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KPOV

I sat alone in the Rabbit. My vision was blurry. I couldn't tell if it was from crying or the bottle of Jack in my hand. I wanted to get so hammered I couldn't think straight. Everyone was at Sue's...they understood that I didn't want to be around them. I took another swig from the bottle and closed my eyes. I could hear the rain pouring down now. Perfect mood for the day. My father was in the ground and I didn't know how I was going to live now. I reached down under the seat and pulled the keys out and stuck them in the igniton and turned it just enough to start the radio but not the engine. Scanning the stations I found something to fit my mood. I pulled my knees up to my chest and rested my head on them. My head swam with memories of my family. Christmas...birthdays...fishing trips...my dad giving me the sex talk. How awful was that? I thought I might die of embarassment. I laughed softly to myself and tears streamed down my cheeks. Thoughts of my Mom...God I missed her. I needed her...there would never be a time I wouldn't...My children wouldn't have Grandparents...or aunts...or unlces...well depending on who their father would be. I wasn't positive it would be Jacob. What if he was? He would be a good Dad, I'm sure. Images of Jacob holding a tiny infant flooded my mind. Then a toddler...a little boy that looked just like him...then a child a little older...with long hair like his father. I wouldn't think about cutting his hair...he looked to much like Jacob when we were younger. I would let him grow it out until he decided to cut it.

"Kenna?" I heard Jake call into the empty garage.

A few seconds later he found me with my head on my knees in the drivers seat. He leaned on the door where the window was rolled down.

"Babe...what are you doing?" He asked.

I looked up slowly, my vision still blurry.

"Hey..." I squeaked.

"Hey..." He smiled.

"I think I'm drunk." I squinted at him.

"Um...yeah, maybe a little." He nodded, eyeing the half empty bottle of Jack.

"You want to go inside?"

"No..." I shook my head. "Not yet."

He nodded, "You want me to wait with you until you're ready?"

"I'd like that." I responded.

I climbed in the backseat and he followed. He leaned against the driverside panel and pulled me to lean back on his chest. We sat there and listened to the depressing sad music emitting from the speakers.

"You know it's 4 in the afternoon, right? That qualifies as a drinking problem." He laughed, gently.

"Only if it's everyday...and as far as I'm concerned, I can do what the fuck I want today." I responded, grabbing the bottle and taking another swig.

Jake just laughed to himself and shook his head. I handed him the bottle and leaned back on his chest. He took a rather large gulp from the bottle himself and held it up.

"I'd say you're my only drinking competition around here." He said.

"Yeah well, your dad only drank beer, my daddy drank whiskey." I responded.

He wrapped his arms around me, bottle in hand, and held me closer.

"I love you Akenna Iris." He whipsered in my ear.

"I love you too, Jacob...uh...Jacob...fuck..." I was so drunk I couldn't even think straight.."Jacob..."

"Fuck you really are drunk." He smiled, "You know this one..."

"Jacob..." I continued, racking my brain.

"Ephraim." He laughed.

"Yes, Jacob Ephraim Black!" I said, excitedly. "I love you Jacob Ephraim Black."

"I love you." He repeated in my ear.

"I love you."

After a few hours of just sitting, we finished the bottle of Jack and I was beyond drunk and Jake was pretty sloshed.

"It's getting late...we better get inside." Jake said, climbing into the front seat.

I agreed and failed miserably at getting out of the Rabbit. He finally pulled me out. I couldn't even stand. He helped me walk to the house and into the living room where we both fell onto the floor laughing. We both failed to notice Rachel, Charlie, Bella and Sue sitting in the kitchen, talking about Billy.

"Fuck I'm drunk." Jake sighed, rolling over to face me.

"Yeah well...I...I think I...I think I drank more than you...Jacob...Jacob Ephraim...Epharim Black." I stammered.

"Yes, yes you did." He agreed.

"Hey...hey..." I moved closer and pulled him so I could whisper to him, "I'm kind of feeling frisky."

He laughed, "Really...?"

"Yeah." I nodded, smiling.

He rolled over and began to kiss me.

"Ahem." Someone cleared their throat.

We pulled apart and found Charlie and Sue standing over us.

JPOV

Kensey giggled drunkly. She was far more fucked up then I was. Then out of the corner of my eye I saw Bella walking towards her father. I was to drunk for this. I was to drunk to deal with her.

"I think I should take Kensey to bed..." I said.

"I'll do that." Rachel said, helping Kensey up.

"Rach...I'm sorry." Kensey sulked.

"No, honey, you're fine. It's okay." Rachel smiled, looking back at me.

"Jacob, stand up." Charlie said, motioning for me to stand.

I did, wobbling a tad.

"Get some sleep son. Your Dad woke up today while we were at the funeral. He asked about you and he wants to see you. First thing tomorrow you're going to see him." He said.

"Yeah...awesome." I nodded.

"Now, get to bed."

I walked down the hallway towards my room. Kensey was laying there stairing at the ceiling. I collapsed down beside her. She smiled.

"Jake, I'm sleepy." She said, closing her eyes.

"Then sleep, silly." I smirked.

"I like to sleep, cus things are prefect in my sleep." She mumbled.

"What do you dream about?"

"Lots of stuff. My family sometimes. Mostly of you though."

"What are dreams of me like?"

"They're lovely. They're better than real life..."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes..things a perfect, and Bella doesn't exist."

Bella. Who the hell does she think she is coming into my house? That was the last time that would happen.

"I want to dream of my family tonight..my mommy...and daddy...and brother..." Kensey rambled.

"Kens...you don't have a brother." I frowned.

"Yes...yes I dooo!" She protested.

"No sweetheart, you're an only child." I said, sitting up.

"No no no, you don't know. It's a secret. I have a brother. We're the same age."

"What? Honey, I think you've had to much to drink." I raised an eyebrow.

"Jake, you don't know! It's a secret. Me and my brother can't tell anyone about eachother! And who our dad is!"

Either Kensey had lost her fucking mind, she was drunk rambling or she was telling the truth. Most drunks did tell the truth when they were obliterated.

"Well why can't you tell me?" I asked, sitting up on my elbow.

"Cus, it would destroy the enitre Reservation!" She sighed.

"Well you know I won't tell." I pressed.

Kensey's eyes opened and she glared, "My brother and I are a secret! Only three people know!"

"Yeah, but I'm your boyfriend! I won't tell. I've never told our secrets!"

"Fine! But make sure you keep your mouth shut!"

I nodded in agreement, hoping for some sort of crazy ramble.

"Embry is my brother!" Kensey said in a hushed voice.

My jaw hit the floor. She had to be kidding! Embry didn't know his father!

"WHAT?!" I blurted.

"Shooosh!!!!" Kensey smacked my arm.

"You can't be serious!" I said, severly confused.

"Yes! We have the same dad!"

"So Eldon was Embry's dad?"

"Nooo, that's the part that would destory the Quileute tribe." Kensey shrugged.

"Wait...Eldon's your father, so how is he not Embry's if you have the same father?"

I thought for a moment making sure I had the story straight so far. Kensey ran her hand through her hair, thinking.

"I can't...I can't tell you anymore." She said, getting up and stumbling towards the bathroom.

"Kensey!" I grabbed her and turned her to face me. "Eldon's your father..."

She shook her head, tears in her eyes.

"What?" I was beyond confused.

She buried her face in my chest and this was the point where it became to much, just as I said, and she broke down. She cried. I lifted her up and caried her back to the bed. She then turned and cried into my pillow. After a few moments she looked back up at me and sniffled.

"You don't have to finish..." I shook my head.

"Harry..." She said, softly.

"What? Harry?" I asked.

"He's Embry's father..."

"Oh...but Eldon?"

Kensey shook her head again. Then things clicked. Harry was her father...and Embry's. Seth and Leah were their half siblings...

"Did...did Harry know?"

"About Embry...my mom told him I was my dad's...it saved everyone of the pain. My mom had an affair while my dad was away at work. It was once and she regretted it...she told my dad and he forgave her. Embry and I found out last year. My dad told me after I found my mom's diary when she was pregnant with me. Embry knew before...he just kept it to himself."

"Oh..."

It all made sense now...why Kensey and Embry were so close now...I sat letting this sink in.

"But don't say anything." Kens pleaded.

"Yeah...never." I nodded.