Authors Note: All things Twilight belong to Stephenie Meyer, the rest is just a glitch of my haphazard mind. (haha, I got to use it!!!) This is about Seth, and his imprintee, it's the sequel/prequel to Definitely dropped on his head as a baby, if you haven't read it yet, I prefer that you do, but I cannot stop you if you haven't. Just know, any questions about the storyline that have been answered there, I will not answer here. If you wonder about my OC's, go there and read. There might be a sequel/sequel as well, once this is done.
To all who followed me in "Definitely dropped..." I say welcome back, I hope to have as much fun with you as I did in the last story. To all those new to this story (I know there'll be a few) Welcome. I hope you'll all enjoy this, and that all you ever wondered about how Seth and Phin met will be answered...

Beta: Lacrema (she's a lifesaver!!!)
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First Sight

Seth

I was on my way out of the nightclub, leaving as fast as I could. The fabricated smoke stung my nose, the lighting was making me dizzy and the sound... I didn't understand how anyone in their right mind willingly spent time anywhere near those speakers, the volume was ridiculous. Coming up to the first floor and the exit I looked out over the dance floor, freedom just a few feet away. I had felt a strange yearning to go back here from the second I entered the doors.

I looked at the crowd, moving like zombies to the trance music. There were some couples who were more tangled up in each other than apart, some who danced two on two and some in groups. I noticed a red shimmer in the middle. For no reason other than curiosity I kept looking, not bothering with the strobe light shining straight in my eyes. There it was again. Now I saw it was the hair of a girl with her back to me. She was dancing with a few older ladies who looked utterly uncomfortable there. Once again my eyes strayed to her hair. It was deep red, or at least looked that way in the dim lights she danced under, and it reached to her hips. It seemed very thick as it bounced around, emphasizing her every move. When the song was over, the girl and her friends left the floor and I let my gaze follow her, wondering if she might talk to me, if I could make myself go into the smoky pit that had given this floor the name Deep Trance.

When they reached their table the girl spun around quickly and I caught a glimpse of her front as she did. She wasn't slim, her bone structure was too squarely built for that, but her muscles were defined against her pale skin. She had rounded hips and I was a little amazed that I liked that. I had never noticed a woman's body in particular before. I knew this arousal, I had shared the others' minds as they thought about girls they liked, but I had never felt it myself before. I didn't dare look at her, waist up, not sure how that would make me react. Actually, after observing my brothers, I was too sure of how I would respond.

As she ended her spin, her back against me once more, she made her way over to the bar. The look she received from the bartender made my heart sink, he looked at her like she was there for him and him alone. She leaned on the counter, talking for a while, her body language showing to everyone looking that she knew how he looked at her, and that she liked it. She was too far away for me to hear a word she said, but by the way she moved I gathered they were having fun. I've never noticed a guy's eyes sparkle before, but every time she tilted her head to the side it shot stars across his eyes. I sighed deeply. Of course a girl like her was spoken for. If they weren't a couple already then they weren't far from it. I turned and made for the exit when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey kid, I might have changed my mind about the work, after all." The head guard stood behind me, looking tired.

"Really? Why? I don't have any more experience or ID's than I did ten minutes ago."

"Well, the thing is, we're not allowed to hire minors, and since you have no papers I'm sure you're under 21. No, don't say anything. I don't like liars and if you never said your age, I never knew it. The job would be under the table, so to speak. If the cops come asking questions you're just an extra for the night and so on. You catch my drift?"

"Sure. When do I start?"

"Tomorrow night, if possible. When does the gig at the farm end?"

"The end of next week. I can work double though."

"No doubt. I'd prefer it if those kids you travel with have left town before we kick this into gear though, the less people around who know you the better."

"OK, works for me."

"Great. It's a deal, then. This is the only contract I can give you, but to me it's as binding as a written one." He reached out his hand and I shook it firmly.

So now I was a bouncer at the club, off the record but still; I might get to see her again. I turned around for one last peek of her before I left. Once again the red hair caught my eye, in the middle of the swaying crowd. She was alone this time, obviously dancing for the bartender, and his eyes were on her every second he could spare.
The music changed into a slower tempo and a song I knew came on, a remix of an old rock ballad. I smiled as I saw her start to move more fluidly, following the music with her whole body. Around her, couples wrapped themselves around each other, but she remained slowly revolving on her own.
I saw her profile against the light and had to fight the urge to howl. From the side, nothing of her square shape showed. All too visible were her rounded buttocks, her very thin waist, and her chest. Oh god, her chest. Good thing I didn't look before the chief came to talk to me, I would have been drooling. As she turned towards me I saw her lips moving, she was singing along to the music as she moved.

Look into my eyes , You will see,
What you mean to me.
Search your heart, search your soul,
And when you find me there, you'll search no more...

Her eyes were scanning the crowd, she seemed anxious about being pushed, and she darted out of the way just before a couple all but trampled her as they danced around with vivid movements. Then her gaze locked mine and set my heart on fire. Even from this distance I knew they were green, they spellbound my soul. I suddenly felt that nothing mattered but her. As she turned some more her eyes left me, but I couldn't take mine off of her. Not now, not ever. My heart was no longer inside my chest, it was out there, dancing, with long red hair. She was my heart now, her movements made my blood pulsate. The pack were no longer my brothers, they were just a distant memory. She was all I needed. There was nothing more important to me than her. I would never leave this place. Ever. It didn't matter that I had told mom it would only be a few more weeks the last time I called her. For all she knew I was still upstate, close to the Canadian border. It didn't matter. She was all that mattered.
The music changed once again, to a swifter pace this time, and Red made her way over to the ladies she had been dancing with earlier. As she sat down, a few girls came up to the table with disgust all over their faces. It seemed the discussion got heated, because suddenly Red stood up, nodded to the ladies, and walked away.

I moved quickly out of her path; I wasn't sure how I would act around her. I knew one thing though, now wasn't the time to kneel and ask her to marry me. As she stormed past me, not noticing anything around her, to the coat check, I caught a whiff of her scent. Unlike everyone else in the club, she didn't reek of perfume and other artificial fragrances. The only smell around her was a clean, salty scent mixed with some sweat. Not strange considering she had been rocking the night a few minutes ago. Also a strain of alcohol accompanied her, and I wasn't sure I liked that.

I turned my head to see the bartender scanning the floor for her. He must have missed the drama. I saw my chance and followed her as she left the club, wrapped in a green knitted scarf and a black coat trimmed with fake fur. I was lucky I hadn't worn a coat, the line was long and I wondered how she had gotten hers so quickly. When the guard at the door called her by name as he let her out, I realized she had to be quite the regular. I would definitely get to see her again. I tried to figure out what he had called her, but it had been too short and I wasn't prepared for it; it had been drowned in that infernal racket from the dance floor. Well, it didn't matter, she would always be Red to me. I would never be able to forget how her hair had glowed in the dim lights, guiding me to her, like a lighthouse leading a ship to port. I lingered little, not sure what to do when I got out, but then decided that whatever I did, I'd better do it before she found a cab.

Once I got outside, I saw her standing by the cab sign, her body heaving as if she was breathing heavily. I listened closely and heard that her breath actually was quite strained. Then I stopped thinking, and just walked over to her.

"Hey, are you OK?"

"Yh, ah..shmah..." The words were blurry but understandable.

"Do you need anything? Should I call someone or go ask the staff to get you some help?" I felt panic stir in me, what was one suppose to do about asthma? CPR?

"Noh... Ih'll eese shn..."

"OK. Are you waiting for a cab?" She gave me an annoyed look as she shrugged her shoulders. Damn! She was probably going to wait until that bartender of hers got off work. "Alright, sorry, didn't mean to snoop." I held up my hands, backing off a few steps. It felt wrong to move away, but she obviously wasn't comfortable with me that close."I'll just stand over here until you're feeling better, OK?"

She gave me a slow nod and then dropped down to a squat, placing her head between her knees. I heard her taking a few deep breaths, trying to calm the panting. She sounded better already, and I was relieved that it didn't seem to be anything that alarmed her. I saw her shiver a little and cursed myself for not bringing a jacket after all. She raised her rear end, still keeping her head low, her breathing shallow but calm now. I turned away as fast as I could when I realized what was happening, but still too slow. I felt my cheeks burn and was surprised that there was enough blood left in the rest of my system to go to my face. As she finally came up, slowly, she threw her head back, hair tousling around her shoulders, gasping for air, and started to sway. Once again I was at her side, without thinking about my shame, and grabbed her so she wouldn't fall. Her eyes were hazy, and I felt a jolt of fear. When did this happen? How drunk was she? The scent of alcohol in her breath was evident, but not overwhelming. She didn't reek, like Embry usually did after a night out. Then her eyes focused, the haze disappeared and she seemed to find her balance.

A blush rushed to her cheeks, making her look absolutely adorable. "Oh my, how embarrassing."

"What?"

"I haven't have such a head-rush in years. First I get an asthma attack, probably scaring people half to death the way I wheezed in there, and now I would have fallen right on my ass if you hadn't been here to catch me. Embarrassing!"

"I don't mind, always happy to help a lady in need. And as for anyone hearing anything in there? I don't think so." I let go of her waist, and watched her carefully before letting go of her arm. She was steady on her feet. As I heard her snort I met her eyes; had I looked at her for too long?

"Lady? Me?" She rolled her eyes "You're not from around here, are you?"

"No. I came with the bus last week, me and a group of other guys go from place to place, working on farms. They all leave next week, but I'm thinking of staying, this is a nice place."

"Yeah, right..." There was aversion in her voice.

We talked for a while more, I have no idea about what, until I noticed how badly she was shaking. "OK, now we really have to get you a cab before you get frostbite on top of it all. Have you called one or should I have the bouncer do it?"

"No need. Where are you staying?"

"At the Silverthorne B&B, so I'll walk, it shouldn't take more than half an hour, maybe even less." In wolf form that is, no need to tell her that.

"Oh..." She looked panicked for a second, then shrugged a little and struck a slightly more straight-up pose.

"What? Something wrong with that?" What did I do this time? Why did that upset her? Girls!

"No, it's just that... I was kind of waiting for you to catch a cab so I could walk home myself..." Walk herself? Alone? In the middle of the night? No way! Uh-uh, not my Red, I would follow her to her doorstep if I had to sneak behind her like a stalker. This insanity had to end.

"OK, where do you live?" For a second I hoped that she would have the sense to not tell me, she couldn't know I meant her no harm.

"Two houses from the B&B..."

YES!!!

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AN: If there are any misstakes, tell me. I had to add some extra that Lacrema didn't get to see. Now, what did you think of this? Please tell me. I am in no way able to know what you thoughts if you don't.