Lacey's POV

The run there wasn't very eventful, though Claire was glaring at the ground the entire time.

When we got to the clearing Quil, Seth, Embry, and Sam were waiting for us.

"Well, this is goodbye. Don't kill anyone, Lacey." Emmet joked.

"I have a knife...and I'm not afraid to use it." I threatened.

At this Rosalie smacked me upside the head.

"Hey! Again, not your husband!" I exclaimed.

"I know, but you really need to get your anger management under control." Rosalie admonished.

"I only failed that class once...OK, twice...then I got kicked out five times." I admitted.

"Exactly!" Rosalie exclaimed putting Claire on the floor.

"Its not like we're born angry!" Claire exclaimed.

"Claire, we kinda are." I explained.

"Oh, right! Wait...what were we talking about again?" Claire asked

"Never mind. Come on, lets get this over with before I really do use my knife on Emmet." I grumbled.

"Like a little knife would do anything to me." Emmet chuckled.

"Jasper made it." I warned.

Then Emmet shut up.

Picking Claire up, I carried her across the border.

"Hi, Claire." Quil said.

Mentally I groaned, this was going to be the longest time of my life.

Claire quickly hid her face in my hair, and peeked out at Quil.

You can't blame her, it was a normal three year old reaction, she barely knew the giant guy.

His crestfallen face was pitiful though.

"Come on, Claire, say hi." I encouraged gently.

"Hi." Claire whispered fearfully.

"I'm Quil." He said holding out his hand.

"Claire." Claire said taking his big pointer finger and shaking it.

Retracting her hand she whispered in my ear.

"I like him, he's nice. Not like him at all."

I rolled my eyes and looked at Sam.

"Why are you looking at me?" Sam asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I don't exactly know where I'm going, I can't turn into a giant wolf like you guys." I said.

"Right. Lets go." Sam said walking into the forest.

Apparently they felt like being human cause they didn't phase.

"What happened to her arms?" Embry asked suspiciously eyeing Claire. "They look like yours did when I first met you, but yours were worse."

"Excuse me, Sam?" I asked.

"Yes?" Sam said.

"Is it required with the deal that I have to answer questions?"

"No..."

I turned back to Embry.

"Then its none of your business." I told him.

Then again, Quil needed to know.

"What happened to her?" Quil asked inspecting her arms gently.

"She was burned." I answered looking at the floor willing tears not to fall and trying my hardest to repress horrible memories.

"But-"

"Just drop it!" I yelled cutting Embry off.

Claire hugged me looking at me with her big blue eyes.

"What?" I asked her.

"Why are you so defensive?"

"Why do you have such an advanced vocabulary?"

"Genetics."

"Thats my answer to being defensive. Just ask the big lug next to me, he's just as defensive as I am." I said gesturing to Embry.

"Am not!" Embry exclaimed.

"Dude, your being defensive right now." Seth put in.

"Thank you! See, Claire, I'm not the only one whose defensive!" I exclaimed.

"Potato." Claire muttered.

"Potato?"

"Its the first thing that came to my mind."

I smirked and was glad to see that we had reached a clearing where a house stood.

"We're here." Seth said cheerily.

"Woo!" I said sarcastically.

"Can you at least pretend to enjoy yourself?" Embry asked.

"I'm here because you guys wouldn't help the Cullens if I wasn't. I'm doing this to save Bella, but no one said I had to like it." I said.

Embry groaned and face palmed himself.

"Why couldn't we have just asked for Claire?" Embry asked.

"Yeah, I would like to know that too!" I said as we walked into the house and ended up in the living room.

"Seth!" Sam exclaimed punching him.

"Ow! What?" He asked.

"You didn't tell him?"

"Uh, no."

"Why not?"

"Cause I didn't want to die!"

"Your not gonna die now you two go outside, I'll take the girls to their room." Sam ordered.

Embry and Seth trooped out side.

Claire and I followed Sam and Quil to a large guest room.

The room was held a queen sized bed, a dresser, a window seat, and a closet.

"Its nice." I said.

"We'll let you get settled." Sam said.

Quil and he then left.

I quickly unpacked both of our bags while Claire took a nap.

When I got to the bottom of the bag I saw my old black and red phone.

"What?" I whispered.

I could have sworn that I had thrown the phone away once I was sure Dameon was locked in Abyss forever.

Suddenly it started ringing.

Panicked, I answered before anyone came in or Claire woke up.

"Hello?" I asked somewhat fearful of who'd answer.

"Hey, its Dameon." A sickly sweet voice answered on the other side of the phone.

"D-Dameon, of course, um, how are you?"

"Delightful. Did you like your little, surprise?"

"You mean Claire?"

"Yes, idiot! And actually, I changed my name."

"How nice."

"Yeah, folks call me Riley. So, when are you going to come and see me? Or does the old hag not know about me?"

"Tiffany is not an old hag. You on the other hand, hm."

"So she still believes this is your first life?"

"What do you want, 'Riley'?"

"Simple. I want to reverse what happened years ago."

"It wasn't my fault! I drowned too!"

"Yeah, after you let Amanda and William take your place on the life boat. Don't you think Claire looks a little, familiar?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Call her Amanda, you'll see. I'll deliver William in a little bit. We're going to be going on a little trip to a woodshop."

"What will that do?"

"It will change you. Your not supposed to be so caring and loving and whatever a human is."

Angered beyond belief, I hung up and started pacing, angry tears streaming down my face.

Stupid memories came racing back.

Flashback

"Amanda, get in the lifeboat, you to William." A twenty one year old me ordered two frightened kids, one twelve one ten.

"Not without you Millie!" Amanda sobbed her black curls plastered to her face from the rain.

"I'll be fine!" I lied thrusting the two sobbing kids into the boat.

"You are so idiotic, Millie!" Dameon exclaimed shaking my shoulders.

"Why?" I challenged sick of being a mean, cold-hearted person. "What is so bad about being nice, kind, COMPASSIONATE?"

"Its not how a cambion is supposed to act!" Dameon screamed.

Just then the boat broke and I was plunged into the icy waters, dying from hypothermia.

Flashback Ended

I was pacing fast, my breathing ragged and broken, and a mix of emotions so bad it was like a whirlwind in my mind.

My cell phone that was still in my hands beeped.

He's there.

"I hate you Dameon, Riley, whatever your name is!" I whisper-screamed.

I stormed out of the room and walked down the stairs.

Walking into the family room, I saw a boy my age with brown hair and hazel eyes glaring at Sam.

Upon seeing me, William's eyebrows shot up.

Instantly, I put a finger to my lips and shook my head signaling him not to say anything.

"Who are you and what business do you have here?" Sam demanded coldly.

"I know someone who is staying here." William said carefully wording the sentence, for he didn't know my name.

'Lacey' I mouthed pointing at me.

"Who?" Sam tested.

"Uh, Lacey." William said, it came out sounding more like a question.

"What, are you her boyfriend? I've never seen you around." Sam said.

William looked like he wanted to start cracking up, but he kept a serious face.

"No, I'm her half-brother." He said.

"Whats your name?" Sam asked.

"Max."

"She's never said anything about you."

"Can I just see my sister?"

"Fine. Lacey!" Sam called.

"Yeah?" I said walking up to him pretending that I wasn't there the entire time.

"Lacey?" Max asked.

"Max! Oh my god!" I exclaimed hugging him.

"Goodness, how old are you, fifteen?" I asked whispering into his ear.

"Sixteen." He replied.

We separated and I glared at him.

"That is so not fair!" I exclaimed.

"Thats the way it is sis. Is Mandy here?"

"Claire you mean."

"Yeah, sure."

"She's three. She takes naps dummy." I said smacking him upside the head.

"Right, can I see her?" Max asked.

"Sure come on!" I exclaimed taking his hand and leading him to the staircase.

"Lacey, I never said I would allow boys here." Sam said seriously.

"Excuse me, but your the one who made me stay here if I valued my friends life. So if you want to let me go back, I would be fine with that." Hey, I might as well try.

"He can stay." Dang it!

I dragged Max up the stairs and into the room Claire and I shared.

Max looked at his used to be older sister.

"Max, we have a big problem." I said.

"Bigger then what made us get on the Titanic."

"Um...possibly." Last time I was the one who was about to get murdered, not Claire and Max.

"Try me." Max said.