No One's POV-

What is a moment that you wish you could go back to and do everything differently? It seems to be a question asked more in the recent days of Forks than previously. And it's not something simple like getting a better score on a test or saving yourself from an embarrassing moment. It's the moments that feel life altering that throw you off. The ones that stay at the forefront of your mind, teasing you with our downfall.

It seemed that there was no escape. Not for the one driving her truck through any road to try and quell her loud thoughts or the other trying to shake her demons.

Ash, who had been driving aimlessly since school ended, and was currently burning her third fill of gas, had only got angrier and more regretful, had bottled her emotions to the point that they were ready to explode. See, unlike the wolves who would change when they got angry or the vampires who would attack the nearest victim, Ash's reaction to her hotter emotion was unexpected. Like her ability to disappear at a moment's notice, or find her way back home or to people she knew, to somehow know when someone was near, she had another ability that was more obscure and hidden. Something that couldn't be explained away. It only ever happened when her 'bad' emotions overwhelmed her.

It had only ever happened once. Ash had turned 10 while doing a 3 night show in California, an obligation she could meet since school for her was still on break and it was Friday through Sunday, and had been upset because her father couldn't join her because a bad snowstorm had hit Forks and halted all transportation. No matter what her mothers tried to do to console her, Ash's mood was sour and she had been on the verge of tears more than once. After her performance on Sunday she had excused herself to the bathroom claiming a headache, which was very much real but also more than that. It felt like extra gravity had been pushed on only her. She hurried herself into a stall and without knowing how the pressure had lifted and on the door was a nice sized dent. It didn't help that not only had she damaged somebody's property but that as soon as it happened she finally allowed herself to feel upset and cry.

Now older, and remembering what happened, she could feel the pressure building in her head and stuffing her ears, it only seemed to get worse and knew she only had minutes, maybe just seconds, to pull over somewhere safe. Luckily she had been driving in the woods and was close to the reservation. She sloppily parked her car and only just managed to get out of her truck when she set her eyes on the nearest sight that wasn't her truck, a big ass branch that was hanging oh so conveniently overhead. As soon as her eyes focused on it, her ears popped and headache alleviated as the base of the branch splintered into pieces causing it to fall on her window shield.

The sound was loud enough for the sensitive ears of Leah Clearwater to pick up from her distance. Curious and worried, she made her way over to make sure whatever it was wasn't a vampire, the pests of her days, or a hurt human.

Leah's POV-

I had walked away from the council meeting before it even really started. When Billy was ready to start I would have to be there as it was part of my 'duty', whatever the hell that meant. It all just felt like one big history lesson to me. Plus, seeing my cousin with my ex fiancée, her now fiancée, doesn't exactly bring joy to my heart and seeing everybody else acting so happy and normal about everything just pisses me off to no end.

"Some fucking big happy family." I muttered into the dark. Yes, I was very bitter. And yes, I wish that I wasn't a fucking wolf because that just brung other shit into my life that I didnt need. I could have been long gone from the BS I call my life but I wouldn't have stayed away. Mom and Seth were still here and they still needed me (I hope).

CRASH!

I turned in the direction of the noise, almost startled to the point I shifted but held on to my human skin. "What the hell?" When a second didn't follow I got very suspicious and cautiously made my way over. I don't think it was a vampire, the Cullens hated us and the only nomad running around was that redhead bitch who wouldn't dare trying us tonight, not with so many of us close by. Most likely it was a human who needed help and I just so happen to be in a helpful mood. (Cue my sarcasm)

I made my fastly towards the sound, even in human skin I moved faster than them. It took me no time at all to get to the sight where I saw the front of a truck with a big ass branch cocooned on the broken remains of a windshield. It was odd though because I couldn't really smell a human even from how close I stood.

Oh my days, if i just wasted my time on an abandoned car so help I will flip.

A few soft sniffles coming from the opposite side of the truck made me make my way over there. There was a girl sitting on the ground who looked oddly familiar, her head hung low and from what I could smell, tears. Still weird I had to be this close to smell tears but my life was weird enough and I just don't feel like adding more on so I'm going to stop questioning that now.

I cleared my throat to let her know I was there. "Excuse me, are you hurt?"

She shook her head. "No." Even though she was crying her voice was clear. I saw her hand move up to wipe her eyes before she lifted her head. Now I knew why she looked familiar. She was the girl who occasionally floated through Paul, Emery and mostly Jacob's heads. Their thoughts didn't do her justice.

Beautiful.

"No, I'm not hurt but my truck is. As you can see a branch fell and completely smashed my windshield. And when I went to check my phone was also broken in the process so…" She trailed off.

"Damn." This girl was having a serious case of bad luck. I reached my hand down to her which she grabbed and than pulled her up easily. She didn't look surprised at all and I still chose not to question it. "Come with me and we can get you a phone so you can call whoever you need to."

"Thanks…"

"Leah." I finished for her. "Leah Clearwater."

Her eyes widened a bit with recognition. Just that look made my mind swirl with what she may say, her condolences I don't want or prayers I don't need. "I'm Ash Holton. You must know my dad, Terrell Quinn."

"Yeah, and your moms. Sweet people, good food." One of them didn't bring over the usual casserole that was petty but gross. Instead it was the best roast I had ever had with savory gravy and garlic potatoes that were to die for. That lady was alright with me. "Come on, the rez isn't too far a walk from here. Hope you don't mind a big ass bonfire."

"Not one of my fears so were good." It was a rough try at a joke that made me smile.

"Are you afraid of loud ass boys with dumbass personalities?"

"Cautious but I deal with them everyday at school."

Not like this you don't. I like my pack, and love my brother, but they were loud, unruly, messy and annoying to name a short list. Paul was probably the worst. Insensitive, short tempered and an all around dick to me.

The walk was a quiet affair that didn't have any awkward silence. It was kind of a vibe and nice to be able to be next to someone and not have to talk. I forgot what it felt like to feel comfortable around people. Every so often I would look over at the Ash trying to solidify her image in my mind.

I really liked her style with the leather jacket and graphic tee underneath. Her boots had steel covering on the outside which looked wicked and I wanted them for myself. Even though she was makeup free there was just this natural enhancement to her face. Not like the vampires,

nobody but them was that creepily beautiful, but naturally like she took great care of her skin.

It wasn't long, or didn't feel long until we were at the rez. The bonfire was blazing and the smell of food was enticing. The light from the house was still on and it didn't look like anyone was in there. I made sure to stick to the shadows as I walked Ash to the house. It didn't matter that they could hear me or see me, they wouldn't want to talk to me anyway.

It was a saving grace we made it to the house without having to talk to anyone. "Phones in the living room so dial whoever and I'll see if I can get someone to take you home."

"That's ok, I'll just call a taxi or something."

I huffed a laugh. "Taxi's don't come up here babe. You're better off with my offer."

She looked at me with a face that said 'seriously' and I just nodded. "Fine. Not rushing you or anything but as soon as possible would be great. I gotta call my insurance company and a tow truck tomorrow and they already take up most of the day with their constant need to put someone on hold."

"Gotchu." I headed back out the house and considered my options. Option one was going over to the group of boys and Emily was currently smiling and laughing. The sight turned my stomach sour and Sam having Emily tucked into his side didn't help.

Nope, not today Satan.

Jacob was nowhere in sight at the moment. Double damn. At this point my only option was my mom who I had been kind of avoiding, not only because of the shifting aspect but also because she wanted to talk about my feelings and I wasn't ready to acknowledge them yet. We had already been rocky when me and Sam broke up but we were now downright frigid since dads death.

Whatever, just ask her.

I made sure to hold my head high and keep my face relaxed. (Or as relaxed it got nowadays because as my brother would like to remind me, I was always scowling.)

"Excuse me." I said interrupting whatever conversation she was having with Billy and Old Quil. She looked at me curiously and with a pinch of worry that twisted my insides. I cleared my throat to shake the choked up feeling she gave me. "Can I borrow the car please?"

"For what?" She asked. By now Billy and Old Quil were very much tuned in to what we were saying.

"T's daughter, Ash, got totaled in the woods and needs a ride home."

"Is she ok?" Billy piped in.

"She's fine, her trucks not. She just wants to get home."

"I see," he simply said. "Tell her to come by Jacobs garage tomorrow afternoon and we'll see what we can do about her truck."

"Will do."

My mother dug through her pockets before handing me the car keys. "Be careful and come straight back."

"I will." I reassured her and left without further word. By time I made it back in the house, Ash was standing by the kitchen sink looking deep in thought. Her eyes seemed a bit puffy from crying but besides that she looked fine.

"Change of plans, I'm taking you home." i jingled the keys in my hand

"Fine with me."

No Ones POV-

He could still feel her skin on his fingers, soft and warm. Remember how her hair surrounded her like an ebony cloud. How beautiful her eyes were and he could just imagine how gorgeous they would be in the sun.

Her features were soft and her cheeks plump. Her round face suited her almond shaped eyes and brown iris'.

But most of all, he missed her addictive scent. He could still smell it in his nose, taste it on his tongue. The smoke linger on the back of his throat while the vanilla tingled on his taste buds. If he could dream, he'd choose her to be in every one. Where he was once again human and instead of meeting how they did, he asked her out for a coffee. They would have a wonderful date that continued well into the night and it would all end with a soft kiss placed upon her velvet lips.

But he was no longer human and dreams held no place in his life. So in his memories she would stay safe and sound from the horrors of his world.

And that's how you do that. I am so excited to finally have introduced Leah to the story. Ash has no friends and she needs one. Jess and Angela are nice enough but they're not really her friends, their Tylers. Leah obviously needs a friend because she's surrounded by insensitive dicks who need to learn some empathy, and I'm going to teach them that.

Until Next Time- BigSmallWonder