Previously on OUAD:

The brunette fae took a moment before shakily replying, "When I told you that you were fae…that was not a lie, just not the entire truth. You are fae, but only half. Your mother was fae royalty, but your father…"

"What?! Tell me!" Morticia snarled as she moved closer to Fauna who sighed, "A vampire. Your father was a vampire…. which makes you a hybrid."

Morticia stepped back from the woman in shock, she looked to the others who looked just as confused as she was.

A hybrid? Seriously? What was this 'the Vampire Diaries?'

Before she had time to process anything the first words that came out of her mouth were, "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?" before she proceeded to punch a hole in the nearest brick wall.

Morticia's Pov:

She knew she seemed to be glaring at the brunette in front of her but mentally she was just trying to play catch up.

'I'm half fae…and half vampire..how?'

But she didn't have time to process it. They were on an abandoned side walk in downtown Port Angeles, very much not the place to have a conversation like this.

Slowly she turned back to her family with a worried expression. Carlisle seemed to be having a mental conversation with Edward and Jasper was giving her such an intense brotherly look that she almost crumpled into an emotional mess right there. He moved to wrap her in a hug but she just subtly shook her head and mouthed 'later.'

Rosalie was looking at her with searing pity and remorse. The remorse she knew stemmed from her vampire side, but the pity she couldn't pin point the reason for. Perhaps it was how her life suddenly seemed to run full speed and never settle- or how her 'seemingly normal' relationship was about to get much more abnormal.

With a sigh she turned to Alice who was looking at her with venom filled amber eyes. She knew if Alice could cry she would be sobbing into her shoulder. The idea that she isn't seeing any of this must kill her, so she couldn't blame her. It was hard enough for Alice to get visions of her in danger, let alone life shattering revelations.

"Has anyone contacted the wol- the boys on the reservation? I know Carlisle was supposed to help Seth and Caleb with their history project." She tried to cover her slip up and looked to Bella to see if she noticed.

Bella seemed to be in her own realm of shock. She kept glancing between Morticia and the Cullens with a mixed look of confusion and curiosity.

'Oh great. This isn't going to help her theories. Well, she's already seen the fangs, might as well bring her along for the ride.'

"We called to let them know we had an emergency. They're waiting for us at the house as we speak." Jasper said as he wrapped his wife in a loving embrace. She smiled at the couple before grabbing Bella by the arm gently.

Bella startled at the contact and Morticia quickly pulled her hands away in surrender, "Woah, hey. Look, I know the fangs are scary but I promise I'm not going to hurt you so please let me explain." The brunette nodded her head gently, still a little shaken up as Morticia guided her towards the others.

"Listen we can't have this conversation here. There are too many ears, so I'm going to ride with you to the Cullen's house where we can all talk this out, alright. Please try to scream after the entire story has been told and please keep all hands inside the vehicle at all times, mkay?" She smiled when Bella chuckled at her attempt of a joke but her smile died when she noticed the look that Edward was giving her.

His eyes held so much pain, she couldn't help but go to him. As soon as she was in range he grabbed her in his embrace and buried his face in her neck. She recognized that this was how he calmed himself, it was a way to ensure she was safe- by smelling and hearing her blood rush in her veins.

She ran her fingers through his hair gently and whispered low enough so only vampire hearing could detect, "I love you. I'm here and I'm safe, honey. I promise I'm not leaving you."

He pulled back eventually and without thinking she reached up to press her lips to his. She had meant it to be a chaste kiss but as usual when his hands began to roam her waist all thoughts of propriety went out the window.

Had Emmett not coughed obnoxiously loud, they may have stayed in their moment for ages. But as soon as their bubble was popped she realized they had to go back to the reality that was their lives. With one last kiss she whispered, "later," against his lips before turning in his embrace to face the others.

"Alright, we all need to reconvene at the house. Bella, you can ride with Edward and myself, everyone else can pair up however they like and Fauna you better not be planning a disappearing act because I guarantee you won't like my response." With one last glare sent to the fae she let Edward guide her in the direction of the Volvo she had parked in front of the dress shop.

After a few blocks, Bella finally broke the silence, "So are we not going to talk about what happened back there? Morticia took down four guys by herself and now she has fangs? And how did you know where to find us, Edward?"

As She walked hand in hand with Edward, Morticia called back her answer to Bella without even stopping her stride. "Bella, sweetie…I think you'll find that in this family, the less you ask questions, the more answers you'll receive. I promise that you'll be filled in shortly but for now please don't attract any attention. The last thing we need is a blood bath on our hands."

Wisely, Bella didn't ask any more questions and they soon found themselves back at the familiar dress shop.

Edward instinctively opened Bella's door for her, which made her blush a bright shade of crimson, before turning and opening Morticia's door.

"Thank you," She murmured as she settled herself into her seat. Edward was obviously trying not to flash to the driver's side, but he still moved way too fast to be considered human.

He said nothing as he started the car, fiddled with the heating/AC and quickly threw the car into drive. Morticia was shocked that he didn't squeal his tires at the speed he was going.

As they began to quickly make their way back to Forks, Morticia was quietly mulling over what she knew Fauna was still holding back. If it was that easy to say that she was a hybrid then she would have conveyed that to her in a dream, but why wait until she popped her fangs? There had to be more to the story, something that she knew was either going to make or break her…and possibly Edward.

Speaking of Edward, he was still Stoic as ever, barely looking in her direction and that made her stomach twist in horrible knots. She knew he was very much pissed that she ran off without any warning as to what she was getting herself into but she couldn't just let Bella go through that on her own! She knew Rosalie would understand her reasoning, so maybe she should get the blonde vampire to step in on her behalf once Edward started his inevitable ranting.

A shock went through her as a cold, marble hand slipped over hers that she had laying in her lap. She looked up quickly and saw that Edward was giving her his award-winning smirk she was beginning to hate- it always meant that he was about to give her some smart-ass comment.

"You're staring. Why? Is it the fangs? It's the fangs, damn it. I wish I could figure out how to cover-"

He cut her off with a chuckle, "No. No, it's not the fangs. Although they do look adorable on you," She glared at him which resulted in another laugh, "I was just going to tell you that you have clearly won Rosalie's favor tonight."

Morticia looked at him in shock. "What?" He asked as his brow furrowed.

"Are you sure that you can't read my mind?" She whispered slightly eying Bella in the back seat who was watching the two with apt interest- even if she was trying to fake it by occasionally glancing out the car window.

"I don't have to read your mind. I know you enough to know what's going on in that gorgeous head of yours."

Her heart fluttered at the statement and she was sure she was blushing like crazy. Quickly she turned her gaze to the rearview mirror where she was met with Bella's shocked and embarrassed gaze. Instead of calling the girl out for watching them she just smiled full fangs at her and winked.

They spent the rest of their journey in comfortable silence but Morticia kept her hand in her lap, still clutched tightly to Edwards, absent mindedly running her fingers against his knuckles.

The rest of the family were waiting outside once they finally made it down the long winding driveway to the house. Fauna was nowhere to be seen, which caused Morticia to raise her eyebrow as she scanned the scene in front of her.

Carlisle's face was calm but she knew mentally he was asking Edward no less than fifty questions. As the three of them approached she could hear raised voices coming from inside the house. It wasn't fully yelling but was gaining the title.

Her confused gaze prompted Carlisle to answer her question in that ever soft voice of his, " I believe Fauna and a certain Mr. Black have had quite the disagreement. It seems as if the question of who was your favorite came into play once she began to explain everything and well-"

"YOU POMPOUS ARSEHOLE. I WOULDN'T TOUCH YOU WITH A THIRTY FOOT POLE ON A GOOD DAY! UGH YOU BLOODY-" A loud crash could be heard, cutting off Fauna's statement.

'What could Jacob have done that would be so horrible? It's not as if…Oh, shit. Tell me he didn't imprint.'

The look Edward gave her was enough confirmation and Emmett's loud chuckle solidified her theory.

"I bet you $100 that the little fairy beats the big bad wolf." Emmett said in a mock whisper to Jasper who smirked and clapped him on the shoulder. "I'll take that bet."

Morticia rolled her eyes at the display and moved to be the first one to enter the house.

"well I guess that I am the only one brave enough to face Fauna's anger." She called back to the others as she stepped into the foyer, already sensing that Edward was close behind.

The sight that welcomed her nearly made her choke on laughter. Fauna was brandishing one of Esme's rarely used silver cooking knives out in front of her as Jacob cowered in the corner. The rest of the wolves watched from the opposite side of the living room in awe as the brunette fae proceeded to stalk Jacob in obvious anger.

"If you think for one second that I would lose my focus and let her be in danger…you are dead wrong, wolf. You don't know a thing about me and you likely never will so why don't you just put that silly imprinting business out of your pea sized brain, mmkay."

Morticia knew she had to intervene before Fauna turned Jake into a wolf shishkabob. While the idea did seem interesting, it wouldn't be as nice to see Esme's lovely floor drenched in wolf blood.

"Fauna!" she cried as the brunette finally acknowledged her presence. "Care to tell me what the hell happened between the two of you in such a short amount of time?"

She put her hands on her hips and watched as Jacob shifted, giving her a sheepish look.

Morticia groaned into her hand, "What did you do, Jake?"

"Hey! How do you know she didn't do anything?!" He cried as he pointed at Fauna who was still holding the knife and raised it threateningly as he said that.

"Which one of you has the short temper, Jake? You clearly are the one who instigated whatever the fuck I just walked in on. Speaking of…don't all speak at once but somebody better get to talking."

It was then that a separate voice rang out to her, one she didn't expect to hear.

"Um.. I think it's safe to say that Jake found his imprint…and then successfully pissed her off." Caleb moved out from behind Seth slowly and gave her a charming smile. She noticed that they quickly joined hands and the loving look they gave each other made her heart warm.

"What are you doing here Caleb? I thought you were-." She stopped short because she realized that in the craziness of the last few days she truly hadn't kept in touch very much with her cousin. How self-conceded could she be? Caleb was probably crazy excited to tell her all about Seth and she wasn't there for him…..

Caleb shrugged and leaned into Seth slightly, "I was on the Rez, hanging out with Seth when he was called to come here and when I heard that it involved you I told him there was no way he was leaving me behind."

She smiled at him brightly but the smile diminished when she realized what was about to transpire that night. The whole truth was going to be made apparent and her truth was going to be broadcasted to every supernatural being in the room. Great.

"Caleb, there's nothing wrong, there have just been some- ah, new developments…with me."

He gave her a confused look but she continued, "Just trust me, it's all a very long story but I need Fauna to calm down to help me tell it." She turned to the couple still fighting in the kitchen. "Do you two think you can calm yourselves for the evening or do I need to get the water hose?"

They both looked at her with annoyance but she refused to back down.

'They can deal with their relationship issues later. I need answers right now and I'd rather not have to deal with a weird imprint sexual tension.'

Right as she thought she could finally get everyone settled and the conversation started, the universe decided to fuck with her plans once again…. of course.

Bella swan chose at that moment to burst into the room, surprisingly without tripping. She looked at everyone in the room before she settled on Morticia.

"The Cullens are Vampires?! That's the secret everybody's been keeping!"

Morticia just threw her head back and groaned in response, "I so don't need to deal with this today. Fuck." She rubbed her temples softly, already preparing for the raging migraine when she heard Jacob's roaring laughter.

She opened her eyes to see Paul looking at Bella in astonishment…almost as if he…no fucking way!

'Well it seems like Bella Swan was always meant to be in the world of the supernatural. That makes things a tad easier I guess, but not for Paul it seems.'

Bella was looking at Paul in slight revulsion and it made Morticia smirk. She knew Bella was definitely not going to be one to take shit from Paul, even with the imprint.

"Will somebody tell me why that guy is staring at me…and why do you guys all have those tattoos?! Jake, did you join a cult or something?!"

Deciding that this would indefinitely go one forever, she decided to quickly shut down her rambling.

"Bella, I swear everything will be explained, but I think that specific question can only be answered by Paul himself. For now we have other things to discuss." Turning to the direction of the front door she called, "You can come in now you cowards! I did most of the ice breaking and damage control!"

The rest of the Cullens made their way through the door silently, but they all had amused faces, especially Emmett who was trying to get a rise out of Rosalie.

"Come on Rose, she was gonna find out eventually. I just thought I should give her a push."

"You were just showing off for the human, Em. You did nothing but agitate her."

Morticia looked at Edward in confusion as he walked to her side and grabbed her hand.

"Emmett decided to show Bella some of our…talents, and made a show of lifting the car….the rest you can imagine." His eyes were sparkling with amusement as he relived the thought.

"You can't be angry with him. I did punch a brick wall right in front of her and showed my fangs. I think she already knows there is something strange here." Morticia turned to Fauna, "Speaking of fangs, any idea how to make these guys go away?" she asked flashing her slender, razor sharp teeth.

Fauna, having calmed herself and situated herself a great distance from Jake, shook her hand, "Of course, Darling. It's all in the glamour magic. All you have to do is envision yourself without the fangs and they should just pop away. They'll always be there when you need them, but I can see how you would need to hide them from humans. Please not the eyes though, love. They were your mother's."

Her head whipped around at the mention of her mother. "I think it's time we put everything out in the open, Fauna, and I do mean everything."

Fauna looked conflicted," Are you sure you're ready to hear everything, love. It isn't the happiest of tales."

Morticia straightened her shoulders and took a deep breath, "I need to know who I am Fauna." She looked back at the others in the room, the ones who had become her pseudo family, "And they need to know the full story as well. It's time."

Fauna paused for a moment then motioned for her to take a seat on the nearest couch. The others chose to stand, not entirely knowing their place at the moment.

Morticia began to worry when Fauna refused to meet her eyes and seemed to falter every time she tried to speak.

"Please remember, dear, that my sole interest has been to protect you. I would never, ever wish to harm you." She shot a pointed look at Jacob and Morticia could guess that was likely what they were arguing over earlier.

"why don't you start with why I have fangs. You said that my father was a vampire, but I thought you said that my parents were fae royalty?"

"Yes, that much is true, love. Your mother, Athenodora, was next in line to be Queen. She was to be married to a fae suitor of her father's choosing but then she met your father, Vladimir. Oh, how he fell so fast in love with her. After a fortnight, the two had planned to run away with each other and what they didn't know was that your mother was pregnant with you at the time. Your father, Vladimir, was what you would call a traditional vampire. He had afflictions to the sunlight and a very rare herb, I believe you call it vervain."

Morticia had to interject, "Wait, so you're telling me that my father was a full-on Vampire Diaries type vampire?!"

Fauna smirked, "Where do you think they learned it all. The best television is based in fact you know." She then continued more somber, "Your grandfather Kind Stephen was furious when he found out about your mother's dalliance. He ordered Vladimir to be killed and for you to be as well. It was on the night that you were born that your parents entrusted me with your care. We three decided there in that room that you had to be hidden from our world. Your grandfather as well as others seeking your power would stop at nothing to have you killed or your powers stolen. It was I who brought up the idea to conceal you in another realm, but I knew your powers would be too great for my magic, so I put in a deadline. The Illusion would end three nights before your twenty first birthday as that would be when you would reach maturity and your powers would show."

'That's exactly the same time I was transported here, and right around the same time as my 'fight' with the wolves…crazy.' She thought as Fauna gave her a stricken look.

"There's something you aren't telling me…isn't there."

Fauna hung her head and replied in a voice filled with tears, "I didn't have enough magic entirely on my own to send you here, darling. For my magic is only equal to that of a servant. Your mother…she sacrificed herself to give me the power needed to save you. I'm so sorry love, there was nothing I could do. Your father tried to-" But her voice was drowned out by the heavy ringing in Fauna's ears.

"Is he dead too?" She asked in a numb voice. Her eyes were swimming with unshed tears as she looked at her 'godmother'- that is if she could be called that. "Do I have anyone left that you didn't magic up for me?!"

Fauna's eyes lowered and it sent a pang through Morticia's heart. "He isn't confirmed dead, love. It's just that, after your mother sacrificed herself and your grandfather waging a war with vampires- he…well, to put it plainly dear, he vanished. No one has seen him since that night."

Morticia closed her eyes in grief. 'Of course, I'm the reason the woman he loved is dead and who would want a hybrid for a daughter. Not entirely vampire- not entirely a fae….one of a kind, ain't that a bitch."

She could tell that everyone was waiting for her response but the overwhelming stares made her feel as if she were being put on trial and she needed to get out. NOW. She could almost envision the walls closing in on her and she tried to shoo the image away.

"Um, I think I need some time to myself please." She murmured as she hurried to wipe her eyes before anyone could see. "Fauna you and the Cullens can explain everything to the Boys and to Bella, I just need to- excuse me." She left in a hurry and refused to meet anyone's gaze.

Foregoing a jacket or keys, she made her way into the forest that seemed to call out to her with a comforting embrace. She didn't know how long she walked for, but she knew it had to be quite far once she saw a familiar abandoned graveyard up ahead. It seemed as if she had stumbled on one of Fork's rare hidden gems. She discovered this graveyard when she had first arrived with Caleb. He had hinted that there was more fun to be had in the small dismal town and proved himself right. Since then she found herself frequenting the grounds whenever she needed to clear her head.

She made her way to the large gothic mausoleum in the center and settled herself on the stone steps. The weight of the situation bore down on her shoulders and she crumpled with it. A sob broke from her chest and it was as if she opened the flood gates.

'It's my fault. I killed her. I got my mother killed.' She kept repeating it inside her head, secretly hoping that she was wrong. The harsh reality that her entire life had been fake made the sobs peak. She would never get to play hide and seek with Damon or hear her mother's melodious voice carry through the kitchen on a warm summer day….all her best memories were false...how could she believe in anything anymore if she didn't even know who she was?

She spent a long time laying down on those broken-down steps and after a while she began to sing softly a song she held so fondly from her childhood.

'Masquerade!
Paper faces on parade . . .
Masquerade!
Hide your face,
So the world will
Never find you!'

Looking up at the bright shining moon, she smiled as the remembered her mother's love for the song- well her adoptive mother. She always told her to go through every day as if it were a masquerade ball- make a statement and try to see beneath people's masks.

She was so lost in her 'memories' that she didn't hear the soft footsteps nearing her way. A few moments later she heard the person settle beside her yet she refused to acknowledge them- she didn't know where to begin.

"you know I have to admit, I thought everybody had forgotten about this place. I'm surprised that it's still standing." Carlisle's honey sweet voice shocked her into bolting up from her position.

He chuckled at her and moved to relax beside her. She gave him an odd look, "Ok, who put you up to finding me and how did you know to look for me here?"

Carlisle was silent for a moment before he spoke, "You may be surprised to learn that I volunteered and as for how I found you, well I just had to look for the one place in this town that practically screamed 'Morticia Addams'."

His teasing worked as it pulled a weak laugh from her. "Caleb totally squealed on my hiding spot, didn't he?"

"Like an angry swine." Carlisle winked and the two settled into comfortable silence. It wasn't until minutes later that Carlisle broke it.

"I won't pretend to have my son's ability to read your emotions…but I can guess that you are in quite a bit of pain and I'd like to help if I can."

She scoffed," Carlisle, I just learned that I'm the reason my mother died and my father fled- I think I need more than therapy at this point."

"Be that as it may, having someone to talk to is always a nice start."

Morticia sighed and looked away before responding, "What am I, Carlisle? I'm not human I'm a hybrid. A freak. How the hell am I supposed to act like I have my shit together when life keeps throwing this at me?! My entire life I felt like a freak in my own head and now I find out that I'm just as much a freak outside as in…How am I supposed to take that?"

"You are many things Morticia, but a freak is certainly not one of them." Carlisle put a comforting arm over her shoulder and the dam broke once more.

"I think I'm worse than that Carlisle. I…can feel the darkness inside of me with that power. I could feel it when I saved Bella from those guys- I wanted to kill them, and I felt happy to do it! What if I hurt someone I care about! What if its Ed-'" She choked on a sob and turned to embrace Carlisle who softly petted her hair, trying to ease her sobs.

"As much as I pride myself on seeing the good in humanity, I am not too prideful to know that everybody has darkness inside them, even my lovely Esme," Morticia had to chuckle at the idea of dear sweet Esme Cullen being anything else but kind to anyone.

"It isn't the fact that you have that darkness inside you, Morticia, it's how you choose to deal with it…. I must admit that I myself have even had times where I wanted to give in to my own demons. Even today, I worry that I might slip and hurt someone innocent." His voice tightened and quieted towards the end.

His revelation sent a shock through her. She always thought that the Cullen Patriarch's control was somehow ingrained in his makeup and it never occurred to her that he may struggle with his control like Jasper or the others. Even though he had centuries of experience, he would never let himself become comfortable or careless. She admired him for that, and she could see why Edward held his father in such high regard.

Carlisle turned to her with warmth in his gaze and moved a lock of hair out of her face. "Darkness or not, I have no doubt that you Morticia Addams, have brought great joy and life, not only to my son, but to our entire family. You may not see things as they are right now, but give it time. I promise you aren't alone in this."

Morticia smiled and gave him a fierce hug, murmuring into his shoulder, "Damn you and your gentleman London upbringing. I swear there is no arguing with those puppy dog eyes."

Carlisle laughed heartily and she felt the vibrations in her chest, "I'm sure I can do better, but thank you either way. Now, I believe people are beginning to miss us, especially a certain telepathic son of mine. Are you ready to face the masses, petal?"

The nickname shocked her, "Petal? That's a new one."

The Cullen patriarch smirked, "I seem to remember you bringing my attractiveness into question since you think I abandoned my native tongue, and I did make a promise after all."

'wow, he really remembered. Most men can't remember what they had for breakfast.'

He held out his arm and she took it gently. As the two began their trek back to the house, she asked, "so….is there any way we can make the accent change permanent? Because I would die to see how the women of Forks reacted if you suddenly became British."

The only response she received was his roaring laughter that scared away some birds nesting high up in the trees.

'Maybe things won't be so horrible after all…maybe, just maybe I've finally found a place where I fit in.'