Broken Moon

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AN: So, here is my next chapter of Broken Moon. Yes, she's sad because she can't have a baby... but, you know, I don't know what to do regarding that... there are many ways to be happy. Do you really need a child to feel complete? I don't know, I am just asking... I am just a seventeen year old girl... curious to know what's in your mind!

Love Me

I ran fast, unable to decide where I wanted my feet to take me. I had no destination. I was going wherever destiny wanted to take me. I just wanted to get out of Forks, La Push and anything that reminded me of my inability to conceive and create life with the man that I loved. It was slowly getting dark. I leaned against a dead tree trunk and cried. I hadn't cried like this in a long time. I was sad for being a complete genetic dead-end. I had a feeling that this was how Leah felt all those years. I felt sorry for her... because I now understood why she suffered so much.

"Moon?" I heard a familiar voice called from the trees.

"Max?" I asked when I saw my second cousin Paul Maximus coming out of the dense foliage. "What? What are you doing here? I thought that you and Leah were still at the hospital?"

Paul laughed and walked closer to where I was. He narrowed his eyes and for a second he looked even more like his twin brother Romeo Black, when his eyebrows knitted together. "Why are you crying, Moon? Did Embry hurt you?" he said angry.

I shook my head and sighed. "No!" I said, wiping my tears with the back of my hand. "I just got some bad news and I needed some space to think and meditate about life."

"Wow, that must've been some real bad news?" he said casually.

I nodded. "Yeah," I muttered, looking down at the wet floor. "It's life altering."

"Do you wanna talk about it?" he said softly, taking a few steps closer to me.

"No, not really." I said, forcing a smile. "Tell me about Leah!"

His frown disappeared and he began to smile happily. "Leah," he paused and walked closer to where I stood and sat next to my feet. He motioned me to sit and I obliged. "Leah is happy! I've never seen my Leah smile so much."

"Did she have the baby?" I asked, feeling jealous that Leah could create a life and I couldn't. I wanted to feel that joy of giving birth to a child that was Embry's. A child that was ours, a rendition of our love; a little miracle to call mine! Why couldn't I?

"We did." he said proudly. "We had a precious baby girl." he said, his mouth cocked into a side smile. "Suzanne Sarah Youngblood."

"Wow," I said excited. "Are they in the house?"

"Yeah, we got here about two hours ago, and Leah asked me to go get you, so you could meet your goddaughter."

"You want me to be the godmother?" I asked happily, forgetting about my sadness.

"Yeah, you and Leah get along so great... it's only obvious that you become our daughter's godmother. I know that you'll love her. Suzy is beautiful." he said contently, as his eyes glistened with happiness.

"I'll be honored."

"Come on," he said, as he got up from the floor. "Since I saw you halfway, I don't have to go all the way to Forks. We are like ten to fifteen minutes from the house."

"Sure," I said, hiding my sadness. "I want to meet your baby girl."

"So," he began, after five minutes of walking in silence. "How is everyone? I have been with Leah at the hospital that I didn't have time to come and visit La Push."

"I noticed." I said, smiling. "Things are sort of good, my little sister and brother turned in to werewolves and imprinted on the Ateara siblings."

"I know that." Max laughed. "Quil told my father. What about you? I heard that you are finally getting married with Embry."

"I am..." I trailed off and continued to look ahead. "We decided to get married in a month, but I don't think... I don't think that there is plenty of time to plan a wedding in one month."

"Are you sure that's the reason?" he asked quizzically.

"Why would I lie? I love Embry Call very much and he is the love of my life... Why wouldn't I want to have him for a husband?" I hissed annoyed.

"Chill, Moon!" he said, stopping and turning to face me. "I didn't mean it that way! I was just saying that there is no need to plan a huge wedding! Leah and I got married and it was the best decision that I've ever made! Marriage only takes two hearts that love each other and are willing to share their love, happiness and adoration with one another and join their souls in to an eternal union."

"Do you love Leah that much?" I asked confused. "It seems to me that you imprinted on her, but that's impossible... you..." I stopped, when I felt his hand on my shoulder.

"You can read minds when a person touches you, right?" Max asked, raising an eyebrow as he stared at me. I nodded and closed my eyes. "Hear my thoughts and see my past... you will know the truth, cousin." he said softly.

I could see Leah sitting around Rachel's and Paul's living room after learning that the twins, Romeo Black and Paul Maximus had phased for the first time. She was also worried for my father, since he was attacked by a vampire, after trying to defend my mother. I could see Max standing behind the door of his room, staring lovingly at Leah for the first time as a werewolf. He'd imprinted! He found his soul mate easily, in the woman that had seen him grown into a teenager. His world suddenly stopped spinning and she became the centrifical force that kept him grounded to the earth. Leah Clearwater became his purpose in life.

"You shouldn't even look at her!" Romeo whispered, as he opened the door wider. "She won't ever accept you. She is too bitter and she's always hated Dad... In fact, she is not even worth it! All you'll get is a broken heart."

"Why?" Paul asked sadly, as his eyes continued to stare at Leah. "Why do you say that?"

"Because," Romeo stopped, staring at his identical brother with sorrow. "She would never accept you. She doesn't believe in love and I don't want to see you hurt!"

Time past and Paul Maximus hid his love, admiration and devotion from Leah. He acted like a friend to her, never confessing his love for her. Different images of Leah continued to surface his thoughts. I saw images of Leah crying for Embry, after he left her. Or after she got back to La Push, after searching for Embry. I saw images of her crying after her confidant, her mother, my grandmother, died. He was the one that console her. He stayed outside her house, hearing her sobbing in pain, when she thought that no one would be able to hear her cries. Countless nights he slept close to her bedroom window, dreaming of the day when he would be able to hold her in his arms. Little did Leah know was, that Paul Maximus had been there for her to pick up the pieces, but then Leah left La Push again, without calling him... She just left, breaking his heart in the process and stealing his soul from his body, because where she went, his soul would forever follow. It wasn't until seventeen years later, that Leah finally understood why Max never gave up on her. She finally understood that he'd imprinted on her the day a vampire almost attacked her, while they were patrolling around La Push.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Leah yelled in his head, when she saw his dark fur flank her. "I can handle this myself. I have been fighting vampires before you were even potty trained!" she hissed furiously.

Paul Maximus ignored her and continued to run fast. "Shut up, Leah!" he fumed, tired of her not understanding his devotion for her; of his need to protect her. "We all need someone's help once in our lives!"

"I don't need anyone!" she retorted, as she jumped on the vampire and bit hard into his back. The loud, grotesque screams made me shudder. "Everyone always leaves. You can only depend on yourself." Leah said sadly, as her dagger-like teeth sunk in to the marble flesh of the vampire.

Max began to show her images of his parents staring lovingly at each other. Then he showed her images of him, admiring her from afar. "Think like that and you'll always be alone."

"I have been alone, Max! In case you haven't noticed, I have been along for a long time!" she yelled in his head.

"Have you really?" he sneered.

"What the hell is that supposed to me?" she asked angrily, as she continued to dismember the vampire. Max jumped on the vampire, biting hard on its other pale arm, ripping it off of his socket.

"You have never been alone, Leah. You just run from everyone. You are the coward that runs, hiding from everyone. There are people that love you, Leah! I fucking love you! I adore you and I have always been there for you, but you fucking blow me off!"

"Who the hell are you to tell me that?" Leah yelled, spitting the leg that she had in her mouth.

"You would've know if you took the time to know me, Leah!" he growled, as he sank his teeth deep on the vampire's neck and avoided every hit the vampire swung at him.

"What is that suppose to mean?" Leah snarled, as she stood beside him and watched as he completed his mission to kill the vampire. When the vampire was in pieces. Max ran behind the trees and phased. He walked to where she stood and lit a match and threw it on the pile of legs, arms and pieces of a broken torso. Leah continued to growl at him, showing her incisors, but Max ignored her.

"Forget it, Leah!"

"No, I want to know what the fuck you want me to know!" Leah shouted, when she phased in front of him.

"Forget it!" Max yelled furiously. Trying to veer his head the other way, to avoid staring at her perfect physique. "Just forget it! I won't repeat it ever again!"

That night, after their patrol, Leah finally understood what he meant. She didn't like the fact that she was someone's imprint. She'd hated that term for such a long time... but now it was different. She wasn't the one that was suffering. Max was the one that had to carry the burden of loving her for more than fifteen years. It was late that night, when Leah knocked on the twin's home.

"What are you doing here, Leah?" Paul Maximus asked, as he rubbed the sleep off his eyes. "It's been a rough day and I need to sleep."

Leah just stared at him, as she moved closer to where he stood. "If you are here to argue, Lee, just go. I don't want to argue. I don't have the strength!"

Leah continued to get closer, until her hands cupped his face and she kissed him, with such passion that I had to move away from Max not to see what happened afterwards.

"Wow," I whispered, as Max removed his hand from my shoulder. "I-wow, how can you survive for such a long time, loving a person that didn't love you back? I'm glad that she understood that you were meant to be hers..."

"I guess that you fake it at first, and then it becomes second nature." he shrugged and continued walking. "I became what she wanted me to be... a friend. That's what we are here for..."

"But, now you are her husband." I said, nodding.

"Yeah, finally." he said happily.

"I'm glad," I whispered, as I followed after him. We walked for a few more minutes, passing a shallow pond and then coming across crossroad. We took the right side of the dirt road; it led to Leah's house. I desperately wanted to take the left road, since it led Embry's home.

When I got to my Aunt Leah's house, I could hear the soft scent of baby powder and I heard Leah singing the lullaby that my Papito used to sing to my brothers and sisters and me, when we were younger. When we walked in to the living room, Leah was sitting on the recliner chair, staring lovingly at the pink bundle that she held in her arms.

"Oh, look Suzy, your godmother is here," Leah said softly, as she raised the baby for me to see. "Hi, Mallory Moon! How are you?" Leah smiled. Max walked to where she sat and leaned down to give her a kiss on the lips and a kiss on the forehead for the baby.

"She is beautiful!" I exclaimed, when I saw little Suzy. Her eyes were blue, like my mother Ali. It was also the same color of eyes that my maternal great grandmother had. "I think your daughter is beautiful."

"Do you want to hold her?" Leah asked me, as she fixed the blanket that covered her baby. "She won't bite! At least, not yet."

"Um, sure." I said nervously.

Leah handed the baby to Max and he placed the bundle in my arms. I cuddled the baby firmly against my chest and I felt the tears fall down my face.

"Moon, why are you crying?" Leah asked worriedly.

"I'm just so happy for you!" I lied, as I pressed the baby tighter against my chest. "You are finally happy, Leah."

"Oh, thanks." she mumbled, as she stared quizzical at me and then at Paul Maximus.

I sat on the couch and held on to my goddaughter, as she slept. The hours continued to roll by and I fell asleep, as I held on to Suzy. I dreamed of a beautiful sunny afternoon by the beach. I was sitting on the sand; Embry was by my side as we watched the horizon. Everything felt so real; the smell of his cologne, mixed with his natural essence and the smell of the ocean breeze as it caressed our skins. It was amazing how vivid the dream was. I was smiling, as I watched four little children running around us, laughing, giggling and filling the deserted beach with life. They were our children, running happily as they played in a gorgeous afternoon day.

"Moon,"

I opened my eyes and looked at Embry's pretty gray eyes. "Em," I whispered sleepily, as I cradled Suzy closer to me. "What are you doing here?"

"Leah called me." he said worriedly.

"Why would she call you?" I asked, as I yawned loudly, waking up the baby. I watched as Embry stared at Leah's daughter and ran his finger over her tiny hand.

"She is pretty." he laughed, as he tilted his head to face the baby. "She is going to bring those two a lot of happiness."

"She already does." I said, as I studied his face. "Do you still want children?"

"No," he said, shaking his head. "I want you, Moon."

"I am serious, Embry." I hissed softly. "Do you still want children?"

"I don't think that this is the place where we should discuss this matter, Moon." he said curtly and stood up. "Come," he ordered, taking the baby from my hands and walking to the kitchen. I followed after him and watched as he handed the baby to Paul Maximus. "We are leaving, Max. Thanks for taking care of Moon. We'll be back soon to bring the baby gifts and to hand out our wedding invitation."

Paul nodded and waved goodbye to us, as he walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. Embry took my hand and together we exited Leah's house and silently walked to his house.

"Moon," Embry stopped, and turned to face me. "I love you! I love you with such-ugh! You have no idea how much I love you! I am crazy for you. I need you! I don't know what I have to say or do for you to believe me! I am desperate for you. Life has no meaning if you aren't in it. So what if we can't have children! We still have each other, baby girl. You have me; I got you and no matter how you feel, just know that I want your happiness. If you want a baby, sweetie we can adopt. Just give me the OK, and I personally go to the adoption agency and get you a baby. Angel, anything to make you happy."

"How did you know?"

"Alice told me." he whispered. "I asked her why she was acting so strange."

"I see," I whispered, as I sat on the front steps of his house. "And you still want me?"

"More than before," he said, kneeling in front of me.

"You still want to share the rest of your life with me," I stopped and sighed. "Even when you know that I am a genetic dead-end. Even knowing that I will never make your mother's wish come true?!"

"I want to be with you! I don't care about other people, Mallory. I want to be with you. But please, don't call yourself a genetic dead-end."

"I am exactly that, Em." I shouted, crying loudly. He held me in his arms and rubbed soothing circles on my back. "I am a failure. How could I not be able to have children?"

"Mallory," he paused and kissed my lips.

"Nessie had my mother!" I cried dejectedly.

"Baby, don't talk like that!" he said sadly.

"It's true, Em. I am a fucked up failure!" I whispered. "I can't even consider myself a woman." I said.

"Mall," Embry said angrily. "Stop putting yourself down! You aren't a failure. You are a lovely woman. Damn it, baby! You are perfect." he said, grabbing a handful of my hair and kissing me hard on the lips. I protested, but eventually wrapped my arms around his neck and savored his mouth, exploring every corner of his lips. I touched his chest, memorizing every dent and valley with my hands. "I love you. Be mine, please, marry me!"

I nodded, unable to separate my body from his. He gently scooped me in his arms and pressed me closer to his chest, as he continued to kiss me. He carried me inside his house, passed his living room and up the staircase, until we reached his bedroom door. I knew this room. I slept on his king size bed the first night that I came to La Push. We'd never been intimate, but tonight, I needed him to shower me with kisses and pamper me with his love. I wanted him to make me his and for him to make love to me, until my pain was forgotten. I desperately wanted to feel loved and adored. I knew he loved me. He'd shown me every day with big and small details. I wanted to feel his body pressing on top of mine, as we danced to the rhythm of lovers. I wanted him in the most intimate aspect. I wanted to be his, not just in heart and soul, but also body.

"If we go in there, Mallory, I won't be able to hold back." he whispered against my ear.

"I don't mind, Embry, make me yours." I cried against his neck. "Love me, please."