Sam and Emily were currently sitting in Sam's living room, discussing the changes that had been happening the past few months. In fact, they hadn't seen Leah since the night after the rehearsal dinner. Leah had something to tell Sam but had, instead, told him to stay away; throwing the ring at his feet. It was something out of a movie, or a novel, but that's beside the point.

Both Sam and Emily had been through a lot of changes since then. They actually hadn't had sex, instead simply being near one another. It just didn't feel right, other than that first kiss (which, in all fairness, was unexpected for either of them).

The good news was that, since they had been living together, although in separate bedrooms, there hadn't been any incidents. Sam still loved Leah though, even with the imprint, and his wolf recognized that. It also helped that Emily loved Leah too, albeit in a different manor. Nevertheless, they were both feeling depressed and saddened by the lack of their friend and, in Sam's case, former lover.

Both Harry and Old Quil had insisted that Leah needed time, in order to think things out. Emily disagreed strongly. Sam, wanting to help both Emily and Leah, had argued with the elders. Eventually, the elders had forbidden any of the pack to speak to Leah. The Alpha in Sam was pissed at this move, it wanted justice for someone interfering in the happiness of its pack and his imprint.

This order especially effected Seth, who now couldn't even go home, and when he did had to avoid Leah and Sue. Sue, Leah's mother, was barely speaking to Harry, and when she was she mainly remained silent. No, the Clearwater household had seen better days.

Mostly, Leah would come out for a shower or food, but otherwise she remained in her room. No music, no television, just darkness. Seth was scared and worried about his older sister, but didn't pick up on the hints that Emily did. When Sam explained what was going on with Leah, Emily instantly wondered if Leah might be pregnant.

You see, Leah was eating a lot more than usual. She was also touching her stomach at random times. Her mother, Sue, had noticed but had kept silent. This was unusual because Sue was usually so outgoing. Seth had even wondered if their parents would be getting a divorce, although not uncommon it was frowned upon at times, especially for an elder. Not that they wanted Seth and Leah's parents to get a divorce, but Harry was adamant that his daughter would not be splitting up an imprint.

That was the thing though, Leah didn't know about the imprint. Hell, as far as they knew, Leah just thought the legends about wolves were just that; legends. Sam and Emily certainly never believed them, and Sam was a full blooded Quileute.

In any case, they had to do something. Of this, Emily was certain.

"Sam," she finally said.

He looked over, "Yes dear," he sighed, still not sure on his feelings.

She smiled, "We need to go see Leah, now," she said as she stressed the last word.

Sam nodded, "Of course."

A half hour later, they were standing in front of the Clearwater residence. Sam knocked on the door, and there was no answer. He looked over to Emily, who shrugged, so he went first and tried the door handle. Being a small town, they didn't always lock their doors.

The sight before him scared him to death; Leah, his Leah, was holding a gun to her temple. BANG! The noise was so loud that he could barely pay attention, other than the fact that her body suddenly burst into a gigantic wolf; only slightly smaller than his own.

Leah? He thought looking at the wolf on the couch, which was freaking out, and looking around wildly. What was even more surprising was the yelp from slightly behind him, making him startle while seeing a wolf, the same size as Leah's wolf, staring back at him.

It, Emily, whimpered at the one on the couch, Leah, and went over sniffing at her; as if to make sure she was fine.

Emily's POV

When Sam opened the door, I saw a sight that surprised me. Leah was holding a handgun to her temple, ready to pull the trigger. Before either Sam or I could react, Leah had already pulled the trigger.

The sight and sounds were so surprising and scary, that I immediately jumped and felt like something was pulling at my skin. I wasn't angry at Leah; no, I was angry at myself, at Sam, at the Elders. I was angry at me, for breaking Sam and Leah up; Sam, for allowing the imprint to do this; and finally, the Elders for allowing, and especially supporting, this. Maybe not the suicide, but for the huge misunderstanding the imprint has caused!

Had Leah been aware of this, it would have been much easier! God, don't let my sister die!

Emily? I heard a voice say in my head.

Leah, is that you? I walked over to the wolf, whimpering the whole time. Forgive me! I begged.

Leah, in wolf form, blinked her eyes, Emily, what's happening?

I sighed, an odd sound from a wolf, but continued anyway, "Leah, you know the legends. They're true. Sam imprinted on me; remember the whole love on first sight shit?"

Leah nodded, "Yes, I remember you and I used to wish for that to happen to us," she sighed, "I," tears filled her eyes, "I can't come in between that."

Pictures and memories filled my eyes; Old Quil talking to her, her father, Old Quil returning, her pregnancy, and then Old Quil coming back later; the gun! Damn that old man! Damn him to hell!

Listen to me, Leah! I shouted; You are not going to commit suicide! You're going to live; do you hear me, live!

She shook her head; I can't live without my family, Emily!

I sighed, of course it felt that way, with Harry and Old Quil both telling her to leave Sam and herself alone.

Listen, Leah, I know you're pregnant.

She wined, scared of what I would say.

I slowly approached her, on all fours, and sniffed slightly. I sighed, she was afraid. I smiled a wolfish grin, heh, and rubbed by nose against her forehead.

Sweetie, you're my best friend. I love you, okay? We both love Sam, and if it means having to share him, I want you in my life. I'm not saying we need to discuss and plan out everything now; but, just know, you are loved and you are wanted; okay?

She nodded her head and sighed, Okay, she agreed; feeling a little more at ease now, although she was tired.

I nodded, Sleep, I said, Sleep and we will watch over you.

She nodded her head, closing her eyes, as I laid my head over hers. Hers rested on her paws.