Yes, Officer

When asked what Leah wanted to do with her life, before the change, she really hadn't known. She had been finishing college, thinking of the future she could have with Sam and after he left, her life just fell apart. Wracked with grief the thought of college had slipped from her mind. Her picture perfect world of a strong husband, beautiful babies, and a modest house she could turn into a home had been shattered. Phasing and Emily had ruined it, and when the change over took Leah herself, the thought of any form of normal life, with or without Sam...completely fled.

She lived to hunt, to kill, to eat, to sleep. Basic and primal, Leah felt as if she had lost her humanity and in place, had been turned into a shell of a girl. A shell that contained a vicious, volatile monster that bit at the reins, begging to be let out. Plus, she would never be able to leave La Push. She had to stay, she had to protect. She had stopped getting her period. No more life for the shewolf.

It was a sad fate, no future for someone who could potentially live for forever.

So when Charlie pulled over at the side of the road to talk to her, and the scent of...something...filled her nose, Leah asked what it was. Surprised, the man turned to stare at the evidence box sitting in the backseat of his cruiser.

"Just came from the airport. Cocaine. You can smell it?" The police dog sitting beside the box wagged its tail at her lazy. Charlie didn't hide much when it came to the La Push wolves, because they didn't hide from him and really. Since they'd begun patroling forks, the crime rate had gone down, and Charlie was catching a lot more of the bored teens that vandalized his town.

"I didn't know what it was." Leah said, shrugged her shoulder. She was wearing cut off shorts and a baggy t-shirt, mud riding up her calves. "Could just smell something off."

"You know, Woofy over here is gettin' old." Charlie started. He leaned back in his seat, eyeing Leah from the car window. "You want a job, Leah?" Her father had always been a good friend of his, and Charlie did try to look out for the Clearwaters. He visited Sue frequently.

"What?" Leah asked, incredulously. "I'm not a dog, Officer Swan." She snipped at him, offended.

"No, but you have a damned good nose and the police force has staggered shifts. Set you up at the air port. Get to hunt your blood suckers" He cringed at the words, hate and longing dancing in his eyes, "And bring some money in. I could hook you up."

"Why me? Why not ask Seth?" She raised her eyebrows, silently mulling the offer over.

Charlie smiled, simply. "Because he's not you. Swing by the station if you want to take me up ont he offer." He rolled the window up and drove off down the road. Standing in the rain, Leah tilted her head.

And then she made up her mind. Slipping into the woods she stripped and phased, chasing the police cruiser down the street from the safety of the trees.

ZZZ

First day of work, and Leah was having a pretty good time. It was a slow day, not many flights coming through, but all the different people...the smells. It was a nice test for her, seeing if she could match a scent to a person, and there.

Kid couldn't be any older than fifteen or sixteen, but he stunk. Not much, and the scent was trying to hide, but weed was easy to notice, especially for her. He was standing near the doors, slouched over on himself, eyes scanning the rainy road outside.

He was probably some punk ass kid pot dealer. Not a major deal, but illegal all the same and Leah had a duty to do. She flicked the radio at her shoulder on, muttering to Charlie that she got one, as she strode across the airport lobby, towards the door.

"Hands on the wall, legs spread. Now." She snapped, voice leaving no room for argument at all. The kid jerked in surprise, then trembled as the shewolf turned cop towered over him.

"Y-yes officer."

Officer. She liked the sound of that.