AN: SORRY SORRY SORRY! I know I'm awful for not uploading! You can hate me and everything just don't leave me and Ro-Ro and Paul Q_Q Please... Here you are! Another chapter. Enjoy! Sorry its not long.

"No, there wasn't an earthquake," I repeated for the umpteenth time. The man who had been sent over to repair (aka rebuild) the bungalow rubbed a hand through his hair again. If he wasn't careful he'd go bold before he was forty.

"This is going to cost you a pretty penny, young lady," he said, the dollar signs all but glowing in his eyes.

My lips pinched together and I feared that I looked like my mother. "I know. But can you fix it?"

"Young lady, I'm going to have to rebuild it. Your weight bearing walls have been knocked down, which is why the ceiling collapsed." While he babbled on about them having to knock the rest down and start from scratch, I thought about the reason I was going to have to be destitute for the next five lifetimes.

The vampires had attacked. Thankfully when Jenna wasn't here, but still. Jenna was permanently staying at Emily's where she had a plethora of wolves to protect her. I was staying at Paul's, much to my annoyance. I wanted to stay at the local hotel but with all the building repairs needed I had to scrimp on any money I could for the foreseeable future.

"That sounds fine," I cut in, not really caring about the DIY details right now. "When do you think you can start?"

"Within a week," the builder said, rubbing his hands together. "Of course, we'll have to meet up to plan the new layout of the house. I can come back tomorrow and we can start planning."

"Any chance you could come back today? I would like to get my house back as soon as possible."

"Uh, sure. I have an appointment after this, but could come by around three?"

I nodded and gave him Paul's address. While the builder rumbled off in his truck, I sighed and stared at the remains of my house. Last night the wolves had come back and made it look like one of the giants trees had fallen, knocking the house to the ground. So now, not only was my house in pieces there was a giant ass tree laying in the middle of it.

"At least it's not raining for once," I muttered as I tilted my head up to the sky. It was clear for the first time in weeks and the sun was surprisingly hot on my skin. It felt like the middle of summer.

"Hey! You ready to go yet?"

I tensed and pulled a face. "I'm gonna walk back, Brady. So you can… leave."

"I can give you a lift," he insisted, "It's really no problem."

Slowly walking backwards towards the road, I held up my hands to stop his forward momentum. "Don't trouble yourself. I'm more than happy to walk back." And not get carried back by a boy half my age.

He hesitated. "I don't know…"

I hurried to placate him. "Seriously. I'll be fine. Besides, I think there's ice cream and cookies back at Paul's place. Plus some big, meaty steaks-" I didn't even see him run off, he was just there one second, gone the next.

Gah, I have got to stop bribing wolves with food! If only it weren't so darn easy…

Pushing my sleeves up, I unbuttoned the top few buttons of my shirt to dispel some of the heat as I started making my way down the road. Paul didn't live that far away, only about a thirty minute walk. Which is handy because walking along with two giant wolves stalking along either side of me was a tad nerve-wracking. Yeah, they were in the surrounding forest, but still. Scary. They're like three times my height. Three times.

Ring-ring-ring-ring!

"No. Just no," I muttered, annoyed, as I pulled by buzzing phone out. A nice, sunny day and of course my publisher decides to call. Damn. I pressed the green button and managed to raise the black device halfway to my ear before I heard her.

"ROCHELLE! DARLING! I JUST HEARD WHAT HAPPENED!"

How the hell did she hear? "I'm fine, Peggy. Really, it was just-"

"IT'S FANTASTIC NEWS! FUCKING FANTASTIC!"

I blinked dumbly for a second. Peggy just said the F-word. She never says the F-word. "Peggy… what news are you talking about?"

"THE FILM CONTRACT DARLING! You are officially my favourite author. Of course, you always were, but now it is definitely official. Bloody fantastic news. The director has said he'll let you help out with auditions and even give you vetoing power. As well helping the scriptwriter and-"

I plonked myself on a nearby rock and listened with one ear while Peggy continued to babble on about the fantastic movie offer. A movie offer… This cannot be real.

"Unfortunately, darling, there is a slight hitch to this. Lee, that's the director darling, wants to start filming pretty soon so you'll have to fly out to New York asap. But I've already booked the flight and a hotel so you're all set. The plane leaves at three, so you'd better pack-"

"No! Peggy, I… I can't just leave. Besides, this is the first I've heard of the offer. I need time to think it over," I said finally, still not completely grasping what was happening.

"But darling this really-!"

"Goodbye, Peggy."

I pushed my phone back into my pocket and stared at the dirt for a long time. A movie contract…? For one of my books…? I frowned and stood, quickly heading back in the direction of what remained of my house. I am such an idiot. I knew I was forgetting something.

As soon as I got to the remains, I headed towards where my room used to be and rummaged through the shattered wood and bricks. I found exactly what I was looking for but unfortunately, it was in pieces.

"Goddamn it," I cursed as I stared at the remnants of my laptop.

Of course I backed everything up, but still. I was attached to Donna – yes, I named my laptop. Her full name is Doctor Donna. And yes, I am slightly nerdy – and she'd been with me since the very beginning. She was always there when I needed her.

"Well, fudgesticks. This just sucks."

Paul's internet was so freaking slow. I tapped my fingers impatiently while my email loaded. My email account on Donna had been automatic meaning I didn't have to log in each time to check my mail, so it took me half an hour to remember my stupid password.

It finally loaded and I scrolled through to find the email labelled 'Movie Contract'. Seriously, if it wasn't for Peggy calling I would have just thought it spam and deleted it. It took ten minutes for me to read the entire thing and another twenty while my brain processed it.

The whole thing was serious. This director, Lee Chand, had discovered my book – the first one I'd ever written – and wanted me involved in the entire process. The script, the auditions, the filming, and everything in between until we walked into the cinema for the premiere.

I sank back in Paul's overly large desk chair and ran my fingers through my hair. A movie. Of my book. The thought was insane. A dream. If I'd read this offer just a few weeks ago I'd have declined. I'd seen other books-turned-movies thank you very much. Most of them ended up shit.

But things were different now. Now I had no home and all the money I'd saved over the years would just about cover the cost, but not to keep Jenna and I in a comfortable situation any longer. So a movie deal? Perfect timing really.

And Lee Chand seriously wanted to make this book into a movie. The money he was offering was impressive. It most definitely wasn't something to turn my nose up at. Especially now.

"A movie deal?"

I screamed and leapt up from the chair, spinning around and throwing the wireless mouse I'd been clutching. Paul caught it absentmindedly and placed it back down on the desk I'd scrambled on top of. He frowned as he sat in the chair and looked at me with dark grey eyes. Wow, I'd almost forgotten how mesmerising his eyes could be. They were such an amazing colour. They reminded me of a summer storm cloud and- a summer storm cloud? Really? I could do so much better than that.

"Ro-Ro? I asked if you were going to take the deal."

I came back to reality with a thud. Oh, jesus. I was so distracted describing Paul's eyes – or at least trying to – that I didn't even hear him talking! Damn it! Shaking myself, I paid attention to the situation at hand.

"I don't know yet," I said slowly as I slid off the desk and stared at the email. That six digit number was really tempting. Especially with Jenna's future to consider. Not only will the down payment for the movie secure our livelihood for the next ten years, the benefits from that – the possibility of other movies and the increase of book sales – would send Jenna to university.

So yeah. A lot to think about.

"-what you're gonna do?"

I sighed and perched on the edge of the wood. "I need to meet up with this Lee guy. And take a look at the paper version of this contract."

Paul gaped at me. "You're seriously considering the offer?"

I shrugged. "Why not? I'm kinda hard up at the minute and the money would be very useful."

"But you'd have to go to New York for weeks – months! You'd be leaving Jenna here alone-"

"She would hardly be alone, surrounded by you and the rest of the Pack," I cut in.

"What about- about writers integrity!"

I rolled my eyes. "Paul, the deal is almost too good to pass up. I mean, the money alone is temptation enough."

"If it's just about money, you don't need to worry." At my quizzical look he exaggerated earnestly. "I can provide for you and Jenna. I'm a partner at a carpentry business. I'm comfortable, and you two can be as well."

"Was that- Did you just-" I gaped at him. He just offered to support me – us. Like he was my husband or something. I blushed at the thought. "That's very… useful to know Paul. But it's not just that. My career would sky rocket. I'd become known worldwide and even more of my books would sell."

Paul sat forwards, placing two warm hands on my thighs, determination in his eyes. "The vampires. You can't leave because they'll just follow you there or take advantage if some of us left with you to get to Jenna."

Fucking vampires!

I opened my mouth but nothing came out. He had a good point. If I go there, Dad and Freya will surely attack. And I can't exactly meet Lee Chands here for the very same reason. If the vampires attacked while I was in a meeting with him, he might die or tell the world of his discovery. It wouldn't be so bad if I did go but had a bodyguard that didn't weaken the Pack here.

But that would take a miracle.

"I need ice cream," I muttered, sliding off the desk and pushing Paul's hands away. Within a few minutes I had a container of chocolate ice creamy goodness in front of me and was shovelling it in as fast as I could.

Oh yeah, I must look so sexy right now.

"So its settled then," Paul said as he turned a neighbouring chair around and straddled it, stealing my ice cream filled spoon.

"Hey!"

He paid me no attention. "You'll stay here with me and once the vampires have been dealt with, Jenna can move in too. That also means there's no reason to rebuild your house, meaning you're going to save tons of money."

I threw the carton of ice cream at him. Mainly out of habit, but also annoyance. "You did not just ask me to move in with you!"

Paul blinked cutely – well, dumbly. But it looked so freaking cute too! - and sucked on the metal spoon. I was momentarily distracted by this before I managed to pinch myself out of my daydreams of him sucking something else.

I stood and glared at him, placing my hands on my hips. "You are SO arrogant it's ridiculous." I leant over and poked him on his very naked shoulder. Drool… "When asking a girl to move in you don't give her a list of reasons like 'you're currently homeless and skint' and then drag a kid into it!" I poked him once more, to make sure I was getting my point across. "When you ask me to move in I want it to be because we're in a relationship and you love me, not because it's convenient with the situation!"

FUDGESTICKS!

Of course I was bright red. I just admitted to Paul – Paul, for crying out loud – that I'm not opposed to the idea of living with him. Also that I've thought about it. Which I may have sort of done…

Thankfully Sam and Seth interrupted.

"Oh, thank God," I muttered, stumbling towards them happily. They both scowled at me.

"My sister wants to see you," Seth growled.

"She's awake?" I asked, relief spreading through me. I grabbed my jacket and checked my phone and keys were still in my pocket. I was halfway out the door with the two grumpy wolves when I took a chance and looked at Paul.

Jackass! He was sat with a huge grin on his face. Oh god, he just winked at me!

I shook my head and focused on the predicament at hand. You know, film deal and New York, vampires, Jenna... This worked all the way to the hospital. But as soon as I saw Leah all thoughts flew out of my head.

"You look like shit," I blurted.

"You too," Leah replied as she gingerly sat up in bed. "Out, fellas. Girl time."

They mumbled and grumbled but made their way out of the room, shutting the door quietly behind them. I sat on the edge of the bed and swung my leg back and forth.

"Sooo… About the whole no shifting thing," I said casually.

Thankfully the awkward conversation starter made Leah laugh before she became serious. She fiddled with the edge of the blanket. "I… I imprinted," she whispered, her eyes shifting to the door nervously.

"YOU WHAT?!"

"Shhh!" She waved at me frantically and pointed to the door and then her ears.

I nodded in understanding and quickly carried on with, "Seriously, I can't believe you even brought that! Yellow dungarees are a fashion no no!"

I gave her a thumbs up.

She gave me the finger.

"Who did you imprint on?" I whispered.

"That bouncer from the club."

A light bulb turned on above my head. "I knew it! Well, not that you'd imprinted. But I knew that something had happened. You were acting funny all night. And you slept with him!"

"Ugh, don't remind me. I go so drunk that night."

I chuckled. "So, about the inability to shift. Do you think its related to him?"

"Well, I guess so. I mean the whole reason everyone assumed I'd never imprint was because the idea behind it is to carry of the wolf line. But when I became a shifter, I could no longer get pregnant. My body aged to twenty-five and has stayed that way ever since. But I don't produce any eggs."

"But then you imprinted and suddenly you can't shift. Not that big a shock really then, is it? Have you started your… you-know-what?" I asked with a raised brow.

She nodded gingerly. "Haven't had to deal with it since I was a teen and have to admit, I didn't miss that side of it all that much."

I couldn't help but smile in excitement. "Leah, this means you can have children."

She looked at me blankly for a second before it seemed to register in her brain. Ever so slowly her entire face lit up. "I can have children," she mumbled. "I can have children!" She started to laugh and I couldn't help but join in. Soon enough we were both crying and hugging and laughing all at once.

So you know, a girly moment.

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