Chapter 34 - Bella

A/N: Hey guys! I know that it's been a couple of weeks. Sorry about that. I've been trying to wrap up some of my other stories but I just can't get this one out of my head. Anyway here's the next chapter. It's kinda short but I hope you guys like it.

After the ceremony, Jared and I had gone home. For the longest time that night, we just cuddled on the couch. When we were both tired enough, we headed up to bed.

The next morning, I woke to find Jared loading everything up in the back of the truck for our trip to the cabin. Old Quil had told me that now that the ceremony had been complete that my symptoms would start to go away but it would be like that had started…gradual.

While Jared was loading up the truck, I headed to shower and get dressed. After getting dressed, I headed down to the kitchen to make Jared and I a quick breakfast. When he finished loading the truck he came in and sat at the table right as I sat his plate down. "Thanks." He said. I joined him at the table with my own breakfast. "How do you feel this morning?" He asked me.

I nodded. "Better. I mean, I still feel tired, but I can definitely feel a difference." I told him.

"That's good. Old Quil said it might take some time for your symptoms to completely go away." Jared said.

"Yeah. I just worry about Leah." I said.

He looked at me confused. "Why?" He asked.

"Jare, I know you know what happened. She was in love with Sam. Did you know that they talked about marriage?" I asked and he shook his head. "Well, they did. Then he phases, and is gone for three weeks. When he comes back, he goes to see Leah when lo and behold, Emily answers the door…BAM! Instant imprint. It's been hard on Leah. I just want her to find some semblance of happiness. Maybe her own imprint. I think that it's the only way she's gonna be able to completely move on from Sam." I told him, while we ate.

"Everything will work out." Jared said.

"I hope so." I told him.

After we finished with breakfast, we locked up the house and headed out to the truck. Jared opened the passenger side door me. I climbed in and Jared closed it, before making his way to the driver's side. Jared started the truck and pulled out of the driveway, heading to the north side of the reservation. After about ten minutes, Jared spoke. "Can I ask you something?" He said.

I turned to look at him. "You can ask me anything. What's on your mind?" I said.

"Last night, during the ceremony, when you went to Emily… you said that you vowed to give her a chance at motherhood. What did you mean by that?" Jared asked me.

I turned to look out the window. "When I was in the in-between, Ephraim told me that none of the imprints would be able to get pregnant until we did. When I made a comment about not being ready, he said that it would happen when the spirits felt I was ready. I knew that Sam and Emily had been trying to get pregnant and hadn't succeed. I felt that it was the only thing that I could offer her." I said.

I turned to look at Jared again, to see his reaction. "Is that something you want?" He asked me.

"Kids?" I asked confused. He nodded, never taking his eyes off the road. "I don't know. I guess I haven't ever really thought about it." He nodded, the acceptance of my answer. "But…what I do know, is that it's inevitable. One of the reasons we have imprinting is so that the wolf gene can be passed on." I told him.

"That's what you meant at Sam's. When you said that if the ceremony wasn't completed that the pack would end with us." Jared said.

I nodded. "Yeah. I may not think of myself as the mother type, but then again I had Renee as a mother. I never got to have a childhood. I had to be the adult." I said.

Jared reached over and put his hand on my thigh. "We may not be talking about having kids in the immediate future…but one thing I do know is that when we do have kids…we won't be anything like our parents." Jared said.

I looked over and smiled at him. "Except for maybe Charlie. He's seems to be the only normal parent we have." I said.

"That's fair." Jared said, smiling.

"How much further?" I asked.

"Not too much." He said.

"Good." I said.