I'm sorry this took so long I was focusing on my other fic. Hope you enjoy. Tell me what you think.

"You understand why we must watch over you?"

"I could turn into some violent, sadistic mutant. I understand why." I smiled at Sam and realised how attractive he was when he returned my smile.

"Alright, well because of your situation" for some reason he looked at Foster, "we will all be offering you our packs and covens, you can be part of all three."

"Is that even possible?" I asked remembering something about one werewolf being in one pack at one time.

"Who knows? You are a strange occurrence, in many ways." Sam said wistfully.

"Well, um, ok." I gasped in air quickly and touch my heart Foster was holding me before I even knew I was falling.

"Her heart beats quickening." Foster cried worriedly.

"It's beginning." Muttered Carlisle, who had suddenly appeared behind us. "She should stay here. It will probably be a while but at least she'll be safe here."

My mum nodded, she knew what the pain was like but wasn't afraid for me. She knew I'd struggle through.

"It's not supposed to happen yet." My father said, getting in a panic.

Foster picked me up and carried me back to the house, "Through here." Carlisle instructed towards a large room that looked like an OR. I could hear whimpering it didn't sound like it was me but there was pain going through my whole body as both sides of my mythological self attacked each other violently.

I felt a needle in my arm and Fosters hand grabbed mine. "It'll be ok."

Darkness started to cover me and I heard myself whisper, "Foster." Cold started to go up my arm I guessed it was morphine and I struggled against it.

"I'm right here. Shh, it'll be ok. I promise, I won't leave you." He held my hand tightly obviously reading my mind. All the strength it had taken me not to be afraid of this event suddenly died and screamed at me. I didn't want to become a mutant vampire/werewolf thing.

I felt tears drip down my face and I became very aware that they would probably be the last ones I would shed. Suddenly I couldn't hear anything I could only feel pain, the rest was silence.

I could feel my body going through stages of pain then both hot and cold flushes.

I heard someone sigh and loud footsteps coming into the room. I realised it had been silent in the room not that I hadn't heard anything. A very hot hand pressed my forehead. The person it belonged to sighed. "Dad she'll be fine." I heard Stu tell my dad.

"I know, I'm allowed to worry though." He laughed slightly.

I noticed how my left hand felt different to the rest of my body, there was pressure on it. "It's me, sorry, I didn't realise I was holding your hand so hard." Foster muttered and let go slightly I moved my hand further into his and grabbed it.

"She can hear us?" My dad asked.

I guessed Foster nodded as suddenly my dad's face was near my ear. "Don't worry honey, it'll be ok. Once you get through this bit you'll be fine." I heard him leave and soft sobs come from outside.

I then felt a freezing cold hand on my cheek. "I know it hurts," My mum was speaking to me now, "but it will be worth it." I wasn't sure but I think she left then too.

I felt the hand I was holding let go and the door close. "Hey, Charlie." Stu pulled up a chair. "Don't be afraid, I mean Fosters acting like your bodyguard so no one can get to you. If I didn't know better I'd say he liked you." I wanted to laugh but only a slight whimper left my lips. "I know I'm mean to you but I don't mean it. I'll kill you if you repeat this to anyone but you're ok sis." This was the closet I would ever get to a "I love you" from him, "Please be ok, I know it's scary but we'll all be here, but for us to help you, you have to fight this."

He squeezed my hand and sighed. "We've got to go home, we're stinking the place up according to Rosalie. Mum's going to stay here, so is Foster. We'll see you tomorrow." He lent over and hugged me awkwardly and then left the room.

As soon as he did Foster came in and took his place, holding my hand, again. "They're really worried about you. All of them, including the Cullens and werewolves. It shouldn't be happening this quickly."

Maybe the werewolf genes are speeding the process up?

"Maybe. That would make sense." He took my hand in both of his. "Go to sleep. The pain will be easier."

That won't work buddy, I can't see your eyes.

He laughed and I had to admit I was exhausted.

The next thing I knew there was a light behind my eyelids. The hand that was there when I had fallen asleep was in the same place. I moaned slightly as I moved. My eyes opened very slowly. My family and the Cullens (not including Jake and Renesmee) were stood around me. I could smell the differences in species but they didn't bother me. In fact nothing seemed to bother me. I looked at the crowd around me, "Could you all move back please. It seems claustrophobia doesn't disappear with turning into a mutant." My voice wasn't mine. It was but it wasn't the same as it had been. The crowd moved back but stared at me strangely.

I could hear my heart beat was going faster than any of the creatures in the room. I clicked my tongue. "Can I have something to eat?" Foster moved to my side and looked at my eyes. "What do you want?" He thought he knew the answer and I replied slightly confused, "A sausage sandwich."

The vampires laughed. Carlisle looked into my eyes like Foster had, "They're red. There is some vampire in you."

I sniffed the air and found something strange. It wasn't the same smell as werewolves, vampires or Foster. I suddenly knew what it was. Renesmee. Now Edward moved to the door and crouched. The smell was appealing and disgusting at the same time. I shook my head trying to stop the desire to grab the child. The window was open and I decided I had to get away. I ran and jumped out turning into a wolf as I did so.

There were voices, so many voices. Talking to each other, talking to me. I could see pictures. Stop it. Leave me alone. I sprinted away from the voices.

Stop, Charlie, stop. I recognised Stu's voice. I could see something he hadn't meant me to see, it was a picture of the first time he saw Leah. Gravity seemed to stop. I didn't understand. I wanted to kill, I wanted blood, I wanted Foster, there were so many things I wanted. I could hear so many footsteps chasing me and a road nearby. I ran from it and tried to get away from the mob chasing me.

I got a snapshot of somebody's thoughts, it was the first time they had seen me. I called out for Foster. "I'm here." His husky voice was next to me. "Stop running."

Tell them to stop chasing me.

"They're seeing if you're ok. They're trying to help." I could see pitch forks and flames in my head. "It's not a raging mob. It's your families." I wanted to cry out of fear and confusion but nothing would come out. "Come on this way." Foster lead me away from the direction he was taking me. We came to a clearing.

"Have something to eat. You'll need it. The sound you'll here in a moment is Edward. He can teach you how to hunt and he has some clothes for when you turn back into a vampire." I slowed to a stop and sat down.

Sorry, I was afraid. I chuckled half heartedly but it came out in a low rumble. I led down like I had seen a dog do and buried my face in my paws.

"Don't worry about it." Foster sat next to me and stroked my head.

I could hear soft footsteps running towards me. Edward walked towards me and gave my clothes to Foster.

"How did you do that?"

What?

"How did you smell human blood and still run away? Bella did it too but it turned out it was her ability. I can hear your thoughts so you haven't got the same ability."

Guess it's the werewolf in me.

"Must be. Well lets sort you out. This way. You might want to stay here Foster." Edward added turning to the fairy. I was aware that Foster was glaring at Edward and Edward soon backed down.

I know it wasn't the most exciting but tell me what you think anyway, thanks.