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J's POV, What he was thinking as he ran,pretty much just a lengthy, but important, flash back.

Okay, you have no idea how hard it is to stare your dad in the eye knowing you were the reason he had died. I ran out, tears in my eyes. Only Mel would be able to follow me. I remembered everything clear as a bell. All half vampires have photogenic memory.

****Flash Back****

"No, Jesse, you're not coming. It's too dangerous."

"But dad! I'm 14 -"

"Exactly, 14 is too young to be going on a werewolf hunt, Jesse." His eyes flashed red, so, I knew he wasn't kidding around.

"Jesse," My mom called, "Can you help me for a second?"

"Go." Dad pointed towards where mom was. "Now, Jesse."

"But -"

"No buts Jesse, you're not coming thats final."

"Jesse, listen to your father." Mom was standing in the door. "If he says it's too dangerous then its too dangerous. Now, come help me with putting up your baby brothers crib."

"Can I help?" Mel asked.

"Can you put together the changing table?" Mel nodded. "Okay then." Mom looked worn out. All of his pregnancies were hard on him. He had lost two other babies since I was born. It was hard on both of my parents, so this time they weren't taking any chances. "Be careful, Sammy."

"Always am." Dad walked over and gave mom a hug. "Go lay down, Cole." Mom sighed but did what dad said.

"Why can't I come? I'm perfectly capable!" Or so I thought I was. Dad stopped in the doorway.

"No, Jesse, you're not capable yet of taking on a werewolf. Drop it. You ARE staying here, and helping your mother put up that crib."

"You hunted a werewolf when you where 13!"

"I was part of a three man team, I had also been only holding the extra silver, Jesse, I wasn't part of the fighting."

"Still!"

"No, Jesse." He turned to look at me. "It's too dangerous." he walked over and put his hands on my shoulders. "I don't want you to get hurt. Which -"

"Has a small chance of happening."

"Which has a BIG chance of happening, Jesse! You. Are. Staying. Here. And help your mother set up your baby brothers room."

"But dad!"

"Jesse, no. Not right now." He left.

"J, come help us." Melonie said. I took off, tears streaming down my face. All I could think was "Why doesn't dad trust me?" now I know what he was doing. Trying to keep me safe. Thats how he died too, trying to protect me from that werewolf.

****Later that same night****

"Jesse! Run!" Okay, yeah, 14-year-old boys, not the greatest listeners. I heard an unearthly metallic ripping noise, horror filled me.

"Dad!" I ran back to where I last saw him. There was blood everywhere, dad was, too. The werewolf really did a number on him. The werewolf howled at the moon somewhere to my left, approximately 50 miles. I figured I owed it to dad to hunt that SOB and bring it home to mom. I took off after it. Needless to say, I got it, but I spilled about 50% of it's blood, but most of it made it's way back to mom. I walked home slowly, trying to figure out how to tell mom and Mel that dad was gone.

****End of flash back****

I had been sitting here about ten or fifteen minutes, Johnny and Kev had found me. "Jesse, man, everything alright?" It was Kev talking to me. He put his arms around my shoulders, tucking my head under his chin.

"It's so hard, Kev, I can hardly look him in the eye."

"Go get a room, guys." Kev stuck his tongue out. Johnny rolled his eyes, "Very mature, Kevvy, Dad would be so proud." I just laughed. They smiled.

"Let's go back, J, come on."

"O-okay."

As we walked back all I could think about was when I told my mom what had happened. I don't like remembering that moment, the look on moms face always broke my heart. Also when Aaron, my little brother, would ask why didn't we have a daddy, like the other kids. I can barely look into his eyes with out knowing that I was the reason that we didn't have Dad anymore. Mom and Mel went off on me a few months ago when they found out I was cutting, but they don't understand. It was like being a balloon, that just keeps filling and filling and the only way to release some of the build up is to make little cuts in the surface. They said that Dad wouldn't want me to be hurting myself, and that he wouldn't want me to blame myself, but I do. If I hadn't have followed him, he wouldn't have had to try to protect me.

"Hey, Jesse." Mel greeted me. The rest of them just looked at me.

"Sorry about that."

"It's okay." I just wanted to go back to the way things were, when I was 14 and still had him around. There was a knock at the door. Melonie opened it.

"MOM?" Me and Mel shouted.

"What do you think you two are doing!"

"Uh, well you see -"

"Ya know what? I don't wanna know, I just don't wanna know, Melonie."

"Mewonie! Jesse!" Aaron was along too?

"Hey, buddy how are you doing?" Mel picked him up.

"Goowd."

"Come on in, I guess." Uncle Dean said. Mom nodded. "I'm Dean, my brother Sam, and our father John."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Cole. And the little guy over there is Aaron."

"Me's two!"

"Really?" Dad asked, already acting like a dad, Aaron nodded.

"Yup!" Aaron said, excited to have met someone new, he was most definitely a people person. "Momma says i's be fwee soon." Melonie handed Aaron to dad. Aaron started chattering on and on about the tire swing in the backyard that 'JJ' (that is, me) put up for him. About the tree that we had planted for dad, told him about the neighbors. He also told dad about Eric. Eric was a bastard, he kept trying to force my mom to be with him. He had just decided that mom was going to be his mate. He was the kind of asshole that thought that sub's were pretty much worthless, just here for decoration,had to cook and clean. Asshole. Anyway, Uncle Chris had beaten the guy to a pulp. A big part of why Dom's wanted my mom was because dad had been the alpha, for lack of a better word, of the colony, I was next in line, but if someone mated with my mom then they would be the alpha.

Ya get what I'm saying? I only took the position when I turned so that way people would stop harassing Mom. But I found I was pretty good at it, and it was another way to be closer to my dad. Who was still being yakked at by Aaron. And smiling too. Mom was not happy, "Mel, J, lets go talk. I have some things to ask you both."

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