SM and RV own it, not me. It would have been nice. Personally, I think I would like to have my very own Marc and/or Ethan to play with. Hmmm... what a shame.

EPOV

I made it as far as the front steps and sat down. I could tell that no one else was home. Carlisle was at work and Esme had gone to Seattle for the day. And the other were off playing school for the day.

Any other day I would enjoy having Bella to myself. But I was doing good to walk. Everything hurt. I leaned back against the floorboards of the porch. I was having trouble catching my breath. It was getting harder to breath.

I know I didn't need to breath, but it made me feel better. Every time I breathed in, I could feel the fishers in my skin growing.

Bella sat down next to me, cross-legged. We were both waiting for the enviable. I was tried of waiting. Either change me or kill me, I wanted this to end. Now.

I felt a small hand on my shoulder a little while later. It was Bella. She wanted to go inside. She wanted both of us to go in.

I let her lead me inside to the couch. She had me stretch out on the couch. I vaguely remember her taking my boots off. And I don't remember her putting the pillow under my head. I wasn't a sleep. I just wanted to be still. As long as she was nearby, I could stay still and calm.

The past 24 hours, everything was getting worst. I did my best to stay still. Even breathing hurt.

Sometime later, I heard tires turn on to the gravel driveway. School was out. I let out a groan and tried to sit up. Bella immediately pushed me back down. She didn't understand why I needed to get away from everyone. I needed to get as far away as possible.

Instead I opted to sit up and try to be social. She let me do that. She had been watching me like a hawk since she had found me in the woods. She didn't trust me and I didn't blame her.

Alice and Jasper were first in the house. They waved hi and took off to their room. They had been around horny teenagers all day and need some alone time.

I was feeling too fuzzy to care. As long as I didn't have to move, I didn't care. Emmett and Rosalie wondered in after a few minutes. They were all over each other and had the same thing in mind that Jasper and Alice had.

I had my eyes closed and was curled up at one end of the couch. I was hoping that they would go past me without notice. Rose paused to watch the way Bella was sitting near me. In her thoughts she judging how attentive Bella was being. It wasn't Rose's place to past judgment. I didn't want to be mad. But something rubbed me the wrong way. Everything was.

Then without warning, Emmett gave me a manly thump on the back. The pain tripled instantly. I don't remember coming off the couch. I don't remember tackling him to the ground either.

I do remember Bella using her newborn strength to pull me off of Emmett. And Jasper trying to calm me down. I remember hearing someone saying something about not letting me bite them. Bella was the only one that didn't have to worry about that.

My skin was on fire. Something snapped and broke apart. I gave a wary growl and tried to move away from everyone.

That was when I noticed what was left of my clothes on the floor. There was were hundreds of small glittering shards on the floor. I could see it shining in the weak sunlight that coming in from the window panes. All I could do was stare. That use to be my skin. Normal vampire skin is to unbreakable. Too stiff. My body had to shed the vampire diamond skin. Like an exoskeleton.

Looking down at my hand, well not hands. Large black paws. Bella pushed away from the others and came near me. They were in a state of shock.

I was afraid to move. Bella stood in front of me now. She didn't trying to touch. She was probably the one person that could have. She was only one. She glanced over her shoulder to gauge what our siblings were doing.

Then she started to take her clothes off. In front a whole room full of people. She didn't bother to fold them. She just threw them in a heap on top of what was left of my garb.

She got down on her hands and knees and closed her eyes. She had to relax to let her muscles and joints so they could stretch and reform. It was always fascinating to watch her do this, but now I needed to pay attention to what she was doing.

Her skin darkened and pushed fur out. Her body stretched and reformed to to a large black cat. After a second she did a full body stretch. I heard every joint in her body give a soft pop.

There was dead silence in the room. Even their thoughts were quieted. They were watching us. Bella turned to look at me. She was studying me. She was purring softly to me. She wanted to keep me calm.

I took a minute to look around the room. Emmett had a claw mark going down his shirt but I hadn't broke his skin. Damn he was lucky. So was I, Rosalie would have killed me. Piece by tiny piece.

We need to go outside away from everyone. It was Bella! She took off and I was hot on her heel. Damn I hate being around so many people. I can't blame you.

We were about halfway across and she came to a dead stop. What did you say?

She heard me?

Yes, and you can hear me. Werecats don't talk telepathically.

Yes, but I was a mind reader before. Have been for over nine decades.

You couldn't hear me before, right? Was she upset about this? No. this was going to take some get use to. Yeah, it is.

I noticed during the last few days, I was getting more sensitive. I thought it was because I was sick. No, my body was changing. My mind changed with it. It made sense. When I changed from human to vampire something similar had happen. Carlisle said that when I was sick with the flue, I had answered him a few times without him saying anything. During the transformation, my sensitivity grew.

You think too much. I wasn't going to disagree with the beautiful black cat standing in front of me. And your feeling better. It took me a moment to realize what she meant. There wasn't a single part of me that was hurting anymore. That felt amazing.

I took off at a dead run. Bella was hot my heels. I could feel the eyes of my sibling watching us.

Charlie's POV

This was where the nurse at the front desk directed me to. The door had Dr. Cullen's name on it. Honestly, I didn't know how much of Billy's stories were true. Some of them were really scary. Were there really these invincible blood drinking creatures out there? In my small town? What did they want with Bella?

The stress was piling up. That strange, unmistakable scent met me before I got to the office door. Dr. Cullens and I always had a silent understanding. It was something we both did without much thought. We both kept our distance from each other. Maybe be I did out of respect for Billy and Harry. I gave the Cullens their space, and they were most quite and well-respected members of the town. The doctor was an incredible surgeon and his wife enjoyed the small town life. She was into foster care and had a collection of teenagers to keep an eye on.

Then there was Billy. Always making whispers. Never a nice thing to say about the family. Never got a sane reason why. I chalked it up to tribal mumbo jumbo. He just felt like it was his place to say anything. He had his own secret.

That was something I had started to notice about a year ago. Sometimes late at night I would would shift. I would explore. The Reservation was one my favorite places to do that. I started noticing these giant wolves walking through the under growth.

So many times I wanted to talk to Billy. Honestly, I was afraid to to bring it up. Asking him about his secrets would make him ask me about mine. And that was one the three big secret that forbidden. Tell no human. But was Billy human? I wasn't risking my hide to find out.

Ethan stood off to the side of the office door. He was just going to listen for now. He stood as still as he could, leaned back against the wall. He was relaxed and prepared to stand there a while and listen. I knocked gently on the office door.

"It's open." I pushed the door open and glanced around the room. It wasn't an overly large office. It had old wood and leather desk with a matching old chair with dark red leather. There was two red leather chairs in front of the desk and to the side was an overstuffed black couch. Not a speck of dust to be seen and all the paperwork was in perfectly aligned stacks. As immaculate as the office was, it still felt cramped with all the filled bookshelves. There medical and history books on every flat surface, except the floors and the seats. Unless there was a stack of paperwork on it.

The good doctor didn't seem the least bit surprised to see me in his office. The doctor was sitting behind his desk. He had on charcoal gray scrubs and a lab coat on. The light from the window came from the street lights outside. Most doctors work a 12 hour shift. Whenever I had to deal with an accident, he was usual the one I dealt with. He normally worked the night-shift.

I realized now, why his sent never bothered me. He smelled like the hospital. Bleach and other disinfects. Something I excepted from a doctor or nurse.

I took a moment to openly study him. He was doing the same. Those strange golden eyes glittered in the artificial light.

"Please, have a seat," the doctor said. He pointed at the chair on the right. "I sure we are both gentlemen." I wasn't sure what to say at first. But I did as he requested and had a seat. Ethan hadn't made a sound on the other side of the door.

"Look Dr. Cullens, we need to have an honest talk." Gracefully he leaned back in his chair and motioned for me to go on. He looked expectant. "Is what Billy says is true?" The doctor arched an eyebrow. He looked amused.

"What is it that Mr. Black said about me?" I could tell he was testing the waters. Wanting to find out what it is that I wanted. He played his cards close and kept his poker face in place. Yes I had my gun and badge on, but I was out of uniform. I wanted this to be as informal as possible. I still wasn't sure if I was right. I needed him to come clean first. But if I was him, I wouldn't do it.

"Sir," I paused for a second. Then I realized I didn't hear a heartbeat coming from him. I could hear Ethan in the hall, but the man in front of of me didn't have one. He was breathing, but that was it. "We both know the other one isn't human."

"Call me Carlisle," the doc grinned at me. "I was wondering when you would come to see me."