I'm revising this fic just a bit, more details and all that, so please review! This is an idea I got from reading another Leah/Felix fic. It starts at the end of Breaking Dawn while Aro is deciding the Cullens' fate. Please review!

Felix's point of view:

My eyes scanned over the group across from us. I knew what Aro would decide. We had come to end them. The half-human, half-vampire was our reason for our visit and attack. At least that was our excuse while we tried to gain more numbers in the form of Edward, Alice, and said half-human and vampire. We also had to end the Cullen coven. Their size was becoming a concern to Aro and Caius. They were unnatural for our kind.

My eyes ran over the line of wolves that stood in a line to our left. They were interesting, to say the least.

My thoughts went to the idea of having them as lap dogs and the power they would give us. They could be loyal servants as well as an easily disposed tool if need be. I smirked at the thought as my eyes ran down the line, ending on the wolf at the end of it. I could tell immediately by the size that it was female. My eyes roamed her gray, wolf form wondering what she looked like in her human one.

Her eyes met mine, and I felt something change in me. I wanted to know her more on a personal level. What was she like? I shook my head. I wanted to see her in human form, sleep with her, and be done with it. Another part of me argued with myself that I wanted to know the girl. I wanted to know her likes, dislikes, and everything about her. I had to know her.

My eyes snapped back to our leader as he gave his verdict. The Cullens and their witnesses would be allowed to live. Disappointment shot through me. I wanted a fight.

My eyes went back to hers, and relief replaced my disappointment. She'd live. Those around her hugged and kissed each other; her pack nudged each other and let yips of excitement out, some even chasing each other. She, however, didn't move as her chocolate eyes held mine. I had to leave. I had to make her mine. I had to have a relationship with her.

I frowned, not knowing how I would get to her without alerting myself to my masters. Could I get away from them without giving them my reason for leaving? My eyes shot to Eleazar, knowing he had left without a fight or questioning. I would too as long as my reasoning wasn't clear. I didn't want them coming after her because of me. I quickly thought about my options before deciding on a plan. I knew I would not be returning home to Italy tonight, though.

Leah's point of view:

We had won, and we would live, but I felt as though I had lost. I had thought I wanted to imprint, sort of. I wanted, need to forget about Sam, but I didn't want to be forced to love someone. I wanted to fall in love the normal way, to choose to spend my life with someone. Now that it had happened, a part of me rejoiced that I could now think of Sam and not feel an ounce of pain or regret. I could think of Emily without feeling the heartbreak at the thought of her being better than I was. Maybe now we could become close as sisters again.

I felt sick as I looked at my imprint, my vampire imprint that happened to be a part of the Volturi, the worst of the worst. His red eyes looked into mine, and my heart clenched at the thought of him being part of the Volturi. He'd hurt countless people, innocent people that should've died of old age. I doubted he'd care about me, and he would return to Italy, totally unaware of me, taking my heart and soul with him.

I then turned and ran toward the woods without any destination in mind. I felt grateful that I was the fastest runner of the group, even with our new additions. I could feel the surprise of my pack mates as they realized the reason of my sudden departure. I just hoped they wouldn't provoke the Volturi into a fight because of this. This freak imprint wasn't their fault, and they didn't need to start a fight over it when we just got out of their clutches.

I ran as fast as I could to the cliffs of First Beach, I knew they would find me here, but I didn't care. I loved coming here because it was the one place I could come to get a clear head. I phased and curled up under a tree not carrying who found me and saw me without clothes on. I started to cry. This moment should have been happy, but it wasn't. My world was still torn apart by the aftermath of meeting with the Volturi. I cried until I felt numb and my eyes were dry. I curled further into myself and just lied there for who knows how long until he showed up.

Felix's point of view:

I managed to get away. In our travel, it wasn't unexpected for one or a small group of us to go hunting. I claimed that I needed to hunt, glad when no one went with me. It must have been fate, not that I believed in that kind of thing. I ran through the woods, unsure of how to proceed. I knew I would have to get through the rest of the pack though, and I knew that they could kill me if they wanted. I had to find her. There was an ache in my chest from being apart from her even though we had yet to interact.

I made my way toward where I knew she would be. It was like there was this weird draw I had to her. In my mind, I imagined what she would look like, what she would say, what her personality would be like, and any other quirk that she may have. To my surprise, I didn't meet any of her pack or the Cullens. Using my pull to her, I ended up on the cliffs overlooking the ocean. I looked for her found her curled under a tree.

My eyes scanned her body. Normally I would have lingered over every aspect of the nude female body, but I couldn't help but focus on her behavior. Her arms were wrapped around herself, she was shaking, and I knew the shaking wasn't from the cold. I stepped toward her, and she looked up at me.

Leah's point of view:

I could smell and hear him as he walked toward me. I didn't want to look up at him, but I couldn't help myself. We stared at each other for a long moment. I could tell he was debating about something: what about I had no idea. Without thinking, I stood, ignoring the fact that I was naked. I slowly walked towards him, while his eyes traveled from my toes to my eyes, where they stayed.

He was tall, way taller than anyone I'd met. His large frame towered over me. My eyes stayed on his though. They were red, but I didn't notice that. He was looking at me like Sam looked at Emily, the look I thought I'd deserve from him, something that was never mine in the first place. In that moment I knew, I knew, that everything was right. He was right. There was nothing to worry about in our relationship. Anything about his past didn't matter because he came on his own. I knew that he would change his diet habits for me.

I didn't know exactly how it happened or why, but I felt myself being wrapped up in Felix's arms. I wrapped my arms around his waist and laid my head on his chest. I could feel his huge muscles through his thick clothes. His large hands traveled up and down my back. We were silent for a long moment before I pulled away far enough to look into his eyes and moved my hand to his smooth cheek.

"How did you know?" I whispered.

"I had to make you mine," he said honestly, his eyes were filled with that desire. "I had to know you."

"I want you too," I whispered. "More than you know."

"I think I have some idea." He grinned down at me.

His arms wrapped around me further, pulling me against him again, and I was surprised at the fact that his cold body didn't bother me. His cold skin sent shockwaves through my body, as if it was tuning itself to his body. I knew then that this unnatural imprint would work out. His past didn't matter and I knew that his hunting patterns would change. Any worries I had melted away. I laid my head on his chest when I heard them. Contentment flowed through me as he held me close to him. I could feel a humming travel through his body. Our moment, however, was broken when I heard my brothers running toward us.

I cursed and looked up at his face again.

"Here," he said, pulling off the red cloak that hung across his broad shoulders.

"Thanks," I said giving him a weak smile.

I pulled the cloak around me, feeling tiny in it.

"I like you in my clothes," he said huskily.

"You had better not let my brothers hear you say things like that," I whispered.

"Why not?"

"They are bound to be mad about this," I said, gesturing between us.

"We'll be fine," he said, cupping my cheek. "I'm not worried about that."

At that moment, I wanted to pull him into a kiss, but I didn't want the moment to be ruined by my pack brothers on some mission to try to 'save and protect' me. I heard my brothers shift before they walked over to us. I was glad it was just our pack of Jacob, Seth, Embry and Quil. In a weird way, we had grown close during the time we had been infested by vampires while we awaited the Volturi's arrival. I was surprised when Edward stepped out from the woods behind my brothers.

Jacob and Seth glared at Felix and I placed myself in front of him which earned a growl from Seth. I frowned at Seth; it wasn't like him to growl at someone like that, especially since he was the vampire-lover of the group.

"So it's true?" Jacob asked, blinking at my stance in front of Felix.

"Yes," I said folding my arms across my chest. Not that they could tell with me draped in the cloak.

"But him?" Seth asked venomously. "You know what he's a part of and what he's done. He isn't like the Cullens, Leah."

"I know that Seth," I argued back. "I wouldn't have imprinted, though, if he wasn't going to change, if he wasn't right for me. You should know this."

Seth glared at Felix before looking at the ground.

"He's interested in her," Edward said to Jacob, "and he was thinking about leaving the Volturi even before today."

"I still don't trust him," Seth said folding his arms. It wasn't like him to be so angry. "You shouldn't be with him."

"I don't think that is up to you," Felix said, speaking up for me.

"It's not up to you, either," Seth shot back.

I could see Seth shaking. I grabbed Felix's wrist, which caused Seth to curl his hands into a fist.

"Get away from my sister," Seth said in a low voice, who was close to phasing.

"It's up to her," Felix said retorted. "She wants to be near me, I won't stop her."

"Because I'm sure you want her for some sick and twisted one-night stand," Seth said through clenched teeth. "I don't want my sister to be hurt again."

I felt Felix try to push past me toward Seth just as he phased. I phased just as quickly and jumped in between them feeling the force of Seth's body crushing my left shoulder. I let out a whimper of pain, and everything went dark.

Felix's point of view:

I watched her sleep as I held her right hand, the scene of her getting hurt replaying in my mind. In those few moments of talking with Leah before her brothers had shown up, I had realized that I couldn't and wouldn't give her up. I'd do anything to stay with her. She accepted me for who I was and not keep me around to get something from me. She'd be happy with whatever I wanted to give her which was anything she wanted. She defended me against her own brothers, her family.

I gritted my teeth when I thought of how I shouldn't have risen to Seth's bait. At the same time, I had to admit the truth of his words. If I were him, I wouldn't want someone like me to be romantically involved with my sister. I had killed countless people and used many women to get what I wanted. I ran my hand through my hair as I watched her. I didn't deserve her. I was a stained man. She was hurt because of me.

"She's going to be fine, Felix," Carlisle said, sitting in the chair across from me.

"How can you be sure?"

"Because they heal fast," he said reassuring me. "I had to treat a similar wound of Jacob's before, and he is perfectly healthy."

I huffed, running my hand through my hair again as I looked at her sleeping face.

"Esme and I wanted to let you and Leah know that you two can stay in this house as long as you'd like," Carlisle said.

"What?" I asked, my eyes snapping up to look at Carlisle.

"We were thinking of letting the pack use the house when they needed to since it's so near their treaty line," he explained. "It seems fitting to let the two of you use it."

"If we can get her family agree to let us stay here."

"They will let you stay here." Carlisle promised me.

I snorted.

"The pack was talking about it at our house while I was there," he said. "Edward got a good look into your mind, and that was enough to convince them of the bond that you two share."

I was silent for a moment, debating on telling him my thoughts.

"I'm not sure how to handle this," I said, surprised that I was telling him this, somehow. The old Felix was scoffing at my confession to a person whose family I was sent out to kill days earlier. "I've thought about leaving the Volturi lately. I'm tired of Aro's manipulation. I thought if I ever did leave them it would be better planned out than this. Now I find I have this connection with this woman who is part of a group of shape-shifters that kill vampires whose family doesn't want us together."

"It's a big change," Carlisle agreed. "It will take some time for everybody to adjust to."

"How have you been able to adjust to not drinking human blood?"

"It had to do with my upbringing," he said, "I never wanted to be a monster. Instinct drove me to drink animal blood. Drinking animal blood helped me to accept the fact of what I had become. I had to fight though, for many years to gain control. Now I work on saving human lives."

I hoped I would be able to have the same passion one day for not drinking human blood. We sat in silence and my eyes fell back onto Leah's face. Her lips were full, and when we were talking I couldn't help but think about kissing them. I knew they'd be soft and warm. Her skin felt smooth against my fingers as I traced patterns against her skin. I'd wonder how soon she'd be awake. I didn't know much of human sleeping nature but it seemed to me that she should be awake by now.

"How soon will she wake up?" I asked, not moving my eyes from her face.

"Any moment now, the drugs I gave her should be wearing off and I'll be able to put her arm in a sling."

I watched her face for ten agonizing minutes before she started to move. I felt relief run through me. Her face scrunched up, and she moaned gently in pain. I wished that I could take her pain away

"Felix?" she asked in a weak voice.

Her eyes opened and looked around, but I could tell they were unable to focus.

"I'm here," I said brushing her hair away from her forehead.

"What happened?"

"You blocked Seth and me from each other and you…," I said, wincing at the memory. "You got crushed between us."

"Did he hurt you?" she asked, her eyes focusing on me.

"No," I said, "I'm fine, but I'm more worried about you. Carlisle had to re-break your bones."

"Where is Seth?" she asked. "I'm going to kill him."

"Leah, you need to rest and let yourself heal before you talk with Seth," Carlisle said. Leah looked at him and frowned. "He is feeling awful for what he did and is willing to work things out between you three."

Leah huffed, and I couldn't help but grin at her. Her temper was a turn-on, a major turn-on.

"I have a cast on you, but I want to get that out of you and have you wear a sling," Carlisle continued. "I think you can wear it for a couple of hours before taking it off."

I gritted my teeth as Carlisle took the cast off of her. She didn't move, but winced a few times as he put on the sling. I hated it.

"If you start to have pain, you can just put ice on your shoulder," Carlisle said, giving me a knowing look as he adjusted the sling on Leah's arm.

"Fine," she said, looking around at the room. "Where are we?"

"At a house that belongs to Esme and me," Carlisle said, "but we would like you and Felix to use it for as long as you'd like."

"I don't understand," Leah said, looking at Carlisle like he was nuts. "I've never treated you and your family … well."

"No," Carlisle said honestly but not unkindly, "but after all you've done to stand by my granddaughter, it is the least we can do."

"You are far better person than I gave you credit for," she said, shaking her head at him.

"It's the least I can do," Carlisle said, patting Leah's hand. "Well, I'll let the others know what's going on. When you two are ready, come by the main house."

"Thank you, Carlisle," I said quietly, and he nodded in my direction.

Carlisle left the room, and Leah sighed and leaned back against the headboard.

"Do you need anything?" I asked.

"Some water would be nice."

"I'll go get you some," I said, standing.

"I'll go with you."

"Are you sure you should be walking?" I asked, eyeing her.

"I'm sure," she said swinging her legs over the bed.

She tried to stand and her legs became weak and gave out but I quickly caught her before she hit the floor.

"Completely useless," she said, glaring at her legs.

"You have been out for several days."

"I have?" She looked at me in surprise.

"Yes," I told her as I carried her into the kitchen and set her down at the kitchen table. "Like I said, Carlisle had to re-break your bones. He put you under for a few days so you'd heal with little pain."

I grabbed a glass, filled it with water, and put the glass down in front of her as I talked. She drank greedily.

"Do you want something to eat?" I asked, leaning against the nearby counter. "Esme sent some food over for you."

"Oh," she said. "I guess so."

I opened the fridge and grabbed the plate.

"Here," she said, reaching out her hand. I put the plate in her hand, and she pulled off the cover on the plate and started to devour the sandwich.

"Is it good?" I asked, sitting next to her.

"Very," she said with her mouth full.

"If you say so."

"You have no idea what you are missing."

She finished her food quickly, while I filled her glass with water again.

"Do you think you could help me to the bathroom?"


I led her to the bathroom, she leaned against my side while my arm wrapped around her waist. When we go to the bathroom, I regretfully let her go.

"I'll be out in just a minute," she said, smiling at me before closing the door.

I leaned against the wall, waiting until she was done. It took several moments but being away from her for that long left me feeling lonely.

Leah's point of view:

I leaned against the counter for support as I washed, or tried to wash, my hands with one arm in a sling. I looked up and ran my fingers through my hair, trying to make myself look better. I glanced over at the large tub, a smile spreading across my face as an idea came to mind. I opened the door to find Felix leaning against the wall with a look on his face that made me want to reach out to him.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"I don't like it when you are away from me," he said honestly.

I felt surprised by his answer. We had only known each other for a short time, and yet we were already so deeply connected to each other. I knew that is how I felt for him but for him to feel the same already surprised me.

"Help me to bed," I said, "and then we'll talk."

I sat across his lap with my legs curled under me while he leaned against the headboard. His long, thick arms wound their way around me.

"Did they explain the imprint to you?" I asked.

"No," he said quietly, "but I heard enough conversations about it to have an idea of what it means for us."

"It's a wolf thing," I said, reaching up my hand I traced his cheek with my fingers. "When we find our mates, we feel such an intense feeling and connection. It makes us better fighters and protectors. You are my everything."

"Even though I am the one that you are supposed to be fighting against?"

"It wouldn't have happened if it wasn't meant to be," I said, placing my palm against my cheek.

He was silent for a few moments while his eyes searched mine.

"I've never had anyone care about me," Felix confessed. "This is all new to me."

"You weren't close to anyone … before with the Volturi?"

"No," he said, looking away as if ashamed. "We had each other for selfish reasons, for power or lust usually."

He stopped and swallowed.

"I'm sure you don't want to hear the rest."

"I do, Felix. I need to know. I want to know everything about you."

He took in a deep breath and let it out.

"I was 30 when the Volturi turned me, that's all I really know from my human life," he started in a flat voice. "They knew I'd be useful because of my size. My first hundred years …"

I ran my hands up and down his arms to comfort him.

"My first hundred years, I loved my job. I had so much power. I had plenty of blood, and all of the women I wanted." He gave me a sad smile while caressing my cheek as my heart clenched. I assumed that his past would be like this, but it was still hard to hear. "The last hundred years I began to see how much power Aro had over me, over us. He always told us where to go, who to go after. I got tired of being his errand boy. I wanted to leave so badly, be my own man. I could not think of a way out, at least until now."

We were silent as I absorbed his past. Closing my eyes, I laid my head against his chest. It should've bothered me more, but I couldn't help but not care. He wasn't what I thought he'd be. He had his mistakes, but the desire to continue them weren't there.

I opened my eyes to see him watching me with worry written over his face. His eyes looked down in shame. Pressing both of my hands against his cheeks, I forced him to look at me.

"That is your past," I said. "I'm not worried about that. You are here now with me. I know you can be … are a good man. You've shown me so far by how you've taken care of me and by leaving the Volturi."

"Thank you, Leah."

He touched his forehead to mine, and I was quickly lost in his scent and the feel of his cold skin against mine. Usually the feeling of vampire skin would have left me screaming for the hills, but this was different. I shuddered in pleasure, no man had ever affected me the way that this man did.

"Am I hurting you?" he asked, pulling away from me.

"No," I said, my voice sounding lower than it usually did. "The cold feels good against my shoulder."

"Oh," he said, running his hand up and down my shoulder.

"Thank you," I whispered.

"You're welcome," he said in a deeper voice.

Our eyes locked as has his hand continued to rub my aching muscles. Slowly, our faces moved towards each other's. I held my breath as his lips met mine. I grasped as a million jolts ran through me. I couldn't even describe how incredible it felt to be kissed by him. Our lips danced together slowly as he pulled me closer to him.

I wound my hand through his hair to pull him closer as I felt his tongue run across the seam of my mouth. Out tongues caressed each other as our kisses deepened. I felt an ache develop from his kisses and touches, and I would be left needing more soon. We broke away, me breathing hard. He gave me a few more light kisses before pulling me close. I cuddled into his chest, feeling content for the first time in ages.

"Now what?" he asked after twenty minutes of silence.

"Will you help me take a bath?" I asked looking at him.

I laughed as he scooped me up and ran us to the bathroom.

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