Thanks so much for the reviews! Leah's point of view:

I took a deep breath as I pulled into my mother's driveway. I felt extremely nervous, which never happened when I talked with Mom about the men I dated. When I was with Sam, I usually shared tell her every detail about our dates, and we didn't have any issue discussing my physical relationship with him, either.

She would be unhappy with the news of my imprinting on a vampire, though. I could picture the scowl on her face when I told her about him. She would be unhappy that I was happy with a vampire. Would she say how disappointed my father would be in me?

I took a deep breath, thinking of how much had changed within the past week. Ever since I had met and imprinted on Felix. I was happy now, and hopefully, she would sense this.

"Let's get this over with," I muttered.

I walked into the house. The scent of my favorite cookies hit me as soon as I stepped in.

"Mom?" I asked.

"In the kitchen," she called back.

I walked into Mom's modest kitchen, where she was bent over the stove, pulling cookies out of it.

"Oh good, I got here before the boys," I said cheerfully.

"Yes," Mom said, keeping her back to me as she placed the cookies on a cooling rack. "So how have things been since your near fight?"

Oh good, she doesn't know yet. I felt grateful that Seth hadn't told her about Felix and me. It was my job to fill her in on my new relationship.

"Mom, I have something to tell you," I said nervously.

From the tone of my voice Mom to turn and look at me up and down.

"So you came to tell me why I haven't seen you since the battle?" she asked. She examined me more closely "You look different. You look happy."

"I am, Mom … I've imprinted."

"Oh dear, I'm happy for you," she said. "You really do look happy."

"I really am," I said thinking of Felix. A big smile crossed my face.

"So who is this boy?" she asked. Mom knew that I had hoped to imprint so I could move on from my feelings for Sam. "Is he Quileute, do I know his parents, and when do I get to meet him?"

"Mom, you had better sit down."

She sat down, and I ran my hand through my hair nervously.

"Leah, you're starting to worry me," she said. "It's not like he's a vampire or anything."

I blinked at my mother and felt the blood drain away from my face.

"Leah, please tell me I am wrong," she whispered.

"I'm sorry, Mom," I whispered back.

I watched her stand on shaky legs and move to the oven. She started putting the cookies on the cooling rack. I knew that she needed time to process what I just told her, so I waited patiently.

After she finished, she put her palms on the counter, and looked out the window. I got up cautiously and moved next to her.

"Mom?" I ventured. "Please say something."

She was silent so I put my hand on her shoulder which caused her to face me.

"Are you angry with me?"

"Why would I be angry?" She looked surprised.

"Because I imprinted on a vampire," I whispered.

"I'm not angry, sweetie," she said soothingly. "This is just hard to digest."

"Are you sure you aren't angry?" I asked, searching her eyes.

"I'm sure," she said, and gave me a gentle smile. "I always thought that Seth would be the one to imprint on the vampire."

I threw my head back and laughed at that comment. Mom would think something like that.

"So when do I get to meet him?"

"Would tomorrow night be alright?"

"I'd like that," she said. "So where is he now?"

"He's working with the pack in the shop."

"How did your brother react?"

"He decided to become the protective brother on me now that I've imprinted," I said, rolling my eyes.

"He's just trying to look after you," Mom said, putting her hand on my cheek. "So where are you staying?"

"In a house that belongs to the Cullens."

"I never thought I'd see the day where you would be staying in a house of theirs."

"Neither did I," I admitted. "That's the nice thing about imprinting: it changes things in a good way."

"Are you being safe?"

"Mom," I said, sighing. "I can't get pregnant, and we won't be sleeping with anyone else, so we don't have to worry about protection."

"I guess so." She looked skeptical.

I could tell by the look on her face that she was upset that I couldn't give her grandkids. There was always, Seth though.

"So, what's he like?" Mom asked.

"His name is Felix," I said, the ever present grin crossing my face. "He was part of the Volturi."

Mom flinched and raised her hand to throat.

"I … I know it's unusual, and against everything you and Dad raised us against, but …"

"I know, sweetie. You love him. I can't deny the happiness I see when you talk about him. Your eyes light up and you get this goofy grin." Mom sighed. "It reminds me of when I met your dad."

"And Pop wasn't happy with him," I said. I heard their story a thousand times.

"But he loved your father, and I'm sure I'll love Felix too." Mom put her hand on mine.

"I'm sure you will," I replied, turning my hand over.

Seth's point of view:

I sighed as I watched Felix leave. It had been his second day at the shop, and I watched him closely. I had to do it for my sister. He worked hard and seemed to enjoy working with cars. He didn't show an ounce of temptation when customers came into the store, but that could only mean so much.

I ran my fingers through my hair. I had to admit, Felix wasn't a bad guy. I still had my reservations and the 'what ifs' running through my mind, though. And he was a part of the Volturi. I couldn't get over that. What if he ended up using her? What if he left for Italy? What if he broke her heart? I knew she would be crushed if any of those things happened.

I just didn't know if I was willing to accept it yet, but I could see myself accepting their relationship someday.

My head snapped to the front of the shop as I heard my name. I could see Sam talking with Jacob, who was looking over his shoulder at me. Jacob gestured to me to join them. I stood, wiped my hand off on a rag, and walked to the front.

Jacob said something to Sam in a low voice before he squeezed Sam on the shoulder. As Jacob passed me to go into the shop he gave me a smile. I leaned against the counter and raised an eyebrow at Sam.

"I'm guessing this visit's not about your car?" I said.

"Emily is having Leah and Felix over for dinner tonight," Sam said, as if that explained everything.

"Okay," I said. "And?"

Sam ran his hand through his hair and let out a breath.

"I guess … I guess I wanted to see what you thought of him."

I blinked in surprise. I didn't expect Sam to seek me out and ask me this.


"Well … because I have to know that this is what is best for Leah."

"Is this really about her, Sam?"

"Of course it is." He sounded surprised and defensive.

"Are you sure you're not asking because of what happened between the two of you?"


"Is this really about the tribe, or does this have to do with the whole imprinting fiasco?"

"I love Emily," he said in a low, firm voice.

"I know you do," I said, just as low. "But are you really only worried about the tribe?"

Sam was silent, and he looked like he was deciding what to say.

"I love Emily," he repeated. "I still care for Leah, in a way. I want her to be happy, but I don't trust him to make her happy."

"Did you not see how happy she was last night?" I asked Sam, my eyes narrowing.

"Of course …"

"Then how could you say those things to her and come asking my opinion?"


"You heard me."

"Seth, I didn't mean …"

"Oh, of course you didn't," I said venomously. "I love my sister. After all of the things I had to watch her go through because of you, I'm willing to give him a chance. He makes her happy, happier than she was with you, in fact. If you 'care' about my sister, you'll let her be with him and not interfere. You owe her that much."

I didn't wait for him to reply, and I turned to stomp back into the shop. Ignoring Jacob calling after me, I made my way to car. I didn't drive off, but needing a moment to calm down. I was angry. He had hurt my sister. I had to watch Leah's heart break. I had to listen her cry for him when she thought no one could hear her. I had to feel all of the sorrow she felt for him. He was acting as if he had a right to interfere with her life, now that she had someone new.

I jumped as the passenger door opened and Jacob sat down beside me.

"You alright, man?" he asked.

"I'm fine." I crossed my arms.

"I heard what Sam said."

"I can't believe he would try to end things with them after what he put her through." My voice sounded rash.

"He just needs time like you did, Seth."

"I hope so."

We were silent for awhile, lost in thought.

"You know Felix isn't a bad guy …"

"I don't know that."

Jacob sighed. "You'll see one day that he's changed."

I snorted before we fell silent again. I closed my eyes allowing myself to calm down.

I broke the silence first. "Thanks, Jake."

"Sure, sure. I'll see you back in the shop," Jacob said.

"Sure thing, boss." I gave him a smile before he got out of the car.

I stared out of the car window not really looking at anything. I sighed, getting out of the car and hoping for my sister's sake that Sam would accept their relationship.

Leah's point of view:

Mom and I talked for an hour before I left to meet Esme to buy things for the house. I met her in a large furniture store.

"How did meeting with your mother go?" Esme asked as I accepted a hug from her.

"It went well."

"Good," she said, giving me her warm, motherly smile. "So, I made a list of things I thought we could get."

We walked into the store as she discussed the list she had made.

"Esme, we only need a few things," I said. "We don't want you to put too much effort into buying these things for us."

"Leah," Esme said, stopping to give me a stern look. "You and Felix are like my children, and I want to take care of you."

I stared at her, flabbergasted.

"Esme, I want to apologize to again for how I treated you and your family in the past," I said, feeling touched by her words. "You didn't deserve it. I was so blinded by my hatred that I couldn't see your goodness."

"You're forgiven, dear," she said, putting her hand on mine.

We walked through the store, and I was surprised that she could find things that were to my taste. I felt like these things would make out small house a home. Conversation flowed easily as we shopped. It reminded me of the ones I often had with my own mother. Esme, despite my protests, paid for the things we found.

"It's lucky I brought the truck," she said as we loaded our things into the back.

"It is," I agreed.

I looked at Esme's face. She seemed happy that she could help take care of us. I felt a pang of jealously, wishing I could care for someone like she did her adopted children. I shook those thoughts out of my head. I had Felix in my life now. In our own way, we were taking care of each other and helping each other with the demons we each had faced. I smiled at the thought.

"I'll meet you at the house?" Esme asked, breaking my train of thought.

I nodded as I hoped in the car. I hoped that Felix would be there, as I missed him terribly. We made our way to the house. I could feel the pull I had towards Felix leading me towards the house, our house. I smiled as I pulled into the drive, where Felix was waiting for me on the porch. I jumped out and made my way quickly to him. He picked me up, twirled me around, and kissed me deeply.

"Someone is happy," I said breathlessly, smiling at him when we broke apart.

"I am," he said. "My girl is back."

I rolled my eyes at the cheesy line, but couldn't help but feel pleased. I gazed into his eyes, and I realized that they had turned from their normal dark red color to an orange-red color.

"Your eyes have changed color," I said in awe. I brought my fingers to rub the skin below his eyes.

"They have," Felix said, looking proud. "I'm actually enjoying my diet."

"I'm relieved," I said. "I'm sure that helps you out a lot."

"It really does," he said. "But having you helps out the most."

We heard a car door slam, and we looked at Esme sheepishly and stepped away from each other as if we had been caught doing something wrong.

"Hello, Felix," she said, coming to the porch.

The two hugged, and I smiled at the sight. Felix needed Esme, too, and I could see the mother-son-connection the two already shared. It was nice to know that Felix had other people that cared about him. He deserved it.

"How much did you two buy?" Felix asked as he eyed the back of the truck.

"Oh, just a few things to make you feel at home," Esme said smiling at him.

"Esme," Felix said, looking uncomfortable. "I will pay you back …"

"No, Felix," she said softly. "No, sweetie."

"But why?" he asked. "I don't want charity."

I could tell that what he said hurt Esme.

"It's not charity," she said, putting her hands on his large arms. "I want to take care of you, my son."

"I don't deserve it."

"You do," she said, moving her hand to his cheek. "It's a mother's instinct, trust me."

He hugged her; Esme looked tiny in his arms.

"Thank you," he said quietly. "Mom."

"You're welcome," she said, and I could hear the smile in her voice.

We unloaded the things we bought, storing most of them in spare room to keep until after we painted the house. After an hour of moving things, Esme left so we could get ready for dinner.

"You know I wouldn't mind being late," Felix said. He came up behind me, ran his hands up and down my sides, and kissed my neck.

"Mmm, Felix," I said, loving that we couldn't get enough of each other. I turned in his arms to kiss him. "We can't…be late…what would…they think?"

"I don't care," he growled at me, and we moved to our bedroom.

We ended up showing up to Emily and Sam's twenty minutes late. Emily had a huge smile on her face as I handed her a pie that Felix had made (not that he would take credit for it). I went into the kitchen to help Emily to finish making dinner, but I knew we would talk. I glanced at Felix and Sam, who were sitting at other ends of the living area and glaring at each other.

"Are you sure it's okay to leave those two alone?" I asked once we were in the kitchen.

"Yes," she said in a loud voice. "He knows not to do anything or he can sleep outside for another week."

"It's amazing that you can bring down the Alpha so quickly."
"It's something to do with being his imprint," she said, smiling.

"Are you really making him sleep outside?" I whispered, even though I knew they could hear me.

"Yes," she said. "I may change my mind, though, if he behaves himself tonight."

"Man, you are tough," I said. "I couldn't make Felix do that even though he doesn't sleep."

"No imprint can at the stage you two are at," Emily said.

"True," I said, smiling. I heard growling from Sam in the living room.

Sam then came into the kitchen and grabbed the stack of plates.

"Do we really need four plates?" Sam asked as he placed them on the table.

"Yes," Emily said, giving him a pointed look.

"It's not like he's going to eat," Sam said under his breath just as Felix came into the doorway.

"I am here for when she eats, and she is there for me when I need to feed," Felix said as he leaned against frame of the kitchen's entrance.

Sam glared at him, and Felix winked at me. We sat the table before eating. Both of the men were quiet, but Emily and I talked the whole time. I felt glad that I had her back in my life now. We had been like sisters before Sam imprinted, and I felt like we picked up where we had left off. Throughout dinner I noticed Sam slowly relax. I didn't know if it was the time around Felix that was helping or if it was the number of beers he drank.

After dinner I found myself helping Emily wash dishes. Sam and Felix went into the living room at our insistence.

"So, Sam and I are moving up the wedding to a month from now," she said casually. I could tell that she had wanted to tell me this all night.

"Why?" I asked.

"I'm pregnant," she whispered, and the plate I was washing almost slipped out of my hand, but I caught it.

"Really?" I asked.

"I'm about two months," she said, nodding. "I want to get married before I start showing."

I looked at Emily, and she was beaming.

"Oh, Emily," I said throwing my arms around her. "I'm so happy for you."

"Me too," she said, her voice thick with emotion.

We broke apart, brushing our tears away.

"I'm going to be an aunt," I said, beaming.

"And as their aunt you have to help me shop for baby things."

"I will, Emily," I promised, picking up the dish again.

"I've missed this," she said. "I love the boys, but I miss spending time with a girl."

"I do, too," I admitted.

"I think you have it worse, since you have to share your thoughts with them," Emily said.

"At first it was," I admitted, "but they are my brothers now. I don't think they like it when they see Felix and I together."

"So," she asked. "What is it like being with Felix?"

"Are you thinking of going over to vampires?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"No way," she said, shaking her hand. "I am happy with my man. He knows what I like."

"I feel the same," I said, bumping my hip with hers.

We giggled as we talked about our men and finished up the dishes.

Felix's point of view:

Leah and Emily ushered us into the living room, where I had to be alone with Sam again. As if it wasn't awkward enough. I let my thoughts wonder, and I hoped we could go home soon. I sighed as I watched Sam stock off towards another room. I had hoped that we would be able to talk and at least become friendly with each other. Emily was important to Leah, and I gathered that we would be spending a lot of time with the Uleys.

I stood, deciding that I had to talk to him, for Leah's sake. I found him in the garage, working on a motorcycle. His jaw tightened, but he didn't say anything.

"Sam, we should talk," I said.

"Why?" His voice was harsh.

"Because, whether you like it or not, I am a part of your life now. After everything you put her through, we deserve your support."

"Is that what you think?" he asked, and looked up at me. "I want to support her and for her to be happy. After everything, she deserves that. I don't trust you."

I rolled my eyes.

"I just … I just can't help but think you won't be good for her."

"Well, I seem to make her happy. You'll have to get over the trust issue."

"If you hurt her, I'll never forgive myself."

"Does this really have to do with her happiness?" I quirked an eyebrow at him.

"Yes … and no," he said. "I've been feeling so guilty because I still care for Leah, even though I'm not in love with her anymore."

I stayed silent, not knowing what to say to him. I thought for a long moment.

"You don't have to feel guilty. I feel like I make her happy, and she makes me so happy. I can't tell you how long I've waited for her. Don't feel guilty anymore, because I am the right man for her."

"I guess that is all I can ask," he said and ran a hand through his hair.

A silence fell over us. My eyes ran over the garage. I noticed several bikes that he was working on. They looked at various stages of completion.

"Have you worked on all of the bikes?" I asked.

He hesitated, and I cocked an eyebrow at him.

"Yeah, it's a hobby. When I have time, I come here and work on them. I used to want to run my own shop, but I doubt I would be able to get it up and running now."

"They look good," I said, and I ran my hand over one of the bikes.

"Thanks," he said, eyeing me wearily.

"Do you need help on that one?"

He nodded, and we started working together. Every so often we would make comments about the bike. As we worked, an idea blossomed in my mind.

Leah's point of view:

Emily and I walked back to the living room which we found empty.

"Um, where did they go?" she asked looking worried. "Should we call the guys? I don't want our men murdering each other."

"Follow me," I said, grabbing her wrist and going after my pull to Felix.

We found the guys in the garage, working on one of Sam's bikes. My mouth dropped open as I watched the two. An hour ago they had been ready to kill each other but now they were working on a motorcycle together. Felix looked up at me and smiled, causing my stomach to flip-flop.

"What are you two doing out here?" Emily asked.

"We wanted to give you two girls time to talk," Sam replied, not taking his eyes off of her. "You told her about you being …"

"Yes," she said.

Sam stood and went to stand by Emily and placed his hand on her stomach. Something happened in that moment that made me feel horrible. I felt jealous. It wasn't the same kind of jealousy that I had before I imprinted. I was jealous that she could give her imprint children when I couldn't. I quickly contained the feeling and smiled at my cousin and best friend. Soon after coming across the guys, Felix and I got ready to leave.

"Thank you for dinner," I said, hugging Emily.

"Thank you for coming over," Emily said, hugging me tightly.

Sam nodded at Felix as a goodbye. I smiled weakly at Sam, then took Felix's hand as we walked out of the home.

On our way home, I put my head on Felix's should and tried to act like nothing was bothering me, but inside I felt depressed. The one thing I thought I would get when I finally imprinted was children. I could stop phasing and begin my cycle again. Since I had phased, I had my period maybe a couple of times a year, and I knew that trying to get pregnant would be nearly impossible. I put my hand on my stomach and I quickly moved it away, knowing that if I kept it there I would start to cry. I didn't want to worry Felix.

That night, while I snuggled into Felix's chest, I couldn't sleep. Thoughts of children ran through my mind, and I could feel myself breaking down. I thought I had accepted my fate for not being have children, at least for awhile, but now an unbearable weight settled on me.

"I'm going to go the bathroom," I whispered to him before breaking out of his hold.

"Come back soon, love," he said in his deep voice.

I closed the door to the bathroom before slumping against it. and I brought my knees to my chest. I let the sobs rack through me as I held my middle, where Felix's babies would never grow. I heard Felix shouting through to door to me, and he gently shouldered his way into the room.

"Baby, what's wrong?" he asked.

I turned away from him and curled further into myself and cried. Felix kneeled down and scooped me into his arms and carried me to the bed.

"Please tell me what's wrong, Leah," he said. "Please, baby, let me help you."

I couldn't. I felt too ashamed. I clung to him as he rocked me.

"Leah, sweetheart, tell me what's wrong," Felix said, his voice full of hurt. "Let me help you."

I wanted to tell him, but at the same time I didn't want to worry him about something that I could deal with on my own. I was too used to doing things on my own, and I didn't need to burden Felix unnecessarily. I took a deep breath, and I knew I needed to move on from this. Pinning over this wouldn't help anything.

I just clutched him further until I cried myself to sleep.

I woke up the next morning my eyes feeling tired from how much I cried. I felt Felix tighten his hold on me, and I curled into his side. I looked up at him and I could still tell he was worried about me.

He ran his large hand through my hair, calming me down. Even though I couldn't have his children, I would still have him. I opened my mouth to try and say something to him, but the words didn't come out.

"Baby, when you are ready to tell me what's wrong, you will," he said softly.

I nodded as I put my head in his chest and pulled my body even closer to his. That day Felix cooked breakfast for me again. This time I helped out, running my hands over his broad shoulders and upper back and over his stomach. We ended up burning breakfast, but it still tasted good. Felix went off to work while I stayed home, since Esme would be coming over to help paint the spare bedroom. When she arrived, we quickly got started. I looked over at Esme as she hummed to herself while painting.

"Esme, can I ask you something?" I asked.

"You can ask me anything, dear."

I took a deep breath. "How did you deal with not being able to have children with Carlisle?"

She looked mildly surprised by my question, and she put her paint brush down.

"It sounds like we are going to have a long talk," she said. "I'll make you a snack, and I'll tell you about my past."

I nodded as I followed her into the kitchen.

"Do you know how I came to be a vampire?" Esme asked as she sat across the table from me, and I shook my head no. "I had a baby early. He was so tiny and beautiful; holding him in my arms was the happiest moment of my life. He didn't survive, though, which broke my heart. I couldn't deal with the pain of losing him, so I jumped off a cliff to end my life. Carlisle found me and turned me."

"I'm sorry, Esme," I said. "I can't imagine losing a baby."

"Thank you, dear," Esme said. "It was hard for me to deal with his death even after I was changed. It still hurts to this day. It's a little easier now because I have my adopted children. I love them as much as I did my baby that I had lost."

I nodded, taking in what she had said. I could learn to deal with not being able to have children too. I knew I could be the best aunt to Emily's baby and any other pack children that came along.

"Maybe we can adopt too," I said. "I can't imagine going through what Bella did."

"So what brought this on?" Esme asked.

"One of the other imprinted couples is expecting," I said. "I just found out last night, and it brought up a lot of feelings that I had been suppressing."

"Ah, that can do it," Esme said. "You should tell Felix about it."

"I don't want him to worry."

"You will worry him more if you aren't honest with him," Esme said. "Over my years of being married, I've seen how not telling Carlisle things affects our relationship in a negative way."

"I'll keep that in mind."

She gave me a quick hug before we went back to painting. We finished in a few hours, taking our time and getting to know each other. After Esme left, I looked at the time realizing that Felix should have been home hours ago. I felt worried that something had happened to him. Did he go off of his diet? I pushed that thought aside. He wouldn't and the guys would make sure that he wouldn't, go after a human.

I felt my pull towards him and I started walking out into the woods. I knew something was wrong.

Felix's point of view a few hours earlier:

I stopped as I heard what she was saying. She didn't want to have a baby with me. I had been having a good day, ever since last night when I was able to talk to Sam. Today at work was great and I felt like a part of the pack, instead of someone who was on the outside. My heart broke when I was walking to the door and I heard Leah say that she didn't want me to worry about her wanting to be a mother.

After imprinting and seeing Nessie, I'd hoped we could have children, something I didn't even know I wanted. That didn't seem to be the case for Leah.

So this is why she had a break down last night. She didn't want to have my children. I wasn't sure how Leah's body would carry a child of ours, but after seeing Nessie I was sure that we would make it through the pregnancy since Leah wasn't fully human. I wanted to see her pregnant with my child and have a little boy that took after me, but that all seemed hopeless now.

I didn't know where I was walking; I just had to get away. I found myself at the cliffs where I found Leah on the day we first met. I sat, feeling unsure of what to do next. I thought she loved me and wanted to be with me always. Now it seemed that she didn't want me because I couldn't give her the child she wanted. Hours later she found me and my anger had risen since I had found out she didn't want my children.

"Felix?" Leah's voice called out.

I turned as she approached me. I stood looking at her, frowning as she tried to hug me.

"Felix what's wrong?" she asked.

I was so angry at her for not wanting to have children together that I wanted to yell at her, but I knew it would hurt her. I took a deep breath so I wouldn't say anything I'd regret.

"Why don't you want to have children with me?" I asked.

"What? Where did you get that idea from?" she asked looking at me confused.

"I heard you and Esme talking today when I got home …" I said. "I know you don't want to carry a vampire's child."

I started to turn away.

"Felix, how you can say that?" she said angrily coming to stand in front of me and blocking me from leaving, "if you heard us talk you obviously didn't hear all that we were saying."

"I heard enough," I said, my voice growing louder.

"You didn't," she shouted right back. "When I found out that Emily was pregnant yesterday, it broke my heart because I can't give you children!"

"Oh," I said softly, and Leah turned away from me to over look the cliffs.

I wasn't sure how to approach her, how to tell her I was sorry for jumping to conclusions. I saw her shoulders start to shake and I went to her and my heart broke. I pulled her to my chest and let her cry.

"I'm sorry baby, I didn't know," I said softly.

"It's okay. How could you have known?" she said looking up at me.

"I wish you had told me sooner." I cupped her cheek.

"I didn't know how I felt until Emily told me she was pregnant," Leah said, her voice breaking. "I … I was content not being able have kids, not having a regular cycle. Now that I have you, and knowing that my best friend is sharing something with her imprint that I never will … it just hurt me so much that I didn't know how to express it. I was talking to Esme because she knows how I feel."

"I'm sorry for yelling at you."

"It's okay," she told, as me a few more tears leaked of her eyes. I felt helpless to take away her pain.

"Tell me how I can make it better," I asked her.

He arms tightened around me and she laid her head on my chest.

"Don't let me go," she whispered.

"Never," I whispered back.

Finally she stopped crying.

"I love you, Leah," I said softly. "Even if we can't have kids together."

"I love you too," she said.

"Please tell me when something's bothering you." I squeezed her hand. "Don't shut me out."

I held her close to me as we walked towards our house.

"Oh my gosh, we were supposed to meet my mom a half an hour ago," she said, as she stopped walking.

"Well, hopefully she'll think we were doing what made us late for Sam and Emily," I said, smirking at her and she smacked my arm.

We quickly made our way to Leah's mother's house, and I felt nervous about meeting my in-laws. Leah opened the door and led us into the kitchen. A women who looked like an older version of Leah greeted us.

"Finally, I thought something had happened to you," the woman said who I assumed to be Sue said before pulling Leah into a hug and then gave me a hug as well.

I smiled, realizing that I would get many more hugs from the family I had now.

"Leah, he's perfect," Sue said.

"Mom," Leah groaned and blushed.

"Here, sit." Sue gestured towards the kitchen table.

"So what are your plans for a job, Felix?" Mom asked.

"I'm working with Sam for now," I explained.

"And your plans for the future?"

"Mom, this isn't an interview," Leah interjected.

"Sorry, just wanted to know." Sue smiled. "Are you hungry?"

"Of course."

Within the next twenty minutes, Seth, Quil, and Embry showed up, to an unsurprised Sue. We sat at the dining room table. I enjoyed talking with every one while they ate, until it was late. I loved hearing Leah and the boys' stories of the pack, and I realized how blessed I was to have a family now.

Later that night as I held Leah in my arms I kissed her lips.

"I know we can't have babies," I said quietly, "but I feel like we have a family already."

Leah gave me a huge smile. "We do, don't we."

I nodded and I kissed her passionately.

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