Hey guys! So here's my first attempt at writing for the Twilight category and of course I had to start with a Blackwater story. This is only the beginning, there will be more. Hope you guys enjoy it and let me know what you think. Happy Readings!

"Mating season can be anywhere from January to April with the alpha female having only five to seven days of oestrus. During this time, the alpha pair may move out of the pack temporarily to prevent interruption from other pack members. Also the alpha pair is almost always the only pair to mate, to avoid over population," Seth read from an article in National Geographic as they laid spread out in the Clearwater's house.

Quil and Embry sat further away from the other three, playing some ridiculous game that Leah would never understand, nor would she ever wish to. Guys were just so stupid, but Quil and Embry took top honors in stupidity.

"Leah? Did you hear me?" Seth interrupted her thoughts as she shook her head and looked away from the television screen that showed some sort of Mortal Kombat type of game.

"Huh? What do you want, squirt?" Leah said gruffly as she leaned her head against the arm rest and attempted to block out the pack. It was a Friday evening, and instead of being out with friends, let alone a guy, she was stuck at home with her idiot pack-mates that made the Cullen's seem interesting. At least the bloodsuckers had picked up hobbies, and despite the smell, they weren't so bad to be around. Leah shuddered as the words trailed inside her head. I, Leah Clearwater, actually like those effing bloodsuckers. Leah Clearwater, we hardly knew ye...

"Leah! Listen," Seth said in aggravation as he reread what he had just picked out of the magazine.

Leah opened her eyes as she took in the information Seth had just given her and stared cautiously over at Jacob, who sat at the opposite end of the couch. He shifted uncomfortably and kept his eyes glued to the Car & Driver magazine he had been engrossed in for the past thirty minutes.

"Seth, I don't think you should be reading anything about mating. You're just a kid," Leah said softly as she pulled her legs onto the couch and wrapped her arms around her knees.

Seth rolled his eyes at her and put the magazine down, turning his body to face his Alpha and sister who sat on the couch. "I'm not a kid," he spat out the word in disgust. "I've got a good ten inches and forty pounds on you, sis," Seth gleamed happily as he smirked at Leah. "Besides... that article had nothing to do with me, and everything to do with you two," he laughed as he pointed at Jacob and Leah.

Leah stared at Seth with rage in her eyes, fighting hard the urge to phase and rip her brother a new one after having said such an embarrassing thing. Stealing a quick glance at Jacob, she caught eyes with him as he looked over at her with a face so red, it rivaled the eyes of the bloodsuckers they had fought last winter. Oh God, kill me now! He heard every God-damn word! I'm fucking going to kill my baby brother...

Leah felt her own face redden as she turned and looked at Seth again, who's face seemed just a little bit too pleased to have caused such an uncomfortable situation between his sister and best friend. Letting out a shrieking laugh, Seth picked up the magazine, opened to the page he had gotten the information on and proceeded to read:

"When the two are about to mate, they bond, sleeping close and touching each other more and more. They will approach each other making quiet whining sounds, mouth each others muzzles, touch noses, and bump their bodies together. There may be mutual grooming and nibbling of each other's coats and the two may walk pressed close together. The Male may bow to the female, toss and tilt his head, and lay his legs over her neck in what could only be described as a flirting manner. The two may even sleep side by side.

As the courtship progresses, the male will smell the genital region of the female to determine her readiness to mate, his tongue flicking in and out, testing the air for traces of her sex hormones. If she is not sexually receptive, she will repel the male with growls and snaps of her jaws."

Leah felt her entire body flush warm with the embarrassment but couldn't find the air in her lungs to shut her brother up. She felt her heartbeat pick up and she threw her head against her knees, using her hair to shield her face from Jacob and the rest of the guys who had somehow manage to pick up on the conversation and pause their game in order to pay attention to Seth's little rant.

"Really? That's so interesting," Quil started, his tone one full of wicked amusement. "No wonder Leah is always snapping at poor Jake. She's not 'sexually receptive' and is '[repelling] the male with growls and snaps of her jaws'," he finished on a choked laugh.

Embry roared out in laughter. "Finally! An explanation for Leah's bitchiness!"

"Don't worry, Lee. It's almost January. You guys will be courting and mating in no time," Quil added his two cents that Leah so did not want to hear.

Leah glared out at the pack from between the curtain of her hair and sucked in a ragged breath, ready to assault them with a verbal slur of curses that would put a sailor to shame. Before she was able to attack, however, Jacob cut in.

"Guys. That's enough. Leave her alone."

"Aww, and now Jake is standing up for his alpha female slash mating partner. How adorable," Quil squealed like a little school girl, earning himself a high five from a Embry and only a soft chuckle from Seth. Seth who apparently had heard the harshness in Jake's tone. Seth who had enough common sense to not provoke his alpha any further. Seth who knew his sister well enough to know when he had pushed her a bit too far, and knew when to cut his losses in order so that he might some day still have the option to reproduce if he wanted to.

"Quil, stop," Jacob said, though his voice had very little command and his embarrassment was easily shown on his face.

"What Jake? It's part of nature. You and Leah are bound to mate. Though it's more from a lack of options seeing as she's the only female shape shifter in the history of existence," Quil pressed on.

"You son-of-a-bitch! I will fucking tear you apart, I fucking swear!" Leah screamed as she scrambled to her feet and began to shake uncontrollably.

Seth's eyes widened in shock as he stared at his sister and then quickly over at Quil who was now standing at attention a few feet away, his mouth tightly shut, yet a gleam of humor and excitement still in his eyes.

"Lee, I think you should relax..." Seth said gently as he got up and stupidly placed a hand on Leah's shoulder.

"Fuck you, Seth!" Leah growled as she pushed him away from her and caused him to fall and break through the coffee table in the living room. "You and your big mother-fucking mouth! You couldn't just leave well enough alone!"

"Leah-" Jacob spoke suddenly, his voice stronger as he tried to gain control of the situation. She turned to look at him, her chest heaving and her fists tightly clenched as she fought with every fiber of her being to control the raging need to phase and attack.

Her body shook, her heart beat erratically, her nose tuned in to the smell of Quil, her primary target to attack. Her arms were burning and her legs trembled and pulsed as her muscles stretched out and tried to break through her skin and morph into their animalistic state.

"Seth, get rid of that fucking magazine. And you two, shut the fuck up and get back to your stupid game before I put you on patrol for the whole week, with no break." Jacob stared each at each one of his pack members and then dared a look at Leah.

She had her eyes closed and seemed to be whispering something to herself, which seemed to be working. Her body was no longer convulsing with the threat of phasing. He was proud of her. He thought, for a minute there, that Quil and Embry had signed their death sentences moments ago. Hell, even he wanted to tear a limb off 'em as they said those fucking stupid things.

Leah finally opened her eyes and met his. He gulped at the look he encountered in them and quickly turned away, eying the group and watching as they went back to what they had been doing before the whole National Geographic fiasco.

Seth had begun picking up the broken pieces of wood off the floor and hurried away from Leah and out to the trash compactor outside.

Jacob watched as Leah took a seat and then followed her lead.

"Thanks, Jake," she whispered softly, reaching out and placing her hand over his on his lap.

Jacob held back the gasp the searing feel of her touch elicited in him and looked up at her face. The same amazement crossed her features and he cleared his throat suddenly, breaking the spell. "Sure, Clearwater. Anytime..."