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CHAPTER 04:

SOMEBODY'S WATCHING ME,PT 3

( DAY OF THE WEDDING, BEGINNING OF COCO'S PART IN THE WHOLE 'VAMP THING')

"Bells, trust me. If she doesn't stop trying to hit on him? I'm gonna go punch her face."

Bella groaned as she grabbed hold of her quick tempered baby sister quickly and shook her head as she glared at Jessica Stanley. If only her father hadn't taken out that space in the newspaper, announcing her marriage. Jessica never would have known, she never would have showed up. She noticed her baby sister looking around raking her hand through her hair. The ceremony was over now, they were outside for the reception/picnic outside the church.

"Are you okay, sis?"

"Yeah, batty bells.. Just getting that watched feeling again.." Courtney murmured as Edward came over and said quietly into Bella's ear, "There's an unidentified vampire around, I can sense it. I'm getting some not so good thoughts."

Nearby, Embry was talking to Sam, basically stating "Yes, Sam, I'm going to dance with her, I promised."

"You can't do that, Embry, especially NOT right now, not when we've been getting the scent of a strange leech on the premises all morning." Sam demanded, his hand going to Embry's arm. Embry growled, glaring at Sam in determination as he said "One dance, Sam. That's all I'm demanding."

Leah spoke up and said "He's controlled himself pretty darn well so far, Sam, even you have to admit that." as she glared at the man she once loved with a challenging look on her face, her hand on her hip, the other one tangled in her long and thick brown hair.

Sam sighed and considered it a few moments and finally said "Fine. Just for today. But then it's back to working on self control. Are we clear?"

"Crystal." Embry said through gritted teeth before turning, walking towards Courtney, who stood barefoot on the edge of the dance floor, glaring out towards the woods, her hand in her hair, biting her full lower lip.

He tapped her shoulder and just as he did, Let's Get It On, an oldies song, (and unknown to Embry, the ring tone for him on her cell phone) began to play.

Courtney jumped a mile into the air almost and turned around, her hand going to her heart as she also turned bright red, the blush spreading all over her skin. He smiled a little and asked, "You okay?"

"Yeah, just nerves I guess.. Not too good with large groups of people.. Especially when the one girl who brings out my inner you know what is across the room, staring a hole through me."

He raked his hands through his hair, looked at her with a slight grin as he asked, "What happened there.. With Jessica, I mean?"

"Truth?"

"Yeah."

"I just don't like the girl, personally.. After Bella and Edward kinda broke it off for a while and he skipped town, Jessica didn't even try and stay around, be her friend.. And then there's this rumor she started about me and that jerk Mike to try and break him up with his girlfriend, so SHE could take him to prom. So yeah, I've seen her 'true colors' and I'm not impressed, frankly." Courtney said and added sheepishly, "Sorry, it's just.. You don't mess with friends or family, anyone I care about."

Embry nodded and then clearing his throat asked, "What were you staring at the woods for, just now?"

"I could of sworn I saw.. Nevermind, forget it, it's nothing."

"No, what'd you think you saw?" he asked, his senses going into overdrive, the anger and jealousy, rage rising rapidly.. He took a few deep breaths like Paul mentally told him to and when he was calm, he asked quietly, "Well?"

"This freak who came to the radio station the other night.. I think he's following me? I mean I dunno why.."

"Dang it, they're not dancing." Rosalie said as she nudged the dj, made the song start over again, tried not to fall over in laughter as she watched Courtney turn a rather lobsterly shade of red.

"What the hell, Rose.. Seriously?"

"What?"

"It's kinda an inside joke, big guy.. This song..Okay, not a joke, it's more or less mental blackmail." Courtney admitted, blurting it out, despite all attempts NOT to blurt it out.

"Huh?"

"It's your ringtone, damn it." she said as she giggled, her hand went to her mouth. Maybe the glass of red wine she'd stealthily stolen from a servers tray wasn't a good idea.

He held out his hand, pulled her against him as he looked down at her and asked, "It is, huh?"

"I, umm.. Crap on a cracker." she muttered, babbling nervously.

"Probably wasn't a good idea to swap out the grape juice with that glass of real red wine for your toast, was it, Bambi?" Embry muttered as he looked at her in amusement. He got this feeling somehow that life with her in it was going to be anything but boring. Maybe he needed the bold to balance out his quiet, the yen to his yang or something.

He mentally kicked himself but laughed when she bit her lower lip, while pressing a lot closer to him and looking up, she giggled a little and shook her head no, then whispered in his ear, "I'm not ever gonna live everything I've done since we met down, am I, big guy?"

"Probably not, Bambi."

"Why do you call me that?"

"It's your eyes.. They remind me of a doe's." he muttered as he brushed some escaping hair out of her eyes, laughed a little. He was probably the closest he'd ever been to telling her what he was, what she was to him and what he was capable of right now, but he could hear Sam warning him mentally that the consequences of that would be dire.

'just stick close, Embry.. maybe you're farther along in self control than I thought.' Sam thought as he watched Embry dancing with his imprint, laughing to himself a little as Emily mused aloud, "It sort of looks like he might have a hand full with that one."

"It does, doesn't it?"

"Stop being a dictator and dance with me, Sam." Emily demanded as she held out her hand.

In the distance, the red eyed dark haired male smirked to himself. "Teach you bastards to try and kill me." he muttered as he raked his hand through newly dyed dark brown hair. He had to change his looks, the Cullens, the Volturi all thought he was dead. He'd been off the grid.. He wanted to build a more powerful coven. But when he heard his former mate was in town, and she had a new mate? He'd had to come.. And then he found a singer.. Bella's little sister.

Who better to be his queen?

"Enjoy her now you disgusting dog. Because soon.. She'll be mine."

The song changed again to another song, an old rock song, Bed Of Roses, came on. Neither of them bothered to let go, they kept dancing. Charlie elbowed Billy, nodded to the dance floor, Billy taking one look at Charlie's youngest daughter's bare feet as he laughed and said "Guessing that one took after Renee mostly, huh?"

"Not in too many way, thankfully. I'm just happy to see her smile. She really doesn't much. She works all the time, and then there's school, our situation that Renee created."

"So she's still a little closed off, huh?"

"Yeah."

"Take her fishing or something. Worked with Bella when she was younger and you two had an argument."

"I might try that." Charlie said as he remembered what he'd promised to do for Renee while their youngest was here.. Not that this promise was being kept for her, rather more for himself than anything, he raised the camera that Bella had taught him how to use and snapped a picture of his youngest daughter slow dancing with Embry Call, the two of them whispering back and forth as they danced.

"To be young and in love." he muttered as Sue mused aloud, "They act like nothing else in the immediate area exists."

He smiled a little and then said "Yeah, they do.. Do you want to dance, Sue?"

"Sure."

"She's doing it again, Embry."

"Seriously? You're gonna keep this going, aren't you, Bambi." he muttered as he gripped her a little tighter, his large hands stopping at the natural soft curve of her waist as he looked at her, tried not to laugh.

"I'm childish, okay? Kindegarten rules still apply with me. If I saw it first, it's mine. If it's mine, don't touch it, look at it or breathe on it." Courtney blurted, again covering her mouth. Something about this guy.. He made her want to tell him every single thing on her mind, whether it be dirty or dark, funny or sad, or just completely and totally random.

Embry snickered a little. It was odd, most girls were quieter, shyer, more reserved. He had to get used to her being open, carefree and apparently, speaking her mind. In a lot of ways, with him being as quiet and reserved as he was, it was a little bit of a relief. He didn't have to really guess anything with her. Her hand raked through his hair as she put her arms around his neck, her face mere centimeters away from his, her bare feet on top of his engineer boots, the black ones he usually wore if he were working on something in his mom's garage.

"You're short."

"And you're too tall. Personally, I like being tiny. I never have to worry about clotheslining ceiling fans, doors, or anything above my head suddenly and being conked out cold." Courtney giggled as she added a little more quietly, "But being taller has it's perks."

"I'm sort of seeing that, yeah." he muttered as he completely untied the tie, ignoring the laughs that Paul and Jared gave as he did so, ignored Jared and Seth, Quil exchanging money, apparently they'd been betting on how long it'd take until the damn tie came off.

"I'm actually having a good time at this thing. I'm glad my sister's happy.." Courtney started as she looked at him. He leaned in a little, his other hand coming up, going to her cheek, his thumb moving across slowly.

'dude, practically my sis.'

'and bada bing, guys, we have tongue. don't mess it up, Call.'

'Paul, I swear to God, I'm gonna come over there and knock you on your..'

'kiss her already, dork.'

'yeah, please? Jared and I kinda bet on this. I told him you'd be a good guy, wait for the right moment. He said he thought you were gonna do it hours ago, after the wedding when you guys kinda had that moment outside the church..'

'seriously? you guys were betting on when i'd kiss her?'

Her lips met his clumsily and hungrily as her hand raked through his hair and she muttered, "I'm still not catching the bouquet, Bells. It's a stupid and archiac tradition. Besides, lillies make me sneeze."

He laughed and deepened the kiss, finally stopping when he heard Sam's throat clearing in his mind. At least he had today.