Rating: T/M

Genre: Supernatural/ Angst

Pairing: The Pack/ Victoria/ OC – Marie Swan

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Summary: She thought she finally had the source of her pain in her grasp.

Prompt: 'And so we meet again.'

Word-Count: 507

A/N: Couldn't resist another case of mistaken identity. Follow on from 'The Wrong Swan' and 'Prequels and interludes.'

I couldn't stand being inside anymore.

The sexual vibes Bella and Creeper Cullen were giving off threatened to consume me and now that the cast was off, I could begin the process of re-training.

La Push was my first place of choice – especially now the behemoth had decided I was worthy enough to be on his land.

I started off slow, not wanting to damage my ankle anew but even the gentle jog was a welcome relief, allowing me to build momentum.

It took a while for me to notice that someone was following my progress.

I turned but no-one was there.

Maybe the forest wildlife were keeping tabs?

Ha.

There was a sweet, musical voice behind me and I turned my head. Again, no-one was there. The next thing I knew, I'd collided with a rough form that was almost human, bar the granite texture.

She was only slightly taller, with pale skin, ruby red eyes and a mass of red curls.

Her lips broke into a smile. "And so we meet again."

XxX

The wolves were on the trail when a faint trace of wildflowers and rain scented grass lingered. They arrived at the clearing to see the red head's hold tighten on the girl that reminded them of Bella.

"Your friends are here. They're just in time to see you die."

The words were melodramatic and oddly humorous.

"I don't know what you've been smoking but maybe you should give it a rest?"

"You mock me still? It's your fault he's dead."

"We've never met and if my suspicions are true, you've got the wrong girl."

The red head sneered. "I don't know why everyone insists on protecting you. You're not worth it."

"Look Lady, I'm sorry Bella stole your man. You're not the first and you won't be the last. You need to back off and move on. He's dead and you're not."

The sharp imprint of the woman's hand stung her face. But she didn't have time to think as a pack of over-size wolves herded the woman off their lands, chasing her into the woods.

XxX

The Cullens were at the border when the wolves arrived. They had managed to tear Victoria's arm off but that was all.

Both Vampires and Werewolves had decided to band together to destroy the red head once and for all.

They agreed to train each morning and now the only problem was Marie. As Bella's sister, she was in danger by extension. Now she had encountered Victoria, the danger had increased.

The solution was to keep her in La Push as much as possible.

The problem was how much to tell her.

XxX

They soon found that Marie, like Charlie, worked on a 'need to know' policy. Her friendship with Leah was the biggest God-send and if Emily thought she would gain another confidante, then she was mistaken.

Marie Swan was a taciturn girl, more into practical tasks than gossip and baking. She wasn't a bit like Bella and Emily was determined to discover why.