Disclaimer: The Characters and all recognisable situations belong to Stephenie Meyer. This is a work of fan fiction and no copyright infringement is intended

AN; I haven't watched Breaking Dawn pt 2 & fast forwarded to the wolf pack parts in pt 1 so any reference to what happened in the saga will be from the books point of view's.

There are references to Psychosis and mental health issues in this story. No offence is intended.

Chapter 9

Sadie's POV

Aiming the sandwich wrapper at the bin, I curse when it misses and scoop it up again. Taking a giant swig from the bottled water on the table I contemplate what to do, I'm tired of reading and drawing. Maybe something to watch on the TV? a film to pass sometime? I'm restless, bored of the four walls.

Stroking my dads face, I rub his shoulder and decide to use the bathroom first before settling back comfy again. Perhaps in the morning when he's having his personal care, I could have mine, haven't had a shower in a few days, preferring to wash quickly from the basin so he's not alone for long.

Searching the bedside drawers for the tv remote, I stop when the door that had previously been ajar, swings back with force and a figure comes through.

I look around to see a woman stood in the doorway. She's slender with shoulder length wavy black hair and a face that shines with anger. Eyes never staying still darting around the room finding my father and eventually settling back on me.

Her demeanour concerns me so I stand putting myself between my dad's bed and the glaring girl.

"

You are Sadie Matthews" she enquires, rolling her eyes at my movement.

"

Yes, who are you?" I counter back, stopping myself from adding the word

'bitch,' at the last moment.

Raising herself to her full height which isn't more than 5ft 4", she straightens her knee length coat flicking off imaginary specks of dust. Eyes appraising me in that way us girls have when we're judging someone's appearance and being nasty about it.

"You need to stay away from Paul" declaring her point by impatiently pointing her finger in my direction.

Paul? Who the heck is Paul?

"Paul is mine and he doesn't want you or the damn imprint, you understand?"

I stare at her confused. What's an imprint? who is this Paul guy and what is

it to me?

"If you know what's good for you, you'll leave here and never come back" she hissed, stepping forward and then abruptly stopping, rocking slightly on her heels.

Having no clue as to what she's on about and starting to lose patience I make a face, my eyes squinting "what the hell are you on about? I don't know anyone called Paul and I don't know what an imprint is"

Lips forming into a sneer, she swallows loudly "You know who he is and I'm telling you that he doesn't want you"

Her eyes are shining wildly with a nasty glint in them, her face flushed with

perspiration. I'm starting to get a little nervous, just what is going on?, I don't need this bullshit, fuck.

"Look. I have NO idea what the fuck your speaking about so just get out and leave, o.k.?" I half yell, fingernails digging into my palm where I'm squeezing so tight.

I watch her closely, the artistic side of my brain storing her features away in case I should have to draw a picture id for some reason.

Of course my mind then wanders off thinking of what reason I'd have to point her out to the police. Shit, did she have a weapon? a knife? hadn't thought about that. I widened my stance, tensing.

"

There are things you have no idea about, things that you never knew existed" she babbles "Things that don't concern you"

Stepping back so I have room to pounce if she tries anything physical, I stare back, my own anger now starting to emerge.

"If it doesn't concern me then why the hell are you here telling me about it?" I snap harshly, god, what the fuck was this bitch going on about, she didn't seem so sure herself.

"Don't pretend you don't know what your doing, I'm onto you. Paul is mine! and I wont let you do this to him, you hear me?" she shrieks, making me wince and step back further.

Fists shaking at her side, her left eyebrow twitches furiously of it's own accord, she doesn't seem to notice, biting heavily on her bottom lip before moving them back into a snarl.

"You stupid little girl", she hissed. "You have no idea who I am, what I have at my disposal, who my Family are!"

Her family? Shit, are there Native American mafia? I dunno, be just my luck now wouldn't it? how crazy is this?, I know I said I was bored but this wasn't what I had in mind for entertainment. Jeez.

Noting my lack of reaction, it's as if my not being scared angers her and her facial expression alters in quick succession before settling on a look that portrays disgust and pity.

"

Vampires. Werewolves. They exist and their after you" she snaps sadistically in a sarcastic tone, looking me in the eyes for the first time.

I see the seriousness in them before they flicker back to burning rage. She hasn't moved, staring straight back at me, beads of sweat trickling her brow.

I stare at her incredulously for a second and then I laugh and shake my head.

Ok then! so right, umm, without being discriminative was there like a mental health unit here in the hospital or something?, maybe missing an in-patient? I tried to think about what little I knew of paranoid delusions or psychosis, shouldn't I be trying to keep her calm and not agitate or startle her? hell if I knew.

"

It's true, they exist! Think about it. Think about Dr Cullen. How pale he is, his golden eyes. How cold his touch is. How marble he looks. How gracefully he moves" she stutters off

Eyebrows raised I say nothing, bringing up mental images of the doc in my mind. I can see what she means. God damn it, I can see it but a vampire? Come on now really?, this is just crazy talk and why would he want me dead?, not that it could be true anyway.

Remembering that she'd said that both "vampires and werewolves" existed, I wonder about them, surely people would notice hairy wolf men walking around howling at the moon, Jeez, this girl was wired wrong.

"

And why would werewolves I don't even know want to kill me?" cocking my head to look at her, I sigh loudly, not believing her.

"

Oh but you do know them. Don't pretend you don't know who Paul is, I know your trying to take him off me and I'm here to tell you it's not gonna happen"

Throwing her head back she laughs nastily, stumbling back, knocking her shoulder on the door but giving no indication she felt it, brown eyes glazed

over.

I think back. Instantly the image of the two men I crashed into come into mind. But the older one was in a wheelchair? Unless it

's a ruse it can't be him.

So does that mean the 'hot' guy was called Paul?, but I still didn't understand, what was this imprinting?, why did she think I was trying to steal him away, I'm not that kinda girl and I only met him for like 2 minutes. Oh god, and vampires and werewolves exist? nah, it can't be real, she's crazy, she's making me feel crazy.

"My family is very important, I'm very important, you have no idea how much we can hurt you and we don't take kindly to outsider's trying to poach our wolves or our men. Paul doesn't want you, doesn't want this" she gestures the room with her hands.

"There is no imprint, we forbid it!, I forbid it! He hates you, want's you dead and out of his life for good and I'm gonna see that you leave him alone"

Spinning towards me, I hold my ground glaring at her to dare take one more step towards me, my arms at my side's ready to attack.

"What the hell is an imprint?" I retort angrily, isn't that something to do with ducks? Why would that concern me?, shit, there's not people that turn into giant ducks as well is there? Yep Sadie, your definitely going mad now.

"It doesn't concern you but I'm telling you to leave here, leave immediately or you will be harmed"

Spit flies from her mouth in all directions, foam forming in the crease of her lips. Her hair has started to get lank from the sweat and her eye make-up is smudged giving her a wild untamed look, rage masks her once pretty features.

"I'm not going anywhere", snorting a laugh and rolling my eyes at her

"You should leave now! If you stay here, they will come for you. You would risk your life to save a dying man", nodding her head in my father's direction.

"He's my father!" hissing back, I rub my forehead in frustration.

"I wont leave him to die alone". Shit, when the hell did I start believing this crap? what am I meant to do?

For the first time since she's entered the room her look changes to one of worry, regret showing for a moment before the evil glint reappears and she leers suggestively.

"This is your last one chance I'm going to give you. You will stay away from Paul, you will not attempt to talk to Paul, do you not believe what I have told you about my family, how much we will hurt you. Stay away from him or they'll be more trouble coming"

Flicking her hair she smoothes it over with her hand, tucking it behind her ears. Forehead creased by the huge frown, she pinches her eyes as if in pain.

Holding her coat together she rests against the doorframe briefly before arching her back straight.

"This is the last time I will say it" she spits out " . . That's my final warning"

Before I can respond she turns and strides out the door into the corridor, I don't follow, my mind is frantic, trying to form a logical explanation.

Sitting on the edge of the chair I look at my dad and then at the door again, making sure she hasn't returned.

Surely, the supernatural world can't really exist, can it? wouldn't we know about it, especially if bitch's like her go around telling people, but Dr Cullen?

I can see how she could think that about him, he is as she described.

My rational side point's out this is unbelievable, yet believable. Fuck, shit, and they were after me?

I lunge for the bottle of water and gulp it down, wiping away the dribble that escapes down my chin.

And then it hits me like a freight train. Apart from the doc, they were all Native Americans. From La Push. Quileute's. From the tribe that had the wolf legends. Who else had I met from La Push? Hot damn, Leah and Sue!

And I'd had dreams of a silver wolf every time I'd managed to fall asleep. Oh shit could this possibly be true, is the silver wolf Paul?, no, Sadie, that's absurd, friggen impossible, I jump up in nervousness, pacing the room.

My heart is beating so fast I wonder if this is what a heart attack warning feels like. Clenching and unclenching my fists in quick repetition's I try to think without freaking out, question after question flooding my mind.

I tell myself she's lying but deep down I know she's telling the truth, about vampires and wolves existing anyway.

I still can't understand why they would want to kill me, even with whatever this imprint stuff is, there's no logic to it, plus they had the perfect opportunity to take me out this morning and here I am still standing.

Dr Cullen had always been friendly, wanting to help, sure, Paul had got a bit upset when I'd crashed into them but the man in the chair had been very gracious about it. Sue and Leah had gone out of their way to help. No, she was lying about them wanting to hurt me, it didn't add up.

Or so I hoped anyway. Crossing my arms I chewed on my lip, what was the point in running?, if they really we're these super duper vampires and wolves then I wouldn't get very far would I?

And they would soon know that I knew their secret and come for me. Shit.

I turn facing the bed and leaning down kiss my dad's forehead. Standing tall again I turn and face the door with my arms crossed.

When they come I will be ready. Taking deep breath's I try to keep myself calm, listening out for any approaching sounds to alert me of the impending danger.

Bella's POV

Renesme wanted to see her grandfather Carlisle at work and deciding to run to the hospital and then get a lift back with him Bella agreed that they could.

The five mile run took just moments and they walked across the entrance taking the stairs and turning right before strolling through the corridors.

As they approached his office Carlisle smelt their arrival and opened the door to his office before Bella could knock. Greeting them he quickly places files in his briefcase, turns and locks his office door.

They are chatting quietly, heading back towards the stairs, when they suddenly smell the unmistakeable scent of Rachel Black mixed in with other scent's, wafting towards them from the opposite side of the building. Frowning, Bella looks at Carlisle "What is she doing here?"

Carlisle looks worried, his conversation with Billy replaying in his mind

"The hospice is that side. Where Sadie's father is" he questions his own question.

Bella and Carlisle look at each other, concern written all over their faces. They have all heard how Rachel has reacted to the imprint, they know how she feels about Paul. As fast as they can get away with at a human's pace, they hurry to the other side of the building.

"This is your last one chance I'm going to give you. You will stay away from Paul, you will not attempt to talk to Paul, do you not believe what I have told you about my family, how much we will hurt you. Stay away from him or they'll be more trouble coming"

They all halt gracefully, stopping in their tracks, hearing Rachel's voice.

"This is the last time I will say it" she spits out " . . That's my final warning"

"Oh my" Bella gasps "what has she done? What must Sadie be thinking? should we go after Rachel? what should we do Carlisle?" they all look at each other.

Frowning, Carlisle thinks how to proceed "Let Rachel leave, it won't help matters at this moment.

We need to speak to Sadie and we need Alice and Edward here"

Bella looks at him questioning.

"Alice can look to see what decisions Sadie is making and what is in the future and Edward needs to follow Rachel and not only make sure she doesn't tell anyone else but to see what's going in that head of hers"

Grimacing for a moment, so quick that any human would of missed it, he continues "we can't let anyone else know yet, we owe it to Sadie to speak to her first and let her know she is safe from us" he explains, not liking the turn of events.

"And there is going to be so much anger that she's been told this way anyway, Paul and the pack are going to go mad when they find out, I think it would be better, if, when we tell them, we have spoken to Sadie first and they can see her reaction"

Agreeing, Bella texts Edward, keeping it short and asking for his and Alice's help with Esme's surprise, asking for just them two alone to come and shortly after he phones her cell.

"

Love, what's happened?, I have Alice with me"

"

Oh Edward, now you both have to try and stay calm, ok?"

She doesn't pause for response, "Rachel came to the hospital and tried to warn Sadie away from Paul, It sounds like she told her all about vampires and wolves. We think she told her she's in danger"

"

What?" Alice shrieks in the background.

"

We're going to speak to Sadie now, Carlisle thinks it would be best to do it straightaway" Bella continues, ignoring Alice's muttering

"Alice, you are to see what you can see of Sadie's future and any decisions she's making. Edward we want you to follow Rachel back and listen to her thoughts, make sure she isn't telling anyone else and also not leaving"

Anger mounting at Rachel, Bella takes a moment to compose herself.

" After we've spoken to Sadie, we will have to let Paul and the others know what has happened and deal with the fall out then. It's not going to be good, I cannot believe Rachel would tell our secret like that, what was thinking?"

Murmuring their agreement, they finalise the plan of action and Bella ends the call. Looking at Ness and Carlisle, she frowns "Let's do this then. We have to try not to scare her though, what a way to find out about the supernatural"

Taking the lead, they follow Carlisle across the foyer to the other stairs and down the corridors leading to the ward where Sadie and her father are. Looking

uncharacteristically nervous, Carlisle slows as he approaches the room.

The door is open wide but they can hear no movement apart from heavy breathing. Carlisle moves closer and stands by the doorframe, Bella and Ness by his side.

Sadie is stood, arms folded glaring at them, looking angry and confused rather than scared for her life.

"I've been waiting for you to turn up, you've got a lot of explaining to do", she snapped, shifting her position, giving them her full attention and looking at them for explanations.

Carlisle holds his hands up in submission and starts to speak.

AN: Naughty Rachel, what have you done! Your in BIG trouble! So comments? Thoughts?

I don't quite understand how Alice's visions work. Mainly because SM didn't seem to understand it herself half the time. My reasoning is that Alice didn't see any previous visions of Rachel telling Sadie as Rachel didn't decide until that very last moment and by then Alice was in La Push, surrounded by wolves and she doesn't have visions then.

Likewise Edward didn't hear any thoughts about telling Sadie because she had never thought of it before and he couldn't read her mind when she was in Forks and him in La Push. I really hope that makes sense! If not, please tell me where I went wrong.

Paul meets Sadie next chapter!

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