Three followers now! Hey, its something. I reread my chapters and I apologize for the mistakes. I was in a hurry to get chapters out, because I felt the first chapter wasn't enough information to get people interested. I'll try harder though. Anyway, onwards and upwards. I don't own Twilight. Theres cussing and mentions of sex in this chapter.

Chapter 4
Reese's pov
I woke up sweating. I was laying in my bed, but there was something, no someone, wrapped around me. I try to turn around and see, but they are truly tangled around me, arms around my chest, legs over my legs. I see tanned arms holding me closer to his chest. Then I remember the previous night. My moms broken picture and Sam.
I try to wiggle out again, but that just causes Sam to pull me in closer. God, he's burning up. I wonder if he's sick. I touch his hand.

"Sam," I say quietly my voice roughened with sleep.

"Hmm," he says pulling me even closer, which I didn't think was possible.

"Sam, you need to wake up. I think you have a fever or something and I need to clean up the mess downstairs," I say softly to him.

"I'm fine. And I cleaned up last night after I carried you up here," he says not moving at all. I freeze and turn around to face him. He lets me roll over but never relinquishes his hold.

After I'm facing him he settles back down. It looks like he's fighting to keep his eyes open, but he smiles at me. It's then I notice he doesn't have a shirt on. I blush and quickly look back at his face.

"Why," I ask truly curious. I know I should be freaking out about him being in my bed shirtless, but I'm fully dressed and I feel safe around him.

"Why what," he asks his eyebrows coming down in confusion.

"Why did you clean up? Why did you stay," I say looking straight into his eyes.

"I wasn't tired. Figured I might as well do something useful. After I was done I came to check on you. I had every intention of leaving, but you said my name and I thought you were awake. So, I just laid down beside you. In hindsight I probably should have just crashed on the couch, but it was too far. I wanted to make sure you were ok. And the floor isn't exactly comfortable. I'm sorry," he says. I get the impression he isn't sorry at all. All of a sudden he shivers and I think there is something to the fever theory, but I realize that, without being conscious of the action, I was grazing my fingers along his back. I'm not even aware of when I put my arms around him. I stop the movement and go to retract my arms.

"No," he says harshly. I freeze and he clears his throat. "No, its ok I like it. Please don't let go." I stay where I was.

"Sam," I whisper and again he shivers. "What's going on?"

He stares at me for awhile , but when he goes to say something theres a loud banging and someone ringing the bell incessantly at the same time.

"Samuel Uley! Get your ass down here! I know you are in there! Emily said she seen you at the party! Come down here and talk to me," a female voice yells.

"Shit," Sam says leaping out of bed. "Stay here."

I hear his footsteps running down the stairs. The front door squeaks open then there's a bang.

"What the hell Sam?! You piece of shit! You break up with me then spend the night at some kids house," I hear a girl shriek.

"Leah calm down. She's not a kid and we broke up months ago," Sam says in a steady voice. I get up and decide to go to the top of the stairs.

When I reached the top of the stairs they squeak and Sam's head snaps in my direction. Our eyes meet, but I pull my gaze away to look at the girl in the doorway.
She's Quileute like Sam and she's tall. She has long shiny dark hair. Her forehead is level with his nose where my head can easily be an arm rest for his propped arm. They make a striking pair. I immediately feel inferior. Sam takes a step towards me with his hand stretched out in a stop motion.

"Reese, go back up stairs," Sam says he sounds worried. I hadn't realized that I was halfway down the stairs. All of a sudden the girl I was studying is looking right at me. Her eyes wild with fury.

"You! You little home wrecking slut! Where do you get off sleeping with my fiancé," she screams. She tries to take a step towards me, but Sam blocks her. I pale at the word fiancé.

"I I," I choke on the words. "I'm sorry. I didn't know he was engaged. Nothing happened last night," I say stepping closer waving my hand back and forth as if I'm sweeping last night away. "He stayed and helped me clean. That's it. I don't sleep with guys that have girlfriends. I'm so sorry. Sam you need to leave," I say then I look at Sam who has turned to look at me with wide eyes. He takes a step towards me and I step back. He stops and gets a pained look on his face.

"Reese, please. We're not together anymore. We broke up months ago. We were never actually engaged. We talked about it in highschool! That's it I swear," he says. Its to late I can't stand guys that jump from bed to bed.

"Just go Sam," I say. I turn my head away from him and look directly into Leah's eyes. "I'm so sorry. I didn't know. I promise nothing happened and nothing will."
I hear Sam suck in air and Leah looks smug. I try to lead them out but Sam won't budge and Leah is waiting for him.

"No Reese. Please, listen, please don't do this. We haven't been together in nearly a year. We dated all through high school, but after we just grew apart. Please," Sam's begging me. He hasn't taking his eyes off me since I came down the stairs. I close my eyes and rub my forehead my fingers lightly grabbing the hair on top of my head.
"Just go Sam," I say quietly. Sam steps towards me and puts his hand on my arm. The heat sears it and all of a sudden its not as comforting as it was last night or even this morning. I jerk away and Sam pulls his hand back quickly. I look him in the eyes, but have to look away at the pain I see there.

"I don't want you here Sam. Thank you for staying when I was upset and for picking up, but please don't come around again. Don't talk to me anymore. I thought you were a good guy, but it turns out you're just like every guy. Its crazy I thought I knew you after just one little conversation. God, I'm so stupid. Leave now," I say.
Leah tries to grab Sam's arm, but he violently jerks it away.

"Please," he tries one more time.

"Goodbye Sam," I say. I put my hand on his elbow and try to turn him towards the door.

"Don't touch him! You say nothing happened last night and I believe you, but you don't get to touch him,"Leah says knocking my hand down hard. Then I feel Sam shaking by me. He's glaring at Leah and his entire body is shaking. Leah steps back and looks scared.

"Sam, come on stop looking at me like that. Sammy you're scaring me," she says. All of a sudden there's two more shirtless guys running in my front door.

"Sam," one of them yells in a deep voice. "Think of Reese. You can hurt her." I look over at Sam and he's shaking so fast he's nearly a blur. The other shirtless guy pushes Leah next to me and stands in front of us.

All of a sudden I hear a rip and then a growl.

"Damn it," the guy in front of Leah and I says. "You girls stay behind me."
My eyes pop open and I peak around the guy standing in front of me. Completely ignoring his warning.

There's a giant black wolf in my house. Then right in front of me I see the other guy explode and where he was standing is a brown wolf. I feel my eyes go wide. I see black around my vision. I feel my heart begin to race.

I take a step back, even though theres a national geographic voice in my head saying when you run it sets off their instincts. Then the black wolf's head swings in my direction. I find myself staring in its eyes. My heart starts to slow and I move a step closer.

"Sam," I say.

"Its just a legend. Its not possible," I hear Leah mutter.

"Oh its possible alright. And you pissed Sam off big time by, not only coming here and causing him and his imprint to fight, but you also put your hands on her," the guy that's standing guard says.

"Imprint," Leah says quietly. Then she looks at me and her eyes get big and I see tears in them. "The third wife," she mutters. The guy nods. Then he looks at the black wolf. "I'm sorry Sam we didn't find out what she had planned till she was already here. Otherwise we would have headed her off."

I drop down to sit on the bottom step of the stairs. I put my head between my knees and breathe in through my nose and out through my mouth. I pick my head up and see the black wolf moving towards me. I raise my hand in a stop motion. It immediately stops.

"I don't know what's going on," I say.

"That's ok we'll explain-," I slash my hand in the air to get the guy to shut up and he does.

"I don't know what's going on and I don't care. I'll chalk this up to a nightmare and I'll never bring it up again. Just please leave," I look at the two wolves. "All of you."
The two wolves whine and then they run out. The guy looks at me with sad angry eyes, but he grabs Leah and they leave. I get up and close the door, but it doesn't block the sound. I hear a painful loud howl followed by two more answering. I shiver and lock the door.

I turn around and see the empty space where there was just two horse sized wolves. Theres nothing there that proves they ever existed.

I walk around to the living room and there on the arm of the couch is a blue butterfly. Its wings furiously fluttering. How can an insect show any emotion? Then everything goes black.

"Reese, babe. Come on you're going to be late," a husky voice whispers in my ear. I smile at the warmth. I hear a chuckle. Then hands are grabbing my side tickling it. I jerk around and kick all the while laughing.

"Stop! Stop! I'm awake," I pant out. The hands stop tickling and start soothing instead. I turn around and bury my face into his chest. "I don't want to get up," I mutter. "Can't we just stay in bed all day," I ask. Then in a move that I know is manipulative I begin to kiss his chest. He shudders and he puts his hand on the back of my head. Just holding it there.

"Reese," he hisses out when I start running my hand along his ribs and down to the waistline of his basketball shorts. I play with the hem for a bit, but before I can push my hand in. He grabs my wrist. He puts his mouth to my ear and whispers "That's not fair. We have to go. I have work. You have to drop the kids at school and go to work. We don't even have time for a quickie. Don't start something you can't finish."

I smile and look at the alarm clock on the nightstand.

"Sam, we have ten minutes before the kids burst in. If you can't get me off in that time, why the hell did I marry you," I whisper. He chuckles and then kisses me hard.

"Come on baby, push," Sam says.

"What the fuck do you think I'm doing?! Sucking in," I yell. I take full advantage of the fact he has super wolf healing and squeeze the hell out of his fingers.

"You're doing great! Just a little more. I see the head," the doctor says from between my legs.

"Yeah well I feel the head! Never again Sam," I say through a hard push.

"Ok, we don't have to have anymore if you don't want to," Sam says kissing my temple. I push him away.

"I'm talking about sex. We're never having sex again. That's the only thing that's safe," I say when theres a lull in the pressure. The doctor laughs and Sam blessedly doesn't talk anymore just wipes sweat off my forehead.

Then there's an immense pressure and I push hard.

"Congratulations! Its a boy," the doctor says handing me a screaming baby wrapped in a blanket. When he's in my arms he immediately stops crying and I start.

"He's perfect Sam," I choke out. I look up at Sam and see tears coming out of his eyes. I look back down and rub a finger along his cheek. "Ok maybe we can have more. But just one."

Sam doesn't say anything he just kisses my temple.

"Sammy, Lindsey, Danny you better be dressed and on your way down here," I yell up the stairs. I rub my extending belly and walk over to the dining room table where Sam is setting down plates. He smiles when I walk over to him. I wrap my arms around his waist resting my ear over his heart. He doesn't hesitate to put his arms around me.

"Sam," I say.

"Hmm," he hums in my hair.

"I'm seriously done. No more kids after this one," I say. He chuckles.

"Whatever you want," he says gently rubbing the side of my belly.

"I'm serious. I think you should go get a vasectomy," I say. He starts laughing and pulls away from me because hes laughing so hard.

"What? What's so funny," I say.

"Babe, I'm a wolf. Even if they could perform the surgery, it would all be fixed before twenty-four hours," he says still chuckling.

"Whatever," I mutter as we here the stampeding of our children running down the stairs. Danny, our youngest at four, trips on the last step and Sammy, Samuel Jr. our oldest at eight, stops and helps him.

"You're okay Danny. See not even a scratch," he says bending down and examining Danny's knees. Danny is trying not to cry, but his bottom lip is trembling. Lindsey, our middle child at six, squats down to.

"Its okay Danny. I fall a lot too. It hurts sometimes, but I feel better after dad or mom give me a hug," she says in her quiet voice that she got from me.

"Come on Dan," Sammy says putting his hand down to pull him up. Sam and I are watching from the dining room. I smile at the little man my Sammy is becoming and how gentle Lindsey is with her little brother.

Sam kisses my cheek.

"We did good," he says I nod with tears running down my face.

Then the kids disappear. The house is gone and I'm standing in pitch black. I go to grab Sam's hand, but he's gone too. Then there's a blue butterfly that is a shining light. We stare at each other for a minute. Then the darkness goes away and there I am sitting in a crappy apartment.

Its weird watching myself. My hair isn't as shiny or full. It looks dull and dead. I'm wearing a waitress uniform that looks like I just got off shift.

I'm sorting my mail. It looks like bills all past due. A guy comes out from one of the rooms down the hall. I smile at him.

"Hey honey," I say trying to hide the stress in my voice. He gives a tight smile.
"Anything in there for me," he says.

"No just bills. Hey, did you find a job today," I ask. I flinch when I hear the refrigerator door slam.

"If I found a job, don't you think I would have told you," he growls out and he pops open a beer. I squint at it.

"When did you buy that? I didn't buy it," I say. He rolls his eyes.

"The neighbors old man left. She said she didn't drink it and asked if I wanted it," he says. I look down at the table.

"Why'd she just give it to you," I question.

"Oh here we freaking go! Everytime a girl is nice to me you want to jump to the conclusion that I'm cheating on you. I'm sorry you're so insecure, but if I wanted to be with her, trust me I would be. She all, but stripped for me. Hell, maybe I should have taken her up on her offer. I don't get much around here anyway," he mutters the last part. It makes me feel bad. We haven't had a lot of time to be intimate lately. I'm working two jobs and on my rare day off I spend it sleeping.

I bite my lip and then walk over to him. I put my hand on his shoulder and the slowly run my fingers along his neck.

"I'm sorry Pete. You know I love you," I say. Pete looks away from my face, but doesn't pull away. So, I step closer and begin kissing up the opposite side of his neck that my hand is on.

He just lets me. Not responding in a positive or negative. I start unbuckling his belt with my other hand and I feel the evidence that he's not completely unaffected. I smile and pull my head back.

"Come on. Lets go to the room," I say leading him by his belt. He chugs the rest of the beer, even though I've told him I hate the taste of it when we kiss, then he puts the can down and follows me.

I'm disgusted with myself as I watch, but all of a sudden I'm not watching me. I'm watching in the alley beside our apartment. There beside a dumpster is a giant black dog. Its skinny and matted and its doing a growling whining thing. Then it stands up and I realize it's a wolf. No, it's Sam. He looks like a rabies infested wolf.

Sam looks up at the window and I know its my window. Then he turns around and leaves. I follow him. It's odd seeing a wolf walk like a zombie. Theres no life to him.
He heads off into the woods, but he stops a noise catching his attention. Then quick as lightning he's running off.

When he reaches his destination there's a very pale woman with midnight black hair standing in front of a cowering man. Sam growls. She snaps her head towards him.
"What is this? A little puppy dog trying to be a guard dog. Go away dogman. I've stayed away from your apartment building on your request, but this ones mine," she says. Sam growls and lunges, but she's fast and Sam's weak. He's already panting. While they're fighting the man runs away.

"You made me lose him. His blood smelled so good too," she sticks out her bottom lip like a pouting toddler. Then she smiles and looks at the panting wolf. "But not as good as that girl of yours."

Sam freezes his hackles rising and a vicious growl leaves him. The woman laughs.
"But she's not yours is she," she says. "She'll be mine." Then she darts away. Sam giving chase.

He's so focused on getting to my apartment that hes not paying attention. She doubled back and flew into his side. I heard bones popping and I flinched. Sam let out a whine.

"There that will hold you off a bit. I few broken ribs and shoulder blade I would think," the dark haired lady says. Then she smiles. "Really I'm doing you a favor. You really are quite pathetic laying in that alley night after night pining after a girl that doesn't want you or love you. You'll thank me," she says and darts away again.

I stay with Sam. Hes whining and somehow I know that these injuries would be healing or healed already if he was healthy. Sam tries to get up and walk, but any pressure is painful and hes constantly whining. He keeps moving despite the pain.
It takes him forty minutes to reach the apartment complex. When it had only taking him fifteen before. Sam's head snaps up and all of a sudden he's flying. He leaps in the fire escape taking three or four at a time. He reaches my window, which was on the fourth floor, in less than a minute.

He steps inside, the window already open, he whines unsure. Theres blood all over the room. Sam goes in and stays quiet. He walks down the hall where Pete's body is lying.
"Finally," the dark haired lady says. "We've been waiting for you." I look and see me sitting on the couch, but I'm clearly not going to make it. My breathing is shallow, but I don't see any blood on me.

"See I was very careful with her and had you got here thirty minutes ago you might have saved her. Alas, its too late, internal bleeding you know. Pity, I'll let you say your good byes. I have to find a new meal her blood is septic now," she says and in a blink she's gone. Sam stays staring at me. Then his body shakes violently. There's Sam. His cheeks are hallow and I can see ribs his hair is long and dirty and matted. His eyes dominate his face.

He steps to me and touches my arm. He jerks it back from the cold, but then he gathers me up in his arms and holds me trying to warm me up.

"Please, Reese," his voice is rusty from not being used. He rocks back and fourth harder. "Please. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please." He's sobbing now and its hard to watch.
I know the moment my heart stops because Sam lets out a wail that is neither human nor wolf. I physically felt his heart break. He continues to hold me, petting my hair and saying sorry over and over again.

Theres a bang on the door. Sam's head snaps to it and he growls.

"Police open up," a voice says. Sam's eyes widen and he looks down at me. He gently kisses my forehead.

"I'm so sorry. I love you. I'm so sorry," he says. Then he gently places me on the couch and tenderly kisses my mouth once.

He shifts back into a wolf and goes out the window just as the door is busted in. He lets out a howl and follows the scent of the woman.

It didn't take him long to find her. He gives her no warning and she's dead within a minute.

I watch as what has to be years going by of Sam. He never shifts back into a man. He kills every vampire he comes across. It doesn't take long. He doesn't think. He doesn't try in be sneaky. He doesn't care if he dies.

Then there's one instance when he comes across two vampires with gold eyes. I feel a jolt go through me when I recognize Bella and Edward. There's somebody else with them a woman who looks like Bella. They were feeding on deer when Sam's growl alerted them to his presence.

"Nessie," Bella says calling her away from Sam.

"Don't worry mom. He won't hurt me. He's like Jacob," she says. I wait for Sam to react to the names, but he doesn't. He's long since let go of anything in the past.

"Listen to you're mother," Edward says scared. "He's crazy. He doesn't care who you are. He smells vampires and he's going to kill them."

Then Sam leaps taking Nessie down easily. Bella and Edward scream and go to help their daughter, but Sam gets Edward and rips his head off with a flick. Then he pounces on Bella and pulls her head off too. They didn't have a chance really. Sam has this down to a science.

Then there's a howl much like the one Sam let out when I died and there's a russet colored wolf running from the trees. He sees Edward and Bella's bodies and then he sees Nessie's. He throws his head back and howls. He looks at Sam and Sam looks back and forth between the wolf and Nessie.

The wolf leaps at him and Sam does something I hadn't seen him do. He gives up. The wolf tears into him.

I can tell that the wounds are going to be fatal and then there's a shimmering and Sam is laying there bleeding, but he's smiling. The other wolf stops and he changes too.

"Sam," he says not believing it. "Why?"

"Didn't know," he barks out. "Sorry. Wouldn't have. Didn't know."

"Why are you smiling? You killed my imprint and say sorry and smile," he snarls. Sam grimaces.

"Its over," he says. Jacob's eyes flash with furry. Sam shakes his head. "My life. Its over."

Jacob pauses. Theres a moan coming from Nessie. Sam didn't kill her after all. Just made it where she couldn't fight him.

"Didn't kill her. She had blood. Not a bloodsucker," Sam grunts out. Then he looks right at me and smiles. "Reese."

I notice other wolves coming out of the forest. Jacob has ran to Nessie and is helping her. I notice she's already healing from her deep gauges, but Edward and Bella aren't moving.

Then the same two men that were in my living room are there beside Sam.

"Sam," the one that turned into a brown wolf says. Sam's eyes don't leave mine. The other man looks and tries to see what he's seeing.

"Reese," Sam mutters his eyes dulling and body becoming weak. "I'm sorry."
I guess he can see me. So I step up to him and smile.

"I forgave you a long time ago," I say. I move his hair away from his face and he closes his eyes and turns his head into my hand.

"Warm. Not cold," he says and smiles into my hand.

"Somebody help him," the guy yells.

"Those are fatal Jared. Theres nothing we can do," the man that protected me at my house says. He puts a hand on Jared's shoulder. I stand up.

"Don't leave," Sam says panicking. I turn and smile trying not to cry.

"I won't," I say. Sam breaths a sigh of relief.

"I love you. I'm sorry I couldn't save you," he says. I nod and smile.

"Its okay," I say. "I didn't feel anything," I impulsively say. Sam frowns.

"That's a lie. She broke most of your bones. You felt that," he says. I notice Jared sucking in a breath. "If I wasn't weak I could have saved you."

Sam's breathing starts to become more labored.

"Shh, it's ok. Sam I love you," I say and he smiles. Then hes gone. All the wolves throw their heads back and howl. Then everything goes black.

I'm on the floor in my living room. I quickly turn my head to see if the butterfly is still there, but its gone. What the hell happened?

Authors note: Okay...so I have came to realize half the things I plan to write changes. I didn't plan hardly any of that. Actually, I was going to have Leah change in front of Reese. Well anyway hope you like this chapter. This story is starting to write itself. I want to thank my reviewer. I really needed to hear some feedback. And I now have 3 followers! So thank you!~