Disclaimer: Do I look like I am fabuously rich as a result of owning Twilight? Didn't think so.
Summary: See Previous Chapters
Sue Clearwater
People say that it's hard; being a spirit-wolf, but believe me when I say that it is a thousand times worse to be the parent of one spirit-wolf, let alone two of them.
Knowing that not only will they face our tribe's most dangerous enemy, but that they are the first line of defence, if not actively seeking them out, is a terrible thing, horrible beyond the ability of words to describe.
Knowing that although you would happily die to protect your children, you would be forced to stand helpless and watch as they fought for their lives is every mother's worst nightmare.
We are taught to hate the Cold Ones for what they are. The Cullens cannot help their nature, and are better than most by keeping to their "Vegetarian" diet of animal blood. I do not hate them for what they are, but for what they have done. What they have caused to happen.
If the Cold Ones had not come, then the youth of La Push would never have been forced to change.
I should have forced my husband to eat healthier, but if the Cold Ones had not come, Harry would not have had a heart attack when he saw his children phase for the first time.
Sam would never have imprinted on Emily, and my Leah would not be forced to endure such heartbreak when her fiancé left her for the cousin my daughter once loved as a sister.
She would not have grown bitter and unhappy, and Seth would not be so upset, angry as only a brother can be, knowing that there is nothing he can do to help his sister. He was only upset over Leah's grief, however; the Council and the rest of the Pack are still giving Seth and Quil the Younger odd looks for being so enthusiastic about the Change.
No mother wants to see her children in pain. The fact that said children sporadically turn into giant wolves, with giant appetites to match, is just icing on the badly made cake.
I understand Bella wanting to protect her daughter, though everything in me screams that it is un-natural, but it was for the child that dozens upon dozens of Cold Ones flocked to our lands.
They came, and the ranks of the Spirit Wolves grew to numbers not seen since Taha Aki, swelling to including boys as young as ten, and even a few girls coming down with sudden fevers, which cleared up as soon as the Cold Ones cleared off.
It was because of Renesme (and who was sadistic enough to saddle an innocent child with a name like that?) that I feared I would never see my children again, when they followed Jake as he split from the La Push pack, unwilling to kill the unborn 'abomination'.
I don't guilt-trip my children often, and hated it when my own mother did so with me in my own youth. However, when they won't come home even after you pour on everything up to and including I-Spent-Nine-Months-And-Twelve-Agonizing-Hours-Bringing-You-Into-This-World, you know things are bad.
It didn't help that Sam's attempt involved calling Leah by his old pet-name for her, which could only make her angry, but I digress. That kind of maternal fear is something I would not wish on anyone.
Being a Spirit-Wolf is hard, and a great responsibility, but being the parent of one is far worse.
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A/N: I am nowhere near as happy with this chapter as I am with others, but I couldn't really find anything else to put in, as nothing else we know about Sue (she took Harry's place on the Council and married Charlie) really has to do with her children.
As always, Constructive Criticism is appreciated, and Flames are ignored.
Thanks, Nat