"You really thought I'd kill my own father? But I couldn't help it... he was a bloodsucker he could have hurt someone-"

"Shhh, it's ok. I'm not blaming you," Paul said swiping his thumb under her eye to catch a stray tear.

She nodded, sitting up slowly and standing up from the bed.

"Where are you going? Come back!" Paul demanded his arms outstretched and a frown on his face.

"To see the others, you come to me," She said opening the door.

When the door opened suddenly a group of shapeshifters fell to the floor in a heap. A group of eavesdroppingg shapeshifters that is.

Nicky laughed, scaring the crap at out Collin who got up, standing on Brady's head before bolting out of there.

"Where did he go?" Emily asked somewhere underneath the men. Once the pile cleared Nicky noticed how Sam hovered over Emily to protect her from the weight.

"He's scared of Nicole," Sam said easily, standing up and taking Emily with him.

"Why?" Nicky asked. She didn't think she was scary.

"Ah, hello. You woke up from the dead. And if you don't walk on water and turn water into wine then that's not normal!" Embry said a bit too loudly.

"Hey! Don't raise your voice around her!" Paul yelled from the bed. Glaring at Embry, his fingers trembling around her.

"Sorry Nick, c'mere," He said engulfing her in a hug, "Girl, you need a shower," He said making her laugh.

"Well sorry, coffins don't supply showers inside," She joked but it only made half of the guys wince.

"Nicky, Nicky!" Quil said grabbing her hand and leading her out.

"Paul get up, what are you doing?" Nicky heard Jared ask behind her as she was lead to the dining table.

"I um... I'm nude," He said nervously making half the guys and making Leah give him a dirty look.

"EW Paul! I was in the same bed as you!" Nicky yelled. How did she not realise he was naked...

Jacob let out a scorching belly laugh, glad that everything seemed alright from now on and he could laugh once again.

After everyone was seated around the table and Paul put on some shorts everyone looked at Nicky expectantly.

"What?" She asked self consciously.

Emily and Leah shared a look, "You gonna tell us how you're not pushing daisys anymore?" Leah shrugged.

"She was hibernating," Paul supplied scooting his chair closer to Nicky's sneakily.

"Like a bear?" Seth asked. Earning a few snickers.

Nicky sighed, "Yes, yes like a bear," She rolled her eyes, "I don't know how it works- I don't have the answers but a side effect that comes with being a mermaid is the full moon. And it's like a sleeping mode. Where my whole body shuts down to re-energise itself. And because a broken neck takes time to heal it's why it took longer for me to 'wake up,'" She used her fingers to qoute 'wake up.'

"So you weren't dead..." Brady asked rolling his eyes when Collin tensed up.

"She't not a fucking zombie!" Paul said outraged. He grabbed onto Nicky and pulled her roughly into his lap.

"It may have seemed like I was dead since my heartbeat stopped and my breathing haulted but no I wasn't actually dead, it just felt like I was sleeping, until I woke up that is..." Her face turned thoughtful as she stared off into space.

"How'd you get out?" Emily asked quietly serving everyone hot chocolates and giving Nicky a towel to put around her.

"Dug my way out, I didn't know where I was, it was scary," She confessed.

Emily looked down ashamed. She felt quilt kick in when she realised how terrifiying it must have been.

"What did your family say?" Quil asked, resting a hand on her leg. Paul growled pushing it off and placing his there instead.

Nicky gasped. Her hands slapping her mouth when it went slack.

"I take it they didn't handle it very well?" Embry asked slowly, watching her reaction.

"No... my family. I forgot. I totally forgot," She stood up but Paul wouldn't let go, he had his hands around her waist and pulled her back into his lap.

"Paul leave her be. Did you need a phone sweetie?" Emily asked leading Nicky into the kitchen were the cord-phone was.

Paul sighed when letting her go. This is the first and last time she's going somewhere without him.

"You're so obsessed with her, did you know that?" Jacob asked looking between the two as Nicky walked into the kitchen behind Emily.

"Shut up," He mumbled. Staring at the door waiting for her return.

"What did you do to get her to put up with you?" Leah asked seriously. It was weird to see her avoid him one minute and the next her tolerating him enough to sit in his lap and even sleep with him while he was naked.

"Yeah dude. Thought she hated you," Jared said rubbing the back of his neck.

"Didn't you guys hear her say she loved him?" Seth asked trying to defend Paul.

"Nah- she must have been sleep talking. She doesn't love him," Embry said helpfully.

"Why would she? He's been a jackass to her," Sam said giving Paul a stern look. He would never treat his Emily the way Paul treats Nicky.

While the pack discussed her love for him Paul sat there quietly. Thinking about everything they were saying.

He was hurt at first and then he got mad. The pack was lying or his Nicky was.

He stood up suddenly, the chair he was sitting on flew back onto the floor. His whole frame was shaking with anger.

"Paul, calm down," Sam said standing up.

Paul ignored him- glad that it wasn't an order and stormed into the kitchen waiting with impatience as Nicky hung up the phone.

"Who was it?" Emily asked, putting her hand on Nicky's arm.

"It was the movers. They said they were packing up furniture and that my mum was quitting her job as we speak. I have to go..." Nicky said scrambling away but Paul trapped her in by blocking the back door.

"I'll be... in there," Emily excused herself, leaving the two alone in the kitchen.

"Paul move. I need to see my family," She stepped to one side but he followed her.

"No," He said keeping his cool.

She put her hands on his chest, pushing him to one side with her strength. He stumbled but regained his balance grabbing onto Nicky around the hips and walking away from the door.

"Hey! Let me go, I need to go! Paul!" She yelled, trying to pry his hands off of her. His iron grip made that almost impossible.

She was put down on the bench with Paul's hands holding her in place by her arms.

"If you don't love me that's..." He took a gulp of air to try and calm himself down, "...fine, but if you lie to me, that is definitely not fine," He said icily. Giving her a mean glare that he would regret later.

"What are you talking about?" she asked, trying to get off the counter but Paul wouldn't have it and tightened his grip on her.

"Don't lie to me!" He yelled. She didn't even flinch. She raised an eyebrow, a tiny smirk on her face.

"You have some serious anger issues," She said, the smirk increasing.

He shook her shoulders but not too much to actually cause any damage, "You don't love me" He said slowly. Nicky's face fell as she felt his fingers vibrate on the skin on her upper arms.

"Way to prove it," She joked giving a meanful glace at the red marks forming on her arms.

He let go suddenly, ashamed that he hurt her but furious that she wasn't taking this serious.

He walked to the sink placing his hands either side and hunching his back. Nicky wasn't in a rush to see her family anymore.

"You think I lied to you?" She asked firmly. A bit offended that she finally confessed to him and he didn't even believe her. That hurt.

"I know you did," His voice rang. She could feel the betrayal wash over her.

She didn't have anything to say. She couldn't prove it. And right now she certainly didn't want to show him. But that aching in her heart returned and she knew it had something to do with Paul.

"You know... I came here first. To see you. Not my mum, not my sister, not anyone but you." Her voice was deadly quiet but she knew he could hear perfectly.

"You're the first person I want to see after... everything. The first person. Think about that," She was proud her voice didn't quiver or break as she jumped off the counter and walked to the back door. She looked over at Paul once more and saw he hadn't moved. His back was still to her.

She opened the door and walked out, not even looking back as she ran the short path to her home. Where hopefully her family was.

As Nicky snuck along the side of her house she noticed how bright the sun was today. Her yellow dress was torn to shreds and didn't even look yellow anymore.

She grimaced at the thought of what her hair would look like.

She pocked her head around the corner and saw a white moving van where two guys in blue jumpsuits were lifting a couch into the back of the truck.

Her mum's car was gone. She must still be at work.

She wondered about Carlisle and his family.

Meh- She'll go see them later. Right now she needs to stop them from moving.

"HEY!" She called out waving her hands in the air like a lunatic, gaining the mover's attentions.

"Um, hey?" One of them asked. He looked her up and down, noticing her disheveled attire.

"Stop!" She said running up to them. Her barefeet bleeding from the pebbles as she crossed the drive way.

"Sorry kiddo. We're on a tight schedual," The other one with the name tag 'Barry' said.

"No. You need to stop ...moving. There's no need for your service!" She said putting her dirty hands on the black leather sofa.

"Unless you're a resident in the house I suggest you leave us to do our work," Barry said ignoring her and lifting the couch into the truck.

"Yes. I mean, yes I'm a resident. I live here!" She pleaded. The stopped what they were doing and turned to look at her.

The first man sighed, "Whatever she says. You're the boss," He said agitated as they pulled the sofa out of the truck.

"Thank you! Can you do me a favour and unload everything?" She asked in her sweetest voice.

"Sure, kiddo," Barry jumped into the truck and began picking up boxes, the other mover reluctant and rolled his eyes at her.

She ignored them, running into the house. The door was wide open for the movers for easier access.

She was walking upstairs when she heard a certain voice. She could almost cry!

"Um, tomorrow maybe? The movers came in early this morning. I- it's just... too hard," Nicky heard as her sister walked out of the kitchen crying. She pocked her head around and saw Carly on her cell, on the floor leaning against the cupboards, tears rolling down her eyes.

Nicky's heart broke but now was not the time to scare the crap out of her little sister so she walked up stairs stealthily, without making a sound.

She walked into Carly's room and opened up the blinds to let the light in. It was so dark and depressing in here.

She opened the window up to get the smell out. Seems like another person was wallowing away in their room.

Once it was open Nicky casually sat on the window frame, waiting for her sister to come upstairs.

She only had to wait 2 minutes.

The sounds of her heavy footsteps were heard as Carly dragged her feet up the stiars.

Sniffles and her panting breath was tempting enough to make Nicky want to run down the stairs and embrace her sister in a hug.

When the door opened wider Carly rubbed her eyes. The light invading her sense. She walked blinding to her bed without noticing the figure lounging on the window.

She mumbled something coherently about 'damn sunshine' and stood up before freezing, going stiff as a board as she noticed Nicky.

Nicky smiled sheepishly, wiggled her fingers in wave before getting up to catch her sister as she fainted.

"Damn it, people have got to stop doing that!" She grumbled to herself as her sister went limp in her arms.