AN: This is set further in the future. Last one I have written of this pairing, look for more to come!
Title: Shaky Start
Genre: Slight drama with Fluffy bromance ;)
Rating: K?
Pairing: Bella/Jacob (story is Paul/Jacob)
Words: 500 even (again!)
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
Prompt: Black and white photo of a (shirtless) man holding a baby on his shoulder, along with this quote: "You have no clue what you're doing, do you?"
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Shaky Start
Bella was sleeping when Paul got off patrol and slipped in the room to finally meet the alpha's new pup. He was uncharacteristically solemn when he spotted Jake standing by the window with a small bundle perched on his large shoulder.
Paul knew the wolf was aware of his presence, but Jake never stopped his slow side-to-side motion and quiet Quileute lullaby. The pack's most aggressive wolf calmed a bit at the song, proving the value of the timeless tune.
A tiny face was nuzzling Jake's broad shoulder, finding purchase near his neck where the babe's mother normally sought comfort. One chubby arm had worked its way lose from its binding, his father's heat more than enough to keep the newborn warm.
The night outside the window was dark, but both wolves' eyes could easily make out the surrounding forest. Their land was safe—well-protected—though the pack was still vigilant in their patrols. There hadn't been a fresh scent since the redhead was killed five years earlier.
Paul wondered again about the Cullens. He and Sam had speculated whether they were keeping tabs on Bella, and if they knew when she and Jake were married. He wondered now if they would somehow learn that the girl they once lured into their coven was now a proud new mother to a healthy baby boy.
As for Paul, he was proud of the girl he considered one of his closest friends. He'd helped her learn to cope with her depression after an unsuccessful suicide attempt, and he would continue to watch her while she adjusted to her new role and the new little man in her life. He'd been reading up on post-partum depression, and he knew the signs to watch for and Jacob now did as well.
Jake finally turned and Paul saw the slightly panicked look in his eyes. One large hand covered the blanket-wrapped infant, and only the sharp eyes of a wolf could discern the faint trembling in his fingers.
"Hey, Chief. How's it goin'?" Paul asked quietly as he stepped cautiously around Bella's bed, instinctively knowing not to risk interaction with Jake's exhausted mate.
Jacob stared at the man who he had gradually come to respect, and shook his head. "He… uh, he was awake. You know, after Bella finished feeding him." Jake leaned his head to the side, rubbing his cheek along the downy hair of his son.
Paul waited for him to continue, feeling slightly amused at his alpha's disheveled appearance. A deeper lupine part of him wanted to take the small bundle in his hands and drink in the fresh scent of their newest pack member. There would be time for that later though.
Jake's eyes were glazed a bit as he began to sway when the small baby stirred restlessly. "I tried to remember what Sue said—to get him to sleep, you know? So I sang to him."
Paul chuckled quietly, indulgently. "You have no clue what you're doing, do you?"