Paul's POV

"What the hell is that? A giant budgie?"

The words slipped out of my mouth as I tried to figure out the pile of feathers in front of me. It was the most ridiculous thing I'd seen yet.

Who the hell was this guy supposed to protect?

The only thing the overgrown bird could scare was a rat thinking he might be lunch!

What the…

I couldn't phase quick enough. The Wookiee was already on top of me and trying to get hold of my jugular. It brought out the fight in me and immediately I kicked my legs into his gut. Luckily, it was enough to push my neck away from his jaws and get my paws on the ground. I felt my body slam into something hard, but it didn't register; I only had eyes for the bear. I wanted to finish what we'd started earlier!

I launched my body at him. I planned on taking him apart chunk by chunk just like we did with the vamps. Unfortunately, his size had made me under estimate his speed.

I felt it all happening in slow motion. As I jumped at him, his massive paws engulfed my head and I could feel my skull starting to yield.

I had never planned on dying in Sam's kitchen. I kind of hoped I'd go out years from now when my heart failed from too much sex with Rachel… What a way to die with that woman on top!

"STOP!"

It was Sam's voice and my mind fell blank.

I ceased to struggle and the pressure was released, letting me fall to the floor while I panted for air. I felt cold which was rare. As my body cried out to return to its human form, I could see a pool of red water surrounding me. Surprised, I looked at my healing wounds; when had I got so many cuts?

I glanced up at the room with my now human eyes. Corey and Seth were brushing themselves down, while Jared was desperately routing through Sam's laundry basket. Jacob in the meantime looked fairly smug and Cris was scowling at the mutant teddy. Sam's face looked thunderous!

I caught some clothes Jared threw at me and he did the same to Yogi. We quickly dressed.

A small voice in the room spoke out, "I'm sorry about Shay, I'm Jaden; his cousin."

So that was why the dork attacked me - talk about touchy. I sniggered and Collin and Brady followed suit.

"Laugh it up boys and keep your overgrown paws on the ground. Just remember who's above your head! I may just drop you a little gift!" Jaden responded.

That's foul, but Seth as always had to make a joke. "Hey, I heard that's meant to be lucky."

It was a shame that Sam wasn't laughing. "You idiots. Clean it up NOW! This blood! This mess! The table … Christ, that was a wedding present from Emily's parents! … The sink! … IDIOTS - the lot of you! … I don't care whose pack's to blame just sort it out! Jacob and Cris, come with me."

Sam went to exit the room, but before he did he challenged us, "God help you if you fight while we're outside!"

Ok, maybe the kitchen was a tad messy. I decided I couldn't blame him, but from the looks I was getting from the others, they may well have been blaming me. I limped across to the sink and surveyed the damage; it wasn't good.

Jared approached me. "Paul, this was way out of line, even for one of your stunts. You better sort it out!"

With that, Jared, Collin, Brady and Seth went into the lounge. I was left with the other pack, who were all looking bashful.

"Shall we?" I gestured, sweeping my arm across the trashed kitchen. I was hardly going to sort it out on my own.

They didn't argue and we all proceeded to make the best of a bad situation. By the time we were done, the pipes were shut off and we'd tidied the damage. Sam would no doubt get us to put in a new sink and I'd have to make Emily a new table, but for now we'd done our best.

I heard the door open and Sam's panicked voice carried through the house, "Emily, don't go in there. I'm begging you!"

"It's my kitchen Sam! I want to see what that moron's done to it now!" Emily had never sounded so angry. She was normally so timid.

"PAUL!" she bellowed.

Oh shit, how quickly could I get out the door?

I ducked as a plate came flying towards me and smashed against the wall.

"Hey! I just cleared the room up!" I turned back to see if more were coming.

Instead of continuing her assault, Emily collapsed on the floor and started sobbing wildly. Sam looked utterly bewildered and started flapping around trying to comfort her.

Did I mention I hate pregnant women?