Flash Back

"What the hell man?" Jared hollered as Jacob shoved past him, not bothering to apologize. "Just because you're in a piss ass mood doesn't mean you have to take it out on the rest of us!"

Jacob didn't seem to hear what his fellow pack mate said as he continued his walk. It was like there was something over his ears that prevented him from hearing anything or anyone. Jacob Ephraim Black was broken.

A land landed on Jared's shoulder which caused him to turn. "Don't be too hard on him Jared, he lost his imprint," the wise voice of Sam Uley filled the room.

Jared Peters stared at his alpha before shaking his head. "Yea, I know that but…," he mused, running a large hand through his shortly cropped hair. "When Bella left him the first time, it was horrible. Then the idiot falls for her again only for Edward to be chosen over him when he knew that he imprinted on your sister. When Samantha was kidnapped a few days ago…he's just shut down and refused to function."

The room quieted down at the two shape shifters stared at each other, thinking about the filthy bloodsuckers that took away Jake's imprint and Sam's sister. When the silence was broken, it was by Sam. "When I get my hands on them, they're going to wish they were dead instead of leeches."

End of Flash Back

Billy Black wheeled into the hallway with a plate on his lap. He followed the hall until he came to the last door on the right, his only son's bedroom. Raising a hand, he rapped his knuckles against the wood before his voice escaped his lips. "Jake," he called through the door, "You've got to eat something!"

He waited in silence for some type of response from the large boy on the other side of the wall. When he didn't receive one, he repeated his notions and voiced his opinion once more. A smile spread onto the face of the elderly mane when he heard him move in his small room.

The door creaked open and Billy nearly dropped the plate in his hand. Jacob looked nothing like he was supposed to. His once russet coloured skin was a sickly pale green while the army cut he used to sport had grown past his shoulders. Being a shape shifter, he's supposed to be big and buff but his cheeks caved in and his eyes looked hollow.

"I'm not hungry dad," Jacob said with a raspy and hoarse voice that clearing his throat wouldn't help fix. "I think I'm just going to sleep."

Billy stared at his son, took in every aspect of him that changed. His arms seemed less large, his hips seemed to jut out of his skin, his abs and muscles seemed nonexistent, and he looked fragile. The thought of 6'7 Jacob looking fragile was enough to make his father shake his head.

Regardless of the protests he was tempted to make, he turned his wheelchair around and headed back into the kitchen. When the plate was on the table, he tossed his head in his hands and heaved a large sigh. A few tears began to prick the back of his eyelashes as the front door was thrown open and shut loudly.

"Dad?" A familiar voice flooded his ears. "Dad are you alright?"

Rachel Black, Billy's youngest daughter, rushed through the front hall and into the kitchen to her father's side. She dropped her purse on the way to the aid of her old man, which spilt its contents of cards and personal items. When she saw the tears spilling down her dad's cheeks, and had information on why he cried, she went into complete bitch mode.

Her footsteps could be heard as she stormed down the hall angrily. When she banged her fist against the door she was afraid she may end up breaking it from its hinges. "Jacob Ephraim Black, you better open this God damned door or I'll grab the axe from dad's shed and break it open myself!" she hollered, switching to slamming her palm against the door.

When Jake opened his door, he was shocked to see his older sister in such a frenzy. He stared at her and watched as her anger faded to concern and shock before jumping back to anger. "Okay, when the hell did you get all buff and what did you do to dad?" she questioned loudly.

Jacob hand a hand over his face before his tired eyes met hers again. "Rachel, can we talk about this later? I'm tired and I feel sick," he muttered as he tried to erase her smile from his mind.

"What, no! Jake, come on-" but she never got the chance to finish her sentence because her little brother had shut the door on her face. She banged on the door again and left once she realized her energy was being wasted.

She sighed and rushed back into the kitchen to check on her dad. He was in the same spot she'd left him, only he was wiping away the tears that trickled down his cheeks. Her heart broke to see her father looking as vulnerable as he did.

"Dad, I'm sorry for whatever he did," she apologized, hoping that maybe he'd tell her exactly what happened and she could fix it further. "Do you want me to put the kettle on and make a cup of tea?"

Billy dropped his hands from his face and nodded his head before wheeling himself into the living room. He stayed beside the couch, not bothering to flick on the television as he mulled over how horrible his son looked. Before he could get too deep into his thoughts, the front door opened again.

Jared Peters, Sam Uley, Quil Ateara, Paul Reece, Embry Call, and Seth Clearwater walked into the small house. The alpha smiled warmly at the elderly man as they all shuffled into the tiny living room before finding a place to sit. "How is he?" he asked, standing beside the door.

With a single shake of Billy's head, Sam lowered his head and muttered to himself. "You've tried to get him to eat?" Another nod. "He won't accept the foot?" Yet again, Billy nodded his head.

"Why does he have to be such a…," Paul trailed off when Rachel walked into the living room with two steaming mugs in her hands. He watched as her hips moved from side to side while she walked towards Billy.

Rachel could feel eyes on her so she looked up, meeting the gaze of Paul. His eyes widened for a brief second before he felt like she was the only thing that mattered from this point forward. He could feel his heart beat increase before he forcefully shook his head and stuck out his hand.

"Hi, my name's Paul Reece and you are…?" he wondered as he craved to hear her voice and place a name to her pretty face. Nothing mattered around him, not that his friends were giving him incredulous look or that Billy was gaping at him.

Rachel leaned forward in her seat after taking a sip and cradling her mug. She grasped his hand and felt an electric shock course through her entire being. Instead of reacting to the shock, she smiled at the russet giant before her and shook his hand. "My name is Rachel, Rachel Black. I'm Jacob's older sister," she replied before releasing her hold on his outstretched hand.

A collective look was shared between the boys; Paul had imprinted on Jake's older sister. Jared muttered about how Jacob won't be pleased when he finds out about this and Quil seconded that comment.

"Damn right I'm not going to be pleased!" Jacob barked as he walked into the living room from the hall. Even though he looked sick, he still managed to look menacing as he turned his attention to Paul. "You better not have imprinted on her or I swear to God I'll kill you!"

Everyone's attention was on the fuming boy. "Jacob," Sam intervened before things got ugly and Rachel would see them in their wolf form. "Stop it before you do something you'll regret."

Jacob closed his eyes and pressed his fists to the side of his head. Images of Samantha smiling and laughing filled his head only to turn into her being kidnapped. He shook his head to try and rid himself of the painful memories that wouldn't leave him alone. Jake began to shake vigorously.

"Why should he be able to imprint on her where as I have no fucking clue where mine is, if she's alright, or if she's a leech?" he yelled, clenching his fists at his side while trying to gain control over the shaking that shook his body. Jake closed his eyes while his nostrils flared as he tried to breathe and keep calm.

Sam's eyes grew large as Jake began to roll his neck and shoulders, he was away that the boy was beginning to feel uncomfortable in his skin and phase soon. Being the alpha, he had to act quickly and get him out of there before Jacob hurt someone.

But, Sam didn't have to worry about getting them outside because Jake dove at Paul and the two crashed out the front door nosily. All the while, Jacob was muttering profanities towards the boy who was rolling around with him. That's when Paul threw a punch and Jake returned it.

"I don't get why you're bitching about me imprinting!" Paul yelled once the two jumped apart. The two shook and growled at each other before Jake began to circle. He lunged forward and phased mid air.

After napping and biting at each other for a while, the two feuding shape shifters were split up by their alpha. When the two stepped away from each other, everyone's attention was drawn towards the beta of the pack.

Eyes were wide and jaws were slack as they watched droplets of water travel down Jacob's sandy russet mussel. A few boys turned away and directed their eyes down. Paul phased back and walked into the house while everyone tried to forget watching Jacob cry in his wolf form.