Secrets, Werewolves and Coming Home

Back to Kim's p.o.v this chapter! I'm guessing that since only one person reviewed that most of you didn't like the Jared p.o.v chapter but I'm fairly sure I've gotten rid of the writer's block for now. Ok heavy stuff in this chapter, but I've put a little family banter in there so you guys can see how Kim relates to her family. Anyway enjoy!! AND please review!! Luv Junosphere

Oh and I'm not Ms S. Meyer, I'm just borrowing her characters.

Chapter 13 – Am I Missing Something

I woke up the next day to the sounds of my brothers arguing, something about a shoe? I moaned and rolled over, realising that I was still suspended from school. As the noise downstairs got louder, I groaned and got out of bed knowing that returning to sleep would be impossible. I stretched and rubbed my eyes as I looked over at the window and noticed something bright red fluttering around under the pane. My curiosity got the better of me and I went to investigate. Sliding the window open I discovered a folded slip of paper and to my intense surprise a rose, a red rose. Not like the tall, long stemmed variety that are really expensive and commonly found in florists. No this red rose was real, like the kind found in small cottage gardens, the kind that possessed a gorgeous smell, like the kind Gran used to grow. I lifted the rose to my face and inhaled its heavenly scent. Yup, definitely one of Gran's roses. There was a crash downstairs, I sighed and slid the window shut again. I wandered out of my room only to run smack bang into Dan, who was throwing his last shoe at Isaac's head. 'Hey! What's going on here?' I yelled stepping in front of Dan and walking halfway down the stairs. Isaac was shaking violently the expression on his face, murderous. I got to the bottom of the stairs and laid a hand on his chest. The shaking stopped instantly, 'Isaac calm down!' I ordered, pushing him into the kitchen. I sat him on one of the bar stools and shoved a massive bowl of cereal at him. 'Ok what the hell was that?' I asked after he'd demolished half of its contents.

'Dan stole my DSi and now he won't give it back,' he said passionately. I rolled my eyes of course they'd be fighting over a video game. I shook my head, 'Couldn't you have asked him about it at a more reasonable volume?' I asked indignantly, he grinned sheepishly. Grabbing another massive bowl of cereal I walked back upstairs, collecting Dan's shoes as I went. I found him sitting on my bedroom floor, knees tucked under his chin. I cleared my throat and handed him the shoes he'd thrown at Isaac's head a moment earlier then handed him the bowl of cereal. 'So are you gonna tell me where Isaac's DSi thingy is?' I asked fixing the most 'don't lie to me' look I could manage on my face. Mouth full of cornflakes he flashed me a grin, milk oozing down his chin. I smirked, 'real mature Dan! Where is it?' he was never any good at distraction. He sighed, 'it's behind the toilet,' he mumbled shovelling more cornflakes into his mouth. I shook my head in disbelief before thumping back downstairs to retrieve Isaac's DSi. Dan thumped downstairs minutes later ditching his bowl in the sink. I was perched on the counter munching on an apple. Isaac walked back into the kitchen and the two of them stood there looking at me, from the top of my head to the soles of my feet. 'What?' I asked raising an eyebrow.

'You need to eat more Kim,' Isaac said smirking. 'Yeah you're too skinny,' Dan added, I scoffed only in my household would you get teased for being too skinny. Sometimes I think if I didn't have boobs they would think I was anorexic. 'Don't you two have somewhere you need to be? Like school!' I said glaring while they scarped out the door, grabbing their school bags. 'Bye Kim!!' they yelled. 'Bye,' I said, knowing that they wouldn't hear me. Tossing my apple core in the bin I trudged back upstairs to discover who was sending me flowers. The rose had wilted ever so slightly, so I quickly ran back down stairs for a glass of water. Once the rose was settled I took a look at the note from my secret admirer.

Kim,

I'm sorry about yesterday. I'm sorry that Quil hurt you; I should have been there sooner. I need to talk to you soon...

Jared

I looked over at the rose again. So Jared was sending me flowers, how did he know I liked roses? Suddenly something came to my attention; I ran over to the window and forced it open. Looking around I realised he must have climbed up the trellis...and broken it. Spotting the broken pieces of wood at the bottom and without a thought to the fact that I was still in my PJ's I ran outside and retrieved them. Looking up from the ground my window seemed incredibly high. I hoped Jared hadn't hurt himself climbing up to my window. Over in the distance I heard what sounded like wolves howling. Feeling a little vulnerable I scooted back inside. I found myself once again sitting on my bed, bored out of my brains. As I sat there contemplating getting dressed my phone started beeping, thinking it was one of my girls I gleefully snatched at it.

Bored yet?

The first text read. Strange it was from an unknown number. Eliminating the girls, Embry, Quil and Jake, it left me with two options.

Who is this? And how did you get my no.? I texted back.

Crossing my fingers I chanted, 'please, please, PLEASE let it be Jared!' I was instantly rewarded.

It's Jared & Bek, Deb & Eve all gave me your no. I could feel my face warming and I was pleased that my friends were onboard with the whole Jared is good idea.

Are you bored yet?

Insanely so! U?

I'm all but ripping my hair out! I giggled at that remark.

I got ur message who told you I liked cottage roses?

It's either A. Bek B. Deb C. Eve or D. All of the above

Hmm! Is it D?

How did u no?

Ha ha ha I'm not stupid Jared I no my girls 2 well!

Touche! Listen I gotta talk 2 u

Yeah I figured with the whole note thing this morning...

I'm not kidding Kim! I really need to talk 2 u! It's important!

Whoa ok calm down sparky!

Alright, alright....Sparky?

Ask me again at a later date. Wat's rong?

It's better if I tell u in person. R u home?

Well yeah but I'm grounded over this whole fighting in skool business. Maybe if I behave til Friday I could ask about leaving the house on Saturday?

I chewed on my lip as I sent that one. Wandering over to my wardrobe for some reason I was thinking about the trellis. Dad only put that up about two months ago and the wood was brand new. There was no way the stuff could have rotted away so quickly............The boys around here were acting so strangely first Jared, then Paul and now Embry...Come to think of it Quil and Jake had been acting weird as well. Even my brothers were behaving oddly, but what do five guys from my school and my twin brothers have in common? Then it hit me the odd shaking that happened whenever they got angry............Paul in Biology, Jared at the beach and during yesterday's fight, Dan at the hospital, Quil on Halloween and during our argument and Isaac this morning on the stairs.

However Jake and Embry didn't quite fit into my little theory. I needed more information, miffed that Jared hadn't texted me back I quickly texted Bek.

Hi sweetie look I got a question 4 u. U no wen Embry disappeared did anything weird happen in his last few classes?

I bounced up and down where I sat. Suddenly my phone started ringing. 'Hello?' 'Kim, what on EARTH! You almost got me a detention; I had to convince Mrs Davis that I was busting for the toilet!' 'Sorry girl,' 'You're forgiven. What's this about Embry?' 'You know that day he disappeared did anything weird happen in his last few classes?' 'Well yeah apparently Mrs Palmer was at him about a question he got wrong and he just flipped out, Deb told me he almost ripped the door off its hinges as he left and he was shaking like he was having a fit or something.' I could hear the tears in her voice as she spoke, I felt thoroughly ashamed of myself. 'I'm sorry babe but I got one last question is Jake around?' 'No apparently he went ballistic in Spanish after lunch yesterday, poor Eve she was so shaken up she was sitting next to him when he snapped.' I nodded my head; they did fit into my theory. 'What are you thinking Kim, has it got something to do with Embry?' she was getting suspicious. 'I've got a theory about Quil, but nothing seems to fit,' I lied, feeling terrible. 'Oh ok, seeya babe,' 'Bye hun,' I said listening to the dial tone. Snapping my phone shut and tossing it onto my bed.

Running my fingers through my hair, I paced around my room going over the facts in my head. My theory about the odd things happening to the boys of La Push was sounding more and more true. Something odd was going on around here but what? Maybe the boys were getting sick? Well the fever and violent shaking they all had could explain that. But the intense bursts of anger didn't quite fit. I was missing something, I needed more information. I'd stopped pacing and was facing my bookcase, looking at an old dark green box that had been left to me in Gran's will. Then it hit me and I remembered something Gran had said to me when I was 10, I'd been sent back to Gran's for a visit because I'd been suspended for biting a boy at school. Hey I had my reasons the kid stole Isaac's lunch and he wouldn't give it back! But anyway she didn't tell me off she just laughed........................................................................................

'Ah Kimberly,' she laughed, shaking her head. My face turned red and I dropped my gaze, my curls flying across my face. Mom cut my hair to teach me a lesson, so now it was very short and wouldn't stay behind my ears. Gran lifted my chin with her hand, her own green eyes holding mine, 'it's not a bad thing my dear, wanting to protect your family, just be careful how you go about it,' she said patting my cheek. Getting up she took my hand and we walked into Gran's personal library and study. I liked Gran's study it was filled with books that were all about the tribe and the stories that had been handed down through word of mouth for generations. But in Gran's library had brought all the stories into one place, my favourite book was one that Gran had collected from the Uleys, it was a diary written by the wife of Levi Uley. He was second in command to Ephraim Black, who was the original Chief when Gran was little. Gran always read to me from it when I stayed at her house, it was like reading a fantasy novel because sometimes there was more fiction than fact in her words. 'Gran are we reading the Uley book today?' I asked hopping up down on the spot.

'Not today my dear, we are going to read something different,' I frowned slightly. Gran took a dark green box from the top shelf; it was covered in little flowers and had a solid gold latch on the front. Placing it on the coffee table she opened it and pulled out a small book with a faded deep red material cover. The cover was tattered and worn and looked very old, placing it on the table she pulled out a black photo album. The leather cover was cracked and faded though it didn't look as old as the red book. Closing the box she flipped open the photo album revealing a faded black and white photo that looked more brown than black. In the photo were two young boys and a young girl. The young girl was being piggie backed by one of the young boys and the two were laughing, the other boy was doubled over, clutching his stomach and laughing at the two others. 'Who are they Gran?' I asked, my eyebrow crinkling in confusion. She smiled at me, the wrinkles around her eyes fanned out and her green eyes sparkled. 'This is me my darling,' she said pointing at the laughing little girl. 'And this is my brother,' she said pointing at the boy doubled over in laughter. 'Uncle Gideon!' I crowed, I missed Great Uncle Gideon, he was funny and was always telling stories about Gran and Gramps when they were kids. 'And this is Caleb,' she said pointing at the young boy who she was being piggie backed by. 'Gramps!' I bounced off the couch and almost basically pressed my nose to the photo.

'Come on darling sit back and we'll look at some more,' she laughed, sitting me back on the couch. Putting the photo album in my lap, she showed me photos of her and Gramps as children, then when they were a little older, then there were wedding photos and then there were photos of Dad as a baby. Shutting the book, I saw that Gran looked a little sad, 'Gran what's wrong?' I asked, placing my soft little hand on hers. 'Nothing's wrong my darling, it's just that one day I won't be here and this will all fall to you, the women of our family have always protected those they loved the most even if it was to be their down fall. Someday my darling Kimberly, you will take my place here and protect our boys, protect our tribe, they will one day look to you for wisdom and guidance and you will pass these wisdoms onto your own daughters.' She said gravely, sounding very wise and not so much old but like she was part of something very magical and ancient, something that I would never understand. 'Why is that Gran?' I asked feeling very young and ignorant.

'Because my dear a choice was made by a woman of our family a long time ago, tying her female descendents in with her making it both our blessing and our curse, this my dear is our burden to bear, we spend our lives protecting our men from their own curse, it is what we live for, our reason for existing,' I felt frightened by Gran's words, they sounded as if they were condemning me to a life I never asked for, a life from the sounds of it I would never ever want.............................................................................................

The dark green box covered in little flowers with a solid gold latch now sat covered in dust on the bottom shelf of my book case. I was beginning to understand what Gran had said to me all those years ago, but for now the answers I needed were in this box. Pulling the box out of the book case I dusted it off, sitting on the floor I opened the box and took a look. Inside the box were the Uley book, the deep red book, the photo album, a letter and two books I didn't recognise. One was royal blue in colour with a gold band across the top, the other was pale green in colour and had a red rose painted on the front. I was confused what did Gran want me to do? Setting them aside I picked up the letter, it was addressed to me and in Gran's writing.

My Dearest Kimberly,

If you are reading this my darling it means I am no longer with you and strange things are beginning to happen again at La Push. I'm sorry my love, I only ever wanted to protect you and your brothers and sister from our curse, so if you blame anyone for your departure from La Push, please let it be me. I wanted you to be free of this my dear so you would not have to live your life the way I did, a life steeped in secrets, legends and lies. But fate planned otherwise, I knew from the moment you were born that you carried our burden; your green eyes said it all. When Sarah was born, I thought the curse had been broken, that we were free, but when you were born well I realised that we weren't. So now that my time is coming to an end, it is your turn to take up our fight.

My dear you and I are unique, our green eyes mark us for what we are, we are neutralisers, we are created to calm the raging beast that is threatening to take control of our young men and change them into werewolves. Yes my darling every single story, every legend I ever told you is true. Our tribe were descended from wolves and it is this form our young men take to protect our tribe from the cold ones. You my dear would probably know them as vampires. However Hollywood uses a bit of poetic license and gets things wrong as usual. My father, Levi Uley was a werewolf, I saw him make the change along with Ephraim Black and Quil Atera (not your friend, his great grandfather). I've met vampires as well, not something I would recommend doing but still it was necessary at the time and they weren't what you think. They were different, civilised and didn't kill humans – or so they claimed – with their strange golden eyes.

Since you are reading this it means that our young men are becoming werewolves once again. I've managed well enough on my own to keep a few generations of our tribe safe from their own genetics, but now it is your turn. I'm sorry my dear that I'm leaving you in the lurch like this I really wanted to explain this to you myself when you were older, but like I said fate has planned otherwise. In this box I've left you as much as the Council will allow to equip you for what the future will throw at you. The Uley book written by my mother, Deana, my journal and two other books you probably won't recognise. The royal blue one contains information on werewolves, the cold ones and more specifically the Cullens – the golden eyed vampires I mentioned. The pale green one contains information on a little known phenomenon called 'imprinting'. I've tried to compile as much as I can to help you, but there is not much.

Also, I've left my place amongst the Council and more specifically the Elders to you my dear. I know you will teach those old fashioned, fuddy duddies a thing or to, show them that Morgan/Uley spirit I know that's in you. I love you and your siblings with all my heart my Kimberly, please keep protecting them, especially the boys.

All my love now and forever

Gran

Lowering the letter, I let what I had just discovered sink in. Werewolves, neutralisers, cold ones, Cullens, vampires that didn't hunt humans!! Oh My God! What had I gotten myself into? Placing everything back in the box, I scrambled for my phone, finding Jared's number I punched in the call button. 'Hello?' Jared's deep voice rumbled across the line. My throat went dry, my tongue swelled up in my mouth. 'Jared,' I choked out past the sob I could feel building in my throat. 'Kim?' he sounded both surprised and confused. 'Listen, can you meet me at First Beach tomorrow? At around 10:30?' I asked, swallowing past the lump in my throat. 'Sure ok that's fine by me,' he stuttered out. 'Ok I'll see you then, bye,' I said hanging up before he could ask why I was panicking. Holy Shit what had I gotten myself into?

Out of the frying and into the fire for Kim!! Please REVIEW!!!