The rain pattered at the car windows endlessly. Today was going to be different, she thought, that, she was sure of.

She was alone in her dreams last night, and was thankful. But her dreams were unsettling images of wars being fought by her peoples. It was one of the only reoccuring dreams she's had, but she never knew her connection to the witches and warlocks who fought in them until last night.

Her mother had left early this morning before anyone was awake to take Sophia to the airport. Mirabella had wished she could've asked some questions about her medium herritage as well, and was a bit sad that she couldn't. But it seemed as if everything made sense now; the strange things that happened to her as a child, the strange things that happened to her now. The only difference from then to now is that she had to learn how to control all the strange things.

Louie pulled up to the school, and into a parking space effectively snapping Mirabella out of her thoughts. She opened the door and jumped out of the car, slamming the door before adjusting her backpack. She ran her hands over her face, where thick skin melded together from the end of her eyebrow down to the bottom of her left cheek, scarring her.

"See you after school, kid." called Louie, turning in the direction of his friends. She sighed at the rain, shaking out her hair, and trudged up the slope to the school.

"Mirabella!" she heard a familiar voice call. She stopped by the stone steps in front of the school and turned to see Seth rushing over to her, a fazzled look on his face, which looked quite funny since he happened to be the only person looking even remotely energetic.

"Hey Seth." she said, giving him a hug. "What's wrong?" she asked.

"Huh?" he asked, alarmed, looking behind him then looking back at her twice. "What are you talking about?" She looked behind him, and saw Quil jogging towards the two wearing the same expression as Seth.

Yes, she thought, today is going to be interesting.

"Alright," she started when Quil joined the two. "What is up with ya'll?" she asked, shifting her weight to her right foot crossing her arms. Quil and Seth look at each other in alarm.

She only half listened to their stuttering answers, taking a closer look at the two of them. Their posture was rigid, their eyes wide and alert, looking every which way they could.

"Guys, seriously, just tell me what's wrong." she demanded.

"We... uh, we just." stuttered Quil.

"We had too much candy last night," blurted Seth. Quil glared at him for a nano-second, then looked at Mirabella.

"How much sleep did you guys get last night?" she asked, exhasperated.

"Like... three hours." Quil answered honestly, a thoughtful squint on his face.

"Guys!" scolded Mirabella. "Seriously, I get it was Halloween, but seriously? Get to sleep earlier." she admonished, turning on her heel, waving the boys to follow her into the school before bouncing up the stairs.

"If we could," the boys muttered under their breath as they hurried after her bouncing form, Quil shouting a joke at her he'd heard from his friend Paul the night before.

Mirabella laughed out loud as she pushed open the door to the school, feeling the warm air rush over her body and through her wet hair. She saw Embry running down the hall, looking right at Quil and Seth in a panic who were now conversing about a new video game that they were anticipating. As he caught sight of her, he slowed to a walk and then completely stopped moving, a defeated look on his face. She walked toward him to ask what was wrong, Quil and Seth still following her, not paying attention to the scene at all. Mirabella stopped walking. She'd seen the person behind her. It was too late.

The world around her grew hazy, and she only slightly felt the weight of another person crash into her only seconds before a scorching hand stretched out from behind, steadying her toddling form before the scene before her dissappeared and a new one came to life.

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"Mind your own business, Fuentes!" he growled at her. Mirabella hated being told what to do. Especially when she was angry. And boy, was she angry.

"You need to calm down, Jacob." she huffed. Although, she had no problem telling people what to do. " You wanna ruin your friend's wedding?" she demanded, adding fuel to her self-riteous kick.

"Why the hell do you care?" he exclaimed. She saw him take in a shuddering breath, and vaguely wondered if he was in anger management. In the back of her mind, she knew she shouldn't take one step forward. She knew it was wrong. She heard a far away voice say,

"Dont."

But she didnt listen. She stepped forward. "Jacob." she said. He stepped back, shaking, almost vibrating, uncontrollably.

"Stop." The voice was merely a far away whisper.

"Calm down." said Mirabella, in a softer tone now.

"Get away." tried the voice again.

"Calmate." she said, not even paying attention to the words escaping her mouth. She concentrated on Jacob, as if under a trance, and stepped forward.

"Not safe!" screemed the voice louder, but the sound of ripping cloth and growls filling her ears, drowned out the warning.

She screamed as a blur of brown surrounded her vision as she almost fell crashing to the damp, cold earth. Her skin tingled. Soon, her vision went hazy, and she started to see double of everything in her line of sight. Her heart pounded in her skull, adding to the dull throbbing of her head. She lifted a hand to the side of her face, and rested it there for a moment, as if that would stop the ache. She felt something oddly warm and sticky oozing down her hand in contrast to the almost freezing air.

She looked down at her hand and almost screamed again at the dark red liquid dripping. She started breathing heavily and only then did she notice that she was felt as if she was being burned alive; stung but a monster wasp all over her body. The cold air bit rellentlessly at her skin and she couldn't fight it. She felt dizzy as she tried to concentrate on the creature in standing in front of her, teeth shining in the moonlight.

"Jacob!" she tried to scream, but her voice didn't work. She felt her face flush, and her heart race even harder. Her eyes watered making it so she couldn't see anything straight. She saw the russet creature cower away, and she thought she made out a whimper.

She cringed as her head throbbed, craddling it in her hands. She heard twigs and branches snap and crunch, but didn't look up. It was useless, to look if she couldn't even see straight. She was dizzy and she felt as if she could lose conciousness at any moment.

"Jacob." she tried to say again, but still, her voice wouldn't work. She started to cry in despair. It felt like she sat there for hours, loosing blood and crying outside. But stoney arms picked her up and wrapped her in a blanket, it felt like.

"You're going to be alright." the velvet voice said. And then, the blurry and hazy world went black.

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The scene reappeared surprisingly surreal to her as she toddled back into the present.

Seth was standing in front of her, his back to her, his posture more rigid then five minutes ago, as if trying to block her vision. Quil was behind her, hand on her shoulder protectively. Embry stood with his back to all of them, arms slightly in front of him. How much time had passed since she was pulled into her memory? Why was it now so tense in the room? Why were the guys acting so strangely? But then, she understood. They had been trying to keep her away and protect her until...

But it was too late. She had seen him. Finally, seen him.

The side of her face throbbed painlessly, as if the scar was trying to let her know it was there. Her hand reached up to touch her face, and her fingers traced it, not quite touching it.

Her mind was racing, as they stood facing eachother. She stood there, studying him, remembering his face, his body, his being.

He looked different. But, she thought, but I hear two and a half months will do that to a guy. His hair was longer, and more shaggy looking. He stood tall, as if trying to prove something. His muscles were taught and tense under his brown shirt, and he wore jeans that cover his whole leg this time. His eyes bore into hers with an intense sadness that she swore she knew from somewhere else, but couldn't place it.

Mirabella stared at him, unblinking. She knew what she had do. She'd been going over it in her head for so long, she'd memorized it word for word. She then took a deep breath, telling herself not to be afraid and not to back down from what she knew had to be done.

"Guys, calm down." she said, part of the memory echoing in her mind. "I'm fine. I can handle this on my own." She gave them a weak, unconvincing smile. The three boys surrounded her at once, and Jacob Black stayed rooted in his spot.

"We're not leaving you." stated Seth, surprising everyone in the small circle. Mirabella blinked.

"Yeah. We're protecting you, no matter what, Mira." said Quil, not taking his hand off her shoulder. She was more than glad; being in the tight circle made her feel safe.

"Guys... I have to do this." she said, shakily. "Let me do this." she said.

"Okay." said Embry. The two boys looked at her in surprise. "She's right. She knows what needs to be done and we trust her." Seth and Quil stayed silent for a moment.

"Okay." sighed Seth. "We trust you."

Mirabella smiled, and took a deep breath, facing Jacob, who still hadn't moved. The warning bell rang, giving the two about four minutes to get to class. The three other boys had shuffled their way to first period, giving the two privacy.

"We need to talk." she said.

"I know." he said, looking into her eyes.

"Not now," she said, crisply. "Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow," she continued. Jacob kept his mouth closed. "We will talk. But I need to think about things."

"How do I know you aren't just saying that?" he sighed, raising an eyebrow.

"Because I just need to figure things out. I need some time, Jacob." she reasoned.

"And then? When you figure things out, what happens?" he asked.

"When I figure things out, then we'll talk. But until then, I need to think about things." she promised. "Bye Jacob. Don't be late for class." she said softly, turning and walking to first period.

How right she was. Today was turning out to be very different already.


A/N: Hey all! Okay, I wont even try to make excuses for myself. I procrastinated and when I finally tried to work on this, the flashback was a bitch... So I aplogize for the freaking two month wait... BUTTTTT... the One Year Anniversery for this story is coming up soon . I'm UBER excited! Eeep :] I'm hoping to have twelve chapters up by then, so it'll look like I update every month ;P like a good author. Haha.

So, anyways, what did you like, didn't like, want to see more of? Oh! And shoutout to anyone who can guess who the mysterious far away voice was next chapter! Promise that it'll come sooner than this one.

R&R plz! :)