Turn the Page a series of drabbles about Jasper and Leah. I do not own the Twilight Saga.

Vindicated

"So it's settled then," Sam said, "Jake will bring Reneesme because she is his imprint."

Paul and Jared grumbled but quietly complied.

Quil and Embry returned to arm wrestling on Emily's kitchen table.

Jacob visibly relaxed and even allowed a small grin to spread across his face.

Leah cleared her throat. "What about me?"

Emily turned to look at her cousin over the bowl of potatoes she was mashing for dinner.

Quil and Embry stopped and turned to look at the female shifter who was leaning against the wall near the counter.

Paul and Jared directed their stony glares at her.

Jake tense once again while Sam looked at her bewildered. "What?" he asked.

Leaning over, Leah snatched an apple from the bowl of fruit on the counter, tossing it back and forth in between her hands. "What. About. Me. Am I not still a plus one?" she said before taking a bite of the Granny Smith.

Sam readjusted in his seat. "You didn't RSVP with a date," he explained.

Everyone's eyes returned to Leah.

"'Cause I didn't have a date then. Now I do," she said smugly.

"But the seating arrangement and the food-" Sam began.

Emily cut him off, "who is it? Do I know him?" he cousin asked excitedly.

"Leah, don't," Jake warned her quietly.

"Jasper," Leah said, unable to keep the happy smile off of her face.

A few things happened all at once: Leah took another pleasant bite of her sour apple, if Sam had been in wolf form, his hackles would have most certainly risen (but he did growl), Paul and Jared stood so rapidly that their chairs knocked to the ground which cause Embry and Quil to quickly raise to their Beta's defense, Emily paled before setting the bowl of mashed potatoes back on the counter, and Jake released a heavy sigh.

"Jared! Paul!" Sam barked. "Outside, now."

Jake nodded to Quil and Embry, who followed the raging duo.

Sam stood now as well, tapping his finger on the table in thought.

"It's not like he'll eat," Leah munched, "and he doesn't actually have to sit anywhere."

"Leah-" Jake groaned quietly.

Sam jabbed his finger into the table forcefully, silencing Jake's protests. "No," he whispered harshly.

"What? Why not?"

"The treaty, Leah! He cannot step foot on the res, and I don't want him anywhere near Emily or any one of our guests!" Sam yelled.

"He doesn't eat humans!" Leah yelled back.

"Leah," Jake began, reaching for her arm.

"He is still a Cold One, regardless."

"And Nessie is a Cold One Spawn!"

"Hey!" Jake called indignantly.

"She's his imprint, there's a difference," Same scoffed reaching to pick up the fallen chairs.

"Well, for all intents and purposes he is my imprint," Leah sneered in return tossing her apple core to the trash in the corner.

All movement ceased for a moment. The sound of the apple banking off of the side of the trash can and the whoosh of the bag as it landed in the bottom brought everyone back.

"But," Sam sputtered, "you can't imprint."

"I know that, but if I could it would be him," Leah pleaded.

"You know we don't have any choice," Sam began but could not continue.

Jake grimaced in mutual pain.

"And I would have never chosen him, but he's my soulmate," she stated staring Sam down.

"Lee-Lee, I'm sorry, but I can't-"

"Yes, Leah," Emily cut him off, "please bring Jasper."

"Emily!" Sam protested, "the treaty-"

"I'm inviting him. He's my cousin's," she paused and cleared her throat, "everything," she said giving her favorite cousin a teary eyed smile. "And I would love to meet the man who makes her most happy." Emily smiled moving to hug Leah.