Warning: Character Death

Three Years Ago

I sat at the end of our big kitchen table and looked at the papers spread out in front of me. Three different stacks were visible. To my left sat the big envelope that I had been waiting weeks for. It was still unopened but I knew what it said. It was my University acceptance, my ticket out of La Push, but for now that could wait. On the other side of me sat details to something I did not want to have anything to do with; information and ideas for my duties as maid of honour. After being in the mind of all the guys that had imprints I guess I was starting to understand what Sam and Emily had but that doesn't mean it still doesn't hurt. But Emily was my cousin, and I would grit my teeth (maybe punch Paul in the face) and stand up with her as she married the man we both loved.

As much as I didn't want to involve myself with the pile to my right, it was the middle pile that I wanted absolutely nothing to do with. However this stack, the largest, held my attention and needed to be tended to before anything else. A mixture of paper, pamphlets, and folders I didn't even know where to start. Sitting cross legged on the hard chair I picked up the topmost paper. That single sheet, the first three words, made me want to scream; it had already made Seth but one of us had to hold it together. Certificate of Death.

Our mother had been killed two days previous in a drunken driving accident outside of La Push. Charlie Swan had personally come to get me and Seth and bring us to the hospital. The leech doctor was there, and I'll admit that he looked like he was trying to do whatever he could but it wasn't enough. We got there in time to have five minutes left with our mother. Seth had run out of the hospital after a few words and was followed by Chief Swan as I held my mom's hand not even bothering to hide tears .

Flashback

"Leah," she whispered. I put my head close to hers and tried to stop the tears. She squeezed my hand that was clutching on to hers. "Leah, my darling, don't cry." This only made it worse. I felt her hand trying to reach my cheek and pulled back.

"Darling, look at me, don't cry. I get to see your father again. We both love you so much."

"Mom," I started shaking my head.

"You are destined for great things Leah Clearwater, don't let anything hold you back. It's my time. No regrets right?" Her voice was raspy as she tried to drag in breath.

"Mom, don't say that, you'll be okay..." she had to be.

"I love you and your brother with all my heart." She quietly whispered and the strength holding my hand let go, as a final breath blew out.

"Mom?" I shook her, "Mom!?" I reached blindly for the call bell and pressed it over and over until nurses and Dr. Cullen rushed into the room. I heard him in the back of my mind tell someone to get me out of the room as cold hands grabbed me with an iron grip.

I knew it was one of the leeches and started yelling "Let go of me!" then the cold grip was replaced by a hot one and I smelt my pack around me. I would recognize his smell anywhere. "Get the fuck off of me Sam." I spat and pushed away from him, "You don't get to be here." And with that I ran down the corridor of the hospital rushing to get out of the building.


My mind was brought back to the present by the kitchen door banging open and a stomping up the stairs. I heard another door slammed shut upstairs, and rested my forehead on my hand. Seth had phased as soon as he cleared the hospital grounds and just started running. Embry and Quil and been sent after him by Jacob as soon as our mother had died. It had taken three days to bring him back home and it seemed, now, that Jacob was able to get him to phase back. The chair beside me screeched on the floor as I lifted my eyes to see our Alpha.

"Hey, Jake" I said, not even bothering to put up a front.

"Leah. You look like hell. Haven't you slept at all?" He said leaning back in his chair.

"Oh and just how was I supposed to do that? First Seth running and then dealing with all this shit?" my eyes flashed towards him.

He put his hands up in mock surrender, letting the chair fall. "I know. I got Seth to come back. He's not talking though."

I replied with a sigh. He glanced at the papers I was reading. "Do you know what you're gonna do?" He questioned softly.

I scoffed and picked some up waving them at him "Jake, I haven't even got the nerve to look through them yet." I dropped the bunch. I looked at him and started "Why...?"

The kitchen door creaked open behind me "Why what?" came a new voice, interrupting me.

I turned around quickly "Why are you such an ass?" I threw back.

"Lee Lee, I just came to see if you needed any help." He said

"I don't need any of your help. You stopped having that privilege when..." My little rant was interrupted when someone shoved past Sam and threw her arms around.

I could hear her crying "Oh, Leah, this is terrible. I loved your mom so much, she was like a mother to me. I wanted her to be in the wedding pictures, and help with the shower, and Sam and I... " I pushed Emily off of me, my anger quickly rising.

"Emily, I don't want to hear it ok. She was my mom and now she's gone. Just take your happy life and let me and Seth try to piece ours back together!" I said my voice getting louder and louder, as I started shaking. Jake must have noticed this because he was pulling me back from Emily.

"Emily, Sam, why don't you just leave it for a while. We'll let you know if there is anything you can do." Jake said almost pushing me behind him. Sam looked angry, but grabbed Emily and went out of the house. Jake turned to me grabbing my shoulders. "Leah, I know this is a lot to deal with but you need to calm down."

"I need to calm down? Jake, she just came in MY house and tried to make this whole situation about her!" I yelled.

"Yeah, well that's Emily for you. Right now, I think that Seth might need you more." The second he said my brother's name I deflated. "Why don't you go see Seth and I'll get dad and Rach over here and when you guys are ready we'll all sort through everything and figure stuff out?"

I nodded and then walked passed him towards the stairs, then stopped. Turning around I narrowed my eyes "You don't need to look after me, I am perfectly capable." I said.

He pulled out his phone, "Sure, Sure" was the reply before he started dialing what I assumed was his dad's house.

Two days later had most of La Push around my house. I sat beside Rachel and to my disgust Paul, who didn't want to leave her side, and Seth as people came to tell us how much mom would be missed, how sorry they were, and all the other crap people think makes you feel better. After about an hour Seth had left to go stand with all the guys and I had had enough. "I need to get out of here." I whispered to Rachel and quickly slipped off my shoes. Then I took of around the front of the house and down the road that lead to the cliffs, as a light summer rain began to soak my black dress.

A/N. So I don't really like the length that this is, but hopefully I can beef up the chapters so they are longer. Plus this is just really a setting up chapter I guess. And if it has popped up again, its because I changed some grammar... I am horrible for that sometimes!

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