Another bonus chapter.

This is in the Edward ending universe.

Eleven years in the future and it's from Lauren Mallory's perspective.

This is set in the year 2016.


Lauren didn't really want to go to her high school's ten year reunion. She had a very busy job as prosecuting attorney and the last thing she wanted was to spend her off catching up with people she was glad to never see again after graduation. She kept in touch with Jessica mostly through social media as they lived across the country from each other. Lauren hated Silicon Valley and the few times she went there to visit Jessica had her biting her tongue and wishing she just stayed at home. And Jessica avoided going back home as if she would catch the black plague if she even dared go near Washington again.

Tyler was the only one of their old friend group that was still in Forks. Last she heard, he'd become a deputy. He messaged all of them through any social media they had and when that didn't work, good old-fashioned emails, to attend their school reunion as if it was his job to ensure that people would actually go. Lauren tried to ignore him but kept finding herself re-reading Tyler's messages and feeling guilty.

He was being very nice despite being virtually abandoned. Eric was living in L.A. cause as it turned out Youtube had been a profitable career for him and now he owned a production company. Mike lived in Vermont and owned a sports good shop like his parents did. None of them even bothered to go home for the holidays anymore.

The last time they'd all been together had been the summer after their freshman year of college but that had been so awkward and painful, they never returned for it. A lot had changed in high school for them. The biggest change was still Angela Weber's death. A group didn't recover when the glue that kept everyone together was gone and they fell apart around senior year.

Lauren didn't want to go. She called Jessica and discussed it with her and the other girl didn't want to. She DM-ed Mike on Twitter and he didn't want to go. None of them wanted to go. But they all went because over ten years ago, they promised Angela Weber they'd all be at their ten year reunion.

Maybe they were afraid that lightning would strike them down if they broke this promise or Angela would rise from her grave to chide them all for being liars. They all were there and after an hour of painful catching up in the school gym, Lauren was about done. Tyler was hoping to run for sheriff next year and Mike kept talking about his gap year after high school. Jessica was getting tipsy from the flask of rum she snuck in and Eric kept getting accosted by their former classmates about his fabulous lifestyle in L.A.

All Lauren could think about was the case in Seattle she had to get back to working on and how nothing felt right because Angela Weber wasn't there. She should've been there and talking about her three kids and pretending that her job as nurse didn't exhaust the hell out of her. She would've probably brought those sugar cookies the boys were always so obsessed with. She would've asked sincerely how their lives were going and how they should all meet up again soon and meant it.

Lauren was about to leave when Mike suggested they go to the cemetery. It was summer but it never really got warm enough in Forks so they huddled in their coats over Angela Weber's grave. Engraved on her tombstone was the date she died October 22, 2005. Forever eighteen and never older, she was a faded memory in their heads with freckles and doe eyes.

Somebody had left a big bouquet of wildflowers recently as they hadn't dried up. Lauren supposed it could've been from Angela's parents or maybe her little brothers who visited during their summer breaks from college. Tyler suggested they all tell Angela what had happened to them in ten years. Lauren thought Angela probably knew if she was watching them from the afterlife but bit her tongue. She learned the importance of diplomacy as an adult.

"I'll start," Tyler said. "Hi Angie. Well, I think you're aware about me. I visit you every year on your anniversary, of course."

He laughed nervously and they all wisely kept quiet. "Sheriff Swan wants to step down next year so I'm hoping to take his place. If you can give me a word up there to the Big Man, I'd appreciate it. I proposed to my girl last month and we're going to get married before the end of the year. And that's really it for me."

Eric patted him on the arm and took his turn. "Hey, Angie. Long time no see. I've been busy in L.A. working. Your belief in me did pay off as I now have a successful career talking to strangers on the internet. Yeah, it's not how it, um, sounds. It's really good and hopefully it keeps going well."

He hesitated before continuing. "I have this guy in my life now. His name is Ryan. He's really great. There were some rough patches here and there but we got through it. I haven't really told my parents yet. Still trying to muster up the courage but someday I will. And even if they don't accept me…well, I knew you would've. And with that truth bomb…"

He stepped away and none of them said anything for a full minute. Finally, Jessica smiled and pulled him into a hug and he sagged into her embrace in relief. Lauren rolled her eyes and hugged him to, something she never really did, but knew that he needed it. The hugs from Tyler and Mike were equally was warm. Eric stepped away as he tried to compose himself.

It was Mike's turn. "There's no beating Eric now but I'll try anyway. Sorry I haven't visited you in a while. I went to Europe after graduation and there were many times I wished you were there like that time I got food poisoning in Cyprus and spent two days on the toilet or the time I got lost in Barcelona and my Spanish was so shit it was hard to get proper directions from strangers."

They all laughed and he shook his head at his own stupidity. "Point is, I've really missed you. I went to college in London and got my girlfriend at the time pregnant and we're no longer together but we're co-parenting. I have a daughter. Her name is Angela. I named her after you. I thought that if I had any chance of her being good and well-behaved unlike me, maybe giving her name would make her more like you."

He snorted. "Fat load of good that did cause she's exactly like me. And I love her anyway. Really miss you, Angie. I wish you could've met her."

"Did you not know how to use a condom?" Lauren asked. "If that's the case, thank God, we never got to that stage."

Mike grimaced. "I know how to use a condom. They're not a hundred percent effective."

"Yep," Eric piped in. "Look what happened to Ross and Rachel in Friends."

"Lucky for me I was the small percentage that condoms didn't work for," Mike shrugged. "I was too manly for it. It couldn't handle me."

"And while it's nice to know you haven't changed a bit…" Jessica pushed him away for her turn. "Hi Angie. I did go to Stanford like I wanted. I got my degree and I now work for a company in Silicon Valley. I've been dating a few guys here and there but nothing really serious. Tinder has just been a disaster for me and I'm probably gonna end up all alone with three cats. And you know how much I don't like cats so I'm not even sure how that'll work out…"

Jessica laughed drily. "I still miss you. I knew if you were with me there, you'd take care of the three cats and be a great Cat Mom. And you'd set me up with every guy you could find to try and solve my dating life. And when I mess up every date, you'd be there with a bottle of wine and have a Netflix marathon with me. I really wish you were my roommate cause my current one is a weirdo…"

Lauren knew it was her turn to speak and she didn't really want to do it. She knew she needed to get it over with and decided not to ramble on like everybody.

"Hi, Angela," She said. "After high school, I went to college and took Psychology as a pre-Law course then went straight to Law school. I'm now a criminal prosecutor and I get my kicks throwing bad guys into jail. Too busy for romance and all I really want is a vacation on a deserted island. Thanks for not being here. You should've been here with us…instead of whatever you're doing in Heaven."

Jessica smiled wryly and looped their arms together to lead her away. "Let's get you to bed, Legally Blonde."

They parted ways from there. Lauren and Jessica were getting into her car when she noticed someone walking in the graveyard. She couldn't see their face as it was too dark but she could tell it was a very, tall man. He was carrying a bouquet of flowers.

She watched him place it down in front of Angela's grave. A memory of a tall boy at Angela's funeral eleven years ago came into mind and she realized who had been leaving the flowers. Jacob Black was still visiting her grave over ten years after. She'd known they were together for a short time but she had no idea he still carried feelings for Angela.

Lauren couldn't stop thinking about it as she drove her car back to her parents' house. They were out of town and didn't mind her and Jessica staying at their place for the night. Luckily, she still had her old key. She was making a turn when the blinding light of a truck came at them. Neither her nor Jessica could scream as it hit the car and everything went black.

She awoke with a gasp, her whole body aching. She could feel glass in her hair and when she looked down she found blood all over expensive suit. A large hand helped her sit up and even in the darkness she was able to see Jacob Black kneeling beside her. She coughed into her hand and stared in shock at the blood on her fingers.

"Take it easy," He told her gently. "You're going to be okay."

"What happened?" She asked, her greedy lungs taking in the cold air. She turned to find her car several feet away, dented and upside down. "How did that happen?'

"A truck hit you," He answered. "You're lucky to be alive."

"A truck?" She remembered the blinding light and her car flying off. Horror and panic bloomed in her chest as she remembered she hadn't been alone. "Wait. Where's Jessica?"

He bowed his head for a moment before looking over something to their left. Desperately she crawled over to where Jessica laid on the road. Her blue eyes stared vacantly up at the sky. She looked like the porcelain dolls Lauren always wanted as a child.

"No, no, Jess," She sobbed. "Not like this. Jess, please…"

"She died on impact," Jacob told her. "You're lucky you survived."

Lucky? Lauren Mallory had never been lucky. She bowed her head and started crying. Jessica was too smart, too funny, and too nice for this to happen to her. She still had so many things to do with her life.

Lauren couldn't help but remember that horrible night eleven years ago when she watched Angela die in her arms and she was just as powerless. Why was this happening to her again? She sobbed like a wounded animal over Jessica and tried to shake her awake. She couldn't do this again.

"Lauren," Jacob reached for her and she shook him off. "She's gone. You have to let her go."

"No, not again!" She practically shrieked. "I'm not doing this again!"

He sighed, eyes filled with pity. She felt rage overcome her. She didn't need his or anyone to feel sorry for her. She pushed him away and he stared at her in shock. She pushed him again, her thin arms having more power than either of them ever expected. He was a whole foot taller than her and muscled like a football player but she was somehow able to move him.

The cloud cover moved and the full moon gave enough illumination so she could see his brown eyes better. He gasped as if she knocked the air out of him, his eyes wide in shock and dread.

"Oh no," He shook his head vehemently. "This isn't possible. I can't do this again!"

She was about to start shouting at him. She didn't know what for or if he even deserved it but she had so much anger inside of her that keeping it to herself would burn her out. She felt a lurch deep inside her, like somebody flipping on a switch. She closed her eyes as she felt something inside of her like a parasite trying to eat through her organs except…

It felt more like it was in her head. A new voice, too unintelligible for words, but aware. She opened her eyes and stared up at the full moon and remembered stories her grandparents told her a child. Grandpa Ivan told her tales of a volkolak and Grandma Catherine liked stories of a loup-garou. They both meant the same thing – werewolf.

She thought they were only stories. They had to be only stories because werewolves didn't exist. She turned as she could hear wolves howling in the distance. Something pulled at her to move to where they were, like calling to like.

"Your eyes," Jacob moved closer again and she noted he smelled like the woods. And something else, something like her, but not quite. "They're glowing."

"Glowing?"

"Yes," He stared at her, assessing. "What are you?"

"Funny," She returned, the wolf in her was perking its ears in interest. "I was about to ask you the same thing."

That was the last thing she said before she fell to her hands and knees. She screamed as her bones cracked and they remade themselves. Jacob didn't leave, just watched in fascinated horror. The wolf couldn't wait to be born any longer.


It amuses me that Lauren, who looks like Buffy Summers, is the deadliest werewolf in the story. She grabbed my attention while I was writing this story and for good reason.

1. According to the Twilight wiki about the Children of the Moon, "The Children of the Moon are human beings that at night and the fullest phase of the moon transform into fearsome feral wolf-like creatures. Werewolves, unlike shape-shifter's, have the strength and power to kill a vampire single-handedly. Their strength coupled with their inability to control the shift into their wolf forms makes them extremely dangerous and resulted in many vampires fearing them. This fear lead to the Volturi nearly eradicating all werewolves from Europe and Asia."

2. Another fact the wiki states is that Children of the Moon can make more werewolves with a bite. They can repopulate like vampires can. I decided against this and make it more a genetic condition and you have to be born with it. And I went with the Vampire Diaries' lore for werewolves and that it has to be 'triggered' by taking a human life and here Jessica's death was Lauren's 'trigger'.

3. It's also stated that Children of the Moon are immune to vampire venom in both human and wolf forms. I decided on though Lauren's wolf was dormant growing up, it still made her aggressive and defensive. She has anger issues and a heightened sense for danger. It's how she could sense there was something off about the Cullens. It eventually made her very good at her job. She didn't sense any danger from Jacob and the wolves because they were similar enough to her that she didn't see them as a threat.

3. Lauren's last name means 'unhappy' or 'unlucky' in Old French which suits her. In this story, the canon for her is that she inherited the werewolf gene from both sides of the family. Her dad's family was from Normandy and her mother's parents were from Siberia. Both families survived the werewolf genocide, went to America, and that's how we got Lauren.

4. Yes, Jacob imprinted on her. If we're going with the imprinting is a biological imperative then it would make sense he would be able to imprint more than once. And if we're looking for the strongest chance of offspring, Lauren's genes are powerful and their kids would be super werewolves.

5. Chapter title is from a Taylor Swift song. We had a reference to Friends which was a popular TV sitcom in the 90's and early 2000's. And Legally Blonde which was about a movie about a blonde, valley girl getting into Harvard Law school.