Rachel Black was just coming home from a doctor's appointment eager to see her two young children and husband at their home. Rachel had just received some interesting news.

She was pregnant

With twins, one boy, one girl.

The only thing wrong with this situation was that she was contemplating on leaving her husband of five years Paul Lahote. She didn't want to hurt him, she knew he loved her very much, but she could not deal with the stress that he could imprint on someone other than herself.

She knew there was something he was not telling her. She knew. She had always got these feelings that someone wasn't telling her the whole truth while she was with her younger brother, her husband, and their friends.

Rachel Black was not planning on sticking around anymore with her husband, soon to be ex-husband. She wished to get a divorce and not tell Paul anything about their new members of their family. She did not want him to use that against her so she would stay with him and their two children.

Rachel Black was planning on having her husband sign a paper for her, she telling him not to worry about reading it, to just sign it and forget about it later. She planned to sign it as well and in the night, make her escape from her hell.

It wasn't like she didn't love Paul, oh she did, more than imaginable. It's not that she didn't love her two boys at home Paul Jr and Anthony, it's just that she wanted an escape from the supernatural world that bound her there. She, knowing that her best friend Leah Clearwater, and that her brother and husband were all werewolves, was just something she could just not handle.

She knew that her two sons were bound to La Push; she knew that they were later going to turn into supernatural beings. She wanted at least two of her children to live a normal happy life, even if it meant leaving her two sons alone without a mother for the rest of their lives. She knew it was rude and selfish for her to do, but she wanted to do what was best for her expecting children; even if it meant them never meeting their father or older brothers.

Rachel softly patted her stomach and smiled to herself. She had already grown fond of these two small beings growing inside of her. After these two children, she planned to have no more. After she was to leave, she wanted a reminder of what their father looked like, even if it was going to make her feel guilty, she still wanted to relinquish some of those memories she had in her previous life.

Rachel hummed softly to a song on the radio, trying to get over the soon to come sorrow of leaving her family.

Rachel arrived at her house ten minutes later and pulled into their driveway. She quickly hopped out of the car and gathered her things from the back seat. Not looking forward to what she had to do. She had filed for divorce earlier in the day and got the papers that they needed to sign, step one of her plan was complete.

She calmly walked into the house putting up a façade of happiness, when she was really too sad to comprehend.

She heard scampering feet rushing towards her and the shrill screams of "mommy" directed towards her. Her two sons stopped at her feet and she dropped all of her things to pick them up and hug them closely to herself, fully knowing that this was going to be one of the last moments spent with her two young children.

Her husband of five years soon strolled into the room, a smile quickly stretching out upon his face with the sight of his beautiful wife.

Truth was, he had imprinted on this beautiful person in front of him. He wanted to tell her, he really did, he was just worried that she would do something rash about not telling her sooner. What he didn't know was that something rash was about to go down, no matter if, or if not he told her about the imprinting issue.

"Hello darling." Paul greeted his wife while kissing her fully on the mouth, getting shivers to run through Rachel's whole body, getting Paul to smirk against her lips.

Rachel did not want to forget this moment, so with as much force as he could muster, kissed him back forcefully, leaving Paul to smirk again, truly enjoying himself.

Rachel regretfully pulled away. "Hi."

"What did the doctor say?" Paul questioned.

Rachel carefully thought over an answer before responding. "He just said it was a little cold nothing to fret about. Oh I almost forgot, the office gave me something that we both need to sign. Don't worry about reading it over, I read through it carefully, you know, lawyers eye and all, there is nothing that would affect us."

"Ok, I trust you. You are one fine lawyer darling. Let me see the papers and I will sign them." Paul responded.

Rachel carefully set down her two sons, watching them as they retreated into their play room. She bent down to her bags to retrieve the envelope that concealed the divorce papers. She handed them to her husband along with a pen and told him to sign just below where she had earlier.

Paul was done quickly handing them back to his wife, well now more like ex-wife. Rachel gave him a smile and placed the papers back in the envelope and placed it back into her bag.

She walked into the kitchen to make their dinner; their last meal together as a family.

It was night time, 12:03 to be exact. Paul was quietly snoring beside her on the bed. Rachel had already packed most of the clothes she wanted to bring and all of the natural necessities she needed. She had wads upon wads of cash in her bag, most already deposited into her new bank account. She wasn't selfish enough to take all of the money Paul and her both shared; she wanted him and her children to survive after all.

She had a big enough heart to leave Paul and her two sons a sizable amount of cash that she had earned from her job as a lawyer. She was after all the best in Washington, so she was bound to make more money than other lawyers around. Not to mention that Paul had a well paid job as a car salesman in Seattle. Paul and her sons were able to live comfortably for a long time.

Rachel quietly gathered all of the bags that she had not already put in her car and brought them downstairs. She quietly opened the front door and placed the bags into her car and walked back into the house to scribble down a note telling Paul and her children what was going on. She placed a sizable amount of money with the note as well.

She had set up bank accounts for all of her children and would add as much as she could each month so one day; they could support their own families.

Rachel Black then walked out the door, put her car in gear, and drove off. Not turning back.

Paul Lahote woke up the next morning alone. He looked at the clock and noticed that it was seven o'clock. Rachel was not supposed to be at work today, so why was she gone?

She was probably at the store. He thought to himself, fully knowing most stores weren't open this early, but it was better than think negatively.

He walked down the hall to wake his two children. He lifted each of them out of their cribs and placed them on the floor, watching them scatter down the hallway and down the stairs. Paul laughed and fallowed them, not knowing what he would find down the stairs.

He carefully walked down the hall, gazing at the pictures of him, his wife, and their beautiful children scattering the walls. He smiled at all of the memories and couldn't help the thought of soon making new memories with all of his family.

Paul walked down the stairs and into the kitchen ready to make himself some coffee. One glance at the table stopped him in his tracks. He saw wads of cash on the table and a note next to them.

This is not good. He told himself.

He rushed over to the table and read over the note.

-Paul

Look, I'm sorry it has to be this way. Those papers you signed last night were divorce papers. I know you might wonder why I had you sign those and the reason for why I'm leaving so here it is: I don't want to worry about you imprinting on someone else. I don't want you to imprint on anyone but me, I don't want to have to worry about you leaving me and my children. There is also the fact that you are a supernatural being that shouldn't exist.

PJ and Anthony are in too far deep in the supernatural world. I know that they will someday change into a werewolf just like you do, and I don't want that for my other children. That's right, other children. Yes you are the soon to be father of twins. One girl, and one boy.

You see, the doctors appointment yesterday was to determine whether or not I was, after all, going to have another child, and I was shocked to find out that I was not to be having one baby, but two!

I have already picked out names as well, so if one day you meet by chance, or if I die before they are old enough to take care of themselves, I want you to know their names.

The boy will be Liam Reece, while my only daughter will be Katia Rose. Do you like them? Because I certainly do. As you know, Rose is my middle name and Reece is yours, and I thought these names qould be perfect.

Don't ever doubt that I loved you. Hell I still do and I'm crying as I write this. Paul, just remember that I will always love you. Tell my sweet little boys that I love them as well. Tell Leah, Jacob, Dad, and the rest that I'm sorry for leaving, but I want to do what is best for my un-born children. Tell them I will never forget them and will always love them.

Love

-Rachel

Paul was broken. He could feel his heart shatter in two. His imprint had left him! He could feel tears pour out of his eyes.

He crumpled up the note and ran out of the door and phased mid air, not at all caring that he had left his two young children at home playing, the only thing running through his mind was that she left him. Rachel, his imprint, had left him.

Thirteen Years Later

Thirteen year old Katia and her brother Liam were standing in front of a grave. Their mother's grave.

Katia, the younger of the two was bawling her eyes out, her brother also shedding some tears, rubbing her back trying to comfort his twin.

Their mother had died in a car crash when she was to be picking up her two children from her daughters soccer game, her sons already finished a few hours before.

The two children were waiting for their mother to pick them up when a cop car pulled up to them and told them the news. They both immediately started to cry, Katia falling to the ground in heart wrenching sobs, not believing that this could happen to their mother.

The twins were told that their mother, Rachel, died immediately from impact not feeling any pain as she died.

The twins were devastated beyond belief. A week before the funeral was to be held, the police got in contact with Rachel's family and told them of the death; her family immediately saying that they would attend the ceremony.

The children grew up without a father, not knowing who he was, their mother only telling them that he was a hero and deserved better than her leaving him while having them in her womb.

So you can imagine the initial shock that they had gotten that they would be staying with their father and two older brothers until the year they turned eighteen. The twins were not aware that they had two, full blood related brothers that were older than themselves. They were shocked that their mother would not tell them such a thing.

When it was the day of the ceremony, a bunch of people who resembled the teens showed up. About twenty or so to be exact.

Some of them looked to be in their teenage years, but were extremely buff and looked to be on steroids. The twins also noticed that all of the men were tall, just like Liam was starting to get. For his age, Liam was really tall, standing at about 5'11 while his sister stood at 5 foot. Compared to him and the rest of the giants, she was tiny and fragile.

While Liam was tall and extremely strong for his age, Katia was skinny and short, but soccer, the sport in which she trained immensely for all year long, made her quite strong. For looking as she did, she was stronger than you would think.

Katia and Liam were being consoled by friends of Rachel's that were invited to the ceremony. Rachel mostly had lawyer friends, so all of those friends were prim and proper, looking smart and conservitive at every waking moment of the day. They were also extremely pale compared to them.

Katia and Liam were the cabon copy of the other. They boty had black hair and naturally tan skin with hazel eyes, and high cheek bones from their Native American backgrounds. Their hair was thick and very soft as well. Katia, instead of having the normal black hair, decided to dye it a brown color. Lots of people had black hair at her school; it was just so boring so she had asked her mother if she could dye it, her mother said yes without a second thought.

So now, Katia had brown hair that complemented her skin tone quite nicely. She loved the way it looked as well. Even Liam had to admit that it suited his sister perfectly.

Paul and his sons immediately spotted their family members. His son, Liam, he could tell was going through the change. His daughter, looked just like her beautiful mother except she had brown hair. They were both so beautiful, he was so happy that he would gain another part of Rachel. He was devastated when she let thirteen years ago. It tore him apart, but he never forgot about his kids. If anything, he spent much more time with them than he had before, knowing perfectly well that they were forever a part of Rachel, his beloved imprint.

Katia and Liam received condolences from everyone at the ceremony, telling them that they were oh so very sorry for the loss of their mother. It was about thirty minutes later when the twins were face to face with their father, brothers, and all of their mother's old friends from back home.

"Hello, I'm Paul, your father." Paul said.

"We know." The twins responded simultaneously.

"It's great to finally meet you. Wish it had been on better circumstances though. Oh I'm your uncle by the way, Jacob." Jacob said.

"Nice to meet you as well Jacob." Liam said while raising one eyebrow.

"Don't do that. You know I can't do that." Katia murmured to her brother, not knowing that the rest of the guys could hear as well.

Liam just smirked the famous Lahote smirk and replied, "You know I just do it to annoy you don't you. Right?"

"Oh I know. That's why one day I will get you back. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but someday, I will." Katia told her brother cynically.

The guys were trying hard not to laugh at the twins banter, but it proved to be very hard when all of a sudden Seth cracked up laughing, soon followed by the others.

Liam and Katia were a little freaked out to say the least.

"Why are they laughing?" Katia questioned.

That just sent them all into another round of laughter. Why the hell were they laughing? They do know this is a funeral right? You aren't supposed to laugh at a funeral! You are supposed to mourn the death of your loved one!

Was there something wrong with these Quileutes? Where they "special" or something?

"I don't think they are sane... Maybe we should make a break for it..." Katia whispered to her brother.

"Let's just back away slowly." Liam responded.

There comments just made the strange people laugh more.

The twins backed away, clearly not intent on staying with these crazy people.

"Ok, ok, sorry. We are not insane or anything, you're banter just amuses us." One of the giants stated.

The twins looked at eachother and replied simultaneously, "Ok..."

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