Leah's point of view:

I groaned as I stepped out of the bathtub. I was now halfway through my pregnancy, and the joints in my legs and feet had started to ache and I slept more often, but I loved my rounding belly. It was obvious I was pregnant, so I stopped going out of the house with the exception of a few bonfires and visiting the Cullens or Mom.

I dried my belly off and sighed. A fluttering feeling rushed down the side of my belly, and I straightened up with the strange sensation that continued for a moment longer along my left side before it stopped. The quivering feeling came up again, causing me to drop my towel as my hands flew to my stomach as I realized what I was feeling. A sob caught in my throat as I realized my baby was moving. It was actually moving in my body, a sign of the miracle that I was blessed with.

"Leah?" Felix's voice called out.

The next moment, he rushed into the bathroom.

"Are you hurt?" Did you fall?" He asked as his eyes ran over my body.

"One of the babies moved," I whispered.

His mouth opened in surprise, and his hand moved tentatively to my belly. The baby moved again, kicking its father's hand. Felix's mouth dropped open further, forming a slight O. There was one more light movement before it went completely sill. Our eyes met, and I could tell he was amazed, but there was still an undercurrent of worry in his eyes.

Our moment was broken when we heard a knock at the door. Felix kissed me briefly before exiting the room. I changed my clothes before going out to the living room, where I was met by Carlisle, and Jacob, and Renesmee. Renesmee clutched Jacob's hand as he talked to Felix and Carlisle. She gave me a timid smile as I came out, but her eyes rounding at the sight of my growing belly.

"Aunt Leah," Nessie said as she let go of Jacob's hand, walked over, and hugged me.

"How are you doing, gorgeous?" I asked.

"Good," she said, holding her hand up to my cheek.

I'd only experienced Nessie's gift a few times, so it was something I was still getting used to. When Ness pressed her hand against my face, I saw visions Bell as she died just after Ness was born, and then I saw myself. I looked tired, but I noticed a glow to my skin, and I looked like I had a healthy weight to me. I was brought back to the present when Nessie took her hand off of my face.

"I told you, my Jacob, she didn't look as sick as Momma," Nessie said as she turned to face Jacob.

Jacob coughed slightly and avoided my gaze as I raised my eyebrow at him.

"We should get you checked out, Leah," Carlisle said, breaking into our discussion. "Have there been any new developments?"

"I could feel one of the babies move today," I said. "Right before you got here."

"Can you explain the feeling?" Carlisle asked.

"It was really light fluttering," I explained, "but it was strong enough for Felix to feel."

"We'll monitor the intensity of their movements," Carlisle explained. "Your body should be able to handle their movements better than a human, but it could pose some risks, and we need to be ready for it. Let's check their heartbeats."

Before I could move, Nessie placed her hand on my cheek again. She showed me an image of her getting the babies' heartbeat using Carlisle's monitor. My eyes focused on Nessie's face again, and she bit her lip in anxiety.

"Grandpa said I had to ask you," Nessie whispered.

"I wouldn't mind you checking the heartbeats." I smiled at the girl again.

Carlisle patiently explained to Ness how to find the babies' heartbeats while his hand guided hers. My eyes fell on Jacob, whose eyes were shining with pride as he watched his imprint. The heartbeats, again, filled me with joy since my babies were healthy.

"I want to go to a bonfire a few nights from now," I said, looking at Carlisle as he put his tools away.

Carlisle was silent as he finished up his packing before he looked at me.

"I think that should be all right," Carlisle said, "but make sure you dress warmly. I only want you out for a few hours, and I'll check up on you as soon as you get home."

"Sure thing."

Carlisle, Jacob, and Nessie left soon after, leaving Felix and I alone, and we ended up watching old movies in bed.

"I remember seeing this movie in the theater," Felix muttered in my ear as I leaned against his chest.

"You do?" I asked, craning my neck to look at him.

"Yes," Felix whispered, and he looked like he was a million miles away as he thought of his old life. "I've … I've been wondering if we should tell the children about my past."

I gaped up at him in surprise since I hadn't thought of sharing Felix's past with our kids.

"Are you worried what they'll think?" I asked as I cupped his cheek.

"I'm more worried about what they'll think if we withhold the truth," Felix admitted.

"That makes sense." I ran my fingers across his cheek and down his jaw. "When they're old enough to understand, we'll tell them?"

Felix nodded hesitantly as I pushed my fingers through his hair.

"I just don't want them to see me as a failure," Felix whispered so softly that I almost didn't hear him.

"They won't, Felix," I said firmly. "They'll see their daddy as a good man who made bad choices but learned from them. They'll know that you love all of us."

Felix went silent just as one of the babies kicked against me.

"Your child is telling you to stop being silly," I whispered.

I moved Felix to where he could feel the movement. He sighed as the baby moved again, and he lifted me so I was sitting across his lap with his left arm wrapped around my waist while his right stayed on my belly. I smiled as my children tumbled against their father's hand.

Ashley's point of view:

I held Seth's hand as he led me down the beach. I loved coming here as a child, and I remembered the bonfires that took place here. My favorite part was the stories one of the elders would tell.

I glanced up at Seth, who was staring straight ahead. He looked worried as his eyes scanned the beach ahead of us. Seth looked at me, and I blushed after I was caught staring. My eyes shot up to look up at him smiling at me, but it didn't reach his eyes.

"I'm glad we can get some time together," I said. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you too," Seth replied. "I've wanted to bring you here for ages."

"I'm glad you did. I remember coming here as a kid. We used to have bonfires here as too."

"What did you remember about the bonfires?" Seth asked.

"I don't really remember much, well except for the stories of the tribe."

"Ashley, I …" Seth ran a shaky hand through his hair. "I need to tell you something, and I'm afraid of how you'll react."

"O …Okay," I whispered.

Seth turned to face me and grasped both of my hands in his.

"I need you to keep an open mind," Seth said. "Promise me."

"I'll try."

His eyes scanned mine before going on.

"What if I told you that the legends are true?" Seth asked quietly.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"They're real. Our ancestors were able to turn into wolves, and so can we."

"You can't be serious," I whispered. "Those were just stories … legends."

"They're real," Seth insisted. "I know it sounds crazy, but please let me show you."

"I don't know, Seth." I started to pull my hands away from him and turn away.

"I can prove it, Ashley." Seth moved to block me from leaving. "Let me show you. It will only take a moment."

I looked at Seth's pleading eyes. He was actually serious about this. I opened my mouth to argue, but no words came out.

"Please, Ashley. I'll prove it to you," Seth said quietly, his eyes insistent.

I opened my mouth to say something, but the words wouldn't come out. His eyes bored into mine as I thought about what he was saying. It was totally crazy, what he was implying, that wolves and the cold ones were real. This couldn't be happening. I had finally found the perfect man, and here was the hitch. I should've known something would've caused us to split up, but I just didn't think it would be this.

"Please, Ashley," Seth whispered. "I promise, I'm not crazy."

I found myself nodding, despite my better judgment.

"Don't leave," Seth said, squeezing my hands. "Please, don't leave."

Seth turned and quickly jogged into the forest a few feet away from us. I wrapped my arms around myself as I considered the possibility of just walking away from the situation. I knew nothing good could come from this. I sighed as I started walking down the beach as it would be less painful if I left now.

I heard a whining sound to my left that stopped me in my tracks. It sounded like a dog, but something made me want to see if it was hurt. I looked toward the forest to see a giant sandy-colored wolf standing at the edge of it. My heart stopped; it was huge. It was taller than I was as my head went up to its shoulder. It whimpered again as it dropped to its belly.

My eyes met the wolf's eyes. They seemed familiar to me. My hand flew to my mouth as I realized whose they were. It was Seth. It was true. As a kid I had always wanted it to be true, and it was. I couldn't believe it.

"Will you change back?" I whispered.

The wolf dipped his head before going back into the forest. I anxiously waited for Seth to return, which seemed like forever when it was only a matter of minutes. When he did appear, he pulled his T-shirt over his head. I couldn't help but enjoy the brief flash of his sculpted stomach. I moved toward him quickly and was pulled into his arms as soon as we reached each other.

"I've wanted to tell you that for so long," Seth muttered as he kissed my head.

"It's, it's so hard to process," I admitted.

"I'm sorry," Seth whispered. "I wish I could make this easier for you."

"Just don't leave me," I said quietly.

Seth wrapped his long arms around me further, which helped me get a hold scattered thoughts. I rested my head on his chest and closed my eyes. How in the world did this happen to him?

"Will you explain how this happened to you?" I said, looking up at him.

"Are you sure you want to hear this?" he asked.

"I … I need to understand."

Seth slowly started his story of his changed from the cold one family coming to town to Seth's phasing and his father's passing to the fight with the dangerous vampires several months ago. After he finished, we sat in silence for ages as I continued to process everything. In all honesty, I felt freaked out.

"Ashley?" Seth asked, and I looked into his eyes. "Are you alright?"

I nodded slowly.

"It's just so much," I said slowly. "I'm still trying to process everything."

Seth put his forehead against mine and I closed my eyes.

"Are we okay?"Seth asked.

My eyes flew open to see concern swimming through his.

"We are," I said gently. "I do have one question though."

"Oh?" Seth asked.

"What's imprinting?"

A bit of a cliffy, but let me know what you think please!