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I've had this idea in my head for a WHILE now and have been debating if I should use it or not. I have decided to use it, it's new territory for me and I've never ready anything like it before, so here goes! I hope you guys continue to read and enjoy.

As always sorry for any typos. I always proof read yet I always miss things.

"So how are you doing?" Dr. Hawkins asks when we sit in her office.

"I don't know."

"Well what's happened since we last saw each other?"

"I started working again at Sue's diner."

"How's that going?"

"Good and bad. I'm making really good tips and keeping busy, but I officially broke it off with Jacob."

"What brought that on?"

"He affiliated the way I get tips with being a prostitute. My first day I wore a shirt that was a tiny bit tight and he started it then. The next day I wore shorts and a tighter shirt to show that he does't control what I wear and that he's wrong. I ended up getting a whole lot more than the night before and thats when he called me a prostitute. I have to give a percentage to my buss boy and it was his friend Paul both nights. Paul liked getting a big amount so he encouraged me to dress that way and Jacob called him my pimp."

"Why do you think he said that?"

"I don't know he was just being an ass. But I told him after that, that I wanted to see other people."

"Wow."

"I know. You'd think after our last session I'd be doing anything to be with him, but it was a spur of the moment thing."

"Sometimes the best decisions come quickly like that. Your true emotions have a chance to show before your brain can catch up and talk you into backing down."

"That's how I really felt. It felt good in a way. Showing him that he couldn't talk to me that way. I've actually started to move on already."

"How?"

"I agreed to go on a date with this guy I know."

"What's he like?"

"He's a doctor. Dr. Tyler O'Brien, he works in the hospital my dad was in. I met him in the cafeteria the first time I visited my dad, he stopped to make sure I was okay."

"What about his personality?"

"I don't know much about him yet. He's always really nice to me. He was even concerned when he saw my stitches. I had to convince him that it wasn't from domestic violence."

"He jumped to that conclusion?"

"The last time he saw me I was with Jacob and Seth and Jacob was really upset. I guess he kinda sensed we were arguing and just assumed if it was anyone it'd be him. I told him the truth and he dropped it." I shrug.

"So he and Jacob have met?"

"Yeah they know of each other. Jacob doesn't like him."

"I see..."

"What?"

"Could that be playing a factor in your decision to go out with Tyler?"

"No." She stares at me. "It doesn't."

"Okay." She flips back in her book and looks up quickly, "So last time you said you were here for something other than relationship issues with Jacob. What was the other thing?"

I pull out the folder from my purse and set it on my lap. She looks down at it then slowly meets my eyes. "I found a box of stuff in my grandpa's house, this folder was in it. You obviously remember me and my family. Why did I see you before?"

"What's in the folder?"

"No answers."

"Your dad brought you to me when you were nine. There were some things that happened and it freaked your parents out. You were scared too."

"What happened?"

"Let me go back momentarily." She sucks in a deep breath and blinks a few times, trying to get her thoughts right. "When your mom was pregnant with you she was struck by lightning. Right in her navel. It should have killed you, but it did the opposite."

"The opposite?"

"You started to grow quickly. That's when your dad persuaded your mom to go to a hospital here instead of the one she was already going to. She agreed and the doctor's told her you could be a shifter, because of your development. You were born early, but were fully developed. As you got older your parents started noticing things. You were always moody when it was storming-now I know that sounds normal-but this was different. The rain made you sad, you always cried, but the lightning made you mad! Every single time. And when you were really mad-like crying and throwing a tantrum, lightbulbs would burst."

"How?"

"No one knew. It wasn't normal behavior of any young shifters. You were still too young to shift anyway. There were little things too. Like sometimes, when your parents were in their room whispering so they didn't wake you up, you still heard them."

I shrug, "How close were our rooms?"

"Different floors of the house. Not close at all."

"I'm sure there were vents or something? I don't know."

"We tested it here a few times. You stayed in here and your dad would stand outside on the sidewalk and talk to himself, you repeated everything back to me. Then I did it while he stayed in here with you and again you repeated everything word for word."

"So you're saying I have like super hearing, or something?"

"You have exceptional hearing abilities, they're slightly undeveloped at the moment from lack of training. We tried a few more test to see what else you were capable of."

"What else did you find?"

"It seemed most of you senses were heightened. You had a wolf's nose, bionic hearing and your vision was always perfect. Even in the dark sometimes you could see almost perfectly. We tested a theory of mine too."

"What theory?"

"We did things to make your emotions change, to see if your emotions affected other things."

"Affected what other things?"

"The weather."

Then it clicked, "The storms didn't make me upset." I shake my head, "I was upset and made the storms." She nods along. "So I…control…the weather?"

"Mainly lightning and thunder, but also rain and wind."

"So I can create storms?"

"Yes, your energy somehow attracts and sometimes generates them."

"Generates them?"

"Out of thin air! One second it's sunny and somewhat warm then the next thing you know the wind picks up, there's lightning everywhere and the sky opens up."

"This…" I pause, "makes so much sense."

"Have things been happening?"

"Yes!" I laugh, "Oh god where to even begin? Um the hearing thing? Yeah it's more than just long distances, it's internally too."

"Internally?"

"Somehow I'm linked with the pack. You know how they can hear each other in wolf form, well I could hear them now if I wanted, they could hear me too. I don't know if it works with people outside of the pack though. And the whole storm thing," I take a breath, "I'm pretty sure I just blew up a tree in my grandfather's back yard! Well, one has completely like evaporated into ash or whatever and this huge one is split clean down the middle, it's branches were all over his yard."

"Anything else?"

"Yeah, when I cry it starts raining, it seems the more I cry the more it rains and the softer I cry the more it just drizzles. I've been angrier than usual the past maybe two months and there's been so much random lightning. Well, I thought it was random. Is there a chance I'll shift?"

"No."

"Could I still be apart of the pack then?"

"Yes, even though you don't physically shift, you still have similar abilities."

"Like super strength?"

She writes something else in her book, "Has something happened?"

"When I got in this fight," I point to my stitches, "I'm pretty sure I broke her ribs. Then when I threw her against her car my nails dug into her neck breaking the skin and I tossed her like she weighed nothing."

"How were you feeling?"

"Betrayed, infuriated! She said so much shit that hit me so deep. She said that I was clinging to Jacob because I didn't want him to abandon me like me father did." I sniff, "That I was jealous of her because her father loves her and mine…" I take a few deep breaths, "mine never did." The sun light through the blinds dim, she looks around, "I told her she was dead to me and she said just like my father." There's a bright flash outside and the lamp slightly flickers, she looks back to me, "Was that me?" I ask and look out of the window.

"It was." She nods with a little smile.

"That's going to take some getting used to. Oh and then when we were all in the kitchen when Jacob was yelling at me and he called Paul my pimp one of the lightbulbs exploded. Glass went everywhere and I was so freaked out I just left."

"Did you know you did it?"

"No, but my fingers were tingling, just like when I threw Rose against her car."

"Have you told anyone about this?"

"No, I didn't really know what was going on."

"Understandable, you stopped training and thinking about it so they kind of went away. When did you first notice things happening?"

"The first night I met Jacob, Seth, Leah and Sue. It was the first time I saw my dad in a year."

"Lots of emotions that night?"

"Definitely. How did my parents react when this happened before?"

"Your father was thrilled, your mom…not so much."

"So what happened?"

"Well they thought I could help you. Help you…control yourself."

"How?"

"Anger management and different relaxation techniques."

"Did they work?"

"For the most part. Once in a while you used your extra hearing, but your mom always punished you so eventually you stopped. Your dad wanted you to welcome your abilities and learn to control them, but your mother was absolutely against it."

"Is there anything else you remember?"

"After we started our anger management you always said that Lisa and Harry weren't your real parents. That your real mom and dad played with you at recess. They told you not to tell anyone, but you told me then of course I told your dad."

"Really?"

"Yes, you were scared because you kept saying they were almost ready to take you home."

"Did these people really exist?"

"You thought they did. We never saw them though. Once your mom found out she pulled the plug. You stopped coming to see me and you two moved out of the reservation. Your dad tried to convince her that this was the safest place for you, but she didn't listen. I assume you stopped anger management, but never used your abilities again."

"I know I never really express my feelings, it just never felt right before. I just assumed it was because I was an only child and never had someone to talk to, but now I guess it could've been from my mom. She trained me with punishment to be emotionless basically. I can't believe this!"

"Don't get riled up." I look at her, "Are you okay?"

"Oddly, I think so. One question though and this has been in my head for a long time."

"What is it?"

"Am I human?"

"Of course you are human."

"All human."

"I'm not sure."

"What am I?"

"You've heard of Hinoh and the Thunderers, right?"

"Yes."

"When your mother was struck by lightning it was obviously an accident. They would never mean to hit her, especially with child. They had to make sure you stayed alive."

"How?"

"It seems they formed a connection with you. It reacted with you genes from your father and this is the result."

"So I'm a god?"

"Goddess, but not entirely. They're in your debt."

"My debt? Shouldn't I be in theirs? I cheated death."

"If it were that way you wouldn't be here right now. When you get mad, you're calling upon them and they send it down for you."

"This is a lot to take in."

"Have you been practicing?"

"Practicing what?"

"Where it goes."

"I can control where it goes?"

"Yes, before when the lightning has come, where has it gone?"

"Just around outside, the side of the house-" I slowly stop talking, "the side of the house." I look down.

"What?"

"When I slept at my grandfather's the little tree that disintegrated was right outside my bedroom window. When I woke up my arms were outstretched towards the window, exactly where the tree was the night before. In that spot on the outside, on the house, it looked burned too. Do you think I made it hit that tree?"

"There's a very strong possibility." She writes in her notebook again.

"Do you think I should start practicing?"

She looks up suddenly, "Don't, you think it'd be a nice thing to know?"

"I mean I guess. How long will I have these abilities? Will they stop my aging like shapeshifting?"

"All valid questions, I'm not very familiar with the area though. I'll have more answers for you next week."

"Okay."

"Speaking of next week, I'd like Jacob to join us. Are you comfortable with that?"

"Why?"

"I'd like to meet him and I really think he can help. Especially if I'm going to try and help mend your relationship."

I hesitate, "Okay."

"I'm so glad you came back." She smiles, "I really can help you."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"That's such a relief to hear, you have no idea."

"I'm glad. I'll see you next week, okay?"

"Sounds good." I smile and leave.

Holy shit. I can't even think straight. When I get in my car I just sit, I can't turn it on, I can't put my seatbelt on, I just stare out the window. The light flashes on my phone, I answer without looking, "Hello?"