Note: Takes place after Eclipse. Calah is pronounced like Kayla.

"Mom I… I can't." I protested quietly.

"Calah, I love you honey, but I can't leave you here. You'll get used to it; this is what I really think God wants me… us to do." My mom explained for the thousandth time.

I stared out the kitchen window.

My mom didn't know why I had to stay. I had my pack to take care of. My "Beta" Caleb was taking over as Alpha for me. I knew I couldn't tell my mom that I phased into a wolf when I was supposedly out with my friends. I couldn't tell her that I protected out small southern town from a coven of vampires.

I was glad, though, that a couple of families were going with us. There were the Hitchen's, who had two daughters named Veronica and Noa that were wolves, then there were the Field's, and the Johnson's, who had a son named Cole that was a wolf. At the same time that I was happy, was scared for the pack. They were going to lose four wolves, leaving them only eight. They would be outnumbered by the vampires, who had ten in their coven.

"Why don't you go ahead and get that carry-on you were going to take on the plane?" My mom said when the silence got too much for her to bear.

"Sure." I muttered.

We were going to fly all the way from our little town in Alabama to La Push, Washington to start a church with the Johnson's.

I walked into my room and grabbed my purse. I heard a horn honk from outside.

"Calah!" My mom called.

"I'm coming." I called back.

I said good-bye to my empty room and headed down the stairs. When I got to the bottom of the stairs I finally realized how empty my home looked. I walked slowly towards the door. It was hard to say good-bye to my new life, but I realized I could start fresh. I felt like crying, but I sucked it up and walked out the door.

I walked over to the car and slid in next to Veronica. She gave me a weak smile, and I returned it with the same effort. I glanced over at her sister Noa and saw tearstains on her cheeks.

"So, are we all ready to go?" Mr. Hitchens, or Michael, as I called him, asked.

I nodded because I didn't feel like saying anything.

"Yes, thank you." My mother said giving him a kiss on the cheek.

I looked over at Veronica. She rolled her eyes. I knew that the only reason Michael had come was because my mother and him were… dating. I hated using that word when I was referring to my mom. My parents had divorced when I as five and I hadn't seen my father since. When Veronica was ten and Noa was seven, their mother died. When our parents met they as my mom likes to say, clicked, instantly. I was surprised that after three years, they weren't married. I did have a feeling that Michael would propose soon though, I think it was just a matter of taking it easy with Veronica and Noa. We were all good friends, and wouldn't mind being step-sisters, but Veronica and Noa didn't like the thought of their mother being replaced.

Michael pulled out of our driveway and we drove to the airport, thirty minutes away.

We rushed through security, to barely make our plane. I sat next to Veronica while Noa sat by Cole Johnson and my mother sat by Michael.

"So…" Veronica said.

"So…"

"Do you think there will be any vampires in La Push?" She asked.

"Possibly, maybe they're in need of some local hero's!" I said jokingly.

"Haha, yeah maybe." Veronica laughed.

I talked to Veronica for the rest of the flight, and the time that I wasn't talking I was asleep.

When we got to Seattle there were a group of people waiting for us. They held small poster boards that had each of our last names on them. The Johnson's, the Hitchens', the Fields', and finally, us, the Summers.

"Hi! I'm Robert Mitchell with the National Missionaries Program. We're here to help you settle in." Robert said introducing himself.

"It's nice to meet you." Mr. Fields said, shaking everyone's hand.

"Well, if you're ready we'll take you to your houses." Robert said.

We followed the group out to a church van they had parked outside. We got in the back. I stared out the window until we reached a small neighborhood. We turned down the first street and turned onto another street. It had about seven townhouses lining one side and on the other it looked like they were constructing more.

"These four houses will be yours. We didn't assign them specifically, so that you could choose whatever house accommodated you best. We have meeting of the Washington missionaries every Monday, if any of you want to come." Robert said. He said some more things to Mr. Johnson and then the little group left us.

"Does anyone care which house they get?" Mr. Johnson asked after a while.

No one spoke.

"Okay then, here." He passed out a key to each one of the families. On the keychain was a house number. I glanced at ours as he gave one to my mom. 127.

"We're in 125." Veronica said coming up to me.

"We're in 127. I guess that's means you live next door. It's sort of weird though, that since they haven't built the house on the other side of the street, the house numbers on this street are all odds." I said.

"Yeah." She said quietly. I could tell that she wanted to get away from the group.

"After we eat dinner, why don't we go out to the woods and phase. That seems to always clear our heads." I offered quietly so that no one else could hear us.

"Thanks. Do you want to invite Noa and Cole too?" She asked.

"Sure, why not?"

"Alright, let's go get settled in. Robert told me that they put all the stuff we shipped up here in 129." Mr. Johnson said, interrupting our conversation.

We all trooped over the Fields' house to get our belongings. I couldn't wait until I could get away.

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