This chapters been split into two bits, it's easier and means you get some now and some when I finish the rest of it instead of waiting till I've finished the whole thing.

This may seem a bit tame for what some of you may have been expecting, the next part contains the interesting bits.

It was raining lightly as Max drove into the quiet town of Forks. She'd pulled an all-nighter driving to get there, and so she was slightly grouchy as she pulled into the car park of a diner. She was still ahead of schedule so could afford a bite to eat before making her presence known.

She was actually in luck, a cop was in the diner, and as this town was the kind where everyone knew each other she stood out like a sore thumb to him. She had almost finished her meal by the time she was noticed though.

"What brings you to this place?" he asked jovially taking a seat next to her. Max tried not to move away slightly at the invasion of personal space.

"NCIS business," Max informed him, flipping out her ID for him to see.

"Here about the Jamie then?" As Max's unimpressed look he elaborated. "The marine."

"No, I came here to see the lovely weather," she said sarcastically, gesturing at a window. The cop chuckled at her.

"I can take you to see the body. It may have to wait until the rain lets up, it looks like a storms on its way."

"Or we could go see it now while it's still undisturbed. It is still undisturbed, right." Max said in a clearly condescending way. She could feel something in the area, it was driving her nuts and she was now taking it out on anyone who came into contact with her.

This was going to be a fun visit.

"It'll be impossible in this weather to get there, one of my buddies is up there watching it though, no worries"

"I'll go check on him" Max said, getting up from her seat leaving enough money on the table for her meal.

"But-"

"I'm not kidding when I say this. I've seen more action than you ever will, I've handled terrain that not even animals dare go near. Nothing this place throws at me will even compare."

"There have been savage animal attacks recently, it's not safe." Max looked at the guy and tilted her head slightly as if she was thinking. "What?"

"Selective hearing I suppose, it can happen. I'll be fine. Just give me a location." Max said, slightly irritated at his lack of faith, it showed badly.

"It's not that I doubt you, it's just you remind me of my daughter, I wouldn't want her to get hurt."

"I'll wait until I've met her to decide if I should be insulted," Max muttered. "Trust me, I can handle it."

The cop looked sceptical as he wrote down the coordinates on a piece of paper and handed it over. Max gave a smile and departed, taking to the trees as soon as she could.

It wasn't long before the lighting started. However, with the lighting came another sound, one that didn't belong. She sent a clone of to the body while she followed the sound. With her speed it didn't take long to get close enough to work it out.

Who played baseball in the middle of a storm? Seriously, mentally deficient much. Still Max was intrigued and moved closer, still in the trees despite their thinning. She decided to Henge, only one of her was supposed to be around and she was supposed to be checking out a body. Murdock existed again.

Just as she reached a clearing she felt something hurling towards her. A split second before it hit her face she caught it. Holding it between her thumb and forefinger she inspected it. One baseball: slightly damp, recently been impacted with a powerful force, a metal bat, aluminium by the smell. She then noticed she was being watched as she sat between a forked branch of a tree.

Something was not right with these people. The more she observed the more she realised they were the cause of her unease from her arrival in Forks. Faster, stronger and older than normal humans.

"Who are you?" one of her watchers asked. There were seven of them, three female, four male.

"I have a better question, what are you?" Max asked. It was amusing to see a synchronised eye widening. Ninja instinct kicked in as she noticed most of them tensing to run. She pushed of her branch, heading back into the forest away from them, until she knew more about them she would refrain from picking fights. They were not natural.

She felt four of them pursuing her, only one really gaining on her. Again, not natural, her speed wasn't so theirs definitely wasn't. While Max was dodging the branches she could hear them running straight through them. That was not normal, at the speed they were travelling that would hurt like hell. Max knew from experience.

A road was up ahead and Max made a decision to follow it, she refused to admit she was lost. She'd dropped her Henge and allowed her clone to deviate from the crime scene to Henge into an animal to keep watch, the place was safe enough but she wanted to keep an eye on it.

Just as she got onto the road, a car came hurtling around the bend smacking into her side sending her bouncing over the asphalt.

Max was not happy. Now she had a broken arm, several broken ribs, a dislocated shoulder and multiple bruises. She had gotten of lightly though, the car had been going much faster than the speed limit. Had she been normal, she would have died. She heard the car doors open, three people getting out but only one rushing over to her.

The three females from the baseball game. Max was glad she had dropped her Henge. One of them tilted her head and sniffed, frowning a bit, but shrugged what ever it was off.

"I am so sorry, I didn't see you," the oldest female apologised, crouching to Max's slumped form, the other two watching from besides the car.

"If you touch me, I will remove your hands," Max threatened. The female flinched, withdrawing from Max's proximity. Max used her uninjured arm to prop herself up and face them.

"You should go to hospital."

"I wonder why," Max snarled. She took out her cellphone, no signal, just her luck. At least her legs weren't broken. She got up trying not to wobble too much. It wasn't hard to ignore the pain in her arm, two bones were sticking out through her flesh in her forearm but top be honest that wasn't the worst she'd obtained. There was no way she could fix that here though.

"I'll take you to hospital," the female nearest her offered. Max shrugged, she didn't fancy walking with a broken arm. At least she still had her clone near the body, watching over it.

A tripronged kunai stuck a tree, sinking in a few inches, seconds later a yellow blur appeared, as Naruto materialized by it. Laura sat nearby, consulting an old scroll, with a note pad on a knee as she took notes, simplifying the scrolls content. A huge fire ball scorched thorough the clearing to a point where it then exploded into smaller fire balls going in every direction.

Sasuke winced as one almost hit Laura, singing the paper. She didn't look too happy, but he easily dodged the rock thrown at him. A snake slithered up his leg biting him before he noticed it was even there. Anko appeared by Laura and they shared a high five, making it obvious who had made the snakes.

Louise was nearby, in the shade, reading a letter. Years of interrogating people in the dark had lead to a slight aversion to direct sunlight. The letter was from Gaara, detailing what had been happening, including Max wandering off again.

The letter did hold some interesting information. While there was no solid proof Louise would keep it to herself. Max apparently had had fun in Miami.

Everyone stopped to watch as a blur sped through the training area, followed by a slightly more coherent blur. Activities then restarted, most of them had an amused grin as they did so. Shiba was still stalking Itachi at high speed.

Max disliked her arm cast; the pure white bugged her, not nearly as much as her hospital room but that was why she was crouched on the windowsill watching the sun rise behind the thick clouds that seemed to cover Forks. She couldn't get rid of the cast so easily. At least her shoulder didn't need anything, her ribs were wrapped up to hold them in place, but that wasn't visible.

After being set in place her arm had started healing fine, she didn't need the stupid cast, but apparently pale creepy doctors by the name of Cullen knew best. Max snorted, pale creepy doctors should know better than to play baseball in storms, yet he had been.

Max got off the ledge when she felt someone enter her room. Oh, it was just Doctor Cullen, she almost got back onto the ledge but instead just leaned out.

"Unless you're here to let me leave then get out."

"I understand you have a job to do but you really shouldn't do anything strenuous."

"You think watching over a crime scene is strenuous? Jeez," Max muttered. "Compare to my job that's a walk in the park."

"I also understand you don't have any place to stay-"

"Who told you that?" Max had many places to stay, most of them where far away but still, she could find somewhere, like her car.

"That doesn't matter, my wife feels bad about your situation and so we would like to offer our home as a place to stay," Doctor Cullen explained. Max turned to face him, the most incredulous look she could manage on her face.

"And you think I'll take you up on that? Your wife hit me with a car. You don't get that I don't need this thing," Max waved around the cast on her arm, "I may hate your family for all you know. I probably do but forcing me to deal with them, that's beyond stupid."

"It's the only way you're getting out of this hospital any time soon." Max narrowed her eyes, he was going to try to manipulate her?

Game on.

Ziva and McGee were on the first military jet to Seattle. The flight restrictions had been lightened but only to allow military aircrafts to fly. DiNozzo had wanted to go but due to circumstances it was agreed he should wait in D.C.

Max had relented to staying at the Cullen's. She had also figured out why. Apparently she smelt like 'the girl who saw them play baseball' and they wanted to know why. Max hadn't even tried and she was already screwing with them.

She'd also found out that one of them was a mind reader. That had been hilarious, poor kid now had Caramelldansen stuck in his head and would every time he tried to read her mind. Max wasn't sure if he was a one off, or if the other had powers too. Max had yet to figure it out, and then by proxy how to screw with them.

It had only been an hour when Max started to get bored. Silently, she wandered to the kitchen, she'd been shown were the stuff was. She didn't expect to see the mind reader kid. He cringed as she entered the room, song blaring in her mind for him to hear.

"Are you ok?" she asked looking concerned, despite the fact she knew it was her fault.

"No. It's nothing, you smell weird." The kid's eyes widened as he realised what he'd just said. Max merely raised an eyebrow.

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing, it's nothing."

"You really don't look to good." Max reached to feel his forehead in case he had a fever but he backed away knocking over something from the counter besides him. "I'm not going to hurt you, trust me, if I wanted to hurt you I would have done so already." What the kid didn't know was Max had gotten her hand close enough to feel the temperature of his skin, definitely colder than was natural.

Another reason to wonder about this 'family'. They were joined by the doctor male of the group. Max realised she should have at least attempted to remember names past their last name.

"You two are up late. Any problems, is your arm hurting, or your ribs?" He asked Max kindly.

"I'm fine, I just wanted a drink. I think he has some issues though," Max said pointing to the kid. "I would consider sending him to a therapist"

"Have you been near any animals recently? Sometimes he has a bad reaction to the fur." Max almost applauded the doctor, that was a good lie, almost plausible. Unfortunately Max had an excellent BS meter. She would let this slide though, she wanted to lull them into a false sense of security first.

"Must have been the dogs from my last assignment, their fur got everywhere," Max lied.

The discussion finished at that point and the three of them dispersed to where they came from.

Gaara was sat in McGee's seat, watching DiNozzo intently. Ever since the discovery had been made he had been watching the man.

"Do you mind? I'm trying to work here," DiNozzo complained, ignoring the light snigger from Gibbs direction.

"I'm not inhibiting you," Gaara said, defending his actions.

"You're putting me off with your staring"

"My bad." DiNozzo was slightly amused at he fact Gaara had picked up some sayings better than Ziva had. He didn't know that Max had used it a lot in both Japanese and English.

Review please

There will be destruction in the second part, this was just the build up. I don't like it when the hate isn't justified.