Act 2 is Sam's pov. My idea with this story is to get a better idea of what the three of them went through with their imprinting/love triangle. Just so we can get each person's side of the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Twilight series!

After I left Leah's house, I walked past my truck and down to the street. I was so worked up; I knew I couldn't go home. My mom and Leah got along really well and if Mom found out that we had fought, especially about this, I would never hear the end of it. Once I hit the street I started running. Whenever things got crazy I would just go running, sometimes for hours. I felt in control when I was running, no one could tell me what to do or how to change. It was one thing I was really good at, so good that I had gotten an athletic scholarship for next fall. College was expensive, even at a state school, so I know that my mom was happy that I had managed to snag a scholarship. It was rough for her, raising me as a single mother. My dad was pretty much worthless to us, so Mom and I had stuck together and made it work.

I started running, picking up my pace quickly. I was feeling so on edge lately. I'm sure my mom thought it had something to do with my growth spurt. She said I must have too much testosterone flowing through my veins. I wasn't so sure. I had started getting really hot lately too, but I hadn't told her yet. I wasn't going to go to the doctor just because I felt hot.

My mind kept going over what Leah had said today, that she thought I would cheat on her with some random girl when I went away in the fall. That I would take the first chance to break every promise I had made her. The idea was ridiculous, I had practically asked her to marry me, and she thinks I could do that to her? My dad had cheated on my mom a lot when they were married, and I saw firsthand how she had suffered. It had broken her heart. How could she think I was like him? How could she think that I would hurt her the same way my dad had hurt my mom?

My dad was like some dog, running around, hooking up with any chance woman he met. Leah knew how much I despised him, for her to say that I was capable of doing that, I couldn't believe it. I know I had been all over her lately but it wasn't like she didn't return the attention. It wasn't like she didn't participate. I'm not some stalker or rapist or …dog.

I could hear my heart start racing again. The anger was welling up inside of me again. What more could I do to show her that I loved her, that I wasn't that guy? How many 17 year old guys put up with a tease of a girlfriend that would get all worked up and half dressed before pulling the plug at the last minute? She had been doing this for months now, and while I tried to respect her decision, I could tell she didn't really want to wait. She was just afraid.

Now I knew what she was afraid of. That I was some prick that would screw around on her.

I slowed down, bending at the waist, trying to get a handle on my breathing. I felt like my lungs were going to burst. I began panting, unable to catch my breath. My hands, which had been hanging at my sides, flexing, were clutching at my chest, pulling, as if that would help.

I bellowed in rage, and leaned my forehead against a nearby large tree. My hands were balled into fists now, and I started punching the bark next to my head. The bark flew past my face and I was surprised by how low my voice sounded. It almost sounded like a growl or something. When I raise my head, there were large indentations in the tree where I had landed my blows. "What the hell?" My shock at the damage I had caused was fleeting, quickly overwhelmed by the anger that was flooding through me.

I had taken a trail through the woods to get to my house and it was good thing. If any of my neighbors had heard me, they would have thought I was some animal.

Pacing back and forth among the trees, I tried to fight back my anger, tried to control it. But it was no use, I felt as if my head would blow off from the pressure inside of me. It just kept building and building, and just when I thought it would stop, I felt myself explode.

I couldn't tell what the hell was going on; my body was expanding, my clothes were obliterated, as I felt my bones rearrange themselves. I fell to the ground on all fours, but when I tried to stand back up, I found I couldn't. I moved to cover myself, not wanting to be found naked in the forest. But as I moved my arms, I realized that they were fur covered and massive. My whole body was covered in midnight black fur, and my head was now several feet higher that it had been. Speaking was impossible; all I could manage was snarls and howls.

I had never been more terrified in my life.

Convinced that I was somehow dreaming; that this couldn't really be happening, I started to scream. All that came out was a long, mournful howl.

Sprinting deep into the forest, I ran to get away from people, to get away from civilization. I wasn't sure what would happen if I was found but I knew that I didn't want to find out.

I ran for hours, not caring what direction I went in or how far I went. I wanted to run from what I had become, but I couldn't out run it.

By the next morning, I had tired of running and found myself returning to my house. I wanted to see how my mom was, hoping that she wasn't too worried. When my dad had left she had really fallen apart, but she had me there to take care of her. I had left her alone to deal with this mess.

Maybe I was more like him than I wanted to admit. Leah was right.

I waited in the woods all day watching the house, keeping out of sight under the dark canopy of the forest. I had seen Leah run to the door, panicked and exhausted. I couldn't believe I had done this to her, and it was sure to only get worse when and if I tried to explain this to her.

Quil Ateara, one of the elders, was in with my mom, talking to her, probably trying to calm her down. Leah had gone in the front door after knocking quickly. I could see her standing in the doorway, watching my mom and Quil talking. A look of such immense pain crossed her face that I felt as if I had been wounded. Something they said must have done this. A few minutes later Quil walked out the door, and down to his car.

I couldn't see Mom and Leah, but I thought that they might still be in the living room. I wished I could hear what they were saying. Leah stood up and made a phone call, before heading down the hallway to my room. She looked so dejected, her exhaustion painted across her face. I guessed that she was going to get some rest, and stepped back farther under the tree cover.

Later that night, I crept to my window. She was still sleeping, looking so small in the middle of my bed. Memories of all the times we had lain together, talking, messing around on that bed, filled my mind. It was so hard to see her lie there alone, knowing my absence was what was causing her to cry softly even in her sleep. Backing away, I turned and ran.

Days turned into nights and quickly weeks had passed. There was a search going on for me, but what they were looking for wasn't there. I was like some monstrous shadow of myself, dark and menacing.

Remembering the legend of Taha Api, I wondered if was possible that I had become a ghost warrior. Or a wolf. That seemed the best explanation for it, which frightened me. If those legends were true, than the world was a much scarier place than I had always thought.

As I ran, passing under the trees, through the shadows, I noticed a sense of emptiness in my mind. As if I had heard something, but forgotten it already. As if the sound had faded before I could catch it. I knew that this wasn't an external sound, those I could hear exceptionally well. All of my senses were heightened, as I was some kind of apex predator.

I felt myself slipping away from who I was, forgetting the man I had been and just going with my instincts. I hunted animals in the forest, tracking them by their scent. There were some scents I couldn't connect with any animal I had ever known. It was a sickly sweet smell, and even as faint as it was, I became ill.

Afraid I would forget completely what my life had been, I was checking on Leah and Mom when I thought it would be safe, when I was sure to be unseen. Leah's beautiful face became gaunt, almost as if she knew I was haunting her. Mom seemed like she was holding up to the outside world but I heard her cry at night more times than I wanted to admit.

Leah's parents were helping out with the search; organizing funds, media, search parties. I was glad that they were there for Leah, she seemed lost without me. I heard her crying on the phone to Emily one night, and I knew she had come down several times. I stayed away when I knew she would be there. I couldn't risk anyone seeing me, and Leah was so out of it that I honestly didn't think she would notice me.

Late one night, I had been swimming at First Beach under a moonless sky, when I realized that the tension had begun to release within me. The current was pulling on me, yet I was at ease with the world as I was now experiencing it, allowing myself to be carried. And then I felt myself begin to shift, the horrible process of my bones realigning, of fur falling off, and limbs becoming shorter. I swam to shore and within moments I was sitting on the beach naked, my wolf form disappeared.

I ran back to my house, elated despite the fact that I would be bruised and torn by rocks, thorns and brambles by the time I got home.

Planning on how to get into the house as I ran, I moved quickly. Before I thought possible, I realized I had arrived. I had to be careful, as Leah had taken to sleeping at my house, waiting for me to come home. I didn't want to wake her before I was ready to explain everything.

Unsure of how exactly to explain it, my mind was running through what had happened to me for the last few weeks. I would just have to wait until morning to talk to them.

I crept to my window and looked in. She was there, lying on my bed, so close I could touch her. And I couldn't wait to be near her again.

I opened my window quietly, watching her to make sure she didn't wake. She was crying softly in her sleep, but didn't move at all as I climbed through and shut the window behind me. I crept to my dresser and opening the top drawer, I pulled out a pair of boxers. Stepping into them, I quickly crawled into bed behind Leah. I pulled her against me and wrapped my arms around her, surrounding her body. As I held her close, her sobs subsided. She relaxed against me and I breathed in her familiar smell. Sleep began to pull me under as the stress of the last weeks dwindled. Hopefully tomorrow wasn't as much of a nightmare as the last few weeks had been.

I felt Leah starting to stir as the light came in streaming through my window. When she realized my arms were around her waist, she turned to me with tears streaming down her face.

"Oh my god, you're here, you came home!" She reached her hands up to hold my face close to hers. "I am so sorry; I didn't mean to start a fight. I know I have been kind of neurotic lately and …"

I stopped her as she started to apologize. "You're sorry? What do you have to be sorry for?" I couldn't believe she was blaming herself for this.

"Well, I thought that when I stopped us that day that you had decided I wasn't worth the trouble and then when you didn't come home I just didn't know what else to think." She paused to take a deep breath. "Sam, where have you been?"

She was pleading with me for an answer, but I had nothing to give. I couldn't really tell her what I was doing for all this time. But I had to figure out something. I would feel even more disgusted with myself if she believed it was her fault I had left.

"I was angry when I left, Leah. I had acted like some kind of predator. But when you told me you thought I could do that, that I could cheat on you…I don't know. It was just really hard for me to calm down." I didn't want her to blame herself but it was the truth. "I figured it would be better if I just went away for a while and relaxed. My uncle's house was the first place I thought of." He lives in a pretty remote part of the country, so relaxing would have been about the only thing I could have done there.

I could tell that she had more questions, but to stop what would turn into the Spanish Inquisition if I let it, I leaned down and kissed her. She hesitated at first, but soon responded with enthusiasm. Her fingers traced slowly up my jaw, pushing into my hair. It was such a small act but I hadn't been touched by another person in two weeks and this was enough to push me over the edge.

She was wearing one of my t-shirts and a pair of my boxers to sleep in, and I quickly had these off of her. My speed startled her, but she recovered fast enough to help me get her panties off. I had her naked beneath me, arms reaching for me. I ran my hands slowly up her strong legs, pulling them up at the knee. Grinding myself against her heat, I hovered over her upper body, leaving random kisses and love bites. I paid special attention to her breasts, tracing the undersides with my tongue, sucking her taut nipples into my mouth and laving them with my tongue.

"It's so hot…" She moaned.

I took this to mean that she appreciated what I was doing.

Rubbing myself slowly and rhythmically into her folds, I could tell she was close to release. Pulling away, I started to kiss my way from her breasts to her soft stomach and lower still. I found her sensitive nub and suckled it. Her hips bucked up instantly, and she moaned loudly. I held her hips down, reaching up to tug on her nipples while I continued tasting her responsive flesh. My face was buried in her; so I could feel when her tension started to rise sharply. I flicked my tongue quickly, I was eager to be inside of her. As she orgasmed, her thighs clamped around my ears and it seemed as if she was trying to ride my tongue.

When she has stopped shaking I moved myself up to kiss her, and she pulled me onto her body, arms wrapped around me, ankles crossed behind my back. I hesitated before entering her, looking into her eyes to see if she had any doubts.

"Sam, please." She cried. That was all I needed to hear. I went slow, knowing she would feel a little pain, but it passed quickly and then I began to move. It was amazing; she was so wet, so tight. I tried to hold myself to a slow pace so that I wouldn't hurt her. But it was almost impossible, especially when she began to rock with me, meeting each thrust. She was panting again, little moans escaping her lips.

Her nails were digging into my back, yet the pain seemed far away. I felt my own release building, and pushed into her harder, faster, her body grasping at me as I moved. I wanted it to go on forever, but as the tension came to a peak, I cried out, spilling into her. Before I could move, I heard something behind us.

"Samuel David Uley! You had better have…" My mom trailed off as the realization of what she had just walked in on hit her. I looked over my shoulder to see the shock on her face turn to anger.

"Young man, I will be waiting in the living room for you and Leah. I believe you owe the both of us an explanation." She looked at Leah sternly too, and I felt Leah shrink underneath me.

I wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close and turned to my mom. "I'll be in there in a minute."

After she had closed the door, I turned to look at Leah. She was blushing, both from our exertion and, I guessed, from being discovered. I brushed my lips against hers softly.

"I love you." She breathed, tears in her eyes.

"I love you too." I responded, feeling guilty that I couldn't share with her the truth.

"We better get in there before she comes back and drags us out of here." The image of my mom pulling the two of us into the living room in our current state made me chuckle.

I grabbed our clothes and helped her get dressed. We took turns in the bathroom before heading down the hall to where my mom waited for us. Leah was still a little shaky so I grabbed her hand in mine to steady her, and we went together to the living room.

Reviews are nice, especially to see what people think of my version of this love story. I hope everyone enjoys it!

Thanks to Anuddaone for reading through and helping me get a handle on this chapter! You should check out her stories, Shadow of the Midnight Sun and Dreaming of the Breaking Dawn! They are really good!