"Teddy!"

Twin heads of ginger peeked around the corner curious of who I was on the phone with but I just waved and smiled.

"Wheels in at six?" I wiggled my eyebrows at the twins who were now on their knees silently begging to know. "We'll be there at five thirty, see you then."

I hung up the phone on the wall before turning back to the boys and leaning back on the counter.

"So how would you like to try the best fish and chips in Washington state?"

Fred scoffed, "No one can beat Brits at a good fish and chips."

I shrugged and grinned, "That may be so, but this place is special."

After the boys were dressed to go, both wearing t-shirts I picked out for them while shopping with my mom. (Fred: "I want to believe" dragon shirt; George: "What doesn't kill you, gives you XP" shirt)

With my jacket looped through my arm, I skipped ahead of the boys.

"Come along now, Teddy's waiting for us."

The boys trotted up next to me curiously looking at my features as if trying to get the answers to all their questions from them.

"So you never said…"

"...who this Teddy is."

"Oh, he's the owner of a biker bar." I kept walking with my hands in my pockets even as I felt the two of them stop behind me in shock before running to catch up, each grabbing an arm.

"Do you mean…"

"...one of those dark…"

"...buildings with the big guys…"

"...with leather and tattoos…"

I laughed as the twins overlapped their speech like never before, "Yep."

"Wouldn't your dad…"

"...not like you hanging around places like that?"

I smiled and tipped side to side to bump both of their shoulders as we came into town.

"My dad's been the police chief in Forks since before I was born. A lot of people respect him, good and maybe not so good people." I wriggled my nose as the air got a little nippy, "We don't get a lot of crime here in Forks, we are kind of known as the place for second chances. A place where people go that have been rejected everywhere else."

The boys walked silently by my side for a bit as we walked through the streets of my town that were quieting down as most people were heading home. There wasn't much for nightlife in Forks, except for the youth club and several bars.

We were nearly to Teddy's when the boys went rigid beside me, their arms wrapping tighter around me. I sighed, not bothering to look behind or around.

I pointed to the two story bar up ahead with a couple bikes out front, and the neon sign out front.

"It doesn't matter if the stalker is here, we are at Teddy's and soon he'll have a whole bunch more to contend with than just us." Even with the twins beside me, I missed Erik but I had asked him to stay home and protect my mom.

The boys though had turned their heads, "He's got others with them. They are crossing the road and heading our way, Bells."

I sighed and kept my spine straight, "Trust me and head straight for the bar."

Right as they were almost to the bar's saloon like doors they swung open and out came Teddy with his beaming grin. His dark hair was a mess as always while his mustache and goatee beard were in immaculate condition.

He spread his arms out wide, "How's our bar's mascot?"

I laughed and gave him a hug. This man was as much an uncle to me as Billy was, except instead of cousins he gave me more uncles with his business. My dad, of course, had done thorough background checks and none of them ever had any iffy backgrounds when it came to kids however other crimes as long as they paid for their crimes he gave them a second chance.

"Why aren't you wearing your jacket?" He looked down at my arm that had it slung over.

I laughed, "It just got cold. Britain is so much colder than Forks that I've gotten a thicker skin."

He pouted, his dark brown eyes looking all big and puppy dog-like.

"Fine, fine. I'll put it on."

"You better, when they come they'd be sad to see you not wearing it." Teddy then turned over to the twins who were in between keeping an eye on the Cullens and eyeing the exchange with quizzical looks at the same time. "Who are these two lads? Not your boyfriends?"

"Why do people keep assuming that? No, these two are my besties from the private academy I go to. I've pretty much adopted them as my older brothers. Fred and George. They are a bit distracted, they are a bit protective right now."

Teddy glanced in the direction the boys were looking and I caught how his eyes narrowed, "Do I need do something about it?"

Just as I was about to turn the sound of distant motorcycle engines made me grin wickedly, "I think the clan should be enough to frighten them off for now."

It had gotten a little foggy so I knew we'd have to signal the gang in.

"Can I have the boys signal them in?"

Ted nodded and handed me the light sticks (more like bars that were battery operated).

"Any new members, Teddy?"

He shook his head.

"Okey dokey artichoke. Then there's enough spots." I handed the light rods to the boys, "Hold these, while I put this on."

George nodded, while Fred looked over at Edward who stood across the street staring at her alongside a couple of other vamps.

"What about him?"

I shook my head, "He's not making a move right now and once the gang's here he's going to see another reason why we are not to be messed with."

As I slipped my leather jacket on, I heard Teddy reassure the boys.

"Bells is one of us. If that boy tries anything he's in for a world of hurt."

"Now come Gred, Forge and I'll show you how to signal in the gang."

I smiled as I saw some of their excitement come back into their eyes as they galloped after me.

~Perspective Shift~

The jacket had a bell that was ringing with a pair of what looked like angel wings sprouting from it. "Teddy's Bar & Doju…" was over the top half and then below the graphic was "Mascot".

"Why are we here?" Rosalie whined to his side.

Emmett spoke up, "Their kind tend to not like us, they can tell something's off. We should head back to that club."

Edward shrugged them off, his eyes narrowed on the back of the girl as she directed the two boys how to signal in the center of the road.

Soon after the street rumbled beneath his feet as a dozen motorcycles rode up to the bar, the girl merely skipped backwards grinning, pulling the twins after her.

As the burly men got off their bikes, the girl went right up to them. Some lifted her up and swung her around her laughter ringing into the night air. It was a pure sound. Something uncorrupted, he found himself yearning to hear it again.

Suddenly he stiffened as the only female of the group attacked the girl from behind.

Rosalie swore beside him, "What is she?"

This time she looked interested as well as they watched the girl parry several of the woman's lunges before going to strike and being flipped on her back.

"Damn." Emmett mumbled to the side.

The girl got up though and just laughed, "I'm out of practice, Sals."

Then it was as if the whole gang stiffened as one and turned eyes glinting toward where Edward, Emmett and Rosalie had partially hid in the shadows.

~Perspective Shift back to Main~

I watched as Edward and his siblings finally left letting free a sigh of relief.

I turned back to find Gerald, the leader of "Bell's Wheels", looking down at me with a disapproving look.

"I think it's time ya' tell us what's goin' on, don't you?"

I sighed and looked at the twins who both had their arms crossed but nodded in encouragement.

"Come on, sugar. Let's eat and the boys can fill the men in." Sally took me by the arm and led me into the bar where Teddy had already set up the longest table in the back for the gang and a nearby booth too.

At my questioning glance, Teddy nodded toward me. "Your dad called, he's stopping by for some grub."

Sally had me sitting on her lap when the boys came in, she was always an odd sort of woman. All sharp edges, needle like wit and poison dart eyes.

However, I knew where some of it stemmed from; I heard her talk to some of the women she trained. Due to past experiences she was no longer able to have kids, but she always said she didn't think she would be a good mother; too damaged. So I called her 'sis' ever since then, I think she knew I knew but she never said anything so I never mentioned anything.

The Dojo had always been a place for those who needed an outlet, either to train for their next match as boxers or train others to defend themselves without resorting to weaponry. It was a place to teach you to survive.

When I was younger I would come by after elementary school and sit and watch; soon enough though Sally was teaching me to defend myself, to protect myself.

As the boys pulled out their chairs in front of us, I went to get off Sally and she wrapped her arms tighter around my middle. Her body alert and senses in hyper awareness as she looked for signs for danger inside the bar that was as much a home as being free upon her bike was.

"I don't like how he looked at you."

I patted her hands, and sighed. I guessed it was going to be one of those times her maternal instincts kicked in.

A giant hand patted my hair, "Hey."

I looked up to see a scraggly golden beard, wide grin and blue jean eyes.

"Hey, Sunny."

He sat down beside Sally but not before placing a giant pitcher of beer in the center of the table but out of reach of the boys.

I looked over to the twins, "How are you two doing?"

Their eyes were wide as they looked around themselves but as soon as I spoke they immediately focused.

"They were all more…"

"...than we'd ever dreamed…"

"Everyone is so protective…"

"...of you, but so are we."

"Yeah, that's not going to get old real quick." Sally mumbled in my ear.

I tsked at her and gave her side-eye, "Be nice." Turning back to the twins, "What did you tell them?" The rest of the men were at the bar ordering their own drinks talking with Teddy and the other patrons.

The boys shrugged, "The truth."

I could feel Sally's glance at me as I tensed.

This time to my surprise George spoke while Fred kept quiet.

"I told them, he's been stalking you since the beginning of the summer."

Fred spoke up then, "I told them that he's crossed the line of being more than creepy several times."

I sighed. This made things more complicated. The gang was protective of me with a capital P. Some because they knew me since the days of coming by the dojo, but others like Gerald had been given a second chance by my father. Some of them had some really rough backgrounds too, but my dad helped them get free and get straight and safe. In the case of JJ, he would literally not be alive right now if it weren't for my dad.

Once the rest of the gang were all at the table I did something I thought I'd never do, I cast wandless wards around the table. The boys looked at me wide eyed, while the men and Sally looked at me curiously. All had battle instincts and all could feel that something was different in the air.

"I need to tell you all something. I can't tell you everything, or else it would put you in danger." I raised my hand before the grumbles could start too much, "Please can you all listen?"

"Bells?" The twins looked at me with their eyes wide.

Gerald looked at me and nodded, "We are listening."

It was then I noticed Teddy was seated at the table too, but it was too late.

"I wouldn't even think of telling you all this but I can't have you guys putting yourselves in danger because you want to protect me. I know if I tell you that its dangerous, you all won't listen; so my only choice is to tell you why."

I stood from Sally's lap and stood and head of the table taking a shaking breath as I saw all their eyes on me. "Show of hands, how many have heard the Quileute legends from this area?"

My eyes widened as all of them except for Sally and JJ rose their hands.

"Billy told them to us last time he dropped by for some fish and chips." Teddy spoke up, "It was funny, he was pretty tipsy when he told us but said it was something we ought to know."

I nodded and spoke of the abridged legends for the benefit of JJ and Sally then, "The reason I told you this was because they aren't simply legends. They are based on truth."

I pursed my lips and looked into the eyes of each of the men saving Sally for last, she was the most cynical of all of them.

"So who are these cold ones?"

I took another deep breath keeping my gaze upon Sally's, "Vampires."

"This Edward is one of them?"

I nod.

Sally's fist clenched on the table, while her other hand pointed at my face.

"I know you are leaving something else out, sugar." She poked at the space between my eyebrows, "You are wound up like a spring."

Fred spoke up, "Second night we were here he came into her bedroom and frightened her half to death; we didn't know until Erik nearly broke down the back door trying to get into the house to save her."

JJ sprung up, "He was in your house."

JJ was always like ice. Cold and silent. Deadly.

He strode over, "How do you kill one?"

I shook my head, "I wish it was that simple."

There was a roll of grumbles much like thunder down the table.

Gerald spoke up, "Why not?"

"The Quileute has a treaty with Edward's family. If the family of vampires does not step over their boundary lines, then they are not killed by them or revealed to the public."

Brick, one of the usually more silent ones, spoke up, "We are not Quileute though."

I sighed, "That may be however, the soon to be shifters look to me as part of their pack. As you are part of my friends or well family is closer... the vamp family could feel as if its a breach. I can't risk endangering the whole reservation. There's also the fact that if somehow word gets to Italy that people in this town know about 'cold ones' existing we could be faced with a massacre."

Sunny spoke his bright disposition nowhere to be seen in the moment, "Why tell us then?"

"Because if you went after Edward you would find out either by dying by his hand or surviving and then we'd still be back to square one except now you'd all be hurt."

A hand tightened around my right hand and I glanced down to find Sally holding it.

"What about the other stuff?"

Sally looked up at me and I looked down at her pursing my lips.

"The other stuff has to stay just stuff; it has a whole other set of rules. I've already told you all a lot of weird shit."

"Tsk, tsk, language." Teddy grinned sardonically at the side at me, winking, causing me to laugh a little.

"I know you all want to protect me. I love you all and thank you for wanting to do so, but sadly this is going to be something that you won't be able to fix for me."

Teddy perked up, "Food's coming."

I dropped the wards, and saw as several tensed shoulders relaxed around the table.

Gerald spoke up, "We might not be able to kill him, but we can see about keeping him away from you for the rest of the summer."

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I looked out the window, while petting a sleepy Erik in my lap.

"I'm surprised she wants to see me, didn't she hate me?" I glanced over at my Uncle Billy who was driving.

He hummed under his breath, "Hate is a strong word. Strongly mistrusts is closer."

I sighed before looking out the window again, my neck sore from the training I'd gone through in the last week.

Sally had been relentless to get me back in shape and JJ had stepped up to train the boys so that they could be able to protect "our girl" if need be. Between pranking Edward around town, having fart noises follow him and odd smells and the rumor mill active, and their active training the twins were exhausted. The boys were sleeping back at home while I stifled a yawn and Uncle Billy pulled up in front of the Quileute medicine woman's home.

It was a modest house, a small log cabin. Not what I'm sure the boys would imagine in their heads a medicine woman would live in but it was a new age. I remembered coming here only a handful of times, usually after having a couple of rough tumbles and Billy would take her to the old woman to get patched up. Like most on the reservation the older woman looked at me in suspicion and distrust, they knew my father was fair with everyone but that didn't change who he was and what he symbolized.

Now standing on her doorstep I was nervous once more, I was not an injured little kid but someone who would be claiming to be part of something so fundamentally sacred to their clan.

The door creaked open and her familiar dark eyes peeked through it immediately setting upon me, before Uncle Billing leaned over.

"Miera, you said to come first thing this morning."

The door slammed shut, before the sound of a chain sliding was heard and the door opened again.

"Wipe your feet."

Uncle Billy and I followed her directions and followed her into her living room.

"Sit." As I was about to sit, her sharp eyes swung in my direction. "Not you, come with me."

I followed her into her dining room where she had several old skins with ancient paintings etched on them.

As I leaned forward she spoke once more.

"Don't touch, look." She pointed upwards to the top of one of the stretched out skins. I could understand some of the old Quileute words.

I furrowed my brow looking across the old texts and then the pictures that showed the creation myth and how the Quileute tribe got its name but something felt different.

"There was a...guardian of the Quileute tribe? Not just the shifters."

The older woman stared into my eyes almost as if she were practicing the mind arts, before she grabbed my face suddenly. I gasped trying to not react even as her hands dug into the sides of my face.

"You have old eyes. Why haven't I noticed before? A fool is what I am."

I tried to smile, but I could feel it quiver.

"Can you see things too? Another Forks?" I asked my voice hopeful, but she was already dropping my face and backing away, mumbling and shaking her head.

Her eyes were fierce, "He said your eyes glowed the night you came back scared, called the boys pups. Glowed gold."

I shook my head, "Probably a trick of the light."

The old woman pointed a crooked finger, "The boys obeyed you when you issued a command. They were compelled to obey. Your eyes glowed." The old woman straightened from her hunched over form, "This is something new. Not just a guardian, an Alpha."

"Not you too." I breathed out.

The medicine woman turned sharply much more spry than her ninety years of age would seem to allow, "What was that? Who?"

I swallowed. "Edward Cullen, when he first saw me that night. He asked if I was the Alpha."

"So he knows. Not good. They don't know about her though, not the White Wolf."

"The White Wolf?" I asked, "I've heard that before when I was setting up the wards…" I drifted off eyes wide.

The medicine woman waved her hand away, "I've known you are one of those since you ran through our hills. I didn't just mistrust you for your birth but the possibility you could hurt our own."

I shook my head, "I'd never. No matter who it is, or how they think of me. I view you all as part of my family."

The old woman looked into my eyes, "Yes you do, don't you?" She came around the table, "What did you see when you placed the protections?"

"A woman she spoke to me as if she knew already who I was, that there was no way I'd see her unless…" I looked at the ground, "Unless I was what she said."

"Which was?"

"Her descendant. She asked if I was a white wolf. When I told her no, she spoke of a magical inheritance."

For the first time ever in all the years I knew Miera, she touched me tenderly upon the chin as she tilted my head up. Her eyes were filled with what almost looked like pity if it wasn't for the determined set of her eyebrows and her firmly set lips.

"I see it in your eyes, you hold all our burdens. I can't take them away, child. You are about to only have more soon upon your shoulders."