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A quick note about this chapter: this chapter is happening a few days after the course of events from Chapter 4. It will be taking place in La Push and will allow me to add my first dash of supernatural in the form of a vision from Sarah, who is a seer. So a major foreshadowing alert is ahead in what she sees and in her actions afterwards.

Chapter 5

It's The Fear

I Fear Who I am becoming,

I feel that I am losing the struggle within

I can no longer restrain it,

My strength, it is fading

I have to give in

Song-

It's The Fear

By: Within Temptation

The laughter that filled the air caused Sarah to smile brightly even as she had to dodge a racing Embry and Quil in the hope of not dropping the cake she held in her hands. 'Wouldn't it just be fitting to drop it now and not from coming down the steps blindly,' she mused to herself with a bright smile.

Gently she placed the cake down on the center of the large picnic table. Standing back she intently counted the number of candles making sure there were eight. Her son was turning seven but they always added one extra; the one to grow mentally. Silly but a tradition non-the-less. She felt a tight grip slip around her waist causing a wry smile to grace her lips as she was pulled back into a firm chest and a chin rested on her shoulder.

"The cake looks great so stop fretting. Like the kids will really notice in their hurry to devour it," a husky voice chuckled.

Sarah couldn't help but smile at how right he was, "I know, but it's not every day your baby boy turns seven," she sighed thinking how fast time was going.

"You say that exact same thing every year," he chuckled.

"Well, it's true each time," she smiled as she elbowed him in the ribs causing him to groan and let go. With a knowing smile, Sarah turned to watch the children play a game of tag amongst the trees. She once again felt those strong arms encase her.

The children were really a close knit group, some more than others. Such as Embry, Quil, and Jacob. A soft smile graced her lips as she thought of her young son and his friends. 'Those three were like The Three Musketeers but acted more like The Three Stoogies,' she mused to herself as she watched their interaction. Her eyes then drifted to Jared, he was two years older than most of the children and while close to them he was always a bit more reserved due to the age difference. He carried the natural essence of being wise beyond his years. But today he was on par with the younger boys in their game of tag.

A small snoring sound had Sarah turning to look; there on her friend Sue's lap rested the head of young Seth, the youngest of the group at the age of four. Today's events weren't anything spectacular by any means just a small party to celebrate a birth; but took a toll non-the-less on the small toddler.

"I swear you'll pay for that!" screeched throughout the yard.

Sarah's eyes whipped towards the only girl in the group, Leah, who stood arms crossed and if possible, steam would be coming out of her ears as she glared at Jacob with so much distain. Her favorite Barbie and Ken dolls now laid headless and deep in a pile of mud. Sighing before a smirk crossed Sarah's lips, she watched a devilish glimmer enter the young girl's eyes. She knew it wouldn't be long before the girl got her pay back. Jacob might know how to push Leah's buttons, but that glimmer in Leah's eyes showed she knew how to get her revenge.

As she watched the children her heart ached, knowing two were missing because of a mental breakdown from loss. She often wondered how Joshua, Samuel, and young Isabella were doing. It angered the Council that Joshua left in the middle of the night with the children - most of all Samuel. Truth be told Sarah was less then pleased herself, she had come to love both those children as if they were her own. She and Sue took turns helping with the children after Renee's passing.

After his initial return from fleeing the home the night Isabella was born and Renee died, he was despondent and ignored his newly born child. It took a lot of effort from her, Sue, Harry and Billy to get him to hold or feed his daughter. They constantly berated him with, 'What would Renee think if she saw you not loving and caring for the gifts she gave you?' Then and only then would it seem to break through the darkness and cause him to react in a caring manner to his children.

People worried for the family, but everyone assumed that things would get into some normalcy once the grief had time to process and run its course. However, they couldn't be more wrong.

Joshua's slow decent into depression sometimes marred on the verge of madness at his loss, he began to drink more and more. His temper started to become out of control and he would disappear for days on end leaving the children, only to be found by one of the visiting couples. With each day Sarah could see such confliction shinning in his eyes, a mix of disdain and a longing as he looked upon his little girl. When someone would ask Joshua how he was, he would sometimes just grunt and other times he would sneer and say he would be just fine if it wasn't for her, using his eyes to direct the true meaning of the statement.

It finally became evident after a year, that he wasn't getting any better. Sarah and the Council could have sworn that Joshua was acting as if he had lost his imprint, but he along with all the other men from his generation never phased. So it wouldn't be possible. Non-the-less it was time to intervene in his behavior. It took both Billy and Harry to haul his hung over ass to the Council building where he was ripped into about his abuse, and his new found alcoholic tendencies. They tried to get him to see reason but he accused them of interfering and not understanding because what they created didn't murder the one they loved most, before standing and storming out of the hall and into the night. That shocked everyone in the room; hearing that he believed his own child, his infant daughter, had murdered her mother in cold blood.

Right then and there the Council went to work in their plans of removing the children until they could get their friend the help he so desperately needed. As the morning sun rose and they made their way to the Uley home, they arrived to a house that was empty of human life. There were no children, no Joshua; their clothes were strewn all over the bedrooms. It was apparent that they were too late. He had run off with his children.

That was six years ago. The Council and Sarah tried to find them in vain, but it was to no avail. He had covered his tracks to well; and even Sarah's gifts couldn't get past whatever was blocking them from her.

The shrill ring of the home phone caused Sarah to jump and bring her thoughts back to the present. "I'll get it," Billy murmured in her ear.

As the safety of his embrace released her, a cold breeze flowed over her, which chilled her to the bone and for the hairs to rise on her goose pimpled flesh as she was pulled into her mind's eye.

Sarah found herself thrown into a perfectly round and empty grassy field that was surrounded by the plush green forest. 'Where am I? Why am I here?', repeated in her mind as she circled around to get her bearings as she tried to figure out exactly why the Fates brought her here, and what they wanted her to see from this vision.

A shrieking that sounded as if someone was being skinned, caused her to jump as she whipped her head towards the ear shattering sound. Her stomach lurched as her eyes fell onto a now teenaged Jared, whose flesh was melting and ripping from his bones. A cracking sound mixed in with his cries as his bones re-broke and elongated as they started taking a new shape. Finally with one last scream of pure terror, Jared was gone and was now replaced as a brown horse sized wolf. Sarah couldn't believe she was seeing the return of their spirit warriors. It was considered an honor to be granted the gift, but she couldn't help the feeling of being disgusted and nauseous after seeing the transformation. She looked at a panting, exhausted Jared, who was trying to stand on weak wobbly legs as if he was a newborn colt.

Suddenly Jared's panting was drowned out as more and more ear shattering screams and shrieks filled the air, which caused Sarah to drop to her knees and place her hands to her ears to afford her some protection. Fighting the idea of closing her eyes in attempts to try to focus on drowning out the horrid sounds, Sarah raised her head. She turned her gaze upward and felt bile rise as she watched the same sickening thing happening again to a teenaged Embry, Quil, Leah and finally ending on a young tween-aged Seth. All four had melted away their human form to become wolves, Embry a silver wolf with a black mask, Quil the color of chocolate, Leah a soft sleek silver, and Seth a sandy earth tone. They were now like Jared, who had been struggling to stand on wobbly legs, as they panted in distress. After what seemed a lifetime, each wolf finally stood on shaky paws as they made their way over too stand in line with Jared.

A tortured pain filled snarl, mixed with a husky sobbing had Sarah's heart clench in her chest. Turning quickly to see who those sounds were coming from caused a gasp and her stomach to lurch at seeing the owner of the sounds. They belonged to her now teenaged son, who was fighting against the breaking and melting of his flesh, as he focused on something. Raising her gaze to see for herself what was giving her son the strength to fight his destiny was in the shadows of the surrounding forest a pair of exotic peridot eyes holding his gaze. The eyes struck her at their intense beauty yet familiarity. She couldn't look away from them; they drew her in but not due to some want or desire but at a familiarity that she had seen them before. 'How can I feel as if I know the owner but not remember? How could I forget such eyes?' Sarah pondered.

"Let her go, Jacob. She isn't the one," a stoic yet harsh voice called out just from inside the parallel tree line. Sarah paid it no mind. How could she as she watched her baby boy fight against the impossible for those exotic eyes. Sarah pushed herself to her feet making her way forward. She had to be close to him even if this was a vision and they could not see her. She needed to be there for her son. As she got closer, she froze in shock at what she saw as she gazed into her son's eyes. She could see nothing but love and desire to be by the side of whoever held those intoxicating peridot eyes. Jacob's eyes blazed with a fire which showed he was willing to go to hell and back to do just that.

"Jacob, do not make this worse than it needs to be; she is not good enough. Do not disappoint me, your heritage and your mother. What would she think of this?" rang a husky voice Sarah knew all too well, the voice of her Billy. She looked up for him but couldn't see him anywhere. Rage filled Sarah at his words. Who was he to speak for her, most of all saying something like that? She would be proud of her son to fight for love, not ashamed or disappointed as her husband was making it appear. "Fine, don't let her go; I will make her disappear as if she never existed," his voice was gruff and hard, filled with not a threat but a promise.

'This isn't my husband,' Sarah couldn't help but whisper to herself in shock. Yet she knew in her gut that voice and she knew not only was it him but he meant it.

The worst soul shattering scream pulled Sarah from her inner thoughts and pulled her eyes right back onto her son. Right then and there she could see in his eyes that threat was the lit match to set fire to the inferno that raged within, causing him to fall forward and an aching howl to rip through him as his flesh melted like a burning candle's wax, and his bones broke and twisted. They reshaped and the result was a russet colored wolf. Long gone was her little boy. There laying on the ground panting with eyes held tightly shut lay a wolf, a spirit warrior.

Sarah's heart was breaking for her son as she watched him. Like the others he was wobbly trying to stand but unlike the others he kept his eyes tightly shut. Finally he made his way to his feet, keeping his head and shoulders slumped as he walked towards the other wolves. He ignored the cries of the owner of those exotic eyes that echoed behind him; ignoring the love he fought so hard for.

'It has to be the pull of his imprint to Leah that has him not even looking back,' Sarah mused sadly as she thought of the poor girl who cried at the loss and abandonment of Jacob.

Sarah watched as Jacob reached the others and opened his big brown eyes and in amazement and shock she watched as he greeted each member of the pack; but he looked over Leah as he always had, like she was nothing, instead he continued on taking his place in the line. This caused only more confusion to Sarah.

'Jacob is meant to be Alpha. Why wouldn't he stand at the front of his pack?' she couldn't help but wonder as she watched intently.

In unison all the wolves lowered their heads and barred their necks, even Jacob, as a midnight black wolf emerged from the forest. Its' eyes softly and painfully looking in the direction of the girl with the peridot eyes weeping from the forest. A look of guilt seemed to cross the wolf's features before almost hesitantly turning and snarling at the poor girl. This caused a gut retching sob to come out and then for those beautiful eyes to turn and run into the darkness of the forest. Hesitating and almost as if pulled back by an invisible force, she turned and gave one last look backwards at Jacob's wolf before turning and fading away into the darkness that the forest provided.

A loud thud had Sarah turning to see her son had fallen to the forest floor; his body jerked as if he was in utter pain as he whimpered and howled. This was soon to be followed by the rest of the pack. Sarah gasped at the feeling in the air; there was an incompleteness in the pack and it radiated off them. It filled every one of their hearts and minds. Sarah didn't need to be part of the pack to know the loss of that girl with those special eyes had somehow caused this damage. Sarah knew now she was being given a warning about those eyes.

'Were those eyes intent to cause damage to the pack or something to keep my son from Leah to make the pack weak? Or were they something that the pack needed to be complete?' Sarah's mind raced. None of it made sense. The last part of her previous thought really sent her for a loop, if Jacob didn't imprint on Leah.

'Those eyes couldn't belong to a wolf? Leah was the she wolf, the Alpha female. Right?' surged through Sarah's mind. It would be impossible for two she wolves; there was only ever one she wolf to a pack and that was the Alpha's mate, which clearly had to be Leah Clearwater. Yet her son looked at Leah no differently then he always did.

Sarah pushed hard and tried to see the girl but could see nothing but the eyes. Somehow this girl was shielding herself, leaving nothing more than more questions and worry.

A series of snarls broke out, causing Sarah to leave the enigma she found herself lost in. She turned her gaze to see the midnight wolf being attacked viciously by Jacob. The fight was brutal. You would think it would be over the Alpha position but she knew better. She could feel it and it made itself clear as day as she thought of how easily Jacob stood without a fight in line with the rest of the wolves and so easily dropped his head and barred his neck in submission to the black wolf. No, her son didn't want to be Alpha, which really didn't surprise her. Jacob had never shown any interest in learning anything from his father about tribal matters or traditions; he just wanted to be a kid. So why should leading a pack of wolves be anything different, he had no desire to lead. No, this fight was over something much bigger, something bigger pushed him to fight the Alpha wolf.

It didn't take long before the bloody fight ended leaving her son the victor as he stood over the midnight wolf's submissive form. The other wolves growled at their once Alpha in disdain at whatever was going on in the pack's mind. Something innate told her the fight she had just seen of her son taking Alpha was not out of desire but out of desperation and anger which was about to send the pack into a deep chaos.

Suddenly her mind felt as if her world was being tilted on its axis. Quickly the scene flashed, changing deeper into the future. Sarah now found herself somewhere amongst an open field bordered with trees and there standing mixed among the pack were the Cullens and the sight confused her.

'Shouldn't they each be on their side of the border? How could they be standing as one?' flew through her thoughts. Confused as she was, she could see all of them were nervous, tense and unsure but not at each other. It seemed as if they had a common focus and goal as they worried over someone or something that tied them together. Sarah walked forward, trying to see what the pack and these vampires were willing to fight side by side for. As she got closer, she could see a tan skinned girl tucked tightly into a vampire's embrace. Sarah stepped an inch closer when suddenly a pair of garnet colored eyes from the girl flicked over the vampire's shoulder, causing Sarah to stop dead at the sight of them. She pushed to see more but it was futile; she couldn't see anything more of the girl other than the tanned skin and those haunting garnet eyes.

'Why and how could the pack condone someone of our kind being with a vampire, a Cullen or not?'

The loud crashing of breaking trees caused Sarah to whip around at the noise, before looking back to see the Cullens and the pack had placed themselves into a fighting stance. As Sarah took in the sight, again something innate told her that something wasn't right that something key to the wolves was missing; and that without that key element, they were not capable of handling what was to come next.

Battle scenes started to flash before Sarah; she could see the wolves struggle with their lack of fighting ability. They were uncoordinated and untrained. She watched as each wolf and Cullen fell. It all ending as her son lay broken and bleeding. A vampire with fiery red hair sank its teeth into his neck and released its venom, which caused Sarah to scream out and fall to her knees as she watched her son slowly and painfully die.

"Sarah, Honey, come back to me," she heard, breaking her through the fog and pulling her back to reality. Her brown eyes once again focused and connected to the dark brown orbs that were in front of her. She could feel his hands on both sides of her face trying to keep her focused and grounded. Her eyes darted to the laughing children as she remembered what she saw, which caused her eyes to well with tears.

"What did you see?" his voice again echoing in her ears. She thought back to what she saw. She knew what she saw was not going to play out just like that; it was more of a bigger picture thing for her to interpret.

A war raged within her. She was once told by an old medicine woman that to share and forewarn what you see could have a positive or negative effect. If you read the signs wrong and released the wrong message, you could cause the worst to happen. So be sure to review what you saw in your mind's eyes before any warning was given. However, that teaching seemed to teeter on the edge of reason because all she knew was that her son's life was at stake along with every child that now played in her yard. There were seven wolves in her vision but only six children in her yard. Her mind raced with what that meant; who else carried the gene and wasn't known about?

"Sarah," his voice always the anchor that brought her back from her inner battle.

"Who was on the phone?" she asked trying to divert his attention. Billy always knew when she had a vision and to an extent he understood that she couldn't say everything and sometimes nothing, but she wasn't sure this time what the right option was.

"That can wait a minute. What did you see? Does it involve the children? Is that why you keep eying them?" he pressed.

Sarah could feel her warnings from the medicine woman falter. She thought of Harry and Sue, Mary and Quil IV, young Quil's parents, Linda and Thomas, Jared's parents, Abby, Embry's mother and her and Billy having to bury their children. That is if they lived after their protectors were gone. She had to been told this as a warning to get the pack ready to stand together and train harder, she reasoned. She was trying to give herself comfort in breaking the rules.

Tears started to leak from her eyes as she threw all her knowledge, her teachings out the window. Not taking the time to evaluate her vision, she shook her head yes to the question. With a hard sniffle and unable to take her eyes off the kids, "All of them will phase and all will die," she whispered heartbroken. She held back a sob as to not scare anyone because of her distress.

"Maybe knowing now, all that can be prevented if they train hard enough. Yet, I'm not sure that will even help; it felt as if the pack wasn't complete," she mumbled still confused.

Billy turned and watched the children in shock. All of them were to phase and all of them were to die? No, this couldn't be, it just couldn't. Sarah had to have been right; she had to have seen it so they would be more ready this time around. Billy encased his wife tightly in his arms, "Don't worry, Honey, we will be here for them, you and I."

That was all she heard as she was sucked back into her mind's eye into another vision. This time it was of her and she was a bit older but not much. In that moment she saw how she was to die; she saw everything from the date, the time, the location and what she was sentenced too.

"Do you hear me, Sarah? Did you see something else?" Billy urgently cooed bringing her back again to reality. Bile rose in her stomach at what she saw but she knew she couldn't say anything. No, this needed to remain a secret. He would hate her if she were to tell him. She knew in her heart that this wasn't something that could be stopped. Sometimes visions had a certainty and were less of a warning. There was no change for visions that had a certainty and even if you tried to stop it something new would arise. Fate just had plans that couldn't be fortified and she knew that was true when it came to her death. She hoped by not fully getting that certainty feeling with her other vision, there was hope to at least change that.

"Sarah, you're scaring me. Did you see something else?" Billy's voice was a little harsher now.

Shaking her head, "Uh, no. I'm sorry, I am so worried about what I saw, worried about our son and about us all," she mumbled softly.

"We won't let that happen. Okay?" he whispered as she could only nod numbly.

"I HATE YOU, LEAH CLEARWATER!" bellowed throughout the yard.

Everyone turned to see Jacob sitting up covered head to toe in muck as he spat out the remnants of mud he had used as a tomb for Leah's dolls. Even in her worry, Sarah couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped her because as she predicted, Leah got even.

Billy chuckled, "Hard to believe those two will be an Alpha pairing."

"I'm not so sure they will," she trailed off causing him to turn to her with a furrowed brow.

"Honey, Jake is Alpha and you said that Leah phased."

"Yes, but in my vision Jake fought his phase. Almost winning for a girl, a girl I couldn't see but for a pair of peridot eyes. When he finally phased and looked at Leah, he looked at her as he does now, like she is a pebble in his shoe. When those peridot eyes faded away, it seemed to be what made the pack incomplete and send Jacob into a war."

Billy couldn't hide his annoyance, "So you're saying a girl was strong enough to keep the Alpha from imprinting? Don't you see that's why the pack would feel incomplete".

"No, it's more than that."

"It's the only thing that makes sense. We have to watch Jacob and who he is around."

"Billy."

"No! There is a lot at stake with what you saw and we need to be on the lookout," his voice leaving no more room for argument.

"Who was on the phone?" she sighed wanting to change the subject.

Billy too sighed. She wasn't sure if it was an irritable one or one of relief, "They found Joshua."

Sarah felt her heart speed up at his words as she thought back to her vision and the seven wolves, "The black wolf. Sam."

"You saw Sam?"

"Well, yes and no. I saw his spirit wolf, he will be Alpha of the pack when Jacob phases," she said softly.

Billy grunted, "Makes sense. He's older and should shift first and would take the Alpha spot until Jacob does."

Sarah wanted to hear no more of the pack. "What about the kids?" she asked as she showed her motherly concern.

"Josh was found OD on a street corner and is now getting discharged from the hospital, and sent to county" he sneered as he thought of his once friend's shameful actions.

"THE KIDS, BILLY! FUCK JOSHUA ULEY," Sarah gritted out through clenched teeth.

"Sam is away at a school camp and will be picked up by CPS when he returns tomorrow," he said as he thought about the fear the poor boy will face when he steps off that bus.

"And Isabella!"

"I don't know; she isn't registered in the school. They did find an address in his wallet. At this time they are planning to send a car over to investigate the home, sometime soon" he sorrowfully said as he took in his wife's tear and fear filled eyes.

"If Sam is okay, I'm sure she is too. Don't think the worst, at least not yet," he whispered as he caressed her face trying to adsorb some of her worry. He knew how deeply she and Sue had come to care for those children. Most of all, the small infant girl. Sarah looked at the girl as if she was her own. They never had any daughters and conceiving was difficult which made Jacob even more of a blessing. Yet it didn't stop the want in his wife's heart for a daughter. If Joshua wouldn't have run, she would have gotten her wish as they would have taken the children into their home and raised them.

"Billy, I got the tickets and ahold of Josh's mom. Allison and I are ready to go as soon as you're packed," Harry said solemnly.

"I hate to do this. You know what, maybe I should just-".

"No you won't; you will go in and pack and go get those children and bring them back here under tribal law! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?" Sarah hissed her demand with authority.

"Crystal," he smiled as he leaned down and kissed her forehead. "I'll be back before you know it," he whispered.

"And you better have two little ones in tow! I mean it, Billy. When it comes to Joshua, he can rot for all I care," her words laying down the law which caused Billy to smile and nod as she watched him walk into the house.

"Mama, can we have cake now? Please," the sweet voice of her son rang out as she felt him tug on her skirt.

As she looked down on his mud covered face she couldn't help but smile, "Of course," causing a bright million watt smile to fall across his face. Sarah clapped her hands, calling attention for everyone as she started to light the candles. As everyone started to sing the first chords of the Birthday Song, Sarah watched and took in all the children as excitement filled her at the thought of two new faces soon joining the ranks. It was a long time coming but it was coming. It was her son's birthday, but today she felt as if at least one of her wishes had come true.

I hope you all enjoyed our field trip to La Push, and Sarah's vision. Next Chapter we will be back in LA to see how Bella is doing.

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