Oh hai! 4th and final rewrite for now. Much much love for anyone who comes back to read them.

If you have any questions feel free to ask them. Also, suggestions are more than welcome if you want to provide them. Thank you my lovelies.

(I'm pretty sure there's conflicting content. If anyone could point it out that'd be great.)

AS A QUICK REMINDER! Very much has been added to this part of the story. It was a measly 3,000 something words and I've added about 2,000. That is the reason I've chosen to have this chapter submitted as though it were new. So…Don't be all like "I've read this already, ick".

Re Part four:

Fen sighed when she finally arrived home. The kitchen was still a mess from Jacobs' visit. She flicked her wand towards the dirty dishes and flopped down into a kitchen chair. She was tired. Not unlike magical exhaustion. It was hard to know the details when most books were bias against her kind, but she was certain that until her maturity was complete she would be in a constant state of tiredness. Supposedly her magic should have been filtered into her senses enhancing them. Nothing looked or sounded any different, though there was also the possibility that the initial start of the maturity had temporarily drained her. If that were the case she would be back to normal in a day or so.

"Last I checked psychics didn't use wands." Shit. Fen glanced up. Edward stood in her kitchen with Bella behind him, watching with a worried expression.

How stupid could she have been? Of course her wards would have fallen, her magic had completely halted. Now Bella had brought her damned boy toy into her home. "Oh, like you didn't already know I wasn't without magic." She said with irritation. "What do you need?"

"I need…" Edward swung his arm out and halted Bella in mid-sentence.

"She was attacked last night. Three vampires interrupted a game and-"

Fen felt her ears twitch. "A red headed woman, a blonde and a dark skinned fellow?"

"I knew it!" Edward hissed and began leading Bella away. "I knew you were-"

The red haired woman felt her face grow hot. How dare that blood sucking vermin accuse her of anything! "I'm not anything, nor did I have anything do with those vampires. They had attacked me last night as well. Had it not been for the La Push natives I would have been killed" Fen sneered at him. Her face grew dark with rage and knowledge. "And as long as you are refusing to drink human blood you will be weak against them."

"I will not let James have her."

Fen continued to look on with superiority while Bella grew impatient. "Fen, I'll be okay. He's protected me so far."

"And I respect that he tries Bella." She placed her wand forcibly under Edwards chin, digging the point into his marble flesh, and looked him in the eyes. "But don't assume that you can walk into my home and threaten me Edward Cullen. I swear by the Goddess that if you try to do so again, you will be regretting it…" Fen removed herself from his view and was standing next to Bella. "If you need help, come here. I will prepare wards."

Bella was torn. Her knight in shining armor and her best friend were at each others' throat. Choosing between the two was unfair, but she couldn't live without her Prince. She was determined to never lose him. Ever. "Thank you for the offer Fen, but. I think that Edward will do fine."

"If you believe so," She pressed her lips together as Edward carried Bella from the house. "You're going to get her killed someday." Her whisper was carried on the air. But she knew he'd heard.

Edward glanced back just as the house door slammed shut. He'd heard the words aimed at him and it made the hair on his neck stand. He thought only the werewolves in La Push could accomplish that, but apparently, vampires had one other natural enemy. His mind didn't scream so around her though, it merely warned him of possible danger. Like when humans did something that gave them an adrenaline rush. He lingered for a moment. Fen was talking to someone. He could hear the voices as if there was another person in the house. He would have to come back later and check it out.

Fen backed away from the fire place to allow the twins through. The red haired lads grinned like homicidal clowns. It was frightening to see such an expression on their faces. "I'm going to take it you can help me replace the wards until my magic is fully returned?"

"Duh, would we have come otherwise…Don't answer that." Fred grinned. "So, where's that lad. Tyler? Someone has a little crush." He cut his eyes at George.

"Guys, that's creepy. He's seventeen."

"So? It's completely normal in our world to marry someone younger that yourself." Fred crossed his arms. "I mean, we don't age as slowly as you Fen, but we do live for about two-hundred years on average. You know that."

"Yea well, I grew up with crazy muggles. Stuff that I know still hasn't quite registered."

The twins giggled. A pounding on the door broke them from their friendly banter. Fen tilted her head to the side and made the journey through the house to the front door. There in front of her was a panting Tyler. His breathes were shallow, and his nose runny, like he'd been crying. "I told them," He said. "They kicked me out."

Her heart dropped. "Oh deary," she pulled him into the house and pulled the door shut and began leading him to the kitchen. "Come on, I'll make you something to eat and you can rest."

Fred heard the commotion and followed them. He sat in the chair across the table from the dark lad and frowned. "Fen you've spent too much time with mum…"

Immediately Tyler began wiping his face clean of the tears. "Oh hey, I didn't know you guys were here."

"Yeah, we just dropped in for a visit." Fred watched as Fen went through the process of pouring chocolate chips into the double boiler. No doubt making something that would cause cavities in them all. "Want to talk about it?" He asked.

Tyler sighed. He didn't really want to, but he'd been told talking could help, maybe it really would. "My mom doesn't like gay people. She says that their sinners and they were born sinners. She's one of those extremist Christians." He dug his palms into his eyes. "I thought- I thought that maybe since I was her son, she would love me anyhow. Instead she told me not to tell anyone about it, not even dad. I'm tired of hiding it and I told her so, so she kicked me out."

"I see." George sat down next to him. "I'm sorry to hear that. Where we're from, it's rather common, accepted or not."

"I wish-I was from-there then." He hiccupped.

Fen, Fred and George looked at each other collectively. All knew what the other was thinking. "You could be." Fred was the one to voice it. "Our community is, what you call, exclusive. But occasionally there are a few born outside of the community that can become accepted in. We call them muggle-borns, but chances are they had a pure-blood relative somewhere along the way."

Tyler looked a little alarmed. "You guys, aren't in some kind of British cult are you?"

Fen giggled and the twins laughed. "I assure you we're not," she said as she mixed a light blue liquid into the chocolate and began pouring the dark substance into small molds. "Some people in America might call it a cult, but we, our kind, have been around for thousands of years longer than any other culture. People were so afraid of us at one point they began hunting and killing us. That's when our worlds separated."

Tyler looked between the three of them, for any sign that they were joking. There was none. "Fen… This is beyond my level of weird."

"Tyler, you remember when I told you about, my cousin beating me up, and I closed my eyes, and I was on the roof? Everyone can do that in our culture. We're not allowed to learn it until we become adults but, we all learn it eventually, its' extremely rare for a child to do."

"So, you lied?" He looked hurt, and was wondering why he was falling for their words. That kind of stuff wasn't real. If it was other people would know about it right?

George wrapped an arm around the boy and shook him slightly. "Nope, Fen's always been ahead of the game. Super powerful since she was born, managed to stop an unblockable curse with her head… we thought she was a boy for the longest time."

"Hey!" She pointed a chocolate covered spoon at him. "We agreed not to talk about that. Do you have any idea how long it took me to finally come to terms with the fact that I wasn't a male like I had been led to believe all my life? Hell, people in our world still think I'm a male!"

The twins sighed. It was true, but either way, they'd taken Tylers' mind off of his mother. Fen placed the dishes in the sink as the awkward silence ensued. No one failed to notice Georges arm still firmly wrapped around the dark boys' shoulder, but it wasn't mentioned. Both of them seemed to be comfortable with it. Still, the red haired girl thought it was a little creepy, but the twins had made a point. To the rest of the world, Fred and George looked like any other young man who was either in or graduating college, though they were almost middle aged. In the wizarding world, though they were in their thirties, they were still looked at as young and youthful. Like young men.

"Tyler," Fen said as she sat next to Fred. "Can you guess how old I am?"

He sat up a bit and looked worried. "You…You're my age, why?"

She smiled a little. "I know this is weird and a little hard for you. But, I said my age, not how old I look…Try to think outside of the box."

"I- I don't know. I mean, why would you be in high school if you…." He stopped and bit his lips. "You're going to high school, because it would look weird for a girl that looks about 16 to not be in school…So you're what, twenty or something?"

"I'm twenty-nine." She said, "And Fred and George. They're thirty-one. In our world, we're considered young like what you would consider a college student."

"Chances are we're going to see the end of the next two centuries." Fred said.

"So you calmed down now?" George smiled. Tyler paused and nodded. "I'm glad."

"Hey Fen. Can I stay with you for a while?"

"Of course, what kind of friend would I be if I said no." She rinsed some of the harder to clean dishes and set them aside for proper washing later. "Shall we take care of the wards now?"

"That would be for the best." Fred commented as he stood and slid his chair under the table. He followed Fen outside and went to stand on the other side and George at the front. Together they would aim high and create a pyramid of magic to defend the house.

Tyler watched as the twins helped Fen put new wards up on the house so they wouldn't fall if her magic was depleted. He was surprised that he was able to see the colors that came from their wands. With every different word was a new color so intense he had to shield his eyes at times. Even Fen had admitted that wasn't normal. It was the perfect proof and he enjoyed knowing everything they'd told him was true. He was particularly amazed by the actual story of how Fen's scars came to be—having used his questions to take her mind off the strain she was feeling she told him the story. He felt bad for her, knowing that cursed scars couldn't be healed like other scars but she didn't allow it to ruin his happiness and insisted they didn't bother her anymore, though he remembered her panic when he'd seen them at the beach and how she ran.

Fen slunk back into the house once the wards were set and dug almost violently through her candy cabinet. Finally she came across her jar of plain chocolate. She sighed with relief as she flopped down into a chair and gnawed on the sweet.

Tyler gave the twins a questioning look and felt almost afraid to hear the answer.

"Chocolate is calming and relaxing to her." Fred commented.

"She picked it up from Remus in her third year of Hogwarts." George whispered.

"Remus?"

"My father and Godfathers' best mate. Every time I encountered a bad memory we had chocolate or hot coco. The habit grew from there." Fen said, still feeling a bit worn. "When my magic is exhausted it relaxes me…And keeps me from becoming grumpy."

"Oh…"

Fen stood and stretched. "I think I'm going to go rest for a bit. There's extra money in the bureau if you two want to take Tyler shopping." She shot the boy a look when he started to object. "You have no clothes to wear tomorrow. The twins can help since I've never been superb when it comes to fashion."

"I don't want to use your money…You might need it for something." Tyler felt his face heat up as the twins chuckled at him. "What did I say?"

"We'll tell you later," George said as he led the boy outside. Fred retrieved the money and chased after them quickly, snagging a couple chocolates on the way out.

Fen was alone and exhausted. She dragged her feet to the bedroom and pulled off her jeans; leaving them in the floor was easiest for now. A few moments later she was dozing comfortably under the plush blanket. In her dreams there was a pulsing, like a heartbeat. It was a beautiful sound and so unlike her own heart which hummed rather than thumped. The sound lulled her into a deeper sleep.

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Tyler was panting when they arrived in the alley way at Port Angeles and turned away momentarily to empty his stomach. "I think Fen may have had the same reaction to her first along-side." Fred said handing the boy a candy. "It'll settle your stomach." He hadn't missed Fen adding their Calming draught gel to the sweet and was almost thankful for the quick fix.

"Quick thinking Fred, I see why Angelina keeps you around." George teased.

"So, that's the kind of things you take when you get sick?" Tyler asked, awed. "Why don't we have those! They're so much faster than anything we have."

"I like how quickly he accepts things." Fred pointed out. Fen nodded with agreement. "Now then, onward Ho! Shopping we must Go! Something that rhymes with Go!"

Tyler smiled, he really liked these two. They were cheerful and always seemed to be in a pleasant mood. That was more than he could say for most of the people at his school. Most of them thought their lives sucked and every little thing was out to get them. These two men had been friends with Fen since she was eleven and had thus likely participated in the war she's spoken of briefly. So, every little thing probably was out to get them, but they continued to smile regardless.

"Ohh, that shop looks promising!" George commented on the bright white sign. "Rue…21? Is that somewhere you would shop?"

"I…I don't know. I don't really get to shop for myself a lot. My mom usually just goes to where someone is having a sale and buys whatever there is in my size." He crossed his arms over his chest. "I mean, we had the money, ma just wouldn't allow me. So, I'm not exactly one-hundred percent on this."

The twins shared a look and nodded. "We're going in," they said in unison.

"You deserve to wear,"

"Whatever you'd like to wear,"

"Damn whoever says otherwise,"

Tyler shifted his weight from foot to foot. The woman at the counter greeted them cheerfully and asked if they needed any help. Immediately he made to say no, but the twins beat him to the answer; asking the woman if she would help them find the right size for the boy. Tyler was awestruck by the amount of things being piled on to him. What seemed to stick right off were the male skinny jeans. He wasn't quite sure about those. He liked them, but he'd never had a chance to wear something so form fitting.

A small frown appeared on his face as he was modeling the last outfit for the two. "I don't know about these clothes…I like them, but no one at school other than the girls wear stuff like this."

"Just wear what you like, no one else should matter." George said as he held up a two different shoes. "Which pair?"

"It doesn't matter. Both are nice." Tyler sighed, reentering the dressing room to remove the clothes. George had a point. The he had a few years before he was going to have to fit into the adult world. He should get to enjoy high school while he was still there. Something his mother had never really allowed him to do—Or at least that's how he felt. "I feel really bad spending Fens' money like this…Are you sure it's okay?"

"She wouldn't have offered if it weren't." Fred called from the other side of the door. "It's not as though it's all that much. Even to us this is pocket change."

"Miss?" George addressed the employee. "Could you ring all of this up and find these two shoes in twelve? Keep on the outfit you're in Ty. We'll have her ring you up in it." He smirked when the boy grunted in frustration. The rustle from his clothes behind the door was hurried and George couldn't keep from chuckling a little.

Tyler stepped out of the fitting room as the woman walked by. "Boy, you look good!" She said with a grin and a wink. He smiled a little.

He felt he was going to have a good time shopping there. He felt good about himself in his new clothes, very confident and very powerful, even if he was a little unused to them. He cut eyes to the red haired twin he'd apparated with. Nope, didn't help his confidence in perusing a thirty something year old guy. He sighed and spun around as one of the twins plucked the tags from his clothing and handed them to the woman. He grabbed his bags as Fred handed over a small stack of bills and walked towards the door.

"I'll see ya later!" The Cashier lady called. The trio gave her a backwards wave and exited the building.

"That was almost fun." The dark skinned boy commented. Even though the twins had done the shopping, he really enjoyed trying on clothes that he liked.

"The sun is setting, we should probably head back."

They found the alley they'd originally appeared in and, with a pop, were gone. Tyler stumbled a bit upon arriving back at the house, but managed no to throw up again. He glanced at the twins. They're faces looked as though they'd seen an angel. The scent then hit him. Fen must have been cooking.

"FINALLY!" The side door opened. "GET IN, I'VE FIGURED IT OUT!"

"Figured what out?"

"Tyler," She said. The group was in the house in a matter of seconds. "I was thinking about it, just after I woke. The government covered up the fiasco with my scars. Tyler shouldn't have remembered them! He's on their protected list! So is that Jacob boy, but that's not the point. Tyler either isn't human, or he has a rare form of magic."

Tyler held out his hands. "Now wait a second. I'm pretty sure my parents are humans. And other than being able to see your magic, I've never done any."

Fen gave him a blank stare. "My parents were humans and I had a penis until I was twelve. I think I win when it comes to things that don't make sense."

"So what are we having?" Fred asked, peeking into the oven.

"Roast chicken. It's done so if you would take it out for me that would be lovely. We can eat in the study tonight." She glanced at Tyler. "Nice outfit…You can put those bags in the bedroom down the hall. The furniture is due to arrive by tomorrow." Her face became cold. "George, why don't you be a dear and take Tyler to the study and find something to watch. Fred…go along with them…"

"Are you sure I'd be more than happy to help after I put my…" Tyler paused in mid-sentence as he realized her expression. Something was up, she looked tense, and so did the twins. It must have had something to do with the wards they'd set. "Right, we'll be in the other room I guess."

"Do you need any help?" George asked.

"No, this one I can handle." Fen waited for the others to leave the room before she headed to the door. There was a light pressure on her senses as she opened it. Edward Cullen stood at her door scowling in his usual way. "Can I help you?"

"Why can't I enter your house?" Edward continued to frown, though his anger was rising with every moment the red haired girl stood in the doorway smirking. She slowly ran a hand through her hair as if she were waiting for something. "Are you going to answer me!"

Fen's smirk faded away. "Why, you can't of course come in until I invite you. That is common vampire lore isn't it?" She stepped out on the porch. "Along with Bursting into flames during the day, and not being able to cross flowing water…A few things in particular you may run into on my property."

"If you have a problem with me you should say so." Edward backed away. His senses, though it was weak, were starting telling him that she was becoming a threat somehow. Vaguely he could hear her heart, pumping at abnormal speeds and the glint in her eyes was terrifying, but there was nothing about her physically that make him think she could kill him. Still, he was becoming nervous.

"I didn't have a problem with you, Cullen, until you had the audacity to enter my house without my permission and threaten me. I don't suggest you do it again…If you would like to try again, I warn you that there are currently two other fully matured wizards waiting in my house for a signal that I require their assistance." She pulled her wand out of the holster and held it at nose height to the vampire male. "Now tell me Cullen, what is it you want that you planned to break into my home?"

Edwards' eyes darkened. "To find out what you are and keep you away from Bella."

"And, just what are you going to do with that information? Tell Bella and hopefully she will drop me as a friend? She and her father know what I am Cullen, they are at no risk from me." She reattached the wand to her arm and stared at the vampire for a moment. He looked like a mad man on the hunt. His eyes were blacker than Snapes' had been on a bad day and his fists were clenched. "Get out of here boy, before I change my mind."

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Damn it!" Edward cursed aloud as he paced in his living room. A nervous habit he'd never been able to rid himself of, even after being turned. He couldn't get the feeling that she was dangerous out from under his cold, stony, skin; and what was that mess about wizards? Wizards weren't real, but that girl, Fen, used a wand.

"What's wrong?" Bella asked from her spot on the couch. "You've been like that for an hour."

He growled and turned his black eyes towards her. "Bella, answer me honestly." He said in a commanding voice. "Do Wizards and Witches exist?" His eyes widened with her increasing respiration and heart beat.

"If, you exist then couldn't Witches and stuff?" She answered, dodging his question as best she could. His face was pensive, damn it, she couldn't lie to him! "I can't answer that Edward! If I did, all Fen would have to do is snap her fingers and my memories would be gone!"

His jaw clenched. "So she is dangerous, just like I thought. Did she also cast a spell that made you her friend? And what about the vampires in the forest! How do we know she doesn't have control over them?" Edward sat down next to Bella, taking her light, fragile hands in his. "You have to stay away from her! She could hurt you."

Bella's brows drew together. "Fen's not dangerous. She's less dangerous than you claim you are. And she had nothing to do with the vampires in the woods. The one did look a lot like her, but, Fen…Fen's government, allows for things like that to happen. She's explained this to me before." She bowed her head whispering. "Edward, if I could I would show you. I would let you into my mind and let you see what she told me. But I can't, so you're just going to have to believe me when I say, Fen is the least dangerous person I know. But she would never hurt me."

"I don't…What do you mean her government allows for things like that?" He knew Bella was right, he needed to trust her judgment, but she was so accident prone and it was hard to. She'd gotten into a mess of trouble just from standing up wind of the wrong covenant. "At least explain that."

"…The Government, ours, works with a parallel government that runs damage control for natural disasters. Including, but not limited to, the number of people vampires can kill in one area. But the country and heavily wooded areas are harder to track, so the government puts trust in the human feeding vampires to up hold the laws… Vampires are protected here, in America you know, unless it's in self defense Fen can't hurt you."

"We have a government outside of the Volturi?" Alice entered the room, her face curious as always.

"The Volturi?" Bella looked between the two as the rest of the family entered the room.

"It's a group of vampires in Italy." Carlisle said. "They like to think of themselves as the…sort of like our kings.

They maintain the peace between covens and make sure no one ever makes baby or child vampires, and never attempts to build a vampire army…Again."

"Ohh." Bella looked at her hands. "I don't know the laws for European vampires. That may be the government there. All I know is, here, unless you break a law no one can touch you."

Carlisle pushed his hair out of his face. "That girl has known about us since her first day here hasn't she? She made the decision not to inform Bella and except Edward she's shown no hostility towards us. For right now, we should leave her alone. If she starts acting up we can confront her."

"We should just kill her now and make it look like an accident," Rosalie said, pursing her lips.

Bella stood, jerking her hands away from Edwards. "You can't hurt her." The human girl almost hissed. "What she is…She's a rarity even where magic is involved. She can do things you would only dream of Rosalie!"

The blonde snorted indignantly. "Like what? Ride a broom stick and turn into a cat?"

"A wolf!" Bella snapped.

Three of the seven vampires hissed.

"She's from England," Carlisle appeased. "There's no way she could be aware of the treaty."

"She smelled of wolf when Bella and I were over, what if she's related to the Black family on the reservation? She could have been told to infiltrate!"

Jasper frowned. "She moves like a veteran of war. It's a possibility. And after one hundred years it's a possibility the gene to make her appear as a Native has been bred out."

Bella flopped back onto the couch with her head in her hands. They were over thinking everything. Fen could become a wolf, but she wasn't a Native America. She'd been born to an English family, had English grandparents and was the Lady of two very powerful houses. That idea was ludicrous. Even if she'd wanted to say so they wouldn't have listened. The family around her had already settled into an almost silent conversation of hisses and whispers. Bella shook her head, leaned back and closed her eyes. Fen would need to be warned.

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"Tyler! Wake up!" Fen said as she pushed the boy out of bed. She had been shaking the boy for the past ten minutes but nothing seemed to stir him. "He's going to miss breakfast…" She mumbled to herself.

"What time is it?" Tyler grumbled from under the blankets.

"Time for food. So get up. Don't think I'm above locking the cabinets." She teased, walking out of the room. It was unfortunate that the bedroom furniture hadn't arrived the night before. Sharing a bed with Tyler wasn't awful though, he didn't move much once he finally fell asleep. Fen stepped back into the kitchen and grabbed a few different fruit from a bowl as she passed. She would need to go grocery shopping if she didn't want to eat cafeteria food for the rest of the week.

Tyler stumbled into the kitchen a moment later sporting his new clothes consisting of black jeans, a white graphic tee-shirt and red chuck tailors. He flopped down at the table and snagged a roll from the basket. "It's like, eight o'clock. We're late." He grumbled.

Fen glanced at him, cutting the fruit into bite size pieces. "Two hour delay, it snowed a little last night. The roads have to be checked before they're driven on." She hesitated a little. The wards were going off again. If the twins weren't busy, or sleeping, they'd probably be through the floo in a few minutes. She turned her eyes towards the door. "Tyler…Do me a huge favor and stay inside. If the twins come through the fire, inform them I'm dealing with the guests."

"Guests?" He paused. "Oh…Right…" He scooped up a plate with a few pieces of sausage and eggs, and disappeared.

The girl grumbled as she went to the door, putting her feet into her boots and stepping out into the snowy landscape. The entire covenant of vampires stood before her. "What do you want, it's too early in the day to deal with you lot."

"You are in violation of the treaty." Jasper stated. "One hundred years ago, we made a treaty with the werewolves on the reservation; we would change no humans as long as they stay out of our territory. By being here, you are in direct violation."

Fen shivered as a gust of wind swept by. "I don't see how. I am not a reservation wolf, and I have no blood ties to them. Both sides of my family have been in Europe since before any of you were born. Nice try, but you should research a bit deeper." She turned on her heel and began back towards the house, irritated she had come out for such a senseless reason.

"You smell of them." Edward hissed.

Fen stopped and turned her head. Jacob echoed through her mind. He was protected by the government; he was going to become a shape-shifter. "I smell of them," She began slowly, "because one of their puppies has visited my house in the last two days. He was searching for Bella, but she was with you. Don't jump conclusions Cullen."

"Your last name is Black!" Edward tried again and became irritated when the girl began to laugh at him.

"Grasping for straws aren't we?" She asked with a smile. "I took my godfathers last name when I became Lady of the Noble House of Black. You see he died when I was fifteen, saving mine and my friends' lives. It is to honor his memory that I have taken the name Black." Her upper lip curled slightly at the accusing looks. "You dishonor my family with your allegations."

Again, Fen turned back towards the house moving a bit quicker this time in hopes are getting inside before any of them decided to question her further. Her luck was not so good. The second she felt the cold, masculine, hand wrap around her wrist magic began flowing from her palms. She jerked herself free and shoved the vampire as hard as she could. Reflexes she's thought had dulled with time came back to her. She glanced down at the form of Edward Cullen, sprawled in the snow.

"You're a monster!" He whispered in a pained voice.

"No more than you believe yourself to be Cullen." Fen nodded to Carlisle. "Drag him about ten feet towards the forest. He'll start healing normally as soon as you're out of the wards."

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O_O I hope it was enjoyed. I liked writing it, though I feel like I about started falling asleep towards the end. (Not because it's boring, though to some it might be, I just having slept in 2 days)

Well, Tata for now.