Jacob's POV

I and my pack were on patrol one day when I realized Leah was acting strangely. Now, wolves are playful creatures and werewolves are no different. But Leah was not playful. She was the least playful wolf ever. But, today…she was crouching low on her haunches, her tail in the air, barking excitedly.

What is it, Leah?

Chase me!

Um…okay.

I swear to the wolf god that she giggled. Then she was off. The others got the feeling that they weren't invited so it was just me chasing Leah through the snow-covered forest. Every now and then she'd stop, wag her tail and then be off again before I could catch her. I realized with surprise that I really, really wanted to catch her. Finally, as we came into a clearing I did catch her. I pounced on her and then we were rolling on the ground, pawing and lightly nipping at each other. Then she licked my muzzle. I licked back. That's when I caught the most intoxicating scent I had ever smelt. It was like roses and lilacs and sunny days and winter nights spent cuddling with your lover. I don't remember how it happened, but the next thing I know I've mounted her and we're making love. Then we transformed into humans, as that's the form werewolves are most comfortable mating in, and make love in the pine straw. The heat of our love-making made the snow melt. We snuggled into each other, held each other close. Our eyes met and it was like destiny colliding. She's the most beautiful woman in the world, why hadn't I ever seen it before? I stroked her face. I felt like a man about to die of thirst that's seen a river…or a blind man that's just seen the sun.

"How?" I asked her.

"You felt it too?" She asked a hopeful sound to her voice.

"I just imprinted on you. I don't understand how that's possible since I imprinted on Renesmee."
She ran her fingers along my back. "Maybe you didn't really imprint on her, you consider that? Maybe she was so similar to Bella you convinced yourself that you had."
I nodded. "That makes sense."

We both stopped when we sensed another presence. I recognized it immediately. It's not quite human, not quite vampire…I looked around. Renesmee stood in the clearing. She had a look of such pain on her face I wanted to run to her and hug her. Leah winced. She knew what Renesmee was going through. I stood up. Renesmee ran. I tried to chase after her, but Leah grabbed my shoulder.

"Give her time." She told me. I shook my head and ran after her, but she was already gone.

Renesmee's POV

I knew this day would come. I always wondered if what we had together was real. I opened the door to my house and was greeted by Mama, Papa and Uncle Jasper. Great. Papa and Jasper aren't the people you want to see when you want to hide how you're feeling. Jasper's face twisted in pain as he registered my emotions. Damn it, my emotions aren't coming off that bad are they? Papa looked over at me from the piano he's sitting at.

My little pony, my little pony…I thought, desperately trying to keep him out of my head. Mama was reading a book, Anne of Green Gables it looked like. She looked up at me and somehow just knew something wasn't right. Stupid maternal instinct.

"I'm going to my room." I said curtly. I was just going on a mini-hunting session. I caught a deer, then I thought I heard something odd. I followed the sound to where I discovered Jacob and Leah having sex. That's when I ran. I just couldn't take seeing Jacob, my Jacob, intertwined like that with another woman. Well, I'm not a woman yet, but whatever. I walked up to my room and turned on my TV. I sat on my bed and flipped through the channels aimlessly. The discovery channel was doing a show on wolves. Since I'm a masochist I lingered on that channel.

"Winter is the wolf's mating season." The narrator announced.

No shit, Sherlock.

Two wolves, presumably male and female, frolicked in the snow. After a while of sniffing and what I can only describe as flirting the male that I'd named Jacob mounted the female that I'd named Leah. I noticed a dejected looking wolf to the side. I named it Renesmee then started crying.

Stop crying, stupid, he was never yours. A voice in the back of my head told me. I heard a knock on the door.

"D-don't come in." I sobbed, wiping at my eyes. Mama walked in.

"W-why the hell do we even HAVE doors with y-you and A-Aunt Alice around?" I cried. She ignored my sass, then walked over and hugged me. I cried like a baby in her arms.

"What happened?" She whispered.

"I caught Jacob and Leah together."
I touched her face and showed her the image. I never did get entirely comfortable with just communicating with words. Her eyes widened in shock. "How's that possible? He imprinted-"

"No, he didn't! I just tricked him into thinking he had!"
"What?"

I pushed her away. "Haven't you noticed that I'm kind of a bad person? Or did you forget that I broke several of your ribs before I was even born? Then I bit you on the way out. You think I'm incapable of a little deception?"

She hugged me again. The more she loves me, the more I hate myself. "Renesmee, you're not a bad person. You were a baby, you didn't know any better. Just tell me what happened."

"Jacob wanted to kill me because he thought I'd killed you. I used my developing powers to show him what he wanted. What he wanted, apparently, was someone to love. I didn't realize until I was older what I had done."
She gave me this compassionate, understanding look that made me want to punch her in the stomach. If I did, she'd probably worry that I'd hurt my hand. You know she's never spanked me and won't let Papa do it? Aunt Rose did once and got yelled at because of it, even though the truth is I deserved it. Mama rarely punishes me at all, which I'm not complaining about. But I wish she'd get this idea that I'm some kind of perfect angel out of her head. I'm no angel. Papa knocks on my open door.

"Are you alright, Renesmee?"

"No." I answered.

"Jacob's here to see you. He seems quite upset."
"He should be upset." Mama muttered.

"I'm going to go see him." I said, standing up.

Jacob's POV

I stood by the couch, waiting for Renesmee. I didn't know what to tell her, but I needed to explain what happened. She walked down the stairs and my heart broke. Her were bloodshot and her hair was a mess. Bella was beside her and giving me a glare.

I walked towards her. "Nessie, I'm sorry for what you saw."

"But not for what you did." She pointed out.

I shook my head. How could I make her understand? "I didn't do it to hurt you."
"I know." She said. "You love her."

I hesitated before I answer. The other vampires are sort of crowding around, listening in.

"Yes. I do love her."
"It's mating season…it's only natural."

Now, how in the world did she know that?

"But, we're not natural, are we? A werewolf and a half-vampire like me? How could that ever work?" She continued. I placed a hand on her shoulder.

"I hope we can still be friends." I told her.

"That's all I ask for." She told me.

Jacob's POV

Well, things went better than I thought they would. Renesmee and I decided we could still be friends and, to tell the truth, nothing much changed. I was always more like her big brother anyway. Leah and I hung out more. In addition to frolicking in the forest we went on conventional dates. After about two months I noticed Leah acting strangely. She seemed hesitant to get too far from me on patrol and would softly whimper when I insisted. I'd immediately cave and go on patrol with her. I also didn't like being away from her. It was far more pronounced in wolf form. We would walk side-by-side, nuzzling each other. One day she didn't show up on patrol at all.

"Where is she?" Embry wondered.

"She has been acting weird." Seth said. Or rather, he thought this to us as we were all in wolf form.

"How so?" I asked.

"She won't leave her room and she snarled at me when I tried to get her to."
"She SNARLED at you?"

I decided to get to the bottom of this, shifted back into my human form and went over to Leah's house. I knocked on the door. She didn't answer, but her mother did.

"Where's Leah?"

"Leah's not feeling well." She answered.

"I need to see her." I said, insistently.

"She's really not feeling well. I mean, she snarled at her brother. I think she's going crazy."

"I'm used to crazy." I told her. She let me pass. I walked into her room. I saw a bundle hidden beneath the covers. Snarls were coming from beneath it.

"Leah…it's me, Jacob." I said approaching it. I drew back the blanket. She was holding her stomach.

"Tummy problems?" I asked. "We're Indians. Surely you're grandmother told you some kind of cure for that."

I laid down beside her and ran my fingers through her hair. She whispered something. She was chanting in our language, the one we spoke before the white man came. She was speaking so slowly, but I recognized it. She's singing a prayer to Q'wati, the Creator. I recognized the prayer because my mother sang it over me. To hear it again brings back fuzzy memories of being held and rocked to sleep. I noticed for the first time the medicine bag near her stomach.

"To protect the baby." She told me, answering the unspoken question. My eyes widened in shock. She looked disappointed, then angry.

"Jacob, I'm keeping the baby so leave right now if you're not okay with this. Go ahead. GET OUT!"

I hugged her. She looked shocked.

"You're okay with this?"
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"I thought…I just…"

She curled into me, the medicine bag lying between us. I placed my hand on her stomach.

"I love you, Leah. I will be here for you and for this child." I whispered in her ear. I held the medicine bag. She held it in her hands, away from me.

"This is my family medicine bag."
I touched it. "I want to be part of your family."

She grinned. "Jacob Black, did you just propose to me?"

"I think I did."

She opened her hand and we held the bag between us and sang songs for our child. Leah, giving into the wolf, wanted to be with me and me alone during the pregnancy, but after a few weeks she started to tolerate other people.

A few weeks later it was time for our wedding, but before I tell you that story I need to tell you this story…

(A/N-I know very little about Native American traditions. If I got anything wrong, please feel free to correct it in the reviews.)