Only Sage is mine!

And thanks Gressa for always sharing your opinion. You make me feel all warm and squishy!

Gone where They Can't Follow

Seth picked up Sage who was still wrapped in her towel before running with her into the woods. He dried her off as best he could, fully aware of how close he was to her. He pulled out her clothes from her tote and she threw on her shorts, shirt, and sandals. He took the towel and threw it on her head, rubbing her head to dry her hair. He slowly lowered it, pulling her hair behind her ear with his free hand. He cradled her face for a moment, then lowered his face to hers. At first his kiss was soft, taking in her scent and touch. Sage's hand ran up his arm, feeling every muscle. Seth's kiss became more urgent, more passionate, open his lips to caress hers more. He ended it too soon and pulled away, breathing heavily, touching his forehead to hers.

"I'm sorry," he started. "I kind of got carried away." She smiled and touched his face.

"I don't mind if you do." Seth looked at her seriously, intensely, feeling her body pressed up against his, feeling her heart beat against his chest. He wanted her badly. He wanted nothing more than to press up against a tree and and feel her warm skin against his. But it had only been a few days since she warmed up to him. He had to calm down and take things slow. He released her, keeping one arm wrapped around her waist and they took a leisurely stroll through the forest.

"So what are you making?" Sage asked as Seth pulled fish out of the refrigerator.

"Charlie and Billy went fishing not too long ago, so I'm just going to fry up whatever they caught," he said proudly. "My dad's recipe. Charlie's favorite."

"I think I'm a lucky girl," Sage said, looking at him.

"What makes you say that?"

"You make people happy. Whenever I hear people talk about you, you're always making someone happy. You've been really good to Jacob, Renesmee and their whole family. You took care of your family when you needed to. You've been really good about Charlie being here, which I'm sure makes Ms. Bella really happy. You endured whatever pain I've caused you and without me deserving it, you made me happy too. Yeah, I think I'm very lucky." Seth smiled at her words, dipping the fish into the batter and placing them in the frying pan. He stepped away from the fish to let them cook and walked over to Sage to give her a kiss.

"I'm glad I make you happy."

"You're not sleeping out here," Sage said when everyone had turned in. Seth gave her a confused look. "The point of me being here was not to put anyone out. You sleeping on the floor qualifies. It's not happening."

"So where do you propose that I sleep?"

"On the bed."

"And you?"

"I'll sleep on the couch."

"You're not that small. And that's a very uncomfortable couch."

"I don't mind the floor."

"Yeah, that's not gonna happen either." Sage looked at him, determined yet defeated.

"Look," Seth said with some finality. "We're both adults. Adults with incredible bodies who like to sleep in their underwear..."

"If you're trying to convince me, you're failing," Sage pointed out.

"We're fine. We have self control." She just grinned.

"I'm sleeping in pajamas tonight."

Brrriiiiing! Sage's hand flew onto the table and opened the phone without holding it to her ear.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!" Click. She dropped the phone and rolled over to face Seth. Once awoken, she wouldn't fall asleep. A fact she regretted telling Emmett about. She lightly stroked Seth's peaceful face, listening to his soft snores. Without warning, his arm flung around her and he pulled her to him, still completely unconscious. She didn't want to wake him by struggling, so she just lay on top of him, finding his sounds slowly but surely lulling her back to sleep.

She awoke to the feel of someone stroking her hair.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," Seth said.

"Did you sleep okay?" she asked.

"Eventually. It took me awhile to get to sleep." Sage clued in.

"Might I have anything to do with that?"

"A little bit," he confessed with a chuckle. "I can't believe you're here. In my house, in my bed. It's very surreal." She gave him a kiss on the cheek that he leaned into so that when she tried to pull away, his lips brushed against hers. She kissed him hard, licking his lips. His arms wrapped her body so that his hands pressed her back. Sage leaned up on one arm and ran her fingers down his bare chest. Seth grabbed hold of her neck and slowly rolled over to the side so that he was partially on top of her. His lips travelled down the side of her face past her neck and to her collarbone. She arched her back at his touch, her hips begging for more. His big hands found her hip bone and grabbed it rubbing his thumb into her. His lips found her hers again and kissed long and passionately. When he pulled away, he was heavily breathing hot air on Sage's face.

"I love you," Sage said looking in his eyes. She had no idea what came over her, or if she just got caught up in the moment, but the words came out so easily. She dropped her gaze, embarrassed of her outburst in the heat of the moment.

"I love you, Sage," he said back. He gave her a much softer kiss than before cuddling her on top of him and falling back asleep.

Seth, Sage, Leah, and Avery decided to pop into Sam and Emily's for breakfast just as they packed their two daughters onto a school bus. Sage brought some fruit. Jared and Kim were already there. Everyone was scattered around the kitchen and living room, eating all of the available food. Sage went to the kitchen to cut up some of the fruit.

"You need any help with that?" Sage looked up to see the girl whose name she only knew.

"Sure, thanks, Kim." Kim grabbed a knife and starting coring and cutting up the apples.

"How long have you and Jared been together?" Sage asked, trying to make conversation.

"We dated for 4 years, and been married for 6."

"What's it like? Being married to a wolf?" Kim smiled.

"I wouldn't trade anything for this life," she started. "But sometimes it's hard." Sage noticed for the first time the shallow but visible lines that proved her worries over her husband. "He doesn't get older and he's always in danger. In some ways, our job is harder, the imprinted. It's hard to be left behind." A tear rolled down her cheek.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry," Sage said.

"No, no. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be a burden. It's just something that's been on my mind, but I haven't been able to talk to anyone about it. I'm not as brave as Emily." She started for an orange after arranging the apples on a place. Sage touched her hand. "I'm glad it'll be different for you," Kim said to her. The women looked at each other, hopeful that the other's life would turn out better. At that moment, a sharp howl broke the chatter.

"It's Quil," Sam said. It was apparently Quil's turn to run the patrols. The men hugged and kissed their women and filed out. Seth walked over to Sage and grabbed an apple off the plate.

"We'll be back soon," he said, giving her a kiss on the forehead, then headed out the door. Sage looked over at Kim and Emily's brave faces, understanding the work behind their smiles.

I wanted to give some insight on what it must be to an normal imprintee. I thought, despite how happy they were, that there was a sad quality about it.. Anyways.. I know this chapter is kinda fluffy but I wanted to give Seth and Sage some time together to just enjoy their honeymoon stage. Is it ok? Should I just move on? Review!