Sunday November 9th, 6:06 PM.

Jared brings her to Sam, in more or less okay condition.

"Leah." Sam said, and he had the audacity to sound disappointed. "You let me down."

"Well, I'm sure Em can bring you back up. What's left of her face and everything."

Sam ignores her. "Did you at least kill the agent? Who was trapping you?"

Leah feels a pang, thinking of Jacob. One of the only people who was ever nice to her. And she thinks of the last thing she told him, of how true it was.

"He won't be a problem."

"You've let me down." He repeats.

"You cheated on me, you bastard."

Jared steps forward, but Sam waves him off. "I'm going to have to kill you."

"Yeah, I thought as much."

"I'm going to do it quick, because I still care for you."

"Sam, you really are a dick." And she closes her eyes, and thinks of Seth. And it's the smallest sort of consolation prize that Jacob's going to meet him. And she knows, just kind of knows, that Jacob will make sure Seth is okay. Jacob, she thinks, Jacob I–

Bang.