WARNING! This chapter is somewhat graphic and is not recommended for anyone sensitive to death and loss.

Dedicated to Stephanie A.k.A. Daddy's Little Cannibal

Sept 11, 1990 - May 8, 2009

Gone but never forgotten.

Stephanie inspired many of us to write better.

"I'm sorry but we really need to cut this session short today. My dear friend and secretary, Stephanie, has been in a terrible accident. Shall we resume this next week?" Dr. Giggles asked. He looked truly devastated.

I felt my eyes glaze over and Carlisle's response was lost to a vision of the past. I saw a young girl of barely 18 walking across the snow covered road late at night. She had headphones on, her music turned up loud. A man was approaching in a large SUV, his vehicle swerving back and forth. The driver of the black SUV was visibly drunk.

I cringed as the front of the SUV made contact with Stephanie's side. A blood curdling scream escaped her lips. Ellie, a young girl I recognized from school, screamed and ran to Stephanie's still body. The drunk driver continued to speed away.

Ellie shook Stephanie, causing me to shake too. If I could cry, I would. I had seen and done many terrible things in my existence but the loss of such a vibrant young life truly sickens me. I remembered Stephanie from school. She lived her life to the fullest, always trying her best. She believed in persevering no matter what.

As my eyes focused back I saw Edward shaking with the same fury that was currently boiling through me. Jasper flinched from all the raw anger radiating from Edward and I.

"What the hell is going on?" Jasper hissed, our anger reflected in his voice.

"Calm down everyone! Jasper isn't handling the anger well!" Alice said, rubbing Jasper's arm soothingly.

I worked on slowly controlling my anger, letting Jasper's calming magic work on me.

xXx 3 Hours Later xXx

"Well it looks like therapy's over. TO bad. It was just getting interesting," Alice commented.

"What do you mean Ali?" Jasper asked before I could.

Alice laughed and said, "Well since our therapist is going to be locked up in an asylum, it'll be hard for us to continue seeing him. He saw her and he snapped. He was apparently a mental patient before you know." I was still confused as were most of us.

"Alice…why would seeing her cause him to snap? Who is 'her' for that matter?" I asked.

Before Alice could answer, Stephanie walked through the front door. She looked absolutely beautiful yet completely miserable. Stephanie looked only at the ground.

"I went to see him," she mumbled. "He was so scared. I'm supposed to be dead after all. Even if I disappeared from the scene…Ellie saw me die. I was as close to death as one could be. But I was saved. Doesn't he see? This isn't a bad thing. This is a good thing. I'll spend the rest of my existence saving those like me…Saving those who don't have anyone else that can save them…"

The now vampire Stephanie continued walking up the stairs.

"How?" was all anyone could ask…all anyone could say.

"She has the ability to speed things up," Carlisle explained. "A transformation that should have taken days, took merely hours. She's a unique specimen. Stephanie has chosen to spend her life helping the helpless. I didn't tell anyone about her because she didn't want anyone to know."

We all turned to stare at the top of the stairs where Stephanie disappeared.

"So what should we do now?" Alice asked.

Renesmee laughed and said, "I have an idea…"

This should be interesting.

A/N: I'm sorry to say this is the end of Family Therapy but never fear! There shall be a part 3 of this series! It'll be called Looking Back and the first chapter will be up within the week. Review. If you review I will give you something special. Something no one else has. The only thing I ask is you tell me your favorite character to drool over. ;-) I love you all.