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AN: you cannot believe how guilty I am! first I was too busy with school and such things, but then we went on holiday overseas for a month, in which my brother and dad hogged the laptop :( but I tried to post this chapter as soon as possible...lets call it a belated christmas gift.

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The ringing stopped as well as my heart. It felt like a dream, until I kicked my toe on the end of my bed. I hobbled down the stairs in my daisy cow peejays. There were five tall men in the kitchen, none of them wearing shirts. They seemed to hear my ever silent footsteps and all turned around to face me. I smiled vaguely at four of them and then turned to face my brother. He'd grown at least five feet since last time, which was a month ago and he now stood at 6'' seven. His shaggy auburn hair had been cropped short and he'd developed more muscles in the abdomen apartment. He also had that stupid shit eating grin on his face as if he thought i was going to run into his arms.

i kept my face blank and stopped short in front of him. I rolled back my pajama sleeves and narrowed my eyes.

''Ahhh f*ck!'' he swore, covering his left eye and staggering to a seat. Everyone stood there shocked, except for one tall boy who watched me, mesmerized.

''Hello big brother. Care to finally show your face?'' I snarled and with those words I stalked over to the back door, hand throbbing and gave him another death glare. I noticed the stunned silence from the men.

''Gentlemen.'' I nodded, acknowledging them and slammed the door behind me, shoulders back, head held high in my daisy cow pajamas.

PaulPOV

I watched her nervously as she slammed the door behind her, nursing her red hand. I wanted desperately to run out there and kiss her sore hand, but I knew from experience that doing something on impulse is stupid. I mentally shook myself and focused on the drama unfolding.

"How in Buddha's name did she manage to hit me!" Xander said surprised, covering his already bruising eye.

"Well, you see, she formed a fist shape. Like this," Jared said, shaping his hand into a fist. "And then, she clearly knocked the shit out of you." He grinned, while Seth managed to smother his snicker with a cough. Xander glared at both of them then looked at Sam for help. Sam was studying the backyard very intently, but must of felt the heat of our looks, because he turned around.

"I'm not sure Xander, it seems your sister may have inherited the ancestral traits we have." Sam was still staring at the solitary figure in the field out back. Xander however was not impressed. I was certain it was A) he was concerned that his baby sister was going to turn into a vampire slaying werewolf, or B) that his baby sister still could bash the crap outta him when she felt like it. I felt it was the latter.

"Hang on, how come Melody isn't physically powerful like Morrigan? Surely it's not something in the genetics." I questioned aloud, like one of those bad detectives on TV.

"Have you forgotten your sister practically runs the school?" Seth muttered and I slapped the back of his head. I didn't even want to be reminded that i was related to that thing.

"Paul." Sam said with a half hearted warning. Sam was pretty chill with us wolves messing around, as long as we didn't actually break each others noses, we were just like misbehaving children to him.

My inner monologue broke when a PMSing seventeen year old stomped through the kitchen. She didn't make eye contact with any of us but stood fixated in front of the pantry obviously looking for something. She grabbed a jar full of peanut butter and pulled out grated mozzarella cheese from the fridge. We all froze, curiously watching her, determining her motive. It was a pretty harmless one, all she did was scrape out the content of the peanut butter and pour half a kilo bag of the cheese with it and grabbed a fork. She glared at the concoction and took a menacing bite out of it before trudging up stairs with a limp right hand. We all turned to Xander with the same questioning looks in which he shrugged.

"She only does that when she's pissed off." He dismissed and grabbed the empty jar and clawing out the last little bits of peanut butter. Quil looked like he was going to be sick.

"That's just against nature," he said trying not to puke. I admit that it was pretty unusual, but I've seen weirder things. Sam abruptly got up out of his chair and that was when I caught the scent. We all raced towards the back door one by one determined to corner the abomination. Xander being the fastest got out of his chair first only to block our way. He stood there frozen, eyes dead locked on the Vampire in front of us.

The lady/vampire/abomination thing stared at us lazily. Her eyes brightened a tad when her eyes met Xander's. Her auburn hair whipped in the unnatrual wind that formed around her and her red eyes gleamed hungrily. A flash of auburn passed me before I could restrain her. Xander opened his mouth to speak but was beaten to it.

"Flanna?" Morrigan spoke curiously, eyeing the woman in front of us. None of us could move, it seems as if we'd been glued to the ground. The woman took a step forward and then unexpectedly flung her arm around Morrigan's shoulders affectionately.

"Good to see you cuz,"

I'MSORRYI'MSORRYI'MSORRY. forgive me :)