AN: Updating again...it got stuck in my head....


-Naomi-

After my father finished chatting with me, he sent me off to back and then sleep, informing me that my flight would be the next day. As I left, I cast a look at Nicolas, who was now as white as a sheet. When I was around, father couldn't do anything to him because he respected me somewhat and generally didn't argue with my wishes. Now that I was leaving though, there would be no chance for me to protect him. Hell, the only reason Nicolas was even alive was because I stuck around to protect him. If I left...

Nicolas...

I gulped a bit as a chill ran down my spine, causing me to pull my coat closer. With a deep breath, I sealed my thoughts in the non-existent box in the deepest corner of my mind and began to pack. I just had to stop thinking about it, for I couldn't do anything about it.

* * *

The next day I was woken before dawn and rushed out to a limo. The woman in charge of transporting hardly gave me the time to say goodbye to my siblings and nearly made me skip saying goodbye to Nicolas. I quickly put her in her place with a simple 'you wouldn't want my father to find out' and then walked into Nicolas's room. He was wide awake, gazing at a picture of the two of us when we were younger. Our arms were wrapped around each others shoulders and we were grinning as if nothing was wrong. Truth be told, there wasn'tanything wrong then. Father had much more to worry about with our elder brothers, who were in the process of learning how to turn. We didn't even know what the werewolves were...

But all of that had changed on our thirteenth birthday. Father began to disrespect Nicolas more prominently while simultaneously favoring me. Neither Nicolas nor I knew of the things he saw in us; the potential, or lack thereof. He knew that I would be the first to turn, the most powerful. On top of that, I was female, the first in existance. He knew I would be the one that could unite one of our enemies. He didn't even care when he found that Nicolas's growth was delayed. He was the unwanted child.

I couldn't stop thinking about that, even after I said my tearful goodbyes. I had a sickening feeling that this would be the last time that I would see my twin, my brother, my best friend.

The woman remained at my side until it was time for me to go through security, though I knew that she probably had people watching me everywhere. It was a matter of werewolf security after all.

The moment I got on the plane, I knew I was out of the sight of my protectors. Instantly, I pulled my knees to my chest and let the pent up tears fall down my cheeks. Not even the annoying kids in front of me or the guy beside me wearing dark clothes could bring me out of my stupor.

That is, until he wrapped his arms around me and told me to stop crying. I nearly lost it then, not in tears or sobbing though, but in anger. I'd never let a stranger touch me before and I certainly wouldn't start now. But there was something about it that made me accept it. It wasn't in some kind of perverted gesture, but in a gesture of kindness... almost sibling like.

"Why are you crying Naomi?"

I looked at the figure and saw how small he was, how vulnerable it looked. He was shaking a little as well, obviously in fear.

"Nicolas?" I whispered in surprise.


-Leah POV-

I made my way to my house slowly, thinking about how the hell I got tangled up in this sort of mess. True, I'd been begging to get a 'vacation' for a nearly a month now, ever since the packs reunited and I had said that I'd do anything for it, but I didn't necessarily mean babysitting some wolf girl. Worse than that, she was at royal status and that everyone was after her blood.

Shaking my head, I shoved my anger and hesitation out of my thoughts. I had to try thinking positive and staying calm. Off duty or no, I still could phase and have to be involved with all of the boys.

Man, I hated being back in action. I'd much rather be in Jake's small little group. At least then my head was remotely quiet. Even Quil and Embry tried to keep their thoughts out of my own. It was probably for their own good.

But after the fight it was decided that the packs were going to be brought back together; unified yet again. Meaning one thing.... I would have to deal with Sam's thoughts yet again.

That was two months ago...

But at least I had a break now and I was willing to take it....

Even if I had to baby sit.


AN: Sorry about the rushed flow at Leah's point of view...I'm being kicked off of the computer..