The pups were quiet the whole way back to the reserve and the twins were too; but they were a more comforting quiet each hand held one of mine tightly in their own.

I had the older boys drop us off at Billy's and then ordered the boys to sit on the couch as I went and got Billy.

Uncle Billy sat in his kitchen and flinched when he made eye contact with me, "Bella your eyes…"

My magic was still thrumming underneath my skin angrily and a growl erupted from my throat, "Living room. Now."

I turned before he even stood and made my way back into the living room, where I paced. I could see the twins out of the corner of my eye casting worried glances but they seemed to know better than to stop me.

As I turned on my third pace, Uncle Billy had made it into the living room and I stopped.

"You will tell them what is happening. No more legends. Facts. They need to know. They were in grave danger tonight but they didn't even know it."

Billy nodded, "Is there anything else?"

"I need flashlights and a map of the reservation's boundary lines. I'll be putting up the wards tonight."

Billy's eyebrows rose, "Surely it can wait."

I took a deep breath trying to see if perhaps my panic attack from earlier was causing more issues but just as I started thinking like that I felt two sets of hands on my shoulders.

"It cannot wait."

"We'll be with her."

With the twins by my side, we hiked to where the boundary lines were on the map. Not far from the Blacks settlement.

Fred pointed to the territory limits, "Why aren't we going here?"

I shook my head and pointed to the older writing on the map that pointed to the boundary lines, "This is where we need to be."

Our flashlights flashed across a wide clearing in front of us only bordered by outcropping of rocks on either side. My eyes trailed from one outcropping of rock to the other a strange thought coming to my mind as I reached out my hand curiously.

"I need to test something first before we try setting up our own wards."

I closed my eyes and sent a tendril of my magic reaching forward across the expanse between the two outcroppings and across the boundary line, a shiver running down my spine as I felt a familiar sort of tendril reach itself back out to me.

"Boys, don't be too surprised if something happens. Don't do anything to rash for at least 10 to 15 minutes."

I smiled at their worried bewildered expressions before sending out my tendril of magic once more this time with a request, this time I disappeared from the field and reappeared into a dark space with a glowing center.

The glowing center grew and took the shape of a woman in silk woven garments draping over her shoulders.

"Hello descendant."

I blinked, "I came to ward the boundary lines of the Quileute tribe."

Her glowing features were gentle as she smiled, "As one of us would."

"One of us?"

"You are a white wolf, are you not?"

I shook my head.

"I grew up with the tribe as a friend, but do not share their blood. I cannot shift."

The woman smiled once more.

"How old are you?"

I shifted nervously, "I'm twelve. I'll be thirteen in September."

The woman's shoulders slumped, "So very young. Too young for your magical inheritance to arrive. However there is wisdom in your eyes, still so young." The woman's crystal eyes gazed off into the distance, "However, if you are receiving your inheritance so will he, you will not be alone. You will have him by your side, he will help you find the balance." A bittersweet smile came to the woman's lips.

Crystal eyes gazed straight into mine as if seeing all my plans they glinted almost mischievously.

"Go, my dear, strengthen the wards and give the warning."

I barely blinked and I was back in the clearing to find the boys rushing to my side.

"Where were…"

"...you, Bells?"

"I might have just met an ancestor, but I'm not sure."

The boys looked at each other before looking back at her, their faces set in determined expressions.

"Tell us exactly…"

"...what happened."

After debriefing them I looked at their expressions carefully to see them communicating through twin-speech and not vocally.

"What is it?"

They turned toward me, their brows furrowed.

"What do you know of magical inheritances?"

"Not much, just that they are rare. Often they are something that happens in a family that are descendants of a certain magical being."

"There is a test you can take at Gringotts…"

"We heard about it from Lee, he had a penpal in Greece…"

"...who was a descendant of harpies…"

"...thankfully their coming to age wasn't a full inheritance…"

"...however they are still quite beautiful and have a mighty stormy temper."

The rest of the night went by without a hitch. The pre-existing wards accepted my magic, making it more and more likely that I was indeed a 'descendant' of the strange glowing woman. By dawn it was finished.

The pups were asleep in a heap at Billy's when we came back and Billy drove us back to my house after explaining he'd told my parents I'd stayed overnight.

The twins and I both slept the next respective day away as jet lag and magical exhaustion hit us.

It was late on that following night that I woke with a gasp, I had dreamed of the creepy memory from the other dimension where Edward had watched as Bella had slept.

The night was oddly still, it was strange because Erik usually was sleeping at the foot of my bed but then I remembered he'd been taken out while I was resting since he needed to go outside. The bedroom felt too still without him, the bed too cold. Then there was movement by the window and I turned thinking perhaps he was there.

"Er…" my familiar's name dropped from my lips as the shadow lengthened into something familiar in its monstrosity.

"How did you know?"

My voice was stuck, I wanted to scream. Why couldn't I move?

There was an odd glint in the eyes of the monster that stood in the darkness.

"Or was it just an oddly specific guess?"

He was closer now. I knew so many horrible curses I could cast wandlessly and yet; why was I so petrified? Why was I so weak?

"Who are you really Bella Swan?"

Erik's barking from outside made me jump. He knew something was wrong. Most likely as soon as he was in closer distance to the house he could feel how terrified I was.

I could feel the tears rolling down my cheeks now and I felt like I was going to suffocate from the sobs stuck in my throat.

He was reaching for me, but my bedroom door was slamming open before he could.

The twins burst into my room like two valiant knights in the old fairy tales that warded off old evils.

I didn't even realize I'd closed my eyes until I opened them and found myself cocooned in the arms of the two older brothers I never thought I'd have the sobs finally letting free.

I fell asleep in their embrace. Erik at my feet, a twin to each side. The next morning my Grandfather arrived to ward the whole house so that no vampires could ever enter.

My mother was a deep sleeper and my father had been called into the station. So the boys had not mentioned the reasoning behind the wards just said it was for practical reasons since the legends in the area. Grandfather knew better, but did not ask anymore than what we were willing to tell.

When the boys asked later about it, I stated that I believed that my Grandparents would find some way to keep me away from Forks permanently if they heard about what was going on. But Forks was my home, it's where my pack was.

The twins seemed to understand even as they exchanged worried looks.

The twins had been trying to get Bella safely away for a day for a while and at last the perfect opportunity came.

Renee Swan was a loving individual and wanted to spoil the boys rotten while also dressing them up like her own pair of dolls. So they had given her their measurements and then encouraged her to take Bella out of Forks to go get them some new duds.

She was rather put out they weren't coming but seemed quite happy with the trade off that meant she would be able to spend more time with her daughter in her favorite activity shopping.

The twins waved as the women left, grinning ear to ear even as they saw Bella's skowl.

As soon as the car was out of view they turned toward each other their expressions turning to ones full of dark vengeance.

"Time to stalk…"

"...a stalker."

Each had a side pouch with an unlimited storage and that was weightless that Bella had given them for Yule. "For many future epic pranks" and that day was to be full of them.

First they strolled through town and peeked in here and there. It was a small town, still bigger than the one the Burrow sat near.

There were general stores, home improvement stores, little boutiques but what the boys were most curious about were the darker establishments. Often one level stretching half a block with rows of muggle vehicles called "motorcycles".

Large muggles in black leather, heavy boots and impressive beards could be seen coming and going from them.

"What do you think, Gred?"

"Perhaps another day when our target's not in sight."

The twin turned and saw his brother's narrowed eyes to the figure across the street.

"So what's the plan?"

"First observation then we proceed with Plan A."

"Righto."

The twins side-stepped into the shade of a building, glad for the Occlumency they'd learned when they first got to Hogwarts so that they wouldn't get caught by their own thoughts. With a wave of their hands they were disillusioned, and they began their stalking.

They found their prey far too easy to stalk and also very boring. He mostly frequented the library or pretended to drink coffee at the local cafe while people-watching. However, they did notice something about him despite the fact that he isolated himself; he preened whenever he caught wind of someone praising him for his beauty.

"Plan A begins."

The boys had no problem introducing themselves to some of the youth and soon the word spread of the handsome twins throughout town. While spending time they would send wandless extended whispers into people's ears about their target, before long they had their intended reactions.

Their target was starting to look uncomfortable. No doubt from all the strange thoughts that were coming his way.

Not just thoughts though.

Fred grinned and leaned forward as a girl named Anna leaned forward conspiratively.

"I heard that no girl is good enough for him."

Fred pursed his lips and leaned forward, "Perhaps he's not looking for a girl."

George tilted his head, "Oh a chap, well if he's too picky he'll never find someone!"

Fred and George leaned on either side of the ladies and narrowed their eyes on their target, "Doesn't he seem like the sort that's just unattainable."

George let out a boisterous laugh, "Just look at him! He looks like one of those men that would sparkle if the sunlight hit him."

Amber eyes met golden. Equal smirks on the twins faces.

"We just need to make him human, girls."

The smirks turned into wicked grins.

Plan A had succeeded, social distraction was a success.