Okay, so if I waited for reviews, or even hits, I would have never updated again, so I went by when I finished the next chapter. Well, here's the disclaimer. Enjoy the chapter!

If I were Stephenie Meyer don't you think I would have included this in the cannon, or at least made it another book or something?

Chapter 10.

(Kelsey's POV)

Nine days. Nine days and no definitive proof of Megan's being here. She certainly wasn't the tracker Henry was. We'd have to leave soon, there were only four days left of winter break and Abby, Luke, Ivy, and Collin would all need to get home. Maybe she had given up? If she wasn't taken down by the time they went back home, I wasn't sure what would happen.

Suddenly there was a shriek from up the hall and a door slammed.

"I've got it," Seth said, getting up and quickly heading toward the sound.

A few minutes later he and Abby, who had been looking for her purse, came back. Apparently she had just opened the door on Collin while he was changing. He did know there was a lock right?

Abby sighed.

"What?" I asked.

"I think I left my purse at the Cullen's yesterday. I guess I've got to go get it," she said, going to get her coat.

"It's cold outside. You should just call them, I'm sure they'll bring it the next time they come by."

"No, I kind of need some stuff in it now and that would be kind of rude anyway."

"No it wouldn't," I replied. "They wouldn't mind at all."

"Yeah, it kind of would, and I'm perfectly capable of going over there to get it myself."

"Will you take Caleb with you?"

"No, I don't need to take him with me and I'm sure he doesn't want to go."

"Will you please take someone with you?"

"No."

"Well then you can't go." As soon as I said it I realized my fatal mistake.

"Will you stop Kelsey?" Abby snapped. "I'm not a child! You can't tell me what to do anymore! I can take care of myself!"

"But…" I started.

"And no, I'm not your child because you are not my mother!"

I felt the blow of the words, I wasn't even going to say that, but there wasn't any time to be hurt despite the tears I felt welling up in my eyes. I grabbed her arm as she started to head out the door. "Abby, please, I'm begging you." If only she knew what I knew, if only she could have seen what I dreamt last night. It was the same horrific nightmare that had haunted me two years after our mother's death, but she was the one who died this time.

"No! I'm going to put on a jacket and boots, walk to the Cullen's house, get my purse, and walk back, and everything will be fine. I won't get eaten by the ferocious wolves you keep talking about, I won't get attacked by a mountain lion, I won't get lost for days on end. Then maybe you'll see there's nothing to worry about for once!" She yanked herself away and stormed out of the house.

"Abby!" I shouted after her, but she was gone. "Oh, Abby," I sighed.

"I'm sure she didn't mean it," Luke said, putting a hand on my shoulder. "Oh my gosh, you're really scared, aren't you?" he asked softly.

I nodded.

"I'm sure she'll be fine Kelsey. Although she could have said it more nicely she has a point."

"I know," I whimpered. Neither of them could understand. What was I going to do now? "I guess I'll just call the Cullen's and tell them she's coming. They may not be expecting company."

"That's a good idea," Luke said, "I'll talk to her when she gets back; it's probably just the hormones starting to set in."

"Yeah, I guess," I said quietly, picking the phone up from the table. Luke was probably right, and I would seem overprotective to her the past few days.

I called the Cullen's house and Alice said she'd keep an eye out and call me when Abby got there, or if she heard or saw anything suspicious. For a while I waited in the house, trying to distract myself by talking to Rachel, but I always found myself checking the time, several times a minute in fact. Finally I put on a jacket and went to the back porch to wait for her. I paced up and down the yard where I could hear the kids playful shouting, having snowball fights and sledding down the hills. Even outside I checked my cell phone for missed calls and messages. Billy's pocket knife sat on the snow covered table, I picked it up and looked at the intricate cover, it was enough to distract me for a few seconds.

Suddenly I saw a familiar white flash. It was coming straight towards me. I shrieked, but it was too late, Megan had me thrown over her shoulder. We flew through the forest for what seemed like forever until she threw me to the ground in secluded spot. Abby was sitting under a tree, looking terrified out of her wits.

"Let her go," I demanded.

Megan laughed. "Hmmm…I think not."

"Don't make me…" I threatened. I didn't know what I was going to do, but if she made an attempt on Abby's life I'd have to do something.

"Make you what?" she taunted.

I glared at her. Of course I knew I couldn't do anything to her anymore. I didn't understand why I wasn't changing back, but Megan could smell it.

"It seems like sissy can't save you this time," she snickered to Abby.

"What is this?" Abby asked, she looked like she'd been crying.

"Let her go, it's me you want," I repeated, ignoring Abby for the moment to make it easier.

"Yes, yes, that's somewhat true. I want both of you. Unfortunately I can only have her, but now I see the great opportunity to hurt you in the way you hurt me," Megan said an evil grin coming across her face.

"I may not be able to do anything, but if you so much as try, the pack will kill you."

Megan chuckled to herself. "Oh! They didn't tell you? They can't kill me. Nothing can save her now; all that's left to do is watch you watch her suffer."

What? The pack couldn't kill her? That was preposterous!

"Kelsey...?" Abby started, but before she could finish Megan grabbed her arm, shoved up the sleeve of her coat and squeezed her arm. Abby gasped in pain and by the time Megan let go black and blue marks where her fingers had been had already started to form.

"Leave her alone! She didn't do anything to you!" I shouted.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but I'd call causing the death of my husband something," Megan growled.

"She had nothing to do with that! It's not her fault if your husband was a sadistic maniac. We warned him of what would happen! We told him we were willing to kill him! We even offered him a way out! He knew what he was doing!"

"Oh yeah? Well who killed him then? WHO KILLED HIM!?!" she shrieked.

"He did! Your suicidal, psychopathic, bloodsucker of a husband killed himself by starting the entire thing!"

"If you say that again I swear I will bite her!"

I bit my tongue to keep a retort from coming out. She was serious, her muscles twitching, just dying to attack. I finally noticed her eyes, they were blacker than coal. "You're pretty hungry aren't you?" I asked. An idea started to form in the back of my head.

"I've been waiting a long time for this. Since I'm going to kill her she may as well serve as a good meal too. I'd hate to be wasteful."

Everything started to click in my head, Megan's hunger, Ava's comments about my scent after I became a human again, Jacob's theories about changing back. I reached into my pocket and fingered the cold metal case of the pocket knife. If this worked I could save her, but if it failed…it could be the death of both of us.

"Abby, do you trust me?" I asked.

She sat there silently, scared to speak up again.

"Abby!" I called, I could hear the break in my voice.

Finally she nodded vigorously.

"Okay, no matter what happens you have to stay calm, just sit right there, don't try to intervene," I said slowly, Megan was eyeing me suspiciously. "Abby, I love you."

" I love you too," she mouthed.

"Aww, isn't that sweet?" Megan asked sarcastically. "Now it's time to get a move on. If I recall correctly, Henry and I weren't even allowed this courtesy of a last goodbye. Shall I go ahead, or is there something else you wanted to do?"

I tightened my fingers around the knife and pulled it out. Abby's eyes widened as I threw off my jacket and pushed up my own sleeve. The blade stung as I slashed through my arm. Blood started to drip down, but while it caught Megan's attention, she didn't move. I stabbed my arm again, going deeper this time. Blood spurted out. Before I could go for a third time, Megan came running towards me. Relief washed over me. My senses, my healing, my speed, and strength, even my body heat, all came rushing back. There was no pain this time; it was almost as if they had missed me. In the split second that Megan's fingertips grazed over my bloody arm I changed back into a wolf.

Megan was astonished at first, giving me time to pin her down and give a howl, signaling for the pack's help, but then she rolled over and we wrestled. I finally had her down and was just about to rip her head off when the pack came running up.

Kelsey stop! Leah cried.

Mom? Caleb asked.

Leah, you have five seconds to give me a good reason why I shouldn't kill her. I growled.

I...I imprinted on her Mom. Caleb said.

I stopped dead in my tracks. What? How? Why? This had obviously been going on for a while; Caleb would have gotten his first look at Megan after turning a while ago. In fact, it was that night he was obscenely late. Caleb Harrison Clearwater! When were you planning on telling me this? What do you want me to do? Huh? Do you want me to just let her kill whoever she wants? Do you want me to let her kill Abby?

No Mom, just let me talk to her, let me try to convince her. Please Mom?

I closed my eyes. What else could I do? I knew what it was like to love someone like that, to want nothing more than their safety and happiness, and I knew what it was like to be the subject of that love as well. Leah stepped up and nudged me, putting her paws on top of Megan, holding her down. I stepped back. The wolves pulled Megan away. She kicked and hissed when she realized what was going on, but Caleb ran back into the woods, came out with his shorts on, and begged Megan to come with them and she finally consented.

Once she was gone it was just Abby and me again. It didn't look like she was going anywhere, so I trotted into the woods, found the clothes Kenley was kind enough to get for me, and changed back into a human.

"Abby?" I called, coming back through the trees.

She stared.

"Abby? Please say something," I begged.

She got up and took a few shaky steps toward me. "Oh. My. God," she whispered. Then her eyes rolled up into her head and she collapsed.

I managed to catch her before she hit the ground, and I gently lowered her as I sat down, she was still breathing, she had probably just fainted. What was I going to do now? I looked around; we were more than a good ways from either the Black's or the Cullen's house. Suddenly I felt her hand grab my arm.

Her eyes fluttered open. First she looked extremely confused. "What? What happened?" she mumbled, sitting herself up.

"Not so fast, you fainted," I said.

"Oh...oh! Oh Kelsey! I...I...I don't know anymore. I don't remember if it was a dream or not..." she stumbled over the words.

"Shhhh...just tell me what you remember," I said.

She shook her head. "You're going to think I'm insane. Well, I was walking to the Cullen's to go get my purse, and...and then Caleb's friend Megan came, she took me and ran really fast into the middle of the woods, and then she made me sit here forever until you showed up and you were trying to get me home and she...I think she wanted to kill me, but you kept arguing with her about why she shouldn't and she gave me this," she ran her fingers over the hand shaped bruise that wrapped around her upper arm. "Then you asked me if I trusted you and...oh God! Kelsey!" She grabbed my arm and searched for the cuts that normally would have been there. When she couldn't find them she hugged me and started to sob.

"Are you okay? She didn't hurt you aside from the bruise right?" I asked. I was now paranoid about her bleeding internally.

"Kelsey! Kelsey I love you! I'm sorry I said those things to you! I didn't mean them!"

"Abby," I whispered, I felt the tears roll down my face. I couldn't express how relieved I was now. How good it felt to have her in my arms and know she was safe there.

"Kelsey, I'm scared," she whimpered.

"No baby, no, there's no need to be scared now. The worst is over. It's all over now."

"What happened?" she asked.

I took a deep breath, there was no getting around it now was there? "Abby, you saw it yourself, I'm a Shape shifter; I can change into a wolf."

"Why?" she interrupted. "Why do you turn into a wolf?"

"It's in my blood. In my blood, and Claire's, and Seth's, and Leah's, and Quil's, and Jacob's..."

"And Caleb?"

"Yes, Caleb is the copper colored one."

"And what about Shelby?"

"No, not yet, and hopefully not ever."

"Okay, but what about Megan?"

"Megan is a vampire."

Abby looked at me skeptically. "A vampire?"

"Yes a vampire. You know, there's a very long story that goes with this, but I can skip it and we can go home and just forget about this if you want to."

"No, I want to hear it. Tell me," she said, leaning her head on my shoulder.

I played with one of her curls, "When you were very little, we were walking in the woods by our house one day, and you were taken, much like you were today. The week before, I had gone through the same changes you noticed in Caleb, and I was able to run after the vampire until he finally stopped. It was then when I first transformed into a wolf and I almost killed him, but I didn't know that you had to burn the remains, so he wasn't dead. I took you up to La Push and…"

"Wait a second! This isn't that time that Dad always talks about when we were gone for five days is it?" she asked.

I nodded and continued. "We were up there for three days before they found us. During that time I learned to control my form, how to fight vampires, and I also fell in love with Seth. You and Claire had fun I think, the two of you have always been friends. Finally on the fourth day Henry, the vampire after you, merely for the challenge of fighting us, and his coven came up. We killed Henry, Lilly and Mason converted from drinking human blood to those of animals like the Cullens…"

"The Cullens are vampires?" Abby asked.

I nodded again.

"Wow," she breathed.

"But his wife, Megan, got away, and of course, she was angry, she wanted revenge. It took her until this week to find us again, and that's why she went after you. Apparently though, Caleb is in love with her in the same way Seth and I are in love, so hopefully he's talking sense into her as we speak. I'm so sorry sweetheart; I wish you didn't have to go through this. I should have done a better job of protecting you. I shouldn't have let you go. I mean, if it weren't for me you wouldn't have even been in this mess to begin with."

I felt Abby's arms tighten around me again. "Sorry? You're sorry? Kelsey, you saved my life twice! And that's only the least of everything you've done for me! Those things I said earlier, they're totally untrue! You've been a mother, a sister, and more to me, and even as a little girl I always wanted to be just like you."

The tears poured out now in spite of the smile on my face.

"But," she continued. Really? Why not just leave it at that? "you are still not the boss of me. I'm a grown woman. I understand that you still see me as your baby, and I wouldn't have it any other way, but you stopped being the boss of me when I moved out."

"Can't we have joint custody of being the boss of you?" I asked jokingly as the air lightened a little.

"Hmm...nope. It would be weird if I had to call and ask for permission half of the time I wanted to go out."

"Can I have a representative in your conscience?" I giggled.

"Well...okay. Since she's already all moved in. Don't worry; I think that was my last time doing something just to spite you when I know you're truly worried."

"Good, maybe now you won't send me to an early grave."

Finally we got up and started to walk back to the house. It must have been freezing for Abby, so I continued to be as close to her as possible so that my new warmth would transfer to her.

"Oh, there's one more thing I want to tell you. Except it's kind of disgusting, and it's burned into my memory and has now scarred me for life," Abby said as we exited the small clearing.

"What would that be?" I inquired, this would be interesting.

"I didn't really leave my purse at the Cullens…" she started.

"WHAT?" I screeched. "You put us through all that for nothing?!?"

Abby began tear up again. "I promise there's a reason!"

I took a deep breath and ran my hand through my hair. I hadn't meant to come off that harshly. "Okay, I'm sorry. I'm just stressed. Now what were you going to say?"

"I saw…I saw…um…I don't know how to say this…"

"Out with it!"

"I saw Dad and Ava…and they were…um…"

"Kissing?" Ava had already kissed Dad, and then she came crying to me about it. It was then I felt really bad about asking her to come up.

"More."

"More?"

"Yes, like, I open the door and neither of them is dressed more."

"Really?" I couldn't help but giggle.

"Kelsey!" Abby hit my arm, of course, it didn't hurt, even if she was trying for that. "She's younger than us!"

"Only physically, remember, the Cullen's are vampires."

"That still doesn't give her the right. That skank."

"Looks like someone's not happy about Dad having a girlfriend," I teased.

"I'm fine with Dad having a girlfriend. I'm not fine with Dad having a girlfriend less than half his age," she pouted.

I thought about it for a while, and finally decided to tell her. "Well, I've already spilled every other secret I've managed to keep for twenty eight years today; I may as well tell this one too."

"Ooh, what is it?"

"Actually, I'm not sure if you'd believe me."

"I've believed everything else you've said, haven't I? At this point you could tell me the sky is green and I'd believe you."

"Ava is your mother."

"Okay, you're right, I don't believe you."

"Knew you wouldn't, but it's true. That's where you recognize her from."

"No, I've seen her somewhere else! She doesn't look like the pictures!"

"Hmm…you probably saw her at my wedding when you were nine, she looked exactly the same then as she does now."

"I don't believe you!" she said, getting more and more stubborn. A combination of shock, tiredness, hunger, and hormones was my guess for her change of mood. Arguing now would be futile, and frankly I was too tired to try and convince her.

"Okay Abby, I know it's a lot. Let's just go home. I'm sure Sue will have something warm for us to drink."

Abby nodded and we treaded through the snow until we reached the Blacks' house, where indeed there was hot chocolate just waiting to be drunk.

Awww, we are coming to an end. I anticipate three more chapters, so things will be resolving quickly from here. Well, that's about it. Reviews are much appreciated, but thank you for reading!

Hufflepuffbrunette :)