Tomorrow would mark the six year anniversary since Leah disappeared.

Seth was a moody mess and I guess so was I. Last night I prayed for a miracle that somehow Leah would come back to life. Or at least come home.

My dream was still fresh in my mind.

Who was that little girl? She reminded me so much of Leah from her hazel almost green eyes to her broad and white smile. She was devastatingly beautiful even if she was so young. If I ever saw her outside my dreams, I wouldn't know what to do with myself.

The warm water rushed over my toes and buried them in the sand. I watched the tide rise and fall, doodling in the sand aimlessly as I did.

What did the dream mean anyway? The child had grabbed my hand, guiding me somewhere. The light was almost blinding. Not out of anger or fury, I had shifted into my wolf form. I felt freer and wilder, without any boundaries when I was dreaming. I hadn't shifted in a while cus it just seemed to take so much out of me. I used up all my energy on missing Leah when I knew she wasn't coming back. She was gone forever and as much as I hated to admit it, I'd never see her again.

And it was all such a waste.

If it weren't for this useless wolf curse, she could've been ovulating and fertile. I could've planted my seed in her and just make the prettiest babies that La Push has ever seen. Maybe some as gorgeous as the child I saw in my dream. I know I didn't like kids but I'd obviously make an exception for my own.

I groaned.

Did I even want kids? I knew I wanted Leah to be here to mother them and I wanted little versions of me running around. I wanted them to grow and learn with me as their father. So they could look up to me how I did my dad.

The thought of being with another women wasn't even an option for me. No other girl could ever compare to Leah. Leah was funny, spunky, cute, sarcastic, headstrong and fearless. In everything she did, she did it without any worry or hesitation or thought about the consequences. She was so wild and carefree. The last memory I had was making sweet love to her before she disappeared a few weeks later. If I had known that was the last time we'd ever make love, I'd have made the moments last.

What I would give to just have her again.

"Jake!" The friendly voice called behind me and I twirled to face Seth who was waving and had a smile on his face I hadnt seen in a while.

"Why'r you so happy?" I smiled along with him and he gestered me towards him.

"Come on, there's someone here to see you," he yelled and ran back to the coast.

He seemed excited for something. What the hell could be so cheerful and happy at a time like this?

I climbed over the hill of sand and that's where it started into the forest. Seth leaned on a tree and was smirking ridiculously.

"What?" I asked him seeing as though he was the only person standing there. He looked to his right, saw the empty space and groaned. He reached behind a skinny tree and tugged on something.

"Would you come on!" he growled.

"No, you can't make me," whatever it was fussed back.

"He's right here!" Seth insisted and pulled the figure out from behind the tree.

Time stopped.

My heart dropped into my stomach.

My eyes were fixed on both of their faces, refusing to turn away out of fear of if I did, they'd disappear.

She was just as beautiful as she was six years ago.

And the child that was holding her hand...she looked like the child from my dreams! Hell, she was the child! Same hazelish green eyes and thick, black hair. It was easy to see the two were related because this child had the same physical characteristics as Leah.

Leah.

My sweet and beautiful dead Leah was standing here before me, totally alive and looking at me, scared.

Her eyes were watery and I could tell she was keeping in tears. I bet my eyes were watering as well. When I thought about the lonely nights, suicidal thoughts and agonizing seconds I had faced when she was gone, I wanted to scream.

The tiny girl beside her eyed me as if I were the enemy. She looked scared and confused. Who was this man? she was probably thinking. I could tell by the look on her face she feared me. I didn't wanna scare her. She looked too precious. Too innocent. Who was she?

"I'm just gonna...go," Seth said and headed for the beach.

I wasn't even paying any attention to him.

Finally, she spoke.

"Ja-Jacob," she started, her voice shaking. "I want you to meet someone." She looked down at child. "Tell him your name."

The girl's full lips didn't part to speak. She just stared at me, frightened.

Leah crouched down to her level. She began to whisper to her, rubbing her shoulders. The tiny girl's eyes didn't leave my face, out of fear of me doing something to her. She was cautious of something.

Leah was reassuring her of something and the child simply nodded. Our eyes met for a split second and she tried to back away but Leah didn't allow it. She came back up to face me and the little one clung to Leah's leg. Her voice was tiny when she started to talk.

"M-my name is Alejandra," she began and looked up to Leah. She gave her a secret nod.

"But my mommy calls me Baby Doll," she finished and waited for me to say something. I glanced at Leah who motioned me to say something to her.

An involuntary and simple grin crossed my face. I couldnt help being taken back by the child-I mean Alejandra's- presence.

"That's cute," I complimented her on her nickname. Her long lashes and rosy cheeks were identical to Leah's.

When I said that, her face brightened. I looked back to Leah for a second but she was too distracted by Alejandra's actions.

"Who-wh-who's your mommy?" I asked her as if it weren't already obvious.

Alejandra hugged Leah's leg and her eyes lit up. "This is my mommy!" She said it proudly.

Leah's eyes met mine in that moment and my heart broke. No shit this was her daughter. She had left and gotten married. Now she was here to show off her perfect child in my face, just to torture me. My eyes watered but I refused to let her see me cry. There was no way in hell I was gonna let her see me at my weakest and make her believe she had control over me.

Her eyes were saying the apologies she couldn't make her voice say.

"Baby Doll, why don't you go play in the water with Uncle Seth?" Leah voice cracked. Her eyes didn't leave my face.

"But I don't have my bathing suit on."

"Roll up your jeans then."

Alejandra or "Baby Doll" shrugged and ran towards the ocean where Seth was lounging.

When she was out of earshot, I turned to Leah whose cheeks were burning beet red. I didn't know which of us was going to speak first so I did.

"You disappear for six years, leading everyone to believe you're dead. You come back, unexpected, and you bring a child. Your child," I had concluded.

"I'm sorry," she said this ruefully as a single tear rolled down her cheek and fell to the forest floor.

"Did you come back just to show off?"

Her face twisted in confusion. "What? No, Jacob. She's-"

"Or maybe to rub it in my face that you left me for someone better? I bet you've gotta nice little boy toy back wherever you came from!" I growled viciously at her and she took a step back. My body began to shake lightly and my knuckles were turning white from clenching my fists. I fought the uncontrollable vibrations. I didn't wanna phase this close to her.

"If you'll let me speak-" she was growing nervous when she saw my form shake.

"I'll bet he's rich! He's rich, isn't he? I bet he's got you wrapped around his little finger! Where's your ring, huh Leah? Where's your little wedding ring? I don't-"

"Baby Doll is your daughter!" she screeched this at me and I immediately shut my mouth.

Leah ran a hand through her hair and sighed, her eyes closed and tightening to keep in the tears. My brain shut down when I needed it the most.

Alejandra, the child I just met, was my daughter? Someone as ugly and spiteful as me made the angel that was frolicking around on the beach? Impossible.

"What did you just say?" I asked to make sure I heard her right.

She sniffled. "Baby Doll is your daughter. I'm sorry I just came back and dropped this bomb, it's just that she's been wanting to meet you and I was afraid of coming back. I'm not married and I'm one hundred percent sure she's your child. If you wanna take a paternity test, that's fine. I just could wait any longer for-"

I cut her off by crashing my lips onto hers and tasting what hadn't been tasted in years. My tongue caressed hers and I held her face close to mine, rejecting the space between us. My imagination ran wild as our kiss got more intense and needy.

No way in hell was I going to let her slip away this time. She was here in my arms, kissing me and bringing back all the memories we had. So much wasted time needed to be made up, creating more memories. This time with the three of us. I didn't need nor want a paternity test to tell me that girl was my daughter. I didn't care if she wasn't. Leah was her mother and that was as good reason as any to claim her as part of my family. It only made perfect sense that she was mine anyway. We had some similar features such as the piggish nose that sits proudly on both of our tan faces.

Even if she werent my child, I'd still take her as my own. I deserved them both.

As she settled comfortably into our kiss, I finally knew she felt safe and secure enough to be home again.

"Why'd you leave? You could've told me you were pregnant."

She shrugged. "I was scared shitless of what you'd do. Fear took over and I just left."

"You didn't even tell Seth? Or your mother?"

She shook her head and doodled along side me in the sand. Her eyes were glued to our daughter who was at play with her equally childish uncle.

"I'm sorry you had to go through the child birth thing alone," I apologized and she blew it off.

"It's my own fault," she told me and rested her head on my shoulder. "I thought that if I had Baby Doll, you'd hate me and want nothing to do with me. We were so young and-"

"I could never hate you. Even if you did go off and married some rich guy, I couldn't even think about hating you."

"But I put you through hell."

"True but you came back. Nothing else matters."

We shared another romantic kiss and I ran my fingers through her silky, dark hair.

"Why do you call her Baby Doll?" I asked. She blushed a little and watched the other two jump waves.

"Cus she looks like one. Innocent, cute, easily lovable."

I nodded my head in agreement. "Yeah, I guess so."

She hesitated for a second. "I didn't wanna come back at first cus I was afraid you had moved on. I assumed you had a wife and kid of your own."

I scoffed at the idea. "Yeah right. I couldn't even look at another girl let alone marry." And that's why you imprinted, huh dumbass?

She pouted. "I really am sorry, Jacob."

I stopped her. "Nothing to be sorry about anymore. We're a family now."

She liked the sound of that. "Really?"

I nodded and totally meant it. "Where'r you gonna stay tonight?"

She hunched her shoulders. "I was gonna stay at my mom's but I still gotta tell her everything. I'm afraid to face her and-"

"You guys can stay at my place!" The idea just popped in my head and it made perfect sense. Why would my girlfriend and daughter stay at their mom's place when I had a house of my own? Now they were back in La Push, it would only make all the sense in the world for them to move in with me!

That is if they were comfortable enough to stay with me after such a long time. I just met Baby Doll and she was scared of me. I doubt she'd wanna get within two hundred yards of me.

Leah glared curiously at me. "You sure?"

I blushed. "Yeah, I mean until you wanna go back to your mother's."

She kissed me again and I took in her sweet, honey like scent. "I wanna go back to your place."

"Now?"

She arched her brow and nodded a little. "Yeah."

"Why?"

She sighed impatiently and wrapped her hand around my arm. "There still some things we need to talk about."

"Why can't we talk right here?"

She groaned and let go of my arm. "Never mind."

It wasnt until a few minutes later that it clicked. "Ohh," I cooed and began to kiss on her ear. She giggled at that and pushed me off.

"Take me back to your place," she chimed in my ear as she nibbled on the lobe.

"It's our place now," I promised her.

After asking Seth to watch Baby Doll for the rest of the evening, Leah and I did retreat back to my house.

We were devouring each other in our own kisses, savoring the taste and scents of each other. I attacked her body with my aggressive arms, eager and desperate to just dominate her.

We greedily discarded one another's clothes, the material teasing us.

"Take off your clothes," I whispered desperately as my hands ravished her tight body. She moaned in need, throwing her head back when I planted sweet kisses along her neck and collarbone. Her taste was honey sweet and left a fresh flavor running over my tongue.

Leah let her body go to nothing as I laid her down onto my bed. Her pants dragged off her ankles and I removed them and threw them to the side.

Her muscled and toned long legs spread wide open, releasing her strong arousal into my room and up my nose. I took it in deep and my pants got tighter as she squirmed under me. She cried for me when my fingers began inspecting around her soaked and begging center. She hadn't been touched in years and I was gonna make sure I gave her six years worth of a good fucking.

"Jacob," she sighed when I pulled down her underwear, almost angry as I did. She gasped as the cold air rushed over her bottom half. "Ohh, Jacob..." I hadn't even done anything yet and she was begging.

My index slid itself slowly inside of her and she whined. "Ohh..."

Her hips went up and down against my finger, soaking my finger with her juices. I entered another and her intense glossy gaze watered in pleasure.

Her tightness enveloped my fingers and she exploded on me, causing us both to moan. I gave her my two fingers to taste herself and she growled at the sensation.

Her bra was falling off her body as well and her perfect breast spilled out. I played the nipples around with my tongue, sending her back into an arch.

"Ja-Jacob..." she shivered as my tongue caressed over her chest. I lowered myself to her hips, making sure to kiss every bit of flesh. I nipped around her pussy before my tongue flicked over the surface, gulping down the juice she ejected into my mouth.

As I dug my head deeper between her legs, my erection only got harder, making my pants fuck tight. Her cries for more made it worse. I held her thigh with my hands and let her liquids pass over my taste buds as if I were drinking from a fountain.

"Dammit," I growled and saved some of the juice for my painfully hard cock. She sat herself up on her shoulders, her hair now a mess.

"Do me like you used to," she pleaded through grit teeth. I undid my cut offs and let them drop to the floor, finally naked with the cold breeze chilling my ass.

She grinned sheepishly at my shaft's exposure and her legs had a mind of their own as they opened. I grinned sheepishly then laid over top of her in the missionary position.

She winced then squealed as I entered. I didn't do any movements as I let her adjust to my size after so long.

"Leah...I'm, you're so-" I groaned at how tightly we fit.

She sighed and bit down on my shoulder. "Jacob, you're really big," she whined and I almost heard regret in her voice.

Was she afraid? Afraid of staying? I held her tighter to my body, making her feel comfortable as our bodies connected and reconnected.

She squeezed me tautly, clenching me as I dug myself deeper into her lower half. "Jacob, I-I love you so fucking much," her chest pumped against mine as her hips met my own in an animalistic pace. I howled for her.

Her nails dug into my back as I beat down harder. She opened her mouth to moan but all that came out was gasps. A fierce and assertive side came out of me when I made love to Leah. After so long, the celibacy was getting to me and I rammed her. Her cries got even louder and turned to squeals as my hips collided into hers.

"Jacob, you're gonna make me cum," she said in between cries for more.

I worked harder, desperate to release my semen into her tight core. She needed to feel me as much as I needed to feel her. My grip on her hips clenched down to keep her from moving.

My grit teeth shook when I growled in pleasure. Her eyes shut and she balled up the messy sheets. The friction of my hung dick and her tiny hole was getting even tighter as the build up increased. She'd cum soon and I catch every drop.

Her mouth circled and she opened her eyes again to look at me.

I met her intense stare and it encouraged me.

"Oh my God, Jacob," she moaned and her tits bounced freely on her chest.

My last few poundings were the best cus they released my seed inside of her. She spread her legs wider to let the orgasm's tingling feel run its course through her lower half. I stroked her stomach and breasts with my huge hands, and she held them close to her. Her breathing was uneven.

I let out a high pitched moan of my own, giving a few last rams as my body gave out, slack.

"I never stopped loving you," she croaked out, whimpering in shock.

I swallowed and a few drips of my sweat dropped onto her. "I never believed you were dead."

"I'm never leaving again. I promise."

I settled but I didn't wanna pull out of her. She was here to stay and we'd be connected for as long as possible.