Take Me Home

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE TWILIGHT SERIES. ALL THE RIGHTS BELONG TO STEPHANIE MEYER. I ONLY OWN THE PLOT AND OC'S.

CHAPTER THREE

Sky instantly loved Emily. She was friendly, funny, kind, soft spoken and an amazing cook. Sky sat happily at the large dining table, munching away on the fluffiest pancakes she had ever eaten. Jared sat next to her, eating much faster than she could. Sky had lost count of how many pancakes he'd already had. Emily chatted away to her. Sky wasn't really listening, but she nodded her head as though she was hanging onto every word the older woman was saying.

Embry walked into the house looking for some food before he had to go to work. He wasn't surprised to see Jared at Emily's dining table. But Embry stopped in his tracks when he saw the little girl sitting next to Jared.

"Who's the kid belong to?" Embry asked, taking a seat on the opposite side of the table, across from the girl.

"Paul," Emily chuckled, still not believing that such a sweet little girl could have been fathered by a hot-headed man like Paul.

"Yeah right," Embry laughed.

"No joke," Jared said between bites.

"I thought Quil was also dropping by this morning?" Emily questioned, looking at the doorway.

"Oh yeah. He got a little tied up with some family problem. Apparently, his sister showed up yesterday and his mother's a mess," Embry said as he filled his plate.

"I didn't know Quil had a sister," Emily said, bringing some more food to the table.

"I didn't know Paul had a daughter," Embry said as he started eating.

"Seriously Embry. How did I not know Quil had a sister?" Emily asked, sounding almost hurt.

"He hasn't seen her in over a decade. Says she won't be staying around too long either," Embry shrugged before looking at the girl on the other side of the table. "What's your name, sweetheart?"

The girl looked up at him with a nervous glint in her eyes. "Sky," she said quietly.

"Oh, cool name, I'm Embry. How old are you, Sky?" She held up four fingers and Embry smiled. "Four, that's a good age, nothing to worry about. No school - just a lot of free time to nap and play." Sky shrugged, having nothing to say. She took another bight of food as the room went back to silence for a few peaceful moments.

"Mum, Ben is crying again," Tyler mumbled sleepily as he shuffled down the staircase. Tyler was Sam and Emily's oldest son. He turned four last month, but even at this young age he was already turning out to be a carbon copy of his father with an attitude much like his mother. Sky's eyes snapped in Tyler's direction. The boy rubbed sleep from his eyes as he walked to the kitchen but stopped when he saw Sky. He didn't know what to think of the new face at the table. Emily left the kitchen and walked quickly up the stairs to check on her youngest child. Embry smiled, looking between the two young children.

"Tyler and Sky, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes marriage. Then comes Ty-"

"Embry," Jared wined. "Grow up." Embry laughed at Jared's obvious, annoyance.

"Oh, come on Jared. You've got to admit that it would be pretty funny- Sam's son marrying Paul's daughter. God, I would love to be a fly on the wall when they announce it." The two children looked oddly at the grown men, not understanding what they were talking about in the slightest. Tyler ignored them and walked over to Sky, a smile on his face.

"Hi, I'm Tyler," he said, climbing up onto the chair next to Sky.

"I'm Sky," the shy girl shuffled uncomfortably in her seat. Tyler didn't notice and began talking away to the girl, eager to have someone his own age to talk to. He asked her a lot of questions: How old was she? What was her favourite TV show? Why was she here? How long was she staying for? Sky kept her answers short, one or two words at most. She just shrugged her shoulders when she didn't know the answer to a question.

Jared laughed when he took a moment to watch the two. "Yeah, I guess that would be kind of funny."

"What would be funny?" Emily asked as she walked back into the room, baby Ben in her arms.

"Oh nothing," Jared said, shaking his head as he and Embry shared a smile. Emily gave the boys a questing look but didn't say anything else as she went back to cooking, doing everything with one hand, bubbly baby held firmly in the other arm.

An hour later, everyone was done eating. Emily had put food aside for Sam and began to wash the dishes. Embry had left a few minutes earlier, needing to get to the garage he was part-owner of.

A truck pulled into the driveway a few moments later. Sam and Paul walked in through the front door. Paul looked stern, but Sam wore a happy smile as he saw his wife and sons. Sam walked over to the baby bouncer in the living room - passing Jared, who sat on the couch watching the television - and picked Ben up from the colourful bouncer chair.

Paul stood by the front door; eyes locked on Sky. The girl was sitting on a beanbag chair on the far side of the living room. Tyler had pulled out all his toys, showing each of them to Sky. Sky couldn't believe how much this boy could talk.

"How'd it go?" Emily asked in a whisper as Sam walked over to her.

"Tyler," Sam said getting his son's attention. "Why don't you go show Sky the toys in your room." The boy nodded eagerly.

"Come on, Sky," Tyler said grabbing the girl's hand and pulling her up to her feet. Sky stumbled along after Tyler as he pulled her through the maze of toys, and upstairs. Jared chuckled, switching off the television and turning his attention to Sam as he began to talk.

"Well, we filled out a report. Charlie said there's not much we can do without her mother's name to work with. He said Paul could, uhm... hand her over to child services - let them deal with it. If Paul did that, she would probably be put into some form of temporary care, but if her mother doesn't return in a few weeks, paperwork will be filed to place her into foster care."

"You didn't say yes to that, did you?" Emily asked, looking across the room at Paul. Paul couldn't meet Emily's eyes and looked down at his feet.

"I said I would see how the weekend goes, and get back to them," Paul muttered.

"No," Sam said, disagreeing. "He said yes, but Charlie said social workers wouldn't be able to collect her until Monday. So I said we would look after her until then. We, meaning Paul."

"How could you say yes to that?" Emily asked Paul, looking very disappointed in him.

"I didn't ask for this!" Paul yelled, turning, and marching out of the house, slamming the door behind him. Jared shook his head as he followed his friend.

"Paul!" Jared called as he walked out onto the porch. "You can't run away from this!"

"Watch me," Paul hissed as his body began to tremble even more.

"Oh, come on Paul! She doesn't even know you're her father!" Paul stopped in his tracks, almost at the tree line now, and turned back to Jared.

"I'm not her-" He paused. "Wait, what do you mean she doesn't know?" His anger turned to confusion, but his face stayed rigged with annoyance.

"Paul, she has no idea what's going on. As far as she knows, her mother just dropped her off with a bunch of strangers and will be back for her soon. Look-" Jared sighed running a hand over his face. "Just take care of her for the weekend. It's only two days, and then you can get rid of her first thing Monday if that's what you really want."

"Jared, I can't do this." Paul threw his arms in the air in frustration.

"Just talk to her. This having kids' thing isn't as complicated as you think it is."

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