This is my first Fan Fiction, but I just love the whole Twilight universe so much I had to give it a go. I hope you enjoy it. This is my attempt at the Leah-Sam-Emily story, and the first of a few chapters. Please enjoy, and any constructive criticism would be appreciated.

As always, these characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, and this is my imagined world of their story.

WITHOUT A HOPE

Prelude

She was running through the forest in the pitch black of night, tree branches whipping her and gouging her skin. After what she ran, she could not remember, but she was desperate. Her chest ached and her eyes streamed with tears, and still she kept running. Further ahead, just out of reach she could hear the whining, such a pitiful and lonely sound. She felt herself gaining, stretching out, almost reaching that which she was chasing, and then the howl started. She stumbled in fright and fell into the undergrowth, tumbling and screaming his name...

"Sam!"

She woke mid-scream tangled in her sheets. She was sweaty and scrabbling, with big tears rolling down her cheeks. Several moments passed before she realised she was in her bed, safe and a little too warm. Still, the sobs wracked her body and in gasps between she cried his name. She rolled over onto her stomach, her face pressed into the pillow to stifle the sounds of her sobs as she cried for the boy that she loved.

Outside her window, unheard through her tears, a plant rustled loudly as a large animal sped off into the night.

...

Chapter 1 - Easier times

As usual, when she finished school, there he was. He lounged over the side of the school wall, his dark eyes searching for her in the crowd escaping Biology. Her books clutched to her chest, she made her way towards him, a broad smile on her face. Spotting her, he jumped up and ran over to her, his smile beaming. Grabbing her in his arms, he lifted her up to kiss her deeply. Slowly he put her down, towering over her as his lips refused to leave hers. Eventually she grinned under his kiss and he pulled back, an eyebrow cocked questioningly.

"Missed me then?" she said coyly, a smirk playing on her lips.

He laughed loudly and grinned at her. "Not so much."

She hit him with her books and he grabbed her playfully, wrapping her up tightly in his arms, grinning down on her as she struggled. Eventually she huffed her defeat and went limp in his arms. Cupping a hand underneath her chin, he tilted her face to his and kissed her again lingeringly. She leant into him and her arms reached up to wrap around his neck. It was his turn to smile.

"I love it when you're all wrapped up like this, Leah," he said with a cheeky smile.

"And why is that?"

"Cos you're quiet!" he teased.

"You love it!"

Looking at her adoringly, he replied, "Yeah, I do."

She giggled and disentangled herself from his arms, and began to walk teasingly away. He started walking after her, and she started running, her hair flying behind her. A grin tossed over her shoulder at him made him laugh loudly, and he ran after her. With his long legs, he caught her in a matter of seconds, and he leapt towards her. She squealed as he almost tackled her and laughed, hitting him playfully. He tickled her and the peals of her laughter echoed off the buildings around them. With a swift swing, he had swept her legs from under her and had her caught up in his arms. As she wriggled and giggled, he planted gentle kisses all over her face. Slowly she stopped fighting him and gave him one last quick kiss.

"So, my sexy Sam," Leah said, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

"Yes, my luscious Lea-lea," her replied, his face inches from hers.

Leah looked into those warm dark eyes staring at her and forgot everything that was on her mind. For a while, she just looked at this boy that she loved and marvelled in the joy that he was hers. Gently her hands stroked the planes of his face and the length of his hair. He stood stock still, looking at her as if he couldn't tear his eyes away. She stopped and smiled up at him again.

"Let's go get that brother of mine," she said softly.

Lowering her to the ground, Sam stepped back only long enough for her smooth her skirt and reach for his waist. He draped an arm over her shoulders and walked in the direction of the gate with her. She frowned with concern.

She turned to him for a second. "Are you feeling all right? You feel really hot."

"That's 'cos I am hot!" he said as he winked at her.

She laughed and pushed him gently. "You wish Sam Uley."

He held her tighter. "No, I already have my wish. And she's standing right here next to me."

She squeezed him tight and off they walked to find her brother.