*** FULL SUMMARY***
AU. ALL HUMAN. OOC. When Charlie Swan's twin sister dies, he heads to Tacoma with Billy and Jake to help his niece and her young son. While going through legal paperwork for funeral planning a long held secret is revealed. Liz finally learns her father's name and he was from Billy's tribe. This leads to her learning of her older half brother. Paul Lahote. This information changes Liz and her son's life. She moves to La Push to be near her only remaining family. Move in day brings her face to face to the with her past and her own secret she held for 5 years, the identity of her son's father. A rocky road lay ahead for Liz, he son and her new family.*

***AUTHOR'S NOTE***
This is my second ever fanfic. Sam just wouldn't leave my brain. This is complete AU and OOC. Everyone is 100% human. Most of the original characters may make appearances. Bella is mentioned but is not featured. Sorry but the character bugs me. IF I write her in the future I will write her my way, completely OOC.

***Disclaimer: Twilight and it's characters are the creation of Stephenie Meyer. I just like to play with them for my own enjoyment. ***

CHAPTER 1

The shrill ringing of the landline pierced the silent predawn hours in the home of Forks Police Chief Charles Swan. He grunted as he rolled over and yanked the bedside phone to his ear.

"Chief Swan." He mumbled in way of greeting.

"Uncle Charlie?" came a soft voice.

Charlie was instantly awake and bolt upright in bed. "It happened, didn't it?"

A choked sob came over the line. "Yes" was the reply.

"I'm on my way sweetheart. I'm on my way." He said gently.

"I'll be at the house when you get here."

"Okay, sweetheart. See you soon." He assured the caller. She hung up and he jumped out of bed. He dialed his best friend, Billy Black as he crossed the room to grab his jeans hanging from the hook on his closet door.

"Dammit man do you know what time it is?" came a grizzled voice over the line.

"Billy, it happened." Charlie interrupted.

"Damn." Came the reply. "What do you need? What can we do?"

"I need to go there. I have to get to Tacoma." He answered.

"You shouldn't go alone."

"I need Sam to cover at the station for me." Charlie rambled as he struggled into jeans with the phone clamped between his ear and shoulder.

"Jake is already on the phone with him. What else?"

"I need someone to go with me. I can't do this alone Bill." Charlie slumped on to the bed and took a deep stuttering breath.

"Already packing a bag, old man." His best friend assured him.

"Thanks. I don't know what to do." He admitted.

"First, we get to that sweet girl in Tacoma. She needs her uncles now. We will figure everything out from there." Charlie heard the tears in his lifelong friend's voice. "You know our Jenny. She probably had everything arranged."

Charlie barked a laugh as tears spilled over his cheeks. "Yeah she probably did."

"I'll be there in 20. We'll get through this like we got through everything else, together."

"I know, thanks Billy" Charlie sighed. He hung up the phone. Scrubbing his hands over his face, he went to the closet and grabbed his duffle. He started throwing clothes in it, stopping to pull on a pair of socks and his boots. Once the bag was packed, he headed into the bathroom for his shaving kit and to brush his teeth. Splashing cold water on his face he looked in the mirror.

"It's not fair, Jenny. Big brother couldn't save you from this." He shook his head as tears threatened again then headed downstairs. He fixed a pot of coffee as he waited. Just as he was filling the thermos, he heard his front door open.

"Charlie" came the voice of his best friend's son, Jake.

"Kitchen, Jake." He called back. Jake appeared in the door of the kitchen. "Dad's in the truck. You ready?"

Charlie nodded. Jake scooped up the duffle by the door and headed back out to the truck. Charlie locked up and climbed into the back of the crew cab Chevy. Jake backed out of the driveway and they began the 3 and half hour drive to Tacoma.

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Charles Swan was the only son of Geoffrey and Helen Swan. He was exactly 6 minutes older than his sister Jennifer, a fact he lorded over her. He played the role of big brother and protector well. They were extremely close. Much to Helen's chagrin, Jenny was a tomboy and preferred to pal around with her brother and his friends from the reservation in La Push. Billy Black, Harry Clearwater and Quil Ateara were surrogate brothers to her.

After graduation, Jenny moved to Tacoma to attend University of Puget Sound to study education with a minor in history on a full academic scholarship. Charlie attended the local community college for criminal justice with plans of transferring to University of Washington to study law. When their parent's health started to fail, Charlie quit school and went to work for the Forks Police Department having put in an application and starting the hiring process to boost his resume for law school. Jenny had offered to quit school and come home to help but Charlie insisted she stay and keep her scholarship.

Just before college graduation, Jenny found out she was pregnant by her boyfriend of 3 months. A guy she never even told her brother about. He promptly bolted when she told him the news. She graduated and moved home to Forks with her brother and his wife who was also expecting. On Christmas Eve, she gave birth to her beautiful daughter, Elizabeth Helen Swan. She was happy with Charlie, Renee and their own gorgeous baby girl, Isabella. She worked as a substitute for Forks before getting hired at a high school in Tacoma as a history teacher. It pained her to leave her family, but full-time employment was crucial as a single mother. The siblings remained close, talking once or twice a week and Jenny and Lizzie would visit on school vacations.

The summer after Renee left taking Bella with her, Jenny spent taking care of her brother. He was working too much and withdrawn from everyone including her and his best friends. When he wasn't working, he was drinking. She showed up on his doorstep unannounced with 3-year-old Lizzie in tow.

"This stops NOW!" she said as soon as he opened the door. To which Little Lizzie added her own "NOW" with her little hands on her hips and an adorable scowl on her face. Charlie smiled for the first time since Renee left at the sight of his adorable niece.

Being with Lizzie who was so close to his own Bella's age, made Charlie sober up. He went to court and won visitation with Bella and set up child support, so he knew his baby girl was taken care of. By the time, Jenny returned to Tacoma to start the school year, Charlie was sane, sober and firmly wrapped around his niece's little finger.

He and Jenny stayed closer than ever, seeing each other at least once a month. They spent the holidays together with the Blacks and celebrated Lizzie's birthday. When Bella came for her month in the summer, they would take vacations together with the kids. She spent another summer in La Push after Billy lost his wife Sarah. Jenny took care of his kids while Charlie helped sober Billy up.

When the girls were teenagers, Bella started pulling away preferring to spend time with her mother. It broke all their hearts but they all kept in contact. She stopped coming for her summer visits. Jenny and Lizzie continued their yearly vacations with Charlie, now joined by Billy and his kids.

A month after Lizzie graduated high school, Jenny found a lump in her left breast. Charlie made the trip to Tacoma to be her support through the work up and when the diagnosis of Breast Cancer came, they cried together. He took a leave of absence while she went through the double mastectomy and the first rounds of chemo and radiation. Lizzie was starting at the community college studying nursing. The community college allowed her the ability to take many classes online and the flexibility to be there for her mother's appointments. She earned her associate's degree in nursing. She obtained her license and started working at the same hospital that her mother got her treatments.

The cancer went into remission and Lizzie discovered she was pregnant. She, like her mother refused to name the father. 7 months later Lizzie gave birth to a gorgeous baby boy she named Cooper Charles Swan. Jenny was a doting Nannie and took care of Cooper while Lizzie and worked finished classes toward her bachelor's degree.

The cancer came back aggressively a three and a half years later. By the time, it was found 6 months ago, it had spread to her bones and brain. Charlie took another leave to accompany Jenny and Lizzie to her oncologist appointment. He supported his sister when she decided against treatment and decided on Palliative Care. Once her care was in place, Charlie returned to Forks with a heavy heart. His weekends normally spent fishing in La Push were now spent spending as much time with his sister as he could. Bella had moved from Jacksonville Florida with her mother and was working as assistant editor in New York City. She called Charlie every weekend and she would talk to her aunt if was feeling well enough. Lizzie was still working at a hospital as an emergency room nurse, but she cut back to part-time to help care for her mother. They got almost 6 more months with her. She wanted to see her grandson turn four, which he had only six days before her passing.

All these memories flowed through his mind as Jake drove them to his sister's home. The drive was mostly silent only broken by random memories shared of Jenny and Lizzie. Since they left Forks before 6am they made it to the little ranch home on the quiet side street in the suburbs of Tacoma around 9:30 am. Jake parked behind the SUV in the driveway.

Charlie heaved a deep sigh and exited the truck, He grabbed Billy's wheelchair while Jake helped his father out of the truck. They slowly made their way to the door. Just as Charlie was about to knock the door was thrown open.

"CHARLIE" Cooper bellowed as he threw himself at his uncle.

"Hey Coop. Where's Mama?" Charlie asked, scooping he little guy up.

"Mama in the house. Mama sad." The 4-year-old answered solemnly. "Mama sad cuz Nannie went with the angels"

"Yeah buddy, Nannie went with the angels. She is your very extra special guardian angel now." Charlie said choking up.

"You sad too, Charlie?"

"Yes, I'm sad too. Nannie was my little sister and I loved her very much."

"She you angel now too." Cooper said and hugged Charlie around his neck. Even Jake had a tear in his eye after the exchange.

Spying Jake and Billy over Charlie's shoulder. "Hi Big Chief, Hi Jake" he greeted. Jake chuckled at Cooper's nickname for his Dad. All their traditions had held over the years. Billy's twin daughters Rachel and Rebecca had left home and moved far away. Rebecca was married to a surfer in Hawaii. The last they heard, Rebecca was on the east coast somewhere running a nightclub. Jake and Billy were Cooper's honorary uncles. He recently learned of Billy's role in the tribe and started calling him Big Chief after some cartoon he has seen,

"COOP…COOPER…COOPER CHARLES!" Lizzie was shouting. She appeared in the doorway. "Coop, how many times have I told you not to open the door without me?"

"But I sawed my Charlie get out of the truck." Cooper whined. The men on the doorstep all stifled chuckles.

"Mama is right though. Coop. No opening the door without a grown up. I'm the police and I said so."

Cooper sighed deeply. "OK Charlie, I promise." He wiggled to get down and Charlie set him down. The boy hugged his mother's leg "I sorry Mama. Don't be sad."

"Oh, my sweet boy I am not sad with you." She assured him as she leaned forward and kissed his raven head.

"Can I show Jake my new trucks?" Cooper asked looking up at her with his big brown puppy eyes.

"Of course, Jake loves truck." Lizzie smiled at her old friend.

The excited boy grabbed Jake's hand and tried to tug him toward the house. "I show you all my trucks. I share. But not my red one. That is my favorite"

Jake chuckled, "That's okay, my favorite color is green." He followed the boy into the house, pausing long enough to kiss Lizzie's cheek and whisper "missed you".

Lizzie watched her son drag the huge 6ft 4 man down to his playroom and chuckled.

"That boy is something else, Liz." Billy said shaking his head. He rolled forward and took her hand. "I am so sorry, sweet girl. We loved your mother very much. She will be greatly missed."

"Thanks, Billy. She loved you guys too." Lizzie leaned down to give him a hug. After Billy released her, Charlie then enveloped her in a tight hug. "Uncle Charlie, what do I do without her?" she sobbed into his chest.

"Oh, Baby Girl, you will get through this. We all will, together. You are strong just like her. You are not alone. You have that baby boy in there to take care of. You know your Mom loved you and that boy more than life itself. You are gonna raise him up just like she did you. We are all gonna make sure he knows his Nannie loved him." He assured her through his own tears.

After a few minutes, they both collected themselves and wiped their faces dry with tissues produced by Billy.

"Let's get inside. We have a lot to do and I suspect Jake needs rescuing form Cyclone Cooper." Billy chuckled and rolled in the house.

Jake and Cooper were just fine in the playroom. Jake sat on the floor with the boy surrounded by cars and trucks playing. As they played, Jake taught Cooper all the different makes and models of cars and trucks. When Cooper tired of the lessons, they watched Cooper's favorite movie, "Brother Bear".

Charlie, Billy and Lizzie were in the dining room going through all Liz's legal documents and making phone calls.

"Well I'll be damned" Billy whistled reading some papers in the folder he was going through.

"What?" Lizzie asked.

"Your birth certificates." Billy answered, holding it up.

"What about it?" Charlie asked.

"It lists the father." He answered.

"No, it was blank." She got up to look over his shoulder as did Charlie.

"Not this copy." Billy said glancing at his friend.

"Son of a Bitch!" Charlie yelled. "I'll kill him!"

"You can't kill him, No one knows where the bastard is." Billy retorted.

"I'll hunt him down and then I will kill him" Charlie seethed.

"You know my father?" She was stunned.

"Paul Lahote is no father. He is a damn woman and child beating son of a bitch!" Charlie seethed. Lizzie looked confused.

"We knew Paul Lahote Sr. He is not a good man. He is Quileute, but he left La Push abandoning his wife and son. They were better off without him. He was a drunk and he beat them. At first it was just her but then he turned on Little Paul. He was only Cooper's age when started in on him. One night, he beat them both severely. He left her for dead with just little Paul crying over her. He was about 5 at the time, I think. Allison was hospitalized with a skull fracture. Paul's arm was broken in 3 places."

"Did Mom know?" Lizzie gasped.

"She may have known him when they were younger, but she was here in Tacoma by the time he became a drunk." Charlie answered sitting back in his chair.

"I am glad he left, and I never knew him." She declared. "So, I have a half-brother?

"Yes, Paul Jr. He has had some difficulties when he was younger. He has a temper and got into fights but has never laid a hand on a woman. He has never touched a drink or drug. His mom died when he was 17 and he went off the rails with the anger and fighting. Charlie got him into martial arts to help him channel his anger and give him and outlet." Billy answered. "About 4 years ago, he decided to put his fighting skills to good use and opened a gym. He trains mixed martial arts fighters."

"Wow. I am glad he is doing well now." Lizzie breathed.

"Who's doing well?" Jake asked joining them at the table. "Coop is passed out on the couch."

Billy handed him the birth certificate. "Holy shit!" he exclaimed as he read it.

"Yeah pretty much." Lizzie agreed.

"We always said you must be part Quileute with how much you loved visiting La Push" He teased.

They returned to the paperwork. The men telling her stories about her brother. It was a good distraction from her grief. They worked until Coop woke up and announced there was a dragon growling in his tummy, he was so hungry. Lizzie made stacks of sandwiches with pickles and chips. After lunch Billy and Jake watched Cooper while Charlie and Lizzie met with the funeral director. Billy had been correct in his assumption. Jenny had pre-planned and paid for her services after the cancer returned. They only had to confirm dates and finalize the obituary.