Embry POV

Soon, we crossed into Canada, and the scent got stronger, as if it were close. Also, we got the faint smell of Jay and Rachel, which pushed us further, if possible. It had taken us all night, and now it was afternoon, when we approached a small stone cottage in south west Canada.

A cottage? Quil asked me.

I don't care, let's go! Paul snapped, but before we could do anything, the leech jumped from a tree and smiled at us.

"Aww, poor little wolves." She said. "Your little girls are at the point of death. So sad." Her smiled got even wider. "What to do, what to do."

Paul and I snarled in unison.

"The poor little dears…." The leech continued. "You made this much to easy for me."

Paul and I snarled again, except this time, Paul lunged, and she knocked him off her, but she didn't expect me to come from behind. She fought hard, but together, Paula and I ripped her to pieces. The rest of the pack let us do the job, because they had taken our imprints. Jake had gone inside to get the girls, and Quil came forward with a lighter to set her on fire. When she was burning, we phased back, running inside where we met our imprints.

"Embry!"

"Paul!"

I was horrified when I heard her horse voice, and I forced myself to look at the rest of her body. Jay was covered in bruises, her lip and left eye was swollen. Her left arm lay limply to the side, and she had trouble moving her torso. I rushed over to her, gently touching where she hurt. I kissed the corner of her left eye. She could barely move, and Jake was supporting her, while Quil was supporting Rachel. I took the other side of Jay, while Paul took the other side of Rachel, and we helped them outside.

"Will you guys be okay to ride?" I asked them. They nodded. I was about to go phase when Jay grabbed my arm, pulling me back. "What is it?" I asked her softly.

"Don't leave." She croaked. "I can ride somebody else, and you can come with me."

I stood for a second, the nodded, and looked toward Jake. He shrugged, walking into the forest, and coming out as a wolf. Jared and Quil helped me get Jay up on him, then I followed suit. They did the same with Rachel, and Paul gently wrapped his arms around her, as I did with Jay. We were on our way.

When we reached a hospital the second we got back to America, we rushed them in. Someone put them in wheel chairs, and they went to the operating room. As they were figuring out what was wrong, they found something really dangerous for both girls.

Internal bleeding. Apparently one of the cracked ribs had punctured an arterie, and it was bad. As Paul and I stared into the room, as they went to work, cutting them open, and fixing them, I was somehow able to cope by the time they had sewn her back up, and cleaned the area. I breathed a sigh of relief, happy with what had happened. That was, until Rachel's heart stopped beating. I heard the beeping sound, and, the doctors rushed around, trying to get her heart to get going again. They pulled out the shockers, and placed them over chest, yelling, "Clear!" and clicking. Paul cried out, and I soon saw Jake's hand on his arm. Paul turned, his back to the wall, sliding down to the floor. He put his head in between his knees, shaking. This could not be happening.

"it's okay." Jake's reassuring voice said to him. "She's gonna be okay, I promise." He had his hand on my shoulder. I down up at Paul. He looked up at me and I could see pain in his eyes. All it took was twenty four hours for us to go form cocky and confident, to silent pain. Twenty four hours.

He stood up, and I put my hand on his shoulder, and he put his hand on mine. We stood there, watching our girls, and we listened for Rachel's heartbeat. Then it came. The heartbeat came, and Paul relaxed somewhat. We used our werewolf hearing to listen to what they were saying. The doctors were telling both girls that they needed to stay for a couple days, and that they were hooked up to an IV, that, when the pain was unbearable, would give them some medicine. Also, they had some medicine that was given every four hours, to also help, and it made them sleepy. They gave a farewell, and came out of the room, telling us that they were being transported to Recovery Room, 246. Before we visited them, we went to the bathroom, and cleaned up a bit. I washed my face with cold water. She would be okay. How is it possible for me to love a girl after two weeks? I don't know, but I do know I did love her. I looked over to Paul and realized he was crying. He had his face in the sink, and was softly crying. I couldn't believe my eyes. Paul. Paul was crying. Twenty two year old Paul, was crying. I put my hand on his arm, and he looked up at me. Then, I hugged him, and he actually cried on my shoulder. It was the strangest thing that had ever happened to me. I had liked Paul the least out of the pack. First, we work together, then Paul of all people, is crying on my shoulder. The things that love can do.

He pulled back, looking uncomfortable. Then he spoke. "When her heart stopped beating for that one minute, I swear to God mine did too. I mean, my whole world was spinning, and I felt like…..like, I don't know. She's my universe, the only thing holding me to earth, and…I just…I started floating away. The steel cables holding me to her started snapping. I swear to God, I was flying up, and then her heartbeat came back, and the steel cables reformed." He splashed more water in his face, and wiped it with a paper towel, and looked at me.

I saw that my brother was back.

"Tell anyone about this, and I will rip your head off." He said.

"About what?" I grinned at him. He laughed at me, clapped me on the back, and we went to see our ladies.

The nurses around us didn't seem to care about me and Paul not having a shirts on, seeing as they were all eyeing us, which was sick to me.

"Hey beautiful." I smiled softly at me when I went over to her. I sat in the chair next to her, and took her hand.

"Yeah," She whispered. She couldn't really talk. The last thing that the bitchy vampire had done was almost choke her. Almost. "I look real gorgeous, with bruises and broken bones." I flinched when she talked, and then she smiled. "I missed you."

"I missed you too." I said, leaning over to kiss the corner of her left eye. "more than you missed me."

"I doubt that." She smiled. "I missed you a hell of a lot more than you missed me when the leech was punching me in the gut, and knocking me off the bed. Yeah, I missed you more."

I cringed, but let it pass. "You win, but I will get you next time."

"I doubt that." She grinned, her swollen lip making it look a little scary. She shifted herself uncomfortably, and i was immediately worried when her face twisted in pain.

"Are you okay?" I asked. "What's wrong?"

"I'm fine." She said through gritted teeth. We sat there for a minute, her slipping off into drowsiness. She spoke again. "You just go home, and set gome gleep."

"What?" I asked. Her eyelids were slowly shutting, and she yawned.

"Got to sleep." I whispered, kissing the corner of her left again. She attempted to touch my nose, but dropped her hand and started lightly breathing in a slow and steady rhythm. I smiled as I watched her sleep, then went over to see how Rachel was.

"Hey Rach." I said, standing opposite Paul. "Whatcha doin?"

"Playin parchese." She grinned. This was something we used to do when we were little.

"Really?" I replied. "With who?"

"Harry Potter, and Gandalf, and Eragon."

"Ahh, fun." I smiled. "Say hi for me."

"No problem." She said. "How's Jay?"

"Good." I said. "She's actually pretty good. The medicine got her real nice. She is out."

"Haha, sounds like her. She really likes to sleep."

"No kidding." I laughed without humor. I turned my face serious. "You gave us all quite a scare there."

Her smile didn't touch her eyes. "Yeah, I've been informed."

"You okay?" I asked. She gripped Paul's hand tighter. His eyes had not once left her face. "I am now." She yawned. "Although, now I am really tired." She yawned again. "Really tired." Then, she closed her eyes, and fell asleep. Just like that. I nuded Paul.

"Hey." He said, still watching Rachel.

"You okay bud?"

"Compared to about thirty minutes ago, hell yes."

"That's good to hear." I said. I put my hand on his shoulder, and he looked up at me with sad eyes. The fear was not gone. "So, did they tell you why her heart stopped?"

He flinched. "Yeah. Her heart lost too much blood, and it was really weak from trying to keep her alive." He sighed. "But it's okay now. There was just to much work earlier, but now there isn't." he sighed again. "She's gonna be okay."

I had never seen him like this. Of course, he was always affectionate to Rachel, but he never was quiet and most definitely never scared. It was odd seeing him this way. I had seen him this way all night, yet I couldn't get used to it.

The next day, I figured out I wouldn't have to. He ripped a vampire to pieces, and laughed about it. He was happy, and he was his old self.

Jay POV

Leah didn't phase the entire next week. She was too bust taking care of Rachel and me. When you got her and Emily together, they were an unstoppable force. I never realized what a maternal side Leah had, until she took care of me. Paul and Embry had a tough time taking care of us themselves, because Leah and Emily got in the way. Soon, I was healed (with the support of Emily, Leah, Embry, and most importantly, Tylenol) and it was time for Rachel, Emily, Leah, and I to take a trip to Seattle to see if Leah was pregnant, seeing as she still hadn't gotten her period.

We went to a pharmacy, then Rachel, Emily, and I stood outside of the bathroom stall, while she took the test. The fifteen minutes we waited seemed to take forever. Finally, we got our answer. She came out with a completely emotionless face, then held up the stick.

It was a little pink plus. We started screaming and jumping up and down.

"Oh my god, I'm pregnant!" Leah yelled, throwing her arms around Emily. "At the same time as you!" suddenly, she stopped yelling and jumping. "I'm not married to Jason. What will he think? What will he say?" she put her back to the wall, and sank to the ground. "He's gonna be so upset."

"you don't know that." I said, squatting down next to her.

"But, we're not married. This is bad."

"You're saying your unborn baby is a bad thing?" I asked.

Her hand flew to her stomach. "No, of course not. I just don't what Jason will say."

I stood up, holding my hand out to her. "Only one way to find out. Ask him."

"I don't now if I can, guys. Girls." She half smiled.

I smiled back. "You can. You know why?"

"Why?"

"Who are you?"

"Leah Clearwater." She answered me.

"No, you're not." I said.

"Yes I am."

"Nope. You're Leah Freaking Ass Kickin' Clearwater."

She laughed, placing her hand in mine, letting me help her up. "You're right. I am." She sighed, digging her keys out of her pocket. "Let's go, ladies. I have some important news to share with my boyfriend."