Hey, guys! Sorry I didn't upload anything yesterday, I just started a job so I was caught up with that and some family ish :) but here's the chapter!

~*Break*~

Seth P.O.V.

My phone clattered to the floor as Jacob spoke those words, I couldn't hear it hit, though, the blood rushing in my ears was too great. I stopped breathing for a few seconds as I took in what he said. I still couldn't hear much, but the blood was quieting down little by little. I could only think of how I could protect Josephine – or try to protect her – and keep her away from the rogue.

I shook my head and cleared out the last of the noise rushing through my ears, I could still hear my imprint – I got a little thrill every time I used that word – washing up in the shower. I needed to come up with a plan to keep her safe and fast, I picked up the cellphone I had dropped onto the floor and snapped it shut. I stared at it in my hand for a few seconds, then stuck it in my pocket.

I resolved to wait for Josephine to get out of her shower to leave and go join the pack in the woods. So I waited. I didn't get impatient, I just sat and waited to see her face again. It was all I could think about anyway, I could never fathom the pain it would cause to have her ripped away from me. I sighed and put my head in my hands, and resumed waiting.

~*Break*~

It was another hour before she came out of her bathroom, her hair dry, her make-up done, and a fresh set of clothes on. She looked amazing without the make-up, but I let it go. I checked the watch I had become accustomed to wearing, and sighed, I was two hours late to the pack meeting. Jake would be pissed, but I would cross that bridge when I came to it.

"Hey, Josy, I have to go," I said to her, her face fell a little bit, but she nodded. "My mom called me with an emergency and I have to go home." She nodded again and I walked a little closer to her and folded her small body into my arms. She fit perfectly against me, like she was meant to be mine – which she was, but still.

"I'll see you at school then…I think I'll be coming tomorrow, but I'm not too sure." She said it quietly, like she was afraid someone else would hear her. I rubbed her back a little bit, careful not to stray too far down, where it might feel a little uncomfortable for her. I tried to be a gentleman…most of the time.

"I'm coming back later, I'll bring you some of the homework you missed and I know Kim will always be more than willing to help you out with the rest." I buried my nose in her hair, taking a good breath through my nose, willing my mind to remember how her hair smelled. I might have over stepped my bounds a bit, but I didn't care, I just wanted to be close to her a moment before I went off to a possible death. Dealing with vampires – no matter how docile, and human they may seem – is always dangerous, it's never all the way safe.

I smoothed down her hair a little bit, said goodbye, and hugged her one last time as I went off to face the new problem.

~*Break*~

Josy P.O.V.

I watched Seth leave from my bedroom window, a little confused at his behavior. He had never been that close to me before, we had become much closer in the past two or three weeks, but it seemed like we had known each other much longer than that. Everyone feels that way with someone, a best friend, a boyfriend, someone you just met, so it wasn't that that confused me. It was him that did it, I mean, he had held me before…it wasn't new exactly, but it felt different. I didn't have time to put my finger on it because at that moment I got a text from my dad that said I had to go get some milk at the Piggly Wiggly that was a few miles away.

I stuffed my phone in my back pocket and went to the garage where I found my bike. As I was rolling it out of the garage, I realized that I had left my wallet in my room. I looked up at the sky in exasperation; I didn't want to go back into the house to get anything. I groaned and ran inside to get my wallet, as I went through the laundry room door I slipped on some detergent – that I swore hadn't been there when I originally went out to the garage – and landed on my butt on the linoleum covered floor.

I groaned again – this time in pain because I was pretty sure that my tailbone was done for – and got up to get the wallet. I walked carefully through the hallway to my room where my wallet and coin purse resided in my dresser. I pulled open my various-odds-and-ends drawer and snatched up my wallet, quickly shutting the drawer and not bothering to watch it close all the way.

I ran back out to the garage – careful to avoid the slippery detergent on the floor this time – and jumped on my bike, wincing as I got going. I had to stop getting hurt like this. I rode my bike down to the Piggly Wiggly. As soon as I got there, I chained up my bike to a pole that was outside the store. I tried to walk a little quickly, but my tailbone was killing me, so I was forced to go slowly through the small grocery store. Of course, the one thing I needed was all the way at the far back of the store. In a corner. A very far corner.

I was in a lot of pain, almost as much as my hand was when I broke it. But not quite. I finally reached the back of the store and grabbed a jug of milk to take home. I got up to the counter to pay for it and notice a man on the other side of the store watching me. Or looking in my direction, but it felt like he was staring into my soul. I couldn't see them as clearly as I wished I could, but from where I was, it looked as if he had red eyes. A muddy, mottled red, but red nonetheless.

I looked away, a little shaken at how intensely he was staring at me, I couldn't dwell too much on it, though. So I grabbed the milk jug and got out of the store as fast as I could. I was a little disconcerted as I rode my bike back to the house, still feeling his stare boring into me. I shuddered as I pedaled into my driveway, I pulled my bike up to my garage and opened the old wooden garage door and parked my bike inside. I closed the door and put the padlock on it, I walked back into my house through the laundry room, avoiding – again – the soap on the floor.

I stuck the milk in the fridge and opened the freezer to grab an ice pack; I picked out a bag of pees and went to sit on the couch to ice my sore butt.

~*Break*~

Seth P.O.V.

I trotted through the woods, just coming up on our pack. The division of the packs had passed quickly, Sam's pack growing smaller and ours getting bigger. Quil and Embry quickly joined us after the Cullen conflict – as I like to call it – as did Brady and Collin. They were a little intimidated by Sam as their Alpha, but they broke off pretty easily and joined us in no time. I kept hearing their voices, excited to finally get to do some vampire killing. They were too young to fight against an army, but because it was only one vampire, Jake was allowing them to fight along with us.

I tried to drown out their conversation with a picture of Josy in my head. It didn't work in the least, I was still stuck with them in my head. The wolves without imprints mocking me for being a love sick pup, and the wolves with imprints empathizing with my need to drown out the useless conversation with memories of my loved one. I bowed my head quickly to our Alpha and I sat as the meeting began.

There is a new threat that has come onto our land, Jacob began, I talked to the Cullens about it, and Carlisle said he could send in Emmet, Jasper, and Edward to help us.

But not the girls? I asked him, he shook his head. Why?

He doesn't want any of them not coming back, he said that with a rogue on the loose they would need to protect Renesmee. I nodded, it made sense. Renesmee was valuable to every vampire on the Earth, whether they be rogue or Volturi. She had powers that could only be found in a few other individuals, and that made her extremely special, and more than priceless.

I understand, I stated and looked around the circle to our other pack members. Leah was nodding in approval, so were the rest of them, Embry, Quil, Brady, and Colin. They agreed with what was going to go down. It was understood by all of us that we would kill the Rogue without hesitation, and we wouldn't allow him to be taken into the Cullen's family of sorts.

My ears twitched back as I heard a twig break behind our small circle, it immediately smelled like vampire. It was a sour/sweet smell that attacked my nostrils no matter how often I was around it. I jumped around to face the intruder, and as soon as I did my hackles rose.

It was a male, tall and rail thin, with no defining features. He was completely average, someone who would blend in with the crows if he was human. For a vampire, he was ugly, he must have been really dumpy looking as a human because he was nothing to look at. Or maybe it was just my wolf talking.

The only thing that really stood out to me – besides his stench of course – were his eyes. They were an odd red, muddy and mottled looked. They were a dark brick red near his pupil and a lighter red mottled with pink on his outer iris. He was a strange vampire indeed.

"Hello, wolf pack," He laughed as he said this. Not a happy laugh, more like a crazy laugh. A sound that only someone who was on the brink of insanity – or even well over the brink – would or could make. I had never met a crazy vampire before.

Did anyone else catch the crazy? Brady said, the pack all echoed each other's responses, we all agreed that he sounded a little insane.

He tried to circle around us, but Jacob blocked him from walking any further. He had an air of arrogance about him, it reminded me of a movie I saw once. It was about some girl in the Victorian age, there was a lord that acted exactly like this. Since then, it had become my impression of all nobility.

He looked faintly surprised that an animal would deign to stop him, but also amused that we thought we could take him down. He'd eventually learn that it would take more than one rogue to mess with us.

"Oh, you think you could stop me?" He asked with a small smile, "That's quite cute actually," I caught a bit of an accent in his voice, but I couldn't tell if it was caused by his insanity or if it was natural. He seemed a little older than I had first thought, maybe three hundred years.

The vampire advanced on Jacob and the whole pack tensed, our hackles rising even further than they already were. The leech laughed again, a sound that raked on our ears. It seemed like everything that came out of him was poisonous, something that didn't belong in our world.

Get ready to attack, take a basic pattern, Jake showed us the attack pattern he wanted us to take. It would lead with Leah, Jake, and I in the front with Colin and Brady attacking from behind him. Embry and Quil would take up the back and watch our backs. As we were forming the attack pattern, the leech moved. His form blurred against the trees as he tried to bring us in towards each other. Before he even got all the way around our pack, Leah jumped up and caught him by the neck and began grappling with him.

The thing raked his long, dirty fingernails down Leah's hide and she screamed as he drew blood, at that exact moment Jacob jumped into the fight and ripped his hand off. It came off at the wrist with a screeching, metallic noise. He didn't bleed at all, but his stench got worse. The vampire struggled against their hold but broke free and threw both of them into opposite trees. I reattached his hand to his wrist and smirked at us.

"You won't get me that easily, mutts," He began to walk away as our Alpha and my sister began to get up. The rest of the pack was going to charge after him until we were told otherwise by Jacob, Don't, this is a fight for another day.

I sighed and went to help my sister get up, she brushed me off as she tried to get up herself, but she was badly injured. We could take a lot of abuse, but four of her ribs were broken, and through the gashes the leech had left on her back, you could see bone. As she tried to get up, she fell back to the ground, too hurt to get up.

I nudged her with my nose and phased back to my human form, I picked my sister up in my arms and tried not to cause her more pain. I failed, though, because she whimpered as soon as I picked her up. I carried her all the way back to our house – feeling grateful that it was only a few miles away and kind of secluded – with the rest of the pack following closely. I slid sideways through our back door and laid her down on the cool tile of our kitchen floor and left to find a blanket to lay her on.

I found an older, soft one that I thought would be suitable to lay her down on. I snatched it from the bottom of the closet I was going through and brought it out to my sister, who was still in wolf form in our kitchen. What was mom going to say? I thought to myself, I sighed and looked down on her pain-wracked form and knelt down to spread out the blanket.

I tried to gently pick her up and put her down on the blanket, but she yelped and whimpered as I tried to move her to the blanket.

"Sorry, Lee, I'm trying," I whispered in her ear, she calmed down a little bit but still whined when I put her down. I stood up and ran my hands through my hair, trying to figure out where to go from here. I sighed and called Carlisle.

I listened to it ring for a few seconds, but he picked up almost immediately.

"Hello, Seth," The doctor answered, as calm and fatherly sounding as ever, "What can I do for you?"

"My sister attacked the Rogue," I listened to him suck in a breath that he didn't need, and let it out in a sigh. "Her ribs are broken and there's four long gashes that are bone deep," I paused for a second to breath. "I didn't know who else to call."

"That's fine, Seth, I think I'm the only person you could really call for this." I nodded and hung up the phone without saying goodbye. I waited for Carlisle to get there, and as I did my phone rang.

I snapped it open, and answered. "Hello?"

"Hey, Seth? This is Michael," I raised my eyebrows, because I never in a million years thought Josy's brother would call me. "I just wanted to tell you that Jos is really sick, and that I'm not feeling too well myself. I think you should just come back in a few days, I wouldn't want to spread something around."

"Oh, okay, that's fine." I replied. "Can you just tell Josephine that it'll be fine?" I heard silence on the other end of the line for a minute before he answered.

"Sure, I'll tell her." He replied, his voice sounded a little odd. Like he didn't know what to think of my comment.

"Thank you, I'll see you guys in a few days." I had to see Josephine. I had to know if her sickness was what I thought it was.

So, is Josy turning? Or is she really just sick? :) find out next time! And, review please.