Authors note: this is my first twilight fanfic, I really don't know if it's good. just one thing: please don't hate me for my language; I'm norwegian and I only speak english twice a year or so, with my irish cousin. I'll try to do good, I did get an A in english writing, so it won't be horrible at least..

I decided to do a fanfic on Leah, I really never liked her at all. But she really deserves a happily ever after, and I'm really into this imprinting stuff! I'll try to update this story, and I'll try to keep it intresting but not too dramatic.

Leah's happily ever after

I ran top speed through the forests by La Push, my gray fur whipping in the wind. I hated bothering Jake's pack with my depressive thoughts and I knew Embry was getting fed up by my pondering, he just didn't confront me about it. None of them did anymore, much to my liking. I just couldn't swallow my melancholy. It had been years since Sam had left me for Emily, still I couldn't stop crying about it. He had left me because I wasn't good enough. Because I wasn't his soul mate. Because he loved her. I didn't mind Emily, truly, but I just couldn't look at the woman that had stolen the love of my life, and like her!

I had escaped the house, as Seth had invited his imprint home to meet the family. I really didn't want to meet this girl he talked so much about, and Seth had been almost thrilled to see me go. He probably didn't want me to scare her off. I understood him, I must be a pain in the ass for him and mom, they both had their love lives. I had nothing, I'm not even sure I had a life. I was so fed up with all this imprinting! Every single werewolf in my pack had imprinted except med. Even Embry, for christ's sake! The most immature, annoying and childish person in La Push! Ooops Embry, I'm really sorry! I didn't mean it that way. I had completely forgot about the mind sharing stuff. I ran in silence from then on, speeding up.

Suddenly I was in a clearing, no one there except my big wolf figure, which I was getting sickly tired of. I phased back into my human body and took a pair of jeans and a black tube top out of the little bag that hung off my foot. I put them on and gathered my hair in a tight ponytail, my beautiful face exposed to the fresh breeze. Suddenly I noticed that the clearing was familiar to me, I recognized the fire pit me and Sam had made a few years back. Tears went down my tan cheeks as I saw the writing on a tree trunk, "L+S", it had been so childish, but still so romantic! That had been our first night together, just the two of us in a tent in the forest. Two weeks before his first phase and the end of my happy life. I hadn't realized I was sobbing, when I noticed a river of tears going down my well shaped face down to my chest, making my top wet. I really couldn't see why I couldn't be his soul mate, I was perfect for him! He had even told me so himself, many times. I put my head between my legs and rocked back and forward, letting it all out. I hated him! Hated the way he had rejected me, fallen in love with a new girl, ripped her to shreads (her face was clearly that), and never spoken to me again.

- uhm, I'm sorry to interupt, are you ok? A male voice reached me from the other side of my tiny clearing. I was slightly embarrassed as I looked up into his pretty face. "click". It could have been just like that, I only had to see his face to understand it. I suddenly felt like I had taken of some hazy glasses, and finally I saw everything clear. Like jake had once put it " it's like a blind man seeing for the first time", he had been so right! I had imprinted! My insides were bubbling, this complete stranger had changed my mood just by showing me his face. His very pretty face, he had deep brown eyes (like the rest of the La Push people) and shaggy black hair covering his eyebrows. His chest muscles were defined under his tight black tee, and his expression showed concern. Concern for me. I realized I still hadn't answered.

-Yeah, I uh.. I'm just a little ehm.. Let's just say I'm a little heart broken? I smiled sheepishly up into his eyes, my brown eyes suddenly not flowing with tears. I wiped the tears away from my cheeks and waited for his response.

-You don't recognize me do you, Leah? He asked quizzingly, his mouth twisting up into a smile, a dazzling, perfect smile. Then I recognized his face. Nick. Sam's brother.

-Oh, is that you Nick ?! You've grown into well.. Wow. I blushed, I was imprinting on my lost loves brother. Was he a werewolf too ?

-Well, so have you sweetie, cute little Leah developing into a woman! who would think that was possible! He said teasing me, his face a huge grin.

- Ah! I'm not cute anymore Nick ? And I was always very mature, unlike other. I said, it was my turn to grin. He was so beauiful!

-Sure you are Leah, just not little. i really am looking forward to seeing you as a wolf! So he knew then. Huh, no need to keep that secret then!

-I'm an awesome wolf, how bout you? I bet your just a huge clumsy ass, aren't you? He suddenly phased, launching himself playfully at me. he was too late, I was already on the other side of the clearing when he reached the spot I had just been at. We continued chasing each other for some time, then ran side by side to his fathers house. I went behind some trees to phase back, when I remembered I had not packed my clothes before I had phased. Neither had he. I was standing naked behind some bushes, closest exit was the old garage, I ran over hoping he didn't notice. He didn't, or, if he did he shut up about it. The old garage reminded me of Sam and I, hiding in the loft, afraid his parents would catch us. I went to the old closeth I knew contained various work clothes, in there I found a flannel shirt, it wasn't Prada, but it would do. It actually looked kind of sexy, my long legs really showing of, it was the typical boyfriend shirt. I instantly knew it belonged to Sam. My heart ripped to shreads again. Nick. I had to focus on Nick to patch it back up.

-Leah, where are you ? His voice almost made me jump with exitement, I ran out to find him in khakis and bare chest. I was surprised I didn't drool.

-I'm here you ass, you made me rip up my favourite pair of jeans! I went up to him, resting my fists on his bare chest. He was so perfect for me.

-Oh, I'm really sorry sweetie, but the shirt suits you though. He gave me a cocky smile before walking inside. I followed him without asking.