I woke up screaming, breathing hard. I looked around my room. What the hell happened? I kept telling myself it was just a dream. But the image of vampire wolves wouldn't go away. It's impossible Leah. Impossible. There's no such thing as Vampire werewolves. I can't have children. I took deep breaths until my breathing slowed.

I looked at the door. I could hear snoring. Leave it to Seth to sleep through a scream. The door opened a crack, and my mom walked in.

"Leah, honey, are you alright?" She had been ecstatic, and worried as hell when I came home. She had hugged me like she used to, and it was a little moment of happiness with her that was extremely rare.

"Yeah, yeah, I just had a nightmare." She looked nervous and unsure.

"Alright, well, do you need anything?"

"No. No….." I looked at the window, and almost screamed again. I blinked, and whatever was there had disappeared.

"Leah? Leah? Leah, honey, are you sure you're alright?" I could feel my mom staring at the back of my head as I made my way to the window.

"Yeah, mom, I'm sure. I'm just going to go back to bed in a minute." She lingered at the door a moment longer, hesitant to leave.

"Mom, really, I'm okay now." I kept my eyes on the window, my breath fogging up the glass. I wiped it away hastily as I looked in vain for what I had seen before. My mom turned away, gently closing the door. I searched from my window a bit longer. As I settled down on my bed again, my phone vibrated, as it moved across my nightstand.

"Hello?"

"Leah, it's Rosalie. Come meet me at my house. NOW." She hung up without another word, so I threw my phone down and got dressed in an old tank top and a pair of ratty shorts. I walked to Seth's room, ready to wake him up.

"Seth. Seth. SETH!" He still snored, so I wrote down where I was going and left the house silently. I broke into a run, passing the treaty line, only slowing down at the porch. I knocked on the door, when a hand yanked me in.

"It's just you, me, Alice, Esme, and Bella. Everyone else left. Alice just had a fucked up vision. That sucks about as much as your most embarrassing moment multiplied by infinity. So no one else knows but the five of us." Rosalie hissed.

"Rose, calm down. NOW. What the hell are you talking about?"

"I normally can't see wolves. But I saw you. I saw you, and two kids. They…they killed you Leah." A wave of shock entered through my body.

"What did they look like?"

"I don't know. They were like silhouettes, I only know that they're a boy and a girl."

"How did they kill me?"

"I don't know…you..you were just laying on the ground, bleeding to death, as they drank some of your blood." Alice paused. "Leah, do you know anything?" She looked grave and withdrawn, like she lost her energy.

"I had a dream similar to your vision. But, they were hybrids. The kids were."

"Like Renesmee?"

"No. Half werewolf. Half vampire."

"Leah, isn't that impossible?" Alice questioned.

"I thought it was." I turned to the window. "Is there something else? Something else I should know?" The room remained silent.

"Well?" I was never one for patience.

"Leah, we think that whatever is out there after you, we think that it has an ability to hide it's scent from one gender. At least that's what we think. We don't have anything else, except, we think it's a vampire."

It's been a week. A week of nightmares, a week of 'Are you sure you're not crazy?' glances from my pack, and a week since the freaky vision-dream coincidence. Though the vision was hazy, I'm sure that it was the same. What was happening to me? I was slowly losing it. I thought of telling the pack, but I doubt they'd believe me. They can't smell anything, and as far as they're concerned, I'm being overly paranoid.

"Leah, what's wrong?"

"The sky is falling."

"Seriously Leah, tell me what's wrong, I want to help." I looked up at Jarrett as I leaned my back against the tree. I was standing now.

"You're eyes are golden like."

"I've been doing well. It's," He hesitated. "It's not the same, like there's this one thing that's missing."

"From what I've heard, it will be like that. But are you hungry?"

"Not the way you're talking about." I looked at Jarrett now. Like, really looked at him. He took a step closer, but cautiously, almost like he was approaching a deer, or rabbit.

"Leah, what's wrong?" He looked genuinely concerned, but maybe it was because I couldn't stop staring at his eyes.

"Everything. No one believes me except for Rosalie and Alice."

"Leah, not this-"

"No! You wanted to know! So I'm telling you! My life feels closed in, boxed in. I was planning to get away! Then I met you, and, and everything changed! I'm back where I started in my pathetic life! Back in La Push, back in the rain, back where I'm broke. Back where I'm alone. Back where I'm alone." I repeated the last part in a whisper, one so low that he shouldn't have heard, but thanks to sensitive ears, he heard.

"Leah, you're the most beautiful I have ever met. Any guy would be lucky to even be friends with you." He closed the little distance between us, and before I knew what was happening, his lips were on mine. My eyes closed, and I kissed back, as he pushed me against the tree. My fingers were tangled in his hair, and his arms were wrapped around my waist. As we broke apart for air, I gasped for a breath.

"Leah," He paused. "Leah, I think I love you." I didn't say anything, and got concerned.

"Look, Leah, I'm sorry. I-I shouldn't have said anything," I pressed my lips against his again, and it wasn't long before his tongue ran along my bottom lip, greedily asking for entrance. I granted it, and our tongues fought for dominance as a little kiss turned into a full makeout session. When we finally broke apart again, I smiled. I didn't need to say it. I didn't need months of dating. I didn't need wolf charm necklaces. I knew that I truly loved him, and that he truly loved me. I stared into those liquid gold eyes and spoke the truth, the one that felt sweet and good on my tongue.

"I don't need Sam. I don't Jacob. I don't need imprinting. I just need you." We kissed again. It wasn't wild and rough, but slow and sweet, as if we had all the time in the world. Which, in a way, we did.

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