So I decided that I will de going on to do forty chapters only! Than I'll be working on Damage in the Misy which will be in the Mark and Anna universe! Here's your update and please review as it tends to modivate!

Disclaimer: If I kat callan were Mrs. Meyer I would be writing books not this story, alas I am not so... I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT!

-The Sarcasm in Keeping Mark… How-

I was shook awake by a very handsome Indian man, boy. Hey I am a teenager and I will look at boys, men, uh Indians. No wait… I shot up and heaved into the bucket. This damned sickness is screwing with my freaking head.

"Uh Carlisle," the tanned person yelled, "She's puking again."

"Many thanks for the yell," I said in a raspy scathing tone. "You have caused my head a great pain… how." I told him in a monotone raising my right hand at 'how' (Horrible Indian stereotype, had to be included).

"Uh…"

"Anna," Carlisle practically shouted as he zoomed into the room.

I winced and looked at the man, boy again, "The white man has come for your women, hide… how"

"Anna, stop that, this is Seth-" I cut Carlisle off.

"Oh you're the little wolf, I'm sorry I don't speak dog, but it should translate the same… except they want your puppies… how."

"Anna, cease they are keeping your brother here as per your request."

"Carlisle I am aloud little fun, and the only Indian I've met is Jacob and let me tell you I'm not the same person I was when I first met him, so I have to try the jokes on-" I paled and took to the bucket again. "Holy mother of Mary, please tell me you h-" Shutters racked, my body, "Have something to stop this, please Carlisle. Oh god," I laid back down trying to pass the pain from the cramps, spasms, and aches, but still managing to be somewhat sarcastic.

The poor vamp doctor sighed, "As a matter of fact Leah has gone to get some medication that should take care of your symptoms as you, of course, have the flu."

"Damn it! Damn it all to hell," I howled, "Alas I have no will to continue! When shall the Indian Princess of the wolf come again? When shalt she relieve-ith me? Oh woe!"

"Anna, shut up nobody wants your mellow- dramatic sarcasm, and three out of the five people here wouldn't give a crap if you puked up your stomach causing you to bleed to death slowly."

"Oh sweet, sweet innocent Mark, you know as well as I do that the sicker I am the more sarcastic I get. And kid" I started seriously suddenly puttin' my feet on the floor, "you'd be, most literally, the first to faint at the blood I'd leave behind. Shall I give examples? I shall, '03, '0-" He walked into the room his glare cutting me off. "Ah there's Mark Clark Callan the bane of his own existence." I smiled fondly clutching my middle at the pain that shoot up it, and then Jasper appeared at his shoulder. "Ah the Major at his shoulder what a sight I see!" I leaned back into the couch grabbing a blanket and pulling my knees up so I could quell my chills.

Jasper growled earning a sharp look from Carlisle and an eye roll from Mark. Jasper leaned against the door frame and Mark walked further into the room taking the chair beside where Seth stood.

"Well, then guys I guess I'll start." I smiled, "Anyone have any three's."

"Can you be serious or one damn second Anna? What the hell were you thinking!?" Mark berated. The rest of the rooms' inhabitants slowly evacuated.

"I was thinking that I could relieve so tension, or were you talking about Seth because that was me trying not to… uh… never mind." I said blushing and shaking my head and turning away from Mark's gaze.

"You know as well as I do that was not talking about that, but I know what you were doing with Seth, you've done before, intimidation tactic three, remember Ann? Do you, maybe better than I do?"

"Mark-" I was cut off.

"No stop it now. I'm done. How-" he gulped, "How long Anna… how long?"

"Mark please I-"

"Answer me damn it!"

I got defensive, "That incident wasn't the first, sure as hell wasn't the last, and no promises about the future. Who knows if you'll have balls by then Mark, and until you gather some vestige of man hood you will get no promises from me." I spat at him in a quite hushed tone that spoke what yelling wouldn't.

"You can't honestly think you can, that you are… that you…" Mark stammered.

"I'm not omnipotent Mark, and neither are you or the rest of the Cullen's. I have my cards and I will play them until the other foot drops. You, Mark are, were only slowing me down."

"You aren't my keeper Anna!"

"I'm not Mark?" I asked, "Am. I. Not? Who took those beatings when we were taken to the 'cabin,' and after when we were told to do stupid shit that was impossible for two eight, ten, twelve, however year olds to do? We failed separately, but together we got parts done. That wasn't enough for him, so I took the blame for what wasn't complete when it was your jobs. Who, Mark because it sure wasn't you! I'm the one who stole the liquor to clean the cuts on your, our feet when he made us run without shoes! I'm the one that was beatin' when he found out! You puked on the training mat and I told father I did it because you were too weak! I'm the one who pushed you away when father was drunk! When he would go into our room during the middle of the night, I was the one that distracted him from you just so you could sleep, but no I'm not your keeper Mark!"

"You can't do that to me Anna I tried, but you wouldn't let me!" he said in a watery tone.

"No I wouldn't because you, you Mark Callan couldn't handle it. You tried, but I know that memory came back in the on-slaughter the other day. You had tried but you broke so I took it away and became your keeper, our keeper. Just until you could get free and now you are. And I'm done, finally done."

"Anna," he cried, "You can't just do this."

"I can and I will Mark. It's out of your hands and has been since you made me take those god awful memories, those beatings, but I fixed it and now we're done and you are no longer mine. Kid, I'm done." I closed my eye at the sound of his cries. I leaned my head against the couch, but the pain came in a wave, causing me to spasm slightly. I felt horrible just shoving him off to the first available person, but I have a job to finish before I can take him again. "Mark," I said opening my eyes. "I'm just doing this until I take care of some things, okay? I'll come back if you want me, but it won't be for a while."

"What Anna? What are you going to do?" he asked somewhat sharply before hanging his head.

"I have a few things to take care of and then I'm going to disappear for a little while, but don't worry I'll come back for you. I'm going to work something out with Alice when Jasper's not around." I told him in his head not wanting the others to hear.

"Why didn't you…"

"Like I said I'm pulling away from Jazz… so I can carry this entire thing out. They don't need to know. I trust you Mark."

"Anna… I… Okay just please be careful." He told me getting up and moving beside me. "That doesn't mean I'm not pissed. Why did you take half of those memories?"

"Some were for future memories to make sense; some were for your peace of mind. I love you Mark that the big reason."

"Who knew miss prissy could be loving." He joked.

"Eh, I couldn't come up with a joke… how." I laughed.

"That isn't even that funny," he laughed.

"You should have seen Seth face though. You have got to do it to Leah man she'd be ticked!" I barked then groaned. My mouth was all cotton-y I needed some water. "Hey do me a favor go get me a little water, please?"

"Okay, but you had better not puke on me after you drink it. Got it?" Mark told.

I waved him off, and watched him leave.

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