A/N ok, i didn't exactly get a whole bunch of reviews, but i was just as excited to publish as the three people who reveiwed(THNX SOOOOO MUCH TO IS_SIMPLE, MIONEEWRITER, AND RENESMEE1267) were to read it. soooooo, taaa-daaaaaaa, the sequel to Becoming A Wolf, What To Do In The Emergency Situation Of Imprinting! i reeeeeeally hope you guys like it, and as always, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW! not many people are probably reading this, but if you are reading it, PLEASE, reviews make me feel SOOOO good about myself! i need feedback, so if you loved it, or if you hated it, or if you feel your taco needed more hot sauce, TELL MEEEEEEEEE! PLEASE, like i said before, everybody else has hundreds of reviews, i have FIVE! that's right people, FIVE, the same number as fingers on your hand! so, without further ado, read the story, rate it, and REVEIW! here you are! :)

Jake loved pack life. He loved the pure, raw instincts of the wolf, he loved the speed. But most of all, he loved the sense of being part of something, rather than floating alone in life. The pack was just like a family, and family can never reject you, no matter what you do. Any one of the pack members would do anything for him, and he found that he would do anything for anyone of them, especially his best friends, Embry and Quil.

And the greatest thing was they loved him, and everything about him, even the fact that he was gay. Why wouldn't they love him? He was their brother. And besides, Paul and Jared were gay; they had no problem with them. There was only one thing he didn't love; the fact that if Sam told him to do something, he had to do it. As in, literally, he had no choice in the matter, a wolf had to obey his Alpha. Although Sam rarely ordered anyone to do anything, the fact that he could still bothered Jake.

And then of course, there was Leah. Leah…. Leah was a whole other type of girl. Jake had met the "my-poop-smells-like-roses type girl," the "low-self-esteem type girl," and the "I-don't-like-you type girl," but he had never met a girl like Leah. She was a bitch. She was rude to everybody, she called Jake "gay boy," she hated everyone who's name wasn't Leah, and never wanted to do anything if anyone else wanted to it. Jake loved her. Leah was tough, she didn't take crap form anybody, and, although she was very rude towards Jake, if anybody said anything to Jake that she didn't like, she jumped down their throats, cussing them out like nobody else could. It was as if she had taken Jake under her wing, and she treated him like she treated her little brother.

Nothing, absolutely nothing could upset Jake while Leah was there. It was like Leah was his rock, his main basis of comfort after someone at school had told everyone about Jake's orientation after seeing Jake kiss a boy at a party.

See, Jake had gone to a party and had gotten(gasp) drunk. Not only did Leah yell at him for hours for being so stupid, Jake had found out that he had made out with a boy at the party named Mike Newton. Jake had known Mike a little before the party, and he supposed that there were worse people to kiss while your drunk, he had been very upset when it had gotten out to everybody that he was gay.

After that, he couldn't go to school without getting made fun of. Some of his former friends had even taken a dress and put it in his gym locker, stealing his clothes and hoping he would wear it because it was against the rules to wear your gym clothes outside of gym. This was when Leah had started to be there for Jake, beating the crap out of one of the guys who had pulled the prank, and lending Jake some of her more guy-ish clothes that she kept on hand at school in case something happened to her clothes(like getting really pissed and phasing.) He had been extremely lucky in the fact that the clothes had actually used to be Sam's, and that Leah hadn't gotten them when they were dating, so they fit him just fine, if just a tad bit small, clinging to his skin. He had felt uncomfortable about but Leah had reassured him that he looked "hot" in the clothes.

Of course Jake had gotten made fun of for the clothes, but by the end of the day, Jake was so happy to have a friend like Leah, (who screamed at anyone who said anything negative to Jake,) that he just didn't care.

And lately, Jake had kind of taken to Leah's, "your-not-going-to-fuck-up-my-day" mood; nothing could dampen Jake's spirits as he trotted around the treaty border, going at a fairly leisurely pace because he knew nothing would happen.

But he was wrong. Something did happen. And it was a disaster when it did.

See, werewolves do this funny thing called imprinting. It was supposed to be rare, but most of the pack had already done it. Sam had imprinted on Emily; Jared and Paul had imprinted on each other; Quil had imprinted on Clair, Emily's little cousin. Really, that just left Jake and Embry, Seth, and Leah, something that terrified the boys. Leah didn't really care, in fact, she wanted to imprint, but this did nothing to change the boys point of view on it. The other's assured them imprinting was great, but to Jake, it was just another way of having your freewill taken away, like having to listen to the Alpha. Seth tried not to go out much, but Embry, well, he mostly hid in his house unless he was on patrol or had to go to school.

Jake didn't go to such extreme measures, but if he continued being friends and hanging out with Bella like he had, it wouldn't have mattered anyway. Because eventually, he would've seen him anyways.

So, like I said before, Jake was on patrols when he picked up on a scent. It was on the opposite side of the treaty border, so really the perpetrator didn't do anything wrong. But Jake was bored, and wanted something to do, o he followed the trail, noting without any real interest that it didn't actually smell too bad. Kind of like orange juice, Jake's favorite drink.

Once he got to the end of the trail, his fur bristled. The leech was still there! Jake watched in awe as the vampire took down a fully grown mountain lion, somehow managing to keep the cat's claws away from his still impeccably clean clothes. The vampire chuckled to himself as he played with the animal, allowing it to fight before bringing its neck to his lips, which Jake couldn't see, as he could only see the back of the man.

The cat screamed as it continued to fight for its life. Jake whimpered in sympathy as he imagined the immense pain the animal must have been feeling. This caught the vampire's attention, who whipped around, snarling.

When Jake saw the vampire's face, his heart stopped. Such perfection! He stared for a second, admiring the full pink lips with blood flowing over them, dripping down the chin. The eyes were a deadly black, framed by a plaster white face that was topped with deep, dark hair. It was as if gravity didn't hold Jake to the earth anymore; this man, this vampire did.

Then Jake snapped to, realizing that the vampire might attack him if he didn't know Jake wouldn't hurt him. He whipped around, running as fast as he could in the opposite direction.

Then, "Come back!" the sweet voice called to Jake. It was a rough, manly voice, but yet softer than silk and sweeter than honey. He stopped dead in his tracks. His love, his imprint; he was calling Jake! Jake had to go, it was as if the vampire had just as much power over Jake as Sam did. Jake ran back, tail tucked between his legs in nervousness, but wagging in a slightly subdued way because he was happy to see the vampire's face again.

The man quietly regarded Jake for a moment, then said, "You're a werewolf, aren't you?" Jake nodded his head. "Your huge! What are you, the Alpha?" he asked in awe. Jake shook his head, feeling pride that the vampire was impressed with his size. "Well, you must be the Beta, at least, your too big to be anything else." The vampire looked around, then picked up a branch. Jake's heart leapt into his throat in fear; would his imprint try to hurt him?

But the man smiled, saying, "Do you want to play?" Jake chuckled, well, giggled really, a rumbling noise deep in his chest as he nodded his head. He wasn't supposed to do this; playing fetch was banned for the werewolves, because it supposedly demeaned werewolves. "We are protectors, not pets," Sam had explained in his deep, Alpha voice. But Jake didn't care. His imprint wanted to play, so he was going to play.

"Ok, get ready," the man said before flinging the branch deep into the forest behind Jake. Jake whipped around and ran as fast as he could after the branch, catching it before it hit the ground speeding it back to the vampire, who had turned around and started to walk away. The branch fell out of Jake's mouth as he whimpered.

"Oh, your back?" the man asked in surprise as he turned around. Jake's head dipped low, his nose touching the ground. His imprint had tried to leave him, was there something wrong with him? The vampire frowned, saying, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't of left, it's just, my girlfriend's calling; you caught me at a bad time. But I'll throw it one more time, if you want." Jake eagerly nodded his head, and the vampire picked up the branch, throwing it into the forest once more. Jake caught it even quicker this time, hurrying back to make sure his dark-haired angel hadn't left. He hadn't.

"Heh, ok, now I have to go. I can come back tomorrow, if you want to play again?" Jake nodded, whining in anticipation. "Ok, now. I'm going. Your not going to follow me home, are you?" the vampire asked, smiling. Jake shook his head, laughing again, although his heart was breaking because his imprint had a girlfriend and was leaving him for her. He then turned and ran home, leaving Jake standing alone in the forest. He whined, then sat down. He felt like crying, but at the same time, he felt like he could fly. Wryly, he thought of the song, "I Believe I Can Fly," playing it over and over in his head, in his heart. How funny it was that the worst day in his life was also the best. It was the best because he had fallen in love, but it was also the worst because he had fallen in love with the wrong person.

Oh God, he thought, what will I tell the others? He decided that he wouldn't tell them; this would be his secret. He tipped his head up and howled in frustration, his heart beating as if he had been running full speed for hours. But really all he had done was meet his soul mate.

A/N ok, so you've read it(hopefully) now rate it and review it! do it! right now! or you'll die of sadness for not having made me happy! right now! i need my daily dose of review! hehehehehe, peace out homepups! and i'm telling you, reviews make me write faster, so if you wanna find out who jake's imprint is(notice how i evilly refrained from saying his name[MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA]) you HAVE to review! peace! :)