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Chapter 76

The Saturday after we brought Jonathon home Mom and Seth came over to visit. Mom had seen Jonathon in the hospital but this would be Seth's first time. Kaase wanted to be there but was sadly called into work.

You should have seen the way Seth's eyes sparkled when he held little Jonathon in big arms. He was grinning from ear to ear when he asked, "What no fur?"

"Seth!" I laughed, knowing he was only joking.

"Have you…" Mom started, worried look on her face, "taken him into the moon light or anything?"

I nodded, "Yeah we did the other night, nothing happened."

Mom breathed a sigh of relief. "That's wonderful."

"Yeah but he has Quileute blood in him." Seth brought up, rocking his nephew in his arms. Jonathon's skin matched my brothers but his hair was light as the sun like his father's. "He'll be a wolf someday."

"We can only hope for the best." I sighed. I couldn't imagine Jonathon going through what I went through.

We were quiet for a moment; Seth rocked a sleeping Jonathon slowly back and forth in his arms. Mom started fidgeting then said, "Ok, it's my turn."

Seth's jaw dropped, "But I just got him!" He complained quietly.

"But I want to hold him!" Mom's face dropped to a childish pout and I couldn't help but laugh.

"You can hold him later." Seth turned away from Mom's outstretched arms.

"Do you guys want something to drink?" I laughed, getting up slowly off the couch.

"Leah," Mom started to scold. "I can get the drinks, you rest."

"I've been resting since I got home, I need to move around a bit." I laughed, moving for the kitchen.

I walked around the kitchen, getting glasses and pouring water. I took two of the glasses in my hands and brought them back to the living room. Mom and Seth were both sitting down and it appeared that mom had won the argument for she held Jonathon in her arms. Seth was slouched on the couch with a frown on his face.

"You're terrible, mom." I sighed, setting the glasses down on the coffee table.

"Thanks, Lee," Seth grabbed his glass.

"Why am I terrible for wanting to hold my grandson?" Mom defended.

"You don't take turns." I rebuked, moving back towards the kitchen.

"Has he been a good baby?" Mom asked, dancing around our argument. "Does he sleep through the night?"

"Mostly," I replied back, from the kitchen. "The first couple nights he didn't much but I'm used to staying up at night."

"Does Kaase help you?"

"Of course he does." I grabbed my glass and turned back to the living room. "But he works all day so I usually take the nights, he takes over when he gets home from work."

"Well that's…"

I didn't hear the rest of what she said. My head went cloudy and my vision blurred. I stopped where I was, trying to steady myself. I felt an unexpected pain in my legs and my chest. My breathing got faster and I felt my glass slip from my hands but I didn't hear it hit the floor. I heard voices but I couldn't tell who they were or what they were saying. My check felt cold and I realized I was on the floor. There was a fluttering sound, and I heard Kaase's voice, I couldn't tell what he was saying though. My mind went black and I lost consciousness.