A/N: This is the story of Leah's imprinting. I'll probably put out one chapter a week, until I run out of chapters I have completed. I just wanted to start putting it up. It got bored sitting doing nothing on my computer. The story is mostly in Leah's POV.

As always, I own nothing from Twilight. The characters are not mine, just the idea behind the story.

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I don't know why I remember the conversation I had with Jacob this well. I remember every thing that was said with perfect clarity. Maybe it's because I told him of the inner workings of my mind for once. Perhaps it's because I showed him the true Leah that hides behind the hurt, anger, and aggression.

Or maybe it's because, well just because. I don't know. But every story has to have a beginning, and this just seems like the best place to begin mine. There are issues that happened before this that I don't want to get into. Not for the fact that they hurt but because I cannot believe I acted that way, and am embarrassed to admit that I did.

Well, this is the beginning of my story. It starts off with me in wolf form, thinking to myself when Jacob intrudes into my mind. Inhale, huff. Here we go.

'This is it, the night before we're all going to die. At least we're going to die doing what we were meant to do. Protecting our pack and our tribe, the humans of Forks and the surrounding areas, and our love-sick Alpha's imprint.'

'Gee thanks Leah.'

'You're welcome, oh fearless leader.'

'So why are you risking your life?'

'I figure to protect Mom, Seth, and every other human around, besides, you should know that I'd do anything to protect Renesmee.'

'Why?'

'For two reasons. One, she is half human, and two, she's your imprint. I believe she covers two of the categories that us werewolves swear to protect. Besides, she's not the one that would have to live with you if she died.'

'But, you never liked the vampires. And even though she's never done anything to you, you hate Bella. And Renesmee is Bella's child.'

'It's never been what Bella's done to me, Jacob. It's what she did to you. At one point she was your Sam. She was to you, what Sam is to me. I hate her for it. And even though you two have resolved your issues, I still see that bit of Sam in her.'

'But if she didn't reject me for Edward, she never would've had Renesmee and I wouldn't have been able to imprint on her.'

'You were happy with Bella, and you wouldn't have had to worry about an imprint if she hadn't have left you for Edward.'

'One, I wouldn't have known that and two, how can you say that? Nessie is my everything!'

'Hey, you're the one who invaded my personal head space. I let you into the deepest part of my mind, to view some of my deepest thoughts. If you don't like them then you can get the hell out of my head space. It's bad enough that I don't have imprinting to look forward to use to escape my unrequited love for Sam, being the genetic dead end that I am! I don't need you flaunting your everything in front of me any chance you get! I'm going to sleep. I need to be rested for the bloodbath tomorrow. Goodnight'

'Goodnight.'

It was the next day that changed my life forever, so I don't know why I remembered that conversation. Oh, well. At least it made a good beginning for my story.