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Chapter Three

No, no, no! Emily Uley growled in her mind; her fists were clenched as she stared out at her perfectly gardened yard. Her wide, ivory blue eyes were filled lightly with tears, and her lovely mouth was shaped in an intense sneer. I am not losing him to her! Her heart was fluttering quickly, like a butterfly locked in a cage.

I'm supposed to be Sam's mate. Emily's brain continued. I'm the one he's supposed to grow old with, have children with, love! Only me. Her delicate shoulders shook with the force of her sobs, and one manicured hand came up to brush her curly blonde hair out of her face. God, why couldn't this be easy? Why did life have to be so hard?

"I won't let it end this way!" Emily yelled her hand hitting the window sill in front of her. She wasn't going to let this happen, if Sam thought he'd get away with kissing some other woman, and think that Emily wouldn't know about it; she was going to make him see otherwise.

It wasn't like it was her fault anyway—Sam not aging—but that woman was going to pay. Emily would make Sam stay wither her, and he was going to appreciate it.

One Week Later…

Time moved fast, and when I finally noticed the date, I also noticed that the pack and I were scheduled to leave in two days.

"Shoot!" I moaned a hand coming up to smack my forehead in agitation and rebuke. I can't believe I had let myself forget something this important.

Grumbling, I walked to the bedroom I had been sleeping in for the past week. I glanced around at the unmade bed and realized that Sam must have only recently left—Sam had been sleeping with me during the nights, our relationship had progressed rapidly.

How could I leave? I wondered. Would Sam care? Or would he still stay with Emily?—the woman who was apparently extremely dependent on him.

"Bella?" Jake's voice came from across the room and I glanced up from my spot on the bed, just realizing that I had been crying slightly.

"Yeah, Jake?" I asked as I sank my head into my cupped hands.

"Bella?" Jake asked worriedly when he saw my face. "What's wrong? Did something happen? Is it the pack?"

"I'm confused," I told him, I lifted myself up off the bed and stood up to move towards the window that overlooked the back of Jake's yard. "I'm not sure if Sam wants a committed relationship with me—we don't have much time left together—and his wife is still extremely dependent upon him.

"I understand," Jake told me; I shook my head slightly in denial. How could he understand? He wasn't even in my position. "Listen to me, Bella." He spoke softly, almost as if he was afraid I was going to be frightened away. "You two may have been together for only a short time, but I can see that he loves you; you just need to believe in him."

There was a crash of noise from Jake's living room and then Sam's muscular body was filling the doorway; his chest was heaving and his eyes were wild, he looked as if he was going to cry.

Startled I walked towards him, but he just brushed me aside and headed towards the closet; it took me a moment to realize that Jacob had left the room.

"Sam?" I asked him carefully. "Sam, what's wrong?" I moved to touch him—he must have seen me out of the corner of his eye—and flinched away.

"Emily's pregnant," He whispered as he pulled the clothes he had placed in our shared closet out, and then into a duffle bag.

Painfully I told him; "I'm happy for you."

"I'm finally a father," He whispered, he must have been too engrossed in his joy and shock to see my pain. The tightness that had suddenly begun to squeeze my stomach clenched tighter.

"I've waited for this day so long." He continued; he turned his joy filled eyes on me and I wanted to cry.

"Congratulations," I told him. "I'm happy for your impending fatherhood." He mumbled out a 'sure' and then pushed past me, his duffle bag now full. Suddenly it hit me, that whatever Sam and I had was over. He was a father now, and Emily was the mother of that soon to be birthed child, I couldn't change that.

I watched as Sam left, waited to hear the front door close, and then headed towards the living room where my pack was currently playing video games with the Quileute's.

"We're leaving," I told them. "You all have fifteen minutes to get packed, and then I want you in your assigned vehicles ready to leave." The emotions must have been showing in my eyes, because they instantly complied with my orders.

Rufus stayed behind, as my Beta, I could tell he felt the need to protect me emotionally.

"Alpha?" He asked. "What has happened?"

"There is no time for questions, Rufus." I whispered. "We need to visit the Cullen's quickly, tell them where we are going next, and then visit my mother's family." I paused a moment. "We'll stop the government sometime after that…but for now we'll just stick with what seems safest."

I called for the pack to hurry up, and then went to go pack my own clothing.

"Bella?" Jacob cut in front of me before I reached the room; I shuffled him aside and moved towards the closet Sam had vacated minutes before. "Why are you leaving so soon, Bella?"

I looked at him a moment, my eyes brimming over with tears, mind racing with things I could say to make him feel okay about the situation.

"Emily is pregnant." Bluntly I spoke the words…and they made me feel slightly better. "Due to the implications; I can no longer remain here. My pack and I need to stay on schedule; and due to Sam's impending fatherhood, we must leave."

"What?" He seemed stunned; it was blatant that Sam would always choose Emily over me. I may have known him for only a week, but family was important to him, and I wouldn't get between him and what he wanted, even if it hurt me. "He loves you…" he trailed off in confusion before he spoke again."I don't understand; why would Emily being pregnant affect your relationship?"

"It's no longer of importance, Jacob." I told him zipping up my duffle bag and heading towards the Rover, pulling my keys out of my pocket as I went, I slipped on my shoes and stepped out the front door. "He has decided where his loyalties lie; I do not wish to change them."

I don't want to leave. The sudden thought hit me sharply as I glanced down the street towards Sam's two story ranch house, and then back at Jacob's bungalow. But I couldn't stay; I needed to save my kind.

Jacob looked appalled for a moment. "He marked you…" The words were whispered out, almost as if he didn't want to know the truth, and right then, I didn't want him to.

Gently I told him; "He marked Emily as well, but that doesn't seem to bother him." I smiled slightly as I stepped towards my Rover. I needed to leave now, if I didn't; I was likely to stay here forever, loving a man who wouldn't stay with me, and wishing for things I would never have.

I pulled myself into my vehicle, slamming the door closed and pulling away quickly from Jacob's home; I didn't glance back for my pack, they would be following me even if they weren't ready. I also didn't want to see Jacob's facial expression.

We drove quickly to the Cullens, parking our transportation devices half hazardless in their gravel driveway.

"Wait here," I commanded walking swiftly towards the front door to the house. It was opened almost instantly when I reached the stairs, and I glanced up to see Edward and Alice standing side by side in the entry way. "Hello," I murmured. "We have business to discuss."

A lovely frown marred Edwards's beautiful face and he whispered a mute 'of course,' and then had me follow him into the home.

He and Alice brought me to their familiar living room. The furniture had been changed, no longer was it pleasant beige with swirls of liquid navy blue in it, now it was an effervescent floral piece that looked like it would brake if I sat on it.

"My pack and I are leaving today." The Cullen's frowned as they took this into consideration. "We will be heading to New York to visit my mother and siblings, after that it is undecided." I sat delicately—as delicately as I could manage—in the dainty looking seating arrangement; I realized that it was actually quite comfortable.

My thoughts must have shone on my face because Esme laughed a little in response, and Alice tugged lightly at my shirt; her smile was almost blinding.

"Why are you leaving now, Bella?" Carlisle asked serenely; his perfectly coifed blonde hair was slicked to the side and his glowing amber eyes were sad. "We have just gotten you back—and now you plan to leave?"

"It is of no importance," I murmured. "My presence has become an inconvenience to Jacob and his pack. I do not wish to cause any more problems." My voice was neutral, almost convincing; Jasper didn't believe it though, I could tell by the pierced lips and heavy frown that littered his usually pain-filled face.

I glanced at the vampire family for a moment, my chin length hair hid my eyes and my fingers twisted in agitation against the sides of my legs.

"There is one more thing I wish you to be aware of." It came out as an order, it wasn't intended to; but I could tell in their eyes that it offended them on some level, and they didn't appreciate my efficient broach to an uncomfortable subject. "The government," I started. "has gained information from one of my kind." The Cullen's eyes went wide in shock. "Due to that trivial problem, the government is now aware of our presence—our meaning werewolves and vampires."

"No," Alice whispered. I could see she was upset, but I didn't want to comfort her. I didn't believe that her visions would have foreseen this, but then again I could be wrong. "I wish for you to stay out of the public eye. The government has employed scientists to create a drug that has the ability to enhance a soldier's ability."

"Just because they're enhanced," Emmett broke in. "Doesn't mean that they would be able to kill us, I mean we are vampires." He smiled goofily, and my heart fluttered in response.

"Do not say such stupid things, Emmett." I growled at him, he flinched away from me at my tone. "We do not understand what the scientists have done, they could have created a soldier that has both of our species abilities; we do not know though, so I wish for you to be careful."

"Of course, Bella." Esme murmured. "We will be very careful."

"Good," I deadpanned and then stood up lithely and moved back to the exit. "I must go, but you need to heed my warning; I don't want any of you killed. You are important to me." I didn't stay to see their facial expressions, instead I just headed out the door and back towards my Rover. Jumping in I glanced towards those of my pack who were riding with me in my vehicle. They were all holding their noses while they grimaced at me.

Was it the vampire smell? I wondered. I hardly even noticed it.

I asked if they were ready to leave and they all nodded in agreement; their hands didn't move away from their noses.

"Alpha…" Damien hedged. He was in rank right after Rufus; with wide grey eyes and thick brown hair, he stood at six foot seven, and his broad shoulders dominated the back seat. "You…smell." I growled at him in response and he crinkled his nose when my movement brought the smell towards him.

"Deal with it." I told him, and then turned myself back to face the road.

Sam sat on the floor, his head buried in a shirt Bella had left behind. He was smelling it; trying to keep her presence with him for as long as possible.

Bella was gone.

He had been so elated about Emily finally being pregnant, that he hadn't noticed the drastic change in her body; stupidly he'd left, assuming she'd still be at Jake's home even after he brushed her aside for his other imprint.

He should have known that Emily wasn't pregnant, they hadn't slept together in a long time, but she knew his weaknesses and played upon them.

Sam had gone home to Emily—after brushing Bella aside—and had gone to hug her. He had stopped suddenly though, unable to hear the telltale flutter of another heart near Emily's.

"You're not pregnant, are you?" It hadn't been a question; his stupidity was staring at him dead in the face. He was an idiot.

She had floundered a few moments, trying painfully to keep him, wanting him to understand that she had only lied to him to save their relationship. But he knew better—she had lied to Sam because he had begun to pull away from her; she had wanted to save herself.

He didn't care; He had growled at Emily to get out of his house, and then locked himself in his bedroom.

"Bella…" Sam groaned in despair.

But he knew Bella wouldn't hear him, because she was gone...