Hey everybody I know I should REALLY be finishing off the final chapter to my other story. but this thought came into my head and I just had to write it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.

Leah Pov

"Leah please."

"No I'm NOT going!"

For days my mother and I have been fighting. She wants me to go and 'talk' to a psychiatrist. But I am Leah Clearwater and no one can make me go!

"Leah you have been through so much. It's not fair to deal with it by yourself."

Damn she was going to guilt trip me into it, suddenly I had a plan. All mum wanted me to do was go and talk to them. Fine I would talk but I didn't have to tell the truth. It's not like the psychiatrist would be able to tell. Um I can turn into a giant dog. I lie all the time.

"Ok mum I will go and talk to this psychiatrist, just tell me the time and I'll go." Mum looked so relieved as I turned to go back to my room, I had to fight a smile that was threatening to give me away.

As I went to my room and lay down I was thinking about a certain wolf no not Sam, I am completely over him now. I guess being in love with another wolf helps. But it's not like anyone knew about my feelings towards this guy. But I would tell him as soon as I get home from my meeting tomorrow. And with that promise I fell into a deep peaceful sleep.

Until I heard a knock on my door, "come in" I called out. My door swung open to reveal Sam. Well this is strange...

Sue Pov

I hated walking down these hallways every week. But today was different today I was going to go all the way and actually enter the room with her. Today was also different because for the first time I wasn't alone and the heavy footsteps and the warm hand on my shoulder was what convinced me to keep going despite how nervous I was.

As I went through the metal detector, the drug scanner and then had my bag searched for weapons I nearly turned around and ran back to my car. But I couldn't because I had an important person waiting for me and these tests were the only way. I finally approached the heavy metal door. I noticed it had more than two heavy duty locks, no window but there was a small slot, which must be used to both check on the patient and to deliver small things to the patient. A guard and a nurse walked up to the two of us.

"Im very sorry but only one visitor at a time." The nurse said. I looked u[p at my companion and he nodded we both knew I has to go first. As I stepped up to the door I gulped in as much air as I could trying to calm down. Finally all the doors were undone and the door swung open to reveal the padded room. As I took a step forward my heel sunk into the floor. Then I heard the door bang shut behind me.

The room was small no bigger than a garden shed, in the corner closest to me was a small toilet, the walls, floor and roof were covered in white padding three quarters of the way up there was a strip of blue plaster with the words . Seattle Mental Hospital. There were also four cameras mounted in each corner of the ceiling. Finally my eyes rested on the figure huddled in the corner.

My daughter.

Only she wasn't my daughter. The Leah I knew was a fighter but this girl infront of me looked defeated. Her eyes were sunken in and her hair was shorter then when she first phased.

Then I noticed she was smiling I hadn't seen her smile since before Sam, but the smile wasn't the same as before. It no longer lit up the room. It no longer made me feel happy. No this smile broke my already shattered heart. Because this smile was bitter and mocking.

I couldn't think of what to say but it didn't matter because Leah cut me off. her voice was horse from not being used and it had a sarcastic edge to it she said, "Wow mum it's been 6 months 12 days 2 hours and 39 minutes since I've been locked up here. Aren't you glad I spoke to the psychiatrist?" I couldn't answer so I turned and ran back out to the hallway. I immediately collapsed on the ground. I hated myself but I deserved it.

After I suggested that Leah should talk to a psychiatrist. We had fought for days the she suddenly turned around and agreed? I knew my daughter and I knew she would be up to something. So I called Sam and asked for his help. I could never control my daughter but I could control Sam. So I asked him to alpha command her to go to the psychiatrist and to tell the truth. I decided to let her go alone since I knew she would go and actually talk.

25 minutes after her meeting was to begin I got THE call. At first when I heard it was the psychiatrist I assumed Leah had somehow gotten out of the command and not shown up.

Instead the voice on the other end, "I'm sorry Mrs. Clearwater but your daughter is suffering for severe dilutions as well as shaking fits and a multitude of other problems and so I cannot allow her to leave as I believe she is a hazard to herself and the general public. You will need to come down to the hospital and sign a few forms giving us permission to house her here at the hospital until she recovers."

It took several moments for this to absorb this, "sorry Dr but what are you saying?'

"Mrs. Clearwater I'm saying Leah will need to stay here at the hospital for treatment until she recovers."

The rest of the day was a blur I drove down to the hospital and signed the forms. The forms that said the hospital is allowed to take away my daughter away.

I snapped out of my memory and started sobbing loudly. I was a horrible mother I should have never made Sam command her to do anything. I heard familiar footsteps walking up the hall. My eyes snapped up to meet his. I half smiled and went to speak but no words would come out, he nodded regardless and walked into Leah's room.

I put my back against the wall. Apart from today in the whole six months I've only ever tried to contact Leah once before. It was by letter I wrote it saying that I love her and was sorry and a few other things the psychiatrist suggested I write.

I waited days for her reply and when it came I was so excited I called all the pack around to read it with me. When I opened the envelope I was a bit a bit disappointed that it was only one piece of paper. But that was ok I just wanted to see what she had to say to everyone. So with shaking hands I unfolded the letter only to find 11 words written in big letters all the wolves read them and started to cry and howl softly. Form that day that letter will forever be burned into my mind. It read.

Pack and Sue, harry would hate you and so do I!