A/N: Well, as you all know, I haven't been on here in about a year to update this story. The reason being, is I went through a pretty horrible breakup…like terrible. I had been neglecting this story for the two years that I was with my ex-boyfriend. Now, I'm feeling a lot better, and there may not be an update every week, but I do promise that they will be more frequent than they have been.

Another thing to add to the load is my Dad just had his third stroke two days ago, so I'm a bit overwhelmed at the moment, but I think I can find time to make this work. I just have had a really crazy time in the last few months, and so much has changed, but I think all along I knew I wouldn't give up on this story.

I really hope you guys like this chapter. I believe its Chapter 8…

Sam's POV:

"That leech blew it for me! I can't believe this!" I shouted in my head. Quil was phased, so he heard my recount of what happened. I could hear the silence in his head as he slowly tried to work out what I had done.

"You do realize that she's going to want to know what she saw…right, Sam?" Quil questioned me. I looked over at him, placing one large paw on the ground, and rolled my chocolate eyes at him.

"Of course I know that! I don't know what the hell to do now. If Cullen hadn't have gotten involved like that…I swear to God, if I ever catch him on my land, I will rip him a new ass." I seethed. I seethed as well as a man that regularly transformed into a gigantic wolf could.

"I think you should go home…I really don't like seeing the fantasies you keep playing in your head of Bella…it is so wrong." Quil advised me, and I for once took an order. I decided I'd had enough excitement for one day, and against my better wishes, I phased. Quil followed quickly after, looking away while I put my shorts on.

"I'm serious about that, Sam. You better get that in check, man." He said, snorting with disgust. I honestly had had no idea that I was thinking of her like that, I really didn't. I just smirked at him in return, knowing full well that it bothered him.

"What am I going to do about my truck, though? If the chief gets home before I get over there…he's going to know it's mine. He's going to think Sam Uley's come to pay a visit to his underage daughter…and then I'm pretty much fucked." I started to shake again as I thought about what Cullen had done.

If the damn leech had stayed out of Bella's—God I loved thinking her name—business, then none of this would have happened. I knew from the tone of her voice, her angelic voice, that there had been problems. What was the problem with coming to see her? It really wasn't that big of a deal. She was my imprint for God's sake. But, when the leech's sister and her ridiculous talents kicked in, he realized he could no longer see her, and oh God forbid. They were taking a break, a break. That should constitute no talking on both parts. God, I could tell I was already way in over my head.

"Well, that won't happen. I'll hitch a ride to Forks with someone…maybe Jacob?" He looked up at me expectantly, and I shook my head 'no' immediately. His face fell, he looked completely crestfallen. I understood his friendship, but I had to protect Jacob at all costs. Quil couldn't be trusted around humans just yet, just in case the ticking time bomb inside of him decided to go off at the wrong time.

"Okay, maybe not. Maybe Paul or Jared…we need to get your truck. You bring up a good point." Quil mumbled, not meeting my eyes.

"Quil, it'll get better. Just trust me, okay? I'm just now getting control over when and where I phase, and even I make mistakes, as you saw today. You know I don't want anything happening to Jacob, and you saw how bad that could have gone with Bella today. I know you don't want to hurt anyone. And look at it on the bright side, Jacob is almost ready to phase. Seriously, any day now, and he'll be one of us, and then you can be with him whenever you want." I tried reassuring Quil. He looked up at me, and there was pure rage in his eyes. He didn't say another word to me; he immediately just turned around, and started sprinting towards La Push.

Quil's POV:

I was done. That was the last straw. Sam seriously seemed happy that Jacob was going to be subjected to this shit in no time at all. I lost almost all of the respect I had for Sam in that instant.

I kept sprinting towards the road that lead into La Push, and finally I reached it. I started walking through the village, not wanting to draw attention to myself for running too fast.

I heard an engine approaching, and turned around and saw that Sam's truck was parked illegally on the wrong side of the road, and Bella was getting out of it.

My eyes widened with surprise at the sight. Sam's imprint was driving his truck? Looked like I didn't have to get a ride to Forks after all.

"Hey, Quil. I was wondering, do you know where Sam lives? I kind of need to talk to him." She was clearly worked up about something, and she was doing a terrible job of hiding it.

"Oh, wow, Bella. I was not expecting you back in La Push so soon. Um, wow…uh, but yeah, I do. I can show you, if you'll give me a ride," I winked at her then, hoping the 'Quil Charm' was kicking in. I decided to play with her and asked her, "And also, why are you driving Sam's truck…? I've never seen anyone drive it but him. Like seriously…"

"Oh, he just came over earlier…and, he had to leave in kind of a hurry, so I took his truck for him, back here. I thought he'd appreciate it." She said, obviously uncomfortable with the lie she was telling. I could see right through it, and it didn't help that I knew the whole situation already.

"Okay, well let's go. My house is on the way to Sam's." I said, winking again. I knew I was breaking the rules by being with a human, such a fragile one at that, Bella being Sam's imprint, but I really didn't care. He needed to know that he couldn't just get away with what he said, and I knew I was completely in control of myself at the moment.

Bella's POV:

I drove through the reservation, noticing how weather worn each house was. The coast had done years of irreparable damage to each one.

Oh, what the hell was I thinking? I was trying to get my mind off of what I was about to do, and I was doing it in the most nonchalant way possible. There was no way I could fool myself that easily, it just wouldn't work.

"So, um, you and Sam had fun at the bonfire last night, I take it then?" Quil coughed.

"Haha, yeah, we did. We got along pretty well, I gave him my number, and then he decided to come over today…apparently he really wanted to see me." I stuttered out, keeping my eyes on the road. I didn't really know what to make of what had happened the night before, but it was a good thing, if anything.

"My house is on the left, and Sam's is the one at the end of the road…and I know, Sam was really interested in you." Quil said, looking anywhere but me. He knew something, I knew he did.

"Oh, really? Wow…that's surprising, honestly. I'm not that interesting," I said, frowning. "But, he seems like a really good person, and he was nice to get to know."

"Well, not to pry," Quil started, as I pulled up to his driveway, waiting for him to hop out. "But, I thought you were dating Edward Cullen?"

"Um, no. I'm not. It's kind of complicated, actually." I stammered. I really didn't want to get into everything with Quil, but knew I had probably no choice. People would find out sooner or later.

"You'd be surprised how complicated things are around here. I'll see you around, Bella…and be careful." Quil advised, locking eyes with me before hopping out of the truck. I watched him run into his house, and sat there for a minute. I looked down the road at Sam's house, sitting there on the corner. I didn't know what to make of Quil's advice, but I knew there had been a double meaning placed in there for a reason. I narrowed my eyes, and pressed down on the gas, down the road to Sam's house.

A/N: Hope you all enjoyed!