Broken Moon

Disclaimer: I own this plot and nothing else.

AN: I got bored of Moon's and Embry's POV. I decided to put Seth POV and I used some of the dialect from And Then Came You, when Seth was holding Seth Jacob's little body, the night that the twins were born. I cried for a second there, but then remembered that this is just a story. I hope that it brings a tear to your eye. If it doesn't then you are just heartless. Just kidding. Enjoy!

Seth Jacob

Seth's POV

"Seth Jacob?" I asked myself. Did I hear that correctly? Nah! I did not! I did not and I swear that these werewolf ears are getting old.

"Daddy! Em! Papito!" Mallory Moon shouted excitedly. "It's Seth Jacob!"

I didn't want to stare at her. I was looking at the tall, young man that held her hands. It couldn't be. I knew for sure that it was not him. But why did I have this nagging feeling at the pit of my stomach?

"Why do you fucking lie to my daughter like that?" I asked angrily. I was pissed and I hated how easily Mallory could be manipulated like that.

How can he be so audacious and imply that he was my dead son? My beautiful son that I held in my fucking hands eighteen years ago? No, it was not him!

"Dad," Moon said furiously. "Please, don't talk to him like that!" she said protectively.

My gullible daughter. What did that idiot do to make her believe that he was her twin brother?

The boy just stared at me and smiled. His hand never left Mallory Moon. I could feel Embry's anger. This kid was playing us for a fool, but he was wrong. Mallory had plenty of people that loved her and wanted to protect her.

"I would never lie." he said softly, as he took a step forward.

Embry growled at him and in three strides stood in front of him. Embry was slightly taller than him and stronger. He stood in a fighting stance, ready to fight for Moon. He didn't want anyone to hurt her. She was the light of his eyes and the ray of hope, his heart had desired. He loved her too much to let anyone harm her precious heart. I would too! I lost many years of my life, not being able to see the gem that my daughter was. I had been given a second chance to love and accept my daughter for what she really was; precious.

"Get away from her." he barked, yanking Moon's hand from the stranger. She protested, but Embry pulled her to where we stood.

"Why should I believe you?" I growled.

"Because I can prove it to you." he said, his eyes darting from Moon to the entrance of the kitchen. I looked around and found Sarah Rosalice standing beside her mother, Nessie. Her blue eyes fixed on this kid that was pretending to be my son.

"What's going on here?" she asked curiously. Her eyes averting from us to the young man that stood before me.

Nahuel walked between us to reach his friend and stood beside him. "I told you that they would not believe you." Nahuel whispered to the young man.

"Nahuel," Nessie said suspiciously. "What is going on?"

Nahuel hesitated, but spoke. "He's Seth and Sarah's son. His given name was Seth Jacob." he paused, staring at us, his expression serious. "But when Zafrina brought him to my aunt I, we named him Matteo Alejandro." he said, his eyes fixed on Moon. "We didn't know…"

"That's impossible." Nessie interjected. "Seth Jacob died and we buried him!" She was crying. It was a sad memory, but these two mother fuckers were making us relive it again.

"You said… you said Zafrina, right?" Ali asked, taking a step closer to where Nahuel and Matteo stood.

"Yes, Zafrina." Nahuel said, nodding his head slowly.

"Zafrina came to visit us after the funeral. She…" Nessie said.

A sob escape from Ali's lips and I quickly trudged to where she stood and held her in my arms. She didn't need this shit. What a fucking bastard! How could he bring our innocent child in to this? He was already dead! Probably rotten by the years that he had spent in a fucking grave!

"How could you be so cold, Nahuel?" Nessie cried, moving closer to where he stood. Nahuel stood stoically, without saying a word. He just stared expressionlessly at us. "You should fucking die for deceiving us!" she screamed, raising her hand to slap him in the face, but in a blur, Matteo stood in front of Nahuel. Nessie's hand landed against the kid's face. It made a loud sound that reverberated in the entire room. Matteo didn't flinch, but stare at her with the saddest expression in his eyes.

"He is not lying." Matteo said sadly. "I am not a stranger. I can show you; I know that it's unbelievable, but it's all true! I am Seth Jacob." he said with determination, his sad blue eyes fixed on Sarah.

I didn't notice his blue eyes, until he gave Moon and Ali a despondent glance. Those eyes were the same shade of blue as Sarah Rosalice, my beautiful Ali. I didn't pay too much attention to them, because that was probably a pure coincidence. There were many Native American with blue eyes! Not a lot, but there were many. I stared in to his face and found many features that reminded me of my wife.

Matteo closed his eyes and Sarah gasped, removing her arms from around me. Damn it! What was happening? She took a step closer to him and cried.

"Jacobina," Jacob said worriedly. "Stay away from him. He is delusional and might hurt you!"

"But how?" she whispered, reaching her hand softly, as she nervously touched his temple. "How? We buried you the next morning and we never looked back."

I stared at her, as she closed her eyes and nodded fervently. "I can't believe this! Seth Jacob!" she cried, holding Matteo's face in her hands. "You… are," she sobbed, her shoulders quivering as she inhaled and exhaled. "My baby!"

Jacob stood beside me, holding Nessie next to him. His expression was unyielding. How could she believe that… that the person that stood in front of me was my son?

I remembered the coldness of that day, when I held him against me. It was the hardest day of my entire life. I felt numb and dead when I held his motionless little body against my chest. Seth Jacob was born dead. I saw him and I held him tightly, because I wanted to remember the perfectness of his little body and russet skin. I remembered my tears that fell on his tiny, flawless face, as I cried for what could have been. I felt the emptiness fill every corner of my soul. Everything slowly dissipated; vanishing like smoke before my eyes.

It had been a little boy, with the russet skin like mine and dark hair that resembled the night he was born. He was beautiful… my sleeping angel, my child was only that, a faint memory of happier days. I still recalled the crying. I sobbed when I pulled my lifeless child's body against my chest.

I didn't care about the bloodstains that tarnished my clothes. I did not care at all… I only wanted to hold him tightly. I didn't care about anything. I couldn't turn around to face the sadness in Ali's face, when she saw her dead son. There was no way that I could survive if I saw the pain reflected in her blue eyes. But I had to turn. I needed to see her. I needed to see that she was alive! I wasn't prepared to see the anguish that hid behind her eyes.

"Seth, don't recall those days, baby." Sarah begged, as she listened to my thoughts. She walked to where I stood, towing Matteo with her, as she took my hand in hers. I watched as silent tears fell down her face and she smiled happily at me. How could you believe him, Ali?

"He is not lying, love." she whispered.

"He is lying, baby girl." I muttered, hugging her tightly. I saw Moon walking past us and stood in front of him. "Moon, baby, get back here next to your Papito." I said.

"He is not lying, Seth." Ali said, as Moon brushed a few tears away from her perfect face.

"Show him, Matteo." Moon said, turning her head to face me. "Let him show you, so you can believe us. Just hear his thoughts..." she said with determination.

"Baby," Embry said in a pleading voice, taking a few steps closer to Moon. "How can you believe him? He is using you."

"I just can, sweetie." she said to him, smiling sadly. "I found half of my heart, Embry. I won't lose him again." she said, sobbing. " I won't! Not again! I have you, my family and Seth Jacob. I am finally completed."

Ali took my hand and pulled me to her. "You will understand, Seth. Let him touch you. Let our son touch you!"

I nodded and reluctantly let him touch my hand. His hand was a little warm to the touch and I swear that I heard his heart beat swiftly and then it stopped.

He smiled at me and then I started hearing what Ali had heard. It was the night when she had the twins. It had been dark in that room. I remembered when Carlisle gave me my son's dead body. I held it tightly and I didn't want to give him to her.

"Seth! Seth, come back with my baby! I need to see him, please!" Ali screamed as she begged me to give her our dead son.

"I can't, baby! I just can't, baby girl!"I barked at her in frustration at seeing my hopes and dream die with my son.

"How did you do that?" I asked, jerking my hand away from him. "Did you steal our memories and use them against us?

"I am not stealing anyone's memories." he paused. "They are my own memories. They are what I recall hearing that night seventeen years ago. I was alive! Not in a human way! But I was alive!" he shouted angrily at me.

"You fucking liar! Liar!" I shouted, grabbing him by the collar of his white shirt.

"I would never lie! I would never lie to you, I swear. I would never lie to my father." he said, his eyes narrowing. "I wasn't raised to lie and deceive people. Nahuel raised me to be honest."

I let go of him, when Ali, gave me a threatening stare. Damn it! She was as gullible as Moon!

We stared at Nahuel and he nodded. "I did raise him as if he was my child. I instilled in him the values and moral that my aunt taught me. I raised him to be a kind, courteous and a righteous man."

"Whatever!" Jacob shouted in his alpha voice. "You come to our house and fucking lie to us!"

"They are not lying." Diego's voice boomed from the hall, as he entered the room. "Matteo and Nahuel are saying the truth."

"Great! Another mind reader?" Jacob said annoyed. Moon and Diego nodded simultaneously. "Diego, this is none of your concern."

"You hear it too, right, Diego?" Ali asked, smiling lovingly at our youngest child. Diego nodded and walked passed us and stood in front of Matteo. "Since when?"

"We'll tell you later, Mom." Moon said softly.

"You got my Mom's eyes and you look just like my Grumps." he laughed, running his hand through Matteo's hair and tousling it. "Do you turn in to a large wolf, too?"

Matteo stared at him quizzically and then nodded. "Yes. How did you know?" he asked confused.

"Before I answer," Diego stared at us and then shook his head. "Did you grow up really fast? I am chronologically seven years old, but physically I look twenty. Much older than my pretty Moon."

"Yes, why?" Matteo asked concerned. "I was really short for the first five years of my life and I stopped aging and growing at the age of nine. Before my ninth birthday, I grew about seventeen inches and I have looked the same for the eight years." he explained.

"OK, cool!" Diego said, sounding mature beyond his ten years. "Moon stopped aging and growing when she was nine too. What a coincidence! Can you smell a vampire? Hear things that a normal human can't hear? See pretty darn well at night?"

"Um," Matteo said, smiling at Diego. "Yeah, I can smell a vampire a few miles away, but then again, I was raised by vampires. I run fast and I can see, smell and hear better than normal humans." Matteo shrugged.

"It's true." Moon sighed. "All of Mom's children grew exceedingly fast. She was four or five when she stopped growing."

"But you do transform in to a large wolf, right?" Diego asked excitedly.

"Yes, but that has nothing…" Matteo said, but Diego interrupted him.

"Wow, I am so excited that my older brother is a werewolf!" Diego said, punching Matteo's arm.

"Shut up! He is not our brother!" Alexis and Allegra shouted, as they moved past us. They stopped by Ali and stared at her worriedly. "We heard everything! Are you alright Mom?" they said in unison, and then turned to Matteo.

"I have more sisters?" Matteo asked happily, his smile growing wide, displaying perfectly straight teeth. "I… I always felt alone. How many brothers and sisters do I have?"

"None!" Jacob said angrily. "You are not family!"

"Daddy! Don't talk to Seth Jacob like that!" Moon bellow. I heard Embry sigh and walk to where she stood. Moon stared at Matteo and smiled at him. "I used to feel alone, too, Matteo." Moon replied. "I was so alone and lived in the shadows of a brother that I thought was dead."

I heard the pain and suffering in her voice. I should've seen the pain I was causing my daughter, when I preferred my other children before her.

"You have four sisters and little Diego, he's more like my little angel, but…" she laughed.

"Wow, I have sisters, Nahuel." Matteo said happily and turned to Nahuel. Nahuel nodded but remained quiet. "Moon, I am so… I am so sorry that you suffered because of me." Matteo said, taking Moon's hand in his. Embry growled and pulled Mallory away from Matteo.

"We should go to the living room." Embry suggested, still holding Moon's arm firmly.

We moved from the crowded kitchen to the ample living room. Everyone gathered around Nahuel and Matteo. Embry and Jacob were ready to pounce and kill those two. I still couldn't believe that he knew what I had said that night.

"How did Zafrina find you?" Nessie asked, as soon as we had all gathered in the living room. She looked angry. Her perfect face was twisted in a mixture of feelings.

"I thought that Carlisle kept the body to study the cause of its death." Embry said dryly, staring daggers at Matteo.

"He did." I said, my eyes fixed on Matteo.

"I thought he was buried, after, um, after we thought he died." Ali said sadly. "Why didn't I know and you did, Seth?"

I just knew. "I kept in contact with your family, when I left after the birth of Moon and SJ. Carlisle told me." I said gloomily. Oh, how it hurt to remember those months when I was away from them.

"Carlisle couldn't do it." Nessie said, sobbing. "He couldn't deal with SJ's death. He buried him under the peach tree that grew in the backyard of Rosalie's and Emmett's mansion."

"Is that why they stayed behind? That is why they stayed behind, when… Moon and I moved with Uncle Jasper and Aunt Alice to Rhode Island?" Ali asked, running a caring hand through Matteo's face. "But I smelled my child."

Jacob nodded and sighed. "Yes, Jacobina, we placed the bloody blankets in the small coffin and made you believe that your child was buried. We didn't want you to suffer anymore..." Jacob said miserably.

"I have to make a phone call." Allegra said, as tears fell down her face. Alexis towed behind her and stopped in front of Moon. They smiled sweetly at their older sister and hugged her. "We'll be right back, Moon."

Moon nodded and waved goodbye to them.

"Um," Ali sighed. "But, when does Zafrina comes in to the picture?"

We all stared at Nahuel and Matteo. They had the answers to all of our uncertainties and they were the only ones that could unravel the mystery of who Matteo Alejandro truly was.

"Oh, for fuck's sake! If you knew that he was my child… Then why did it take you so long to return him to us, asshole?" I yelled, as I stared at Nahuel's calmed expression.

"We didn't know." Nahuel said nonchalantly. "Zafrina only gave us a bit of information, about where she found him." Nahuel answered.

"Fuck you!" Jacob shouted. "You are fucking with the wrong family! I swear that I will skin you alive and make you beg that your aunt would've killed you when you were born, if you don't fucking give us more information, asshole!"

"I am aware that this is hard to understand and believe." he paused and stared at Jacob. "But we are being honest. We didn't mean to cause any trouble."

"You think!" Nessie shouted angrily. "You knew that my grandchild was alive and hid him from us? How could you be so cruel?!" she hissed, raising from her seat and slapping Nahuel on the face.

"I am sorry, Nessie, but that is not how it happened." he said wearily. "Matteo, would you like to tell your parents how we came to know that you were their son."

Matteo nodded and sighed, as he stood up from his seat. I released my hold from Ali's hand. We were nervous. I knew that this was going to change our lives. I straightened my back against the seat and waited for Matteo to speak.

"I have always had the same recurring nightmare, since I could remember." he began. "I would hear strange voices yelling and screaming in my dreams. It always ended with the same soft voice that spoke to me. It gave me strength and made me feel safe."

He smiled shyly at me and then turned to Moon. "In those dreams, I would hear the tender voice speaking to me. It was the sweetest, most mellifluous voice that I have ever heard. It kept saying 'Think of my Seth's smile. I love you, mommy!" he said sadly.

Nessie and Ali sighed. "Moon used to say that when she was still in my womb." Ali said gently.

Moon ran to him and touched his face softly and laughed heartedly. She was communicating with him through her special ability. "Was that the voice that you heard, Matteo?" she asked softly. Matteo nodded and looked down at his feet.

"What did the other voices say?" Embry asked angrily.

"They spoke about a dead child. I remembered a voice that sounded just like yours." he said, smiling wearily at me, as he pointed at me.

"What did it say?" Embry asked sternly, standing up from the arm rest of the couch Moon had been sitting.

Moon and Matteo stared at each other and smiled tenderly. They had the same smile, the same dimples decorated their faces. Their skin contrasted each other. Moon was too pale in comparison to Matteo's tanned russet skin. But I couldn't deny myself that there was a connection between them. Moon and Matteo didn't look like individuals when they stood beside each other; they acted and carried themselves like a single entity. Their movements were fluid and elegant. They were one! But…

"Daddy," Moon whispered, her eyes still on Matteo. "You cried for him." she mumbled, caressing Matteo's face.

"Mom, do you hear his thoughts?" Moon asked, her eyebrows furrow attentively, as she waited for her mother's answer.

Ali nodded and cried more. "I do! Oh goodness, how could this be?"

"Daddy, you said: 'Oh god! Why? Why did you take him and not me? I've lived a lifetime! My son had only begun his journey! My angel. My beautiful son! I loved you so much. I'm sorry that we didn't get to meet properly.' But now you can meet your son." Moon sobbed, tears falling down her face.

I went rigid, as I heard Moon's voice repeating the words that I had said in the solitude of my suffering, when I mourned the death of my sweet son.

"I love you, my son." I whispered. "That's what I said to my son that night." I mumbled, staring at Ali's face. "After a while…" I trailed off. "Jacob came to get me. What did I say to him?" I asked angrily to Matteo.

He was a liar! I knew that he was not my son. I bet that he was not going to be able to answer my question.

Matteo swallowed and looked down at his hands that were linked together with Moon's. "After that a male's voice called your name; Seth." he said, his eyes averting to Jacob. "The voice was deep, just like that man that stands beside Nessie." he said, pointing with his eyes at Jacob.

"What did he fucking say to me and what did we say to each other during the rest of the conversation?" I yelled.

"He called your name several times." Matteo said, closing his eyes. "You didn't answer," he paused, opening his blue eyes softly and smiling widely at Moon. "I remember some things. You held me tight. Your hands were warm and I was getting cold. Jacob came and said something about Jacobina needing to say goodbye to her son, too. You wouldn't give me up. You mumbled: 'I can't! I can't let him go. I tried to give him to her, but I froze. I just can't!'"

Damn! I did say that! But how did he know?

"It was probably Zafrina that put those images in your mind. She is good at creating illusions that seem real." Nessie said dejectedly.

"Zafrina would never do that!" Matteo shouted defensively. "She wasn't there. I would have heard her thoughts. I still recall the voices and the screaming of that night. I can remember everything of that night." Matteo said desperately.

He turned his face to me and started to shake. "I remembered the tears that you cried and fell on my skin. I remember being placed in different callous hands and carried back to soft and gentle hands that held me tight and wouldn't let me go."

Matteo stared at Nessie and then at Ali. He took Ali's hand in his and placed it against his face. "This is the gentle and loving touch that I remembered against my skin. I heard your despondent cries, because you I couldn't open my eyes. I couldn't move or cry, but I felt the abandonment when I was buried. At night, I thought that I was going crazy. I thought those dreams were only that, dreams."

Moon was sobbing as she heard Matteo's words. "I didn't know, Matteo." Ali wept.

"I don't blame you. I always thought that I was different." Matteo laughed sadly. "I thought that Nahuel was my brother and his sisters were mine. But then I began to change. I didn't drink blood that often and one night I turned in to a giant sandy colored wolf."

Everyone turned to look at me. OK, too many coincidences. "And what else?" I asked annoyed.

Nahuel cleared his throat and spoke. "Zafrina told us that she found the child buried under a peach tree. I asked her why was he buried. She only answered that he was alive and deserved a second chance. My sister Marcela, fell in love with the baby. She is the only of my sisters that doesn't drink blood, so I entrusted her help to raise the little boy. We raised him and were a little surprised when certain tendencies that I had noticed from the werewolves of La Push, were being manifested in Matteo. Two weeks ago, we saw the Cullens in Brazil. They were heading to Esme Island for vacation. We stayed a night in their villa and as you must be aware, half-human/half-vampires also need to sleep and rest." Nahuel said, smiling smugly.

"Just get on with it, mother fucker!" Jacob shouted.

"Apologies," he paused. "That night Matteo had his usual nightmares. Edward heard his thoughts and recognized the voices. He asked us where did we find Matteo and we went through the same thing that we are doing now. Except that that time, we searched for Zafrina and she told us what happened."

"What happened?" Moon asked desperately. "What happened, please, tell us!"

"Two days after the boy was born, Carlisle buried him under the peach tree behind Rosalie's and Emmett's backyard. Zafrina and Kachiri had gone to visit Ali to congratulate her on the birth of her child, but they arrived too late. After the child was buried, Esme, Edward, Carlisle, Jasper, Bella and Alice left. Rosalice and Emmett went hunting, when Kachiri heard a heartbeat. Kachiri followed it and it led him to Carlisle's improvised tomb. He unburied it and found a little boy, with bright blue eyes and a full set of white pearly teeth, staring at him. He gave him to Zafrina. Zafrina thought that the Cullens had tried to kill the child… but it was all a misunderstanding. She brought him with her, when she came to visit us. He was a blessing in my life, as well as the lives of my sisters. But when Edward told us what had really happened the night of… well, you can imagine, Matteo wanted to meet his biological family." Nahuel said, nodding his head at Matteo.

"It's all true!" Alexis said, as she entered the living room with a cell phone in her hands. "Moon it's for you." she cried, as she smiled at Moon.

Moon reluctantly left Matteo's side and took the phone from Alexis' hand. "Hello?" she said softly.

"Happy Birthday, Moon." said the chirpy voice of Alice. "I hope that you like the birthday present we sent your way. Now you can have all your brothers and sisters with you! You won't feel lonely ever again, beautiful!"