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Mike's POV

"So I lay my head back down
and I lift my hands and

pray to be only yours
I pray to be only yours

I know now you're my only hope." I sang gently as I played piano. I heard something outside and stopped. I didn't do anything I just stared at the door. The sound had stopped but I knew better than to think they were gone. I strained my ears and heard a heartbeat. A shifter, I hope it's not Zuri. The truth was that I was afraid of how fast I had spat out my heart.

"I know you're out there." I called. The doorknob creaked and then turned with a click and slowly opened. I saw the large frame of Embry step through the door.

"Oh please keep singing Mike, I love your voice, it just makes me want to fly." He snickered. Thank God it isn't Zuri.

"I'm going to kill you." I said straight faced. He bellowed a loud laugh.

"Was that song for Zuri?" He asked still laughing. I shook my head.

"No... It wasn't."

"Who was it for." I leaned away from the piano and put my hands behind my head breathing out.

"It was for me."

"What do you mean?"

"Trying to remember how I used to feel about love."

"So you're singing a woman's song from a chickflick?" Embry prodded.

"Shut up, Switchfoot wrote the song."

"Okay fine, say they did write it, why that song?"

"Well they did write it... and it used to make me feel... it's the song I often saw myself singing to..." I stopped short. I bit my lip forcing myself not to think about her. I didn't want to miss her, I'd never see her again, she'd fall in love and live her life, and I'd be left behind, an afterthought, in five years I might be a causal thought in her head. Dang it! I don't want to be a causal thought!

"Who? Rosalie? Tanya?" Embry asked. It was my turn to laugh bitterly.

"No... before that... before this whole crapfest started... before I became your kind... before I met your kind." I said fading off. His kind? That's pretty harsh... If Embry was offended by my remark he didn't show it. An understanding look came over his face and he nodded.

"Rena." He said. He didn't ask, he didn't need to.

"You haven't seen her in months." he said. I nodded.

"She probably thinks I'm dead."

"Nah, you're a tough bastard, probably thinks you just moved somewhere harsher than Minnesota, maybe Siberia." I laughed dryly.

"I've never heard you once mention anyone but your family... not once since you turned." I breathed in deep ignoring the familiar dry pain and nodded.

"There's a reason for that... Rena was the only other person besides my family I truly cared about."

"Then why not bring her up before now? It's been months." Embry asked. I pushed the piano bench back and put my head in my hands, hands on knees.

"It's too hard... It was hard enough remembering every single day that she'd never be mine... but now to know that I'll never see her again... I don't want to think about it, much less talk about it."

"If you knew she'd never be the one then why? Why keep putting yourself through it?" Embry said. For being such a mature powerful almighty Alpha he doesn't get it... Funny how that works.

"She wasn't family... and she still thought I was worth the time of day... She saw I was different but didn't push me away for it... hah... maybe that's half the reason I fell so dang hard for her... maybe that's it but I don't know. I just always knew that no matter how much it hurt, having her as a close friend always felt better." Embry shrugged and leaned back in to the wall.

"I still don't get it." Of course not you look like you were chiseled out of stone and every girl who looks at you immediately falls for you, I swear Embry, some times you're so thick. I stopped myself. He was my best friend, my only friend here...pain gripped me as guilt set in. I sighed and tried to explain.

"Image this... imagine growing up with a big family... three brothers and a sister, out on a farm, it's all you've ever known. Everything is great... you have fights with your older brother, but you know at the end of the day you like him... imagine it all... You feel right, normal... you might not be normal... but they never question it... they never say you're weird, unless it's lighthearted." I breathed in slowly.

"First day of school, ever, you get sent to the timeout, you don't even remember why but from that very moment on... less than an hour in to school... you know you're different. You can't place it on why or how but you know there's something different, and everyone else knows it too."

"It can't really have been like that." Embry tried to defend.

"You make three friends... one of them is always there for you, one doesn't say anything when his other friends make fun of you, and the third always seemed to care about himself, but it never bugged you. You get to middle school and the first two are gone... and by high school your third friend has completely betrayed you... you don't have friends in school, every day is torture, it's survival, you don't enjoy school, you don't do good in school because you know you're brilliant... deep down you know you'll find six different ways to the same point but the teacher just wants one, and it's the answer you didn't like."

"What do you mean? Six different ways?" Embry asked honestly.

"I've got ADHD, I see things differently, and in school different is wrong, different is to be corrected. Different is to be drugged and made the same. Different is put on the assembly line with the same and shoved through."

"All the while everyone treats you like crap, but you know what? It's a private high school so as long as they don't do something serious like get in to a fight you're fine, they can say the most horrible and disturbing things to you but if they didn't hit you they get away with it. I wish they would have... I would have cleaned there clocks."

"I'm sorry."

"Then one day you meet someone... and she's not like them... she didn't just go along with everyone else and you became friends, she didn't care what they said about you, she didn't care that everyone seems to be afraid of you... and over time you realize you've got feelings for her, you tell her, and she lets you down softly... repeatedly..."

"I didn't get it... I'm sorry Mike."

"And she never leaves because things are awkward... That's not the type of friend you just forget about because you have feelings for her." I said ending my rant.

"So that's Rena?" Embry asked. I nodded.

"That's Rena."

"Yeah sorry... I didn't have that problem... I've always been ridiculously good looking." Embry teased.

"Not in the pictures I saw... you were what... 5'6 at most?" Embry groaned.

"You weren't supposed to see those!" Embry whined rubbing his face over with his hands.

"Really, I swear you could fit in my pocket."

"I hadn't gone through my growth spurt yet!" Embry defended.

"Yeah you know, get sick for a week, gain a foot in height and 50 lbs in muscle... yeah I did that too, didn't you know everyone does that." I responded sarcastically.

"They do where I come from." Embry shrugged.

"You come from a seriously screwed up town..."

"Rez" Embry defended.

"Fine, Rez." we both laughed for a moment then he leaned back and sighed.

"Oh what could possibly be wrong, you've got yet another woman throwing herself at you already." I prodded.

"From what I've seen so do you." I was glad I couldn't blush anymore.

"But I can't see my family ever again." I pointed out.

"Neither can I." Embry blurted out. I looked at him, he immediately regretted it. I laughed for a moment.

"What do you mean, after a year we're going back to your family." I said. He shook his head.

"Don't you feel it? Like every day we're more pulled to be here? Like every day we want to go back a little less."

"That's only natural, but we'll always want to go back to our families." I said causally.

"No it isn't... one of the Volturi's powers is connection... they can fabricate connection, make us want to be here..." Embry explained.

"If you're so worried about that why haven't you written to Ayden?"

"I may not ever make it back... maybe it's better he just forgot about me then miss me when I never return."

"Wow... what a wuss." I said snickering.

"What the hell was that?" Embry said laughing. He took a swing at me that I ducked under easily.

Arthur's POV

"Hey Elzam... We've got some bad news."

"What is it Arthur."

"We'd been working on a Serum that suppresses vampiric bloodlust while making us stronger... we have it... but so does someone named Havik."

"Havik? Guy in all black and blond hair Havik?"

"Yes that is he."

"I knew he couldn't be trusted."

"You know him?"

"We've been forced to work with him on multiple occasions."

"Forced?" I asked angrily.

"He had intel and our friends up at Langley thought it was worth it."

"Well don't trust him." I heard Elzam give a humorless laugh.

"I never trusted him."

"How did he learn about the Serum?"

"He has an intelligence network... He seems to know just about everything..."

"He jumped us when we were at a bar, knew our names, who we were, and what we could do."

"What were you doing at a bar."

"We were testing the effectiveness of our serum." I defended.

"Sure you were... and you don't think walking through downtown could do that without drawing attention?" I snarled.

"We wanted to make sure we could do anything we did before we turned... We can."

"So you slept with humans?" Elzam asked. I could hear his contempt in his voice even though he tried to hide it.

"I don't need your judgment." yelled turning off the phone.

Bors' POV

I sighed as I made my way back into 'O'Hara's' for the first time since the fight with Havik. The place was still a mess. I had to take notes and report back... I wasn't the one who made a scene why the hell do I have to clean up after their irresponsible sex driven asses? I restrained a growl of disapproval.

Stupid bastards I thought as I sat down in the corner of the bar. The bar was abandoned, still closed... apparently having a bartender stabbed through and thrown out the front window closed the bar for a couple days. I looked in the area, yellow tape still covered the doors and window. I heard the people walking past me but didn't pay them any attention, I kept my nose open for any unhuman scent. I noticed something behind me... it wasn't human... but it didn't smell vampiric either... Nor was is Havik... I turned to see a pregnant woman. She looked vaguely familiar, I didn't focus on it because it wasn't important then she looked at me.

"You! You were with Arthur." I nodded. I knew why I recognized her, Arthur had hooked up with her at this very bar... but that's impossible, she's at least four months pregnant.

"Yes... I was..."

"Good... I don't know what's happening... I... I'm pregnant." I was dumbfounded... she wasn't pregnant when I last saw her.

"I can see that." I responded.

"I had sex with Arthur less than two weeks ago."

"How is that even possible?" I asked. My gut wrenched. He's a fucking vampire, it doesn't need to make sense.

"Please help me." I wrapped my cold arms around her.

"Come with me..."

"Where are we going?"

"To try and get you some help."

Well isn't that a little twist. Hmmm how could he get her the proper help? Thanks for reading. I'm not sure when I'll update nex tbut as usual if you want me to update faster you need to review. Hope you enjoyed the show. Remember your ideas, knucks, high fives, rolls of twenties, and reviews. Catch you on the flip side.