This is wear this story could be considered a companion to the Fluffy series. Remember in The Friendly Fluffy when Nessie and Jacob mentioned Embry and Leah? Well, this is their story, and I've just forgotten to mention that the whole time I've been writing this. I don't own anything recognizable, and please review!

Letting Embry spoil me became quite fun. He liked it, so by the effects of the imprint, I liked it. Over the week I was off my feet, I became princess Leah. We were confined to my house, but everyday Embry brought over DVDs, video games, and his laptop (since he was still taking his online courses). We kissed and cuddled and just talked. It was kind of fun. Like how our first week should have been. We talked about a lot of things, and Mom and Seth liked having him around. Seth had gotten over his initial fury, and even went back to his calm demeanor, calling Embry 'bro' without thinking twice. Mom actually offered to let him stay over once or twice (on the couch, obviously) but he turned her down, because -as he'd told only me- he and his mother had been bonding and getting to where they were in their relationship before the wolf thing ripped their routine apart.

When Carlisle took my casts off, I almost missed them. But I soon learned that my title as princess wouldn't disappear. The hanging out in my house constantly, not so much. It wouldn't be missed. At all. It was much more fun to get out and do more things. We paid a visit to the Cullens' with Jacob the first full day I was on my feet, and went out to lunch with Jacob and Nessie. Edward and my soon-to-be step-sister were celebrating their first anniversary, so he was staying with her all weekend.

It was extremely rare that the baby got out, so we went a fair way out of Forks, so as to not draw attention to ourselves. The car ride was surprisingly bearable, as the little girl only spoke when she wanted something from me or Embry, since she was situated on Jacob's lap and could communicate by touching his face.

At the restaurant we decided to eat at, Nessie sat on Jacob's lap, which earned several looks from the waitresses. When our waitress came to take our drink orders she kept glancing between us all. When she came back with our drinks, she finally worked up the nerve to ask what everyone in the restaurant was dying to know.

"I'm sorry, but that little girl looks nothing like none of you," she blurted, blushing crimson. "It's just bugging everyone in the kitchen, trying to figure out the connection."

"She's my niece," I said, at the same time Nessie squealed, "Jacob is my fluffy!"

The waitress looked even more confused, and it didn't escape the notice of Nessie. "Jacob is Momma's best friend. Momma and Aunt Leah are going to be sisters when Grampa and Nana Sue get married. Momma and Daddy are watching grown up movies again today so Jacob is playing with me this weekend!"

"Okay," the waitress said, still looking confused. She didn't press further, but we all heard her relaying the story to the other workers in the kitchen, which made the baby giggle.

"I intrigue them," she said matter-of-factly, grinning proudly at her use of 'big words'.

"Yes you do, baby girl," Jacob said, kissing her head. "What do you want to eat?"

"Chicken alfredo, with the spaghetti au dente" she said, pointing to the picture in the menu and pronouncing it perfectly. "Daddy taught me that word."

Jake's gonna pull a muscle if he doesn't stop smiling like that, Embry thought my direction, catching my eye and smirking.

Yeah. What looks good to you?

The steak. I'm not big on Italian.

Yeah, well, you've just never had my Italian. You have to let me cook it for you some time, I replied, mentally sticking my tongue out at him.

He elbowed me slightly. Whatever. "I'm having steak."

"Sounds good," I agreed, for the sake of the conversation. I wasn't particularly in the mood for pasta, so I figured it wouldn't be a bad idea to get something else. "Rare?"

"Are you really asking that question?" Embry replied, chuckling. "Do you want to share one?"

"Sure. With a salad?"

"Eh-" He caught sight of my glare and quickly changed his answer. "Sure."

I smiled and leaned over to peck his cheek. "Thank you."

Suddenly, Nessie looked up at us. "Uncle Emmett says Daddy is whipped because he does whatever Momma says. Are you whipped, Uncle Embry?"

Jacob howled with laughter and Embry turned bloody red.

"Yeah, kiddo, he definitely is," I said, winking at her.

She giggled, then nodded. "Yes, I think so."

Lunch was amusing, and in the end Nessie fell asleep from being so full, so the ride back was even quieter than the ride there. Embry and I went to his house when we got back to La Push, and we spent the afternoon and evening at his house. Cassie offered to make dinner, but Embry and I decided to order in a pizza so she could chill out after work. Again, we had a late night talking. We had several late nights talking.

It became a routine for us. We would spend all day together, patrolling, studying, kissing, cuddling, anything we dreamed up. At night, we would sit, legs intertwined, simply talking. He told me all about growing up without a father, I told him about losing mine. I told him about how me and Sam used to be, he told me how we would be better. It was nice, and we never got bored. Cassie and Mom got us all together every Thursday night, and after one good week, Seth and even Charlie joined the mix.

The night Charlie joined the mix was a night no one will ever forget. It was the night after Charlie proposed, and everyone was excited and happy. Seth was really truly happy, and was on the same wavelength as I was thinking that Dad would have wanted it no differently. Charlie was funny in a dry way, and took it quite well when we all explained how and why Embry and I had become attached at the hip. He didn't faint, as Cassie had done, but he did drink about three more beers before the night was over. It was quite an experience. That night alone supplied three nights of conversation for Embry and I. Life was becoming normal again, and I came to love the fact that Embry was a part of it.

"Do you want to go to the diner today?" Embry asked, panting slightly after a run.

I wasn't quite as out of breath as he was, but then again I wasn't the one who ran as a human for ten minutes because I wanted to tone up my already toned physique. I finished tying the neck on my cotton halter top and emerged from the trees I was hiding behind. "Sure, but no torturing waitresses."

"Aw, but it's so fun," he fake whined, coming up and pulling me into his arms. "Kiss?"

I leaned up on tiptoe to press my lips to his cheek lightly. "Only when you prove you can go without torturing waitresses."

At the diner, Embry kept totally silent, holding my hand across the table and having me order for him. The waitress was the one we'd tortured all those weeks (had it really only been weeks?) before and was very cautious with us. Embry was fighting his inner demons and trying not to mess with her when she kept staring at him and glaring at me.

So hard… One joke?

Nope.

PLEASE, Leah. PLEASE.

Be a good boy and you get a kiss, I teased.

He pouted. It better be a damn good kiss.

Oh, two can play that game. Is it ever anything but?

In the end, he relented and kept quiet, then dragged me out to his car quickly. He was jittery the whole ride to my house, and then nearly suffocated me pressing me against the front door for one hell of a kiss.

"If we don't stop the neighbors will talk," I murmured around his lips.

"Quil and his family are the neighbors. They know everything," he growled, kissing harder. "Everything that has and will happen."

"Inside, at least," I said. "It's starting to rain. And get your mind out of the gutter. You're not getting anywhere you haven't been before."

Embry mocked a pout, then pressed his lips to mine one last time. "Maybe I need to go home. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and we've been glued together for over a month now. People will talk."

I smiled and nodded a bit. "Maybe so. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow. Goodnight, Leah," he said, giving me one last, searing kiss. "I love you."

I smiled and kissed him again, lightly. "Goodnight."

A/N: Please review!

~Sidney