Summary; Warning; Disclaimer: See First Chapter.

First off all, the scene of Seth married to Barbie is in honor of Krum Cake's story, Well, This Sucks: Life According to Seth. Go read it, it's awesome. Now, there's lots of action, some things start to happen, and they kiss! So go read this too.
Seth is going to make more appearences, since I think his characters goes great with them, and I hope Haley's reactions to everything makes sense and doesn't just seem dumb or sometihng.

"It's nice to finally meet you," Emily greeted the young woman with a smile, shaking her hand and simultaneously prying her loose from four shifters at the same time. "Jacob and Embry have made you sound like a very nice young woman."

"Oh, they lied," Haley said cheerfully. Paul snickered, and dodged a blow from Jacob.

"I doubt it. They've been raised better," Emily began, before Leah snorted in amusement. Haley grinned at this outburst, and Embry was relieved to see that Haley was apparently accepted into the Pack. Jared and Kim had yet to arrive, but the others were more than making up for their absence.

"It's not surprising. She's an Imprint – I'd be shocked if they didn't accept her," Emily thought, watching as the young woman was dragged into an argument over who got the little car in the Monopoly game they had started. Game night was a bad idea – scratch that, BAD idea. Ten werewolves trying to play fair was not to be expected.

Embry hovered over Haley nervously, trying to keep the others from jostling her, and jumped in surprise when she cheerfully elbowed Quil out of her way so she could sit down.

"Women and children first," she informed him with a grin, as he reluctantly moved over to make room, edging Jacob off the couch as a result.

"Hey!" the Alpha protested, as he was dumped onto the floor.

"I apparently need to buy more furniture," Emily decided with a sigh, and smiled as Sam appeared with Rose. Haley had glanced at Emily's scar briefly, but having dealt with her own demons she knew better than to look.

"She's adorable!" she squealed, leaving a confused Seth with Jeremy as she rushed over to coo over the new baby. Her reaction earned her Sam's instant approval and lifelong devotion in an instant, but he was still reluctant to release his child until Emily cleared her throat pointedly.

"Uh…what do I do with him?" Seth called, clearly frightened by the giggling baby in his lap who was trying to eat his forefinger.

"Let him eat your finger. He'll be happy," she replied cheerfully, enjoying the panicked expression on the boy's face far too much – even though they all looked in their mid-twenties to begin with. She was clearly at ease with the Pack, having left her precious baby with them alone and was something the others noticed immediately.

"But…he's got teeth," the shifter whimpered, and Leah snickered at her brother's plight.

"She's got the most beautiful eyes," Haley praised the baby, seeing the corners of her chocolate-brown eyes crinkle as she laughed. Sam puffed out proudly, and Emily smiled.

"It's time for her bottle, actually," she said, taking her child from the young woman. "What about Jeremy? Does he need anything?"

"I fed him before we left," she admitted. "Although I'm sure he'll need another one soon. He's got such an appetite – I think I'm going to have to abandon my bottles soon," she added ruefully, and Emily nodded sympathetically.

"The appetite sounds like the gang's here," she said, gesturing to the boys. The entire Pack had been asked to refrain using the 'Pack' term to avoid complicating matters, and for once, they were actually listening. "They never stop eating."

"I gathered," Haley agreed, having seen the mounds of dishes, full or dirty, scattered around the kitchen.

"Yes, I traveled the world," Haley said dramatically, as Collin snickered. "Paris, Rome, Venice – and all in the same country!" she added brightly, and Sam shook his head patiently.

"I knew you were pulling our leg."

"I'm not!" she protested cheerfully. They had eaten constantly over the following two hours and the shifters were lounging about the house, half-naked in their usual manner. Leah was curled up in a chair to herself, while Paul joined Jacob, Collin and Brady on the floor to try to figure out the least-obvious way to cheat at Monopoly. Sam and Emily were in a chair together, as were Embry and Haley, while Quil was stretched out on the back of the couch behind them with his head resting on Haley's shoulder. That had caused some growls at first, but a surprised Embry fell silent when she slapped his arm lightly. Seth was at Haley's feet, apparently having decided to latch onto her, while the two babies were in the playpen together.

"Oh, quit picking on her," Embry joined in.

"I don't need you to defend me," she said in a huff, her pretense of annoyance transparent to everyone but the suddenly-cowering shifter. "They're cities down south," she explained. "We went to visit some cousins in Georgia and passed through them all. I'm well-traveled," she said with a smirk, ignoring the whimpering Embry.

"Obviously, those settlers had no imagination," Emily commented, and Jacob barked a laugh.

"Or they were all really stupid."

"That's probably it," Paul agreed, legs crossed at what looked like an uncomfortable angle.

"So, the settlers of early America were idiots. That explains a lot," Leah mused, tapping her finger on her chin thoughtfully. "I mean, why the hell else does a place like California exist anyway? Damn dopey tourists."

"Everyone's too tan and blond. They look like Barbie and Ken, multiplied by a thousand," Brady said helpfully, and Seth clapped his hands over his ears and howled in pain.

"No! Not that! Anything but that!" he whimpered, painful memories of Claire marrying him to Barbie haunting him. Sam prodded him with his foot, and he obediently fell silent – for the moment.

"Anyone want brownies?" Emily suggested. At this, all nine shifters present rushed from one room to the other, accompanied by much yelling and occasional swearing.

"That's one way to clear a room," Haley managed in shock, she and Emily the only ones left.

"It works every time," the woman said in satisfaction, and Haley grinned, having great respect for this woman who could control a gang that resembled a wild pack of animals. Silence suddenly settled in the kitchen, but Emily waved at her when she got up nervously.

"They're eating," she explained, and the other female nodded in understanding. The silence only lasted several moments, however. In the next second, a girl burst through the door, her hair a mess and sobbing hysterically.

"It's…Jared!" she managed, as the Pack was suddenly there. "We were on our way. He said he smelled one of them, and he took off. I heard him howling, and…and…"

"Goddamnit," Jacob growled, and clothes were on the floor. The Alpha was followed by Leah and Quil, Collin and Brady stripping seconds later and rushing from the house as well. Sam was trying in vain to calm the girl, while Embry cast a worried look at Haley, who was understandably confused and frightened.

"It's all right. We'll be back. Emily?" he asked, but the woman shooed him out the door.

"I'll stay here," Seth said, and his reasons didn't need to be spoken aloud. The last of the Pack disappeared in seconds, leaving a surprisingly-small pile of clothing on the floor, a shocked Haley, a grim Emily and Seth, and sobbing Kim. Not to mention two babies.

"Um…should I be going?" Haley finally managed to ask, her voice almost a whisper as Emily led Kim to another room. Seth glanced back at her, and his eyes widened in shock.

"No!" he snapped, shaking his head. She jumped at his tone, and he rested his hand on her arm heavily. "Trust us, Haley. Please," he said, giving her the puppy eyes. It was probably the only time that face worked on Haley.

Not much time passed – maybe thirty minutes – but it seemed longer when Sam finally stalked through the door, hackles raised.

"Motherfucking newborns…" he growled, but stopped when he saw Haley on the couch, whispering quietly to her nephew. Seth hovered protectively near a window, and Kim was still with Emily. "Jared's fine," he announced, and sobs of relief could be suddenly heard. "A little worse for wear, but okay," he sighed, scratching the back of his head awkwardly.

"What was it?" Seth pressed, but the man shot him a warning look. The shifter grumbled to himself half-heartedly, and perked up when Embry and Jacob arrived, both looking rather tired. Neither looked in the best of moods, and Haley got to her feet hesitantly.

"If I can pick up the stuff later, I'll just take Jeremy home," she began, and winced at Embry's tight grip on her arm – when he had been across the room less than a second ago.

"No," he growled. "You're not walking home."

"I'm not?" she repeated in amazement, trying to pull free and frowning when she couldn't even more her arm. Seth saw Embry's face and pulled Haley free, staring down the growling shifter.

"No, you're not," Sam agreed, striding in the room to defuse the situation before Seth got his throat ripped out. "There were some problems with some punks. They jumped Jared – Seth will walk you home, and he'll stay over for the night if you don't mind."

"But –"

"I'll go," Embry said firmly, but Sam shook his head. Dragging the young man into the kitchen, he growled softly in his ear.

"You want to go off with her alone, pissed off like you are?" he demanded. "You can't control yourself. Let Seth go, and take tonight to patrol with the others. Let some steam out when you find those leeches."

Embry stared at him for a long moment while Sam wondered if he was going to have to subdue the shifter, but he suddenly nodded with a low sigh. "All right."

"We'll get going, then," Seth called from the other room, having heard the conversation. "And I'll get this stuff," they heard him inform Haley, while he apparently picked up the playpen and bag with ease. "Come on."

There was silence from the young woman, and the shifters present felt slightly guilty.

"You can't go much longer without explaining something," Sam muttered, and Embry glared at him in response before phasing and rushing from the house, apparently to track the two until they reached the house.

"So, what's going on?" Haley demanded, as she struggled to keep up with Seth in the street. They hadn't even left La Push yet, and it was obvious the boy in front of her was anxious about something.

"Just what Sam said," he replied evenly, but she frowned.

"I'm not stupid. What was with the stripping?" she pointed out, Jeremy firmly in her arms. "What's going on?"

"Embry will explain," Seth began, desperately trying to get out of the question and leave it for her shifter to deal with. It was his fault, anyway. "Tomorrow. Right now, we just have to get back to your house. Why'd you have to live in Forks, anyway?" he grumbled, wishing she was safely locked away in La Push at the moment.

"Because," she retorted snidely, having heard the comment. Seth knew from the Pack's thoughts that newborns had attacked Jared and Kim on the way to La Push – four newborns, with no other leech in sight. Which presented several frightening possibilities to the shifters.

Several minutes passed, with Seth scanning the forest around them and sensing Embry close by. The others had split up in pairs to track the bloodsuckers and were scattered around the area. Haley gasped when Seth suddenly disappeared from her sight and shrieked when Jeremy was ripped from her arms.

"I've got him," he hissed, the baby tucked under one arm. The other burdens lay on the ground, forgotten, and the shifter's hair rose on end. "I smell them. Fuck," he growled, having hoped to at least gotten out of La Push before anything happened.

"Smell who? What are you talking about?" Haley demanded, frightened out of her mind. Something in the air seemed wrong to her, and the gang's behavior – especially the easygoing Seth's now – was only making everything worse.

"Be quiet," he growled, and stiffened when two figures were suddenly in front of Haley, both with pure-white skin and crimson eyes. "Get the fuck back to whatever hole you crawled out of," he ordered, and heard a strangled gasp from Haley. Seth almost grinned when he saw Embry stalk out of the forest, his huge wolf form dwarfing the female. His fur was on end, and he padded as close to Haley as he could.

"Aw, we just wanted to have some fun," of the males sighed. "After all, we were sent to wipe you mangy wolves out of existence."

"By who?" Seth snapped, but they only smirked at him.

"So, she's an Imprint?" the other asked conversationally, and Haley whimpered as their gazes rested on her. "I see," he continued, smiling menacingly. Embry's jaw snapped shut threateningly, and his eyes narrowed when Jacob yelled his head.

"Leah and Sam found the other bastards! I'm on my way, hold them off!" It was unnecessary to tell Embry to keep Haley and Jeremy safe, as that was top priority. The taller vampire licked his lips in anticipation, and it was Haley's turn to stiffen when their eyes rested on Jeremy, who was half-hidden in Seth's arms.

"I see. He smells rather delicious as well," he murmured. Haley's fists clenched at her side, and confusion was put aside the second she realized they were including Jeremy.

"You stay away from him," she hissed, taking an involuntary step away from Embry.

"Or what? You're going to stop me, sweety?" The first to speak chuckled in amusement, and Seth yelped when Haley was suddenly lifted into the air, the other vampire's hand around her throat. "Fat chance."

The sound of his Imprint gasping for air was the last straw for Embry, and he flung himself at the leech. Haley was knocked to the ground by Seth, who shoved Jeremy at her before phasing himself, keeping her on the ground underneath him with a paw.

The bloodsucker hissed in pain as Embry sliced his arm off and writhed on the ground as the shifter pinned him, a wolfish grin showing his gleaming teeth. The second newborn decided to go after the humans present, but screamed when a figure came out of the trees and hurled it across the street with one swipe of its paw.

Haley began to hyperventilate, seeing what looked like vampires and werewolves fighting while one was practically laying on top of her and Jeremy, and groaned when everything began to spin. The wolf looked at her in concern, and then seemed almost relieved right before she fainted.

"Revenge," Sam muttered shortly, as the Pack gathered together at the house after the leeches were ripped to pieces.

"What?" Leah demanded. "For what?" The others looked up in anticipation of the answer, scattered around the room in their usual manner. Collin and Brady were in a corner of the couch, Quil and the others on the floor while Jacob paced the room anxiously. Embry was hovering by the stairs, where Haley was upstairs with Kim.

"For killing all the newborns," he informed them. "I think one escaped during the attack. And then decided to go make more newborns to get their revenge on us for killing them all."

"You mean…we're going to have more newborns running around Forks and La Push?" Quil asked, the shifters all paling underneath their skin. "More?" The last word came out as a croak rather than a question.

"That means more shifters," Seth reminded them. "Right?" he asked, seeing Sam's hesitation.

"I don't think so," he said reluctantly. "I think the last group that phased were all that are capable of it. We just need to start training them for fighting. More."

"We can hold them," Jacob growled.

"There's no need to bring green fighters into this just to get themselves killed," Collin volunteered, and no one remarked on the irony of his statement.

"We'll need more patrols, at least," Sam continued, and Emily nodded with a sigh.

"I can't believe they showed up in La Push. They usually stay away from our land," Paul said thoughtfully, and the others nodded.

"Usually they want the Cullens. Now they want our blood," Jacob said grimly. "We're the target this time. And our Imprints – they knew Kim was one, and Haley."

"Bastards," Jared growled, baring his teeth.

"So what do we do? Lock them all up until we wipe out the bloodsuckers?" Quil demanded, sounding almost hopeful. The Alpha shook his head, to their disappointment.

"We can't. Haley doesn't even know what's going on – although someone has to explain it to her once she wakes up," he added pointedly, glancing at Embry. The shifter almost seemed to ignore his words, staring up the stairs with concern. "We have to have one of us be with them constantly until we figure out what their plan is, though," Jacob continued, and Quil groaned.

"They're never going to let me," he muttered, but Jacob shrugged.

"We'll explain."

"At least Nessie is surrounded by vampires. Hell, she's got powers all her own," Leah argued. "Those girls don't – Claire's just a baby! What are we going to do, stalk them?"

"I don't know," Jacob grumbled, losing patience.

"We'll just have to go with the flow on this," Sam replied, folding his arms over his chest deliberately. "But right now, we can't leave them alone. Even if they don't know we're there."

The shifters nodded, the vampires having made it clear they wanted not only the Pack, but their Imprints. It was easy enough for Jared and Kim, since they lived together, and Nessie obviously had her own protection. Claire and Haley were the ones they had to figure out what to do with.

"What the…where am I?" Haley demanded, and a hand was on her shoulder to keep her down.

"Back in Emily's house. I'm Kim," the girl told her, and Haley recognized the girl from earlier. "You had quite a fright, I know. I can understand," she continued, moving so Haley could sit up gingerly.

"Where's Jeremy?" she asked, but Kim shook her head.

"In the playpen with Rose downstairs. Perfectly safe," she assured the young woman, who let out a sigh of relief.

"Everything's so fuzzy," she complained. "I swear there were vampires…and a big dog appeared. And then Seth turned into one…holy shit." She paused, and her eyes widened. "They're…werewolves."

"Not exactly," Embry admitted, and both young women turned to see him leaning in the doorway sheepishly. "You can go see Jared," he told Kim, who left the room in a flash. He shut the door behind him, and noticed that Haley didn't seem frightened of him.

"Not exactly?" she repeated incredulously. "Werewolves don't exist to begin with, so what else can you be?"

"We're shape-shifters," he explained, sitting on the edge of the bed gingerly. "Not pure wolves, we don't change with the moon. We phase at will."

"Phase?"

"Turn into the wolves you saw," he said patiently. He watched as she went over this in her mind, and her eyes widened even more.

"So…so…that was you?" she asked, and he nodded. "And Seth?" Nod two. "So who was the third one?"

"Jacob. He's our Alpha – he runs the Pack," he told her, watching her closely.

"And that means…they really were vampires…" she realized, turning dangerously pale. He leaned forward in fright, and pulled her upright by her shoulders.

"Yes," he said reluctantly, still tasting the disgusting flavor in his mouth. "They were newborns – newly-turned vampires. They're strongest, and most dangerous."

"What'd they want? And what's an Imprint?" she demanded, and he groaned.

"I hoped you didn't remember that part."

"I did."

"Well…don't freak out, okay?" he asked, and she laughed shortly.

"Oh, yes, I was just attacked by vampires and pinned down by a big mutt, and you're telling me not to freak out now? How bad is it?" she asked sarcastically.

"When a shifter finds the one they're meant to be with…it's like love at first sight," he said quickly, spitting it out. "It's Imprinting, knowing that."

"So…wait, you Imprinted me?" she asked slowly, going over the thought in her mind. "What does that mean, exactly?"

"It means I love you," he told her softly, the look in his eyes only confirming his words. "More than anything else. You're perfect to me, and I'll die before I let anything hurt you. When you told us Daniel hit you…Jacob had to track me down to make sure I wasn't going after him," he admitted ruefully, a bit embarrassed. Haley stared at him, and her silence was beginning to bother him.

"So…"

"Are you mad?" he asked quickly. "I'll leave. I'll never bother you again, if that's what you want. I swear."

"I was only going to ask," she continued wryly, "if you're in love with me, how come you've never tried to kiss me?"

He stared at her in shock, and it took a moment for him to decide the question was permission for him to try. Pulling her to him, he sighed to himself in relief as she returned the kiss as much as he'd let her. He released her after another moment, and only stared at her.

They turned at a knock at the door, and Seth popped his head in with a grin.

"Hey, how come I don't get smooched?" he complained, ducking when Embry threw a shoe at him. "Hey, hey! Touchy," he yelped, before ambling into the room. "If Haley's ready to go back home, Sam said I'm going with you," he told Embry. "Quil and Collin are gonna stalk Claire for now."

"Claire?"

"Jacob's niece – Quil's imprint," Embry told her, and she blinked.

"But she's…"

"Yeah, we know," Seth said, nodding. "But it doesn't matter. He'll be whatever she needs him to be at the moment. Don't worry, we're shifters not pedophiles," he added with a wink, and whined when Embry smacked him. "Cut that out! I'm so abused," he grumbled. Haley laughed as she got to her feet, a bit shakily, and patted Seth on the arm.

"I guess you earned a kiss," she said teasingly, giving him a light peck on the cheek. He brightened immediately, while Embry glowered behind her. He bared teeth was enough to warn Seth to back off immediately, which he did without complaining.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to survive newborns to get ripped apart by Fluffy," he joked, leading them downstairs.