You Had Me At Hello

Ronnie to the Rescue

Yet another chapter, hope you'll like it. Please read the note at the end of the chapter. Thanks ;D

I let out a groan when my cell phone woke me up. Sleepily, I reached over and fumbled blindly for the annoyance of a phone. Finally, my fingers wrapped around the stupid thing and I pulled it towards me. Opening my eyes, I glared at seeing that not only was it 3:45 in the morning, but that Kat was calling me at 3:45 in the morning. I groaned again and flipped the phone open as I let my eyes slide closed again.

"You had better have a damn good reason for calling me at 3:45 in the freaking morning!" I snapped.

"I do."

My eyes shot open and I sat up at the voice. "Jacob?" I said in barely a whisper.

"Hey, Ronnie." He said just as quietly.

"What the hell do you want?" I snapped again, only with more anger this time.

I heard a sigh from his end of the line and I rolled my eyes, about ready to just hang up.

"Don't hang up, I just knew that you wouldn't answer your phone if you saw it was me and Kat won't tear herself away from Embry's side long enough to make the call herself. Besides the fact that she is too damn stubborn to admit that we need your help. She doesn't know I'm calling." He explained.

"Well of course she doesn't want me to come there." I spat. Rubbing my forehead, I realized that Jacob had said something else. "What's wrong with Embry?"

"That is where we need you. We have no idea. Carlisle doesnt understand, it's some new kind of werewolf sickness and I've heard that your mother was good at this stuff." Jacobexplained. I bit my lip, knowing that I needed to help Embry out, but I just couldn't face letting Jacob know that I was pregnant. He would want to be there for me. I couldn't handle that right now.

"I-I can't." I stuttered.

"Ronnie, please. This is Embry we're talking about. I know you probably hate my guts and never want to see me ever again, but he's is in trouble. Please, just help him." Jacob begged. I could hear his voice breaking and knew he was on the verge of tears. Looking around, I spotted the sweatshirt that Coop had lent me the other night when we went for a walk. It was so big and baggy on me, Jacob would never know about the baby.