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Previously:

Sam was coming, well then what? I would probably be waking up soon, Sam had stopped playing the hero in my dreams a long time ago. Subconsciously, my mind would wake itself up, determined not to cause me anymore pain.

"Leah turn around." I heard the voice say, drawing me back to earth.

A large, black wolf was approaching me slowly. It was unmistakeably him- I could tell by his eyes. The eyes I had stared into when he told me he loved me; the eyes I had stared into weeks ago, on that horrific day.

Three Little Words

-Flashback-

It was by First Beach, that day. How ironic. My place of peace was to become my own worst nightmare.

The water was high that day, lapping at the cliffs, as I squished my toes into the soft grass, gazing into the ocean.

"Leah," I heard him speak before his approach. Surprising, as Sam's heavy footsteps usually alerted me to his presence.

"Sam," I said lovingly, with a smile as I turned to face him, my long chocolate hair blowing in the wind.

Something was wrong; I knew it at that moment, for Sam did not wear a smile, but rather a frown, his lips were a thin line, falling at the ends.

I raised my eyebrows at his expression, curiously contemplating what was wrong with him, but Sam didn't meet my gaze.

He stepped past me, and folded his hands across him, before letting out a large sigh.

I was worried now, never did Sam act like this, by now I should be in his arms as we watched the sunset, as we did every night.

It was our own personal tradition, though I had long since been coming here as my own peaceful hide-a-way.

For a long time, he simply stood there, unmoving, his gaze fixed on the water as it beat against the cliffs.

I respected his space, and watched from behind him, though rarely did my gaze actually fall upon the water, I only had eyes for him.

"Sam, what's wrong?" It had begun badly and only got worse from there.

A deep sigh was my reply. He hadn't been this far lost for words since when he was found after the two weeks he was missing.

Finally, he turned to me, "Leah," he began softly, his eyes burning into mine.

He came and took my hands in his and embraced me, little did I know it would be the last time I would feel his arms around me, reassuring me, loving me.

He stroked my hair and began to speak again, "Leah, my dear Leah, there is so much I wish I could say to you, but I can't."

He pulled away, holding on only to my hands.

"Leah, I have something I need to tell you." I looked quizzically at him, none of this was normal, he didn't usually act like this. And why, oh why was he being so cryptic!! It was driving me insane! What could he not tell me, but wanted to? Did he not trust me anymore?

No that couldn't be it, we loved each other with our whole hearts...well, at least I loved him. Apparently, he hadn't loved me as much.

Either way, I stood, waiting for him to continue, a feeling of dread in my heart, for I knew something was wrong..

He took a deep breath, and closed his eyes before he spoke, "Leah, I love you, and I always will, but I think it is time we both move on." He paused, "I mean, we have been together since high school and..."

I never heard any more. I ran off, tears streaming down my face. I rushed through the forest, almost unaware of the branches scratching at my face, and dust trapping itself in my eyes.

I was only aware of one thing: that my world had come crashing down...

-End Flashback-

The large black wolf had halted now, a pained expression on his face, as though he knew exactly what I had thought. "Oh Leah..." I heard the thoughts in my mind belonging to Sam.

"Enough!" I tried to yell out loud, only a howl was heard. I wanted this dream to end, soon. I was guessing the wolf would spring and I would wake up from my dream, screaming not out of fear, but because of the emotional turmoil I was now in.

Sam didn't belong in my dreams anymore, they were mine, and mine only. I already had to live with him around my cousin, at La Push, in my life, heck, even my mind was only consumed with thoughts of him. Was no where free of him? My own dreams weren't even mine!

"Leah..." The voice had returned, but it paused for a moment, seeming to figure out what to say. "Leah your not dreaming- you know you aren't this creative. You can't wake yourself up with anything, either, so don't try to pull that one over... Did your father ever tell you the tribal stories?" Sam's voice uttered the last line tentatively, unsure of that last statement.

What? Tribal stories? What did that have to do with anything? But, yes I did remember that. He had told me a long time ago, before Sam, when I was just a little girl. It was his idea of a bedtime story... I remembered something about werewolves and cold ones, I shivered at that, I had never liked the idea of vampires.

"Yes you remember," his voice said again. "Leah, what if I told you that was all real, that werewolves really do exist." The black wolf in front of me was creeping forward, hesitantly as the voice echoed in my head.

"What if I told you that I am a werewolf, Leah, and," he paused. Sam, for I now could not find anyway around the fact that the wolf was indeed Sam, spoke again moments later, slowly, weighing each word carefully, before he spoke three words that would change my life. How ironic, twice he had spoken three little words, three words that altered the course of my life forever, "so are you."

I was officially living my own worst nightmare: I was a werewolf.

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~Dreams of Bubbles~