WOOOH! All of these story follows and favorites are AWESOME. Seriously I love that you guys love this story. Your reviews really inspired me to write another chapter...so this is for you all! Hopefully some questions you guys had will be answered with this chapter. But mini spoiler that the next chapter will be a HUGE ONE. So the more you review…the faster that one will get uploaded ;) But the beginning of this Chapter starts with Leah POV and then switches to Rosalie POV.

As usual I own nothing and thanks to the author S.M. for letting me borrow her characters. Read it and leave a review telling me if you want more or how you felt. Looking forward to writing more and hearing from you guys.

After Jacob had left, Leah noticed how empty the room felt. Without his large frame taking up most of the space, she realized how alone she was. Sure it was the same room she grew up in, but sitting in the bed hooked up to those machines she had never felt more alone.

'Maybe I should call him' she thought fiddling with the edge of the blanket.

Their last conversation did not go the way she expected to. Her damn emotions always got in the way of how she wanted things to go. When she woke up he looked so sweet hovering over her, but she knew she had to say her peace. There was no way after everything that had happened that she was going to let herself be a punching bag again. She was Leah Clearwater…she deserved respect.

There was a light knock on the door and Leah saw Seth poke his head in. Smiling she patted the bed and gestured him to come and sit next to her. Her little brother had been popping in and out ever since she woke up a few hours ago.

"Are you feeling alright?" Seth asked placing his hand on her head to check her temperature.

"Seth!" she giggled swiveling her head out of his hands, "Stop that! There's no point, we are wolfs remember…always hot!"

Leah stopped laughing at the solemn expression on Seth's face. That look confirmed her suspicions that she still wasn't healing right. When she first woke up, Leah felt the same discomfort in her bones from before the jump. Like the feeling when you sit still for too long or fall asleep in an uncomfortable spot and it just wouldn't go away. Plus her stomach was bloated and puffy. Maybe she was on her period right now, her stomach always did get a puffy during that time of the month.

"I'm not healing right aren't I?" she fearfully whispered to Seth, "What's wrong with me?"

At her question Seth looked away, unable to meet her eyes. He knew what was wrong with her he just didn't know how to say it. He didn't want to ruin this happy bubble they were living in. Ever since Leah woke up it was almost like the old Leah was back. She smiled and laughed just like old times. He didn't want to be the one to ruin her good spirits.

"Jacob didn't tell you?" Seth asked her, folding his hands on his chest. He was shocked that Jacob didn't drop the bomb on her the minute she woke up.

"We had a fight." Leah admitted in a small voice, "I asked him to leave."

Seth frowned at the heart broken expression on his sister's face. He couldn't understand her complex relationship with Jacob. When they were good they were good, but when they were bad it lead to his sister wanting to kill herself. Seth couldn't wrap his head around the idea of loving someone that much. Sure he had had girlfriends before and crushes, but never anything like Jacob and Leah's bond. But if Jacob was what Leah wanted he had to respect his sister's wishes now more than ever before.

"Leah…I don't know how to say this." Seth started to tell her, but stopped. For a minute the siblings had sat in the room starring at each other.

"Just spit it out Seth." Leah exclaimed looking very annoyed, "You know I hate anticipation, so by looking at me like that and not saying anything is the definition of anticipation."

"Leah you're pregnant." Seth blurted out.

As Rosalie walked into the auto shop she could see a pair of leather boots peeking out from underneath an old Honda. Hal of Hal and Auto kindly informed her that Jacob was in the back working on a car and he also pathetically tried to hit on her, but that was another story. She hardly could hold back her grimace as she took in the dingy auto shop. The whole place was about as big as the garage she used to keep her spare parts in back at the house. As a lover of cars herself she was disgusted at the display at the shop, by the looks of it the poor place seemed to be falling apart.

"What do blondes and bottles have in common?" Jacob's deep voice called out from under the car, starling her out of her thoughts.

Sighing she rolled her eyes at Jacob even though he couldn't see her and responded, "I don't know Jacob…."

"They both are empty from the neck up." She heard him chuckle from beneath the motor.

Rosalie tried to hide her smile with a scowl as she watched Jacob push himself from underneath the car. She couldn't pin point the exact moment she had become fond of the overgrown dog. She liked that someone had enough guts to say something back to her. Sometimes he told her blonde jokes she hadn't even heard…and she's been around for years.

"Hilarious, Fido. You never fail to amuse." She told him while passing him a dirty rag to wipe his hands off with, "Before you tell another one of those hilarious jokes, I had a reason for this visit."

Rosalie observed Jacob while trying to maintain indifferent. After Carlisle told her the news of Leah waking up she decided to go visit him. Now looking at him, she could tell that the reunion didn't go as planned. If it went the way she thought it was going to go, he would be at the house and not here in this pathetic excuse for garage.

"How's Leah?" she asked while leaning over an open hood. After looking at the engine she muttered, "Pass me a wrench."

Reaching her hand back she felt the heavy metal hit her palm. She always liked the way they could converse without really needing eye contact. They usually had these discussions bent over the hood of one of her car projects tinkering with something. It was nice having an outlet to work on something and not focusing on the seriousness of their conversations.

She heard Jacob walk around to the opposite side of the car. "She's fine. I mean I think she's fine. I mean she's awake and all that but, she kicked me out of the house when she came too."

"Well of course she did." Rosalie answered tightening the bolt on the car, "What did you expect?"

She glanced up to see his reaction and rolled her eyes at the confused look on his face. 'Men' she thought dropping the wrench on the tray beside the car. Placing her hands on her hips she stood up and faced him. Internally Rosalie was laughing at the pathetic look on his face, it was funny to see him look this confused over something so obvious. But she was trying to be friendly, she hadn't had a friend in a very long time. She missed having someone to hang around that wasn't apart of the Cullen family and Jacob wasn't all that bad. He liked cars and the gross horror movies she loved, but made her baby of a husband squirm. So for the sake of this new found friendship she was learning how to control what she had to say and not blurt everything that came to mind. But she couldn't ignore this, he was making it too easy.

"Seriously, Jacob! She tried to kill herself over you and my niece's relationship...if you can even call it one. You couldn't have thought when she woke up it would be love and puppies. And speaking of puppies…did you tell her about that?" she snickered grabbing another tool from the tray and leaning back down.

At Jacobs's lack of response she she looked up and arched her brow. Finally when he spoke she dropped the tool and it hit the floor with a loud clang. "I'm sorry." She hissed, "You need to repeat that. Because it sounded like you just told me that you didn't tell her she was pregnant."

Rosalie watched as Jacob rubbed the back of his neck. She knew he was stalling, "JACOB!"

"You're right. I just didn't get a chance to. One minute she's smiling at me and the next she's asking me to leave! What was I supposed to do blurt it out the minute she opened her eyes?" he asked her.

"Uh…yes!" she snapped at him, "and they say blondes are dumb."

She saw him smile at her little joke, but it only lasted for a second before she saw him frown, "Just with everything going on with the tribe, the money, and all the Nessie drama I didn't want to over whelm her. I mean she just woke up from a coma. What was I supposed to say Rosalie? Leah, babe, after you tried to kill yourself and ended up practically brain dead for 3 months my dad stepped down, the pack was in shambles, I fought Sam, became Chief and Alpha, the Res is broke, and oh right you're pregnant. Yeah that would have been super."

"Well it would have been better than having Seth tell me."

Both Rosalie and Jacob froze at the voice. Rosalie glanced behind Jacob to the figure behind that was looking a little sick.

"Leah." She called out zipping over to her, "Sit down. You should even be out of bed."

Rosalie used her super natural hearing to make sure that both heartbeats were still steady. As she held Leah upright she gave the girl a small smile of reassurance as she watched Jacob run around looking for a stool. She sucked her teeth as he finally found one, but knocked over a bucket of what look liked oil that was resting on top. Jacob ran over with the stool and helped Leah to sit down, slightly pushing her out of the way. She barely held in her squeak of annoyance at being pushed to the side. Jacob glanced to her with an apologetic smile, "Sorry."

Before she could respond she watched Leah slap his hand away and sat down by herself. She smiled at Leah's stubbornness. Serves Jacob right.

"I'm fine. Thank you Rosalie." Leah breathed out finding her balance on the stool, "But Jacob we need to talk. Now."

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