Fall Into Me
a Jacob Black story based off the books. this story takes place in an au where Jacob Black did not imprint on Reneesemee Cullen. i'm not a big Twilight fan, but I think Jacob Black is a great character, which prompted me to write this.
disclaimer ; i claim no ownership to the twilight series, that right can be reserved to it's author.
The dark November sky was sprinkled with stars, the moon shining brightly among them. The air was a chilly thirty - five degrees, and there was the fresh smell of snow in the air. The trees rustled softly, a brisk breeze dancing through them.
A brown and white tawny owl swept through the skies, paying no attention to the cool temperatures. Dipping and gliding, the owl made it's way north. Every few moments it would hoot smoothly, almost as if the owl was crying. The owls journey had begun nearly four hours ago, and was finally coming to a close.
The owl dipped suddenly, swaying to the left as it dove down. A battered red home occupied the space on the ground, the owl perching inside a tree directly behind the home. It stretched its wings once, glancing around it's surroundings. A small square bundle was tied to it's left leg, and the owl took a moment to peck at the band.
As if on cue, the porch light flickered on and the owl stepped out of the tree, gliding down into the bushes below. A man in a wheel chair made his way out into the cold night air, a blanket folded in his lap. He looked out into the tree line, listening carefully. The owl hooted softly, watching from with the leaves. The man laid the blanket on the ground, turning his wheelchair around so that he faced the house. The owl moved within the bush, fluttering up on to the porch, landing on top of the blanket.
Moments later, the owl was gone. In its place stood a young woman with long black hair reaching down her back. Around her left ankle was the same square bundle. She was naked underneath the blanket that was wrapped around her, her lips turning a dark shade of blue.
"Billy Black?" She asked, her voice trembling as her teeth chattered.
The man in the wheel chair turned around, nodding his head. He was an older Native American man, his black hair reaching just past his shoulders. "Come in side, you'll freeze to death out here."
The two moved inside, standing in a modest sized kitchen. The air was warm, and this was something girl thanked God for. Billy flipped on the overhead light, moving further into the room. A table sat in the middle, a pile of clothes on top of it. "These are my son's cloths, best I could do on short notice. How was your journey, Odette?"
Odette smiled at him, reaching out and taking the cloths into her arms. "These will work fine. Long and cold, I'm afraid."
"You go change, I'll put on a pot of coffee. Bathroom in down the hallway, last door on the right." Billy said, already working on the pot of coffee.
Odette moved quietly, not knowing who might be asleep in the house. It had to be at least two in the morning. Following the hallway down she stopped at the bathroom, flicking the light on. Moving inside, Odette heard a loud snore from the next room. She closed the door behind her carefully, making as little noise as possible. She dropped the blanket, setting the clothes on the counter. She looked at her self in the mirror, her dark eyes staring back at her. Her hair had stayed mostly straight during her flight, the black locks falling to her belly button. Her skin was white with cold, her nose beginning to redden.
Kneeling over, Odette untied the elastic band from her ankle, retrieving the bundle from it. Wrapped inside a handkerchief was her cell phone, license, and debit card. She sat them on the counter, unfolding the clothes Billy had given her. She hadn't prefered to make journey while shifted, due to it's inconveniences, but she had had little choice.
Odette picked up the first article of clothing, a thin and worn t - shirt. She brought it to her nose, sniffing it. The scent on the clothes was overwhelmingly strong, and Odette caught herself almost enticed by it. 'Best not mention that to Billy. Who knows how old his son even is.'. She pulled the shirt on over her head, followed by a baggy pair of sweatpants and a hoodie. They were at least two sizes to big, but they would serve their purpose.
Exiting the bathroom quickly, Odette made her way back into the kitchen, the blanket wrapped around her once more. Billy was at the kitchen table, a cup of coffee waiting for her. She took the mug into her hands, taking a seat in the chair opposite for Billy. She sipped the coffee, relishing in its warmth.
"Terrible what's happened to your family. I can't tell you how sorry I am." Billy said.
Odette smiled softly, nodding her head. "We'll make it through this. We'll find each other again."
"I can't believe how far Sam has drifted. I never thought he would be capable of something like this. I'm only thankful your grandfather caught wind of what was going on in time."
"It was a stroke of luck, honestly. Two packs slaughtered within three - hundred miles of each other? Too much of a coincidence. We split paths around ten. I caught word from my cousin that Sam and his pack showed up around eleven. Three of my pack stayed behind to hold them off, only two of them made it out alive." She said, tightening her grip on the blanket.
"I'm sorry to hear that. As you know, we've been dealing with the Uley pack for five years now. My son, Jacob, is Alpha to his own pack, and has been Sam's only competition. Sam's lost several pack members over the years, which explains these desperate recruitments. Your pack isn't even wolf, which shows how far gone he is." Billy said, pouring himself a cup of coffee.
Odette nodded, leaning back in the chair. "We figured something was up when we discovered it was a wolf who had approached us. At this point, the only thing I'm concerned with is stopping him. He has the blood of twenty - some lives on his hands, and that's just that we know of. There's no telling if he's reached out further than we know."
Billy sighed, setting his coffee cup down on the table. "I doubt they'll be back until sometime tomorrow. That should give us enough time to put some things together. For tonight, I recommend we both get some sleep. Theres a spare bedroom across from the bathroom that I tidied up for you. You go on and get to bed. We'll start fresh whenever you make it out of bed tomorrow. I know that you've had a long journey. Good night."
Odette stood, nodding her head to him. Leaving her coffee cup behind, she made her way back down the hallway, moving carefully in the dark. She reached the door, slipping inside. She could see perfectly with out the light on, and as she settled down into the bed she sighed, rubbing her eyes. Her muscles were sore and her mind was busy. Laying her head on the pillow, she pulled the blankets around her. She prayed silently for her family, where ever they may be, before her mind faded away.
The morning sun graced the sky, shining brightly within the Black household. There was a peaceful silence about the house, each soul inside it nestled within their beds.
Jacob Black, oblivious to the stranger within his home, began to stir, rolling over onto his back. He pushed his hair out of his face, rubbing his eyes. He kicked the blanket off of his body, his dark chocolate eyes finding the alarm clock on the nightstand. The glaring red numbers told him it was eight o ' clock, and time for him to get his day started.
Forcing himself up, Jacob sat of the edge of his bed for several minutes, letting himself wake up. He stood, deciding on a shower before anything else.
Once he was showered, shaved, and changed, Jacob entered his kitchen. There was a stale pot of coffee on the warmer and two empty coffee cups sitting on the table. 'What the hell was dad doing last night?' He asked himself, shaking his head. He put the cups in the sink, starting a fresh pot of coffee. Jacob grabbed a package of poptarts from the pantry, eating them at the table while he waited on his coffee. He had a long day ahead of him at the shop, but he always tried to enjoy his mornings. His father appeared in the doorway, looking more tired than usual.
"Hey, you look great." Jacob said, his mouth filled with poptart.
"I wish I could appreciate your sense of humor." Billy said, moving to the table.
Jacob raised his eye brow. "You're in a bad mood. What's goin' on?" He asked, a twinge of concern in his voice.
"Sam's out of control, Jacob."
"Yeah, what's new about that?"
Billy shook his head, resting his arms on the table. "I'm serious. I got a call last night from a friend down in Aberdeen. Sam's been approaching packs from all over, asking for their alliance. The two we know of that declined, were found slaughtered in their homes. My friend, the Alpha of his pack, was approaching by Sam Uley but caught wind of what was happening just in time to for his pack to leave town."
Jacob was shocked. Things had gotten bad between the two, but he never thought Sam would be capable of something like this. 'Then again,' Jacob thought. 'I never thought he would be capable of killing Emily, either.' It was true, Sam had been slipping. Killing his Fiancée had sent him over the edge. He cared for no one, only for power, and he was going to extreme lengths to get it.
"Here's the real kicker. My friend isn't Wolf, Jacob. They're Shifters."
"Why is he approaching a pack of Shifters? That doesn't make any sense." Jacob said, shaking his head.
"Shifters are powerful allies, son. They can shift into the greatest of creatures. If he had a pack full of Shifters he could take over the entire state. As it turns out, that's not his only motive. Sam did a lot of digging, found out some interesting things. Both male and female offspring become Shifters, even if only one parent is. This is not the case of Wolves, as you know. Rather than having children with a normal woman, he has them with a Shifter and covers both bases."
"Boy or girl, he has another body in his pack. He cant miss, and neither can the other men in his pack." Jacob mused.
"Exactly. He asked for the Alpha's grand - daughters specifically. You should have heard what Jethro said to him, told him he'd skin them all alive before they touched any of his grand - daughters."
"Dad, what are we going to do? He's killing people. We have to stop him." Jacob said. Sam had gone too far, this was unforgivable. Five years had passed since he had to fight him off Bella Swan and her unborn child and just the thought of it effectively ruined his day. Sam and Jacob's relationship had never been the same, they had become enemies. Sam had spiraled down a dangerous path, and it was all going to end badly, Jacob had always known that.
"I agree."
"Dad, was your friend here last night? There were two coffee cups out on the table." Jacob said, reminding him of the coffee that was awaiting him. He stood, grabbing a coffee cup from the sink. He poured himself a cup, returning to his seat.
"No, not exactly. It was the Beta of his pack. Turns out they lost a Shifter to the hands of Sam, and Jethro sent her to help us get him under control. They suspect he might have taken down other packs farther out. Jethro's grand - daughter Odette was the one who put the whole thing together, and he swears she's one of the strongest in their pack."
"Wait, his grand - daughter is the Beta? How old is she?" Jacob asks, sipping his coffee.
"Nineteen. She'll be Alpha when Jethro passes. She made the journey here late last night, so she's in the spare bedroom. I gave her some of your clothes to wear as well."
"Why would he send her to where Sam lives?"
"Jethro said Odette was the only one capable of helping take down Sam. She doesn't know about Sam's second offer, or that he requested her specifically for himself. Jethro would prefer we keep it that way." Billy said making himself a cup of coffee.
"Okay." Jacob sighed, looking at the clock on the wall. "I have to get going, Dad. I'll get everyone over here tonight and we'll figure out how to take Sam down."
"Alright. I'll see you tonight then."
With that said, Jacob rose from his chair, grabbing his wallet and car keys from the counter. He was making good money managing the mechanic shop in town, and had bought himself a new truck for work. It was big, black, and had a tool box in the back. He loved walking out side every morning to see his baby shining in the sun. Climbing inside, Jacob started the engine, pulling out of his drive way.
His journey to work was uneventful. His mind wandered the entire time, replaying past events in his head. He never would have thought that Sam would go this far. He knew things were bad, but he had no idea just how bad. Jacob wondered if he could have helped all of this, if he had tried to mend their friendship. Sam had put him in an impossible situation, had planned to kill the love of his life and her unborn child. Of course, it hadn't been his unborn child and he wasn't with Bella, but that didn't matter to him. He couldn't let her get killed.
All of that, that part Jacob's life, was over. He had moved on, or really, made himself move on. It took him years to realize that he and Bella would never be more than a silly teenage dream, and that she had a life and family. He knew that one day he would find the woman that he was meant to be with, and he would know it in an instance.
For now, Jacob was more concerned with the long list of service calls he had to make today, and getting Sam under control.
It would be safe to say that Odette was a heavy sleeper, especially after spending large quantities of time shifted. By the time she finally rolled herself out of bed it was at least twelve - thirty, and her limbs ached as she stood. It was chilly inside the house, but Odette paid no attention. Shifter's temperatures ran at about one - hundred and five to one - hundred and six, a tad bit lower than Wolves' temperatures.
Pulling the sweatshirt off over her head, Odette reached for her phone, checking her messages. She sighed, finding no new updates from her family. Her pack consisted of about thirteen shifters, but that didn't even include spouses or children who hadn't shifted yet. Her sister, Rylie, was one of those children. Rylie had just turned fourteen, and was due to shift any time now. Odette only hoped that her pack was back together by then, that way Rylie could shift within the safety of her own pack.
Standing, Odette looked around the room. Most of her family had been lucky enough to pack up their things and leave with their cars, Odette had not been so lucky. Her and her grandfather had decided it would be best if she took to the air to travel, so that they wouldn't be able to follow her scent. Fortunately enough for her, she had quite a bit of money saved up so she would be able to replace her things that were left behind, which was almost everything.
Exiting the room, Odette followed the hallway out into the kitchen, surprised to see Billy accompanied by a younger female woman. Billy smiled at Odette as she walked in the room, and Odette smiled back at the two earning only a polite smile back from the woman.
"Good afternoon. We wondered when you might roll your self out of bed." Billy joked, gesturing for her to sit. "This is Leah Clearwater, a friend of my sons. I asked her to bring some extra clothes over, and she's offered to drive you out to Port Angeles so that you can get some clothes."
"It's nice to meet you." Leah said, extending her hand to Odette. Odette reached out, shaking it.
"It's nice to meet you as well. Isn't Port Angeles a bit of a drive? I don't want to be an inconvenience." Odette said, settling back into the chair.
"About an hour and a half from hear, I'd say." Billy said.
Leah laughed, smirking. "Not with me driving. We'll be there in an hour at the latest, and it's really no trouble. I don't get out enough on my days off as it is."
Odette smiled. "Great! I'll go get showered and changed, and we can get on our way."
"Sounds like a plan. I put the clothes in the bathroom, and I have a spare pair of shoes in my car. I'll grab them while you're getting ready." Leah said.
"Thank you." Odette said, rising from the chair. She made her way from the kitchen back to the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
Turning the shower on, Odette pulled the oversized clothes off of her, putting them inside a wicker hamper. She stepped in the shower, quickly washing her hair and body. She didn't want to keep Leah waiting, but she let herself relax under neath the steaming water for a few minutes. She was doing her best to keep calm and determined, but there was no denying how worried she was. Odette had only been the Beta of her pack for a year, and she had never dealt with anything like this before. It was her responsibility to make sure that her family was safe, and this time, she had to do it by her self.
Odette sighed, reaching for a towel as she shut the water off. She dried her body off before wrapping her hair in the towel. The outfit hanging on the back of the door was obviously meant for her. The outfit consisted of a pair of dark wash jeans, a white tank - top, and a light grey cardigan. She pulled on the jeans and the tank - top, sighing as she wiggled into them. It was safe to say that Odette was just a tad bit wider through her hips and bust than Leah was. She pulled the cardigan on, relieved that it fit a little loosely. She removed the towel from her hair, running her fingers through her black locks. Having no make - up to put on, Odette left the bathroom.
Returning to the kitchen, Odette was surprised to find Leah sitting at the kitchen table alone. She stood, handing Odette a pair of grey Converse and socks. Odette slipped them on, happy that they shared the same shoe size, if nothing else. "Where'd Billy go?" She asked.
Leah shrugged. "He said he had some stuff to do. Well, we better get going if we want to be back in time for our little meeting tonight." She said, grabbing her keys from the table.
Odette followed Leah outside to her car, hoping in the passenger side. "How much do you know about what's going on?" Odette asked.
"Not much." Leah said as she buckled her seat belt. "I was hoping you could fill me in on the way."
Odette looking out the window, watching as they pulled away from the house. "Sam Uley has killed two Wolf packs, and planned to kill mine."
Odette turned her face to gage Leah's reaction. She looked genuinely pissed, but not at all shocked. "You don't seem to surprised."
Leah scoffed. "Sam was engaged to my cousin Emily, and he killed her three years ago. There's nothing Sam could do that would surprise me at this point."
Odette nodded her head. "I'm sorry for your loss."
"Thanks. Did all of your pack make it out alright?"
"All but one. I lost a cousin who stayed behind to slow them down." Odette said.
"I'm sorry to hear that. I suppose that's why your here, isn't it?"
Odette shrugged. "My grandfather is the Alpha, and he made me Beta around a year ago. I was sent to help get the problem under control, but I have this feeling there's something he's not telling me. There has to be, because I can't even think of a reason why a Wolf would approach a pack of Shifters."
Leah nodded her head in agreement. "It doesn't make sense, and I don't know how we're going to get Sam under control, either. If he's done the things you've said he has, then I doubt he'll listen to any voice of reason. We can't just kill him, either. What ever we decide to do, it'll have to be damn good for it to work."
Odette knew these things, but she preferred not to think about them. She knew it was going to be tough, and she knew it was going to take some time, but the longer it took meant the longer she was separated from her family.
"Remind me to never offer to take you shopping again." Leah said, laughing as she pulled the car up to the Black house.
Odette faked a shocked face. "You mean you don't want to go again next week?"
Leah shook her head. "Oh no. How about we try this time next year?"
Odette shrugged, sighing dramatically. "Okay.. I guess."
"I can't believe that you could find that many things to buy." Leah said, parking the car.
"I have nothing. Well, had nothing, I suppose." Odette said gesturing to the fact that she was wearing Leah's clothes and shoes.
"I don't think you needed everything you bought, though. Let's be honest." Leah said, getting out of the car. "Like that iPod?"
Odette followed suit, moving back to the trunk. "Music is my life?"
"Nice try. I can't believe we where gone for seven hours. Jacob's already home."
"Yeah. Time flies when you're having fun." Odette joked, gathering the mass amounts of shopping bags in her arms. It was already eight o ' clock, and the sun had set about two hours ago.
"Fun, yeah. Hey, are you good with these? No one else is here yet, so I'm going to go run by my house."
Odette nodded, gripping the bags tightly. A hand would have been nice, but she could handle it herself.
Odette made her way to the front door as Leah pulled away. She moved the bags around, freeing a hand just long enough to open the door, swinging it wide open. The living room was dim, but the kitchen lit it well enough. Odette was only steps inside the door before someone appeared in the door way. Dropping half the bags in surprise, Odette laughed. The figure in the door way stood at least six and a half feet tall, with long dark brown hair.
"You must be Jacob. I'm Odette Masters." She bent down, picking up the dropped bags. When she stood, Jacob was still standing in the door way, perfectly still and quiet. "Hey, are you okay?"
He nodded his head slowly at first, then quickly moving to take all of the bags out of her arms. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Are you okay?" He asked, looking genuinely concerned.
"Yeah, I'm great, thanks." Odette said, laughing softly. "How about we go put these down?" She asked.
Jacob smiled, nodding his head. "Yeah, of course." Odette watched as he turned around leading her back to the spare bedroom. He sat the bags in his arms down on the bed, turning around to face her. He stared down at her, his chocolate eyes glued to her own. Silence filled the room, but it was comfortable, and Odette almost felt bad breaking it.
Holding her hand out, she smiled. "Thanks for the help. It's nice to meet you, by the way."
Jacob took her hand, holding it softly. "It's great to finally meet you." Jacob said, his words so sincere.
Odette smiled at him, beaming. It took everything she had not to blush. "You're too nice. Thanks for letting me borrow some clothes, by the way. I really appreciated it." She said, not even sure if he knew that Billy had lent her his clothes.
Jacob shook his head. "No problem. Let me know if you need to borrow any more."
Odette laughed, looking at the bags on the bed. "You know, I think I'm good on clothes for the moment."
Jacob laughed, shrugging sarcastically. "I don't know. Do you think so?"
"I hope so." Odette said, looking down at her hand, which was still held by Jacobs. He looked down as well, letting go of her hand.
"Oh, sorry. Hey, uh, I think I heard the front door." Jacob said, putting a hand on her shoulder as he moved around her to get to the door. Odette turned around, watching him leave the room.
'That was... Interesting.' Odette said, a smiled plastered on her face.
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