The usual morning

"Momma? Momma?"

I woke up quickly checking my surroundings only to find out that I was only in my bedroom. It's always the same dream. Ever since that incident three months ago, this annoying boy keeps following me, calling me "Momma" and what not and somehow he brings the dreams with him.

"You were having a bad dream again" He smiled as he placed down a tray filled with food.

"What is this?" I asked confused as to why there was Cold, uncooked bacon and burnt scrambled eggs on my plate.

"Well, I tried cooking and let's just say…" He laughs as he scratches the back of his head.

"Ezra, what did you do this time?" I moaned as I placed my pillow back on my face.

"I couldn't cook properly and I was trying to copy you and…" He wailed on and on about how the stove wouldn't turn on properly and how he couldn't reach the other ingredients in the pantry.

"I'm sorry Mom— I mean Leah" He apologized once again, quickly covering up his mistake of calling me his mom.

I heaved in a sigh once more before finally getting out of bed. "Would you like some breakfast Ezra?" I asked, as if I wasn't irritated enough.

"Yes please!" He smiled before following me down the hallway.

What's weird is that even as a ghost, this kid eats more food than me. Dead people get all the fun. I was shocked to see that hell was awaiting me in the kitchen. Everything was a disaster. Ezra's failed attempt at making pancake batter was everywhere but on the bench. Eggs were either in the sink or on the wall. The freezer was left open showing a half-opened packet of Bacon. I glared at Ezra as I pointed to the obvious mess.

"I was…having those mornings where nothing goes right?" He reasoned with me.

It's a good thing he's a spirit, otherwise I would've killed him.

After finally cleaning up the mess, I made breakfast for Ezra and myself, placing Ezra's plate on the bench.

"Eat quickly before the others come" I warn as I dug in to my eggs.

I couldn't let the others know about Ezra. To them it just seems like I'm talking and eating with no one.

"Okay" He giggled as he started eating rapidly.

"How old are you again, Ezra?" I asked, out of curiosity.

"Well, I was supposed to be a three month old baby, but I guess this is what I would've looked like if I was…fifteen?" He answered as he happily went back to his breakfast.

So, you really are my son. I really can't deny that, you look like him. You've got my eyes too. Would things have been different if I didn't lose you, Ezra? I'm glad no one else knew about my secret. I had to leave La Push in the last five months of my pregnancy complaining that I needed space.

"Leah? I'm finished. Thank you for the meal!" He smiled, as he rinsed out his plate and placed it in the sink.

"What's our rule?" I ask, reminding him of our daily schedule.

"NO meddling…" He moaned.

"Exactly. Everything is in my room. Snacks, Bathroom, Internet, video games, the works. So if you need anything?"

"I will ask you when everyone is gone and we are the only ones left"

"Thank you, Ezra" I smile as I point him off into the direction of my room.

"It's soo boring though" He moaned as he dragged himself to my room while quietly shutting the door.

I giggled to myself as I finished off the rest of my breakfast.

"Leah?"

Crap. I didn't hear his bedroom door open.

"Good morning Twerp. How was your sleep?" I ask, like a good sister would.

"The usual. Me crashing in an awkward position with my mouth wide open. You?" He yawned as he sat down on a stool opposite me.

"The usual as always" I lie, as I get him a cup of coffee to wake him up.

"You were talking to yourself again" He said as he sips on his hot coffee.

"I don't know what you're talking about"

"Leah, what's going on with you? You left for five months and then you come back completely changing your persona!" He growled at me, as if change was a bad thing.

"What's wrong with that?" I ask, getting irritated by the second.

"Nothing…It's just that…" He stops for a minute, thinking to himself. "We'll discuss this later. But promise you'll tell me what's going on with you"

"No promises Seth" I said as I walked out of the kitchen.

I can't believe he had the nerve to say that! I mean I know my whole attitude has changed since I came back. Wouldn't everyone be happy to know that I'm not a bitch anymore? I walked into my room and closed my door, locking it also. Forgetting that Ezra was on my computer, I started pacing. When I was done thinking, I noticed that my room was clean, cleaner than usual. I gave Ezra a questioning look.

"You needed to think, so I thought I'd clean your room" He shrugged going back to his video game.

I gave him a sigh –and secretly a smile— and started getting ready for the day.

"Work today, Leah?" He asked, not taking his eyes off the computer.

"Yeah, it's better than patrolling all day. Have you got your cell on you?" I asked as I got a towel out for my shower.

"Always" He yawns as he continues clicking.

I started my way to the door when I heard him snicker.

"By the way, I saw you smile" He chuckled as the door shut.

"Damn it!" I cuss.

"What is it?" Seth asked as he made his way from the kitchen. Crap, he heard me.

"Uh…I need to buy some more…pads?" I reasoned with him. Pads? Seriously? I mentally slapped my forehead for not thinking properly.

He gave me a look of disgust and slowly walked past me. "That's just gross, Leah"

"Shut up Twerp" I growl as I walked into the bathroom.

I cannot wait until he imprints. I want to embarrass the living hell out of him.

As soon as I finished my shower, I wrapped my towel around me and walked into my room.

"Ezra…" I warned as I was finding my work uniform for the day.

"I know, if I look I will die and wilfully go to heaven without a second thought" He sighed as he never took his focus off the game.

It was weird getting used to Ezra being here. I remember the first month he was here, he always waited outside the door until I was finished getting dressed. Now, I just warn him that if he looks at me while I'm getting dressed, he would've wished he had actually gone to heaven.

"Alright, I've gotta go. Have a good day and all that jazz" I tell him as I walk out the door.

"See you later" He smiles.

I walk out towards the living room and I see the whole pack, probably getting ready to patrol. I walk over near the kitchen and grab the car keys.

"Where are you going?" Sam asks.

"To work?" I tell him as I walked toward the front door.

"You can't patrol today?" He asks again. I can tell by his tone that he's getting irritated.

"No"

"When can you?"

"Never"

"Leah—"

"I don't want to phase anymore. I want my old life back" I moan.

"You have to what's best for the pack" He says with authority.

"I also have to do what's best for my family. End of discussion" I growl, turning my back on him.

"Leah—" He warns as I was near the front door.

Damn it, should've left earlier. Now he's gonna alpha order me to do his bidding. Of course when the going gets tough for Sam, he can just solve the issue with relentless nagging.

"I've already given you five months off. I think that's enough time for space. You need to help out your brothers. They think it's unfair that you never patrol anymore"

I can hear the rest of the pack agree.

"Leah, I'm sorry. But I order you to—"

He never finished his sentence. I heard something smash against a wall and my curiosity got the better of me. When I turned around, all I saw was a broken vase near Sam's feet and the pack questioning the issue of how it got there.

"Alright, have a good day and please don't smash anything else in this house. Mom will go crazy" I smile as I walk out the door.

As I got in my car, I started the engine and started driving my way to work. I smiled as I remember a certain someone running back to my room when I turned around.

"Thank you Ezra" I whispered to myself.