Emily is twisting the hem of her t-shirt. A habit she's never really been able to get rid of. It means she's nervous or anxious or those two words just might mean the same shit. Who gives a rat's ass? I just wanna know why she's here when her man and my vamp are about to throw down like cage fighters.

She's about to open her mouth when Sam roars...or growls...or clucks like a chicken. All I know is he's shaking and Emily's smart enough to take some steps away from him. That's right chica, don't want to get the other side of your face torn up.

Sam's pointing at me. I turn to look at Emmett who has this pleased as punch because he's got the bigger cock smile on his face. Then it dawns on me as I feel the evidence of our coupling running out my pussy onto the crotch of his boxers. Is it sick that I am getting all types of warm fuzzies at Sam's reaction? Plus, remembering how I got all juiced up makes me start to cream a bit more. Emmett just smiles when the smell of our love gets to him.

Jake rolls his eyes, "Really? You had to do the deed before the rumble?"

I nod my head. "Hell yeah. If they go through with this ridiculous, stupid, brainless fight, then I should be allowed to get me some in case his leech penis gets damaged and is of no use to me. I mean, really."

Sam is livid, "It will be the last time. I swear on everything holy, sacrilegious and what the fuck ever, it will be the last time you let him mar your flesh."

Emily whimpers, finally catching all our attention once more. I admit to feeling a little bad for her but I guess, it's better in the long run she knows exactly what type of Grade A douche her fiancé is. Emily looks at Sam, lips trembling. Come on, girl, find your inner nut sac and let them bitches fall.

Sam is immediately by her side, trying to soothe her. I take advantage of the opportunity to saddle up to Emmett. Sam notices and the shaking starts again. He growls out, "Stay away from him!"

Emmett retaliates with a firm, "Fuck you."

Emily gasps and backhands...holy shit, Sam. Her eyes are wide and gone is the fearful shell of an imprint. Standing before us is a pissed off woman who knows she's been played. Well, not so much played, but more along the lines of knowing she isn't the only one with a key, twat, whatever, to her man's heart.

"You..." Her voice falters for the briefest of moments. Wait for it. "I...you're a liar. You told me that he's been damn near raping her and she's all compelled or hypnotized and it's all a crock of shit! She loves him. I can see it. Jake and the others can see it. You can see it and that's why we're here! Not to save Leah but to tear them apart because no matter what, she's still in your heart!"

He cradles her face in his hands and I want to hurl. He presses his forehead against hers, whispering softly but we can all hear. "We have to save her. She's already been hurt so much. She does..."

Emily takes a step back, tears running down her face. I watch the pattern of them as they run along the jagged pieces of her scars. For some reason, in this moment, they make her beautiful.

She shakes her head. "No. No." Her voice is soft but firm. She looks at Sam, then at me before continuing. "You still love her. I'm like some consolation prize that you got stuck with. This imprinting shit is garbage. I'm supposed to be your soul mate? Bullshit when it's her name that escapes your lips at night when you're sleeping. When you sigh her name when inside me."

Sam shakes his head, eyes widening. "Emily, sweetie, I have never..."

She cuts him off, "But you have. God, you have and I've just buried it so far down inside me because I'm your imprint. I'm your forever. What the hell good is that when I'm not who you want. God, please, Sam just be honest. I'm not who you want, am I?"

I swear, even the birds have stopped singing. Sam's head drops down to his chest as Emily explodes into tears. He looks up and quietly mumbles, "No. You're not."

She wipes her eyes and nods before walking away. She stops by me and we just look at one another. My hand is engulfed into Emmett's paw before I can say a thing. She opens her mouth and promptly closes it.

Emmett speaks instead, "Tell her. You need to say the words just as much as she needs to hear them."

I look at him but then my attention goes back to Emily who has started to speak, "I was jealous. So jealous of you. Your looks. Your family. Sam. Then he broke you and it was all for me. Plain Jane me and even though I was sad about hurting you, I was more happy that I got him. I do love him. Maybe at first I didn't because it was..."

I glare at her, "Because it was more about me. Fuck him. Fuck me. Fuck our relationship and feelings as long as you were happy, right?"

Emily's eyes go glassy once more. Her hand flies up to her mouth, "God, it sounds so horrible when you put it like that."

I explode, dropping Emmett's hand in the process, "Of course it is! it's bad, horrible, evil, selfish and every other adjective you can think of!" I take a calming breath as Sam starts to stalk a bit closer. Sure, he doesn't love her but his wolf wants what it wants. "I can't...I don't know what it is you want or expect from me, but I can't. Not now. Not ever. You're not my family. Not anymore."

She runs off and, fuck me, my pack stands by me and doesn't go after her. Jake crosses his arms in front of him, clearly thinking things over. Finally, he speaks. "Sam? I release you from the imprint. Your choice is your own."

Sam gapes at him and we feel...we feel something shift in the air. Sam loses all the tension is his body and when he looks at me, he's not Alpha or wolf Sam. He's my Sam. There's hope in his eyes but it's too late. I step closer to Emmett and this time, it's me grabbing his hand. Well, it all goes to shit right after.

Sam starts to vibrate. The guys are tripping out that Jake just broke an imprint. Quil's raising his hand, going me next, me next. Emmett growls and yanks me behind him. Sam takes a running jump and phases midair. I fall on my ass as Emmett jumps up to grab Sam's midsection and slam him onto the earth.

Trees shake. Bird screech and they both jump up for more. I crab-crawl backwards to get back on my feet. Seth helps me up as I bring my fist to my mouth to bite back the string of curses that want to escape. It's like Monday Night Raw on steroids. Punches thrown here. Bites there. Sam manages to get a grip on Emmett's leg and damn near rips a chunk off. Eww, gross. Emmett just laughs as the skin knits itself in front of us. He steps back and whips off his t-shirt. Oh, my yumminess.

Emmett moves from side to side as Sam circles him, with his jaws snapping. Finally, Emmett has enough and grabs a hold of Sam's tail to clothesline him. Sam's head snaps back and then forward as he stumbles to the ground, phasing back to human form. The rest of the pack boos while Emmett's vampire clan nods approvingly. Emmett winks at me as he makes his way over.

My eyes widen as Sam manages to get up and charges at Emmett with something in his hand. Where the hell did that come from? Never mind that. I run and phase as I jump over Emmett who starts to turn around to fend off Sam. I land on Sam and push him back with my paws. He glares at me and tries to step around me but I just open my jaws wider and snap them closed a bit close to his manly bits. He jumps back as Paul starts to crack up.

He chortles, "And we all knew Leah was a ball-buster, but dammmnnn!"

I phase back, not giving a shit that I am naked as the day I was born. Hands on hips, glaring at Sam. "Stand down. Enough is fucking enough. I choose him. Now. Tomorrow and every day after. I'm sorry we got stuck in that fucked up situation with imprinting but I'm his." Tears blur my vision. I wipe them away furiously. "I'm his."

Emmett comes up next to me and hands me the shirt he took off earlier. I slide it over my body. The crowd is starting to disperse until there's no one left but myself, Em, Jake, Sam and Carlisle.

Carlisle looks at Jake, "How did you...?"

Jake shrugs, "Damned if I know. I just knew that I could. I'm going to talk to the council about tomorrow but we should have the choice. Of who we're with and who we love. I'm going to release Quil next because that's just fucking sick man." He looks at Sam. "You good because I will not hesitate to Alpha order you to stay away from Leah. It's done."

Sam nods. There are some more goodbyes said and then there are three. Sam looks at me and Em, hand in hand. "I am sorry. Sorry I wasn't strong enough in the beginning. Sorry that I broke your heart along with mine and now Emily's." He pauses to gather his thoughts. "I'm...I'm going to stop phasing and get out of La Push for a while. I need..."

I finish for him, "You need a break and to heal."

He nods and soon it is Emmett and I in the clearing, alone. He starts to rub my body, his hands trailing under the shirt. I push his hands away. "What are you doing?"

He just licks his lips, his erection breaking through the confines of his pants, "I'm gonna fuck that ass now. Duh.

Oh lord, does he ever.