I wake up to make laughter the following morning. I smile; uncle Billy and Jacob must be awake. I get myself out of bed and I change into my outfit of choice. After tying up my shoes, I brush my hair.
I join the boys in the kitchen for breakfast. Jacob drives me to Sam's when we finish eating. Sam smiles at the sight of me but he apologizes for my loss. Jacob must have told him; either him or uncle Billy did.
"Nice to see you again." Sam hugs me half way."Emily just left; she has some errands to run."
"Ah, I wanted to see her too." I pout.
The alpha laughs. "The pack should be here soon."
I nod my head mad I sit on the couch. I turn the tv on and Sam comments about me being like Paul. What is it with Paul and me? Speaking of the dog, Paul walks in the house. He sits next to me and asks what's on.
"Nothing, really." I shrug.
"How's it going, Melinda?" He asks.
"Been better; found my parents dead yesterday."
He eyes me shocked and he catches my eyes. A short intake of breath informs me Paul has just imprinted on me.
"That explains the similarities." I hear Jacob comment. "I'm calling and telling my dad."
Paul holds my hand and I hand him the remote. Sam chuckles at us right as Emily walks in. I hop in Emily's arms and she hugs me back.
"Hey, Melinda." Emily coos. "Let me cook some lunch; stay over for the night; Sam, call Billy."
"Yes, ma'am." Sam diluted. Her before walking out of the room.
"Coke help me in the kitchen, Mel." Emily says.
I used to do this last time I was here, that was when I first met Emily. I have always helped her out in the kitchen.
I nod my dad at her and I follow her into the large kitchen. I sit at the bar on a stool while she gets stuff for lunch together. She is making turkey club sandwiches.
"Make a couple, if you don't mind." Emily tells me.
I smile and I fix a couple of the sandwiches. I put a few pickles and some lettuce and tomato, just like Emily is doing.
The pack all come in for food. Paul takes one of the sandwiches I made and he takes a wary bite out of it.
"It tastes the same as Emily's, sheesh." I grumble.
Paul chuckles. "I know, I'm just messing with you."
He sits on the bar stool next to me as he eats the sandwich. I take one and I munch on it. I reach in the cabinet and grab a bag of hot Cheetos. Paul steels a few Cheetos and Emily tells him I'm sleeping over.
"I'll be back in the morning; I want Mel to cook breakfast, I wanna know if my imprint can cook or not." Paul smirks.
"I will; Emily, you can sleep in a little." I tell her.
"Thanks Melinda; I'm so glad you're back." She mumbles.
I kiss her cheek and I finish my sandwich. "Go relax; I'll cook dinner. With Paul's help."
"What?!" Paul exclaims.
I kiss his cheek. "You're gonna help me or be denied."
"Ok ok, I'll help." He grumbles.
I kiss his lips and I send everyone out, Emily included. Paul grabs the steak from the freezer, I told him to get the meat and sides he wants. I season the meat and put them in the oven. I then start on the sides.
"Come and get it!" I yell when I finish cooking.
Paul and I have our plates first. The others pile in once we are seated. Emily is the last one to make her plate. She is thankful for me being back in La Push for good. I got to come over here at least once a week just to cook.
"Come hang out tomorrow; Kim will be here." Emily says.
I nod. "I will; thank you."
When we finish dinner a few hours later, Paul takes me home because Jacob bailed out on me for Bella Swan at breakfast. I thank Paul before I go inside. There is Jacob sitting on the couch with an aggravated look.
"Bella is with a bloodsucker." He grumbles. "They are traveling to Arizona to see Bella's mom, who appears to be in trouble." Jacob sounds annoyed. "I say it's a set up. A red eyes fucker is going to be there and is going to try killing Bella."
"But her boyfriend is immortal too, he will save her." I point out.
I go to my room when I say it's just a crush. I lock my door and strip out of my clothes of today. I pull on some camouflage shorts and a white tank top. I climb into my twin sized bed and I get comfy under my covers, it's kinda cold. I close my eyes and I let sleep consume me.
