Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight in any way; it belongs to Stephanie Meyer. I do, however, joint-own the OC's and the plot.

Plot: SethxOC, OCxOC. Carlisle gets a letter from a good friend of his saying that he has died, and that his son will be coming with his pack of werewolves, hiding from Volturi hunters. Ratings may change.

All of the werewolves settle into the house that had been lent to them by Carlisle Cullen. Everyone chooses rooms that they like, and the room that had been left for Gabriel seems to be the largest. Taking off his jacket and placing it on a chair, Gabriel flops down onto his bed, sighing deeply. Closing his eyes, he falls into a half-sleep. Just as he does so, and as he hears the house calm down as everyone drifts into sleep, he hears the door to his bedroom slowly open. A small figure walks up to his bed, and he can feel pressure as the person crawls onto the bed beside him. Laying beside him, the person rests their head on his bare chest, causing him to open his eyes halfway, looking down. Hope is laying there smiling up at him, her blue eyes sparkling. She is wearing a small white nighty, as she moves so that she is half-laying on him, her head resting on her arms; which are crossed across his chest.

"Hope? What are you doing here?" Hope shrugs, cuddling up to him. She sighs delicately.

"I had come here because Monica told me to…She told me to give you something, but it makes no sense." Gabriel blinks a few times, silent. He reaches forwards and brushes her hair behind her ear.

"What did she…tell you to give me?" Gabriel's voice is wary. Hope smiles, her expression somewhat confused.

"She told me to give you…well, me." Gabriel groans, and Hope continues, "But that makes no sense. Aren't I already yours?"

"In a sense, yes. Now, go to bed, Hope." He smiles at her, and Hope smirks back. She leans up and kisses him softly, Gabriel not responding at all. Standing up, she smiles at him again, leaving the room; remembering to close the door behind her. Gabriel sighs deeply, knowing that the girl meant absolutely nothing by the kiss. The door to his room opens once more, and Gabriel can see Monica, the red-haired werewolf leaning in the doorway. Sitting up, Gabriel runs a hand through his thick hair.

"What is it, Monica? Is something wrong?" Monica wanders over to him, hips swaying in an over exaggerated manner. She sits beside him, placing a hand on his cheek.

"You really are a good man, Gabriel. She gives herself to you, and you refuse her in the politest possible manner." Gabriel grabs her hand, placing it in her lap.

"Monica, why do you keep trying to do this? You know she doesn't understand what you mean when you talk about such things." Monica smiles seductively, giving him a small giggle.

"That's the fun in it, silly." She leans forwards, taking a deep breath, drawing in his scent. Gabriel freezes, as Monica draws up, placing a hand on his bare chest. Her chocolate eyes meet with his, and she does not look away as she presses her lush lips to his. Gabriel does not react, but instead allows her to slip her arms around her neck. As she slips her tongue between his unresponsive lips, Gabriel places a hand on her tiny waist, pushing her away from him.

"Monica…" he states warningly. Monica sighs deeply, and gets off of the bed, walking out of the room. Gabriel covers his face with his hands, and gets off of the bed. He picks up his jacket, and stalks out of his room, walking down the stairs. As he crosses the living room to get to the front door, he notices Raphael sitting in a large armchair by the fireplace. In Raphael's arms in Carmencita, his daughter. She is snuggled up to Raphael, sleeping soundly. Raphael looks up from stroking Carmencita's hair to smile softly at Gabriel.

"Women problems?" Gabriel laughs with a large smile, and continues out of the house. He walks into the forest, putting his jacket on. As he walks, he can see the lights of the Cullen household through the veil of he trees. Exiting the forest, he stalks over to the house, where he is met by Carlisle. He walks up to the vampire, a small smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. Carlisle smiles at him, welcoming him into the house. The two of them walk in, and Gabriel sits on the couch beside Renesme. Renesme look up at him, smiling from ear to ear. Gabriel grins back, then looks at Carlisle; who is surrounded by his family.

"I just wanted to thank you for what you are doing, Carlisle. I was right in trusting my father's judgment of you." Carlisle smiles softly at the young werewolf, who chuckles as Renesme crawls onto his lap and pats his cheeks. Gabriel places a hand on Renesme's back, making sure that she doesn't fall. Bella flits over to them, picking Renesme up and holding her close. Gabriel stands up, and looks at Carlisle.

"I don't understand how you keep people together so easily. I have so much more troubles with the pack than my father did…" Carlisle smiles at him, placing a hand on his massive shoulder.

"You'll get used to it, Gabriel, They will learn to respect you." Gabriel nods his thanks, then shakes Renesme's outstretched hand, and walks out of the Cullen residence, and back to the house they are renting him.

How long will it take until they respect me, though…

Review, please! How do you like it? The OC's?

~ xoxo, Ryuu