Finally got around to updating the fic. At least I didn't wait as long as last time. Your reviews really make me happy and make me want to write more.

So here is my gift to you celebrating American's independence day tomorrow..or in less than an hour since it's close to midnight.

I changed my pen name...I went back and forth on it for weeks..I wanted to...then I didn't want to...but I had to change it. I had to show my support for my wolves. So I really hope this doesn't confuse people.

Well, I can't wait to read the reviews.

I DO NOT OWN SM NOR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FOR IF I DID...I WOULD BE LEAH

~Jess aka MissLadyWolf (LadyVampWolf)

Chapter 6

"Watching your daughter being collected by her date feels like handing over a million dollar Stradivarius to a gorilla."-- Jim Bishop

Sue stood by the window looking out. She was waiting anxiously. Harry sat on the couch reading the newspaper. Seth sat in the recliner playing a game on his game boy. Harry glanced at the clock before looking up at his wife. "Sue, will you get away from that window?" Harry asked, amused. "Sam will be here. He won't stand up Leah and if he did, I have people to take care of him." Sue laughed at her husband's joke and walked away from the window. She walked over to Seth and started to run her fingers through his hair. "This is their first date and their first dance," Sue said as she concentrated on Seth's hair. "He will be here," Harry said in a definite tone before going back to the paper. Sue nodded and pulled at her son's long black locks. "Ah, ma!" Seth cried. "You made me lose my level."

Sue just patted her son's head. "Your hair is getting too long. Tomorrow I will take you to get your hair cut," she told him. "I like it long," Seth muttered as he restarted his game. They heard a car pull into the driveway. Sue ran to the window and squealed. "It's Sam," she cried. She walked over to the door and opened it before he had a chance to knock. Sam looked a little embarrassed as Sue pulled him into her arms and hugged him tightly. Harry sighed and stood up. "I guess I better save the poor kid," Harry muttered to his son. "Mmaya," Seth said, never tearing his eyes away from his game. Harry laughed and messed up Seth's hair. He walked over to the door and shook Sam's hand.

Sue saw the bouquet of red roses in Sam's hands and squealed. "Oh they are beautiful, she will just love them!" "Dear, why don't you go get Leah?" Harry asked, as Sam's face blushed scarlet. "Of course," Sue cried. "I'll be right back." And she went up the stairs to Leah's room. Leah's door was closed, music could be heard playing. Sue knocked on the door. "Leah?" "Come in," Leah called from inside. Sue opened the door and stepped in. Leah was sitting at her vanity table. She was wearing a simple, red, silk gown. Her black hair was styled on top of her head with a few curls framing her face. Sue covered her mouth when she saw her. "Darling, you look absolutely beautiful," she told her. "And Sam will think so too. He's here, by the way." Leah took a deep breath and stood up. Sue grabbed her necklace that was lying on her vanity and put it on her. Leah stepped into her heels. "Are you sure I look perfect?" Leah asked, doing a small spin for her mother.

Sue kissed her cheek. "Let's let the men decide," she told her with a smile. Sue left the room and went back downstairs. "She will be down," Sue announced as she got her camera ready. Sam nodded. "So Sam, what's on the agenda for this evening?" Harry asked, looking the boy over. "Um..well, I am taking Leah to Forks for dinner. We are having dinner with Rebecca and Rachel Black and their dates. The dance starts at six and will be over by ten," Sam replied. Why was he so nervous? He knew the Clearwaters his whole life. Just because he was dating Leah now didn't mean he had to be so nervous. He didn't understand it.

And there she was. On the top of the stairs. Sam forgot to breathe the moment his eyes landed on her. She looked a little nervous as she walked downstairs but she was so beautiful. Harry smiled up at his little girl. Leah gave him a smile back before looking at Sam. Sam felt butterflies in his stomach, the way he always did when he looked at her. He knew he was going to be the most envied at tonight's Homecoming. When Leah descended the last stair and walked over, Sam handed her the bouquet of roses. Leah smiled. "Thank you, they are beautiful," she said. "Not as beautiful as you," Sam replied softly, his face turning redder. Leah smiled. "You look good in a suit," she told him. Sam smiled at her. "Okay, picture time," Sue replied. "Sam, stand behind Leah...yes, that's right."

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Cold.

That was what brought Leah to consciousness.

Cold.

Hands. That was it! Really cold hands.

She was being touched and poked.

Leah groaned and slowly opened her eyes. Her head felt like it had lost a fight to some hammers. The light, thank god, was dimmed. She still felt the cold hands probing at her and she looked up to find the source. "Cullen," she chocked out. "Hello Leah," Carlisle's gentle voice said to her. "You gave your brother quite a scare." That's when she felt Seth hurry over. "Leah," he cried. "Oh thank God, you're alright." Leah reached out blindly and grabbed his leg. "I'm fine," she tried to assure him. Leah started to sit up. "Easy," Carlisle told her as he grabbed her arm helping her sit up. "Thanks," she muttered and brought her hand to her head. Her head was bandaged up.

"I was so worried when I got to the house and saw you unconscious...and then I saw the blood and..." Seth explained, playing with his hands. "What happened?" "Uh...I thought you were there...so I was trying to go quickly down the stairs and I lost my balance," Leah lied, hoping that it made sense. Her head was throbbing too much to actually think of a better one. But Seth seemed to buy it. "Well, there will be no permanent damage, but I think you should take it easy for a few days," Carlisle advised. The thought of Sue's fast approaching funeral filled Leah's mind and she couldn't help but roll her eyes at Carlisle's advice. Take it easy? Yeah, right.

Leah swung her legs slowly to the floor. "Careful," Carlisle advised as Leah slowly stood up. There was a slight ringing in her ears. Her head was throbbing, but she could stand up straight...for the most part. "I'll help you to your room," Carlisle offered as he gently grabbed hold of Leah's arm. She felt his icy grip and shivered a little. "Seth, could you get an ice pack for her head?" Seth nodded and quickly bounded out of the room, eager to help out in anyway he could. He always did like the Cullens. Carlisle helped her to her room where he pulled the blankets back on the bed and helped her to sit. "Jasper was right," he said. "How long have you been-" "Shhh," Leah whispered, shooting a nervous glance at the door. Carlisle glanced at the open door, before looking back at her, giving her a wary smile.

So that was what it was all about...the day Leah stood in Charlie's living room, sitting against the wall, Jasper had been smelling the air around her, Leah believed he was being creepy and freaky...but he had smelled her. He knew it that day and of course he had told his family. Well, so what! It wasn't his business. It wasn't anyone's business.

"I'm guessing your brother doesn't know?" Carlisle asked. 'Ding, ding, ding, we have a winner,' Leah thought bitterly to herself. "No, he doesn't know...no one does and I'd like to keep it that way," Leah answered. Carlisle nodded. "Of course, my dear, it's your business...but might I suggest something?" he asked. Leah paused for a moment before nodding her head. "I suggest you tell them before it starts to show," Carlisle said. Leah sighed and nodded slowly. But the conversation dropped when Seth walked into the room, an ice pack in his hands. "Here sis," he said with a smile as he walked over and put the ice pack to her head. Leah held it to her head and gave him a smile back in gratitude.

'I'll come by tomorrow to check up on you," Carlisle told Leah. "Please get some rest." "I'll make sure she does," Seth replied. "Thank you so much Carlisle." Carlisle gave them a small nod before leaving. Seth looked at his sister. "Can I get you anything?" he asked nervously. "Are you hungry? I can make you something. Are you thirsty?" Leah couldn't help but smile. 'I'm fine, Seth, don't worry about me," she replied as she patted his hand. Seth nodded and the two fell into silence. It wasn't an awkward silence. It was more of a comfortable silence...sort of peaceful.

Leah sighed and took the ice pack from her head. "Seth...I have to be honest with you," she said. Seth looked up curiously. "About what happened..."Leah continued. "I was up in my room...looking through the old clothes in my closet when I heard noises coming from downstairs. So I called out your name, thinking it was you, but when you didn't answer I got annoyed and walked over to the doorway and that's when I heard it. It was voices. It was mom and daddy's voices." Seth stared at her. He didn't know what to say. Although he didn't have to worry about thinking of something to say because Leah wasn't finished.

"So I walked out into the hallway, trying to hear better, thinking I was hearing things but when I walked out into the hallway...the strangest thing happened...the hall changed, like right in front of my eyes. I don't know how to explain...but it was like I stepped back in time...the hall looked the same as when we were kids. And then I saw her...mother came to the staircase and called up to me...and a younger version of myself...stepped out of the bathroom and went downstairs." Leah finished, not making eye contact.

"Are you saying you've seen ghosts?" Seth managed to ask. Was his sister messing with him? This couldn't be real. "Not ghosts...memories..it looks likes," Leah replied. "It can't be ghosts...I'm not dead, Seth." Seth rubbed his temples, trying to think this through. None of this made sense. He stood up and started to pace the room. "This isn't the first time this happened Seth and I'm sure as long as I am in that house, it won't be the last. I've even started having dreams...memories, if you will, of Sam and I breaking up...the first day Sam asked me out...the day you and I phased for the first time...and just a few hours ago...Sam and I going to our Homecoming Dance." Leah told her brother but it just caused Seth to pace faster and rub harder at his temples.

"And as for the odd things at the house...I've heard voices...laughter...and noises...it's so weird-" Leah tried to explain but Seth cut her off. "I think this is too much stress for you. I am going to finish cleaning out the house...you can head on home after the funeral," he said quietly. "Y-You want rid of me?" Leah asked, she couldn't help but feel hurt. This was the first time she had seen her brother in a long time. And he wanted rid of her? "No, I don't," Seth replied. "But if these hallucinations are making you hurt yourself-" "They are NOT hallucinations!" Leah cried, throwing her ice pack at her brother. Seth caught it and put it back down beside her.

"They are to," Seth replied. "How can you honestly expect me to believe this story? It doesn't make sense." Leah glared and crossed her arms. Seth sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Fine Leah, to prove to you that this story isn't true, I'll stay the night there," Seth told her. Leah eyes grew wide. "No, don't!" she cried. "I don't want you getting hurt." Seth walked over and kissed her head. "I'll be fine." "Seth, please, don't do this," Leah cried as she got out of bed. "I'll be fine," Seth repeated as he left the room t gather some things up.

When he looked up, Leah was standing over him. "I don't want you to go," she said. "I'm worried you will get hurt." "Leah," Seth sighed, starting to sound annoyed. "We've both lived in that house for years. There is nothing wrong with the house." "I know but-" Leah started but Seth cut her off. "If I spend the night and nothing happens will you believe that these things aren't real and finish cleaning out the house?" he asked, looking up meeting her eyes. Leah bit down on her lip. What was happening to her? Seth was right. Wasn't he? They were hallucinations. Weren't they?

Leah sighed and nodded. "Yes, if nothing happens to you...I'll try to relax for a couple days," she replied. Seth nodded and kissed her cheek. "I'll see you in the morning," he told her and left the apartment. Leah sighed and went back into Seth's room. She laid down on the bed and curled the pillow tight to her. There was no way in hell Leah was falling asleep tonight.

Yes...no song lyrics in this chapter...it quite depresses me..but I did give you a quote though...don't ask..but when I started writing this fic...for some reason I believed that putting lyrics and quotes in each chapter would be a good idea...I might have been wrong. But I don't care...I like them.

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