This is going to be for the fans that want to read more about Sam and Leah. These chapters will follow along my other story New Phase of the Moon. They will be from either Sam's or Leah's POV. I will let you know for which chapter it coincides with in my A/N or in the title. This one follows along with Chapter 23. Also bear in mind that I never read books 3 and 4 and have no idea of any of Sam's history except for what I get from this site. So I am totally making it up as I go along. Things in italics are the wolves talking to one another and memories. You will know the difference. Enjoy…Kristy

I sigh and try to get into Family Guy. Yes, I am Alpha and serious as shit but I love my Family Guy. It's no use, I'm not into it. I crack my neck and turn the television off. Emily comes in from the kitchen with a beer and some pretzels. She glances at the TV and a look of apprehension flits across her face so quickly that if I wasn't a werewolf I would have missed it. She places the plate and beer on the dining room table before sitting next to me, threading her fingers with mine.

"What's wrong, Sam? You're so all over the place." She speaks so quietly but it doesn't matter because I hear her as clear as day. I shrug which infuriates her. "You've been like this since…"

"Don't." One word. All she gets is one word.

She faces me and I stare straight ahead but I can see her out of the corner of my eye. I can see her smooth cheek that leads to her plump lips that I have trembled kissing. I can also see the scarred puckered tissue that I caused when I phased too close to her. But that doesn't make her any less beautiful and I can feel my heart softening. Then she speaks again, "Leah." I flinch and it doesn't go unnoticed. "You haven't been my Sam since Leah started phasing."

I rise and grab the beer off the table, swallowing the entire contents in one gulp. "It's almost nightfall. I'm going to wash my face and head out for patrols."

She rises off the couch and grabs my arm, knowing that I can walk away without any effort. But I don't because she deserves better and she's my imprint. But ever since Leah phased, things have been off balance. Em knows I never stopped loving Leah, it would have been impossible to stop for the force that was Leah blew me away and took my heart with her. Emily also knows that when I first set eyes on her, time and space shifted and I imprinted. She's supposed to be my soul mate. My forever. She is also Leah's cousin and best friend. We ripped her heart out when we became Sam and Emily.

"We need to talk. You can't ignore me and pretend everything is all right between us when we both know it's not. We never meant to hurt Leah. God, she's like my sister Sam, but what happened between us was unalterable and I am not sorry because it gave me you." Yeah and Leah got dick, not mine, just dick. Emily loosens her hold on me and just stares at me. "You haven't touched me since she phased. Your kisses lack passion and warmth. You hardly speak to me. Two weeks ago, we were discussing the possibility of marriage and now you…"

I cut her off, "No, you were discussing the possibility of marriage. I said I was too young. I told you that the pack and the vampires come first right now."

She glares at me, her eyes darkening and hisses at me, "Fine. Go wash up, we'll talk after you patrol." She stalks off and my head falls as I gently punch the wall. I head into the bathroom and turn the cold water on full blast in the sink. I clench my hands into fists by my side. We won't talk. I won't talk.

I finish and head out through the back door, knowing Em was in the living room watching one of her celebrity shows. I chuckle softly because it was one of the things I adored about her. I walk into the woods and pull my pouch from my pocket. I lower my shorts and shove them inside, looping the string around my ankle.

I sniff the air and can't smell any of the pack. I am glad that I am the first one out here because I won't have to filter my thoughts and a good run will help with my dismal mood. I phase and bound deeper into the trees. I run and run until the breath in my lungs comes out wheezing. Then her smell assaults me and I freeze. Leah.

I follow her scent and it leads me to the creek we used to love to visit. My heart nearly rips from my chest as I watch her white fur glisten with water as she plays with a fish and gives chase to a frog sitting on a log. This is when the shit hits the fan and the box that I have so painstakingly constructed starts to come apart.

We were in the creek, splashing one another with the cool water. I couldn't breathe when she stood straight up. Her light pink t-shirt was damp against her dark skin and I could see her brown areola through the blasted thin material of her bra, nipples hard and aching for my touch. Her breath hitched and we just stared at one another.

Leah's head snaps in my direction along with a low growl. "You have no right Sam. Put that shit away. Those are my memories. My times. You don't get to have them."

Even in wolf form, her eyes remain Leah's and they are one of the things I loved most about her. Still love about her. How she can be the face of utter calm but if you look into her eyes, you can see the storm brewing in them. Another memory breaks away from my secret box.

I was at the carnival with Paul and some other guys from our school. I saw Rachel Black walking past with Leah Clearwater and their little brothers. Leah was a year younger and still a junior but Rachel still hung out with her. We were 18, just graduated and I really wanted to get into Rachel's pants. Hmm, well here might have been my chance. Rachel walked into the Fun House with the two boys, leaving Leah outside. I glanced at Paul who knew what was up and walked over to Leah.

"Hey Leah, you gonna hook me up with your girl Rachel?"

She turned and had a haughty look on her face. "No."

"Why the fuck not?" I stood next to her, pissed, arms crossed against my body.

She smiled sweetly and came closer as if to whisper something to me. I leaned into her and smelled the faint scent of orchids that I will forever link to her. She licked her lips and said, "Because you're going to fall in love with me. It wouldn't be fair to Rachel. Bye." And she sauntered off just like that.

Leah cries out in her head for me to stop but it is beyond my control now. She shakes her head at me, "Please Sam, just stop."

After the carnival, I couldn't get Leah Clearwater off my mind. Who the fuck was she? Just some stupid junior who got herself planted in my head. I couldn't help but notice her after that. The swell of her hips in the tight jeans she loved to wear. The way the long black curtain of her hair swung as she walked. The pink gloss on her full lips that I wanted to feel on mine and my dick. The first time we kissed was in her dad's office at the hospital. He had gotten me a job as a janitor and I needed to speak to him. I waited and stood when the door opened, but it wasn't Dr. Clearwater that walked in, it was his bratty daughter. She was surprised to see me and it gave me the upper hand as I approached her. She asked what I was doing and I just grabbed a handful of her hair and crashed my mouth against hers. I never tasted anything as delicious as Leah Clearwater and I pretty much had messed with all the chicks in my school and some from Forks High. I was hers from the moment our lips met.

"STOP IT!!!" Leah fell to the ground on the bank of the creek but more and more memories came out of the box. Our first date. The time Seth walked in on me sliding my hand under her sweater. Dinners at her house since her parents were not letting her stay over at mine and I couldn't blame them. My parents died when I was in middle school and my grandmother who took me in passed away my senior year of high school right before graduation. I was left with her house and even though Leah's parents loved me, they weren't letting two hormone driven teens alone in an empty house. The first time we made love in my bed, candles lit beside us on my grandmother's dresser. Her face so full of love and how her skin glowed under my touch.

Leah snivels and keeps begging me to stop and God, I do try but I can't. Then the box breaks open and I destroy us both.

We were here by the creek, having a picnic. Leah had graduated and she was going off to Peninsula College in Port Angeles in a few days. I was happy, proud and sad that my best friend and lover was going to be away from me. We had become inseparable over the past year. Besides my mother and grandmother, there was no woman who had a claim on my heart like Leah. I still worked at the hospital and did handy man jobs around the res for extra cash. She was going to live in the dorms and come back on weekends. I was fidgeting around when she turned to me and asked, "What is wrong with you? You've been antsy the entire afternoon. Is it about school? I told you, my dad said that it didn't make sense for me to commute the hour and twenty minutes each way with a full course load and a job in Port Angeles. I thought we were good now."

I kissed her brow, "We are. I get it. And you're a little more than an hour away. That's not it."

She sat up and faced me, grasping one of my hands in hers. "Then what is it Sam?"

I brought her hand to my lips and kissed it. I worked my lips down to her wrist and she moaned. It was one of her weak spots and I loved using it. She climbed on my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck as we kiss. I slowly reached into the picnic basket, but toppled over as I grabbed the small box.

"Ouch." She laughed as I had my full weight on her. I brushed her hair out of her face and brought the small red box between our faces. Her eyes widened and I smiled at her. "Sam?"

I leaned on one of my elbows and opened the box with my teeth, exposing my mother's engagement ring. When I had gotten it back from the police after the accident, one of the diamond baguettes on the left side of the center diamond was missing. I replaced it and the other diamond with rubies. I sat up as she scrambled to her knees in front of me. "Leah Clearwater, you've been in my heart ever since that night at the carnival when you told me that I would fall in love with you. I thought you were delusional and you were right. I kissed you the first time in your dad's office to teach you a lesson and learned one instead." Her eyes filled with tears. I cleared my throat and continued, "I love you. I love you so much and it would honor me if you would become my wife. So Leah, will you marry me and wear my mother's ring?"

She laughed and nodded yes as she threw her arms around my neck. "Yes! Yes! Oh my God, Sam, hell yeah!!" We kissed and I slipped the ring on her finger…

I hear a guttural cry and realize it's me as Leah phases before me. I pad my way to her and try to make her pick up her head. She's naked on the ground. Before I realize what's happening, it is not my paw stroking her hair, it's my hand. I had phased and laid down beside her. "Leah…Lee-Lee…baby please open your eyes. God, I'm so sorry. I'm so fucking sorry. Please don't cry."

I keep stroking her hair and then her cheek. She turns into my palm and rubs her skin against it to dry her tears. I can feel her hands now, on my chest. I trace the line of her jaw with my finger and down her neck to her shoulders. She just continues to trace the ridges of my chest and stomach with feather light touches of her fingers. I feel myself harden and I know she can feel it too. We're less than 6 inches apart and my dick is ramrod straight between our bodies wanting to bury itself in her warmth. I take in a deep breath and am rewarded with the smell of her arousal. My hand runs down her bare arms. My lips touch her forehead with the barest of touches. I can feel her breath on my neck as I trail open mouth kisses along her cheek, jaw, neck and bare shoulders. We're lying on mud and I don't give a shit. I have her in my arms again. I am touching her soft skin again. "Leah…"

I break the trance and she jumps up, slapping me across the face before she half crawls and scratches her way to a tree which I can vividly remember taking her against. She grabs her dress off of a low branch and whips it on as I scramble to my feet. "Leah? Ple…"

She pulls the dress down and glares at me, "Emily." The loathing rolls off her tongue nearly buckles me at the knees. My head falls in shame and when I look up, she's gone and I am alone.

Later That Night - - -

I follow after Leah as she walks deeper into the woods to phase. I ignore Jake's confusion as to why I am following Leah. She is just ignoring us both. Phase back and wait for me at your house. Jake follows orders as expected. "Leah we need to talk."

She looks at me over her shoulder and growls. "Leave me alone. Wasn't this afternoon enough for you? Leave me alone."

"I didn't mean to hurt you." She laughs in my head and my heart clutches at the sound. "Leah, you have to listen to me."

"You need to back the fuck off. I am not doing this. This is utter bullshit and you know it. Leave me alone Sam. It was so easy for you the last time. Go ahead and do it now. Leave." She turns back around and starts to walk away.

I act before I have time to think. The growl comes from deep within my chest as I launch myself at her. We tumble and nip at one another. Actually she tries to take a piece of the back of my thigh with her strong jaws. I howl my frustration and finally manage to get her pinned underneath me. "It wasn't fucking easy! I have never hurt as much as I did when I had to tell you about imprinting on Emily!! I loved you! I still love you and it kills me that I hurt you."

"Sam please just stop. Can't you understand I can't take any more pain? Not after my father. Not after losing you. Just stop." Her anguished cries cause me to lose my breath. I scamper off of her.

"I never meant to hurt you and this afternoon…I'm sorry. Please know how truly sorry I am." I phase and grab my pouch, pulling my shorts out and shoving my legs into them. I start to walk towards Jake's house and feel her hand on my shoulder. I start to turn but she digs her nails into my skin.

"Don't turn around Sam. I know you didn't mean for what happened this afternoon to happen but I can't handle you remembering what we had and what we shared. It kills me. It takes another piece of me away and soon I'll be left with nothing. Can you understand that? I don't want to be this bitter old hag that can't get over her first love." The desperation she feels is evident in her voice.

I grasp her hand and turn around. "You can never be that way Leah. You're hurting and that's why you lash out. I get that. It's my fault. And I am sorry for letting those memories attack you this afternoon." I swallow and rush on, "But I am not sorry for putting my hands on you. I am not sorry for feeling your skin against mine again. I miss you Leah. So much."

She shakes her head and tears fall from her eyes. "You can't Sam. You imprinted. You have…you have Emily now. You're happy."

I shake my head, tears threatening to spill. "No, you're wrong. I'm not happy. I'm torn and right now even though as we speak part of me wants to be by my imprint's side, another wants to kiss you. Kiss you and make love to you."

Leah gasps and takes a step away from me. "You can't say things like that. Look it's because I'm around you more and we're patrolling…hmmm…"

I cut her off with my mouth. I cut her off with my tongue caressing hers for those little moans of pleasure I remember. Then I am compensated with them. My hands get tangled in her hair and then I feel like a knife is cutting into my heart and fall back, gasping for air. What the hell was that?

Leah says nothing as I rub frantically at my chest trying to soothe the pain. She slowly wipes her lips as if to erase my kiss. Then she turns and walks away. I rise and turn towards Jake's house knowing that I fucked myself up and that kissing a woman who isn't your imprint could possibly kill you. I sigh and make my way to Jake.

After Jake and Sam's Talk - - -

I feel Jake phase and run back towards my house. Would he still not judge me if he knew I kissed Leah? Would it make me hate myself any less? I reach my backyard and phase. I go inside and head straight to the bathroom to shower.

The hot water steams the small bathroom and I step inside the tub. I lather my hair and pick out some small twigs. I smell her before she steps inside the tub with me. The pain that had been in my chest after I kissed Leah totally dissipates and I turn to Em. I open my mouth to tell her but it's as if she knows. She shakes her head and reaches for me.

"No Em. Not now. I'm sorry. I don't want to hurt you too." She tries to speak but I know she can see it in my eyes.

"You still love her?" she asks incredulously.

My eyes widen at her question, "I never stopped. You knew that."

She smiles fretfully, "Yeah but I thought with me being your imprint it would just go away."

I shake my head. "No. It was always there. It never left Emily. I still love her."

She nods and steps out, grabbing a towel from the rack. She looks at me, her expression fierce. "Then you have to decide Samuel. You need to speak to Billy and the council because I am pretty sure nothing like this has happened before. I can't believe you still want her. After all we've been through."

"I still love her. Wanting is something else altogether. I am sorry Emily. You have to know that." She glares at me. "I…"

She cuts me off, "This is how she must have felt. God…" She walks out and slams the door behind her. I finish my shower and know that I'll be sleeping in my old room until I figure this out.