Hey, hey, hey! If you'd have read the Authors note of The Light that shines twice as bright, then you'll know I got inspiration for this story from a documentary that I watched, last night actually.

I love to write stories, and hopefully you guys love reading my stories. I love to hear feedback, constructive criticism is all to welcome as well. Everyone has their opinion.

I'd like to dedicate this story to the children and teens in an army/military (for all you American's) family, being in a family like this was one of the hardest times in my life. And I hope I do the problems raised in this story justice. I was only a little girl when all this happened, but I still have family members serving time in Afghan, so I know the feelings you all go through. If you don't know what it feels like and your not in a forces based family, then please just enjoy my tale.

I'm not basing this on people that know or anything. All fiction, that's all.

If I get bits wrong then forgive me, my father is no longer in the forces so I haven't had to move around as much.

This story still has the wolves in. They are older. Way older. Like all my other stories this is a Paul story. My paul in this story is in his late twenties early thirties, I haven't decided. To make things easier for everyone here is the ages:

Paul, Sam, Jared, Leah: 29-30

Jake, Quil, Embry: 26

Brady, Collin: 22

To make this easy, Quil never imprinted on Claire and Jake never imprinted on Renesmee; Clean slate.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own these characters, just the ones you don't recognise.

She felt alone, scared and she didn't know what to do with herself. Her father had come home yet again with the phrase she'd heard many times before.

She didn't like to move, not ever. But she was a quiet girl, the youngest child out of two; her older brother, not at home anymore; he used to be her security blanket. But then he left. She considers herself an only child when he's not there.

She never considered herself someone that would never settle in one place at one time. Going to school, wasn't any better. She was ignored, pushed and then ignored some more. She didn't have any friends, although she'd been there for a year, but sometimes she thinks that moving is always the better option. A fresh start and a new beginning. Maybe this time will be better?