprint.

"What do you mean?" The question came from Brady.

"Seth couldn't stop thinking about Mrs. Walks granddaughter the whole run back. He's got a little crush."

"That's not true!"

"Oh really? Then was all that about her ass?" Seth blushed and Quil laughed. "He wouldn't shut up about her." After sharing a mind with Seth, the two other boys had been able to actually see her clearly, and though they'd agreed she was pretty, she didn't hold the same appeal for them.

"Shut up Quil!"

"Mrs. Walks granddaughter is moving here? For how long?" This time it was Sam who spoke.

"She didn't say, though she's the one moving into the house that you guys renovated, so I'd say for a while at least," Jacob answered. "She didn't say much actually. Mrs. Walks said she wasn't 'one for company lately', whatever that means."

"Alexandria is her granddaughter?"

"Yeah, you know her?"

"Well I've never met her but we talked on the phone a lot when we were doing the remodel and that's where the checks came from," Sam answered. "She seemed very polite when we talked." Their talk turned then to the actual remodel and the work they'd done and then away from Alexandria all together.

The next afternoon Embry and Seth drove out to the blue house to finish up the work. When they pulled up to the house Mrs. Walks car was absent and the U-Haul had gone but there were several large boxes and some furniture pieces in the open garage.

Seth bounded up the porch and knocked eagerly on the front door with Embry laughing behind him, "She's that hot, kid?"

"Shut up." A few moments later, with Embry still laughing, the door swung open. "Hey Alexandria, we're back. Oh and Alexandria, this is Embry, Embry meet Alexandria."

"Please, call me Alex," she said as she stuck out her hand for Embry to shake and looked up at him.

Embry put his hand around her, "It's a pleasure to me-" he couldn't finish his sentence. Gravity had moved, he could have sworn, and this beautiful woman was the only thing stopping him from floating away. There was an electric current zinging down his arm from the place where his hand still held her and he didn't want to let go. Her eyes were a magnificent, brilliant blue and he never wanted to look away...but then Seth cleared his throat, and he noticed the black haired beauty was starting to look uncomfortable.

He dropped her hand, "Pleasure to meet you. Uh, I'm sorry about that, must have zoned out." Alex nodded but shifted from one foot to the other. "So is the stuff in the garage that's going in?"

"Yes, they dropped it off this morning. That'll be the last of it, I'm sorry about this, they were suppose to have it here yesterday."

"Oh it's fine, we really don't mind," Seth responded politely, trying to make her more comfortable. "I guess you'll be directing the furniture parade today?"

She smiled, "Yes, my grandma didn't want to miss her soaps and I haven't had the cable set up yet."

"Ah, yes, who would want to miss that? Well, shall we get started?" She nodded and followed Seth off the porch, Embry trailing behind.

"Most of this is for the living room I think, and a few things for the downstairs guest room." She gestured to a group in the corner that included a large grey sectional with matching chair, a dresser and a few tall boxes. Then she pointed to the other group of boxes, "I'm not really sure what that is, I don't remember ordering or shipping any of it."

They spent the next hour or so arranging the two rooms and relocating some of the pieces Mrs. Walks had misdirected the day before. Alex brought out lemonade to the garage again for the boys while she tried to sort out the other pile. She had made little headway when her cell phone rang. She stepped out of the garage to take the call, though she didn't know they could still hear with their sensitive wolf hearing.

"Hello?"

Someone on the other end spoke, though it was quiet enough neither could make out the words.

"Yes, this is Mrs. Parker."