AN: Can't remember if the packs are all telepathically linked again by the whole Volturi confrontation thing in Breaking Dawn so for this lets say they are. It's not a very realistic story but I enjoyed writing it. Please R&R (constructive criticism welcome.) I don't own any characters or anything like that (wish I did though, who doesn't, it's Twilight.) Thanks for reading.

Love: (Verb)Have great affection for; feel sexual passion for; enjoy (something) very much (Noun) Great affection; sexual passion; wholehearted liking for something; beloved person; tennis, squash e.t.c score of nothing.

Imprint: (Noun) Mark made by printing or stamping; publishers name and address on a book (Verb) Produce (a mark) by printing or stamping.

I spy with my little eye something beginning with…err….B

Baby someone suggested; we all looked at Renesme.

No.

Battlefield guessed Embry.

No.

Blonde Jake looked at Rosalie for a moment too long and she glared at him.

Several minds laughed.

Boredom offered Leah.

Ha!

Can we pay a bit more attention please?

Sorry Sam a selection of thoughts chorused.

We're just bored One of the young ones (that felt good to think) mentally moaned. When are they going to stop talking and start…I dunno…anything?

Hey it's all kicking of now. Leah sounded sarcastic but bared her teeth nonetheless as Jacob took Renesme forward for inspection.

I'd never been good at waiting. However I'd just discovered I was very good at telepathic I – Spy, or maybe the rest of the pack was just bad at it; was Bella really that difficult to spot?

Bella

We've stopped playing Jarred; doesn't count.

Does so.

Does not.

Does so.

Does not.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Sorry Sam.

Does So.

I shrugged of Jarred childish jabbering…

Oi!

......... He really reminded me of a fly buzzing around, or a really annoying itch or….

Hey!

Anyway I tried to block him out as and scanned the enemy lines. And.

It was like a bullet train. An electric shock. The burn on your tongue when you drink hot chocolate too soon. It was like something was beating me up from the inside out. Wham! Kapow! Bam! There goes my universe. I was wired up to something. One of those hospital things where those boxes get clapped to your chest and they shock you until you breathe again. I'd been invisible; she was the only one that could see me. All I could think about was how to make her think of me, and everything that we could be.

Whoa! No way. No way.

Maybe it's just a crush; a really crazy, sick crush.

No it's an imprint. The thought echoed around; Quil, Jacob, Sam, Paul, Jarred.

But how's that work? We're supposed to imprint on the girls who'll …y'know…carry on the line best.

Whoa! Mate, this isn't happening.

I was dimly aware of them picking over me; gut me like a fish why don't you?

The thought was like a candle held in front of the sun.

Eurgh! Please don't go all mushy on us.

Embry, this is serious. Seth's in trouble.

I don't get it though; she's a freakin bloodsucker for Christ's sake.

Shut Up! I won't hear a word against her. Got it?

Someone was growling menacingly…oh. Wait. It was me. I hadn't realised. Well good; how dare they say that about her?

Frankly I was surprised they weren't tripping over each other in an effort to be where she was. I know I was dying to be somewhere- anywhere- where she'd ever been. I wanted her here. Her eyes looking into mine. So lost I thought I'd never get home. Her beautiful eyes.

Her beautiful scarlet eyes.

Which one is she; what's her name?

I for one didn't care if it was Richard. I didn't care if her eyes were pink with yellow polka dots. I didn't care if she was the centre pillar of the entire Volturi.

I think it must be Jane.

Jane? It was delicious. It sounded like a jam jar opening.

Great. A dozen or so thoughts sighed and grumbled.

Yeah. Great.

Later….

List 7 things you hate about her

Imagine her on the toilet

Dude. You need a hobby.

I'll start you off…erm….she sadistic; she's waaay too short for you.

She seemed pretty possessive. Y'know with Aro and him getting Bella a present

Not to mention awfully fond of her brother.

What do you think they're...?

Incest!

"Grrrrrrrr"

Sorry mate. Not helping

We were walking away from the battlefield (although there was never actually any battle) and the pack were "helping" me get over Jane (I felt like such a stupid girl).

Oi! Watch it!

Sorry Leah.

It took an Alpha command to stop me running to her- sweeping her feet off the ground and spinning her around in my arms- when she turned away.

Instead I watched her go, with the rest of them.

I treasured every memory; hugging it too me, her hair, her eyes, the way the sky was her own kind of blue, the way her face was like a plate; flashing at times dull at others.

I already knew. There was no getting over Jane. I'd never stop feeling this….much. And I'd never feel the same way about anyone else, ever. Anything I felt would seem dull, like a crow compared to a swan (I'd heard that somewhere before?) by comparison to….this.

So low I couldn't feel anything at all.

Nothing but Jane. Forever and always.

The craziest thing was I could list 7 things I hated about her. I could easily. And the thing I hated the most; she made me love her.

She made me like it when she snarled at Bella. My heart raced and swelled when she tried to spitfire pain at us. She was insane, I acted insane. Even now all I wanted to do was scream her praises to the heavens:

Gimmie a J! Gimmie an A! Gimmie an N! Gimmie an…..

Seth.

Yes?

What. The. Hell.

AN: Hope you're enjoying it so far.