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Chapter Thirteen: White Demon Love Song

The next thing I knew Edward had thrown me onto his back and we were racing to the Clearwater's house. He didn't speak but I didn't press him. Edward was brooding and didn't need me poking around. I was still in shock at what had happened anyway. These visions had to mean something, I was sure. Edward skidded to a halt once we reached the Clearwater's. The pack was already there, all of them looked hurt. Paul was cradling his arm like it was broken; Embry was holding a blood soaked cloth over his right eye; Quil was in his wolf form nursing a wound on his foreleg, and Jared was wailing on the ground clutching his stomach. All the while Sue and Emily were tending to them.

"What the hell happened?" I asked breathlessly when Edward set me down.

Their heads snapped up but I knew they weren't in any condition to fight; neither was I. Sue surprisingly ran over to us and hugged me.

"Thank God you're safe Jacob!" she said, hugging me again.

"What's going on Sue?" I asked, "Who were those wolves?"

Sue's eyes shifted around like we were being watched "Come inside, we'll talk and get you out of that blanket."

I followed her across the yard but Edward stayed put beside the driveway. He looked very uncomfortable. I started to say something but Sue beat me to it.

"Are you coming?" she asked Edward, "You're welcome inside."

Edward nodded curtly, "Thank you, Mrs. Clearwater."

The pack let out small growls when Edward passed them but Emily actually smiled at him warmly.

Sue's house was always comforting. She was the type of person who always had something cooking in the oven and a pot of tea on the burner. Unattended candles burned on the mantle and I could smell herbs wafting from the kitchen. She told us to sit at the kitchen table while she went to find me some pants so I wouldn't be walking around in a blanket. Emily bustled in and out with bloody bandages and hot compresses. She dumped the soiled bandages in the sink to soak in water but stopped mid-step like she'd remembered something important.

"Is this okay?" she directed her question at Edward, "I mean if it's uncomfortable I can just burn them if you like."

That's Emily, always thinking about everyone else.

Edward smiled at her, "No that's fine. I fed a few days ago; wolf blood isn't too tempting anyway."

Emily didn't look the least bit put off, "All right. Jacob would you like something to eat."

My stomach was flip-flopping but I'd never turn down a meal, "Sure."

Edward and I both tensed when a strangled howl was emitted from outside. Emily was wringing out a steaming rag, "I'll be there in a second Quil!"

She spared us a small smile as she rushed outside to tend to Quil.

"Jacob, are you all right?" Edward asked, scooting his chair closer so he could drape his arm around my shoulders.

"I'm fine." I lied.

Edward rubbed my shoulder, "You're shaking, love."

"Seriously, I'm just in shock or something." I didn't mean to be so short with him.

Sue came back with some pants for me and hopefully an explanation. I changed quickly in the bathroom, when I returned to the kitchen Sue and Edward were talking quietly. They both looked up when I entered the room. Weird.

"So I take it Edward filled you in?" I asked, pulling my chair up to the table.

Sue nodded, "Jacob, what's I'm about to tell you might come as a shock."

Nothing could shock me anymore. I was a gay werewolf who had visions and was involved with a vampire. Shocking was almost sounding normal.

"You are…gifted." She said carefully, "There hasn't been one of your kind in almost 100 years."

"Kind?" I said, "But I'm a shifter, that's not so weird. Right?"

Sue laughed a little, "Right. But you're not only a shifter Jacob you are a Ma' heen gun."

"A what?" I said, sharing a look with Edward, "You lose me."

"A Ma'heen gun can see the past, the present, and the future." She explained, "Years and years ago when our people still believed in the old spirits, it was believed that the Ma'heen gun could conjure and change the future and walk with dead spirits. Ma'heen gun means 'wolf who walks with time'."

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding, "Have I…always been able to do this?"

Sue nodded, "You just didn't realize it. By meeting your imprint he triggered your sight into the spirit world."

"Did you do that on purpose?" I chided, letting Edward draw me a little closer to him.

He was the picture of innocence, "I had no idea."

Sue smiled at our little show of affection and continued with her story, "The last Ma'heen gun also imprinted on a vampire."

"So do vampires give us the sight?" I asked.

"It's a partnership." She said, "Without their vampire imprint the Ma'heen gun loses their sight but if either dies then the other will too."

I subsequently felt the air being punched out of my chest as I tried to handle the situation and not freak out on Sue and Edward. So if I died Edward would too?"

"And the Ma'heen gun's body would be possessed by his spirit wolf."

Damon?

"That explains it!" I suddenly yelled. It was like someone had connected the plug in my brain and all the gears were turning. When Edward died in my dream I sounded like Damon because I was Damon. I had died somewhere along the way, I just hadn't seen it yet. If I could prevent my death I could possibly save Edward and maybe even Bella.

Now I was fully animated, "So what about the other wolves?"

Sue's face darkened, "Those are not wolves. They were summoned by another Ma'heen gun who practices dark shamanism. They are shadow monsters able to take on the form of anything."

So the Sam in my dream wasn't Sam. The faux-Sam and the shadow that attacked Bella were one in the same.

"Well what does the other Ma'heen want with me? I'm not casting spirits on his side of the world am I?" I almost laughed but refrained when I saw Edward's stern face.

"The other Ma'heen gun is female Jacob. She wants you to be her mate."

Edward let out a small growl at the mention of the Ma'heen gun.

"But you said if Edward dies then I will too. Why kill Edward if she just wants me?"

"It's very complicated Jacob," Sue said, "She wants Damon."

How did she know about him? I never told anyone about Damon, not even dad. I edged closer to the end of my seat unintentionally,

"How do you… how does she? I never told anyone."

I jumped when the tea kettle whistled shrilly. Sue fetched it and poured herself a cup of tea and gave me a mug of cocoa. I accepted it graciously; the chocolate would calm my nerves.

"The first Ma'heen gun was Damon and this other was his mate but it was involuntary. Damon was in love with a vampire and, in order to flee from his mate, spirited his soul into your body."

This was unreal.

"So Damon was a real person?" I said shocked. My jaw was hanging open and I was sure it was touching the floor.

'Damon? Dude why didn't you tell me this?' I tried calling for him in my mind. Hopefully he wasn't still mad at me about yelling at him earlier.

'You never asked.' Came his snarky reply.

Emily abruptly burst through the screen door, "There are some…um vampires here."

Edward seemed to relax, "It's only Emmett and Jasper."

Jasper…Seth… their names were crying out death to me.

"You two should go." Sue said, standing to lead us to the door, "But please be careful."

I hugged her, "Bye Sue. I'll tell Seth we were here."

"Tell him I love him." She whispered.

Edward opened the door for me and I processed onto the porch. Everyone was looking a little better than before; they were all staring daggers at Emmett and Jasper. I was surprised when Paul stood up and walked over to me. Edward tensed but I held his hand tightly.

'Relax, babe.' I said to him in my mind.

"Listen Jake," Paul said, shifting uncomfortably, "we just wanted to let you know we're behind you 100%. I mean, we might not like your…" he chose his words carefully as he looked at Edward, "alternative lifestyle but you're like my brother man. Brother's stick together."

"Seriously? So I'm not banished or whatever?" I asked.

Embry nodded, "Yeah, Sam says he's sorry by the way."

"And he should be!" Emily piped from the porch, "If I had known he did that to you and Seth I would've put a stop to it, Jake."

"Edward, we have to go." Jasper said in a clipped tone.

Edward turned to me, "Will you be okay to shift or do you want me to carry you?"

I could hear snickers when Edward mentioned carrying me.

"I guess you can carry me." I said, letting Edward lift me onto his back.

"We'll call if we get any news." Jared said, "Or howl; whichever's easier."

We were traveling at blinding speed again and got to the Cullen's house in a matter of seconds. All I wanted to do was sleep forever. I needed to get my head together.

I knew it'd be one hell of a week.

I hope everyone liked that. It was more of an info chapter, the next one will be packed with action! Also, Ma'heen gun is actually a Cherokee word, I could find the Quileute word for 'wolf' which was weird. I hope I didn't offend anyone who is Cherokee or possibly Quileute by interchanging the word. I have Blackfoot in me but I didn't use any of our words either! I think this chapter went well. Don't you think?

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