Title: I Can Feel Your Feelings Through This White Paper.

Author: alt-3-etf

Beta: EVS

Pairing: Jasper and Jacob

Summary: AU. The Blacks move back to Forks after Billy's accident. Jacob's principle offers Jacob a shrink, only to have it to be the vampire who not only despises the young wolf, but wants to rip his throat out and drink him dray. It's not too good when Jacob imprints on him.

Disclaimer: I don't own any Twilight characters. OC's where needed, no one major. Some minor changes too – they have fangs that come out when they get aroused, smell blood etc. They also sleep eventually just every...two weeks or so, not every night.

Warnings: Cursing, Male on male [eventually], mythological creatures. RACIST COMMENTS I DO NOT MEAN TO OFFEND!

Author's Note: Thank you everyone who reviewed, read and added me/this fic to their favourites. It honestly makes me smile :)

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Jacob

I honestly have no idea how I got here.

I don't know how my life went from the average teenage life with a mom, dad and a sister to a life of scrounging with a tent, no food or water. Maybe it was because I wasn't worth anything. Obviously I wasn't worth my mom's or sister's life. Obviously my dad didn't think I was worth living with his name on my birth certificate.

I wasn't worth anything.

I wasn't even worth Dr Hale; he made that extremely clear when he did nothing to help me. So did his brother, Edward. He didn't seem to like me very much. Apparently I was a dog but they were wrong, I wasn't even that.

Alice however...Alice didn't treat me like shit. She made me feel like maybe in some fucked up way I was worth something...but obviously not as I haven't heard from her since that day in the canteen.

I don't know what I am. I'm human I guess or...I thought I was human before this happened. Before my body decided I wasn't worth the human image and changed me into some kind of dog/wolf thing.

Perhaps I was looking into it too deeply. Maybe I'm dreaming. Yeah that sounds eligible.

Or perhaps, in my genes which go back over a thousand years, I have werewolf genes in me. Or perhaps I was a shifter whose genes chose the form of a wolf, ya know like in my Ancient Mythology class...but then again, why would I have something such extraordinary in my genes? I was just some worthless piece of shit that had been placed on this planet by mistake. That was it.

I was a mistake.

My mother didn't really want me; otherwise she wouldn't have left me alone. Rachel didn't want me...she left me too and I sure as hell I wasn't wanted by Billy.

I was a murderer. I'd heard it enough times to believe it. To realise it.

If I hadn't let him...touch me. Maybe they'd still be alive and it would just be me hurting instead of Billy too...he may have disowned me and claimed I wasn't his son but...I still loved him. He was my father whether he liked it or not.

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To be frank, I wasn't in the greatest of moods when I woke. I didn't know how long I had been passed out, in fact I still don't know, they haven't told me.

I didn't want to move my aching arms but you know, the funny thing is when I looked at my arms they were legs.

Brick stained furry legs.

And if that wasn't enough, I looked down to where my hands were supposed to be and I found enormous paws, paws that should belong to a fucking bear. Not a pathetic human.

I tried to scream in horror but it kinda turned into a pathetic whimper.

As if they had supersonic hearing, someone crashed the door open and ran to my side. It was then I realised my body laid on a bed not on the floor like I thought...

I looked up at this stranger and found none other than Dr Hale. I felt my lips peel back allowing a growl slip through my teeth. He was accustom by my animal instinct because obviously I'd never done this before. Heck I'd never been this before. His understand smile reached his eyes. He seemed to understand what I went through and hell, what I was still going through.

My headache had gone but my body was still sore. In fact sore wasn't the word for it. I was in agony. I was weak and I allowed him to see it.

"Jake..." his voice fluttered through my body. It was weird.

My heart began pounding in my chest, my tail was wagging lively and oddly, I recognised him.

No, not because I'd met him before because that would make me sound even more of an idiot but no, something inside me recognised him like I knew him, like I knew his secrets, his thoughts, his emotions. I craved his fingers to brush behind what I could imagine, wolf ears. I suddenly wanted to be human again, because the erection growing in my groin was become incredibly difficult to control.

I didn't understand. Why did I feel like this? How did I recognise him? And why the fuck was I this dog?!

I whined.

"Jake, you need to change back," he whispered gently. His hand brushed behind my ears softly.

I felt my eyebrows, or what was supposed to be eyebrows, fuse together. I didn't know I could turn back into a human but I was suffering one little problem, I didn't know how to change back into a human.

"I know you're confused but you need to Jake. If you don't you won't ever be able to. Just...concentrate. Think about being human again, having two legs and two arms, having hair on your head and only on your head. I know its hard Jake but please...for me."

I closed my eyes tightly. Somehow, his words spoke to me in a sense. I don't think I've ever understood anything more than what he said.

I began to unravel my mind. I thought about being human again. I thought about having all the little perks of being human, a cell phone, a car, and a pet even a house to live in.

Suddenly the bright white burning shot through me again but it was gone as soon as it came.

Dr Hale smiled at me. A gentle, loving smile which gave my stomach butterflies.

I looked down my very naked body. It was different, bigger, muscular. And I was indeed, human again, the massive 'fuck off' boner was proof. I quickly dragged my knees upward, a sad attempt to hide it but the Doctor just placed his hand on my thigh and shook his head.

His touch flashed through me like a jolt of electricity. It made my erection ten times harder and my need ten times greedier.

"W-who a-are you-u?" My voice came out dry and croaky.

He hushed me and smiled, "I'm Jasper you already know who I am."

I moved my arms, lifted my body and sat up slowly. My body did still ache, I didn't want to rip any muscles out of place and make the pain even worse.

"Jasper..." His name sent shivers down my spine. The letters seemed to just roll from my lips like a cliché romance movie.

"Jacob, there is much I need to tell you." He entwined my fingers in his and kissed my knuckles, one by one.

"Why...why are you speaking like we're in the 18th century?" My eyes were plastered on his lips. Each kiss was like a needle jabbing my skin, making the lust I felt towards him rise uncontrollably.

He laughed softly; his voice was like music to my ears, wonderful, beautiful music.

"I apologise, I thought if I spoke like a proper gentlemen then you were less likely to freak out when you woke up."

He held my hand tighter, "Jake, I need to explain to you why you changed..."

I shook my head, "I understand. Obviously somewhere...far, far back in my family tree, one of my relatives was a werewolf or a shape shifter...I don't think my da- Billy, was because he never changed...from what I know..." I looked down at my knees, feeling the tears spike my eyes.

My knight in shining armour leaned forward and kissed my temple and no matter how innocent and loving that act may have been I suddenly wanted to shove him on the floor and fuck him senseless.

He nodded and began stroking my palm.

"I'm sorry about your father Jake, you don't deserve the way he treated you but I promise you, I would never, ever treat you like that."

I raised my eyebrows, "what do you mean?"

He sighed and let go of my hand. My stomach dropped from the loss of contract.

"Jake...you're my life mate. My soul mate, whatever you want to call it. We're two halves of the same whole. We share the same soul."

I stared at him for a moment. He had to be shitting me. Soul mate? Me? The only mate I was good for was one of those that take all the beatings from a rich man because he's too terrified to hit his wife 'cause she's sleeping the Don of the local Mafia.

"W-what term...would people like me use?" I asked quietly.

"Imprinting," he said.

As if someone had switch onto a light switch memories flushed back into my mind. Memories that never happened to me...in this life time.

"We've met before?"

"Yes Jake, we have."

"We've been together before?"

"We have."

"You...were my husband?"

At this, he smiled, "Yes Jake we were married more than once."

My hands began to tremble. How could we have married? I mean single sex couples can't even marry now but if it was a previous life time, homosexuals weren't even allowed to out in the open so how on earth could we have been married if-

"I was a fucking woman?!"

He chuckled, "Yes Jake, we've both been our fair share of sexes."

"But...how did you know? I mean, I'm a werewolf or a shape shifter or...whatever but you're just a human...aren't you?"

His body stiffen, "No Jake, I'm not just a human."

Shit, I'd offended him, "No I didn't mean it in an offensive way I meant it as...you're a human, how do you know these things?"

His hands gripped my bare shoulders and it was then I realised his hands were ice cold again my skin. I could feel the steam coming from us, my body was on fire. I'd just come inside from a snowy day and my shoulders were burning as I sat near the fire.

I lifted my gaze from his arms to his amber eyes. They were burning through me. His gaze was penetrating my soul, I knew it was. So intense and sincere, he obviously thought I should know what he was...

He opened his mouth slightly, allowing me to see his magnificent, pearly white teeth. I smiled, "You have nice teeth."

As he grunted, I frowned.

"Jacob, this is what I am," he hissed. He suddenly bent down to my shoulder and bit down.

I cried out shamelessly, automatically threading my fingers in his hair. I felt his mouth begin to suck and I suddenly didn't give a shit about the noise I made.

I continued to moan and groan as he took my blood, drop by drop. Whatever he was doing was fucking erotic. His hands travelled down my chest, lower and lower until they reached my hips. He gripped them hard burrowing his nails under my flesh.

My hips bucked under him but he wouldn't move. With his lips still attached to my shoulder and his throat still guzzling my blood, he began to straddle me making this whole ordeal a lot more comfortable.

A growl escaped from deep within his throat as he began to rock his hips gently against my skin. I cried out again, only this time tears splashed from my eyes.

"Jasper..." I whimpered.

He pulled back immediately and scrambled off my body only he did it with grace and elegance, if I had done it I would have landed on my ass, no two ways about it.

"I'm...I'm so sorry Jacob I didn't mean to! I'm sorry!" His body started shaking and the tears started leaking.

I got up slowly, again muscles not in too good a shape and stood next to him.

"Jasper I'm fine."

He shook his head, refusing to meet my eyes.

I gently gripped his chin, forcing him to face me and my gaze. I smiled gently at him.

I don't know what it was, normally I wouldn't do this...not even with a girl but something about Jasper...Jasper...I don't know! He just made me feel...love? Compassion? I don't know. He just made me feel for once in my life.

"Jasper, I'm fine. I enjoyed it. In fact, I'm surprised you couldn't tell by the noises I was making," I laughed.

He sighed lightly and embraced me tightly, "I didn't mean to take so much but you're so...intoxicating."

I smiled while rubbing his back. I was trying to tell myself I wasn't turned on with his face in my neck and his breath hitting my skin but it wasn't really working.

"I'm sorry I was so rude to you in class and horrible at the clinic..." he sobbed.

I shook my head, "don't worry Jasper, you're forgiven."

He pulled back gently and smiled. Slowly he leaned into my face, looking into my eyes before placing a lonesome kiss on my lips. I didn't want it to be gentle. Not after that episode.

Again I threaded my fingers in his hair and pulled him close, giving me access to kiss him how I wanted.

And I did.

My lips met his and waves of pleasure erupted inside me. Every time his tongue grazed mine I could do nothing but moan.

We separated.

"Jake, I love you."

I froze. He loved me? What was I supposed to say? I didn't know him. I didn't know me. He was, I think, a vampire and I was a wolf...thing. Weren't we supposed to be enemies? Maybe?

"Uh...Jasper I-"

I was crudely interrupted by the door being opened with none other than Alice running in.

"Jasper, we need to move."

He moved in front of my naked form, blocking my brick coloured skin from site.

"Why? What's happened?"

She looked from me to Jasper.

"It's the war Jasper, it's started."

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A/N: Bonjour :) I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I'm sorry I haven't updated much in the past two weeks [course work is a BITCH] And turns out I may not be able to update for a while. I got back to school on Monday and in two weeks I have my audition for Britain's Got Talent, so I kinda need to practice. Anyway, I hope you're all well and tell me what you think!

Alt3etf