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I couldn't believe it. I was going to leave, finely get out of this prison I had been sent to six months ago.

Could this werewolf really mean what he said about getting me out? Could Paul save me? After all it was the werewolves who were meant to protect me, that had me thrown in this prison when they found out I had no family they could send me of to. Could I trust him?

I looked over at the huge werewolf that sat next to me; I couldn't help but feel this pull towards him. My heart was telling me to trust him but my head was telling me to be careful.

"I-" just as the beautiful man next to me was about to say something, Rhubarb jumped on to my lap. Her black Fur was wet from the rain. Humm she must have been outside.

She playfully nudged her head into my hand, demanding my attention. Her yellow cat eyes looked at me with a knowing flicker in them. I slowly stroked her head, rubbing the fresh drops of rain into her fur.

After a while of stroking her, giggling as she purred and lay down in my lap, curling in on herself and falling asleep. I remembered Paul was sitting at the end of my bed.

O no! He can't see Rhubarb! Only witches or chosen people can see witches pets! He's going to think I am crazy and change his mind, leaving me to die in this hospital!

Slowly looking up at him, getting ready to see his shock face, but instead I saw him looking straight at Rhubarb.

"Can-can I stroke it?" Paul asked looking at Rhubarb. He does see her but how?

"she' not an IT, she is a girl." I say bluntly, no one insults Rhubarb even if they didn't mean it. "And yes, you can stroke her, if she lets you" I say timidly, I don't want to give him the ok and have her attack him.

Slowly Paul raised a shaky hand a gingerly touch Rhubarbs head, ready to pull it back if she were to move an inch.

Rhubarb started purring at Paul's gentle strokes, traitor. I guess I am the only one who doesn't trust him.

"Why would you help m-me?" I ask quietly, not expecting him to hear me but he does.

"You said it was werewolves who put you in here" I nodded "well I am going to change that! It will be a werewolf who put you in, and a werewolf who got you out!" He announced proudly.

"And how do you plan on getting me out? And why bother? You could easily leave and forget that we ever met. Why are you here?"

He seemed a hurt by my words but why would he?

"Well for getting you out, I will have to talk to my pack and find some way to get past secretly. As for the way I would bother, that's simple. You're mine, and I don't want what's mine to be stuck in this hell."

"YOURS?" I hell, standing up, but wincing when I say the anger in his eyes.

"Yes, you are mine. My mate." He says standing up so he is towering over me.

I cringe back in fear and slowly take steps back but he follows me, stating me in the eyes. I felt the cold and hard wall hit my back when I ran out of room. NO now I can't run! He's goanna kill me!

And for the first time since I have been here with him the memories can rushing back.

The bodies of my dead family lying around, the smell of burning flesh. The giant wolves walking round, picking up pieces of vampire, throwing them into the fire. The man who found me, holding me, making me watches as they destroyed my home. My eyes were stinging with tears as I watched one drag my mother into and unmarked grave, dropping he down there like she meant nothing. Them ignoring my pleads, the blood, the body's, the smell.

When I can back I realised I had sunk to the floor crying, holding myself. And Paul was next to me, trying to calm me down, to help me.

"I'm sorry willow. I didn't mean to scare you, please forgive me. I'm so, so sorry" he cried pulling me into his arms again.

"This is going to be more compacted then I originally thought." Paul mumbled to himself. "I should have known that this was too much for you. Damn it! She wasn't ready for this yet! I mean she thinks that she is a witch!" he mumbles.

"I'm s-sorry" I cry out. He shouldn't blame this on himself. I'm the broken one. I'm not crying because he was angry at me. I'm crying because everyone I loved and knew was killed in front of my eyes and I am hunted from the memorise of it.

"No it was my fault." Paul saying gingerly places his hand under my chin, making me look in his eyes.

"I'm sorry I am broken" I say looking down.

"You are not broken" I look at him "Maybe a little rough around the edges, but not broken. I shouldn't have lost my temper, and I am truly sorry for that. You should never apologise for anything. Ok?"

"But-"he cut me off.

"Never" he said looking me square in the eye.

"Ok" I say quietly.

"Ok" he replied in a whisper, looking deep into my eyes.

Slowly his face grows closer to mine, but he never breaks eye contact.

Suddenly they were loud knocks on the door, making me scream and jump into Paul's chest.

The door slowly opened to about a quarter ways when a man's head popped round it looking round the room till his eyes landed on us. He had the same dark hair and skin as Paul with a sharp jaw, his eyes were also yellow. Werewolf.

I screamed again and pushed back into Pauls chest, making him growl at the intruder. Too many men, it's happening again. Get away from me! Please get him away from me!

"Ok calm down, I just wanted to say that we think we have a plan to get crazy out" the werewolf say nervously, his hands out in front of him.

"What is it Seth" Paul growled, his hold on me tightening, making me feel safer.

"it's called wolf mission 105" he paused to chuckle "just follow our lead, Kim is going to make her look like a complete and utter different person, then we are going to walk straight out of here with the help of Rachael"

It sounds simple enough and that's why I don't trust it. I don't thrust him. And I have no idea why I trust the wolf that is currently holding me like he will never let go. But if there talking about getting me out of this hell hold then….. I don't have much chose. But I need a plan of my own. One that once they get me out of here means that I can get away from then. I just need to wait until my powers are back and I can leave them.

"I'm not letting Rachael anywhere near her" growled Paul. What does he mean he won't let me near Rachael? She has been the only thing helping me keep least 1/8 of my sanity while here.

"Why can't I see Rachael" I whisper so quietly I didn't think they heard me. But there wolves, so of course they heard me. Paul, again' growled at my question.

"O Paul has some insane view that Rachael will try to take you away and your bonds so weak that his wolf won't let any threat near you" said an amused Seth.

"I-I don't u-understand." I whisper nervously. I look up into Paul yellow eyes and see them soften and he looks down at me. And for a moment I feel like everything is fine again. No murder, no hospital, no werewolf's and witches. Just Pauls beautiful yellow eyes. Why does this keep happening?

"We will explain everything in time, but first we need to get you out of here." He says so softly, like silk.

"o-ok." I say looking down again.

"Seth we need another plan. Have you got one?" Paul asked breaking the silence.

"Wellll….." Seth said, lifting his arm to starching behind his neck. "We have one more but you might not like it"

"What is it?" Paul asked calmly back, but his muscles go ridged.

"Ok, here's the plan"

This is a terrible idea. It's never going to work. Maybe Seth should be in here if he thinks it's going to work. O god. Nope, it won't work. We will be caught then they will all go to jail and I will go into lock down and never be allowed to leave. This won't work. Paul and the other wolfs might be able to break out of jail but I can't, and I highly doubt they will try to get me out again. Aw shit, were all screwed.

I can't believe that worked! It was the dumbest idea ever and it worked! Who knew! I thought we'd be caught for saw when we walked past the guard but no! They wished us a nice trip back! No, I, what?

Who knew that dressing me in Rachael's spare scrubs and walking next to at least 4 huge guys that look like they would eat you for breakfast would get you out of a mental hospital! Ha! And most of all, who knew I would be able to walk with that many men near me! Why does being around Paul make me feel so strong? What's happening to me?

"You ok?" said wolf was currently holding me in his lap in the back of his friends car, a rabbit I think? Half of the pack took a different car that someone called Sam brought up? And this car was Rachael's? I'm not sure. But there was only two wolfs and Rachael in this car plus me and Paul.

"You-you got me out?" I asked in awe, I never thought it would work.

"Of course I did" he said with soft eyes and nuzzled his nose into my neck, breathing in.

"Will you e-explain to me know" I ask quietly.

"Once we get back to la Push I will tell you everything" he mumbles back, tightening his hold on him.

"Promise" I whisper.

"Promise" he whispers back.

After that we just sit in silence, me on his lap, he holds me, me listening to his steady breaths, him breathing in my secant. I don't know when, I don't know how. But somehow we both feel a sleep in each other's arms. Holding each other like it's the only thing we have on this earth.

When I wake up, I'm still in Pauls lap; he's still holding me, purring. Or the purring is coming from sleeping Rhubarb who has decided that my lap is very comfy. I pat her head gently, its lucky she can't be seen by mortals, it might take more than scary looking guys to talk are way out of that one. I wonder if the wolves can see her; they won't eat her will they? I really know nothing about werewolves! Why did I trust them again! O yeah, because one of them has beautiful yellow eyes and seem too distraught I long enough to get me out. Why, o, why did agree? O yeah, I'm going to get away from these monsters as soon as I get my powers back. I will leave.

But I can't believe I slept in some man's lap! That's not like me at all! I can't get close to him! That will just make it hard to leave. But why does he have this power over me! He makes me feel like a different person. Not the scared little girl in the metal hospital; but a strong, confident witch who has the power to move on. What's happening to me?

Slowly the car comes to a stop outside of a small house. It was raining outside, and the droplets drum against the car window. I hear the sound of the car doors opening and slamming closed making me flinch into the sleeping Paul chest.

"Welcome to la push, Crazy" Pauls soft voice whispers in my ear.

Crazy?

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