I would've thought that telling people about me and Jake would only get easier, but it was the exact opposite. He drove me to his house first, where my mom had been hanging around lately. It was easy to see that neither one of them minded that much. My mom was ecstatic and I heard her whisper a thank you in Jacob's ear. Billy smiled at me in approval. So all was good there. I was happy that at least the people on one side of our lives wouldn't give us a hard time, but I knew as we drove up to Emily's little cottage that things were only going to get more complicated from there. I tried to breathe evenly as we got out of the car.

"Its okay, Leah. You're not guilty for anything," Jacob said, brushing my hair out of my face. He kissed my forehead lightly, and then took my hand as we ascended the steps. Jacob opened the door for me, and I entered Emily's kitchen. All eight of the other werewolves plus imprints sat at Emily's enormous kitchen table. It must have been a wedding gift because it seemed ten times bigger. Everyone had a seat, and everyone seemed comfortable enough. When Emily saw me, she dropped the pot she was holding which landed with a clatter to the tiled floors, and threw her arms around me.

"Leah!" she screamed. "Oh my gosh it's so good to see you! I thought you were mad at me!" she pulled back from the hug.

"Nope, not mad at all," I said, and my voice didn't betray my emotions, which pleased me. I glanced over at Jacob. He wasn't looking at me, so I followed his gaze over to Paul's eyes. It seemed as though they were having a silent exchange. Jacob's face looked upset. I frowned. So Paul did know.

"Hey, Leah, hey Jake" Seth said. He said, his gaze wandering. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and zeroed in on Jacob and my hands that were intertwined. I ignored it. He'd find out soon enough.

"Emily, can I talk to you alone? Maybe we can take a walk?" I suggested gesturing towards the door. She nodded happily. She slipped on a pair of flip flops, and grabbed a jacket. She took my hand, and we walked down her driveway and along a path for a while in silence. I was thinking about how to say what I needed to say. She seemed to be thinking about something too.

"I have some news," we both said simultaneously. I looked at her, and we giggled nervously.

"You can go," Emily told me, but I shook my head.

"No, you first," I encouraged, Emily hesitated, but agreed.

"Leah, I don't want you to be mad at me, okay? I don't think I could stand it if we were as bitter as we were before. I hope you're happy for me, but if you're not I completely understand," she said.

"Em, what's going on?" I asked. She paused again, chewing on her bottom lip.

"Leah, I'm pregnant!" she said, excitement burning through her sorry façade. I didn't respond at first. I dropped my hand from hers, and my muscles tensed. Instantly, I relaxed.

"Wow, Em. That's really…unexpected," I said, trying to find words that could make me sound nice, but having a hard time.

"Leah, I understand if you're angry with me…"

"No!" I cut her off. She looked at me, somewhat alarmed. "Emily, that's amazing. Congratulations! I'm so happy for you!"

"You're not mad?" she asked, scrutinizing my face, looking for the usual signs that I was lying. Dark eyes, tight smile, a slight flush in my cheeks, but apparently she saw nothing. I wasn't mad. If I didn't have Jacob, I would have been. I was really happy for her, and that was an extremely pleasant surprise. Of course I was ten shades of jealous.

"No, Em! That's amazing! How long? I mean how far along are you?" I asked, genuinely interested. I guessed that our friendship could be less tense than it was before.

"Only six weeks," she said, lovingly stroking her stomach. I did notice a tiny difference. If I didn't know any better I would've just assumed she'd gained weight. "It's hard to wrap my head around. I mean, there's a baby in there. A living, breathing, baby!" I nodded.

"Wow, pregnant," I mumbled. It was surprising, I guessed. I was preparing myself for it though. I looked at Emily. Her face, wounded and scarred was still extraordinarily beautiful. How was that possible? Her petite body, the slight bulge that was subtly noticeable jutting out from her hips. Her doomed half-smile. The most gorgeous thing I'd ever seen. Their baby would be beautiful. No doubt about it. If it was a girl, I hoped it would look just like Emily, minus the scars. I bet that's what they were hoping too.

Emily, caught up in her own news, completely forgot about me, and suggested that we get back and finish cooking dinner before the boys gave up and ordered pizza. Again.

When we got back into the house, I was kind of angry that I hadn't told Emily, but was totally distracted when Jacob's gaze settled on me as I walked into the room. I sat on the couch beside him at a safe distance, though I wished I could be much closer. Jacob was sitting alone, the rest of the werewolves were seated staring at him with angered eyes. I frowned at that. I wasn't that bad, was I? I scanned the table, noticing Seth was gone.

"Where is he?" I asked, whispering in Jacob's ear.

"He said he needed time to himself," Jacob said back, his warm breath caressing my neck.

"Did you tell Emily?" he asked. I hung my head. I was embarrassed that I hadn't told her.

"Don't worry, I'll do it," he assured me. "No big deal."

"I'm going to go talk to Seth," I said, starting to stand. Jacob stood with me, but I shoved him back onto the couch.

"I'll be fine," I laughed, and I could feel everyone's confused stares follow me out the door. I hadn't laughed whole-heartedly in a really long time. If the laugh wasn't sarcastic, they probably hadn't heard it.

I ran into the forest, trying to find where Seth might have left his clothes. I wandered until I found the remains of his white t-shirt that he had been wearing. A few feet farther, and I found a pair of destroyed jeans. I saw two white sneakers that he had saved before he phased. That was good. Mom couldn't afford another pair. I would know. I did all the money in this family to keep us from falling apart.

I took off my clothes, and phased quickly.

Seth? I called in my head; I saw where he was immediately and ran to it.

Lee?

Can I talk to you?

Maybe.

I'm sorry, Seth.

You have nothing to be sorry about, Lee.

Actually, yeah I do. I know that I haven't been the best sister ever since Sam left me...wow I could talk about that freely now. Everything I had grieved over before the imprint meant almost nothing now. It's going to be weird for a while, Seth, but I know that we can get through this. It'll be strange, I admit, but I can't help it. I wish you could feel how I feel. It makes me happy that someday you will feel this way about someone.

Lee?

Yeah?

I can hear your thoughts. I know how you feel. I'm happy for you.

Seth, you can't feel something through someone's thoughts. Not something like this. I wish that you could experience this firsthand. It makes you so...happy. So...complete. It's like I'm not missing anything because I have everything I could ever want. And that's putting it lightly. I wish I could describe in a good way how I'm feeling, Seth, but I can't. I just can't. There are no words…

I get it Leah. You love him. Whoop dee doo!

You don't get it, Seth. It's okay. Someday you will. I can't wait for that day. She'll be lucky.

He rolled his eyes.

I'm not kidding.

Whatever, Lee. Let's just get back. Can you ask Sam if I can borrow some clothes?

Fine. You need to stop phasing on impulse, though. I'm running out of clothes because of you.

He laughed, though it was true. I phased back, and changed quickly. I ran back to the house.

"Everything cool?" Jacob asked the second I got in the door.

"Everything's fine," I confirmed. "But Sam, Seth wants to borrow some clothes…again." I giggled quietly. Sam rolled his eyes, but left the room. He went into the bedroom, and came back with a pair of sweats and a t-shirt I knew from looking would be bigger than Seth.

"I'll bring it to him," Sam said, and left. It was silent for a long time. Nobody spoke. The only sound was the outdoors and everyone's breathing. It was an awkward, uncomfortable silence.

"Well, this is big," Embry said. I looked up at him, glaring. He looked back at the floor. I heard a slight sniffling coming from the corner. I looked to see Emily with tears in her eyes.

"Em?" I asked, approaching her. "What's wrong?"

"I just don't understand why you didn't tell me, Leah. I'm happy for you, but why didn't you tell me?" It was hard to tell if she was truly upset about this, or if it was just the emotional hormones from the pregnancy. I stared at her for a moment.

"Emily, I was just about to tell you outside, but your news seemed so much more important," I explained, lying only the slightest bit. She nodded weakly.

"Okay," she said. I gave her a hug, and she squeezed me to her chest. I turned around, and all the guys were staring at us with confused looks on their faces. I laughed. They didn't.

The phone rang. Nobody moved to pick it up. The werewolves sat frozen at the table, not touching their food which was a first. The phone rang and rang. Finally, Jacob picked up.

"Hello?" he asked. There was a pause for the other person to speak.

"Yeah, hold on," he said. He then handed the phone to me. "It's your mom." I smiled, than took the phone.

"Hello?" I said, wondering what on earth my mom could possibly want.

"Sweetheart? It's mom," she said.

"I know, mom. What is it?"

"Sweetie, I would actually like it, if you're not on patrol tonight, if you would come home. I want to talk to you alone. It's nothing bad, just I want to speak with you about today's events."

"Okay, sure mom. I'll do that. I'll see you soon," I hung up. Everyone looked at me..

"My mom wants me to go home," I said quietly, suddenly embarrassed to be around them. "Seth, she told me to tell you to stay here," I continued. Even though that's not what she said, I told him that because I didn't want Seth in the room when my mom talked about the imprint.

"I'll take you home," Jacob offered, standing up. I nodded, and slipped into his arms.

"Goodnight everyone," I said quietly. I got a few grunts in response.

My mom just wanted to have one of those cheesy mother-daughter talks. It was corny, but I went along with it. She said she was happy that I wouldn't be so miserable anymore, and that she was happy that I would be nicer now. I apologized for everything I had said that hurt her...blah, blah, blah...whatever. I went to bed with a smile on my face, and for once, I didn't cry myself to sleep. I didn't have horrible nightmares, just a beautiful, dreamless sleep. When I woke up, Jacob was there. I smiled at him, lying next to me in my bed.

"Good morning, princess," he said, a small smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Good morning," I repeated, pecking him lightly on the mouth.

"How did you sleep?" he asked.

"Fine," I said. I felt really rested, energized, and awake.

"What day is it, again?"

"Sunday. Did you want to go see the Cullens today?" he asked. It was like he could read my mind, even when we were human. That was what I was going to suggest.

"Yeah," I said, stretching, and getting out of bed. I looked in the mirror and frowned. My hair was all over the place, knotted and scraggly. I tried to finger-comb it, but my fingers wouldn't budge. I groaned and swung it up into a ponytail. Jacob watched me the entire time.

"Do you know how beautiful you are?" he asked out of the blue as I finished with my hair. I laughed.

"Jake, I just woke up, my hairs a mess…" He stood up, and cupped my face in his hand.

"Only you could pull that off," he whispered, and kissed me lightly on the mouth. The kiss soon turned more violent as I squeezed him to my body, and his arms snaked around my waist. My heart was beating a mile a minute, and I could hear his was the same. My hands moved themselves to his neck, and locked them there. Eventually, Jake pulled away. I pouted. He laughed.

"Later," he promised, then grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door to his car.

The ride to the Cullen place was comfortably silent. I smiled the whole way there, and he whistled a cheery melody that I didn't recognize. It instantly put me in a good mood. Again, we both winced as the sweet vampire smell enveloped the area. We laughed at our identical reactions.

I was nervous as the big white house with the perfect green lawn came into view. I contemplated what I was going to say. I could hear some chuckling and some voices talking at vampire speed. I frowned because I couldn't understand a word they said. My name stood out though, and it was linked with Jacob's. I smiled again.

Jacob took my hand and we approached the house. Time seemed to slow from the time that we walked up the front steps, to the time Jacob entered (without knocking of course) and the time that we entered the room side by side.

"So, you imprinted," Edward said.

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