Here you go my pretties! A nice, warm, fresh off the press chapter! Oh and I had the freakiest dream last night. I had a dream where Edward and Bella looked like those characters from "Robot Chicken" and then their heads exploded. How weird. Think it means something? Oh and you know what I just figured out, almost never thank ya'll for reviews in my ANs so without further ado…

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L POV

I felt the blankets underneath my fingertips, my hands searched for Dean- but they didn't feel anything. I sat up and looked to my left; nothing… no one. Usually he was here when I woke up. He might be visiting the Cullens… oh no!

Dean couldn't be! Mom is still dangerous!

I ripped the sheets off and grabbed my coat; I couldn't let something happen. I shoved the door, and ran out into the freezing rain.

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B POV

"Bella I promise you, you can see her again soon! You've been doing extraordinarily well!" He kept reassuring me over, and over again.

"Are you sure?"

"99% sure!" He said with confidence.

"Arg!" I growled and buried my face in the couch, 99% just wasn't 100%. "99% percent just isn't good enough for me Edward! I'm sorry but you've never been a mother! We stress over that tiny little ole' 1%." He scooted closer to me and lifted my chin with his finger.

"You'll do flawlessly you always do." He grinned brightly, I couldn't fathom his optimism. Alice flitted into the room and sat down, with a careful expression on her face.

"What's up Alice? More of those freaky visions?" I asked.

"No, no… Lizzy's coming. Just um… it's not to pay a friendly visit." I stopped breathing; my first reaction was excitement and fear- what if I couldn't control myself? My second reaction was even more fear, what could possibly be wrong? I felt Edward run over and swing the door open, Lizzy's scent would start to fill the house soon so I took in one last breath.

She and Edward walked into the room after a moment, their expressions worried.

"What's wrong?" Alice asked. Lizzy took a deep breath; she was tired from running all the way here.

"Um…. I was coming over to see if Dean was here, because he wasn't with me when I woke up." She breathed, and her head hung.

"Well he probably had to meet with the wolves or something." Edward offered her.

"Yeah, but I didn't know that and I didn't want anything to happen over here…" She looked at me and froze. Her eyes went wide and she stole a look at Edward, he nodded at her.

"It's alright." He whispered. "She's in control." I hated how she had to be reassured that I wouldn't eat her.

"Mom?" She took a small step towards me, I unconsciously stood up myself. "I'm sorry."She whispered, tears in her eyes.

"What do you have to be sorry for sweetie?" I said, trying to cover up the ringing in my voice.

"For… everything. Things are getting pretty bad and… I just felt I had to say it." I took a step closer and warred with whether I should or not.

I lightly took her in my arms and squeezed her to my chest; I did it as gently as I could manage. I laid my head on the crown of her hair, and pulled her tighter. I felt her warm arms wrap around me, and she pushed herself closer. I felt absolute delight when she didn't try to pull away. Now this would be the part, if this were a T.V. show, where the audience would go "awwwwww", but this wasn't T.V. The silence from Edward and Alice was deafening and slightly uncomfortable. I pulled away, unwillingly and turned to them.

"Ok…" I cleared my throat, sure not to breath. "Where is Dean?" That was the main concern here.

"Well he's not here we know that for sure." Alice offered. "Where else could he be?"

We all stood there for awhile just contemplating.

Where could he be? I mean in the time I've known that boy, he's been joined at the hip to Lizzy. He's never been without her, and I doubt he'd go somewhere long term without her. Well maybe his Mom missed him. Yeah that was probably it! I'd be worried sick too.

"Hey Lizzy, could he be at his house? I bet his Mom has missed him." I said, I felt just so damn smart. Her eyes went dark and a look of hopelessness came across her face.

"His Mom died 6 years ago from a drug overdose and his Dad has another family. He lives with His elderly Aunt. She has severe Alzheimers disease so she can't even recognize him most of the time… he sort of fends for himself in a way." (AN- And no I just did not just make that up right now, and that's not sarcasm, I'm serious)

My smile faded and sadness washed through the room. "How come nobody ever told me?"

"He just told me last night. I asked him the same thing, and he answered 'it never came up'."

"Maybe something happened to her…" Alice suggested.

"He would have told me wouldn't he?"

"Yeah of course he would have." Edward said unsurely.

"Yeah, I'm positive he would have!" Alice was suddenly animated.

"Ok… if you are all so sure then… where is he?" Lizzy asked. That was a very good question.

"Well a lot has been going on here lately, maybe he needs time. You both are still just children; you can't be expected to handle everything. He needs time. Just wait here awhile and he'll come around. He can't stay away from you for long anyway." After my speech I suddenly felt smart again. She thought about it for a minute or two and then she answered.

"I guess you're right…" Her voice colored with defeat. "I just feel so stifled, I have a feeling it's something else…"

"I'm sure it's not." Edward stroked her hair. "Are you hungry? I'll have Esme make something for you alright?" She nodded and made her way to the kitchen.

"How are you so sure it's not something else?" I whispered to Edward.

"I'm not…" He whispered back.

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L POV

"Lizzy, there's something I have to talk to you about." Edward said coming into the room and walking over to the bed.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Well it involves things you don't want to hear." He said solemnly.

"The suspense is killing me, just tell me." I said sleepily.

He sighed and took my hand in both of his icy ones. "You've got to go to school." I groaned crashed back down onto the mattress and pulled the comforter over my head and got into the fetal position.

"Come on Lizzy, be a big kid." Edward called from outside my little fort of fabric.

"No." I said childishly. "I don't wanna go to school."

"And I don't want have to stay indoors on sunny days, but I have to."

"But…. I'm tired... I need sleep."

"That's actually a common misconception, humans don't need sleep." What? I pushed the covers off and sat up in wonder.

"Really?"

"No, not really, but it got you out of bed didn't it?" He smirked, picked me up and set me on my feet. "Here are some 'Alice approved' clothes." He pointed to one of two piles. "And here are the ones that are appropriate enough for you to actually be wearing." He pointed to another pile with less colors and laces.

"Alright, now let me get-"He whooshed out of the room and I was left alone with the clothes.

As I pulled on the clothes- not caring what I put on- I was thinking. Would Dean be in school? If so, would he talk to me? Would he not talk to me? If he does, what would he say? Would he do something? Would we eat together? What's going to happen?

By the time I was fully dressed and presentable; my head was spinning with questions and uncertainty.

I took my sweet time getting downstairs; I was on the third step when I had a beautiful idea.

"I don't have my backpack." I announced to the living room. Edward magically pulled my backpack from behind his back and he raised an eyebrow.

"And now you do." He handed it to me and I stomped to the car.

When we pulled up to the front of the building, I scoured the lot for Dean- and came up empty.

"He's not here today, I don't smell his scent." Edward told me while staring straight ahead. I sighed and got out the car mumbling a 'goodbye'. I walked through the crowds of people and pushed the door open. Everyone must have thought I was PMsing or something, because I got a lot of curious stares, and when I stomped through the hall, a tiny little pathway would open up between people in front of me. They must be freaked out by my attitude, I have been ecstatic lately for… well obvious reasons. In this past couple of months I've gone from miserable, to joyous, and now, bitchy. I can almost imagining people making bets and guessing one what my next mood swing would bring.

I got to my locker secretly hoping, Dean had left a note. I pulled my locker open and my face fell when it had only the stupid old textbooks, trash, chewed pencils, and past Fs. I grunted and shoved my backpack inside, and slammed it. I heard a quiet voice behind me.

"Hey Liz, what's wrong?" I turned and saw Hannah staring at me curiously. I had secretly missed her, but I haven't gotten a chance to see her.

"Um… problems." I answered. I hated that I had to be vague to her big, kind caring eyes.

"Well you can tell me…" She whispered. "But not unless you don't want to…" She started to walk away, but I pulled on her arm. She turned around with hope in her eyes, but she composed her face trying to hide the joy she felt that I'd stopped her.

"I'll tell you in gym…" I heard the warning bell ring. I broke into a sprint to my first class.

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I sighed in relief as I saw the new coach we had- I did feel almost bad for getting our old coach in trouble. Almost.

Hannah ran up to me as we started walking around the football field.

"Ok now tell me! I've been dying all day!" She gasped and clung to my arm.

"Ok." I looked to see if our new coach was looking and pulled Hannah to the other side of the wall, out of view. I sank to the ground and motioned for her to sit.

"But won't we get in trouble…" She protested lightly.

"I don't want to risk anyone else hearing this." She nodded and sat down next to me against the red bricks of the school. I opened my mouth to speak- and broke down sobbing. I hadn't thought about the abuse for awhile now, and just the memories of it were enough to make me lose my composure. I brought my knees up to my chest, wrapped my arms around my legs and rested my head on top. I didn't want Hannah to see me cry like this. I should have prepared or something.

What I didn't expect for her to do –besides freaking out- was wrapping her arms around and pulling me close. She rested her cheek on top of my head and rubbed my back. She didn't even know why I was crying, but she comforted me anyway, no questions asked. She ran her fingers through my hair and hugged me tight while I cried my eyes out as I rummaged through all my repressed memories.

I finally gained enough grip to speak, but not stop the flow of tears. I lifted my head and Hannah released me and scooted back a bit, to listen.

"Thanks… I needed that…" I thanked her. "Um, there's something I need to tell you." I started playing with my fingers. She sat patiently and waited. "Well um you heard about my Dad dying… right?" I asked her.

"Oh yes I did- and I'm so, so, so, sorry Lizzy this must be hard on you." She out her hand on my shoulder sympathetically.

"Well that's the problem… it's not." I said, turning my head in time to catch her confused face.

"I don't understand…" She murmured.

"My Dad… Jacob… he wasn't the most gentle person ever. If you got close to him, you'd get bruised, if you got closer, you'd get cut." I said quoting a monologue I'd read, hoping she'd catch on. She didn't seem to because her expression never changed. "He hit me." She gasped. Ah she gets it now. "Not only hit. Punch, slap, kick, choke… among other things." I said sparing her innocent mind of these gruesome images. "He also did these things to my Mom… so I wasn't exactly, heartbroken when he died."

"Lizzy, why don't you talk to me? I'm your daddy, you love me" I remembered him telling me a million lives ago. (1st chapter) I didn't talk to you because you never let me, you insisted my mouth to be closed, and I didn't love you. Ever. I answered his question hoping that wherever he was, he'd hear it. I'd gained the confidence to finally say the things I needed to. I never came to you with my problems, because they would always be my fault and worthy of punishment. I never smiled at you because that was considered wrong in your eyes. I never told you anything because you could never understand me anyway. I never told you I loved you because I'm not going to lie to your face. I was never Daddy's girl because I had no Daddy.

I sat silent staring off into space, or at least that's how it looked to Hannah, I was really doing what I should have done years ago. She didn't know that talking to her about this was helping me exponentially.

"And… and… and" I tried to elaborate, but I broke down into sobs again. And that cycle went on for awhile until the period had ended…

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D POV

I'm not sure how long I've been running, but I knew I was somewhere in Canada, or maybe Alaska I didn't know, or care for that matter. I haven't eaten, because I was trying to get out of the area as fast as I could so by the time the Cullens or wolf pack would realize I was gone, my scent would have washed away with the rain, and they wouldn't be able to stop me.

It hurt more than anything to leave, I didn't think I could do it for a minute, but I forced myself to leave with the knowledge that this was what's best for the one I love. If I could only learn self control, then it wouldn't have to come to this! If only… if only… I would freeze hell over if that meant she got what was best. Nothing was too good for my Lizzy. My heart ached as I recalled her warm smile and big, open, loving eyes. I truly loved her, that's why I had to leave.

I ran through the Canadian (or Alaskan) forest in hopes of finding something to eat; I searched for something- anything that might tame my hunger. I caught the scent of a herd of deer, not too far away. I ran due northwest toward the herd with hunger being the only thing able to satiate my needs. I broke through the fringe of trees and lunged at the biggest buck I could find, it didn't feel right killing doe or fawn. It just didn't seem right.

I bit at his neck, my teeth make a cracking sound and the animal fell limp in my jaws. I was about to eat my sorrows away when the scent of vampire assaulted my nose. I recoiled and sniffed some more. Ok good not the Cullens… but who?

Three girl vampires- all pale white and sparkly in the northern sunlight- stood before me.

"This is our territory dog." The blonde one spat at me. I hated it when leeches called me stereotypical names. (Anyone see the irony in that?) But I was outnumbered so I decided it'd be best not to piss them off. I transformed back into a human, and took my clothes off my leg and put them back on. I wanted them to see I wasn't here to attack them. I started to walk away with my head hung low and stomach still empty.

"Wait." I heard one of them call. I turned around. "What's your name?" The blonde one asked.

"Dean." I answered without hesitation.

"You a new werewolf? You're kind of young." She said, I wanted to reply 'no duh', but I thought that might be just a bit rude.

"Yes." I answered.

"What are you doing so far from your pack?"

"Personal reasons." I mumbled as I hung my head and idly kicked a rock with my foot.

"Oh Tanya he's got it bad!" One of the others said to the blonde one- Tanya.

"I got what?" I asked, suddenly angry. They all looked at one another and looked back at me.

"Woman troubles." They all said in unison.

"So?" I asked defensively.

"Well I guess you don't want our help, dog. Go on and be miserable, we shouldn't care anyway."

"Wait! Um… there is one thing that could help…" My mind said 'shut up now!' but my mouth silenced my mind.

"And what is that?"

"Could you… let me be around you more, to learn self control? If I could just learn that then… I can go back to my life." SHUT UP NOW! YOU HAVE NO WAY OF KNOWING THAT FOR SURE.

"And what will we get in return?" Tanya asked.

"Well… what do you want?" What could they possibly want from me?

"You have to let us call you Dog without complaint, you have to stay outside because we don't want werewolf smell in the house, and… that's it. I'm not easy, but I'm not cruel." She smirked. "Do we have a deal?"

I stared at her outstretched hand for a second, before taking it in my own. "Deal."

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO? Did I do better?