In the quiet forests of the small, wet town, Forks, Washington, was the slightest rustling of damp leaves against the earthen forest floor. The quiet snapping of twigs and tree branches. The wind that followed the protectors of the Quiluete reservation La Push, and of Forks was a wind of justice. They completely disregarded the ancient treaty lines that used to bar them from crossing borders as they pleased. The wolves had a mission this dark, cloudy night.

The two packs moved discreetly and united as one, through the dense thickets at their alpha's commands. They were searching for the source of the loud howl that sounded an hour earlier. The howl of a savage, uncivilized beast. One that did not belong to any wolf of either of the two packs, maybe two, they were uncertain.

The wolves searched in pairs. Jacob and Leah, Sam and Paul, Jared and Embry, and Seth and Quil. All hunting voraciously. All hunting carefully, to leave Forks under its oblivious safeguard for the supernatural. Somethings people should not know. This was one of them.

They took different directions in search of their prey. Sam and Jacob communicating with each other telepathically, as the spokesper...Spokeswolf for their two packs. Then relaying messages back to their individual packs via the same method. As an alpha, it was a part of their responsibility.

Maybe you should double back to get the Cullens. To let them know what's going on. Sam suggested to Jacob, using his mental voice.

No, Jacob answered, his eyes still scanning his surroundings for danger. We still have no evidence that says they were here for sure. When we find something, then we can rally the troops. 'Sides, they have as good hearing as we do, and they don't sleep, so they heard the howls too and aren't concerned.

They? Jacob saw Sam stop in his thoughts, confusing Paul, then to catch him. Reassuming his place at the front of their two-man formation. You think it has something to do with those 'Children of the Moon' that Volturi leech was supposed to have hunted to near extinction? Me too.

Yeah, look at the sky. Jacob reminded him. Then used his mind to show Sam pictures of the full moon tonight. His paws crunching the twigs beneath them. His beta, Leah Clearwater hot on his heels at his right flank. I just don't know what would bring them here...But then again, Forks does attract all sorts of weird stuff.

Jacob stopped and threw his muzzle to the sky, emitting a sharp howl into the clouded night sky – The signal for his pack to return home for the night. Even after it faded into the darkness, it echoed in his mind. The members of his pack all replayed the howl in their minds for confirmation, and subsequently, in the packs linked mind.

Gotcha', See you later Jake. Quil and Embry both bid their farewells for the night, returning home to La Push to sleep, and the next day, be with the people most important to them, their imprinted. When they were safely in their backyards, away from anything, or one, that they could injure, they phased back into human form.

Minus two voices in my head. It was a long night, and all the prolonged running through Forks and neighboring La Push agitated Jacob. All this time he could have been spending sleeping, or watching Renesmee sleep; Wasted.

I'm going to stay at the Cullen's tonight. Seth's thoughts sounded weary. Emmett invited me over to play some football video games. He says that you and Leah can come too. Seth did not sound like he would make it through their first simulated fourteen minute quarter.

Don't stay up too late. Leah scolded. And I probably won't be there, that blond bloodsucker's a bitch.

Okay. Seth ran to his appointment and his thoughts went silent.

I doubt you need me to babysit you Leah. Jacob glanced over his right shoulder, looking his female beta; the first ever woman beta; the first ever woman to make the change into wolf-hood, in the eye. I just don't want you stalking me to sneak a peek at me after I phase back to my lean, tall, muscular self. He barked a laugh. That snake that's always stuck to me says he might bite. He watched Leah's face twist. Even in her wolf form, she had the most distinctive rolling of the eyes in Forks or La Push.

...And who exactly was it that pretended to hang out with Seth at my house, conveniently when I'd be leaving the steaming bathroom after my shower wearing nothing but a towel. Jacob and Leah had made some progress in the last couple months. Moving past their "friendly" understanding, to actually being able to tolerate one anothers' humor. Maybe they could be friends...One day. Such a perv. Being a dog suits you more than it does me. She smiled, showing her razor sharp teeth.

Whatever, Jacob turned his head in shame. I'm going to make another round before I go to the Cullen's. Make sure the forests are safe. Jacob could not resist the urge for another witty jab. Get some beauty sleep. God knows you need it. It could only be a joke. Jacob knew Leah knew that he thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. Pre-Renesmee anyway.

I'm coming with you. Leah completely disregarded his last jeer.

Fine, Jacob growled.Don't slow me down.

The two ran through the constant stream of trees and bushes at neckbreaking speeds. Of course, being the fastest of all the wolves, Leah could have catapulted her relatively small gray body past Jacob, but she didn't. She respectfully ran at her rightful place as beta, at his right flank. Nearing the end of their circuit, a loud, earsplitting, primal sound ripped through the forest. It was a mixture between an agonized sounding howl, and an arrogant roar of victory, all wrapped into one. It rang throughout the dark skies again. Then Jacob realized that there were two of the gutteral shrieks, not one.

Jacob! Sam yelled mentally into Jacob's thoughts. We're right, they are here at the border. Two to be exact. My pack is fighting them. They're strong, and fast. Sam's thoughts stopped flowing into his mind. For a moment, Jacob was worried. Sam resumed after a long ten seconds. We fought tougher newborn vampires two winters ago.

I'm on my way. Jacob used his alpha timbre. Why? He had no idea. It had no effect on other alphas. It just seemed right.

Jacob nimbly loped through the trees and fronds at his maximum speed. The small gray wolf close behind him. The wind wooshed in his ears upright hearing the entire battle through them, becoming louder by the second. Testament to the intense speed he was traveling. There was a dangerous fight brewing, and he was too far away to do anything, for now. At his current rate of speed, he would be there in eleven minutes he guessed.

We're almost there. Jacob called out after twelve minutes of running. Maybe three minutes out.

No rush. There was a satisfied undertone in Sam's thoughts. We just finished them. I do still want you to see these things though. But, I think I found your reason to involve the Cullen's. There's a boy here. Obviously the target of their attacks. I don't know why. He's beat up pretty good though. Maybe take him to the bloodsucking doctor.

Carlisle. Jacob interrupted and corrected.

Carlisle. Sam repeated. The kid might run out of blood if we don't get him there.

You want to take a bleeding human to a house full of vampires? Jacob never lost his sense of humor. That's some really twisted logic. He chuckled a throaty laugh.

Well, it would only mean more trouble to take him to a hospital.

True. Jacob answered. Then directed his thoughts to his pack, who ever was still phased; Leah. Leah, He used his alpha double timbre again. It may not affect other pack leaders, but it did affect his own pack. An order given in this voice was not to be disregarded, not to be disobeyed. I need you to get to the Cullen's quickly. Find Edward, and tell him everything I'll show you after we split ways. Have him tell Carlisle to get his medical equipment ready. He's going to have a 'guest.'

Aye. Leah made a one-eighty degree turn, and ran full throttle back the way they came.

Jacob remained on his course alone. He replayed the conversation between himself and Sam, and everything he saw along the way for Leah. His speed subconsciously decreased his speed because there was no urgency to the situation now. Sam and his pack were not in any danger. Unless, some how the slain monstrocities could ressurrect themselves. The nightlife of the forest blurred by in his periphreal vison even at his reduced pace. As he neared the scene, Jacob discovered the disgusting odor of the two actual werevolves. Then, the familiar scent of his former pack and alpha. There was another strange, woodsy sent intermingled with the other two. Something he had never smelled before. It wasn't an utterly foul scent, just disconcerting to smell, because it isn't familiar to him.

I just made it. Leah's tense voice reverbated in the pack's shared mind. I'm here at the Cullen's and Edward passed on my thoughts to Carlisle. He's getting things ready now. He'd like a time frame though.

Twenty minutes.

Okay. See you later. Leah remained thoughtfully quiet. This was going to take alot out of Jacob. And he knew, she knew, he knew it.

Jacob entered the dark cramped clearing he nose led him to. The overshadowing trees blotted out all but the tiniest amount of light. If it were'nt for his enhanced sight and hearing, he would have been dishovled.

Sam! Jacob called out. He looked around and spotted Sam on a nearby rock, hunched over in defense. He compassionately avoided killing any insects on the forest floor, walking to the two wolf corpses lying mangled and completely still. Dead. Or so they appeared. These two here? These are dead right? Jacob nudged one of the two large, jet-black wolf corpses.

They bear a large resemblance to us. Sam moved quietly, slowly, toward the motionless bodies, as if they were still a threat. Even though the La Push pack was responcible for their undoing. They are most powerful when the moon is at twilight. They "phased," - for lack of a better word, from four-legged wolves, to bipedal creatures. Their attacks were fast, precise, and coordinated. Sam showed Jacob his memories. Every tactic, every manuver, their nearly blinding speed, their primative, brutal force. Everything. Very nimble, very fast. Perhaps they can speak to each other telepathically too. After we finished them, they phased back to what you see before you right now.

Jacob listened. Then lifted his nose, searching for the scent he traced on the way here. It trailed back the way he came. That smell?

Remember that boy I told you was here. The one that these werewolves were attacking? Sam asked.

Yeah.

That was him. I'm having some of the kids take him to Dr. Blood-is-delicious right now. They're abou five minutes out. Sam informed him. Gazing off into the distance. Even though it was dark, they both could see for miles. One of the perks of being a shapeshifter. He doesn't smell like a leech, but not like one of us either, and damn surely not a human. Sam scrunched his healthily damp nose. Unique.

True. Jacob rose from the ground, shaking off his fur. What do we do with these? He toyed with the mangled tail of one of the actual werewolves.

The same thing we do with vampires. Toast'em. Sam loped to the border of the small clearing. I'm coming back. I need to go home to get matches. In any case, Jake. You look about as dead as those brothers. Go get some sleep.

Yeah. I'll get around to it.

Both leader's ran their separate ways. To their homes. Sam to La Push, and Jacob back to Forks. Ever since that situation last winter, Jacob was allowed back into La Push with no hostility. He even mad it a habit to stop by his house to make sure Billy was alright. But that wasn't home for him. Not anymore. Wherever Renesmee' is, is home. And home, was with the Cullens. He laughed to himself.

Home isn't one place. It's where you hang your hat that night. Jake. Leah had been silently listening to everything that happened that night. Evidently, she couldn't pass up the chance to impart some of her wisdom on him. The people around you make it a place to return to. Truthfully, I wish I could find my home. My mom and Charlie hanging out and Seth's best friends with the bloodsuckers. I don't know where I fit in...

: This plot bunny has been bugging me for quite a while. Eventually, it was a full grown rabbit lol. Now maybe I can return to the Full Metal Panic! fandom in piece lol. Thanks for reading.

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