AN: Things are progressing :) Thank you to everyone who reviewed, I've tried improving the paragraphs of dialogue, I hope it's easier to read.

I'm not Stephanie Meyer.

CHAPTER 10

PPOV

The past week had been fascinating. Seeing our brother switch between the Major and Jasper was something I hadn't truly believed would happen. But, as usual, Fate knew what it was doing. Jasper devoured the books I gave him, it had made a change to his attitude, usually he'd read civil war books and ooze irritation around the house at the inaccuracy. This time round he would get lost in the stories, occasionally his amusement would spike and sometimes he would stop to think about something. It was amazing to watch his eyes flicker as he switched between the Major and Jasper, their internal dialogue becoming easier. I knew Bella had read the letters, but I didn't know how she'd reacted after sending her message to me.

Jasper was gaining some of the memories from the Major, they trickled into his part of the mind gently decreasing the gap between the two of them. Soon we'd return to Washington and he'd be healed. The book he'd been reading fell onto the floor as Jasper writhed on the couch "ease up a bit there, Major." I scolded him, it was times like this that the difference between the two personalities was particularly apparent. Where the Major had detached himself emotionally from the past, Jasper wasn't able to. I focused on calming my thoughts, but the prickle of pain wouldn't leave. They were still hurting, a century and change worth of memories took time to sort through.

Jasper stilled then sighed, leaning back on the couch. I walked over to him and sat on the floor in front of the couch. "How you doing there J?"
"Not too bad." It was an obvious lie. "Don't bullshit me brother. You know me and Char are here for you, accept our help and talk to us if you need to. There's no need to sugar-coat shit, we were there too."
"Sorry, I just don't want you to relive it." He shuddered. "The stuff Maria put us through, I don't know how we survived."
"No point looking a gift horse in the mouth J, you survived that's all that matters. Now, tell me what's going through your mind when you see those memories."
"Pain. So much pain and guilt. I killed so many. They could have lived, they were young and I killed them all because of Maria and my own ignorance."
"Hey, Char and I have been where you are now. One of the reasons why the Major wanted you to learn meditation is because of this. This hurts because you are thinking about it. I know it's easier said than done, but this is the stuff of emotions. Feel the emotions without thinking and berating yourself over what happened.

"Major, I know you're in there so listen up. This is going to need a group effort. We can make more progress is we all head to the meditation room. We'll guide Jasper and you can slowly release the memories. Slowly, Major, give him time to feel. Remember, if you overload him it will come out and then we'll be fucked." The Major flickered through Jasper's eyes and he nodded his head. We made our way up stairs and Char arrived milliseconds after, she'd heard our conversation and joined us. I redirected our phone calls to Rosalie, Garrett and Tanya, they would be able to handle any emergencies.

I switched off our phones and started "before you begin you both need to understand that all this evil is not your fault, nor is it your responsibility. Dwelling on this will only make you feel like shit. Keep in mind that you both did the best you could at the time, don't question it, just accept it and move on. I'm trusting you, Major, to take this slow, we'll keep an eye on his emotions, you keep an eye on his thoughts. If he goes on a tangent and starts blaming himself stop and let us know."
"What will you do when we need to stop?" Jasper asked. "Easy, we'll focus on the calm. All this is going to happen under meditation. You need to let the emotions flow out, just like you've done other times you meditated. The principal is the same even with the negative emotions."
"but you'll feel the pain-" I shook my head "quit over thinking it, this will be easier if you concentrate on your feelings and not ours. If anything you're more likely to hurt us if you get lost in your thoughts, you'll not only increase your pain, but you'll release it to us."

He lay back, Char and I sat and waited. When his nerves disappeared and calm swirled around us Char signaled the Major to begin "slow Major, really slow." The emotions changed, there was the underlying calm, but it was punctuated with fear and pain. Gradually the negative emotions receded. He was doing it! The negative emotions seeped back as he was hit with another memory, I saw his hands clench and teeth grit as he breathed through the pain. We focused on keeping our emotions calm, we were his anchor. Slowly he relaxed his hands, this memory took longer to escape.

The memories ebbed and flowed through him, sometimes pain, fear and sadness would spike, but no matter how long it took we anchored him with calm. Time had crawled by, we couldn't tell if it had been hours, days or weeks, but there was a change in the emotions swirling around the room.

White hot rage bombarded us and it took a while to regain the calm. A roar broke through Jasper, shaking the window panes and echoing off the mountains surrounding the property. It was here. Our brother's body jumped up from the floor, his eyes swirled with darkness. I saw the occasional flicker of the Major and Jasper, his body stumbled out the door and he flung himself into the white room. Char ran to grab a few thermos of animal blood from the kitchen and I stood back.

Char returned with three thermoses and gently rolled them into the room. The door slammed shut and the sound of growls and crashing tore through the air. I hope they know what they're doing. A metallic screech could be heard and Char and I paled. We tried opening the door, but it was locked, I was about to crash through the door when a wave of emotion threw us away from the room. It was like a punch to the gut. We curled up gasping and heard the Major's strained voice "keep back." We weren't going to argue.

We huddled into a corner of the hallway, waiting. The growls increased and there was an occasional crash of furniture. There were no more metallic screeches. The noises slowly quieted and we started breathing again. The smell of old animal blood hit our noses. That was a good sign, wasn't it? We felt the floorboards shake as a heavy body hit the floor. Jasper's voice called out, it was so weak we barely heard it. "It's safe now."

"We'll be back soon, we'll just go grab you some lunch." I yelled as we sped out of the house and grabbed the first animals we could find. I was dragging a bear and Char was dragging a buck towards the house. We'd knocked creatures out with a light tap to the head. This was going to be messy.

When we finally got to the top of the stairs we opened the door to the white room and threw the animals inside, closing the door behind us. We felt Jasper's shuffled footsteps followed by the tearing of flesh. The bodies of the animals drop to the floor. We moved closer and opened the door. The reek of old blood assaulted out noses and we gaped in shock, the room was no longer white. Droplets of blood fell on us from the ceiling, a twisted mural of death and flame surrounded us. Piles of bodies had been drawn in the blood from the twisted thermoses, the eyes of the dead stared blankly at us. "It's gone now." Jasper's voice drew our eyes to him. His clothes lay in shreds around him, he was sitting in a corner with streaks of blood over his body. A thin rim of gold surrounded large, black dilated pupils. Blood caked his hands and tufts of fur and skin clung to him, the remains of his feed were almost unrecognizable. I walked over to him and helped him up. He wavered slightly and I guided him into the bathroom and turned on the shower. He sat on the shower floor, blooms of red mixing with the water.

Jasper reached for the soap and started cleaning himself. I sat next to the shower, not wanting to leave him alone. I handed him a towel as he shut off the water. "What happened in there Jasper?"
"We got through the Major's memories and I started to share mine with him. He lost control when I showed him some stuff that happened while we were with Cullen coven, it took over-"
"Hang on, the Major lost control?" Jasper nodded and continued "As soon as we realized what was happening we held on to our consciousness and the three of us fought for control of the body. The Major was better at controlling it and moved us to the white room. It released the rage, he broke the thermoses in half and when I felt you approach I had to get you away from us. It may have known not to attack you, but we weren't willing to risk it. I'm sorry by the way-"
"Don't worry about it" I interrupted. "What happened next?"
"The blood sent it into a frenzy, he started...redecorating. I could feel his anger and pain, Pete, I've never felt anything like that. It took both me and the Major to keep him confined to the room. After he'd painted the room in blood he kind of withered. It's hard to explain what happened, but he just receded."
"You two must have been holding in a hell of a lot of anger over the years." He nodded.

"Do you feel angry now J?"
"Yeah, showing the Major what he'd missed made me realize how badly they used me, he lost his shit. I guess we just needed to let it out." Jasper sighed. "What do we do now? How do we stop it from returning?" I shrugged, "I guess we just have to find a way to channel your anger."
"But, I don't even know when I'm angry, it just sneaks up and I don't want to snap like that."
"Give yourselves time Jasper, you've been stuck in an emotional downward spiral for years. I'm no therapist, but maybe if we spar regularly it'll give you the chance to vent the anger. Besides, it's always good to keep practicing." I grinned and left him to get dressed.

In no time Jasper was back in the library, he picked up his book and was about to start reading when Char and I joined him. "How's the Major feeling?" Char asked. "He's irritated at himself for losing control like that." Jasper said as he rolled his eyes. Char leant over in front of him "Major, quit your bitching and come out now." Jasper's eyes flickered as the Major took control. He grunted at Char. "There you are. Now listen to me, quit beating yourself up about losing control. Believe it or not me and Pete reacted similarly after every visit with the Cullens. We re-arranged many forests because of them. You were right to feel angry, but you have to do what Jasper did and let the emotion flow through you, accept that shit did happen. The fact of the matter is that neither of you are stuck with Maria, nor are you stuck with the Cullens. All the shit you both went through is done, use that anger to ensure you're never treated like that again." The Major nodded and receded. Jasper smiled at Char "thanks" he murmured.

I grabbed his discarded book "we have some livestock to dress, brother." I felt a spike of excitement, there was an echo to it. Jasper and The Major were both eager to give his previous attire a decent send off. I ran to his room and raided the closet for everything beige and neutral toned. I fucking hate beige. The Major was in control of the body and standing next to Char when I reached them outside. The Major led the way, we followed behind him.

It took no time to get to the neighboring farm. We searched the area for humans and discovered they'd gone out somewhere. This was perfect, I could get good photos this way. The Major chuckled lowly as he gently wrestled a pig into the clothes Jasper had worn when he arrived here. Char held a sheep like a shearer and tugged a sweater and khaki pants on to it. The poor animal bleated helplessly before being released. I headed to the hen house and wrestled the rooster and a couple of chickens in to various shirts. They ran out as soon as I clothed them. They looked like little business men as they scrambled about.

After an hour all the smaller livestock were dressed. A paddock nearby had a few curious cows, but I didn't have the heart to dress them in this shit. We took many pictures of the animals and struck a few poses with them. I heard a car approach; we carefully tore the clothes off the animals and released them. We carried the remains of the clothes back home and decided to use the fireplace in the lounge room. Many of the clothes turned out to be polyester and clouds of nasty chemical smelling smoke filled the house. Char went to grab a bucket of water while J and I opened the windows.

It was worth it. I saved the photos to the backup drive with the LOLsper meme I'd created a while ago. I joined J and Char outside. We lay on the grass all night looking at the stars. "Is Bella really our mate?" J asked, I nodded. He stayed silent after that.

BPOV

Two weeks passed quickly, it was Leah's birthday today and I went with her to see Jared, the tribe's tattooist. I'd debated getting a tattoo since I got my piercing, but the only down side I could see what the process of getting tattooed itself. Charlie didn't approve of the idea of me getting one, but he accepted it with some prodding from Sue and Billy. Leah and I had applied the numbing cream 15 minutes ago and I had menthol chest rub lining my nose, dad had actually given me the idea when he was telling embarrassing stories of me as a baby. He'd used the menthol rub on his nose while changing my diaper. I hoped that it would be enough against the smell of blood.

Leah went first, I could hear the buzzing of the tattoo gun. It took longer than expected, but her tattoo was more intricate as a member of the pack. After two hours I reapplied the numbing cream and put more menthol rub up my nose. Jared cleaned off the equipment and replaced the needles after bandaging Leah's arm. She showed me a peek of the tattoo as Jared got ready for me. It was beautiful, bold black lines melded with grey wisps "they include the color of your wolf?" I asked. "Yep, Jared's got deep brown running through his tattoo." He approached to show me, there was a slight difference in the pattern. I ran my fingers over his tattoo feeling the slight bump of scar tissue.

Jared saw my interest and explained "I changed the design a little for Leah, making it more feminine."
"It suits her." I agreed. He led me over to the chair and swabbed alcohol on to my upper arm. He pulled out a piece of paper and explained "I made a different design for you, Oona helped me with it. I wanted to create something that would not only show you place in our community, but reflect your destiny as well." A pattern of fine lines in the shape of an arch sprang to life. There were two human looking silhouettes; one with glowing gold eyes, the other red. Next to them was an animalistic silhouette; half wolf, half man. The top of the arch had the figure of a wolf. The lines around the boarder flowed together and apart in an intricate web. The only color would come from the vampire eyes, the rest would be black on skin tone.

"You ready?" Jared asked after applying the stencil. "Yes, but if I faint promise me you'll keep going." He chuckled, finding it amusing that the smell of blood got to me. I kept my eyes on Leah, she smiled. I felt the vibration of the tattoo gun against my skin "I thought it'd be hugely painful" I stammered. She shook her head "the numbing cream helps, but mine wore off after half an hour. Even then the pain wasn't too bad, it was just like a grazed knee." I let out a breath in relief "now, that's something I'm accustomed to." Leah kept me talking, distracting me from the process. Gradually a slight stinging started on my skin, it was exactly like Leah had said. We paused after an hour and a half and Leah took out some sandwiches from her bag "got to keep your blood sugar up" she said. She handed a few to Jared as he peeled off his gloves. "You're doing really well, Bella. Another 45 minutes in the chair and you'll be finished."

The time passed quickly and before I knew it he was adding the color to the vampires' eyes. He sprayed my arm with something and wiped the excess ink and blood off before covered it in ointment and a bandage. Leah drove us home.

When Charlie arrived home he was surprisingly happy with the tattoo. "He did a great job, I might get him to touch up my one." He said after inspecting it. He rolled up his sleeve and looked at the tattooed wolf on his arm, it had faded slightly over the years, but the detail was still easy enough to see. "You should speak to Oona, she helped Jared design my one." He was surprised at first, but then I could tell an idea had occurred to him. "Can I try something Oona's been teaching me?" He asked. I nodded. He took the bandage off my arm and touched the raw skin, I kept still and watched him close his eyes and chant softly. My arm tingled a little and I looked over it when he opened his eyes. He grinned. I touched the tattoo, the skin was smooth. My head snapped up "you healed it?" His grin widened and he nodded. "Dad! That's so cool! What else have you learnt?"
"Mostly tea recipies; one to help the kids connect with their wolf spirit so they stay in control while phased, different types of healing tea, one to communicate with spirits, even a few to help vampires with their blood lust. It's pretty interesting stuff."

The next day Charlie brought Oona home, they were doing a practical test of his ability. She looked over my now healed tattoo "very good Charlie. Let's see how you go with older injuries." She smiled when she heard a knock on the door. Emily and Sam stood there looking nervous. Dad composed himself and started chanting softly. I listened hard, but I was unable to make out the language. A small spot of light appeared where dad touched the scars on Emily's face.

The scars started to shine and a tear slid down Emily's cheek, leaving a wet trail behind it. We held our collective breath as the light began to dim, the scars had healed. Oona clapped cheerfully "excellent work cousin! I've been trying to heal those scars for the last few years." Emily shook her head "you make them less noticeable Oona, you helped me so much." Sam smiled, looking slightly dazed. I grabbed Emily's hand and pulled her to the bathroom, standing her in front of the mirror. Her mouth fell open, her hands touching lightly down her cheek looking for any sign the scars had been there. "Wow," she breathed. I nodded "pretty cool, huh?"

The others were talking quietly when we returned to the lounge room. I caught Oona's voice "Charlie, it's time. I've taught you everything I can. You need more training than I can give."
"My life is here with Bella and the wolves. Everything I care about is here." Charlie said, Billy cut in "you will always be a part of this tribe, but you must follow your destiny." Oona looked up and called to me "Bella, can you lend me you phone?" I handed it over and Billy helped her use it. She held it up her ear "Hello Uncle, it's time."

PPOV

"Hello Uncle, it's time" Char and Jasper froze in the middle of sparing. "Oona, it's good to hear from you." I heard a door slam in the background and the crunch of gravel as Oona moved away from the house. She spoke quietly. "I've taught Charlie everything I can."
"Okay, where will we pick them up?"
"The Elders have agreed to let you on our land. The wolves will meet you on route 101 halfway between Forks and the Res."
"It'll take us two days to reach you. We have my sire with us."
"We know, Pete. You guys will be safe here."

There was a little silence, I searched for something to say. "Okay, Sam seems like a decent guy." Oona sighed "time is running out."
"Oona, we're on schedule, if anything we're ahead of time."
"No, Pete. My time is running out." My stomach plummeted "Oh." Jasper sent a wave of content and I shook it off, another one of my sister's decedents was circling the drain. Char came over, I held her to me and asked Oona "how long do you have left?"
"Not long." I heard her sniff, her voice breaking "a few days. Charlie can't be here when I expire, he's powerful enough to bring me back, if he does the balance of fate will shift."
"I know."
"He'll feel it, when I die. He's guided by your mother's spirit."
"Where will your destiny lie?"
"My father, Homer, had two older brothers. They were taken by the government in an effort to assimilate them in the white world. His decedents live near your destination, but they don't know their heritage. I'm to guide them from the spirit world. You need to take Charlie to the Alabama-Coushatta Res in Texas, there are spirit walkers there who can continue his training."

"We're in Texas now, we moved here a year ago. I had a feeling we'd need to be here for some reason, but I haven't come across any Res-"
"The spirit walkers that reside there keep it hidden, that's why no other person from our tribe was turned during the Vampire wars."
"Well, our house is fit for human habitation-"
"Bella can stay there, but Charlie will need to stay on the Res."
"Why?"
"The Res is protected against your kind. I called the alpha spirit walker there, she's expecting him."
"How will we get him there if it's protected."
"I'll give Bella directions, about a mile out she'll have to leave you on the side of the road. She'll be able to visit and he'll be able to leave to see you, but you cannot set foot on the land."
"Okay Oona, I'd better get going. If we leave now we'll be there by dawn the day after tomorrow."
"Thank you."
"No problem, Oona. We'll see you soon."

I hung up the phone, Jasper and Charlotte had heard every word. They began packing clothes for the trip. I ran to a convenience store and brought some bottles of water, chips and chocolate for the humans. I arrived back home just as Jasper and Charlotte finished loading my truck and Charlotte's sedan. It was 10pm now. We'd have time to hunt on the way. Char drove her sedan and Jasper and I followed in my truck.