A young woman around my age was holding a double-barrel shotgun right between my eyes. I couldn't see past the gun to get a good look at her face, but I could see her jeans and tan workboots. Judging from the size of her legs, she wasn't thin. Her pants had dried mud and blood stains on them and a pack of Marlboros were sticking out of her pocket.

"I'm sorry," I said quickly. "I didn't mean to intrude."

"Caitlin, put the gun down." Another female voice said. "She probably doesn't mean anything."

The one called Caitlin lowered her gun to my chest. "I'm not taking chances on the 'probably', Angel." I got a good look at her face and I had to admit, she was gorgeous, as was the girl she called Angel. Caitlin had short, blonde hair that was boyishly cut with side-swept bangs. Her glasses failed to hide her blue eyes and long lashes. She had on a white, long-sleeved shirt with blood spattered across the chest. She had dog-tags dangling from her neck with big bracelets on her wrists. The one thing that caught my attention, though, was her scent. Caitlin was a werewolf.

"Caitlin." The one named Angel repeated. "Put it down."

"No. Not with Gregory and Brit around. I could smell her as soon as she and her mate pulled in the drive. How do you know she's not rogue?"

"Because," I said. "I would've attempted to kill you already."

"See." Angel stepped forward. "Told you so." She had short, choppy, reddish-pink hair that seemed to be dyed recently. She had an oddly pale complexion and her belly was swollen massively. I could hear a fluttering heartbeat, then asked her, "How far along?"

"Six months." She smiled and leaned back against a guy who I guessed was her boyfriend since she didn't have a ring on her finger. She wore camo pants, a black, long-sleeved shirt with a white tank top underneath and combat boots. Her hazel eyes matched her smile with the pregnancy glow and several necklaces and bracelets decorated her neck and wrists, along with dog tags. "Caitlin, will you put the damned thing down already?"

Caitlin lowered her weapon, but didn't take her eyes off of me. "Where's Gregory?" When she stepped back, I noticed that she had knives everywhere. One in each boot, a couple of holsters on her belt loops were each holding one, she had a tomahawk in a shoulder holster, and she looked like she knew how to use every one of them professionally. All in all, this chick scared me a little.

"He's with Jake." Angel said.

"Oh, I feel so much better now." She said sarcastically. "He's supposed to be with me." Then, she walked out of the room.

"Who else is with you?" I asked.

"We have six." Angel explained. "But we used to have a lot more. That was Caitlin. Don't worry, she's not that bad when she gets to trust you more. I'm Angel, and this is Wes." She pointed to the boy that she was leaning against. His gothic jewelry contrasted against his black jeans, black hoodie with matching shaggy hair and black boots. His eyes were dark brown and his snake bite piercing were rasta colors. "Jake is Caitlin's ex and Wes's and my brother. The thing you need to know about him is that he has major anger issues and he usually takes it out on everyone else, especially Katie, so please don't piss him off. I don't like watching him get beat up by her." She giggled, but she had that serious tone in her voice. "Gregory is Caitlin's nephew and Brittany is Wes's little sister. You really can't miss those two when you meet them. Brittany looks almost exactly like her brother and Gregory is only seven."

"How old are you guys?"

"I'm eighteen, Wes, Katie and Jake are seventeen, I just told you that Gregory was seven and Brittany is fourteen."

"Uh, do you guys know about..." I didn't know if I should finish my sentence on asking them if they knew about Caitlin.

"That Katie's a were and you are, too?" Wes asked. "Yes. So am I."

"And I'm a vampire." Angel smiled. "And this little baby will be the first hybrid in new recorded history. Jake, Gregory and Brit are humans, but Jake's the only one that knows about us. The kids already have to worry about the zombies, let alone werewolves and vampires."

"Oh." I nodded my head in approval. I thought that was actually nice and thoughtful of them to think of the kids like that.

A loud scream came from downstairs and I ran as fast as I could to see what was going on, with Angel and Wes following close behind. I gasped as I watched Daryl push a young boy, Gregory, onto the floor and pry a gun from the little boy's hands.

"The fuck's going on down here?" Caitlin yelled as she made her way down the stairs.

"He pushed me." The small, mixed skinned, blonde boy said through starting tears while pointing at Daryl. Caitlin and another girl, Brittany, rushed to Gregory's side.

Daryl held up a small glock pistol. "He pointed this at me. I ain't gonna let a little kid shoot me."

Caitlin didn't reply, but instead started breathing heavily. Her eyes went a yellowish-amber and her hands were shaking as they clenched into fists. As soon as a tall, lanky boy with light brown hair stepped up behind her, she swung her entire body and pounded her fist into his nose. "You gave him a gun? The fuck is wrong with you?"

Jake swung and hit her in the stomach and soon after, they were in a brawl. I went over and hugged Daryl, who was staring wide-eyed at Caitlin and Jake as they punched and kicked each other.

Angel led Gregory and Brittany up the stairs with Wes behind her. "You might as well find something to do. They'll be at this for a while."

"Daryl?" I said quietly.

"Mhm?"

"What the hell did we just get ourselves into?"

Okay, so Angel, Wes, Gregory, Jake and Brit are my real friends :) Caitlin is muah! Angel begged me to put us in this one, so I happily obliged :) The story will mainly revolve aroud Danna still :) Review guys!