Summary: Several years after Breaking Dawn, Embry finds the girl he loves. And imprints on her. However, Forks never remains peaceful for very long.

Warning: Nothing so far. Well, rated for language.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except OC and plot. There.

I hope anyone who likes OC fics with the shifters enjoys this. It was hard writing Embry, since he doesn't get a large role in the stories, but I do my best. This chapter might be a little abrupt, but it gets things moving. I hope it's not too dramatic or unbelievable.

It's been a while since Bella married that bloodsucker and, thank Christ, Jacob imprinted on that kid. We were gonna go crazy if he kept all that moping shit up. We're twenty now – the pack – and none of us have left La Push. Why should we? We've got people to protect.

Who's we?

Us. The werewolves of Quileute.

Me. Embry Call.

"Haley! You coming or what?"

"Yeah, let me just get Jeremy out of the car seat," she sighed, glancing up at her boyfriend of several years. Blowing her wispy bangs out of her gray eyes, Haley picked the year-old boy out of the seat easily and met his smile with a happy one of her own. "I'll bet you're happy to be out of the car now, aren't you? I know…"

"Are you getting in the damn house?" Daniel demanded, propping the door open with his foot. She glanced back over to him and smiled apologetically.

"Sorry," she mumbled, hopping the steps of the front porch and through the screen door. The house was a small, two-story Victorian in Forks, Washington and near La Push, Daniel's childhood home. They had sent furniture ahead, and she was pleased to see that everything was basically put away.

Ignoring her boyfriend's mumbling, the twenty year-old brunette explored the house with her nephew eagerly, a bag slung over her back filled with his toys and various necessary items used when traveling with a baby. It seemed like a nice enough house, and the town seemed to match it. A bit dreary, but she had always liked the rain.

"Why I wanted to move here indeed," she snorted, shaking her head at herself. Jeremy's father couldn't deal with his son at the moment, and she just needed to escape her protective parents. Maybe doing it with Daniel wasn't the best idea, but she'd live.

"Are you done yet? I'm starving," said-Daniel grunted, appearing behind her. She looked up at him in surprise, being only 5'4" to his six feet, and blinked.

"Did you want to eat out?" she asked, but he rolled his eyes.

"You can cook, right? Let's find something and make it," he retorted, and she sighed again. Rolling her shoulders, she followed him down with Jeremy still in tow.

"Finally, some peace and quiet," she sighed, leaning back in the chair two days later. Her hair fanned out behind her, reaching past her shoulder blades. The sun caught red in her hair, to which she paid no attention to, having called herself a brunette for years. Jeremy was asleep and Daniel had gone to the reservation, leaving her alone for the moment.

Getting to her feet, she stretched and surveyed the main room in satisfaction. The front door led into a large room with couches, chairs, and a television set. Bookcases lined the wall, and the room led into a kitchen on the left side. Before that was a hallway, which one followed to a bathroom, two bedrooms, and the staircase. Upstairs was just another hallway, with two more rooms and another bathroom.

Humming to herself, Haley was glad the house seemed a happy one, light curtains and cushy furniture making it inviting. She had gone grocery shopping earlier, so her kitchen was finally stocked, and wished she had a car so she could go somewhere on her own. Checking the laundry, which was hidden away in the downstairs hall behind folding doors, she shoved the wet towels and clothing into the dryer with ease and checked in on Jeremy. He was sleeping peacefully, as always, and she smiled happily. It was her natural state, happiness, and often got on her boyfriend's nerves. Their room was across from her nephew's, while the two upstairs were still being debated over.

She whirled around when the door slammed, and she saw Daniel stalk into the house obviously mad.

"What's the matter?" she asked, but he only glared at her before stamping upstairs, where his things were hidden away. Sighing, Haley brushed her hair out of her eyes and shook her head.

"So, what the hell is that all about?" Embry asked curiously, having seen a dark-blue car race away from the reservation moments before. Sam and Emily looked up from their meal, and Sam shook his head in disgust.

"Daniel Ravenback. You don't remember him? He's a year older than you. Moved away from the reservation while all the crap was going on with our shifting. Not a happy kid," he muttered. Embry rolled his eyes and waited.

"He wanted back into the reservation," Emily explained finally, while Sam looked up again with a mouthful of food and appearing confused. "The council said no. He hasn't exactly behaved like a gentleman while on his own, so we've heard, and we don't need anymore trouble around."

"You're telling me," Embry snorted. After everything had settled down, the two packs had merged to the point where Jacob was the undisputed Alpha, Sam taking a grateful backseat to enjoy his new baby and wife.

"Miss Matier, you can stop apologizing. It's not as if he –"

"I really didn't know he'd do that!" she rambled on nervously, replacing Jeremy back into his playpen. "I would've kept a better eye on him if I thought that! Honest!"

"I'm not going to fire you, so be quiet," Amelia Carrol informed her, hands on her elderly hips. "Just make sure he doesn't go around pulling my cat's tails again, and we'll be fine. Now, there are people up front, so go take care of them while I work on these prescriptions. All right?"

"Thanks, ma'am," Haley said gratefully, nodding as she backed out of the room in the back of the pharmacy. Three more months had passed since her arrival in Forks, and she found she liked the small town very much. It was a little odd sometimes, but she couldn't figure out how and just left it alone. Finding work at the local pharmacy was a godsend, having experience and needing the money, and the old woman let her bring Jeremy along to keep them both company during slow times. She had to walk, Daniel taking the car to his own job at the local tackle store, but she didn't mind the exercise.

Haley hadn't met too many people in Forks, but she preferred to take her time and make her own way instead of forcing herself onto local residents. God forbid she get a reputation as a nosy pencil-pusher. She shuddered briefly at the thought before returning to work.

Pulling her hair into a ponytail, the young woman smiled at the young man who strode through the door. She always expected him to smack his head on the doorframe, but was never disappointed at his grace. Another young man followed him, slightly shorter but still dwarfing her.

"Jacob!" she greeted him with a smile. "Here to pick up your dad's medication again?"

"Why else?" he asked indignantly, and glanced over his shoulder. His friend was wearing as little clothing as possible like Jacob, despite the cool air of fall, and only stared at self-conscious Haley. "This is Embry Call, one of my best buds," he introduced them. Frowning when there was no response from Embry, Jacob let it be.

"Well, here's your dad's stuff," Haley said hastily, a little nervous under the giant's gaze. "Tell him I said hi. I want to meet him one day, remember."

"I know," Jacob agreed good-naturedly, shaking his head. "I'll bring you down to La Push soon. You and the kid too, I promise," he added, making no mention of her boyfriend. Haley had soon noticed the exclusion of Daniel whenever she and Jacob talked, and refrained from asking about. Her relationship was strained to begin with.

"Cool. Just remember, you promised," she said teasingly, shaking his hand. The heat didn't seem to bother her much, and her teeth flashed white against her light tan as she waved them from the pharmacy. Jacob had to drag his friend out, who had seemingly gone into a coma standing up.

"Who was that?" Embry finally asked, halfway back to La Push.

"Daniel's girlfriend – Haley Matier. She met him in Ohio, and moved back here apparently," Jacob told him, and narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "What was with you, man? You didn't…aw, you did!" he crowed triumphantly, and Embry growled.

"Don't go there, Jake," he warned him, but his friend was laughing too hard to listen.

"You imprinted on her! Finally! Wait 'till I tell the others!"

"Shut up!" the other young man shouted, and Jake looked at him in surprise.

"What's the big deal, man? She's nice enough, and it's about time you found someone. I mean, give me a break. You're getting to be a real crank lately."

"It's not that," Embry muttered through a clenched jaw, but his friend only snickered.

"Yeah right, man. Listen, you go get dad's meds next time. I've suddenly got plans that I can't possibly miss."

"You son of a bitch."

"Yeah, yeah. You'll thank me later," Jacob said, waving his hand dismissively and grinning the entire time. Embry growled again, but was unable to explain his reaction to the girl other than imprinting. Everything had suddenly burst into a million shards of glass before her image came into focus, sharper than ever. She was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, and he'd be damned if Jacob and the others read that from his mind.

Several weeks found Embry on his way to the pharmacy as promised, growling to himself the entire time. Jacob had supposedly kept his word, but no secrets were safe from his pack and soon anyone who knew about imprinting knew Embry had apparently found his person.

"Driving me fucking crazy," he complained to himself, smacking the steering wheel for good measure. He was normally even-tempered and laid-back, but all the teasing was bound to drive the young man to the edge of his nerves.

Pulling into the lot with tires squealing in protest, he made sure not to slam the door and destroy it and strode into the pharmacy, hoping the girl wouldn't be there.

Fat chance.

"Embry, right?" she checked, and smiled when he nodded reluctantly. "Nice to meet you – again," she amended, holding out a hand. "Haley Matier. I've been in Forks for a few months now. It's nice to finally meet people," she added.

He only grunted in response, shaking her hand for just a second before dropping it, and she shrugged it off.

"Are you here to get Billy's medicine?" she asked, and he nodded. "I heard Jacob was going to be busy," she continued over her shoulder, retrieving the bag and eliciting a growl of frustration from Embry.

"That bastard covered his ass on this one, damn it." He paused when he heard a baby wail, and Haley's heard jerked up so fast that it hit the counter with an audible 'thwack'.

"Ow," she muttered, laughing nervously as she raced to the back room. She reappeared moments later with a baby in her arms, and Embry blanched in horror. She must have grown used to that reaction, because she ignored it. "This is Jeremy, my nephew," she said proudly, cooing at the baby the entire time. "Say hi to Embry, kid," she added encouragingly, earning a gurgle. "Close enough."

"So, he's not…uh…"

"Mine? No, he's my sister's. I'm taking care of him for his dad at the moment – have been for over a year now," she told him calmly. "His dad isn't doing too well."

"What about his mom? Did she move?" Embry asked, but regretted the question when he saw the shadow pass over her face.

"It was a difficult birth," she said simply, and bounced the baby on her hip. "But he's so adorable!" she trilled the next second, obviously delighted with her appointed task. "He's such a sweetie – he hardly every cries. He's always smiles and laughs," she boasted happily, and Embry chuckled.

"I see where he'd get it from," he added, and she looked at him blankly before laughing.

"Oh, you mean me?" Haley asked, and shook her head. "Nah, I'm a cranky old woman. He's like his mom, that's for sure. Got her eyes – see?" She forced Embry to lean in to look at the eyes, which were a rich blue color.

"Beautiful," he managed, a bit out of place with a baby, but she seemed to enjoy his face.

"Oh, I'm sorry. He's just the best thing that ever happened to me. I get carried away some – a lot of the time," she admitted sheepishly, but he shook his head.

"No problem. A friend just had his first kid, and you'd think he was the only father on the planet," Embry confided, and she was clearly thrilled at the news.

"Really! Jacob didn't tell me," she said reproachfully, but he could tell she was laughing. "That big lug. I'll make him pay for not telling me about a baby."

"Are you always this happy?" Embry asked, before he could help himself. Haley paused for a second, and shrugged.

"I try, yeah. I guess so," she decided, as if she had never thought about it before. "Having a happy baby'll do that to you," she added brightly, but Embry had the idea she was like that from time she popped out of her mother. She suddenly flushed, growing suddenly conscious of his gaze on her. "Uhm, was that all?" she asked, and he nodded.

"Yeah. I'm sure you'll see us around," he added over his shoulder, aware that she was the most perfect thing to him in the world. It was disconcerting, and the young man escaped as soon as he was able. Her eyes followed him in confusion, wondering at his suddenly-strange behavior.

"So, how'd it go?"

"Mind your own damn business, Leah."

"Aren't we testy today?" Paul snickered, and Embry growled.

"Calm down. No need to tease him. You two will imprint eventually," Sam reminded them. This chastised them a bit, but not enough for one last prod.

"So…did you kiss her?"

With a growl, Embry pounced on Paul to the other's amusement, and the two shifters fought briefly before Jacob intervened with a sigh. Swatting Embry off Paul, he glared at the two of them.

"Enough," he ordered.

"Where's your paycheck?" Daniel demanded that evening, and she looked up in surprise.

"In the bank. Where it goes every week. Why?" she asked, but was met with a grunt as he returned to the television set once more. Haley sighed, and the thought of leaving once more crossed her mind. Daniel was not only getting just plain mean, but…but she had nowhere to go at the moment, and not enough money enough.

Shrugging to herself, she rubbed her arm tenderly and rolled over on her side, burying her head in a pillow.

"Those boys from La Push here yet?" Amelia asked, and Haley turned in surprise.

"No. Why, are they supposed to be?" she checked, but the woman only snorted knowingly.

"They been busy at the reservation, I guess," she muttered. "Lots of new kids turning up and causing trouble. Plenty for them to do."

"I guess," she agreed cautiously, bouncing Jeremy on her hip easily. The baby gurgled happily, and she cooed back at him in a most ridiculous way. Blowing her bangs out of her way once again – they were getting rather long, she noticed – the young woman looked up as a young man called Mike stormed man, looking anything but happy. She recognized him from the tackle shop, and wondered what the matter was.

"Is Daniel here?" he demanded, and she blinked in surprise.

"No. Why?" she asked, but he looked around anyway.

"He hasn't shown up for work yet," he informed her shortly, and she could only stare at him.

"What?" she managed.

"Not shown up," he repeated, and she groaned. She knew Daniel – he was touchy and easily bored. Something probably irritated him and he had decided it was time to move on again.

"I'm sorry. As soon as I see him I'll tell him to show up," she promised, but he waved his hand in an almost-apologetic manner.

"Don't worry about it, ma'am. This is the third time this week we haven't had any notice. So I came here to give him some. Let him know he's got to find a new job," he informed her, before leaving again. Her jaw hanging, Haley could only groan at her bad luck. Once more the only provider for the so-called family was not something she was looking forward to.

"And what were you thinking?" she demanded, Jeremy safely in bed. "You were the one who wanted to move here! You said you had friends! I haven't seen a single one, and now you just decide to escape your job again?" she continued angrily, hands on her hips as she confronted the big man.

"You've hardly got a right to speak to me like that," he growled. "At least people know me here. Half the town and reservation thinks that little brat's your little bastard. And I sure ain't telling them it's mine to save face!"

"You bastard!" she retorted in shock. "I dropped everything to help you out, and this is what I get?"

"It's what you deserve!" he snapped, his hand flashing out. It connected with her cheek with a stinging ring, and he backpedaled awkwardly towards their room. "Now, just keep working and bringing the money in," he threatened, slamming the door shut. Staring after him, holding her cheek, Haley jumped when she heard Jeremy wail and rushed into the room.

"Are you doing all right, girl?" Amelia asked suspiciously a week later, and Haley smiled. It wasn't her usual bright grin, but seemed a little too tight and tired for the old woman. The girl had a colorful scarf tied lightly around her throat, which seemed appropriate due to the chill in the air.

"Just a little tired, but there's just a lot going on," Haley replied quickly, shifting through paperwork. "Jeremy's starting to teeth. He doesn't cry a lot, but he wakes up a lot. I have a lot to do at home."

"You eating right?"

"Yes!" she exclaimed. "I promise! You feed me enough here that you shouldn't have to worry about that," she reminded the woman, who only snorted before returning back to work.

"That old bat feeds you?" Jacob asked in disbelief, striding through the door in his customary lope. As she grew friendlier with the La Push boys – the ones she knew – Haley began to wonder if they all had that lope that reminded her of a wolf.

"Of course!" she replied indignantly. "Even though I bring lunch anyway."

"Hmph. You're too skinny," Amelia informed her, and she sighed in frustration. While not fat, she was certainly not skinny, and any mention of her weight normally aggravated her anyway.

"Too skinny my ass," Jacob chuckled, and she glared at him. "More to love in my opinion, right, Embry?" he asked with a wink, as his friend came into the store. To Haley's surprise, a growling noise came from the young man, but Jacob only laughed at him.

"How's the kid?" Embry asked curiously, and Haley flashed a huge smile at him as she rushed to get him. Embry and Jacob never failed to ask, a fact which easily delighted her. Any chance to show him off almost brought on a stroke from happiness.

"Wonderful! He's finally started teething – see? Two teeth already!" she exclaimed, thrusting the baby at them with complete trust as they took him in their huge, hot hands. The baby didn't seem to mind the heat either, just like his aunt, and just laughed as they made faces at him.

"Just like any man. Give them a baby and they turn into goo," Amelia said tolerantly, and they glanced at her in annoyance.

"Are not!" Jacob retorted, but sighed as Embry waggled a finger over the laughing baby. "Well…all right, stop picking on us," he muttered, but Haley laughed as she took the baby back.

"Aw. You guys are so cute with babies," she said teasingly. "I can't wait until you have your own. I can't imagine you as fathers. Maybe as doormats…" she mused, and giggled at their expressions – a mixture of amusement and pain. "But isn't he such a wonderful baby? I mean, he hardly ever cries even when it must hurt," she continued, and Embry smiled at the picture of baby obsession. Jacob caught the look and coughed knowingly, and Embry quickly glared at him before folding his arms and staring at the ceiling. Haley was oblivious, and Amelia shook her head in amusement.

"I assume you're here to get Billy's stuff?" she asked, as Haley was currently preoccupied.

"Of course. Why do you even ask?" Jacob finally asked, but she smirked.

"Keeps you line, having to answer to an old woman."

"You old bat."

"What's the matter now?" Haley asked with a sigh, sitting in front of the television with a bowl of popcorn in her lap. Daniel stalked into the room and stood over her, arms crossed angrily.

"What do you think you're doing, talking to those La Push assholes?"

"I thought you were a La Push asshole," she replied carelessly, glancing up at him. "And they're friendly. Why be a bitch?"

"They're the ones who won't let us on the reservation," he informed her sternly, but she only shrugged.

"So? I like this house. Big deal if we can't live on the reservation."

"That's not the point!" he shouted. "The point is that they threw me out of my own land! Like a dog!"

"I can't say I'm surprised," she replied unsympathetically, and yelped when he dragged her to her feet.

"Who the hell gave you permission to talk to me like that?" he demanded, but she only glared at him.

"I did, you asshole," she hissed back, yanking her arm free. "Get the hell out of this house. If I see you around here again, I'll call the cops. Better yet, I'll call that La Push gang over to deal with your sorry ass."

"And what about that little bastard? You gonna support him all yourself?" he asked. Her eyes narrowed dangerously at the mention of Jeremy, and she pushed him towards the door with sudden strength.

"Stay away from my baby, or I'll kill you myself," she promised, her voice a raspy whisper. Intent on shoving him towards the door, she didn't notice when he moved his own hand.