And here is the first chapter as promised. I think this is even better than my Future of Twilight story. I tried to go into as much detail as I could to give you a feel for the characters. I also want to add a warning.

WARNING:

This story is going to contain some abusive situationS. Not child abuse per say, but a child does get hurt. It contains abuse towards a wife by her husband. It will be physical, and emotional. I don't want to get into the sexual abuse because I like to keep my food in my stomach and I just can't bring myself to write that. But I would like to bring to light, that even if you never thought it could happen to you, it can. Even the most even tempered man, can loose it. Although this has not happened to me, I still feel for those women and even some men who go though this. It takes much more emotional strength than the average man to get away from those kinds of situations.

And as always please review.

Chapter 1

The house was beautiful. It was a cute little 3 bedroom house that reminded me a little too much of Billy's house. But it would have to do. I was close enough to the Uley's that if the bastard who attacked my daughter ever came for us...... I shook my head as I pulled a box of stuff for the kitchen out of my back seat.

The kitchen was small, but it was homey. I could imagine Logan and Lena sitting at the table laughing while I made cookies. Their brown eyes sparkling in delight. I sighed and put away the pots and pans that were in the box. I walked out to my car and pulled out another box. This one had movies in it. I was almost to the door when I heard a loud engine, and the gravel on the driveway moving. I turned to see a black pick up truck pulling up behind my tiny white Honda Civic.

A breath whooshed out of me when I caught sight of the driver. He looked a little too much like my husband for my comfort, but as I looked into his eyes, I knew he was nothing like him. No one can fake the kindness and sense of loyalty that swam in these eyes.

"Sam. I should have figured you'd be by." I told him, all the while still holding the box of stupid VHS tapes that we would probably never ever watch since we didn't even have a VCR. There were 4 other men with Sam. I looked them over and could remember seeing 3 of them before. They were with Jacob the last time I seen him. The day, he ripped out what was left of my heart, and told me it was all my fault. Of course at the time I had no clue what he was going on about, but it didn't make it hurt less.

"Jared, Paul, Embry...." I turned to the last one and sighed. "Quil...." I thought that he might have gotten away. I had hoped that Quil would be able to get away and not have to be cursed with the half-life that the rest of the boys of La Push had to live. I guess I was wrong. "Long time no see boys, what are you doing here?"

I turned to the car after I set down the box that was in my arms. I needed something to get my mind off everything running through my head. I was not the little naive girl anymore. I didn't want to be dragged back into the world of magic and love. But living in a place like La Push, I guess it was inevitable. But I'd be damned if my children would go through what I had to. I had no choice in the matter, but come hell or high water, my children would be kept from all this.

"Well, Billy called this morning and told us you were setting up the house, and I figured I'd give the boys a call, and now you have your own personal moving crew." Sam said in a soft voice. A voice so much like the one I left behind. I closed my eyes as I pictured the way the voice would wash over me. Take away my fears and worries. The same voice that could turn from a loving caress to a malicious whip if I wasn't careful.

"Bella, you ok?" I felt a hot hand on my shoulder and I jumped. I couldn't help the yelp that came from my mouth. Or the tears that came from my eyes. I looked up into the face of Quil. Poor sweet Quil, who had never done anything bad to anyone to deserve what had happened. I inhaled a shaky breath, and nodded my head. Time to get my shit together.

"Yes, I'm sorry. It would help if I had more hands. The truck is on the side of the house, but you already knew that. I'll just direct you." I nodded to myself as finished telling them. I knew I wasn't fooling them, I was just fooling myself. Trying to believe that everything would be ok, and the world was all sunshine and rainbows. But I knew the truth. I knew the things that went on in the shadows. The things that went bump in the night. The world was blinded by their own selves. They refused to believe that the things that scared them as children were real. Because if they believed, then everything that they thought was true, was just a lie. And as much as I wanted to run and hide. I couldn't. Because for some reason, it just followed me.

I wanted to laugh as the boys tried to act like it was hard to move my furniture. Like one of them couldn't carry a couch by themselves. Or the whole truck if they so wanted. I just turned my back and unpacked the boxes. Let them believe in their little charade. I guess they were forgetting who they were dealing with. I used to run with vampires. I allowed a small smirk to grace my lips as I thought of their reactions to me knowing about them.

"Bella, we're having a bon-fire tomorrow night, and if you would like to come, you can. I know some people that would really like to see you again." Sam told me as the boys were getting back in the truck. I looked up in his eyes. The same eyes that saved me in the woods all those years ago. And the same eyes that torment my dreams now.

"I don't know, Sam. I don't know if my kids are ready. I don't know if I'm ready. These last few years have been hard." I looked down at the ground. Could I really see them again. I didn't really know most of them. Just Jacob, Embry, and Quil. I somewhat knew Leah and Sam, but I only heard of the others. I didn't want my kids to be involved, but I knew deep down, that these people would never hurt them if they could help it. These people were their family. I was the one on the outside, not my kids. My Logan. If the timing was right or wrong, however you looked at it, could become one of the legends. I sighed. No, there was no keeping them from this.

"I know Jacob would really like to see you. Emily wants to meet you, too." Right, Emily, the one that got attacked by a 'bear'. I remember Charlie telling me that over the phone. It was the summer before I moved to Forks. He was telling me that there was so much blood, trying to get me to freak out. He was like that sometimes. Told me about horrendous crime scenes trying to get me to behave. Like I didn't always stay in on the weekends anyway, with no friends cause I'm just some freak magnet.

"Maybe, Sam. Let me see how tomorrow goes. What time, if I decide." If I knew the time, I could find something else to do, and make a good excuse. Anything to delay the inevitable.

"Around 8 is the stories, but try to get there earlier. We're making a day of it. You know, letting the kids run loose. Summer's almost done."

I nodded at him before he got in his truck and backed away. I had things to do before Charlie brought the kids here. Somehow, I never pictured Charlie taking care of kids. I guess because I was always the one to take care of him. But he was great with them. Almost makes me wish I could go back in time, and let him take care of me again. It would be nice to crawl up in someones lap and just let them comfort me. To not have to worry if something will pop out of the woods and drain your blood.

"Bells? We're here." It's a testament of how lost in my thoughts I was when I didn't hear Charlie's cruiser in the driveway. I heard every little sound now a days. Wiping my hands on my pants, I walked into the kitchen to see Charlie and my two black haired babies.

"Mommy, Grandpa put on the siren for us. It was awesome! And he let us sit in the back!" Logan went on waving his hands in the air dramatically as he explained in great detail the ride home in the back of a police car. His smile was contagious and gave me my first smile of the day. I heard a little huff and glanced to see Lena with her arms crossed, and foot tapping. My broody girl. Says what's on her mind and to hell with everyone else.

"Thanks, Dad. It would have taken forever if I had them here. Would you like to stay for dinner?" I asked trying to mentally figure out how much more food I would have to make.

"No, but thanks. Sue invited me over." I nodded at him as I took the meat loaf out of the oven.

"It's nice of you to help her around the house, Dad. I know how close you and Harry were." I glanced at him and almost smiled at the slight blush on his cheeks. I always did fell sorry that Charlie lost Harry shortly after my moving. Or should I say running?

"Well, she had trouble with her kids there for a while, but everything is good now. You should meet them. Leah's around the same age as you, and I think you would love Seth. There's a bon-fire tomorrow, are you going to come?"

I looked at the hopeful faces of my kids and father and sighed. I would never hear the end of it, if I said no now. So, I just nodded and smiled at the happy squeals.

Dinner was almost silent. My Dad had left a little bit ago, and everyone was lost in their own thoughts. Logan was probably reliving his ride in a real police car, and Lena....who knows what went on in her head. That girl was worse than me with the things she did. No fear.

After dishes were cleaned I turned to the kids who were looking at me with expectant eyes. "Lena, it's your turn for the bath tonight. Logan, go ahead and watch some cartoons while your sister is in the bathroom."

Logan ran off to the living room while Lena followed me silently to the bathroom. I ran her water and told her to strip while I opened the medicine cabinet for the cream and gauze that I needed. I nodded to her to get in the tub.

Grabbing a wash cloth, I soaked it in the warm water and put it on her back. My eyes prickled as she flinched and started to whimper. I gently started pulling the bandage from her back, as the water soaked through. It was the easiest and least painful way. If I was able to kill the bastard that did this to her, I would.

"I know, baby, but it's almost healed. Soon, I'll be able to take it off." I cooed at her. Both of us having silent tears running down our faces. It was heart breaking to watch my little girl in pain. She was the opposite of me in everything. She never showed her emotions, always said what was on her mind, was graceful, and outgoing. For her to show her pain, it was something. I would never forget the sight of her laying pale on the hospital bed. My little boy, curled in a ball on a chair, holding her hand. Both of their eyes were wide in realization. They had their eyes opened to the evils in the world in the worst way possible. Everything I had wanted to keep from them, exploded in their face. Literally.

After cleaning her back, and bandaging her back up, I helped her out, and she got dressed. Putting the kids to bed, was always an easy thing. I lucked out in that department. Even before the 'incident' they were easy going. I sighed as I looked at the clock. It was only 9, and sleep never looked so inviting.

I was woken up in the middle of the night, by two screams. I was only in the hallway when I was pounced on by two little bodies. Both crying. I brought them back to my room and tried to calm them so I could find out what happened. It was Lena who spoke first.

"A wolf. There was one in the woods." I watched as they went back and forth like a tennis match.

"It's going to get us! It's going to eat us!"

"Daddy's coming for us! He's going to hurt us!"

"I don't want to see Daddy, Mommy. Please, don't let him get us!"

I hugged both of them, assuring them that nothing was going to get them, and it was just a normal wolf. That the Quileutes cherish them, and they are considered sacred. They would never get hurt by a wolf. Inside, though, inside, I was terrified. While my children only knew about their father, I knew about other things. And I couldn't help but think and wonder if he was indeed coming for us. He said that he would come for me if I were to leave. That he would take everything that I cherish. Would the boys here in La Push really save us? I knew how close they were, and how family was held above everything. Would they really protect us from one of their own? I could only hope.