When we got to the house the door opened instantly. I threw open the door, and gently lifted Isabel into my arms. "Oh fuck," i heard Gwen mutter seeing Luna in my arms.

"Yeah, it's pretty bad," i muttered, carrying her up to her room. Everyone followed me up, and i laid her down. Adam helped me change her out of her clothes and we set about cleaning the wounds as best as we could.

"What is that?" Sam muttered, staring at the areas that the silver had gotten into her system.

"Werewolves are allergic to silver," i said, checking for her pulse again. I got nothing, but i knew she wasn't dead, because neither myself or Adam could smell rotting flesh. She was alive, i just wasn't sure how alive she was. Any normal werewolf would be long dead by now, and if she's not dead, then she'd eventually be okay, right?

"Do you have to change at the moon too?" he shot at me sarcastically. We all glared at him, but he didn't seem to notice.

"Believe it or not, we have evolved since the dark ages," Nate said in disdain. "Back when the species was just coming to terms with what it was, you had to be born a werewolf, had to change and feed during the moons. Touching silver burned us. We've evolved over the years, but it silver gets into our blood stream, and it does happen from time to time, small amounts can be treated."

"That doesn't look like a small amount," Jake pointed out frowning deeply.

"It's not, they used a specific weapon during the interrogation. They wanted to kill her," Adam said wiping his bloody hands on his shirt. I looked down at my own clothes and arms. They were covered in blood too, i could smell the poison all over me.

"They tortured her?" Jake asked in horror. "She's a kid."

"Luna's a lot of things, a kid isn't one of them," Cole said, sharing a look with his brother.

"Will she wake up?" Gwen asked warily, staring down at Luna's still pale face.

"Yeah, it'll be a while, but i think she'll pull through," i said and then remembered what we'd learned.

"We need to talk, it's about what happened during the ball," i said distinctly. "We all had different captors."

"What do you mean, different captors?" Zack asked in confusion.

I glanced at Sam and Jake, and they shared a look with one another. "We'll go get Paul," Jake said, grabbing Sam's shirt and pulling him out behind him. All of us migrated downstairs and into the living room. I explained what happened during the hell hound attack, Brandon and i waking up in a cell, talking to my supposedly dead parents.

"I thought pack leaders couldn't abandon their post," Adam said frowning.

"You can't until your dead, so whatever they are now, they aren't werewolves anymore, and they did die," Brandon said throwing me an apologetic look. I just shrugged. I had never been close with my parents, they had responsibilities, and i was the runt of the litter. I spent most of my time with my mate, my sister and our friends.

We spent an hour discussing this when Jake pulled back up. He helped Paul out of the car, who got sick as soon as he stood up.

"What do we do now then?" Connor asked frowning.

"Anyone else think its weird that Paul got so sick?" Nate asked, opening the door for them.

"Yeah, we can hear you out there," Paul mumbled.

He turned to me now, i could see a sheen of sweat over his flushed skin. His elevated temper, the inability to move around without help and the glossy eyes all pointed at the flu. Sadly, supernatural creatures dont get the flu. He looked like crap. "How bad?"

"She's alive, but, she hasn't moved or woken up since we found her," i said truthfully.

"Will she be okay?" he asked warily, eyes darting up to her bedroom door and then back down to mine.

"I think she will be, maybe if your close to her it'll help," i said giving him a small smile.

He turned to stare up the staircase and a range of emotions fell across his face. He was scared, mostly, scared of what he would see when he got in there. I couldn't blame him. She was in bad condition right now, i was amazed she was even still alive. But i really did think having Paul close to her would help.

He hesitated, and then took the stairs one by one. He stopped in front of the door, and just gripped the handle for a moment. I watched him take a deep breath and then walk in. Well that was intense, i thought frowning slightly.

"You should go talk to your vampire, he's been wigging out since he found where you were, we told them you called," Jake said after a quiet moment. We could hear Paul talking upstairs, though as to what he was saying, i was at a loss.

"Yeah," i said cringing, Edward was going to totally freak out when i finally met up with him. I sighed, running a hand through my hair and then went into the kitchen.

Despite the fact that none of us could shift, it didn't alter the fact that you needed enough food for an army to tide us over. I went through all of the cupboards, figuring we'd need a mass grocery run. "I'm picking up groceries, anyone need anything?" i called over my shoulder. Everyone came barelling in, and i figrued i should get a pen and paper.

I didn't hear much movement on the other side of Luna's door, before i went in. I wasn't surprised to find both of them sleeping. But Luna was actually asleep. She was breathing, i wasn't sure if she had woken up, but she was more alive then she had been for the last twelve hours. I walked around the bed, and checked her pulse and then looked over her wounds. They were still bleeding, but she did have a pulse, so i wasn't overly concerned. Two hours ago if it hadn't been for the fact that she was bleeding, i would've assumed she was dead. She didn't move while i went over her vitals, but i didn't expect her to for a few hours now.

I glanced over at Paul, he didn't look so bad either. He wasn't as feverish as he had been when he'd gotten here, so i came to the conclusion his health was somehow connected to Luna's. Which made me worry, because that was unheard of. Sure a mate feels when there other half dies, but never has a werewolf or any kind of mating pair had any kind of wound or illness that has affected there mate in much of any way. Let alone from a distance. This was just too weird.

I went over to the window, closing the curtains once i'd opened it. Figuring some air might help, i noticed Sam's shadow along the edge of the yard. What a creeper, i thought frowning. I didn't really understand what his problem was with us. I mean, we weren't hurting people. Sure Luna could be mouthy and a total pain sometimes, but that was just the way she was. It's not like the rest of us warranted such a rude attitude. I'd say he was just territorial, but the rest of the pack wasn't like that. In fact, on the few runs i'd gone on, they seemed more then welcoming to have some new people to run with.

I set two waterbottles and a small bottle of pain pills next to the bed, figuring either of them might benefit and then turned on the bathroom light. I turned off the bedroom light, the light from the bathroom was enough, and i closed the door behind me as i left.

I pulled up to the Cullen house, only for Edward to make a bee line for me. He was covered in that light red, almost pinkish glow, and it kind of reminded me of static. It faded out, as i had expected it to, but it gave me the most unusual feeling, almost like a warning sign. Probably because we were supposed to be natural enemies, but as i came to that realization the imprint took over, making me crave his touch all over again.

He wrapped his arms around me tightly, and i hugged him back. He kept muttering about how scared and worried he'd been when we found out something had gone wrong. "Why didn't you tell me what you were doing?" he asked, kissing me lightly. At least he wasn't freaking out.

"I didn't want you to worry, no harm came to me, too much skill," i said grinning at him.

"Next time you take off like that, especially to crash a council party of all things, please tell me," he said pleadingly.

I started to feel guilty now. God only knows how badly Paul must've reacted when we didn't come home on time, and then when Luna got sick? Yeah, Edward would've torn up all of Vancouver if we hadn't called, just to find me. "i will," i promised smiling at him.

"Is your sister okay?" he asked, leading me into the house.

"She was poisoned with some silver, but she'll be okay with some rest, im not sure how long it'll be before she's better. But she will be okay," i said honestly, biting my lip. He closed the door behind us, and again everyone was sheathed in that same pink red color before it faded out.

"How bad?" Carlisle asked curiously. I noticed the obvious look Alice and Rosalie were wearing in their attempt to ignore me and i tried not to smirk at them.

I heard Rosalie's audible, "ugh, great the dog's back."

"What's that Rosalie, you want me to kick your ass again?" i called with a grin. She glared at me darkly and i grinned even more.

"Enough, both of you," Esme said irritably.

"Bella, how badly wounded was your sister?" Carlisle asked, ever the doctorly father.

"Bad, at first we weren't even sure she was alive, but she was breathing again when i left. Paul was pretty sick too," i said frowning. That was still bothering me.

"Yeah, we saw when she got sick. Paul just collapsed, he was writhing and at first i thought he was dying," Edward said a little uneasily. I eyed him for a moment, wondering just how much he cared about either of them. He seemed to have been worried about Luna, probably just because of the fact that she was my sister, considering he didn't actually know her. But still, i was surprised he cared about either of them. I felt myself smile a little, and i kissed him lightly.

"Their both going to be fine," i said confidently.

"How is it that Paul reacted the way he did, i've never seen anything like it," Carlisle said quietly, in a fascinated way.

"I dont know, Luna's always been different though. Maybe because she's a Darkling," i said shrugging. I had no information to offer up. It was a foreign subject to me, everything that was happening lately was. Maybe i should start researching werewolf culture. At least then i would know what was going on about my own species.

"Your sisters a Darkling, and she managed to imprint as well?" Carlisle asked in wonder.

I frowned at his tone, it was making me feel weird about discussing it. "Yeah, i know, she's a weird one that girl."

"Do you know of any other Darkling's that have imprinted?" Carlisle asked, mind a thousand miles away.

"Well, no, but you can't really compare Luna to other werewolves," i said shrugging. She was just too different to compare to the general population of anything from a teenage girl to werewolves, to Darklings.

I intertwined our hands, and tugged him up the steps to his room. Closing and locking the door behind me. "Everything has changed, so fast," Edward said quietly, pulling me into his arms and onto the bed.

"Yeah, i'm sorry about all of this. I should've told you everything when we met, but i really thought that part of my life was over," i said sighing. It was still hard to wrap my head around everything happening.

"i wish you had, i never would've felt the need to worry you'd run screaming in the other direction because of what i am," he said chuckling amused. I smiled fondly, kissing him again. When we separated so i could catch my breath he kissed my forehead. "Why didn't you hate me, if you had been a werewolf before you'd moved here?"

I paused, thinking over how to answer that. "I'm open minded?" He laughed lightly, kissing me with a smile. "I dont know, i've never been big on the whole vampire hating thing. More of a live and let live, kind of person i guess. It didn't bother me so much as i couldn't shift anymore, and everyone around me was stronger. Then again, i was the runt of the litter."

He paused, thinking that over and shrugged. "Works for me. Being born in a litter, what's that like?" he asked curiously.

I stared at him confused, "i dont know, as normal as a human has a child i guess. It's just the way it is. It's not like we have litters all the time, maybe once or twice in a life time."

He paused again and then frowned, "would you be able to have children with me? I wouldn't think so, vampires can't have children."

I hesitated, "i dont know Edward. So far nothing really points to normalcy when it comes me and my family. It's hard to tell, the rule books when thrown out the window on everything."

He gazed at me for a moment, eyebrows furrowing slightly. "Are you scared?"

I opened my mouth to respond and then thought about it. I hadnt really thought about it. I was scared for Luna, until the weird light thing kept happening. Then the huge hole i blew through in the basement of that council mansion. It was freaky, but at the time, i didn't really have much time to be scared. I wasn't raised that. I was raised to act, take an advantage if you get one, and ask questions later. Later hadn't really come, considering there were no answers to get.

"Not really, if were different from most werewolves, then it isn't all that surprising. I've always been different just because i wasn't born with the same animosity as the rest of my pack and i'm fascinated in most things other werewolves aren't. Luna's always been a freak, and she's always adjusted well, so i'm not too concerned about her either."

He smiled at me in a fond sort of way, leaning over and kissing me passionately. I wrapped my arms around him, returning the kiss just as strongly. I felt myself become overwhelmed with him. The need to touch him and feel every part of him took over and he shifted our bodies so that he was lying on top of me.

He pulled back slightly, "i love you Bella."

I smiled up at him, "i love you too." Then his lips were crashing down on me all over again. Within moments the need to be together become overpowering.

Paul POV

I heard a door slam shut downstairs, and i startled awake, jumping in surprise. I glanced at the door, listening for the sounds of an attack. "Paul?" a strained voice asked to my right. My head shot to Luna, who was staring at me a little unsure and in a sort of confused dazed way.

I pressed my lips to hers, and she moaned in surprise. The relief that fell over me was so intense that it made my chest ache. Luna was awake, she was going to be okay. Until i'd heard her voice and seen her entrancing eyes meet my own, i had been doubtful.

I pulled back, pressing a kiss to her forehead and she smiled at me tiredly. "What's happening, how did i get home?" she asked weakly.

"A few hours ago, god, i'm so fucking glad your okay," i said in a rush, "i love you Luna, and i swear to god if you ever do anything like that again without taking me, i will murder you."

"Sounds about right," she mumbled weakly. "I'm sorry, i should've been more careful, i love you too Paul." I kissed her again, just as passionately and she returned it, but pulled away for air more quickly then i would've liked.

She swallowed thickly, and i felt her heart pick up some as she tensed, "i think i'm going to be sick."

I sat up instantly, lifting her up and carrying her to the bathroom. She cringed at the light and i hit the switch. The moment the lights went out the sounds of her retching greeted me and i frowned a little. "Someone brought some water up," i mumbled hesitantly. I knew she wouldn't like it if i started to baby her, so i just turned to get the water and medication.

She was sitting back against the bath tub when i got back and she looked pale, but alive. Despite her condition, i was just happy to see her up and moving. I handed her both bottles, and sat next to her. "Do you want to shower or eat?"

She gagged when i said 'eat' and i couldn't help the chuckle that escaped. The same thought just kept passing through my mind, Luna was going to be okay, she was awake now, everything was going to be alright.

"I dont think i can shower by myself," she mumbled in distaste.

"Who said anything about showering by yourself?" i retorted with a grin.