Chapter 9 SHOCK

Already I felt like the mother of a pack of 2 year old! For the first time in my life I have to teach my pack to sleep with their clothes on! I thought that this rule would obviously be a no brainer! Also my new members seemed to love to sleep in puppy piles, or shall I say kitten piles. If this didn't end soon I would explode. The problem I thought I would have was to keep them from killing each other. Nope they were way too comfortable with each other if you asked me. Well there are definitely 2 ways to skin a cat. At the present moment I was sitting outside the house to get away from everyone, and my irritations.

"Bells are you ok?? I'm really sorry if I irritated you. It's just as a pack we heal when we sleep naked together. Clothes are just a way to cover up what you are. We don't need that when we are a pack. I do agree however that our children should not see it hence why we don't do that in front of the children."Shaleah said.

I understood completely. It wasn't till now that I realized all my issues were centered on control. This time for the first time everything slipped from my control. Why didn't I see it before? I'm usually more brutally honest with myself than I am with others. Still I had to admit I was not comfortable showing my body, and that was why I was uncomfortable with the nudity of others. Also I was a smudge jealous.

"It's not your fault. I'm just a bit irritable lately. I'm sorry. I need to stop seething and get my dad's funeral set up." I said with no emotionlessly.

I didn't really feel anything anymore, and directed my anger at everyone lately. I know they have been trying to be supportive, but I needed time to myself. Shaleah left, probably to go back into the house.

Suddenly I heard screaming, and immediately I recognized the voice as Leah's. Remembering she was pregnant I ran full speed toward her. Once I got to her I asked her what the hell was wrong.

"Two guys snatched Shaleah! I tried to stop them, I did, and then my water broke!" Leah cried.

As I told Paul what had transpired my fear seemed to settle, and I began to sizzle with rage. Shaleah may be new to the pack, and act like she was my daughter while she had a child of her own, but she was a part of my pack; MINE! When I finished explaining Paul practically dragged Leah to our makeshift hospital in the basement. Making a snap decision I decided to track Shaleah, and get her back home safely myself. Without saying a word to the pack I started tracking her. If her one hair was out of place on her head her captors would catch hell for it. Just for taking her they were going to pay. I would make sure of that! They would die for hurting her simple as that. I shifted to make tracking her an easier job. I had to clear my head to be calm enough to track her scent. I started by thinking about how safe my children were because Sam had them, and finished with thinking of the task at hand. I would have to be meticulous to pull this off. It didn't take long for me to catch Shaleah's scent. I followed it to the river. When I looked down I saw her laying face down in the river. Quickly, and gently I bit down on her pant leg, and pulled Shaleah onto solid ground. Shifting back I flipped her over, and pounded on her back. She coughed up a lot of water, and then passed out. Picking Shaleah up I ran using my supernatural speed to get us back to the house quickly. When I arrived I rushed through to the garage apartment, and laid her on the bed. I could not believe I actually made it. I had almost dropped her a few times. It wasn't that she was heavy; it was that she was awkward to carry at my height of 5'3. Gently I rolled Shaleah onto her back, and was horrified by what I saw. Her face was badly bruised, and swollen. I ran into the house, locking the garage door on my way, and pocketing the key.

"GUYS! I have Shaleah in the garage apartment. She's in horrible condition, and she is barely alive. Obviously Leah, and Paul will have to stay, but everyone else get in there! I need your help in healing her!" I said heading back through, and unlocking the door.

Since I had shredded my clothing when I shifted I just climbed into the bed, and tore Shaleah's clothes off of her. Jared set a blanket across the bed. I cuddled to her, and pulled the blanket over us. I repeatedly whispered in her ear that I was here now, and was going to take care of her. No one would touch her again! When I pushed Shaleah's hair back Jared gasped. Sam and Jared in particular had considered Shaleah there little sister. Even though the youngest member was just 19 years old, Shaleah acted like the baby. It was hard to believe she was mature enough for her 2 year old son. Hell even I babied her. Finally the rest of the pack marched dutifully in. Sam flinched at the sight of her.

"Paul and Jacob are watching the children. Leah is in Surgery. The doctor is using our make shift hospital. The only reason he didn't take her to the hospital is because of the safety issue. Leah is ok. The baby's heartbeat has slowed. We did receive word though. Leah is doing excellent." Sam said calmly.

I then noticed that he didn't say anything about her baby. Everyone stared unsure of what to do, when Shaleah sat straight up completely healed. We were all confused, and Sam looked like he was going to burst with pride.

"Bella! You healed her! No wonder you heal so fast yourself. You're a healer." Sam said happily.

I completely ignored him, and asked, "Shaleah what happened to you? Who took you?"

"My son's father Demitrey Zanos. He wanted me dead. Not to sound ungrateful but why aren't I dead? How did you heal me?" Shaleah said

I side stepped the question by saying, "We need to be on the lookout for him."

"I'm more interested in how you did that!" Sam said unwilling to let the subject drop.

"I've always been able to, well at least to a certain extent. I know I'm a freak! You don't have to tell me that. My gift couldn't save my father. You don't have to look so damn happy about it! Now can we drop it? We have something much more important to discuss!" I snapped.

Standing up pain sprang in my head. Every time I healed someone it ended like this! I was pissed, and I had a right to be. Sam had just thrown my freakish quality back in my face, and it hurt. Even if he meant well he should have just let it go.

"I wasn't saying you were a freak! On the contrary I was saying how beautiful your gift is. It gives people a second chance. Baby, you know your father's death wasn't your fault! Why do you keep doing this? You're always so angry. I'm tired of feeling helpless trying to do something to please you! I love you but enough is enough. I'm not leaving, and you are not running away from me again! NO more. If I can tell you my feelings then you can tell me yours! NO aversion. I care about you, and lately you are just plain worrying me. No actually you are terrifying me. I'm afraid I'm going to lose you!" Sam said with tears in his eyes.

I started to wobble, and lost focus all together. My world was consumed in black.

What do you think? I know the story is taking a different turn than what it originally sounded like it would head. Review Review Review PLEASE!!! Hope you like this chapter! What do you think caused Bella to black out? Was it all too much for her, or does she have something else she isn't telling Sam?