A/N: Still no Jacob in this one, but their will be glances in the next chapter, along with hopefully an imprinting! This is more of a introduction to Baby's pack and Baby bringing something unique to the table.

Enjoy!

"To be perfectly honest, I'm not sure what to tell you Mr. Hayden. The test have shown that your daughter is perfectly healthy, but I would like to keep her here under observation for a few more days."

I woke up groggily and slowly to the sound of a an unfamiliar voice. I tried very hard to follow what that voice was saying, but I was assaulted by the strongest, harshest smells I'd ever encountered.

My head was pounding and everything was just so loud.

"I don't think that's necessary," Daddy was here, maybe he could make the pain go away, "This isn't the first time this has happened, and she's always been fine before."

Why was he lying? This had never happened before. Surely I would remember this pain if it had.

I wanted to ask him just that, but all that I could manage was a whimper.

I felt someone new grip my hand and somehow I recognized my oldest brother without even opening my eyes, almost like in the back of my mind I knew he was here all along.

"Hey sweetie," his voice was unnaturally low, so low I was sure no one else could hear what he said, "I know you're hurting, but you have to play along for a little while, at least until we get you out of here. Do you think you can do that?"

What was going on? What were we trying to hide?

Regardless, this was my family, and I would do what they asked.

Eugene squeezed my hand at my nod.

I opened my eyes and smiled weakly up to him, my head still spinning from all the smells and noise, only to be assaulted by the strange sharpness of my vision.

Everything was vibrant and bright, much more so than when I woke up this morning. I could even make out the separate pores on my brother's face.

He just gave me a sad little smile and patted my head.

"Tell you all about it later, okay?"

I nodded mutely, still stunned by what was happening to me.

I acted my part when the doctor asked me how I was feeling. I confirmed what Daddy had said about having similar incidents in the past and told him I just wanted to go home.

He had given me a doubtful look, but released me anyway.

We walked to the parking lot in silence, but when we got into the car I couldn't contain myself any longer. I needed to know what was going on, and my brother had promised answers.

I took a deep breath, trying to decide how to form my question, but Daddy beat me to it.

"Baby, I just need you to know that I never wanted this for you. Even after your brothers, I'd hoped..." he trailed off for a few seconds before starting again, "Want I mean to say is, it's just so rare for a woman. Usually only the men turn."

"Turn? What are you talkin' 'bout?" This was all so strange. Daddy had always been a rock, solid and steady and always the one to make everything right, but now he just looked defeated and, for the first time ever, old.

"You need to hear a little about our family history first, I think. Way back before your time, or mine for that matter, when the Haydens still lived in Ireland and were the O'Haydens, people believed in all sorts of things. Things that I'm afraid you're going to have to face as the truth."

He paused for a moment, seeming to gather his thoughts.

At this point I have to admit I was scared, my daddy never danced around what he wanted to say, he just said it. Whatever was going on, I wasn't so sure I wanted to know anymore and said as much.

"Sorry, Baby, but you really don't have a choice. You were so close to changing today, I can't deny it anymore. You're going to be one of the pack, and that's all there is to it."

"The what?"

He just gave me a sad smile and continued with his stories.

"The old country as your grandpa used to call it, was plagued with beings known as vampires. They were once human, but when they died they were bitten by another of their kind, becoming infected. They drank blood, were fast, strong, like the legends say. But unlike the legends, they never slept and the sun's only effect was adding a strange sparkle to their skin. Crosses, wooden stakes, holly water, all of these things were useless against them.

"There was one defense and that was us, the werewolves."

We were home by this time and it was getting dark out side. We got out of the car, but didn't go inside. Frank came off the porch to join us in the yard.

"Come on, Baby, there's something you need to see." Daddy lead us around to the back of the house and had me sit down on the old steps that led to the back door.

"Now Baby," he said as he crouched down in front of me, "this isn't going to be easy on you, but you have to remember, I'm your father and I love you. I'd never hurt you, and you know that, right?"

"Of course I do."

I don't know what I was expecting in that moment. Surely not what happened, but I never once was afraid my family you let me be harmed in anyway. I was scared of the truth, of course. Things were always scarier when you didn't know what they were, and if it was enough to keep both my brother's quiet for so long, well, it had to be pretty life-altering.

But there was no way I was expecting the violent explosion of fur and torn clothing that changed my father into the giant, graying wolf that was now before me.

I blacked out after that, a fact that my brother's frequently teased me about, but when I woke up I was in my bed in my room, and everyone was there, waiting for me to wake up. When I sat up I realized Daddy had on a new out fit, which wasn't that big of a surprise considering I'd just seen the previous one get ripped to shreds. That should have confirmed what happened was real, but I just had to ask.

"I'm guessin' that wasn't a dream, right?"

Frank was the one who answered.

"'Fraid not, kiddo. But don't worry, it's actually kind of fun."

"Shut up," Eugene was always the more serious of the two, and apparently he didn't like Franks attitude.

"That's enough; this is about your sister. Now honey, there's some things you need to know about how all this works and what it means."

He went on to explain how the moon didn't have any affect on us. Apparently this was just a silly legend that I didn't have to pay any head to. We were in complete control while in our wolf forms, though we were governed a little more by our instincts than usual. We healed rapidly from injuries, but we could still catch colds. As long as we kept transforming we would not age. He told me that for the same reason, whatever it may be. it was so rare to come upon a female werewolf, when you did meet on she didn't to have a unique gift that allowed her to better serve and fight with the pack.

Daddy knew these things because he had first transformed when he was a teenager. Vampires in the area were the only things that could awaken the dormant gene we carried, and his former pack destroyed all in the area he had grown up in. It had taken them over 40 years, but after they were through they disbanded and left for different parts of the country to start normal lives and grow old.

He had never lost the ability to transform, and when Joey, a close neighbor of ours, had transformed he knew it was time to go back. He was bigger than the rest, his once mahogany fur streaked with grey, and he was the wisest, the Alpha. Others in the community followed, including both of my brothers. Apparently, we were the largest he'd ever heard of, including me (which they were, even if I hadn't changed yet, it was only a matter of time) we were now 23 strong.

The formation of the pack could only mean one thing: a large gathering of vampires was near. The pack had been searching for it, but had yet to discover it.

It was a lot to take in, and they left me alone to think.

I got up from the bed to sat at my vanity, where I study myself in the mirror.

I looked like I always had, like my mother. I had been the only of her three children to inherit her blonde hair, so light it appeared white. I had her small nose, full mouth and high cheek bones. My eyes were large and slightly slanted like hers, the only difference being the color, which I, like my brothers before me, had gotten form Daddy. My mother's eyes had been vibrant blue, while mine were an odd hazel, more yellow than any other color. Recalling the yellow eyes of the wolf my father had become, I wondered if there wasn't a reason behind the shared feature.

Both my brothers had always been big, but I had noticed recently they had become down right huge, as had the other members of the pack my father had listed. This is something I prayed would not happen to me. I wasn't small, standing at 5'6 and roughly 118 pounds, but I liked my figure. I wasn't vain about it, but I was well proportioned and curvy. My waist was small, my breast fairly large and I'd never had a problem filling out a pair of jeans. I was soft with out being flabby, and worked hard to be that way. It would be a blow to my feminine pride to become as huge and muscular as the rest.

I had never been one for makeup, unless there was a special occasion, but staring into the mirror I had the urge to do something with my hands, so I picked out the shades I wanted and went to work. Daddy had said something about a pack meeting to night, and I supposed that was as much of an occasion as anything else.

The next few weeks passed in a whirl wind. I had transformed into a white wolf the second time I went a pack meeting. I didn't gain anything in size, and I was tiny compared to my wolf brethern, even when transformed. They all teased me about it, including Daddy.

Then, after I'd finallly gotten used to what I was and hearing voices in my head (which no one warned me about, it's not like the others could here my every thought or anything, it was a bit like talking, but still!), we found our first vampire. She was young, and wandering just outside of town, probably looking for an easy victim. Only a few of us were out that night; such a large pack of huge wolves would draw unneccasary attention. We usually split up into smaller groups to scout the areas. We knew what to do, but it being our first time things were a bit messy. We were able to destroy the vampire, but several of us were wounded.

I found out two things about myself that night.

One, I was next to useless when it came to actually fighting. My small size made me an easy target and I was no where near as strong as the others.

Two, I was poisnous. Apparently my small size was part of a greater design to lure the enemy in. The battle had ended when the vampire grabbed me, probably intending to use me as a type of hostage. I freaked and swirled around in desperation, sinking my teeth into her shoulder. In my panic I had begun producing the green poison that literly burned through her blood stream, turning her body to ash as it went.

When I hit the ground after the vampire had burned away with painful screams, there were a few moments of silence.

"Damn!" I heard Leroy's voice echo in my head, and it was quickly followed by the others there tonight.

The chatter was insane, the voices just blending together into an undistigashble gushing of noise. The noise was horrible and my ears flattened to my head in response.

"Ennough!" Eugene's voice was so loud it made my head hurt, but everyone stopped talking.

"Thank you," he said in a much quieter voice, "I don't now why everyone is so suprised. We knew it was likely Baby would have an extra defence."

"Yeah, but we didn't know it would be awesome," Leroy was such a loud mouth. Like anyone cared what he thought.

"Hey, I heard that," he said, looking in my direction.

"Sorry, Leroy," I apologized sheepishly. You had to be really careful about your thoughts. Sometimes they just popped out for all to hear on accident.

It tended to happen a lot to me especially. Don't get me wrong, I'd heard several inappropirate thoughts that slipped from the guys. A lot of them had to do with the fact that clothes were destroyed if you were wearing them during transformation, but it was still usually my embarassing thoughts that were floating around.

We were not the only ones to find a vampire that week. Daddy found an army of them. He managed to capture one and get some information from it before he had me poison it.

During a meeting that night we had a meeting at which it was decided a group of us would go to investigate and warn the vegitarian vampires that an attack was coming.

Eugene, Frank, Leroy, Bobby, and I volunteered.

The next day, we headed to Forks, Washington.

A/N: I know I was a bit rushed there at the end. I'll probably come back later and fix that, but right now I'm in another training class at work. I had time to write the chapter but not really go back over it as much as I'd like. Thank you so much for reveiwing! I love reveiws, and they always make me want to get right to work on the story.

I do always try to update pretty quickly, but I would just like to remind everyone that I do have a three day weekend every other week. I only write at work due to the demands of a two-month old and my addiction to W.O.W. Which, if anyone reading also plays, pm me and if we're in the same realm I'd love to quest with you!