A/N: This chapter took me forever to write because there were so many directions I wanted to take it, so I got the opposite of writer's block. I got writer's overload. I'm not sure which is worse, because you sit there trying to figure out where you wanna take it. Confusing business, I know.

Chapter Song: "Snake Devil" by Scary Kids Scaring Kids.


Seth POV

I have never been this angry in my life.

Fuck you, Embry Call, I screeched in my head. How dare he? Was he out of his fucking mind? He's really gonna fuck with two imprints when he can barely lift his arm?

Yep. He was out of his mind.

I slashed at the tree, and with one swipe, I tore it to shreds. But it wasn't enough.

I had to get away form the house.

I could feel my imprint connection pulling me back to my little girl, but there was no way in hell I was risking it. I was definitely not in control at the present moment, and I would be beyond devastated if she got hurt.

Just knowing that Embry Call was messing with my abilities as an imprinter just made me angrier.

I couldn't even think of him as Embry. He was Embry Call, the man who made my imprint sob. Made her hurt.

Fuck Embry Call.

Calm down Clearwater, I tried to reason with myself.

Why should I calm down though? I could feel through my connection that Sera was hysterical right now. And she was suffering without me there to comfort her.

I snarled and slashed at another tree.

"What are you doing, Seth?" I heard Jake say through the trees. I could just make his figure out.

In response, I growled.

"Woah there," Jake said, emerging with his hands up in surrender. I couldn't do anything but growl at the present moment, so that's what I settled for.

"Seth, remember earlier? You talked me out of my rage? I'm going to do the same thing. Just phase back."

I snarled at nothing in particular. Well, actually I did, but he wasn't in front of me at the present moment where I could sink my teeth into him.

"Phase back," Jake pleaded.

I couldn't do it just yet. I whined in defeat, which made me growl. Yeah, it was a messed up stream of profanities.

"Think of Sera," he suggested, "Think of her that time right before I got married. You were at First Beach with her, playing with her in the ocean. Think of how happy she made you that day. How happy you made her."

Through my red haze, I remembered. I remembered the way her dark blue eyes suddenly didn't look so dark anymore, and you could clearly see the blue in her eyes in the sun. Everything about her was bright that day. It was like someone had switched a light on inside her skin.

My growling stopped. I was still furious though, too furious to change back.

"Good," Jacob praised, "Now what about the time you first saw her?"

It was my most powerful memory. Rosalie had stepped out of the way, and my entire world changed in one look. It was always her eyes that got me, even from the very beginning. They were just my shade of blue, I guess. My blue.

I felt my boiling blood cool. I thought more of that particular blue. When you really looked into her eyes, you saw specks of silver in them. It was like a clear night sky. You wouldn't notice them unless you really looked, but once you saw them, you couldn't look away. I swore that an entire universe existed somewhere beyond her eyes. I could have put money on it.

They were blue like the most brilliant sapphires. Like the deepest oceans.

It was simply my shade of blue.

Thinking of nothing but that color, I phased back. I was still beyond edgy though.

"Nice to see you standing on two feet again, bro," Jake said, grinning and crossing his arms.

I wasn't ready to smile back yet. I growled, low and deep in my throat, and turned away.

"What happened?" Jake asked.

"Embry Call happened, that's what," I snarled, "I go in there, full of sympathy and offering to help him out, and what does he do? He insults Sera. And of course, Sera hears all of this because she was standing there the entire time...she was devastated, Jacob. And I was so angry that I had to run outside as fast as I could when I should have stayed there comforting her, while happily ripping him limb from limb." My blue. My blue. Calm down, Clearwater.

"What did he say against Sera?" Jacob asked.

"You know what he said? That it was her fault that he ran away. That if she hadn't had the vision and didn't need to shout over that fucking DJ, he would have stayed. Like she could have helped it," I growled.

Jake snarled. "He didn't."

"Yeah, he did!" I screeched.

My blue. My blue.

"What the hell is his problem?" Jake growled.

I didn't respond. I was just focusing on not phasing again. So far, I think I was having marginal success.

"He's just trying to get himself killed, isn't he?" Jake snapped.

I blinked. "I actually think that's what he's trying to do," I said honestly.

"What's going on?" Nessie said, emerging from the trees too.

"Baby, I didn't want you standing for too long. Your feet will start hurting, and I want you to be comfortable," Jake said, walking over and putting his arms around her.

"I heard the sound of trees being torn apart. I came to investigate," she responded, looking around at the damage. I could see tear tracks on her face. She had been crying.

I stood there shaking slightly, my glare directed in the direction of the house. Jake inhaled her unique scent deeply for a calming measure. She looked momentarily suprised that Jake was in a position where he needed to calm down.

She turned around to look at me. "So is anyone going to tell me what happened?"

Neither of us made eye contact. When we didn't answer right away, she put a hand on her hip and narrowed her eyes a little bit. "Let me rephrase. Tell me what happened."

Jacob sighed. "Embry is causing a lot of issues."

Embry's name made her flinch. "What did he do now?"

"Insulted Sera. Sera overheard, and now she's devastated, and Seth is murderous."

"What did he say?" Nessie asked, her face contorted into shock.

"He said that she was the reason he left. That is she didn't have the vision of you getting pregnant, and she didn't have to yell over that stupid DJ, he wouldn't have left," I muttered. I tried to ignore the heat that was whispering down my spine. My blue.

Nessie gasped. "Why would he do that?"

"Because he's trying to make the world miserable because he was stupid enough to fall in love with a married imprint, that's why," Jake spat.

Nessie closed her eyes. "Jake," she chastisized.

"What? It's true! He's not my fucking best friend," Jake hissed.

Jake tightly gripped the tree next to him in an effort to control himself. He shut his eyes tightly, almost in an effort to will images of him away. Renesmee studied her wolf for a few minutes. "I'm going to go talk to him," she announced suddenly.

"What?" Jake and I growled.

Her eyes narrowed. "I've got to talk to him sometime. I need to tell him that I'm married, and that he needs to get over me."

"He's dangerous, Ness," Jacob pleaded.

She rolled her eyes. "Yeah. Half dead, skeletal, lifeless. I should just start running away now."

"But-"

"No, Jake. This is something I have to do. It's the right thing. Despite everything, he at least deserves to hear it from my mouth."

"She's right," I muttered.

Jake growled. "What happened to hating Embry?"

I choked a laugh. "Oh, I still despise him for what he said about Sera, but maybe he'll stop being such a sorry ass if Nessie denies him in person."

Nessie sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "That's the sadistic verson of what I'm doing, but essentially, yes."

He stared at Ness for a long moment. They seemed to be having some sort fo silent converstaion with her eyes. Who knows, maybe they were, since Nessie can project thoughts. After a minute or so, Jake sighed. "Fine. Go break some hearts, Ness."

"That's not funny, you know," Nessie growled.

"It's hilarious," Jake said with absolutely no humor in his voice.

Nessie growled lightly, shook her head at him, and walked away without another word to her husband.


Embry POV

I pretty much felt like the biggest piece of shit that ever existed.

I had fallen in love with my best friend's imprint, and then insulted my other best friend's imprint. All I needed to do was do something to Claire and then make it the trifecta.

I needed an award. I don't think anyone had quite the death wish I had.

I tried thinking positive. I tried thinking I was Seth. But of course, Seth also just threatened to nail my limbs to the wall. Maybe he was a bad role model for the time being.

I needed to find some way that I could make it up to him. I really didn't mean what I said, I was just being an asshole. I wanted everyone to be as miserable as I felt.

Well, I succeeded with Sera.

I'm such a douche bag, I told myself.

I really did love Sera. I enjoyed her spunk. I thought her wild streak was hilarious. She was an overall sweet kid, and it really wasn't her fault that she had been gifted with visions of her cousin being torn to shreds.

Her cousin. Being torn to shreds.

I dug my nails into my palm, trying to will the images away. My hands were shaking. If Nessie died...I didn't know what I'd do.

I drew a shaky breath.

"E-Embry?" I heard Sera say from the doorway.

My eyes snapped open. I saw Sera standing there with tears running down her face. Her shoulders were wracking with silent sobs. I felt worse about myself than I had in a long time.

"C'mere, kiddo," I pleaded, lifting my arm so that she would come forward. She walked to my bed hesitantly.

"I'm s-s-sorry I made you run aw-w-way," Sera whispered brokenly.

"Sera, listen to me. You did absolutely nothing wrong. I'm the asshole for even trying to blame you. I couldn't face the fact that everything that happened was my fault, so I blamed the first person I could. I wanted to make everyone around me suffer. And I'm really sorry I blamed you."

Sera pressed her face into the matress. "I h-h-hate my v-visions."

"Don't hate them," I said. I used my finger to lift up her face. "They're a good thing. Like I said, I was being a bad person that night and I couldn't face the fact that it was my fault."

"I made Seth run away." This seemed to devastate her more than thinking everything was her fault. Sobs wracked through her small frame.

"Get up here," I said. She climbed on top of the matress, and I pulled her into my bony frame for a hug. "Seth was angry, and he was making sure he didn't phase with you near him. If he ran away, it's my fault. Seth's normally a nice kid, but I changed that. I'm more sorry than I can tell you, Sera."

She didn't answer, and only sobbed harder. I patted her back.

I nudged her shoulder and gave her a half-smile. "C'mon, kid. You know I love you. It's easy to love you, remember that."

She sniffed. "I l-love you too, Embry."

She wiped her eyes with my bed sheet and even managed to give me a half-smile. Even in my misery, it was so cute that I had to chuckle at her.

One down, one to go.

And then my beautiful disaster walked in.

Her fiery red-bronze curls were shimmering and thick and fell down to her waist. Her eyes were the most beautiful brown I had ever seen. She had a glow about her that made my heart skip a beat. She was absolute perfection, and she was gracing my line of sight.

But of course, even perfection isn't always perfect.

Her torso was bloated with Jake's child. She looked paler than usual, her lavendar eyelids darker than normal. Her face was shrunken in just a tad more.

It wasn't Bella bad, but it still wasn't right.

"Sera, what are you doing in here?" Nessie asked, astonished to see Sera sitting next to me, wiping her eyes with my bed sheet and sniffling. Oh that's right, I'm enemy number one right now in this house, I thought sarcastically.

Sera had opened her mouth to speak, but the answering snarl in the woods made her stop dead in her tracks. She looked frightened. Sera jumped off the bed skipped to the window, and her jaw dropped when she saw what was outside.

"Seth...he looks angry..." Sera whispered, shrinking away from the window. He must be coming up here, and his face must have been one hell of a sight.

Stomping up the steps. Two pairs of feet. Shit.

Seth stormed in the room first, his face that of absolute rage, and his eyes were directly trained on me.

"Get away from her!" Seth snarled viciously, immediately snatching Sera up in his arms. Sera looked positively terrified.

"Stop, you're scaring her!" I yelled at him. I felt bad about earlier, and I truly did love the kid, but at the moment the only thing that was hurting her was him.

"How dare you tell me what's best for her. I know better than anyone!" His growl was dark and dangerous and totally un-Seth-like. Even Jake and Nessie took a few steps back.

"Give her to me, Seth," Jacob said, eyeing Seth's trembling limbs. Sera had tears streaming down her face, staring at Seth, horrified and in shock.

Seth's answer was a posessive snarl.

"Look, I know you hate me right now, but I apologized to Sera. You have to believe me when I say that I adore the kid, I was just being an ass," I pleaded.

"She is mine. You hurt her. She cried- sobbed- because of you!" he growled.

"Seth, you're gonna lose it!" Jake yelled at him.

Seth didn't hear him. He stood there, shaking and glaring at me with absolute malice. He was so close to phasing that I was genuinely terrified for Sera.

That is, until Sera slapped him across the face. Hard.

His shaking completely stopped like it was on a switch. Seth stood there, dumbfounded. His face had an angry red handprint mark that was already starting to heal. And he was staring at Sera with an absolutely shocked expression, like she had just transformed into a walrus before his eyes.

"You hit me," Seth stated dumbly.

Sera's tears started again. "You scared me. This isn't the Seth I know. I forgave Embry, and you should too. He said he didn't mean it, and I know he wouldn't have ever said that to me if he was in his right mind." To that, a barked out a laugh.

Seth turned his body just enough to give me a cold glare. "Shut up, Call, or I'll rip your tongue out."

"Seth!" Sera shrieked. She flipped backwards until she was standing in from of him with a mutinous expression. "You are being an angry jerk!"

"Me?" Seth asked incredulously, "I'm not the one that insulted you, Sera! He's the most disgusting-"

"Shut up shut up shut up!" she screeched. The three werewolves and half-vampire in the room winced at her trilling but shrill voice. "I forgave him, Seth Clearwater! I don't care what he said to me, because I forgave him!"

"But- but-" Seth stammered.

Sera growled, low and dangerous, in her throat. It was easy to forget sometimes that, sweet kid or not, she could easily rip someone to shreds if she wanted to. Seth took a shocked step back.

"Seraphina," he whispered, his jaw hanging.

"Jake," she said, turning her back on her imprint all together, "Can you take me to La Push? I want to spend the night at Emily's tonight. Do you think she'd let me?"

Jake nervously eyed Seth, who looked like he had gone into shock. "Um- uh- I can ask, um, ma'am," Jacob stammered. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed like his life depended on it.

Half-vamp kid- one; Fully grown werewolves- nada.

Sera let out an angry huff.

"Sera-" Seth began.

Sera hissed at him. "No. Don't talk to me. If you do, I will run away from you and not talk to you the rest of my life."

Seth's jaw dropped in horror. In my opinion, it was a little kid threat, but to an imprinted wolf, that was the absolute worst thing that could ever happen.

Seth was smart and stayed quiet.

"Yeah, I'll tell her, bye," Jacob said, snapping the phone shut. "Um, Emily said it was fine. Do you...do you want me to take you over there, kiddo?"

Seth had to hold back a growl. "I can take her," he said through clenched teeth.

Sera snapped her head around. Holy shit, if looks could kill. "Jacob can take me."

Seth blinked in shock a few times.

Jacob nervously glanced back and forth between Seth and Sera. Sera's eyes were narrowed dangerously, and Seth took a step back.

"Um, go pack your things then..?" Jake said it as a question, unsure.

Sera skipped over and kissed me on the cheek. I smiled at little at her, but I was still eyeing her imprint nervously behind her, who was taking in the scene with outraged eyes. She followed my line of sight, and shot a glare at Seth. "He better be alive when I get back," Sera hissed at him. It seemed with every threat and snarl and hiss she directed at Seth, the less chance we had of getting him out of shock.

With as much dignity as she could muster, she strode out of the room with her head held high, refusing to even cast a glance in Seth's direction. Jacob's and Nessie's mouthes dropped.

"I...holy shit," Nessie whispered.

"Yep, she's a live wire," Jacob said, staring at Seth nervously. He was stock still, staring at nothing with his jaw hanging.

"Go phase," Jake suggested, pushing Seth a little ways out the door. He stumbled out the door with a blank expression on his face.

And that, my friends, is what imprinting does to you. If your imprint was mad at you, you could get rid of any and all chances of trying to be happy- or even content. It's like walking on tacks barefoot. It's uncomfortable, and painful. You couldn't do it for very long. Except wolves with angry imprints exist in a mostly catatonic state if they're with anyone but their imprint. When they're with their imprint though, you'll most likely find them groveling on their knees, begging for forgiveness.

He stared after Seth with worry before shaking his head. "I'm going to take Sera over there," Jake announced. His eyes narrowed suspiciously at me, and then cast over to Nessie. Nessie looked extremely awkward. Beautiful...but awkward.

"Bye," Jake said, leaning over and kissing Nessie. I diverted my eyes quickly, but not in time to catch a glimpse of the look in his eyes. They were full of love and devotion, and also, a little bit of fear. Fear of me, I wasn't sure. But her returning gaze probably assured him there was nothing to worry about.

That hurt worse than anyone could ever know.

Casting one more long look at Renesmee, Jake walked out of the room.

Fuck.

"Embry," Nessie murmured, but she said it in a chastisizing way.

"I take it you know how I feel about you," I started, twining my fingers together.

Her wide brown eyes bored deep into mine, full of sadness. "I do...and Embry, I can't return them."

I shut my eyes. I knew what she'd say to me- I had played it over and over in my head for weeks- but it didn't make it hurt any less.

She took a step closer to my bed, and I opened my eyes in shock. Shouldn't she be absolutely replused by me? "I wasn't made to love you. From the moment I was born, it was Jake. It was always Jake. He cared for me as a kid, was my best friend growing up, and became the best boyfriend and husband I could ask for. I-I'm sorry," Ness said, casting her beautiful face down at the floor. I could see tears slipping away from her eyes.

"I hate hurting you, Em." I felt my heart tear in thousands of pieces with her old nickname. It used to be a name of endearment, and now it was full of ache. She was exactly like her mother. She hated hurting the people she loved, but she couldn't help it.

"Do you hate me now?" she asked, lifting her shining eyes to my hollow face. Hollow like everything else.

"I couldn't if I tried," I choked out. And boy, had I tried.

I tried to think of a million different reasons why I could hate her. She was in love with my best friend. She wasn't made to love me. I was alone, and I only wanted her. Truthfully, her very presence caused pain in my life- but I wouldn't want it any other way. She was the sun, full of fiery passion that, unfortunately for me (basically the overall direction in my life), was centered soley on Jacob. Jacob was hers. As for me, I had nothing and no one to hang onto.

And I still couldn't hate her.

There was one thing that I did hate though. The symbol of everything wrong in my life. No, not Jacob, not Renesmee.

Their fucking baby, growing inside her strong body, making her weak.

I tried not to let it show on my face.

"Will you hate me when I have my baby?" she asked, like she had read my mind.

I let that wound sink in. I let it carve me up like a jack-o-lantern, tear up my innards until I was sure I was a bleeding mess and beyond all recognition. "I can't say for sure."

She gave me a half-smile, but it was full of empty promises. "For your sake, I hope you find it reason enough to move on."

Another claw to my chest. If only she knew. "I appreciate the consideration," I said with an edge of bitterness that seemed to be omnipresent in my life. When in doubt, use sarcasm.

She chuckled without humor. "I would say take care of yourself, but..." She let her eyes drift to my pale, emaciated body. I barked a laugh.

"Thanks," I said dryly.

"But I'm going to say it anyways. Take care of yourself, Embry. For me." Her wide eyes regarded me seriously, and her gaze got intense. I finally had to look away. Deftly and almost unwillingly, I nodded in consent.

She sighed. Taking one last glance at my face, my personal hurricane turned on her heel and disappeared out the door, leaving behind a wake of destruction.

But I was only in the eye of the storm.


Seth POV

My body felt like it was being lit on fire, slowly cut in half, dipped in acid, hit by a bus, and ripped into by lions.

So this is what it felt like when your imprint was mad at you.

Okay, so maybe I'm overexaggerating a little. Sera got mad at me sometimes, but I still could handle the tornado that was her emotions pretty well. But that was when my emotions were under control.

I forgot that bond allowed us to feed off each others' emotions. If she was happy, I was over-the-moon. She was sad, I was devastated. Like the idiot I was, I forgot that sometimes, during certain situations, it worked both ways.

And now she was mad.

She's never hissed or growled at me before! I wasn't stupid; I knew what she was capable of. What eleven-month-old could already have the brain capacity as hers? But it was safe to say that I was floored when she felt angry enough to growl at me.

But why me?

Embry was the one at fault! I still had some harboring animosity towards him, but I was finding that the more I thought of what she said about forgiveness, it was disappating a little bit more. But just a little bit. At a snail's pace.

I took off my shorts that I had grabbed from my emergency bolt hole near the property during my rampage, when I had heard Nessie speaking inside the mansion. Sometimes, you tore your clothes. And sometimes, your impressionable imprint was running around inside, so it's not like you could go in there. And sometimes, your imprint's father used to be a major in the Civil War and train newborn vampires for a living, and would have no problem ripping you a new one if you so happened to decide to go inside without clothes on.

I felt sick to my stomach. I wanted Sera to pop out of the house with her unruly black hair and bright blue Converse, wearing a mischievious expression and screaming, "Just kidding! C'mon, let's go play some baseball!" But of course, that didn't happen.

She did, however, walk out of the house. She had a small leather bag that was surely her mother's slung over her shoulder, marching to the car with a pissed off expression. But I could also see the hurt in her eyes.

I caused that.

A rippling pain washed through me. It sent tremors through my body, freezing me over, making my heart feel like it was being clawed at.

I would never make her hurt again. Not if it meant this.

Call it self-preservation, but just the thought of making her hurt was excrutiating.

Jacob followed dutifully, his lips mashed in a tight line. He saw me through the trees, and gave me a look. I didn't need to be Edward to know what he was trying to tell me.

Patch things up. Now.

I would do that.

I picked up the shorts in my mouth and ran out of the foliage to the back of the car. I phased quickly before Sera saw a thing, and pulled them on before yanking open the door. Her eyes widened when she saw me, but I didn't care. I pulled her into my arms.

"Sera, please forgive me. Please. I am more sorry that I can tell you. You want me to grovel and beg? I'll do it. I hate that you're mad at me and that I'm causing you to hurt. I don't want you to never talk to me again, that would kill me. I know you're really angry at me, but maybe you could like tackle me during football real hard to get back at me-"

"Seth-" Sera started.

"-and crack a couple of my bones in the process! I don't care. Anything to forgive me. Please please please please forgive me. I'll take you out for as much ice cream as you can fit in your stomach-"

"SETH!" Sera yelled over my desperate begging, "I don't want to crack your bones. Or eat ice cream."

I blinked, waiting for her to continue. She let out a huff and furrowed her brows. "You scared me. It was like I didn't even know you."

"Do you know me now?" I pressed.

Sera's brows furrowed even more. "Yes, but-"

"Yes, but nothing! Sera, it's me! I'm sorry I was a jerk to Embry earlier, even after he apologized. No, worse than a jerk. I was a monster-"

I was cut off by Sera throwing her arms around my neck. I hugged her back tightly.

"Is this forgiveness?" I whispered.

Sera giggled. "Yeah, I guess so. Your apologies are pathetic." I laughed so hard I felt tears spring into my eyes.

"So no more Emily's?" Jacob piped in from behind us. I wasn't even aware he was still standing there.

"No, but tell Emily thanks anyways?" Sera asked nicely.

Jacob nodded and smiled, and pulled out his cell phone.

"I'm sorry I hit you," Sera apologized, blushing and looking down at her shoes.

I chuckled. "Don't worry about it. At least I know you can pack a hit now."

Sera smiled. "Do you want to play soccer at the beach?"

I laughed for real this time. "Of course kiddo, anything you want."

It seemed like all problems could be solved at the beach. It literally washed away all your fears.

Sera sprinted down the empty beach, expertly kicking the soccer ball away from my feet. This girl was better at most sports than the athletes themselves.

The goals were drawn as a line in the sand. When she got to my goal, she flicked the ball with the snap of her ankle easily.

"Yay! I have three, you have two," she stated smugly, walking back to the center of the "field." I shook my head at her.

"You know, this isn't fair. You're too freakishly good," I said, toeing the soccer ball.

"Sounds like someone's a poor sport," she sang happily. I rolled my eyes.

"Right. Because losing to a girl who looks like she's five years old does wonders for my self-esteem."

She grinned broadly, and all of the sudden, snapped her leg, and sent the ball flying into the ocean.

She laughed. "I'll go get it!" she called, already running to the shoreline.

"You only did that so that you could go swimming!" I yelled after her.

I was watching her swim expertly to go retrieve the ball when my cell phone rang. I pulled it out of my pocket and looked at the caller ID.

I cocked my eyebrow. This person's never called me before. I didn't think she'd start now.

"Rosalie," I greeted.

My answer was a deafening scream in the background.

"Rose, what's going on?" I panicked.

"Nessie, labor!" was all she said before she hung up the phone.

That's all she needed to say.

Sera was already back on the shoreline, dripping wet. Her smile evaporated when she saw my face.

"Seth, what's-"

"Nessie's in labor, we have to go," I said, tossing a towel around her shoulders and running to the car with her in my arms.

I revved the engine, and beelined to the house.

I heard the screaming a mile away. Literally.

Seraphina winced next to me, sinking down in her seat, staring in the direction of the house.

"Go faster," Sera ordered, but her voice was weak.

I did as she asked.

"Sera, you know what you're going to see is not going to be pretty at all, right? I saw in Jake's head what happened to your Aunt Bella. It's...I wish every time I remember it that I didn't have that image in my head."

She took a deep breath. "Renesmee needs me."

I swallowed thickly, scared that my little girl was about to get scarred for life.

I pulled into the driveway, and the minute I put the car in park, we were dashing inside.

Nessie's pain-filled screams echoed in the house. I heard something wet and dripping, and I also heard the sound of teeth cutting into flesh.

Embry was sitting on the couch downstairs, pale and listless on the couch, staring at nothing in particular as he listened to the sounds of his love dying.

Dying.

I felt the burn of tears in my eyes for the girl I considered to be my sister. I raced up the stairs with Sera close by me.

I wished I hadn't.

Carlisle had his face pressed against Nessie's belly, biting into it with his teeth. Nessie was screaming, her head arched back, vessels popping in her eyes. Tears were running freely down her face. Edward and Jacob were holding her arms down. Edward looked like the burning man again. Jacob...I didn't even have words to describe. Whatever Edward was, he was that ten times over. That was what I could describe it as.

I ran over to help soothe her.

"Nessie," I murmured in her ear, moving her face to look at mine, "It'll be over soon. So soon. You'll be all right."

Rosalie was standing with Carlisle, acting as the assistant. She was handing Carlisle tools and rags, and she saw my face. "Seth," Rose breathed. She said it like she was relieved I was here. Because I made Nessie quiet down, she must have been referring to the fact that Nessie's been screaming this whole time.

Nessie's screams died down to painful sobbing. She wheeled her eyes around to look at me, but she couldn't put them into focus.

"You're doing perfect, Nessie, you're so strong," I whispered. I ran my hand through her hair.

I looked over at the doc, who was now taking out the baby. "Hurry up," I growled.

When I looked down, Nessie was passed out, and so was Jacob.

"Seth!" Edward yelled, motioning for Nessie's free arm.

I clamped down on her arm, making sure that if she did wake up, she wouldn't be going anywhere. Bella tugged Jacob's body into the corner.

I glanced over at Sera. She was flitting her eyes back and forth from the door to her cousin with a terrified expression. I felt my own hands begin to tremble.

I heard the doc dive his hand into the flesh of Nessie's stomach. Suddenly, a baby's startled panting sounded in the room.

"A girl," Carlisle breathed, handing the crying infant over to Rosalie. Bella took over Rose's place and began handing Carlisle tools.

Carlisle began stitching his granddaughter up, and my guess was that the pain meds finally spread, because Jacob was able to wake up after that.

"I- Nessie," he groaned, sitting up. He looked around, shocked to see Bella holding his daughter.

"Baby," Jacob whispered, lifting himself onto his feat unsteadily, and walking over to his new child.

Rosalie's face was out of character, and actually smiled broadly before handing him his daughter.

"Allegra," he said, tears leaking out of his eyes.

"Allegra," Bella breathed, her smile widening.

I didn't even realize I was crying until I felt the tears fall on my hands. Sera was crying too, and she walked over and hugged me.

Edward and I stood up, and I picked Sera up into my arms. We walked over to the baby.

"Allegra Sarah Bella Black," Jake said, grinning like no tomorrow. Jake and Bella exchanged a grin.

Allegra opened her eyes and revealed the most startling shade of green I had ever seen.

Everyone gasped, but the loudest came from Edward. Edward looked astounded, his golden yellow eyes changed to that of shock. She had Edward's odd shade of green when he was human.

Allegra had darker bronze hair, like a mix between Jacob's hair and Nessie's. It was more a dark copper than a shining bronze, but nevertheless beautiful. She drew in quick pants, taking us all in with intelligent eyes.

"Odd, it seems that her genes depend on which one she inherited, she can't just be both werewolf or vampire," Carlisle observed, walking over to look at the baby. "She probably has the wolf gene in her, but that's to be passed on, not used."

Everyone looked down at the baby girl with startling green eyes. I was the only one who noticed Sera take in a sharp intake of breath.

My eyes snapped down to my imprint. She was looking on at the doorway, shaking and terrified. She made a little whimpering sound that automatically made me stand defensively in front of her.

Embry was standing there, the face of rage. He wasn't looking at the baby, not at all. He was staring at the still-gruesome sight of Nessie sleeping, blood still on her, and the stitches in place but already healing. He was trembling so hard he was a blur.

His eyes lifted to the group. Sera shrank back behind me, and I growled, low and defensive at him, prepared to phase.

I crouched low, daring him for a clear target at the group. Bella saw what was going on, growled defensively too, and everyone else finally caught on.

As I gave him a clear target, something changed.

Something huge.

Embry stopped shaking, for one.

His face changed from malice, to something completely alight with...hope. Pure hope.

Embry imprinted.


A/N: And there you have it, folks! That's Embry's happy ending. He imprints on his best friend's daughter. Sound familiar? I'm sure some of you guessed this ending, and I was gonna pull an M. Night Shamalyn (spelling?) and do a huge groundbreaking twist at the end, but I decided just to leave it. I'll leave the twists for later in the story. (;

And I'm going to do a question and answer period in one of the chapters. It'll help me if I know what to clear up in my story. So send a message with your questions, and I'd be happy to answer them when I upload the next chapter. (:

-Chels. xoxo