If I Had to Wait For You

Seth Clearwater

Inspired by my previous story and If I Had To Wait by Toni Braxton

Seth saw her get the moment she laughed. Her voice bubbled out with an infectious laughter that turn multiple head in the Port Angels Air terminal. She leaned down over the railing, a phone pressed to her ear. Squealing she waved to a taller women not to many feet from him on the ground. Seth watched as she ran from the rail skipped many steps down the escalator, and just about floored two people in her way. She leapt in to the women's arms giggling the whole time.

"Momma!" She threw her arms around her neck, laughing whole heartedly. Several people couldn't help but watch the warming reunion.

"Cassandra. My sweet baby, look how you've grown up." A green lantern book bag fell from her shoulders to the air port floor. Seth smiled, her name was Cassandra. Yeah, it fit her. The warmth she eluded from her presence. The two started to cry and sniffle, the older women pulled Kleenex out of her pocket and wiped both their eyes. Cassandra smiled letting her mother fuss over her, clean the running eye make of her daughters cheeks. He just knew she loved the attention her mother was giving her. Her smile turned soft and kind, like that of a child.

Seth couldn't help but wonder how long it had been since they had seen each other; obviously it had been a long time. A normal camping trip, or vacation time wouldn't need this much of a reunion.

"Seth!" Embry called from somewhere behind him. He expected that Jake had picked up the half vamp by now; she spent the last few weeks with her mother and father up in Alaska. They had left him to watch the car to make sure it wouldn't be towed. Quil didn't want to pay for parking; he was getting cheap in his old age. Claire had talked him into taking her to Disney land for her 10th birthday.

"Hey, all good?" He waved the three people over as he made sure Quil was still in the truck. Nessie hung off Jake's arm, it was still remarkable just how beautiful she was, her 8 year's old self was built like a 17 years. Jake carried all three of her bags under his other arm, he still was shocked at just the crazy amount of strength that Jake had, but he was the Alpha of their pack.

"What up man, you look like you just saw god." Embry laughed as her shoved him. Seth laughed to as he punched the older wolf in the arm.

"What's up Ness?" Seth chuckled at Embry's attempts to act mortally wounded. "How was your trip?"

"Great, glad to be home though." He voice sounded like wind chimes, as always.

"Come let get going before Quil blows a gasket at having to wait so long." Jake threw a bag at Embry. "Make yourself useful!"

Seth glanced behind him, the girl he saw earlier leaving towards the baggage claim. His eyes narrowed as he felt himself being pulled towards her. He noticed her comical bag still sat on the floor.

"Guys!" Seth called to the pack over his shoulder. "Hold on a second."

"What's up?" Jake stopped to see Seth looking at something.

"I just got to do something." Seth turned towards his pack. "I'll be right back, promise."

The youngest wolf took off swiftly grabbing something off the floor before jogging off and down the hall.

"What was that about?"

"Not sure Embry," Jake spoke as he watched Seth run off. Nessie pulled her hand from his laughing to herself as she left.

"Boys, it's like you've never seen a guy imprint before."

Her laughter continued as the pack elders cast her confused looks, she lead them out of the terminal to deliver the news to Quil. He was still after all parked and waiting for them, such a cheap man.

"Um, excuse me?" Seth called to the girl and her mother. "I think you dropped this."

"Oh, I hadn't realised."Cassandra grabbed the bag from the tall stranger. His voice sounded so familiar to her, as he called to her. Their fingers brushed at the strap was past to her hands. Something warm hit her, there eye's locked unto one another. She managed to get a mumbled thank you to pass her lips.

"No problem, I know you'd do the same for me." He smiled at her and shivers ran down her spine. "I'm Seth by the way, Seth Clearwater."

"Cassandra Windfall."

"Windfall?" Seth cocked an eyebrow. "What tribe?"

"Huron, I'm from British Columbia," She smiled as her mother patted her hand. "Canada. You?"

"Quileute, La Push." Seth smiled at her again and her stomach clenched as she smiled back. Something about him just seemed perfect, like she really was coming home. She hadn't been back here since she was five and her father took her away from her mother. That's why she became a private investigator, to find her mother.

"Well, thank you again. "

"Oh yeah." Seth seemed to remember something. "I'm sure your busy, maybe I'll see you around."

"Yeah sure." Cassandra felt like she was missing something. She kind of didn't want him to leave, but that was ridiculous.

He turned to leave and walked a few feet away, her mother pulled her back to reality and towards the baggage claim. She couldn't help but look behind her and see Seth do the same thing. He stopped completely turning to watch her leave. His dark eyes watched her turn and head down the stairs, and she felt like crying.

It had been three weeks since Seth imprinted on Cassandra Windfall in the airport. He wasn't sure what had happed and it was only confirmed with the relentless teasing that was made the whole way back to La Push. First he was ecstatic; he couldn't wait to see her again and had actually started to plane how he would get her to date him. How he would tell her what he was. It wasn't till Leah asked him where she was that he realised he didn't even know. How was he suppose to find her if all he had was her name, it wasn't like he could put up posters of her picture around town, he didn't even have a picture.

Since that moment he had become depressed, and had actually given up trying to sniff her out in his wolf form when he realised how stupid that was. How would be able to pick up their imprints sent on the wind, what if she wasn't even in the same State anymore?

Pouring some milk into the instate Kraft Dinner he was making for breakfast he scowled to now one. She probably went back to Canada by now. This British Columbia she was from was huge, he checked the map and Google Huron tribe members. They were multiple Huron reservations scattered; it wasn't a small tribe like those of La Push in the Quileute. Seth scowled again as he switched the TV on, Quil and Embry still hadn't stopped ragging on him when they found that out. He cursed his werewolf side for the first time when that happened.

Knock, knock.

The sound came from down the hall at his front door. Whoever knocked at the front door at five in the morning on a Sunday, had to be selling something. He turned the TV up louder and ignored the person. After the 15 knock he growled and pulled some pants on, he had just gotten off an overnight patrol shift and wanted nothing more than to enjoy his Mac & Cheese before going to bed for the day.

"What?" He barked as he flung the door open. Seth's eye flew open as air rushed out of his lungs.

Cassandra stood on his front stoop, she had on an overly large fire engine red rain coat and matching hat. Her dark hair curled and frizzed in the weather. Her bangs dripped as she stood there sopping wet and wide eyed. Her mouth partly open as she gasped, dropping her umbrella on the welcome matt under her neon green rubber boots.

"Wow." Seth sighed as her look at her. "Cassandra?"

"Uh-hello Seth." She stuttered as she net to pick up her fallen umbrella. "I was wondering if you remembered me."

They both paused at a loss for words at what to do next; both of them not completely sure what was going on.

"I'm sorry, I'm probably bugging you, coming here was a mistake." Cassandra turned to leave, so confused as to what she as doing.

"Wait." Seth grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. "Please, don't leave again."

Seth grabbed her and pulled her into his house. He took her soaked rain hat and jacket and hung them over the stair banister by the door. She wore a bright red head back to hold back most of her curly hair. A white blouse was tucked into a back pinstriped skirt. She looked ridiculous in her neon green rubber boots.

"What's so funny?" She asked not sure what was wrong. She glanced in the small mirror that his mother used to check her appearance in before she left. She squeaked and started to run her fingers through her hair. "Oh no, I look terrible. I swear the weather here had ruined my hair."

Seth chuckled at her when he pointed at her boots; she rolled her eyes at him.

"You look fine babe." He made his way down the hallway to the kitchen and heard her small padded steps fallow him. "Coffee?"

"Yes please, I've been up all night."

"Doing what?"

"Working, I'm a detective at the new house in Port Angeles. Working the night shift till my paper work come through." She spoke like it was a common fact. "Plus I had to finish doing a favour for a friend.

"You're a detective?" Seth stopped filling his and her cup with coffee from the pot he had made earlier. He all but forgetting about Mac and Cheese in the living room.

"Uh-yeah," Cassandra shuffled her feet her hands set to twist her finger together. Seth immediately noticed it as nervous gesture. "Seth, that's kind of how I found you. I use to be a private investigator before I came down here. It may be creepy, but I have this need to thank you for returning my book bag."

Seth leaned back against the counter; he could understand why she was so nervous. Imprinting worked both ways, the imprint could never resist the pull they felt to, gravity changed for them the instant he saw her lean over the rail at the air port. Her laugh had been haunting him for the past weeks.

"So, I would like to thank you by taking you to dinner." Seth worked over time to fight the smile tugging at his lips, her eyes were cast anywhere but him darting wildly around his more than modest kitchen. "If you not to busy, that is."

"What day?"

"What?" Her face shot up from where she was inspecting something very interesting on the floor. "Oh. Well, traditional I'd go with Friday, but I work so how about tonight or tomorrow?"

"Tonight, does five sound good?"

"Yeah, I can do that." Cassandra stood up pulled the hair tie off her wrist and pulled it up. "Well, normally I would stay for coffee, but I still have to make it home and I'm running on empty."

Seth noted that she did look dead on her feet and walked her back down the hall, helped her into her coat while she put on those cute rubber boots. She was she interesting, a grown women with a green lantern book bag, neon green rubber boots, but she was a cop. No wait, she is a private investigator. Seth couldn't help but imagine in that moment what she would look like dressed in leather and holding a gun.

"So I'll see you at five?"

"Yeah." he muttered under his breath, lost in the moment of her hand in his as she opened the door to leave. She walked out the door turned and paused, grabbing her bag from the floor with a sheepish grin and a small giggle. Seth's heart leapt at her laugh, and her never left that spot until she was safely in her car and driving off.

"Interesting." Seth barked a laugh as her returned to his more than cold Kraft dinner, eating it with all the verve he had of a teenage boy. He was still barking in laughter as he showered and went to bed.

So I've been insprired by my own story to start a oneshot imprint story for each member of the Wolf pack. Some will be OC, some will fallow the actual story line. I hope everyone enjoyed Seth's little love life ~snappet!

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