Family Reunion

Chapter one: The letter

Jacob Black

The sixteen year old werewolf looked at the letter in his hands. It had no return address, and it was making him anxious to open. It however, was not addressed to him. It was addressed to his father, Billy Black. He waited impatiently for the elder Black to return home so that he could see what the letter said. He had to be at the Cullens by sundown so he could see Renesmee, and he didn't want to leave it behind. Just as he was getting annoyed, the door opened and Charlie and his father came in. He let out a breath, and ran up to take the wheel chair duty from Bella's father. Charlie smiled at him, said goodbye to his friend, and ran back to his police cruiser. Jacob chuckled, and handed his father the letter that had arrived. See, this is what had made him so interested in the letter. It hadn't been delivered by the post man. No, instead, it had been delivered by... OWL. Yes, a black owl had flown into the house through an open window with the letter attached to his leg. It had stuck out the leg with the letter until Jacob untied it, and then flown away.

Billy took the letter, opened it, and read it. His eyes grew wide, and his face grew sadder as he continued on. He sighed, nodded to apparently no one in particular, and then looked at his son. Jake was worried now. What could possibly be said in a letter delivered by an owl that would make his father look so much older then he'd already looked? He didn't really know if he wanted to find out, but then Billy was clearing his throat and looking up at him.

"Jake, this letter contains something I didn't think I'd ever have to tell you. But I understand their reasoning. Okay, don't hate me for this. You truly are my son Jacob. Except, you aren't biologically." Jacob couldn't believe what he had just heard. It must be a dream. Or he was hallucinating. One of them. Of course Billy was his dad. They had the same skin tone. He was a freaking werewolf for God's sake! He looked at the man in the wheelchair like he had gone insane. The "chief" of the tribe just handed Jacob the letter.

"Maybe this will explain." he said sadly, looking down at the floor. The teenager took the letter, and unfolded it. He looked at it, and then decided he might as well, and started reading.

Dear Jacob Black,

This may come as a shock to you, but the people writing this are very close to you. You just don't remember us (I hope. Remmy doesn't think you will but you never know). We don't blame you if you don't. You were so young. I hate to be the one to inform you of this (He actually doesn't. He forbade me to write it. So I stole it.) but the man you've been living with for so long is not your actual father. However, the woman who raised you (if she actually stuck around) is your actual mother. You see, I am your father. (I am too.) My name is Remus Lupin. (I'm Sirius Black. Siriusly. Heh, that never gets old) I met your mother when I first came to Washington from my hometown. (Actually, I met your mother first.) She was one of the nicest people I'd ever met. You see, I'm gay. (Bet you didn't see that one coming) My boyfriend and I (Which is me. I'm his boyfriend) had decided we wanted children. We used your mother as a surrogate. It was about the time that you were born that we realized that you inherited traits from both of us. (I hope you got my hotness. We couldn't tell when you were a baby.) You also inherited some of your mother's traits. Your skin tone for example. (Remus is really pale. You totally didn't get it from him) Things you got from me are your werewolf qualities. I'm very sorry that you have to deal with that, although we figured out yours would be a bit different then traditional werewolves. (Which is what Remus is. I'm a dog... I'll explain if you come meet us.) I don't exactly know everything about your type of werewolf, but your mother sent me a letter about what you would most likely become. (I read it too. I think it said something about Native American tradition? You probably know what he's trying to say.) This may be out of the blue, and it has probably left you with many unanswered questions. We'd be honored to have you come meet with us. Billy knows our address. We would love to get to know you. (You really should come. It would be fun!)

Yours Sincerely,

Remus Lupin

(And Sirius Black. Why he didn't mention me at all, I don't know.)

As Jacob read the letter, he felt himself choke up. His mother had died in a car accident. Did these people (his fathers? Was that really possible?) not know about his mother's death? He looked at Billy, the man he had believed to be his father his whole life.

"Is... is this true?" He asked, waving the letter. Billy looked down, tears in his eyes, but nodded. Jake freaked out. He ran out the door, leaving the poor man alone, and straight into the forest. There was only one person who could calm him down when he was this riled up. He was off... to the Cullen's house. Bella and Renesmee would be able to calm him down. He was sure of it.