A/N: I am soooooo sorry it took me forever to get this chapter up. Literary, I've written it 4 different times before I came up with this version. Hopefully it will be half decent. That's where you lovely people come in – please feel free to leave a comment. Flames are more than welcome. Also, I changed some stuff in the prologue. Instead of her growing up in New Jersey, she grew up in England. It just makes it easier for me to write and saves me from changing the way she speaks to make her sound American. Also, I changed the time this took place – it takes place during New Moon, just after Harry Clearwater dies.

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xMidnight

Chapter One: We're off to see the Wizard. Eh, not really. Part One.

I put my phone in the messenger bag on my front seat and started the engine of my Chevy Camero. La Push was over two days away, and I was determined as hell to enjoy my time on the road.

iPod plugged in and charged? Check.

Bag full of snacks, energy drinks and water? Check.

Over night bag? Check.

Shar and Fell in the back seat? Not check. Shit! Where the hell were they? They couldn't have gotten far, could they? I mean really, was it that hard to lose a brown eagle owl with bright orange eyes and a blue-eyed snow leopard? Obvious answer: Yes, yes it was.

Shar and Fell were my familiars. And yes, before you ask, sorcerers and sorceresses have familiars. So for any witches out there: Up Yours! We got them first!

"Shar! Fell! Come, guys, time to go!" I yelled out into the empty street which it tends to be at 4:30 in the morning. "C'mon guys I'm serious!"

Out of no where there was this almighty crack from behind me.

"Hang on, I know that sound..." I said as I leaned into the car. Sure enough, sat on the front were Shar and Fell.

"Oh, ha ha, very funny guys. Now can we go? Or do you guys need to scare me some more?"

Anna, you know us. We're free spirits. We need our freedom now and then. Shar said through our connection, sounding all knowledgeable. Well, he was an owl for Merlin's sake.

Plus, it's always funny to scare you. You think you'd be used to it by now. Fell said, putting on his stupid feline grin. Seriously, he looked like the freaking Cheshire Cat from Alice In Wonderland!

There was connection between me, Shar and Fell. When a sorcerer or sorceress gets their familiar, they instantly get a connection with them. It's the familiars' way of showing their masters, in a way that they belong to them. They were like the best friend I never had when you were growing up; they knew you, and your deepest fears and secrets, but they would never judge you. My problem is that I have two familiars, which according to all the mystical books I've read, hasn't happened in over three thousand years. Well, since Merlin was named as the first true sorcerer. I guess that makes me special or something. I don't know but what I do know is that out of the three other sorcerers I've met, I'm the one with the most power, and one of the guys was old enough to be my great grandfather.

Whatever, Fell. If we don't get on that highway now, we're gonna get stuck in morning traffic and it's going to take twice as long to leave Newark. Do you think you can stay in the car for the whole journey, unless we stop?I said through our link

Of course. Shar said. No problemo, Morg. Fell said doing a mock salute.

You know for some reason I don't believe you, Fell, but whatever.

I got in my car and started the engine and it roared to life. So much for leaving quietly, huh? I turned my iPod on and pressed play and Paramore's Ignorance was blasting through the speakers. I drove out of the little cul-de-sac and headed for the I-90 to Pennsylvania. Unfortunately, I hit morning traffic, and from that point, on I knew this was gonna be a long trip.

~10 hours later~

'Misguided hot minded I'm missing the train

And I don't know where I've been

And I don't know what I'm meant to

And I don't know what I've done to me

And that's how watched you disappear into the ground…'

"Merlin, I am beyond bored! Whose stupid idea was it to drive all the way to freaking La Push?"

That would be you, Anna. You insisted on driving because you didn't want your car to come in the storage van.

"I know but..."

And we know you don't do well on airplanes. You're claustrophobic remember? Fell said as he curled up on my lap.

Fell, as much as I love you, if you bring my claustrophobia into this, I will order you to stay in the cute kitty form for a month!

Oh, I hate you. You know that right?

"Yeah, whatever."

We continued to make our way down the I-90 towards Minnesota. Minnesota was my night stop. It would only take me a couple more hours. That's when I was going to ring Sam saying I was finishing packing my things and would be on the plane the day after tomorrow. Oh, an! I am so evil! If my dad were alive, he would have be telling me that I 'shouldn't be lying to family', but then he'd be telling me that he would do the exact same thing.

Soon we were in Minnesota, and I pulled over into a local motel. It had definitely seen better days; I mean, the sign didn't spell 'motel' it spelt 'moel'. It made me giggle. I pulled into a parking space and got out.

I managed to get a single room for the night, as I pulled up outside, Fell and Shar dove straight out the door as I opened it.

"Jeez, guys, I never knew you'd be so excited over a motel room before."

Anna, if you had been stuck in a teeny tiny bird form for over sixteen hours, you'd want to be out of the car, too. He said as he shifted back into his original form.

Yeah, Anna, we need to stretch. Fell replied as he followed Shar's example.

"Well, I'm sorry. I told you guys that you could just meet me in La Push, but you guys insisted on joining me. So all of this is your fault."

Yeah, yeah, whatever, Morgianna.

When we got into the actual room, I could tell that I may have made a bad decision with this place. I'll sum it up for you: the paint on the walls was peeling off; there was water damage in the two far corners of the room; the bathroom was grimy and totally gross. When I looked at the bed, I knew I didn't want to sleep on it.

I had to ring Sam; so I could continue this lie of sorts. All I had to do was let him know that I was finished packing, my things were on their way and that I was flying (cue cringe) the next morning. I grabbed my messenger bag and fished for my phone. The screen flashed to tell me that I had three new messages. I checked and found that I had one from Emily, hoping that I had everything sorted. I didn't reply because I'd talk to her when I rang in a minute. The second was from Josie asking if I got to Minnesota alright. I sent her a quick reply saying that I did and that I'd text her in the morning before I left. The third was from Leah and it read: 'MOOOORRRRRGGGGG! U need 2 hurry up! I need a grl 2 tlk to other than these barbies. plz hurry! :(' I had to laugh. It was so much like Leah to be over dramatic about the girls in La Push.

I dialled Sam's number and waited for him to answer. I knew this was going to be a very interesting conversation.

"Hello?"

"Oh, hi, Anna. Hang on; I'll put you on speaker phone." Icould hear Sam pressing buttons. "Okay, Anna. Say hi to the gang."

"Hi, guys."

A chorus of 'hey's, 'hi's, and 'sup, Anna's greeted me. Leah, of course, felt the need to say something a little more... colorful.

"You big, fat, ugly lesbian! When are you getting here?" I knew there was a reason I keep her around

"Oh, ha-ha, Leah. You'd know all about me being a lesbian now wouldn't you?"

"Whoa! Wait, you're a lesbian? Sam, how come you didn't tell us?" Seth shouted down the phone which was shortly followed by a few 'yeah's.

"Guys, guys! I'm not a lesbian. It's a joke me and Leah have been doing for years."

"Really? You're not a lesbian?"One of the guys, Jared, asked.

"Yeah, I'm sure, Jared. What, you think I wouldn't know if I was a lesbian or not?" Man! Ye of little faith.

"Alright, guys, that's enough! Anna, why are you ringing? Is everything alright?" Sam asked, concerned.

"Uncle Sam, calm down. I'm fine. I was just letting you know I finished packing earlier today and the removal van is coming tomorrow morning. They should be in La Push in a few days. I'll…"

"Morg, that's great. Now tell us when you are getting your sorry ass over here?"

"Leah!"

"Yes, Leah, mind your language. If you let me finish, I was about to tell you that I'm flying the day after tomorrow, so I should be in Port Angeles some time in the afternoon."

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Woo! Oh yeah! I get my friend back! Duh nuh nuh nah nah!"

"Uncle Sam, is she doing the 'So-Excited-and-Totally-and-Über-Happy Dance?"

"There's different types of happy dance?"

"Yes, Uncle. Is she doing the funky chicken, mash potato, some twisting, that weird swimming move and some booty shaking?"

"Yeah, she is. How do you know that?" Paul said. Boy, does he sound yummy.

"Because, dear Paul, when Leah and me were five or six we came up with it."

"Oh, right."

"Aww! Ickle Paulie's all embarrassed!" Jake happily yelled.

"Guys, leave 'ickle Paulie' alone. It's not his fault that he's lived a sheltered life and was never subjected to the inner workings of mine and Leah's minds."

"She has a point, guys," came Leah's voice. Obviously she had finished her little dancing session.

"Alright enough. Anna, when do you get here?" Sam said in a very peeved off tone.

"Ermm…Hang on my ticket's in my bag. Wait, a minute Uncle Sam, I've got to put the phone down for just a second. I'll be right back."

I placed the phone on the bed and rummaged through my bag to make it sound like I was looking for the imaginary ticket. I grabbed the phone, upside down I might add, and reeled off the imaginary info to him and everyone else.

"Right. The plane takes off the day after tomorrow at 9:30am, it should arrive at Port Angeles at 3:30 that afternoon."

"Okay. Emily and I will meet you at the airport. Just give us a ring before you board and when you've landed. It should take us, what, an hour to get there, Emily?" asked Sam.
"Yes. About that, it depends on traffic." Emily said in that annoyingly nice voice of hers. I don't really like Emily. I could tolerate her but only for so long. I never liked her; she just seemed to be too happy to me.

"Cool. Well, I am going to love you all and leave you. The movers are coming early in the morning and I need to be bright eyed and bushy tailed for their arrival." I said, stifling a yawn. Man, this moving stuff sure made me sleepy.

"Ok, we'll let you sleep. Night, sweetheart." Sam said.

He was shortly followed by a lot of bye's from the guys and Emily. Leah just replied with our normal goodbye sentence: "Until next time..." which I replied with "Live long and prosper."

As I hung up the phone I could hear the guys asking Leah what we had just said was about. I laughed, hung up my phone, and put it on the nightstand. I changed into my PJs which tonight were a pair of basketball shorts and a navy vest top. I curled up under the covers and was soon joined by Fell. As I began to drift off, I couldn't help but think that when I got too Sam's a load of shit was going to hit the metaphorical fan.

A/N: So there you have it. I have finally written chapter one. Again, I apologise for the very loooonng wait for it. Hopefully it won't be as long for next one.

In the next chapter Morg reaches La Push and meets someone *hint hint*

Until next time, live long and prosper ;)

xMidnight