A/N: Thank you to everyone who reviewed, you motivate me. :D

COLBY THOMAS BLACK

Embry, Mary and I stood still. No one had any idea what to do or say. Alison stood, her stance comfortable - she wasn't exhausted anymore like she had been for a couple of days. She wasn't sad or depressed. She looked confident, comfortable. Her golden eyes weren't alarming, I didn't think she looked like she was up to something bad. But again, she was the center of my universe and all; Embry didn't feel the same way. He moved and stood in front of Mary protectively, waiting for Alison's next move.

I, on the other hand, had nothing to be afraid of. Even if she wasn't my imprint - even if she was up to no good - I was still the son of Jacob and Renesmee Black, descendant of the Quileutes and the Cullens, Alpha of the biggest pack in the continent, I wasn't about to be scared of whatever a thirteen year old girl was. Besides, whatever her intentions were, my instinct would be to protect her - from herself, from others. My alliance was with her.

Whoever she was.

"Alison," I said, standing closer to her. Her eyes were challenging, defiant. I decided to play it cool and appear as unalarmed as possible, as if nothing was different about her. "When did you get up? Are you feeling alright?"

She scoffed. "Better than alright. I feel amazing."

"It's just that," I licked my lips, "You looked so exhausted and weak earlier, we didn't want to wake you up."

She let out a short, amused laugh. "Yeah, that was boring," she said, moving even closer to me, having to look up for our eyes to meet. "So, what? Are we all going to ignore the elephant in the room?" She looked behind me at Embry and Mary, "Though I must say, Embry looks like he's seeing a ghost," she said, "Don't worry," she bared her teeth, "See? Normal. I don't bite."

I got on my knees in front of her; it was kind of tiring looking down the entire time and, to be honest, Mary's heart was beating so fast someone had to reassure her it's going to be fine, so I wasn't about to step away from Allie. Alison smiled as soon as I did that. I looked at her straight in her glowing, golden eyes. You could still see hints of blue inside. Her skin got a little warmer and she blushed ever-so-slightly, smiling wider. "What's your secret?" I touched her nose. "What are you hiding, Allie-Bear?"

She jumped a little, looking excited. "I found out the coolest thing a couple of days ago," she said, "The coolest."

I could almost physically feel Embry and Mary's confusion from behind me. I held her hands, feeling her pulse - her heart was going faster than her usual, but not fluctuating. It was a steady pace, but a fast one. "What did you find out?" I wanted to shower her with questions, but I thought it was best to drag it out slowly. I didn't know what triggered her current 'state' nor did I know what could possibly confuse her.

"After I ran off from the mansion and had that panic attack and all," she said, "It was over in a minute, and I felt a lot better - refreshed even. No one was there at the time - not the wolf, not that vampire. I knew I was near where you lived - the other house - so I went there. I had left my phone there earlier, so I texted Dad to tell him I will be going to Mom. Then I needed something to transport me to Port Angeles, so I called a cab to pick me up from the road, and that's when my phone died.

Mom was home when I got there. She looked so tired and huge. God. Anyway, once she saw my eyes she completely freaked out - I'm telling you, it was like she was living her worst nightmare. I asked her what was wrong, she told me to come in. She locked the door and told me to sit as far away as possible from her. I was confused, but I did as she asked. It turns out, she also had a secret of her own. I swear, it was like the International Secret's Out day or something. First my dad, now her. I told her what Dad was but she wasn't surprised, she just went on with her story.

Anyway, so she told me that my grandmother was a hybrid - a vampire/human hybrid, like your mom. Except the difference is that the vampire didn't have any super cool powers, I figured. And her mother married a human and died shortly after because she completely refused to have any sort of blood in her system after she gave birth to my mother, who appeared to be completely human.

Mom apparently grew up normally, but because we have supernatural luck as a family, she married someone who carried the wolf gene. Dad had phased, once, before. He told her all about it when she gave birth to me, but they decided it was best not to mention it. She never told him about her mother either. She told me that, as a teen, she went through something similar to what I was currently going through. She said she had those 'panic attacks' and when she was sixteen she had a huge growth spurt and grew a lot of muscles, but that was about it. Nothing ever happened again to her.

So, yeah. That's about it. It turns out I'm a lot like you. Sure, I'm not as much vampire as you are, and I didn't phase, but I'm not completely human either," she said, "How cool is that?"

If there was a God I was forever thankful to Him. It felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Not knowing was worse than whatever it could have been. So the whole thing was that she was part vampire, part human and part wolf? That wasn't so bad. The most important thing was that she was okay, and she didn't hurt anyone.

Wait, did she?

"What happened afterwards? How did the rest of the day go?"

She sighed. "Mom gave me her credit card so I could withdraw some cash for her then go buy her a refill on her prescription from a pharmacy nearby. It was weird because her prescription still had her maiden name, but I went anyway. When I got back, she was gone. The apartment was a mess and there were clothes everywhere, so I figured she just left," her voice broke at the last part, "I think I scared her off, Colby," she whispered. Her face looked sad, but she wasn't crying, she just looked hurt. I patted her shoulders.

"Where did you go afterwards?" I asked. I wanted to comfort her, but I also needed to make use of her newfound memory; I had no idea if she would lose it again.

"Nowhere," she said, "I kept wandering about. Thinking on and on about what I was. I didn't know what to do, or where to go. My phone was dead and all I had was the bottle of pills. I went back to the pharmacy to ask what they were prescribed for, he said it was for the bipolar people. I figured, if Mom had a prescription since before she was married, it had something to do with the attacks and the weirdness and the blacking out, right?" I was about to correct her information about Bipolar Disorder but kept my mouth shut to see what she had to say. "A-and she turned out normal, right? So maybe it was the pills - maybe that was what made her normal. So I took a bunch," she said, breaking eye contact, "I don't need your lectures, but it worked, didn't it? I was back to my old self. Even for a while, I was normal."

I was stunned. I couldn't imagine what she must have felt, being rejected and feared by her mother, and lied to by her father, especially at her young age. That wasn't the kind of stuff she needed to worry about, and that was a huge reason why I left earlier to maybe prevent her from phasing. I didn't want her to worry, especially when she was so young. Actually, I didn't want her to worry at all, ever. I wanted her to be happy, safe, protected. I wanted her to succeed and thrive, like an extraordinary human. I didn't want her to worry about her duties towards her ancestors, or the danger around her.

I wanted her to just be Alison.

I took her between my arms and hugged her like her life depended on it. She wrapped her arms around me, patting my back. "I'm sorry if I scared you," she said.

I broke the hug and laughed. "Scared me? Right."

"I wonder if it would hurt to punch you right now," she said with all the seriousness she could fake, "I can hear better, maybe I can also punch you better, who knows?"

Behind us, Embry and Mary were whisper-yelling (if that's a word) about how he should have just let her be from the beginning and that there was nothing wrong with Alison, and he argued saying he couldn't have possibly know that and he now had to worry not just about her but about their baby as well. Alison excused herself to go downstairs to eat as she hadn't had anything since early this morning at the hospital. I followed her down and watched as she made herself a sandwich. "Do you want anything to eat?" she asked.

"Nah, I'm good," I said, "It's cute that you think I would let myself get hungry."

She smiled as she sliced a tomato. "With all the running you do I'm surprised you haven't eaten your own arms yet," she said, smiling, "But I have some questions - about, you know, this whole thing.."

I picked up a slice. "Shoot."

"Do you, errm," she said, "Drink blood?"

"Hmm," I said, swallowing, "I tried it as a child but it was never really my thing. I mean, it doesn't disgust me but I wouldn't pick it." I helped myself to a slice of cheese as well. "But I'm guessing since you're a generation further down you won't ever need to do that," I said, "You're mostly human." I tried to pick another slice but she glared at me and I stopped.

"I asked if you were hungry," she sighed, "I'll make you another one just stop eating mine." She got out another slice of toast, "Will I have to phase one day?"

I suddenly lost my appetite. I wanted to say no. I wanted to tell her it was okay and it was probably just a slight change, but the truth was, "I have no idea." I looked at her as she put her sandwich in the microwave, expressionless, "If you only carried the gene you probably wouldn't, because most females in La Push already carry it anyway and all, with the exception of Leah, never phased," I said, "But you're also part vampire, and I don't know if those two trigger each other," I said, "I mean, my sister and I both phased at first because of this prophecy, that if we were twins and there was danger we would both phase no matter our gender," I explained, "But, see, we're not identical twins so this might just be something Billy came up with to make my dad feel better about Sarah phasing. It could be the vampire part that triggered it."

She handed me her sandwich and started making another one. "So I'm divided into three creatures," she said, "Two of them are mortal enemies, and one is just food."

She was trying to joke, from her tone, but I couldn't bring myself to laugh. "They'll co-exist in you," I reassured her, "With Sarah and I, it made us stronger."

She got her sandwich out and looked at mine, which I hadn't even touched. "Eat," she said and sat down beside me. It was still weird seeing her eyes golden like that. I wondered if they would stay like that forever. "But you were born that way, right?" she asked, "You were already strong and powerful - you could communicate with people mentally when you were just a baby, right?"

"True," I said, "But the phasing didn't come until later."

She put down her food and just looked at me, her eyes full of words. "What's happening to me, Colby?" she asked, "Why am I like this?"

I patted her cheek. "I don't know," I said, "But we'll figure it out, I promise. My grandparents figured my mom out, we'll find out how your body works," I said, "Don't worry."

"I'm not worried," she said, breaking eye contact, "I'm just - just-" She started shaking a little, balling her hands into tiny fists. She heaved but kept looking down, then squeezed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth, and that was when I felt her again. I felt her pain. Her physical and emotional pain. I didn't know what was wrong with her though.

"Allie? Allie, what's wrong?" I asked, "Tell me - where does it hurt, Alison?" She didn't respond. It was like she wasn't even there - like she didn't hear me, or register her surroundings. She just kept completely still, shaking, tears dropping down her cheeks. "Allie!"

I tried to rub her arms or hold her but as soon as I touched her she screamed like I had burned her. I stood up and away. Embry and Mary came running down the stairs but I told them to stay back.

Sarah, I mentally called for my twin, Are you awake?

What is it? She asked, You're freaking out.

Tell Carlisle to come right now to the Anderson residence, I said, Now! Something's wrong with her and I have no idea what it is. Carlisle, Edward, anyone!

Alison stayed like that for the next twenty minutes - still, shaking, and zoned out completely. Carlisle and Jasper both showed up. As soon as Embry let them in I saw Jasper's face crunching in pain. He'd felt how she felt, and how I was feeling for her. I warned Carlisle about the time I tried to touch her and he kept observing her. Jasper sent a wave of calmness throughout the entire room and everyone relaxed a little.

Everyone except her.

I briefly updated Carlisle with the new information about her ancestors by 'showing' him mentally. He nodded understandingly then looked at me. "Have you tried reaching her mentally?"

"No.." How could that have not occurred to me? I concentrated on her and 'spoke', Can you hear me, Allie? It took her a minute but she managed to nod a little. Can you tell me where it hurts?

"M-my b-b-back," she whispered, "A-a-and m-my head."

Jasper tried sending another wave of calmness throughout the room, but this time, as soon as he did, she collapsed. I caught her before she hit the ground. She was completely unconscious, her breath and pulse still out of ordinary, but her muscles were less tense. Carlisle kneeled down and checked her vitals. He looked up at me with apologetic eyes. "I have theories," he said, "But I can't prove any of them." He sighed. "Let's take her to bed for now."

My whole body ached for her. I wished I could be the one in pain if it meant she wouldn't have to go through it. I wished I could find a way to make it stop. "Wait," I breathed, "I can't leave her here. Who's going to take care of her?" I asked, "No offense, Mary, you're great but we have to keep an eye on her, see if anything changes."

"Of course," Mary said, "I'll call Dad, tell him I took her home. You're welcome to stay at our place any time. We'll fix you up in another room and you can both stay."

"Okay," I said, lifting her up in my arms. She seemed so tiny - even smaller than usual. Her lips were pale and her skin almost looked transparent. I carried her to Carlisle's car instead of mine; it had a more comfortable backseat. I lay her down and sat beside her, her head on my lap. Carlisle and Jasper drove with us while Mary and Embry took my car and we all headed to La Push.

ALISON ANDERSON

I woke up to the huge snoring machine on the floor beside my bed that is Colby. I wanted to kick him for being so loud, but then I listened well and I heard another line of snoring roaring in the house - probably Embry. God, how did Mary sleep through the night?

I had been sleeping for a long time, I assumed. I looked at a clock on the wall - yup, asleep for eight hours. Careful not to wake the giant puppy up, I grabbed one of my bags and tip-toed my way out of the room then downstairs to the bathroom. It was 10PM, but the whole house was so quiet. It was a long day, and everyone needed to rest. I looked at myself in the mirror - my eyes were golden, my lips a brighter pink than usual but my hair was a complete mess. I didn't know what was going on with my body, but I assumed I was transforming, slightly, somehow. Colby'd said they'd figure me out and I believed that.

I zipped my bag open and got out a pair of cotton pants and a t-shirt. I put them on but the pants I'd just bought last months were at least a couple of inches shorter. Great, just great. I loved the fact that I wasn't completely human and all, but that was just unfair - those pants were really comfortable. So I took them off and put on a pair of black shorts instead with my pink t-shirt. I, then, got out my brush and fixed my hair into a neat ponytail. I looked through my bag but Colby hadn't thought to pack me slippers - I was pretty sure he had completely forgotten slippers even existed; he was always either just wearing shorts and nothing else or dressed up in designer clothes, he had no in-between - so I got out a sock and wore it; it was better than going barefoot. I zipped my bag again and took it outside, to the living room where I left it and went to the kitchen.

I had barely had any food in about twelve hours and I was absolutely starving. I looked through their fridge and found leftover pasta - awesome. I grabbed a fork and dug through the cold plate standing up. I liked the quietness and the privacy; I hadn't had that in quite a while.

I finished my food and was just about to wash the dish when I heard someone knocking on the door. I didn't know many people around here, but from what I gathered the reservation was pretty safe - everyone knew each other and there was little room for any vampires or anything to get through. But, still, I looked through the window. Standing there was a boy, who looked about my age, but was a little taller than me. He was a shade darker than Colby and had silky black hair that went a little past his ears.

I went ahead and opened the door. He looked at me and blinked once. "Errm, is uncle Embry around?"

"He's asleep," I said, "Is there something you want me to tell him when he wakes up?"

"No, not really," he said and got something out of his back pocket. "I was passing by and a man gave me this letter to deliver here," he handed me the letter, "He said it was for Alison?"

I frowned and looked at the piece of paper in my hand. "Yeah, that's me.."

"I'm Bryce Cameron, by the way," he smiled. God, did everyone on this reservation get a lifetime supply of tooth bleach? "I haven't seen you around here, where are you from?"

I was a little taken aback by his question, but it wasn't like everyone here didn't know everyone else. I figured it was harmless. "I'm Mary Call's cousin, actually," I said, "I'm just, errm, staying around here for a little while."

"Cool," he said, still smiling, "Hey, you know what, you should meet everyone, we're going surfing tomorrow on First Beach, you should come."

Wow, he really does have no idea who I was or what I was doing here. "Yeah, sure," I said, "Thanks for the letter."

"No problem," he said, walking away, "Meet us there at 2!"

I just smiled, waved, and shut the door. I looked at the letter - it had no name except mine. I walked into the living room and opened it.

Dear Allie,

I'm sorry you had to find out about me this way. I didn't mean to scare you or change the way you see me - your father. I love you, you'll always be my little girl. When I couldn't reach your mother, William told me you were staying with Mary and her husband, and that you were really sick. I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you at the time.

I wanted to come see you but I was afraid you wouldn't want to see me, so I wrote you this letter. Two days ago, I imprinted. I finally found my soul mate. The only problem is, she lives in Canada. I will be moving there sooner or later but I wanted you to know you could always come with me. I will always be your father and I will always love you. You'll find my new number on the back of this paper. Call me when you're ready to see me again.

I trust that Mary, William, Allen and your imprint will look after you meanwhile.

Love,

Dad.

A/N: Woo. That was somewhat long. What do you think? Let me know, please!