Chapter 6

Jacob POV

I walk out of the forest to First beach, Embry to my right, Quil left. "-And the way it just ripped in four was so cool." Quil laughs, reminiscing on the Leach we just took out. Sam and Paul had stayed behind to take care of the remains, whilst Jared and Max ran patrol. It had been almost a year since Bella left with her Leach and his coven, and Leaches in the area have become few and far between. Today's Leach run in was the first in over two months.

"That's amazing Leah," says an all too familiar female voice. I stop mid stride, Embry and Quil also stop – dropping the conversation. I slowly lift my head to look over the nearing bonfire to see…. No, it can't be. She- she's not real. She can't be.

"Please tell me I'm not the only one that sees her," Quil says quietly, as though speaking too loud will scare her away like some wild animal.

"She, that umm, can't… that- that umm." I'm to lost for words to confirm the sight before me. Ava Clearwater, the very same Ava Clearwater that went missing three… almost four years ago. The same Ava Clearwater the Pack had named first victim to fall at the hands of Leach's. The same Ava Clearwater I still catch Sam mourning over…

Ava had been dating Sam's little brother John for three years until a freak car accident took him from this world. Sam had grown to care for Ava, she was like a little sister to him, she was probably the only thing that kept him from phasing after John's death.

After Ava was reported missing Sam vanished too – only now the Pack knows it's because he phased – some people said they ran away together, others said Sam killed Ava and that he was on the run. When Sam returned two weeks later he was investigated by police but nothing was found – even thought there was nothing to find – but some people still label Sam as bad news.

She looks older, her face thinner then I remember, making her green eyes stand out more. Her hair that once reached all the way to her waist has been cut to elbow length and now has streaks of blond shining through the natural glossy brown. Her skin looks paler, like she hasn't see sunlight for months, almost light enough to pass for a normal tan – something hard to do for a full descent Quileute. But she looks healthy, living, breathing, heart still beating, just laughing away with Leah, Sue, and Emily like she never left.

"Ava," Embry says softly, but this softly is different to Quil's. It's caring and happy, more testing the name then questioning. I look to my left to see Embry looking at Ava like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time, like nothing else matters, like… like he just imprinted on her. Embry Lawson Call just imprinted on none other than Ava May Clearwater.

"Did he just-?" Quil trails off.

"Yep," I nod, smiling at my brethren. I slap Embry on the shoulder and say "Congrats man, you imprinted on a dead girl."

"She's an angel." Embry chuckles lightly, not looking back at Quil and I as he walks towards the bonfire with a new found spring in his step.

"He's already whipped," Quil snickers, bumping my shoulder as we start after Embry.

"Yeah you're one to talk," I say, bumping his shoulder back.

"Shut up," he grouches.

I shake my head at Quil looking back to the bonfire. I see Kim – Jared's imprint – Bree – Brandon's imprint – and Claire – Quil's imprint – all sitting closely on one of the logs circling the bonfire. All three girls are smiling and giggling over a small boy who sits in front of them. The boy probably a bit over three, with shaggy black hair and rustic skin – obviously Quileute but I've never seen him before… Three years, add on nine months, equals almost four years… "Couldn't be," I mutter, stopping dead in my tracks.

"What?" ask Quil, stopping as well.

"The kid in front of Claire…"

"What… Oh fuck you- you don't think-?"

"Yes, yes I do very much think."

"Well this is going to be fun, should have asked Emily to make popcorn?" Quil laughs.

Ava POV

This is nice, normal, like I have always been here. I guess a piece of me never left. I sit by the flickering fire talking with Mum, Leah, and Emily about the past years. I only gave the bare facts of why I left. Leah says we'll talk about it another time and Emily says she's just happy I'm back.

Seth took Collin and Brandon to see my truck; after I made sure to get my keys back. Chaska is being a little charmer to Claire, Bree – who I learnt was Brandon's girlfriend – and Kim.

I'm currently watching Leah talk about her wedding, "…and we were thinking about a spring wedding. Oh, Ava you can be a bridesmaid, and Chaska could be the ring bearer. I can't wait, I've already got the 17th of next month put aside for dress shopping in Seattle, and-"

"Leah," Mum says cutting her off, placing a comforting hand on Leah's shoulder. "Honey, slow down a bit. We don't know how long Ava's going to be here for."

"Oh, yeah sorry. Just- just excited…" Leah says sheepishly, biting her bottom lip and looking away from me to the fire.

"No, Lea-Bee." I grab her hands in mine. "It's okay, and I told you I'm not going anywhere. Alright?" I say softly making her look me in the eyes to see I'm telling the truth. At least I hope I am.

Sam POV

Paul and I walk out of the forest to find Seth, Collin, and Brandon all drooling over an expensive looking truck. "Get away from that before you break it!" their heads snap in our direction.

"Yeah you mutts don't got enough money in your piggy banks to fix a rig like that." Paul whistles walking around the truck, nodding with approval.

"We're allowed to look," Collin grouches.

"I got to drive it," snickers Seth.

"Who's would let you drive that?" I ask stopping next to Seth.

"His sister," says Brandon.

"If Leah had a truck like this I would know," says Paul.

"Not Leah, Ava." I feel my stomach knot at Collins words.

"You wh-what? Ava's back?" I ask, shaking slightly with… with what? Anger, fear, hope, grief, hate, love, loss – every feeling ever known.

"Yeah she dropped in out of the blue today," says Seth happily.

"And… she's okay?" my words sound stupid, pathetic.

"Yeah, she's great and you'll never guess what, I'm an Uncle." Then everything goes a bit blurry.

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