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Some say that when they see accidents happen, the world slows down and they can see everything. For a vampire like Regan, who sees things that way all the time, time seemed to speed up. She took everything in: Edward's dash across the parking lot in heartbeats of time, the eye contact she shared with Bella for the slightest of instants, the groan of the van as it slammed into Bella's hideous truck and the subsequent curse from Edward when the van continued to groan and topple over. Regan watched all these things transpire with a growing feeling of anger in her belly. Edward's little stunt saving the human would cost them in the long run, of that, Regan was positive.

The van was at a rest now, the human children screaming and calling for adults. She could hear Edward command Bella to lie still and then called back to the humans that they were unharmed. As the humans called for paramedics and began to organize themselves to move the van, Regan could only glare.

What in God's great name were you thinking!? She demanded of Edward.

If this van had crushed her, her blood would have spilled and I am not certain I could contain myself. The benefits outweighed the risks. He thought mechanically back to her.

Regan didn't reply, she just pulled out her cell phone and hit the speed dial for home. It rang twice when the line picked up.

"Esme, we have a problem."

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Wyatt and Esme had been painting Esme and Carlisle's room when the phone rang. They had three walls painted a warm cream color and the fourth remained the previous sage green. Esme had to move into Edward's room across the hall to answer the phone. Wyatt put his roller down and sighed. He hoped Jasper wouldn't be too upset that he got paint on his jeans. Esme assured him that Jasper had many pairs of jeans and she laughed as she promised that Alice would probably force him shopping before the week was out. He looked out the window and pondered his conversation with Regan.

They were sitting on a cliff face, somewhere south of the border he was forbidden to cross. She had asked to see him use his power and he had been creating waves and splashing Regan playfully.

"So," Wyatt said sitting next to her at the cliff side, "I told you my story, will you tell me yours?"

She smiled tentatively. "Alright, but you can't react, you can't say anything until I'm done, ok?"

He zipped his lips and leaned back against his hands. The wind was swirling around them, mixing their scents into the night air.

"I don't know how much you heard me tell Bella earlier today, about my parents. Some of it was true. I mean, obviously, I can't tell people the whole story. I was traveling with my parents to visit my grandfather in India. He didn't approve of my parents' marriage. My mother was from a wealthy family in England and my father was their Irish stable boy. They grew up together as playmates that grew into love. When they got married, my grandfather moved to their land in India and would have nothing to do with my family. We were happy, so happy," Regan's voice broke a little and Wyatt could hear the tears in her voice as she told her story. "My mother really wanted to mend her relationship with my grandfather and my father wanted to make her happy so we traveled to India. I was thirteen at the time," she smiled distantly, "I was quite the social butterfly and caught many a young man's eye. I was ecstatic to go to India to see my estranged grandfather. My mother had told me of the menagerie on his property full of all sorts of animals I had only seen drawings of. The tigers were what I was most excited to see. It was the first time I'd been through Europe and I was thrilled to be traveling with my parents. When we finally got to his home, my grandfather was beyond hospitable. He was congenial and welcoming and…fake. I had a bad feeling about it. My mother, though, was thrilled that he was bonding with my father. Father was apprehensive but pleased. I couldn't bring myself to be around him. I had the worst feeling about him and made every excuse to be in the menagerie or walking in the gardens.

"I was playing with the tigers when I heard it. I was twilight; the sun setting behind the trees and dinner had been served a while ago. My parents were in the house with my grandfather and it had been a quiet evening. A boom shook the menagerie followed by a scream, my mother's scream. I couldn't move at first. There was a big female tiger I had been petting, her fur was thick and I buried my fingers in it. She had been tolerating me, but ignoring me for the most part. When the boom happened, she turned her intense golden eyes on me and just stared. They mesmerized me, the message hidden within them. After a moment, she shifted her weight and nudged me forward. Instantly it was like a fire had been built within me. I ran as fast as I could with those damn skirts and skidded into the foyer of my grandfather's house. My father was leaning over my mother on the cool marble floor with my grandfather standing over them. He looked down on them, his expression unreadable. My father looked up at him, murder in his eyes. I don't know what happened next, even now, its foggy. All I remember was hearing another boom, my grandfather cry out and one of the decorative swords had been torn from the wall and blood was dripping from the blade onto my fingers. My father was laying on the ground a few steps in front of my mother, bleeding out. My grandfather was still standing in front of me, looking absolutely shocked. There was a long gash on his torso from his shoulder to his hip. He choked once then fell to his knees, then to his face, dead.

"After that I fled. I fled my name, my family's property and wealth. I stole what I needed and lived that way. I was pretty damn good at it too!" she laughed. "I was approached by a woman and offered a position in the Wolves. I swear, stealing was my calling, still is. I moved up in the ranks quickly to the Beta position. It was amazing. I loved thieving. I loved the Alphas. I loved the pack.

"The day I died," her face darkened and she growled quietly. "Stupid mistake! I was in England, the first time since my parents had died and I was nineteen. My charge was to steal the crown from the Queen's head. If I succeeded, I would take the Alpha female spot. The previous Alpha was about to be arrested on a job and so she took her life. That's how it went, never caught alive. Except by those damn Stags," she smiled at Wyatt and nudged him. "I had made it out of the palace and into the woods outside the city. I had stopped hearing the hounds and the police. I assumed I had lost them and had won. I had slowed to a walk and had put the crown on my head. That's when I felt it. An bang and bullet tore through my back and came out the front, right through my heart." She pulled her collar down and exposed a star-shaped scar about two inches below her collarbone. Another shot went through my abdomen. The bounty hunters came up to me, took the crown and left. I was so disappointed, but at least I hadn't been caught. I was ready to die when I heard something in the bushes then he was on me. Edward was really young, probably only a year or so as a vampire. His fangs were in my neck faster than anything but only for a moment. Carlisle tore him off of me and took him a few miles away then came back. By then the venom was taking its course and Carlisle took me to his mansion a few miles away.

"Three days later I was a vampire who could shape shift and could hear Edward's thoughts. Years passed and our family grew. After Esme and Rose became part of the family, I left. I craved the human blood we lived in so close a proximity to, and one night, fled. I lured men away, shifting into gorgeous women, famous women, wealthy women. I didn't feel any remorse over it; do humans feel remorse over eating the cattle? I know that sounds awful, but it was how I felt. After five years, I ran into Carlisle in New York. He told me Edward had left too. Instantly, I felt horrible for abandoning my family and told Carlisle I'd help find Edward. So after a few weeks, I convinced him to return. Emmett, Jasper and Alice joined our family later and we lived as normally as we could." She shrugged and sighed.

"That's my story,"

Esme was back in the room. "Well Wyatt, it's going to get a lot more interesting around here."

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Regan followed her siblings to the hospital, a concerned sister it appeared. Fury boiled just beneath the surface, her face was a cool mask carefully contained, but her eyes shone with such anger that they glowed amber. Rosalie handed her sunglasses out of her bag and told Regan to put them on and to stop scaring the children.

Edward had gone into Carlisle's office and the rest of their family waited outside the door. Regan paced like an agitated jungle cat.

"Carlisle," she practically hissed in a register too low for the humans to hear.

"Patience Regan," he replied, just as quietly.

Regan looked at Emmett who only shrugged. She growled and stalked off. She passed the emergency room and glanced in at the human. She was still in a neck brace and the human male was apologizing to her. Regan growled and was gone.

She ran silently through the sleet out of the hospital and through the forest. She let her anger boil over and put it entirely into her speed. She flew like a banshee through the forest until she was at her cliff. She sat down where the land met the sea and waited. The wind pulled at her curls and her glowing amber eyes glared out to sea. Regan had dropped her security blanket and her stony vampiric features watched a storm roll in. Her brother would be given a clean bill of health from her father, and then he'd need a hospital when she was done with him.

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Sorry it's been so long. If anyone hasn't told you, college is hard. I'll try to update soon. Peace.