Their Missing Angel

by LadyLaneyOfRanger

Nessie and Jacob had a little boy that was ripped away from them. They were told that he was dead, when he was very much alive. 17 years later, a group of very different children appear on their front porch, one boy claiming to be their son. Max and Fang are dealing with a trauma of their own and need shelter. Can Nessie help Max? Can Fang fit in with his family? Set after Max/BD

1. Chapter 1

"What do you mean I can't see him?" Jacob screamed at the oldest vampire. He was shaking in rage and trying to contain his morphing.

The entire Cullen family and Pack were cramped into a little hospital waiting room. They were all awaiting to see the newest member of the family. Carlisle was attempted to explain what had happened to the infant.

"Jacob, it appears that he passed away from SIDS." Edward placed up hand on his son-in-law shoulder.

"SIDS?" Jacob asked his voice cracking.

"Sudden Infant Death Syndrome." Edward explained.

"I don't understand. He was fine last night! He was HEALTHY!" Jacob screamed.

"We don't know what caused it but it happened." Carlisle tried explaining it.

"I-I don't-" Jacob collapsed on the floor in tears. Edward kneeled down next to him and placed his hand on his shoulder.

That's when they heard it. Everyone heard it. It was a scream. Not any scream but a scream that only a mother that had just been told that her child had died in his sleep could make. It was heartbreaking for the entire family.

Sam snuck out the back. The small infant in his arms. The little boy was wrapped in his black tee shirt, the same color as the black hair on the little boy's head. Sam knew what he was doing was wrong, but they had no idea what the power of this small child was. He could bring down the entire world.

The small child looked up at him with black eyes, they color that held pure evil. At least that is was Sam thought. He didn't know that they black in his eyes was the vampire genes and werewolf gene conflicting and creating no color at all.

Sam met the men in the middle of the field, exactly were they said they would be. The man in the middle, the one Sam had come to know has Jeb, was cradling a slightly old girl in his arms (A.N. I know Max is 3 months older but in this she is only going to be a few weeks)

"This is the child?" Jeb asked, handing the little girl over to another man.

"Yes." Sam took one last look at the child.

"Do you have a name?" Jeb asked, not wanting to name the child himself.

Sam pondered this for a minute.

"Fang." It was the one thing that werewolves and vampires had in common.

Just a little idea that has been swarming around my head for a while.

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