Seth's point of view:

"What's imprinting?" Ashley asked.

My heart started to pound out of my chest. Taking a deep breath, I gathered my thoughts.

"Imprinting is when a wolf finds their … soul mate. We take one look at them and our whole world becomes about them," I said.

"So Jacob imprinted on a baby?" Ashley's face scrunched up in confusion. "Isn't that … I mean …"

"It's not like that," I explained. "He sees Ness as a sister, but that could change when she gets older. They're everything to us, and we become exactly what they need."

Ashley was thoughtful for a minute.

"Do all wolves imprint?" she whispered.

"About half of us have. Sam, Jacob, Quil, Leah, Paul, and … I have," I said quietly.

Hurt flickered over her face.

"Who did you imprint on?" she asked, and not hiding the pain in her voice.

I cupped her face and stepped closer to her.

"I imprinted on you, Ashley." I ran my thumb over her cheek. "You're my everything."

Ashley stared at me blankly.

"What?" she whispered.

"You're my everything," I repeated. "All I see is you, and no other woman could compare."

Ashley took in a shaky breath as I pressed my forehead against hers. My arms wrapped around her small body as I closed my eyes. Her lips pressed against mine, and I returned the kiss. It was slow and sweet, and I allowed myself to show her fully how I felt. In a strange sense I'd always been holding back. Our bodies pressed together as our kisses deepened. I broke away from her and cradled her in my arms as we caught our breath.

"I love you," I said, looking in Ashley's eyes.

"I love you too," she said, blushing.

I could see the love pouring through her eyes.

"How are you feeling about everything?" I asked. "Now that you know the truth."

"It's still so much to take in," she admitted. "I used to dream of it being real, but now that it is …"

She shook her head as my hand ran through her long hair.

"So, why didn't anyone else tell me?" she asked.

"The imprint gets to tell the imprintee about it," I explained as I led Ashley to a nearby log.

We sat down as I put my arms around her.

"How did the others respond to it?" She put her hands on my chest.

"There were mixed reactions. Emily and Rachel freaked, but Kim took it pretty well. Claire doesn't know about it yet, and Ness knows a little bit about it." As I talked, my hands ran up and down her back.

"And Leah imprinted on Felix?"

I sighed and nodded.

"You're not his biggest fan?"

"You always get tense when he's brought up." She shrugged. "I think they're sweet together, and they're so much in love, but I guess that's part of the imprinting?"

"It definitely is."

I didn't tell her about the babies yet, since it was way too soon, and I still felt uncomfortable talking about Leah's pregnancy. She fell into silence while looking over at the water. I turned her body in my arms so that both of us were facing the water. A grin spread over my face when Ashley placed her head against my chest.

"We're having a bonfire tomorrow night," I said as we sat closer together. "It's just for the pack and their imprints. I'd like to bring you, since you know now."

"I would enjoy that," she said, turning toward me. "It'll be nice to talk to the other girls about this, wrap my mind around it more."

A comfortable silence fell over us as I held Ashley in my arms. The sun started to set when my stomach grumbled. Holding hands, we walked to my truck and I drove us to our diner. We sat in our usual boot, but this time sitting on the same side. I tucked Ashley easily into my side.

"I have tomorrow off, too," Ashley whispered.

"Oh? So do me," I replied. "What should we do with our time?"

She turned red and looked down at her plate.

"Ashley?" I asked softly.

"Nothing, it's nothing," she said too quickly.

I wanted to ask her more, but I was cut off by the waitress asking us for our order. We talked casually over dinner, and things seemed to be more normal between us. She seemed to be accepting the truth of what I was and our imprinting. After we finished eating, I drove her home and walked her to the door. I wanted to go inside with her badly, to stay with her while I held her through the night. Sam would never allow it.

I gently kissed Ashley as I held her tight. When we pulled away, she bit her lip, and I knew she had a question that she was dying to ask me.

"What are you thinking, pretty girl?" I asked.

"Sam and Emily are on a date in Port Angeles tonight …" She trailed off while the blush continued to creep across her face.

"Okay?"

"I'd like you to stay with me for a little while, you know, until they come back," she whispered.

Her face was scarlet.

"I don't want to pressure you into anything," I told her.

"You aren't." She cupped my face. "I want you, Seth, especially now that I know the truth."

Ashley led me into the house and up the stairs where we stood in an awkward silence.

"I'll … I'll go change," she whispered.

I nodded as she grabbed some clothes out of a few drawers and walked across the hall to change. I sat in silence on her neatly made bed and started taking off my shoes. Ashley came back quickly, holding her clothes against her chest. I swallowed hard when I took in the sight of her bare legs. She was wearing that long shirt and short shorts that drove me crazy. My hands itched to touch her. She placed her clothes in the laundry basket in the corner of her room before turning toward me and hesitated.

"We could just sleep," I said, standing and pushing the covers back and sitting on the edge of the bed.

Ashley surprised me when she sat on my lap. My arms automatically wrapped around her while she rested her head on my chest. I held her in silence before she turned her face to look at me through her eye lashes.

"Would it … would it be okay to try something?" she whispered.

"We'll do anything you're ready for," I told her.

"I want to touch you, Seth." Her voice was barely above a whisper, and she looked down at her lap while she talked.

She then moved her eyes up to meet mine. She was serious. My mouth opened and closed in amazement. In the back of my mind I knew she wanted to experiment further, but to hear her actually tell me blew my mind.

I closed my mouth and kissed her lightly.

"If you're sure," I said. "I don't want to make you feel …"

"You aren't, Seth." She pushed her hands across my chest. "I want to do this for you."

She leaned up to kiss me, and I allowed her to take the lead. This is what she wanted, and a part of me couldn't lie; I wanted her touch badly. Our kisses grew more passionate and I moved to lay her down on the bed.

Ashley's hair fanned out across the pillow, giving her an angelic look. My lips made kisses across her jaw and down her throat. I bit down gently on a spot between her neck and shoulder, causing her to moan lightly and arch her back. My hand slowly moved under her long shirt, to feel the smooth skin of her belly.

My fingers slowly moved their way across her belly and ribs before cupping her breast. I squeezed her gently, earning a groan against my ear. Her hands ran from my shoulders to the hem of my shirt, and she started to pull it up. I moved so that I could remove the shirt completely before taking her in my arms.

I shivered as Ashley's hands explored my naked arms and torso. She leaned up to kiss my jaw and neck, making me groan. I flipped us over so she was straddling my waist. My hands caught her long shirt and pushed it up to her hips.

"Can I take this off?" I asked.

Ashley nodded, and I lifted the shirt over her head. My mouth fell open when I saw that she wasn't wearing a bra. My fingers made a slow trail from her hips up her torso before I reached both of her breasts. I cupped both of them and my mouth soon began exploring her body.

I nearly came undone when I felt Ashley brush her hand against my manhood. She shyly looked at me as she undid my jeans and helped me wriggle out of them, leaving me in just my boxers. She made a move to touch me under my boxers, but I stopped her.

"Let me make you feel good first," I told her, as she looked at me confused.

I moved my fingers to the edge of her tiny shorts and tentatively moved my fingers along them, which was dangerously close to her sex.

"Is it okay if touch you under your panties?" I asked.

She nodded while biting her lip. I moved my fingers underneath to find her soaking wet. My fingers moved back and forth as I got the feel for her. As I moved my fingers toward her front, she cried out. Moving my fingers to the same spot, I began to rub her slowly at first. My speed picked up as she clutched my arms and threw her head back. I could not believe how good she felt and how beautiful she looked.

"Seth," she said, her breathing came out in rasps. "More, faster."

I gave her what she wanted, and moments later she shuddered against my fingers as her wetness coated me. She collapsed against me, and I held her close. After a few minutes, Ashley stirred against me and gave me a small smile.

"Thank you," she said, and she leaned forward to kiss me.

I kissed her back and threaded my hands through her hair. Her hands started to explore my torso again. Her fingers seemed to want to explore every muscle, and her mouth made kisses across my chest. It felt so amazing that I was sure I would explode. When her hand reached my boxers, she squeezed my length on the outside of my clothes. I groaned loudly when she started rubbing me with her small hand.

Biting her lip, I regretfully saw Ashley move her hand away from me, but a second later she moved it slowly into my boxers. I growled through my chest when she wrapped her hand around me. She giggled at my response and started moving her hand up and down. Her hand moved slowly at first, but sped up. I was so keyed up, that it didn't take long for me to come. Roaring, I came as I clenched the sheets as I came, causing them to rip.

I vaguely felt Ashley rest her head on my chest while I put my arms around her. I dozed off as I held her close to my body. It only seemed like a moment had passed when I was waking up with Ashley's body still in my arms as she lay across my chest. She was awake, and she gave me a timid smile. I kissed her gently.

"How'd you sleep?"I asked.

"Good," she replied. "You?"

"Amazing." I smiled at her. "I don't think I can ever sleep as well now that Know how it feels to hold you for an entire night."

Ashley blushed, but then her eyes widened.

"Oh, my gosh, Seth. It's morning," she said quickly. "Sam is going to kill us."

"I'll leave quietly," I said.

Neither of us moved, and truthfully, I didn't want to. I wanted to stay in bed with my imprint. She was my woman. Mine. I shouldn't have to be apart from her, especially now that she knew the truth.

"What are you thinking?" Ashley asked.

"Nothing, nothing," I said, quickly. "I just don't want to go."

"I know what you mean, but I don't want Sam to catch us again."

I kissed her gently.

"I love you," I told her.

"I love you too, Seth."

"I'll pick you up tonight?"

She nodded as I eased myself out of her arms. I couldn't look at her as I got dressed, or I'd want to drag her back to bed. Once dressed, I leaned over to kiss Ashley, who was mercifully dressed and out of bed. After a series of short kisses, I headed out the window, phased, and ran home. The whole time I was thinking of a way for Ashley to stay with me from now on.

Felix's point of view:

I carefully lay on the bed, trying not to wake Leah. She had been sleeping all day, it seemed. Since we had the bonfire tonight I wanted her to get as much sleep as possible. Despite my caution, Leah stirred against me.

"I'm sorry I woke you," I whispered as I curled my body against her.

"You didn't," she said hoarsely. "One of the babies must really like you. It always kicks a lot when you're near."

"Oh?" I asked.

"Here."

Leah moved my hand to where I could feel the baby kicking. It was moving pretty hard as I felt the kicking against my hand.

"They baby's not hurting you, is it?" I asked.

"No," Leah said, and I could hear the smile in her voice. "It's just aggressive."

I sighed as I felt the baby kick before it slowed and settled down.

"What time is it?" Leah asked.

"Nearly 5:30," I said.

"I'd like to take a hot shower," she murmured.

I moved quickly to turn on the shower as hot as it would go. Leah joined me in the bathroom as she took off her pajamas. She stepped in as I left to gather our things for a bonfire, and I made sure to listen carefully in case Leah needed my help. After twenty minutes, Leah emerged from the bathroom fully dress as she dried her hair. I held up a sweat shirt for Leah to wear.

"Really?" Leah asked, groaning. "You know how hot it's going to be."

"It's for the babies," I said, knowing that would change her mind.

Leah grumbled as she pulled her sweater over her head. As we headed toward the truck, I grabbed several of the blankets. ON the way over I held Leah's hand as I carefully drove.

"Felix, my dead grandma drives faster than you," she commented.

"If she were here, she'd be driving this slow with you, babe," I said, lifting her hand to kiss the back of it.

"Kissing me won't make me less irritated with you," Leah said, jerking her hand away from mer.

I glanced out of the corner of my eye. Leah had her arms folded and was looking pointedly out of her window. What in the world what up with her? Granted, she did have a temper, but she didn't get this mad this easily. Things were silent and tense the rest of the ride to the beach. Just as I pulled into an empty spot, I heard a sob come from Leah.

"Leah, wha …" I started.

"I'm sorry, Felix," she said brushing her tears away. "I didn't mean to get mad."

I started opened mouthed at her. What in the world what she talking about?

This must be the hormones talking, I thought.

"Leah, it's okay."

"Are you sure it's all right?" Leah looked at me with teary eyes.

"It's fine."

I reached over to pull her into my arms and kissed her gently. My fingers moved to brush away her tears before I kissed her one last time. With my arm around her waist, I led Leah to a spot that hadn't been claimed yet. Just as I was placing our blankets down, Emily approached us with a plate over loaded with food for Leah.

Leah accepted the plate and ate it quickly while she leaned against my chest. MY hand found its way to her belly, which was a habit that seemed to be occurring more and more often. I could feel the baby on the left side kicking a little more, just as Leah had mentioned before. It amazed me that I was actually going to have children, and that they were responding to my presence already.

As Leah was eating, I could see Ashley eyes on us. She stared at Leah's belly, which was obvious even with her sweatshirt. She turned to talk with Seth as he quietly explained the truth. Her eyes widened in surprise before turning to stare at me curiously. I could see a little bit of fear in her eyes, but mostly I could tell she was curious.

Before we started the stories, Leah's pack brothers, Collin, and Brady approached us.

"Since this is your last bonfire until after you give birth," Jacob started, "we wanted to give you something."

"Give me something?" Leah asked.

"Just a small baby gift," Embry said.

"You guys didn't have to do that," Leah said.

Jacob rolled his eyes as hit beta while producing a Wal-Mart bag.

"Really?" Leah asked as she accepted the bag. "You couldn't wrap it."

"We're simple creatures," Jacob said.

"More like none of you know how," Leah said.

She reached into the bag and pulled out two small t-shirts. Both of them had small wolves on the front. Leah didn't say anything as she looked at the shirts.

"So … do you like them?" Quil asked.

"They … they're great," Leah said, her voice breaking.

She brushed away a few tears as her brothers looked uncomfortable with her show of emotion. Leah put the baby shirts back into the bag just as Billy cleared his throat. As the stories started, Leah fell asleep. To make sure that she kept warm, I pulled the extra blanket over us.

Just as the stories were ending, Leah jerked awake.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"One of the babies kicked me hard," she whispered. "Not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to wake me."

"Are you all right though?" I asked.

She nodded and put her head on my chest. I sighed as the stories ended, and the couples went about talking.

"Felix?" Leah asked, slightly slurring.

"Yes?"

"I … I think I need to go home," she said.

She slumped against me without warning. I cursed as I picked up her body, and Jake called Carlisle. I prayed, again, that this wasn't a sign that things would take a deadly turn with this pregnancy.

Whew super long chapter. I'm curious to see what you guys think the babies are going to be. I'm planning on giving them each a sequel, so I've put a lot of thought into their little personalities. Please review and let me know.