Wyatt's POV

It was a few weeks after Damon and Mom's big argument, and things had cooled down; though they would barely speak to each other unless it was necessary. And now that things were calmed down all we knew was that we were going back to visit Forks. Mom and Dad didn't tell us anything else. So after school that day we had to pack up, get on a plane, and head to Washington. Not like I was complaining. I loved Forks, I wasn't sure why, but I did. It was like something was pulling me there and when I was there, which was hardly ever, I didn't want to leave.

"Wyatt!" Piper called to me.

"What?" I called back.

"Our ride is here!"

I walked out of my room and towards the stairs. I stopped in front of Damon's room to see if he was in there. But of course he wasn't. I had wanting to talk to him about some stuff that had been happening to me. Like at night I got really hot and sweaty, tremors went through my whole body, and everything hurt. I figured that I was about to change, like into a werewolf. But there hadn't been any vampire threats around Denver… so maybe I was just sick.

Before I knew it I was at school, and apparently I had a whole conversation with my sister on the way.

As I walked to my locker I heard someone calling my name. "Hey Wyatt!"

It was a preppy, peppy, shrill sort of voice that made me cringe.

'Kara at three o'clock,' a voice said in my head,

I looked down the hall and saw Kara Mores walking briskly towards me. Then I saw Piper leaning against the wall a little ways down from where I was standing. No doubt the warning voice in my head.

Kara was getting closer to me, so I walked the other way and slipped into the nearest boy's bathroom.

"Wyatt?" I heard Kara call. I held my breath, and then let out a sigh of relief when I heard her Prada heels click away. I closed my eyes and counted to fifty before pulling the bathroom door open.

The second I walked out of the bathroom Kara caught me.

"There you are Wyatt," she said grabbing my arm and linking it through hers as we walked.

"Here I am," I sighed.

"I've been looking for you everywhere!" she whined.

As we walked down the hall Kara talked, and talked. I managed to tune her out though, nodding and commenting when needed.

Kara Mores was a girl that I had dated a few times and she was convinced that I was in love with her. And I was nice enough to ask her to leave me the hell alone. Not like she listened. Kara was another reason why I was excited to leave Denver for a while. She bothered me every day and on weekends. I could only be nice to her for so long before completely losing my mind.

When the first bell rang I managed to get rid of her. And God let me tell you what a relief it was to just be in my own thoughts… and anyone else of my choice.

By the end of the day I was sick and tired of hearing Kara or even seeing her. I had enough Kara to last a life time.

"Look Kara," I said at the end of the day as she followed me to my mom's car. "I have a really bad headache so can you just leave me alone?" I don't know where the outburst of anger came from, maybe it was the actual headache I had, or maybe it was the 'sickness' again. But I was suddenly extremely angry.

Kara's blue eyes filled with tears as she spun around and walked briskly away, her dirty blonde hair swaying back and forth.

I sighed as I walked towards my mom's car where Piper was already waiting with Mom.

"So," Mom said as we drove home. "Are you ready for our trip? Ready to go to Forks?" Mom smiled widely.

"Yep," Piper said cheerfully.

"You have no idea," I muttered looking out the window.

"Good to hear," Mom said smiling at me in the rear-view mirror. Of course Mom understood; she always understood.

The plane ride was long but peaceful.

Grandma Bella and Grandpa Edward got us first class seats on the best flight available, so the ride was comfortable. Though Dad thought it was unnecessary, but only because it came from my grandparents.

Piper, Damon, Michelle, and I all sat in a row, with Mom and Dad in front of us. Damon and I sat in the middle of Piper and Michelle. Michelle was curled up on Damon's lap and Piper was using my shoulder as a pillow.

"Hey Damon?" I asked poking my brother.

"Yeah?"

"How old were you when you phased?" I asked.

He thought for a minute. "Fourteen, I think," he said. "Why?"

I ignored his question. "What happened when you were about to phase? Like how did it feel?" I asked.

"It hurt like hell dude," Damon said. "My whole body broke out in tremors, I felt like I was on fire but my skin was cold. And I was really angry for no reason at all." Damon looked down at Michelle on his lap and started stroking her hair.

"It hurt that bad?" I asked looking into his mind.

What I saw scared me shitless. Damon was remembering what it was like to phase for the first time. He was remembering the pain, sheering pain, and the feeling of loneliness.

"It hurt so much that Dad had to get meds from Doc," Doc was what we called our Great-grandfather Carlise, "but my body heat burned them up too quick."

He looked down at Michelle again.

"Mom wouldn't come near me for days," he said quietly. "She couldn't take to see me in so much pain."

I heard Mom cough quietly in the seat in front of us. It was one of those times when I wished I could read my mother's thoughts.

"What's with all the questions Wyatt?" Damon asked.

I didn't answer.

'Did you phase bro,' Damon sent me.

"No," I said flatly. "But I think that I'm close, but there hasn't been any vampire threat, so there has been no reason to go wolf."

"It doesn't take a vampire threat," Damon said. "It just takes some vampires."

"Huh?"

"There doesn't have to be a threat to bring out the wolf in you, it just takes a few full blooded vamps."

"Oh…"

"Bro I phased just from being in Forks near Grandma and Grandpa. Once the gene sets in, it takes over." Damon looked up at me and gave me his best big brother smile. "Who knows Wyatt," he said, "you might phase this trip."

A sudden flare of fear rushed through my body. Then I heard my mom gasp. I forgot that she was listening.

'Oh shit!' I heard my dad say in his head.

"Jacob Black!" Mom yelled slapping my Dad's shoulder.

"Damon," Dad growled.

Damon sighed and put the ear phones to his iPod in his ears and cranked the music. As my dad tried to calm Mom down quietly, I closed my eyes and leaned my head against Piper's.

'Don't worry,' Piper said in my head. 'No matter what I'll be there.'

That worried me. When a wolf phased it was dangerous for anyone to be around them except other wolves. When you first phase you don't know who you are, or where you are, it's supposed to be terrible and I didn't know if I wanted my sister around that. But it made me feel good to know that I would have her around to calm me down.

"Thanks sissy," I whispered kissing her head.

'You're my twin,' she sent. 'It's my job to be there for you.'

I smiled and nodded.

'Plus,' she sent, 'that will be my chance to be the strong twin.'

I laughed quietly. Shortly after I fell asleep leaning on my sister, like always.