A/N: Hey everyone this is part two of the last chapter. I want to explain that while I enjoyed writing from the children's point of views I don't think that will happen again unless for specific reasons. I wanted to address how they felt about who their fathers were and the imprinting. I also wanted to show the difference in their imprinting and their fathers. However, we are back to Sam, Paul, Jacob, and Seth. Multiple point of views in this chapter as well but if you don't like this please let me know and I will limit how many I put and we can focus on one couple per chapter. I promise updates will be regular again and for those of you still with me thank you. Thanks to my awesome beta who worked with me until I got it to where I wanted both chapters. I hope you enjoy. Until next time.

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~Six Months Later~

~Sam~

It has been almost six months since we found out about the children being ours and it has been a slow and steady progress of learning about each other. That first dinner was really trying for all of us figuring out how to act around one another. It was very stressful when Henry came home and saw me and flipped out. He reminds me so much of myself when I was his age and when I first phased. It was a hard time for me and I can understand how he, Sophia, Olivia, and Elijah must be feeling about entering a new world of supernatural beings and imprinting. God that word, to this day it still makes me angry because it took the one thing that was good in my life away. Now not only one of my children but all four of them are imprinters and imprintees which is stronger than the bond I have because I only imprinted. Huh come to think of it that is quite weird. I have been doing a great deal of thinking lately about decisions and life choices and I wonder if I made the right choices and did I choose the right person.

Seth was my first love, the first person to truly ever understand me and see me for who I was and not as an alpha or a wolf or a council member. Just Samuel Joshua Uley. I know Leah has noticed the difference in my moods because just being around him again has brightened my life again. It's the first time in a very long time that I am actually happy and not just slapping a face for everyone's benefit. The truth is you can't help but be happier in his presence but it has been affecting my marriage because I still haven't told Leah about the children because I honestly don't know how to. I still have to sort through it in my head. Time for thinking will come later because it's time to head to Billy's for dinner with the kids and Seth.

"Leah, I'm heading over to Billy's. I'll see you after patrol."

"Wait I haven't been to Billy's since they were sick, how about I come with you?"

Oh great, just what I need. If I say no she'll start something with me and if I say yes she'll start something at Billy's.

"Well then let's make a family night of it and invite Charlie and Sue too. How does that sound?"

She's about to protest me as I start dialing her mom, but gives up and goes upstairs to get changed. Maybe she won't act out too much in front of Sue and Charlie. Once I finish talking to Sue and tell her that Leah is coming with me and how we can't wait to see them tonight, we head over to Billy's. As soon as we step inside the mood changes and my baby girls get up and leave the room. I wonder what that's about? I have to remember to talk to them about that. Leah huffs and walks in the kitchen looking for Rachel I guess. This is gonna be a fun.

~Seth~

Two weeks ago, was the first time in seventeen years that I dreamed of Sam and it made my heart hurt because I knew it wouldn't be possible for my dream to come true. It wasn't like the old dreams of just us but it was of our children and our future grandchildren as well, it was so beautiful. I woke up crying because it hurt to wake up and he not be there. These last six months of constant contact with him and being like we were before the imprint has brought back the memories of the good times. I can't help but be happy when I see my kids interact with him and are excited to spend time with him but hurt when he has to leave at the end of the night to go back to her. I've come to resent her to the point that I cannot say her name anymore or barely even speak to her.

My mom and Billy both have made full recoveries and Doc says that they are the healthiest they have been in years. I am grateful that my mom is gonna live and get to know her grandkids. Charlie and mom are already spoiling them constantly. I can't be mad that we returned when I see their faces light up whenever the children and I walk into the house or they ask to stay longer. However, I am furious at myself for thinking the stolen glances and long touches are meant to be something more but I can't help but see how he finds more ways to touch me or come around when the kids aren't here or talk to me about things that are everyday conversations. Maybe I'm over thinking every thing.

Arriving at Billy's for dinner, Jake and I finish up cooking while we wait for the kids to get back from Seattle. The phone rings and Billy answers and talks to Charlie who informs us that they are joining us for dinner.

"That can't be good, Jake. Do you think he's bringing her tonight?"

Jake shrugs his shoulders and we continue preparing dinner. About an hour later we sit down to eat and I feel like I want to throw up because Leah keeps purposely touching Sam over and under the table and glaring at my daughters. I am about to blow a gasket, he needs to handle her and now before I do.

"Calm down." Jake whispers.

"Don't you see the looks she is giving my girls?" I sneer low enough the rest of the table can't hear.

He must not have noticed before because he starts tapping his foot as soon as I finish my question.

Things get worse when my boys notice and start tapping their foot too. This can end up badly if the situation isn't diffused immediately.

"So, Leah, how have you been?" I ask her because we haven't really talked since I've been back with the hours at the hospital and the kids.

"I've been good, thanks." Still giving curt answers. Will she ever change?

Kim must notice the tension because she starts to discuss colleges and the children share their plans along with their imprints. During dinner, Jacob and Paul leave the table and as I am clearing the table I notice neither of them has returned and I am starting to freak out. I hear a banging noise upstairs and figure they are fighting again. God those two.

Paul~

For months, I have been getting to know my children and I noticed a few things immediately. First, William and Hayley have my temper while Zeke and Sarah have Jake's temperament. Second, they are all beautiful combinations of Jake and I. Third, and this is most important, I am a fucking fool. I let him go that night. Now is my time to focus on getting a good relationship with my children and then I will get Jacob back and find a way to break the imprint because Rachel and I are not meant for more than friendship and me to protect her if a stray leech comes this way.

Jake is even more gorgeous now and it's because he won't just lay down and take my bullshit. He stands up and fights back which I must admit he has my dick twitching every single time he gets in my face. The sexiest thing about him though is that fact that the car I am driving was design and built by his company. I always knew he was fucking brilliant. There are days when I come over to see the kids and he is sitting in his office and he is looking over designs and things of that nature and looks so stressed out and I just want to hold him from behind and kiss away the stress. I have to fight the urge to move.

Six months ago, I finally found the strength to leave Rachel because the fighting was becoming unbearable and she was becoming more aggressive and I was becoming volatile. For years we have been arguing about everything from her career to having children to me retiring. I had given up hope of being happy again and sometimes I still can't believe how one moment in time can change things. Finally, the night before Jake came back it all came to a head when we were discussing Billy and what was best to do.

*Flashback*

"He's your father, Rachel, why can't he move in with us or vice versa?"

"I am not gonna be responsible for him anymore. It's time for one of my siblings to step up to the plate. Maybe Jacob or Rebbecca could stop being so self absorbed and come home and be with him. For once Paul I am going to put myself first."

"For once? Ha you have always put yourself first. No one else has ever been more important than Ms. Rachel Sarah Black. You disgust me you know that?"

"Well if you want to take care of him so badly why don't you carry your ass upstairs pack up your shit and move in."

"You know what? I think I will. I am done with you!"

"Whatever! You'll be back here faster than a bitch in heat because you're pathetic bond won't let you go too far!"

*End Flashback*

That night I packed a bag and left her seething at me for putting her father's health concerns before her. I couldn't believe she was being so selfish but when I got to Jared's and laid down for the night I had time to reflect on the last 16 years. She had always been this way but I was too blind to see her for what she really is but I still don't know what all of this means in the long run. The next night, she came over to talk but then the pack had been planning to call Jacob and Seth and bring them home. Which in turn, started another disagreement with the pack and my imprint. I feel myself being pulled in so many different directions I don't know what to do anymore. However, I knew we couldn't live together anymore and so we separated the night of the bonfire that welcomed the new members and Jake and Seth and since then I have had no interest to be around anyone anymore except my kids. I bought another house on the other side of the res close to Billy in case he needs anything because he has yet to move in with Jake. No one knows except the two of us and the council. I've been trying to figure out how to tell him the truth and explain everything but I don't know myself. All I know is that this time I won't let him go.

~Jacob~

Life has been relatively smooth sailing since the night of the big revelations and the dinner with the children after the kids warmed up to Paul and Sam. I was so proud of Sarah and Zeke and a little disappointed in myself, Billy, and Halley that first night. Tempers were flaring including mine and Paul's and none of us spoke to the other for the first hour or so until Zeke snapped at us all and told us we needed to grow up and get over ourselves. Watching him walk out with Embry and Sarah leave with Carrick, I realize that I have to be the bigger person or I am going to lose my children.

Since then things have become routine for us like they were in Salisbury just with the added duties of patrol. I have been steady learning to take over as alpha in the next six months if all goes according to plan. On top of all of that I am opening a new factory in Forks and a new auto repair shop in La Push to help out some of the younger members of the pack who are still in school but need work.

There are nights when I am so frustrated that I want someone to curl up to at the end of a hard day and then I will suddenly see Paul's face and start to think about the 'what ifs' or I'll see him standing off somewhere and want to reach out to him. I ache for him in a way I never did before it's getting harder each day to keep myself in check. Something seems off though about him in these past couple of weeks, he only interacts with the children and won't patrol with me or Seth anymore. I feel he is hiding something from me and I intend to find out what it is.

Tonight we have dinner at dad's. I have invited Jared and Kim as well because it's weird when it's just us and the kids plus Billy. I am determined to figure out what Paul has been keeping from me tonight because I can't shake the feeling that it has something to do with me and that makes me uncomfortable. While we are prepping dinner, Rachel arrives alone and Paul comes with Jared and Kim and their kids. They don't even acknowledge each other when he walks in the kitchen and she's talking to Leah. What's that about? He nods his head in greeting to me and Leah and grabs a couple beers and heads back out. Before I get a chance to talk to him about dinner is ready and we are sitting down to eat.

Paul's getting up from the table now's my chance to confront him about all of this.

~Paul~

I was so pissed off that Rachel was trying to act like everything was alright between us. I had enough of her touching me and decided to get up from the table because I knew she was using the dinner as a way to be around me because we didn't see each other outside of events that we were invited to. I am confused as to why I don't feel the need to be around her like I see with Jared or even my children. Hell, I need to sort things out because I honestly am going crazy. Lost in my thoughts, I didn't even notice Jake when he sat next to me but I calmed down immensely when his woodsy scent hit my nose. That's when I realized this was the moment that I had to be completely honest with him or I would lose my nerve.

"I should have chose you."

"Don't, Paul. It's okay. I understand now."

"NO! You don't. You assume things as usual."

"What do I assume? Huh? That my sister is your imprint? Not me! That my sister is downstairs in the living room, waiting for you? That my sister is your wife of 16 years? Not me! Why couldn't it have been me? I loved you, Paul. It's not fair but I have accepted that life isn't fair and that we don't always get a fair shake. So please enlighten me Lahote where did I get things wrong?"

He is crying by the time he finishes. I start to talk but he puts his hand up.

"You know what never mind. I let you go. You're forgiven."

He turns to leave and I grab him and slam him against the door.

"She may be my imprint, she may be downstairs and I am not going home with her, but she is no longer my wife and hasn't been for a long time. Don't you think I wish I could have imprinted on you, we were together for three fucking years Jake. Don't you think I wish it was you waiting downstairs for me to take me home? Don't you was you I married? Hell yes but you know I was a fucking fool and a coward. I let you go and accepted the imprint thinking that was better but now what do we have two lives, two houses, and impending divorce because we can't stand to be in the room with each other for more than five minutes without arguing." Jacob looks up at me in a mix of shock and disbelief and I continue on. "We are separated and I don't want her and I don't understand why I feel the way I do. Others seem to forget everyone once they imprint but here I am still remembering every little detail about you. I miss you so much it hurts but then I feel bad because I am still married to your sister and I shouldn't be toying with you until I can be sure I want to be only yours. I don't want to be selfish anymore Jacob but there are times when you overwhelm me and I just want to say fuck the consequences and pull you into my arms and take care of you like I used to."

Jacob was extremely quiet after that and had nothing to say for a while. So, I made to leave the room.

"Don't."

"Don't what?"

"Don't leave me again." Jake whispered in a broken voice.

"I'll never leave you again, Jaycub. You'll have to send me away this time. I love you too much to let you go."

"Say it again."

"I'll never leave."

"No"

"I love you, Jacob Ephraim Black."

"I love you Paul Jonathan Lahote."

Then I lifted his chin and kissed him softly and expressed through our kiss all the love and devotion I had for him that words would never be able to express to him. We landed on Jake's bed and continued to make out and I worked my to his neck and kissed and licked him. I pulled away from him knowing I was about to mark him permanently not sure where that feeling came from but dove back to his neck with my teeth bared.

"I can't do this , Paul."

"What?" I asked stunned.

"If you would have bit me, I would have constantly carried your scent and forever been tied to you and we both know you're unsure of what you want. I'll explain what the bite means when you are ready to decide. Plus, you're my sister's husband and until you aren't anymore we can't do this."

"Promise me a little more time. I know I don't deserve but I want to find a way to figure this out without physically hurting her." I plead.

He nods and gets up and leaves the room.

I laid down in his childhood bed and memories flooded back of all the times we spent together and I fell in love with him all over again. I'm never letting this man go again. Imprint be damned.