Author's Note: Thank you everyone who made an effort to review the first chapter and also to those who favourite-ed and put this story on their alerts. I am pleasantly surprised at the amazingly positive response this story has gotten so far =) It means a lot to me and mostly, it inspires me to write =) Do bear with me in this chapter as it won't pick off where it left off last time. It has been a long time for Sam to pine over Hermione (319 Days, 9 hours and 17 minutes to be exact) and I would just like to give a glimpse of his life after his initial imprint. To say, it wasn't easy would be an understatement. So, cutting short my verbal (literal) rambling, I give you the second instalment of MAKE YOU FEEL MY LOVE.

Disclaimer: Don't you see how closely I resemble J.K Rowling! Of course I am her! And Stephanie is my alter ego!

Happy Reading!

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Fall is traded for the bitter chill.

Spring plants a hope but summer brings the end of spring.

'Saaaamm...' I can hear Seth's voice ring in a distant part of my mind. 'Sam come back. You are worrying us'

'SAM! Get your ass here now!' This one is Paul and even though his tone is slightly harsh, I can hear an underlying sympathy. I snort out loud. I really must be more pathetic than I thought if Paul feels any sort of sympathy towards me.

It's been three weeks. Three agonizing weeks since I have seen my imprint. It seems like she has literally vanished off this face of the earth. Disappeared into thin air, which she kind of did. If it was only me, I probably would have blamed it on my lack of sleep but it was all of us that saw my imprint vanish into nothing but the night mist.

I am in my wolf form standing outside where I stood the first time I saw her. It has almost been a ritual for me now. I come here every patrol, awaiting the return of my imprint which seems more unlikely as the time passes on. I hear a slight scuttle behind me and notice its Leah. She is in her normal clothes-denim shorts and a T shirt. She has a small wicker basket with her and I get the unmistakable whiff of blueberry muffins and freshly baked bread but the smell appears least appetizing at this time.

"Look Sam, we know what you are going through..." She starts off

'No you don't!' is what I am thinking and it's like she reads my thoughts

"Okay Sam, we don't exactly know what you are going through but you can't do this to yourself." She is trying to reason with me.

"Look your imprint, whatever the fuck she is..." I bare my teeth and growl at her at this comment. She raises her arms in mock surrender. "Dude, you admitted it yourself!" I am still snarling at her but I know I have wondered the same too.

"Look Sam, all of us are worried about you. You are not eating. You are not there for patrols. Basically, you are letting this pack down as Alpha, Sam." I whimper as I hear this, not because it is harsh but because I know it's the truth. I have been neglecting my duties as the pack leader in pure selfishness.

'Not pure selfishness, Sam' I can hear Seth's voice break into my thoughts as he tries to console me. I growl at him mentally 'Out of my head kid!'

"Think about it, Sam." Leah says before placing the basket down and walking off. "If things were meant to be, she will come back." Maybe she is right. Maybe , I just have to give it time.

I transform back into my human form and call her. "Leah!" She turns her head around in acknowledgement. I am naked but I am unashamed. Having to phase and having your clothes ripped doesn't give you much privilege to be bashful. Besides, it's nothing she hasn't seen before.

"Tell them pack meeting is at 1." I shout at her and she smirks at me.

"Nice to have you back, Alpha." She yells back before she starts her jog back into the forest.

I feel empty and there is a gnawing pain in my heart that keeps growing but I know I am letting my pack down; I am letting the people down with my obsession. Albeit, I admit it is more than that. I look at the food and sigh heavily but I have a slight idea of what I want to do.

I knock at the door before I lose any courage, I previously believed I possessed. The door is opened by a woman in her mid forties.

"Yes dear?" She speaks and even though I have seen my imprint just once, I see a few similarities with her and this woman.

"Good Morning, I am Sam Uley and this maybe a little over due but ... welcome to La Push." I babble out as I hand her the basket with muffins and bread. "It's from everyone down at the reservation." Thankfully, Leah had added a fresh pair of clothes for me in the basket.

"Oh! How sweet of you. Come in dear. Come in." She offers me a warm, motherly smile and ushers me in. "Wendell! Look what the neighbours brought in!"

I can't help but smile as I step inside. There is a familiar buzz in the air that is soothing. The gnawing in my chest seems to have relieved somewhat. The slight humming in the air of the rooms has an underlying taste of my imprint. I can't help but inhale greedily.

"Do you want anything dear? Tea? Coffee? " a mothering coddle asks me, mid inhale.

"Umm, coffee would be fine. Thank you." I answer. "I can help if you want."

"To make coffee? Psssh!" She chuckles and leaves me on my own in the living room.

I am looking at the photos on the wall. It is only them. I don't see a little girl anywhere.

"Oh! That was when we went to Paris 3 years ago." I hear her say as she nods at the picture I am presumably looking at.

"You don't have any kids then?" I ask, as that is what I really want to hear because I remember distinctly hearing my imprint saying goodbye to her parents.

"Sadly, it is only Wendell and I." She sighs softly. I am now even more confused as to who my imprint is.

I find it hard to pull myself away from the Wilkins's home because it offers me some assurance of my imprint but it is time to leave.

"Well, nice to meet you Mrs. Wilkins, call me if you have any troubles." I wave at the couple "Bye Mr. Wilkins."

As I leave the grounds of that quaint red house, the dull void is back but it seems a little less painful than it was before.

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I howl at the crescent moon in the sky. It's been three months since I've last seen her and I can't fill that empty void within me. I feel deprived of something; I feel deprived of her. I sometimes wish I hadn't seen her and I know the pack and the elders think somewhat the same. It's a dull ache that swells up in my chest and travels down the length of my body. I scratch at my snout and my body with my claw in frustration; I tear through the flesh easily with my claws. I can smell blood in the air, my blood but no worries; I heal quickly. I snort at the thought. This physical pain somewhat seems better to the vacant feeling. It is not meant to be.

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I wake up on my bed; I don't remember getting here. I look down at myself and see faint pink scars all over my body caked in mud and dried blood., slowly disappearing into nothingness; no evidence of their previous existence. Just like my imprint. The turning of the door knob startles me out of my haze. Paul comes in with a pair of jeans and throws it at me.

"Get dressed Sam." He says solemnly. Paul has been taking me home after my nightly fits. It has become a common occurrence. He doesn't say much, neither does anybody else but I know they all want to. It has been six months.

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We are ready to fight the newborns. The number of phased teenagers in the rez has increased. It's time to fight. We have a one-time-only-negotiation to work with them against this batshit crazy bloodsucker making an army of newborns. I guess, we do need the Cullen's expertise in this fight.

We enter the small clearing in the forest where the Cullens and Bella Swan are already sitting down near a camp fire. We will be discussing strategy. I am in the lead, in my wolf form.

"Welcome", The Doctor Cullen says

'This is a one time and onetime thing only' I think and the mind reader Cullen projects my thoughts out loud to his family.

Jasper Hale or Cullen or whatever he calls himself may not look like your fiercest vampire. In fact, he looks a bit constipated, in my opinion. Nevertheless, one look at the scars marring his body, you can tell he has seen war and is the fiercest one among them all. Watching him and the small, almost pixie like vampire 'fight' is quite envious. I am not envious of their grace or whatever; it's the fact that even a monster like them can find a soul mate. And that is what they appear as. Two people in love. Sometimes I wish I could just die. That a new born would kill me, inject their venom and I would be free from my desolate trudge of the earth. I hear Leah's growl fill my ear and I can see the entire pack eyeing me with worry. Woopty Fucking Doo! You can never be alone with your thoughts. Not when you are in your wolf form with your pack. We are one mind, one body, one pack and all that bull shit. Of course it's not a thought that they are not familiar with. They have heard me enough times trying to think of all the suicidal things in the absence of my imprint. My imprint, which is all I know of her. No name. No nothing. I am slowly going crazy, no scratch that! I AM crazy.

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I can see two crazed blood suckers as they jump for my jugular. I shake them off of me and proceed to tear them into chunks. Like the vampire had said 'They will be strong but also stupid.'

I jump at the next vampire in my sight and as I straddle this leech, I notice how the leech so resembles my imprint. I am in a moment of hesitation but I know it is not my imprint in manner because her stench is all wrong. But a moment of hesitation is all she need as I am flung across the field with force. I land against a boulder and I hear a bone crack somewhere. I am thrown across the field and I am almost at the edge of the cliff. I snarl at that thing as I jump to tear a part of her limp. I am successful but she crushed my shoulder blades with equal force as she shakes me off her. I continue to tear at her stomach as I attempt to tear her limb by limb despite the coursing pain I feel in my shoulder. I am almost done tearing her apart when someone jumps on top of my body and takes a bite out of me right where my crushed shoulders are located. I howl out loud at the burning pain the vampire venom has brought me. I am at the verge of passing out but I manage to drag the leech off of me and flung them towards the ravine.

'Maybe I got what I was asking for. Maybe I am going to die.' I think as the images in front of me blur. They say when you are living the last moments, your life flashes by you. For me only that only one glimpse of my imprint flashed by as I drifted into what I believed to be a permanent darkness. Only nine months in true agony, away from my imprint. Maybe heaven would be better.

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"Jacob, you can't run away from your problems." I have been trying to console the kid since he found out that Bella is marrying that Vampire Edward. "You can't just run away." I feel, I am partly consoling myself than him but I am trying. You just can't run away.

"I know but I need to get away from this place, Sam. I don't want sympathy." Truer words have never been spoken. "I can't look at her face or anyone else for that matter." Aah! That is where I wish I was in his place; not the whole 'The love of my life marrying a vampire' bit but at least having the privilege of looking at that person you loved and know who they exactly were!

"Maybe you will imprint and it will be better."I don't know what got me to say it but I say it.

"Like you", he spit out sardonically and I know the moment he has said it, he regrets it. Ouch! But part of me doesn't want him to feel guilty so I brush it off. Talk about my imprint is a delicate subject.

"Just don't imprint on a witch, then" I joke, and let out a strangled laugh. I tousle my hair and I see Jacob rubbing his neck in an awkward and apologetic manner.

"You could, you know.." Jacob's voice is broken off by Mile's loud shout. "BREAKFAST IS READY!"

"We'll talk about this later." I tell Jacob as we leave the porch enter the small cottage.

This is our regular routine, we patrol, we have breakfast prepared by Miles, my cousin(also, Leah's imprint) who is a the perfect 'housewife', talk about our patrol, life in general, go to school(if we still go to one) and divide for patrol or jobs or whatever it is that we do.

Midway of my 8th Bacon and cheese sandwich, Collin and Leah walk in. Leah doesn't stop to give Miles his customary 'Good Morning' kiss. On top of that weirdness, she has a huge contended smirk on her face. Collin, behind her, too has a giant smile on his face. She sweeps by leaving a confused Miles and envelops me in a giant hug. This surely can't be the sarcastic Leah.

"Whou are you and what have you done to Leah?" Embry, who is besides me jokes but, I can sense he is also somewhat serious.

"What did I tell you, Sam!" Leah speaks after mussing my hair "What did I tell you."

I am confused as to is everyone in the room, well except Collin who just about seems to be bursting with excitement.

"So we were patrolling by the north." Leah starts but stops to stuff a muffin in her mouth. We are too impatient to hear the news so everyone is glaring at her for taking a moment. "So, patrolling by the north and we caught this smell. Followed it up to the Wilkins..."

She takes another bite of her muffin and she knows she has us in the palm of her hands so she takes her time.

"Leah..." I growl threateningly. She just rolls her eyes and continues.

"Followed it all the way to the Wilkins's backyard, you know the one you saw that imprint of yours..." I slightly wince at the mention of my imprint who has already been mentioned twice so far. It is still a sore subject for me and usually they tread carefully about that around me. Not today though. It's not like I will snap at them or anything. Okay, maybe with the right provocation, I will. I did so before. Not one of my best moments but I have sort of stopped having my best moments more than 10 months ago. But the way she mentions it, it isn't a bad thing, I am almost desperately hopeful.

"We smelt this off smell..." she begins and my mind is already running. "I don't know but I think your imprint, she may be back." And that is the sentence I was waiting for. I am out of my seat, out of the cottage, into the street before I hear anything else. My imprint is back. I am half running through the forest to reach there. I have a euphoria bubbling within me. I have nothing in mind but the idea of seeing my imprint again...maybe see her and know her too. I am running, running as fast as my human legs will allow me.

But what a sweet smell the summer can bring.

End Notes: There you have it! What do you think? No Hermione in this chapter but...maybe in the next? ...or maybe not...*maniacal grin* Okay, I am not that evil; she will be in the next chapter...or will she? =p I am eager to hear your views & ideas & suggestions =)

Until next time.

Have a nice day=)

~ Iberis Galloway