"Hi Sam," I said, opening the door.

"Hey," he said quietly, walking in. I led him through the house to the therapy room.

"Why the forties?" he asked, suddenly.

"It's the decade I was changed. That kind of makes an impression on you," I answered. We got to the room and I sat down on my chair and grabbed my notebook. Sam sat on the sofa, and leaned back. I noticed that he was one of the only werewolves that did not sprawl out when they sat down, but he tried to confine his frame.

"Get comfortable," I said.

He shuffled his feet a little.

"Alright, how are you feeling?"

He shrugged, "I'm okay."

"Is there anything that you want to cover this session?"

"Not particularly."

"What did you do this week?"

"Help Mom out at the store. She is giving me this hour off and a lunch break and still paying me for eight hours."

"Perk of working for family."

He smiled and nodded.

"How is the pack?"

"We are all tired. That red headed vamp is giving us a run for our money, and people are getting hurt."

"I know. How does that make you feel?"

"Tired. Stressed. Angry. I feel like if I don't stop her then people are going to die."

"Remember, I compared your life to that of like a police or something. You are seeing a lot of crazy stuff, so you are going to have to do some normal stuff to counteract it. So what did you do this week?"

"Well, I asked my mom over to dinner with Em. We talked about the wedding and stuff. Then I started watching ESPN. Its basketball season, and I don't really know how to play it besides, throw the ball in the basket. World cup is next month, and I like to watch that. Then, its pretty much hang with the pack, eat and talk. There is not much to do besides kill vampires."

"Sounds like you are doing pretty good. How has your mood been?"

"Um, You know happy when I'm with Em, mad about vampires, sometimes sad. It depends."

"Is it still shifting pretty heavily?"

"Sometimes I have to work hard to not phase, and sometimes it is really easy. I don't really understand it."

"Do you have times when you feel more agitated than usual?"

"Sometimes I am really patient with Leah, Paul, and Jacob, and sometimes I snap at them."

"Do you have extended periods of time when you feel like you are on the top of the world?"

"What counts as extended?"

"Like more than four days."

He thought for a minute. "Yeah. I tend to ride the high pretty well."

"Do you feel like you dont really miss sleep?"

"I handle being without sleep better than anyone else in the pack, but I figured it was because I was just more adapt because I had been at it for so long."

"Do you ever feel like you can't slow your thoughts down?"

"No."

"That is okay I am pretty sure you have mania. Alright let's talk about the flip side of the coin: depression. Do you ever feel extremely sad empty hopeless?"

He nodded.

"Tell me about it."

"Sometimes, I lie awake at night and think that I am some freak of nature, and nothing is ever going to go back to being normal. I won't be able to move off the land, or get a good paying job, or go to college. I just start to cry."

"How often does that happen?"

He shrugged and said, "Once a week."

"Sam, why haven't you told anyone?"

"It's pathetic."

"You are not pathetic. Look at you being such a good leader, and a big brother, and a fiancee. You are taking care of so many people and you are doing it when you don't feel well. That is not pathetic."

He smiled a little bit as he took the compliment.

"Alright, lets go over your safety plan."

Sam pulled out three pieces of paper that he had stapled together.

"What are your warning signs?" I asked. "These can be thoughts, moods, situations, or actions."

"Thoughts are 'my dad left me because I am unlovable or I am a monster'. Moods are 'being angry or not wanting to talk'. I couldn't think of any situations. And actions are 'cutting myself'."

"Good, a situation could be, a vampire hurt a human and you guys could not protect them. Does that make you want to self harm?"

"A little."

"Then put that down." I watched as he scrawled that on the paper. "Next?"

"Internal coping strategies. What can you do by yourself to remain safe?"

"What did you put?"

"Go for a run. Watch TV. Hunt Vampires."

"I don't want you hunting vampires by yourself so cross that off. What did you do when you were human to relax?"

"Hang out with Leah."

"By yourself."

"Cook."

"You know how to cook?"

He nodded. "Em loves to cook so I let her do it, but I can make just about anything I learned to help my mom out."

"Great, there are three good options. What is the next section?"

"People and places that provide distraction."

"Who can you call when you are upset and they will make you feel better?"

"Emily."

"Okay."

"Jared."

"And Paul?"

"Actually can I do Leah?"

"You can do whomever you want. Just tell them that it is for a safety check so they need to answer you."

"Okay."

"It's just Leah gets so much about my dad and being a werewolf and stuff."

"Sam, Leah is hurting, but she cares for you. Ask her if she is willing to do it and if she says yes, go for it."

"Alright, professionals to contact during a crisis. Who can I talk to? I am a werewolf."

"Me, Carlisle, Sue, and you can put Edward, he is technically a PA. And Sam, listen to me, if you legitamately think you are going to kill yourself, you go to the hospital. Sue is on the staff at Quiltite Health Clinic, and Carlisle is on staff at Forks Community hospital. I don't care if you are running a 110 degree fever, I don't care if it's expensive, I don't care if they ask you what's wrong and you say I want to die because I am a werewolf, and they think you're hallucinating, you go. You understand me?"

"But I can get us all in trouble."

"Sam when a suicidal person says their a werewolf no one takes them seriously. All they would think is that you need help, which would be true, and they would try to give it to you."

"What if I end up in the psych ward?"

"The only way you are going to the psych ward is if I thought it was the only way to keep you alive, and then who cares, tell them that you have a werewolf army and you have come to take over America. I don't want you to think, I can't go get help because I am a werewolf. If you need it, we will get it for you. Okay?"

"Okay."

"This is an Alpha Order."

"I understand."

"How can you make your environment safe?"

"Don't keep guns in the house, keep all the knives in the kitchen where Emily can see them."

"And no alcohol."

"But-"

"I mean it Sam. It screws up your meds."

"Okay," he said defeated and scrawl the amendment onto the piece of paper

"My favorite part, what was your reason to live?"

"Emily."

"Alright. Go eat lunch."