"No Sam." Jacob growled, drawing himself up to his full hight. Sam snarled, "You dare to challenge me!" "Yes! For the good of our family Sam. What will you do about Seth and Collin and Brady?" Jacob questioned. That stumped Sam a bit. He looked over to the three youngest pack members, youngest lovers, carrying the packs children, and he did the only thing he could think to do. "They are staying here," he said to Jacob. Suddenly the pack was in a frenzy, everyone but the three youngest wolves howling, growling, snarling, and a couple (cough cough Embry and Quil cough cough) cussing Sam out. Jacob was the most rational of everybody, and also the angriest. "Your going to make them wait here and worry and wonder who isn't coming back?" Jacob snarled, totally calm. The three wolves in question, upon hearing this, scooted closer to the bigger pack members, Seth cowering under Paul, Collin hiding under Embry, and Brady pressed up against Quil's side. Hearing this question from his mate, and watching his young lovers so scared made Sam pause. He was thinking about it. All of a sudden, Brady looked up at Quil and said "I thought he loved us," in a small scared voice. this broke Sam's heart and he relented. "Your right. I'm sorry." Sam dropped to the ground, looking down at it. Seth wormed his way out from under Paul, stood up, and wobbled his way over to Sam, his severly swollen stomach making it hard for him to walk. "It's ok Sammy," he murmured licking Sam's snout. "You just scared us." Seth layed down with his head on Sam's paws. Sam started licking his ears. Slowly, the rest of the pack drifted into a little circle around Sam. Just as Sam was about to drift off, he looked at Jacob and smiled. This is how they should be. United.