Secrets Out

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Jett had felt like his stomach had fallen out and his heart plummeted with it. He was cold, stiff but then his body began to heat up, the juices were flowing and his blood was boiling. He didn't remember standing up and towering over Mary, he wouldn't remember snatching her by the front of her shirt, her feet lifting off the ground as he snarled at her, daring her to repeat her words again. Mary was frightened but did repeat them but with far less gusto and arrogance than she had possessed only just a few seconds ago. He'd later hear about how terrified she was that he would have killed her or phased tearing her face open much like Sam did to Emily over twenty years ago. None of that mattered at the time. He didn't hear the others trying to stop him as he quickly found his mom and that – that bastard talking to Quil and Seth. All he heard was the loud, rapid pounding of his heart and the wolf snarling angrily.

His rage only increased as he suddenly began to see the resemblance: the eyes, the smile and even the laugh that they both shared. He couldn't understand why he hadn't seen it all before but none of that mattered.

Jett shoved Embry out the way, the older man being the first one of the adults to notice his anger and destination. He wasn't going to let anyone or anything get in his way. Jacob Black had to pay for what he'd done, for the pain that he caused.

The sunlight filled the kitchen that was warm and smelled like chocolate, brownie mix and warm morning dew. An eight-year old Jett stood on the two-step ladder next to Leah and he waited as patiently as he could as she thoroughly stirred their brownie mix. The wind blew in through the window cooling his overheated face. He had been running a fever for the last couple of days and his mom had pulled him from school waiting for either the fever to break or otherwise.

He already knew what 'or otherwise' meant and was filled with a sense of excitement and fear. None of that matter though because he was spending time with his Mommy. Leah had woken up with a craving for chocolate and Jett with a craving for brownies thus the early morning baking for the afternoon dessert.

"Mommy, where's my Dad?" Jett asked as Leah slid the bowl over and he took his turn stirring. The spoon made a soft scraping noise as Leah leaned on the counter, cheek resting in the palm of her hand.

"I don't know, sweetie." Leah answered softly. Jett caught Leah's face tighten for a moment as he picked up the spoon and prepared to bring it down on the pan. She had spent the better part of three years trying to convince Jett to not 'spoon' the brownie mix into the pan but he liked his method better. He was the one controlling the loud noises instead of God.

"Why did he leave?" Jett asked with a smile as metal on metal clanged. He liked the way his Mommy's face scrunched up and brow furrowed. She looked funny.

"Guess there was something better for him out there." Leah answered breathing out a sigh of relief when Jett stopped to refill his spoon. He stopped in his motions, a small frown on his face, brow furrowed as he thought over Leah's answer.

"Better? What could possibly be better than us?" Jett asked. It was a question that both stung and made him feel proud. It stung because he didn't get why his dad didn't want him – want them. Had he done something wrong? Had Mommy done something wrong?

"I don't know because I know for a fact that you are pretty awesome." Leah answered, her frown turning into a bright smile. Jett broke into a bout of giggles as Leah's fingers tickled his side, the spoon in his hand whacking Leah in the middle of the forehead. The accident only made Leah tickle him more as punishment for 'getting Mommy dirty'.

"Mommy," Jett called as the two sat eating their brownies. Leah had hummed her response back with a mouthful of brownie. "He's an idiot for leaving. I don't know why he left but there's nothing better than you out there." He hadn't meant to make his mommy cry but suddenly tears sprung into Leah's eyes as her cheeks flushed. They were happy tears but Jett still didn't like seeing her cry.

After that Jett never asked about his father again because it only seemed to make her sad. His mom deserved someone who would never make her sad and he promised himself that if that man ever did come back he'd make him pay.

Quil and Seth quickly stepped out of his way and for a second Jacob Black looked confused. It felt like hitting a brick wall but Jett didn't care about the pain, he even smirked at the sound of bones breaking neither knowing nor caring whether they were his or Jacob's. When Jacob's head snapped back Jett grabbed the front of his shirt, yanking him forward and met the momentum of Jacob's body with another punch to the face. Jett punched him repeatedly again and again.

His father hadn't cared about him or his mother. He had left La Push and never looked back. He had left Leah for a vampire – a whole coven of them. He never called, never cared to see how Leah and the others were doing. And worst of all, he had made her cry. Jacob Black had made his mommy cry.

"That's enough Jett!" Embry bellowed as he shoved Jett away. Jacob's face was bloody and his fist was too but it wasn't enough. The bastard took everything for granted: his family, friends and his pack. Jett shook his head because it wasn't 'enough'. Jacob Black had to pay and learn that he couldn't just come waltzing in smelling like death and expensive cologne and think everything was right as rain.

Letting out a ferocious growl he phased into a giant wolf and dared Embry to challenge him again. All the normal party goers quickly and respectfully backed away not wanting to get in an enraged wolf's way. Jett could feel his lips curling back, the pungent smell of blood and heavy perfume did nothing to soothe the wolf inside of him and only fed into the desire, need and instinct to protect – protect his loved one.

Embry and Seth were still trying to talk him down as he imagined grabbing Jacob's boot and snapping the ankle like a simple twig, he'd shake him violently dislocating the thigh bone from the socket in the hip and then he'd let his canines puncture his torso. He wouldn't kill him – couldn't kill him. But he'd maim him, make him regret ever having returned to La Push and send him back to the Luxurious Leech Mansion as a warning to his bitch that this pack was not one to be trifled with.

"I tried," Seth sighed out as he threw his hands up in defeat. Jett's eyes shifted to Embry who looked shocked and confused at Seth's change of heart and also stepped aside.

Jett lunged forward, his first bound easily covering eight feet but he was stopped short as Leah stood in his way. Her arms were outstretched and she looked right into Jett's eyes before slowly shaking her head.

She didn't understand. He was doing this for her – for both of them. He sidestepped more than prepared to go around her but Leah followed him. He wasn't going to be deterred from his goal.

"Jett, I said that's enough." Leah growled out after a couple more attempts.

No, it wasn't enough. He hadn't been hurt…only punched in the face.

Jett whimpered pleadingly as Leah remained steadfast and his eyes shifted to Jacob Black, who still sat on the ground, his face bloody and bruised. Jett could see his face already starting to heal as he wiped blood away from his chin, the swelling must've been more substantial had he not been delayed by Seth, Embry and now Leah.

Jacob Black had the nerve to look mad, outraged and confused. Jett's fur bristled, a growl escaping his throat as he stepped forward.

"No Jett." Jett found himself locked into place; an invisible wall had been erected between him, Leah and Jacob. She had used the Alpha command and it frustrated him. He tried to fight against the wall, locate some break or secret unlocking mechanism that would leave him freedom but there wasn't one. Leah's word was law and he had to obey. She was on one side of the wall and he was on the other. The realization hit him hard – it hurt. She had chosen Jacob Black over him.

Letting out a grieved howl Jett turned and ran off into the forest, the ground trembled across the yard with the sheer strength of his strides. His pained cry echoed all over the reservation and it made Jay shiver.

"I told you," Seth declared looking down at Jacob.

"That's real helpful, Seth." Leah growled out with narrowed eyes before turning around to face Jacob.

Jay stood stunned along with the others. Jett's attack and transformation had happened so quickly – it was incredible. He could hear the younger wolves questioning if they should follow after Jett, make sure he was okay. Their concern made him frown because he had attacked one of their own – why would he be comforted? Carlisle always lectured his children, grandchildren and great grandson when their behavior was less than Cullen-like but that was it. Empathy wasn't just one-sided but shared by all which made it hard to see how Carlisle could truly understand how he felt. All the Cullens were about was placation.

"Give him some space." Leah called out from her spot knelt down next to Jacob.

Jay walked up to see the state of Jacob. It was terrifying and…satisfying. Jacob Black had gotten his ass kicked by a sixteen year old boy. Jacob Black wasn't untouchable.

"Man, he really fucked up your face." Leah said with a look of disgust as Jacob tried to clear his sinuses of the blood that had already clotted. "Matt, go get Jacob a shirt and a wet towel." Leah said standing up and Matt followed with a quick nod.

"What the hell happened?" Jacob asked. Jay bit down on his cheek hiding a smile because Jacob's voice sounded nasally.

"That's a very good question. What did exactly happen?" Jay stepped aside as Leah headed toward the group of teens and wolves. Jay quickly learned that Leah Clearwater was taken very seriously as everyone slowly backed away from both her and Mary. Without saying a word May was singled out as the cause of Jett's anger.

"I – I didn't mean any harm." Mary stuttered out once she realized what had occurred. "Honest, I – I thought he already knew. I mean they look alike and he's got his smile and laugh."

"You little bitch," Jay stood frozen as Leah's arms stretched out for Mary but was yanked back by Embry and Seth while Sam and Emily ran to their daughter's aid. "I oughta snatch you bald." Leah hissed as Mary screamed out in fear.

"She said she didn't mean it." Emily cried which only seemed to infuriate Leah more who fought even harder to break from Seth and Embry's hold. She would've succeeded had not Jacob gotten up and wrapped her up in a tight bear hug.

"Don't give me that bullshit. I know a bitch move when I see one and she made it." Without any effort, Jacob tossed Leah over his shoulder and carried her towards the house.

"Let's go," Sam growled snatching Mary by her arm and yanking her towards one of the many parked cars.

Unsure of what else to do Jay followed after Jacob and Leah, the latter still cursing and had given up on her struggling when the object of her disdain was no longer in sight. The wooden handicap ramp echoed under Jacob's boots and evened out once he was inside the house, the screen door slamming shut in Jay's face. He paused for a moment unsure of where to go and how to proceed. Matt had gone inside the house and since the disturbance Jay felt even more of an outcast.

But…he had a brother – an older brother. The news and realization made him dizzy that he had to lean against the railing of the ramp.

"Had you told him none of this would've happened." Jacob stated from inside the house.

"Oh, spare me, as if you're Mr. Full Disclosure." Leah snapped back. A 'thank you' was issued and Matt came out the door and stood looking at Jay. Jay wasn't sure what it meant, was it pitying, anger, shame?

"So…I guess that makes us cousins too." Matt said with a weak smile breaking out across face. Jay could only nod his head and looked down at his feet.

"I got your…dad, a clean shirt." Matt said trying to make small talk but it was forced, awkward. The change in the interaction only unsettled Jay's stomach more when it finally hit him that the familial ties and bonds had been realigned. Billy really wasn't Matt's 'Grandpa' Billy anymore. He had only earned that right because of a family secret and now that the secret was out the damage was done.

Looking up from the wooden ramp Jay could look into the kitchen. No one else had followed Jacob and Leah in as everyone was too busy tending to their own families. The two had finished up whatever blame game they had going and Leah was busying herself with a drawer.

"Alright, let's do something about that nose of yours." Leah said as Jacob still continued to sniff and snort. Jay looked on as Leah came up with two straws and after forcing Jacob to lean back against the kitchen counter placed them up his nose.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Jacob asked sounding even more congested.

"Oh please, do you really think you're the first guy my son has ever punched in the face?" Leah asked with a smirk. Jay could feel a pain of jealousy as Leah looked proud of her son – his half-brother.

"Our son," Jacob amended.

"Right," Leah agreed with a short nod. Jay's eyes widened as Jacob's hands lightly grazed her thighs. The touch was barely there but Jay was just at the right distance and had his head lowered enough to see it. Jacob's fingertips touched her skin and the whole act seemed intimate and made Jay feel as if he was intruding. Jay's hands balled up into tight fists because he didn't want Jacob touching Leah, he didn't want Leah to allow it – it wasn't right. "So you know I gotta break your nose, again, right?" Leah asked throwing a towel around Jacob's shoulders. Before Jacob could either agree or disagree, Leah punched him hard in the face, the sound of breaking bone and a sharp cry of pain soon followed. Jacob issued a slew of curses as Leah set to work on resetting his nose.

"Oh, quit being such a big baby." Leah teased with a small giggle.

"I forgot how sadistic you could be." Jacob grumbled.

"What can I say? Your pain brings me pleasure." Jay couldn't bear to witness anymore and stomped away from the house. No one called out to him as he disappeared into the trees and the realization stung because no one cared – no one ever cared.

He wasn't sure where he was going nor did he care. He just wanted to get away – get away from Jacob, the life that he once had and was forced to leave behind because of the magic known as 'imprint', he wanted to escape the pain and realization that Jacob had sacrificed all so that he could exist. It was painful, frustrating and annoying. So many lives had been destroyed and broken all for the sake of his existence. He hated knowing it. He hated having seen that there was someone that his father wanted more than Renesmee – a family existed with a son that Jacob Black could love, the son he always wanted.

That was why Jacob had changed his mind about Jay challenging Jett. Why should he have his two sons fight when the bigger, better and stronger son was already being trained to be an Alpha? From birth Jett had been groomed and raised by Leah to be a leader. Jay had been raised to be an outsider, an outcast, a pawn meant to bring his parents back together but much like the rest of his existence it was a failure.

Jett was pleased with the silence that surrounded him, he was free to have his thoughts and let his emotions reel. Jacob Black was his father; the man who left and betrayed his entire tribe was his father. The thought and news sickened him because it meant that through marriage and blood he was connected with vampires. What did that make Renesmee to him or the rest of the coven? Jett's skin crawled as he phased back into his human form and threw on a pair of shorts he'd found while out running.

He needed to sit down, think things over and really work out what these revelations meant. His agitation grew as he caught the fresh scent of someone sitting on his ledge overlooking the ocean. Breaking through the trees he froze upon seeing Jay sitting there. "What are you doing here?" Jett snarled viciously. The last thing he wanted to have around was Jacob's real son sitting in his spot and stinking it up too. Jay's scent was a mixture of everyone's at the party with a hint of salt. It was the salt that quelled the anger and aggression because he had been crying.

He watched as Jay quickly rubbed the tears from his eyes with his forearm, soft sniffles escaping as he stood up. Jett didn't look at him and stubbornly focused on the ocean. Jay walked past him silently. Jett could feel his eyes looking at him, burning his cheek. They were the same eyes that woke to every morning. Jett sat down on the edge of the cliff, his feet dangling and fought to ignore the caring part of him.

"I – I'm sorry," Jay breathed out.

Jett swore under his breath as he felt his resolve crack. The kid sounded so heartbroken and pathetic – it was disgusting and humbling.

"What do you have to be sorry for?" Jett asked more harshly then he intended over his shoulder. Jett hadn't thought to stop and think about how the revelation would affect Jay. There wasn't just one kid involved but two. "Well?" Jett pushed as Jay stood looking back at him, every bit of the deer caught in the headlights.

"I – that is, if I hadn't," Jett felt his frown deepen as Jay stumbled and stuttered over his words. He still looked like a runt and he reeked of low self-esteem. Edward Jacob "Jay" Black was weak despite the ability hidden within him. And it was that weakness that made it hard for Jett to stay mad at him.

"Sit down and take your time." Jett said motioning the boy over. Jett fought back his annoyance as Jay walked over cautiously, acting as if he'd turn and bite his head off. "Look, contrary to popular belief I'm not going to hurt you."

Jett decided to ease up, relax around him and hopefully Jay would in turn do the same. Leah had told him that as a Clearwater he could be a tad bit pushy and impatient; a trait he inherited from her. As far back as Jett could remember he'd always been pushy and impatient. He didn't like anyone, a few exceptions being his family – his real family, telling him what to do.

Billy was really his grandfather – his biological paternal grandfather. That was one of the few things pleasing about the revelation – that and that Aunt Rachel was really his aunt and same for Paul. The thought suddenly struck him that his family had grown in a matter of seconds.

"Grandpa," A five year old Jett whined running up to Billy who was sitting contently on the porch watching the children play in his backyard. A three-year old Matt toddled behind him, thumb jammed in his mouth. Both boys were on the brink of tears and their state wiped the smile off of Billy's face. "Grandpa," Jett called again as he stumbled up the steps and bumped his shin against the top. It stung but not as much as the pain in his heart.

"What's wrong Jett?" Billy asked looking between the two boys and then at the nervously staring twins out in the yard.

"The-they-theysaidyouwerentourgrandpa." The words tumbled out too quick for Billy to catch but it was enough to get Matt whimpering. His thumb fell from his mouth as huge tears rolled down his face.

"Slow down Jett," Billy said easily picking up both boys and placing them in his lap. "Now say it again but this time slowly."

"They," Jett and Matt both pointed at the twins who then took for cover behind the garage. "Rob and Ryan said that you weren't our Grandpa." Jett said in between desperate sniffles.

"But you is our Grandpa too, aren't you?" Matt demanded with a small pout.

"You are," Billy corrected his smile growing.

"Dey said that you aren't our grandpa and that we don't have a grandpa." Jett tried to swallow down his anger but it was hard. His eyes stung and his heart ached. The twins had told them that Billy wasn't there grandpa because their grandpa was already dead. Everyone else at school had a grandpa and he couldn't understand why he couldn't have one either. He had a grandma – Grandma Sue.

"They," Billy corrected hugging both boys tightly. "And don't listen to those two. They take too much after their father. But I am your Grandpa Billy and you two keep calling me that, okay?" Billy said kissing both Jett and Matt on the head. Jett felt Billy's chest rumble with a deep and throaty chuckle as they both turned and hugged him tightly.

They didn't need any other proof and Jett ran towards the twins proudly declaring that Grandpa Billy was their grandpa too.

"If I hadn't meant to be born then you'd still have a dad." Jett looked over stun at Jay. The boy hadn't said anything for a long time and Jett was so lost in his thoughts and memories he had completely forgotten about him.

"What now?" Jett asked looking down at Jay with what he knew was possibly an angry, aggravated and confused face.

"Well…I – I'm the," Jay started to mutter and stutter again. It was an annoying habit and mainly because he was still a wolf.

"Stop that," Jett ordered and lightly nudged him. "Quit fidgeting with your fingers, stop talking to your feet and quit looking at the ground." Jett may not like the idea of being related to a half or quarter vampire kid but it didn't mean that he was going to be embarrassed by his behavior. Jay repeated himself and Jett could see him struggling to follow through with his orders. He looked everywhere but at Jett's eyes and his heart raced as if he was running a marathon.

Leah had asked Jett that morning to be 'nice' to Jay and look out for him. Jett had agreed but then passed the buck off to Matt who was a natural with dealing with new people. Guess it was because the two were half-brothers that Leah wanted Jett to look out for him, be nice to him and all that jazz.

"Better – it's not great but definitely an improvement." Jett said once Jay had finished. "But you know that's bullshit, right?"

"What?" Jay asked looking stunned.

"Yea, it's all bullshit, that whole crap about imprinting to breed better wolves." Jett said with a snort. "Look, Sam and Emily were the first and they had Levi. Levi is eighteen and a big guy but Sam, before he phased, was pretty big. That's just genetics. Look at Ryan and Rob and David. They are all imprint kids but who's bigger?"

"You are," Jay answered softly.

"Damn right!" Jett stated proudly. "And don't think that it's just because I'm a junior Alpha and that my mom is Alpha. She didn't hand the position over to me. I had to earn it." Jett couldn't help but growl thinking back on how Levi had been the first to challenge him. "We all had to fight for our positions and still do. Matt is the youngest but he ranks higher than the twins." Jett smirked as Jay's eyes widened. The kid had a lot to live up to.

"Then – then why imprint?" Jay asked and Jett could only shrug his shoulders. It was the ten million dollar question that everyone had.

"Who knows?" Jett said shrugging his shoulders. The sun had set hours ago and Jett missed the warm mixed colors that had danced across the waters. "Everything happens for a reason – at least that what Mom says."

"You two are really close, huh?" Jay asked and Jett looked over at him. Jay sounded sad and shy again.

"Yea, she's my mom." Jett stated matter-of-factly. "She's looked out for me and now I look out for her."

"Is that why you hit him?" Jay asked looking at Jett in awe. Jett nodded his head, a deep frown set across his face thinking about even that wasn't enough. "Do – do you hate him? For leaving?" Jay asked carefully.

"No…no, I don't hate him." Jett admitted after giving it some thought. "I mean…I really don't even know him besides what I heard everyone else say. Some have been good and others bad just depending on who you're asking." Jacob Black was a sore subject for a couple of people on the reservation and while some understood why he left it didn't mean that everyone was happy about it. "I don't like him simply because he's hurt my mom. Mom says 'hate is a really strong emotion' and shouldn't be used lightly."

The sky was getting darker with each passing moment and soon Jett would have to head in. He wasn't exactly too keen on going home and facing Leah. It still stung that she had protected Jacob Black. And he was getting hungry.

"It's getting late and I'm starving." Jett stated standing up and ending their conversation.

"Are – are you going home?" Jay asked following his motions. "You – that is if you'd like…you can come home with me." The offer made Jett stiffen and his eyes narrowed suspiciously eyeing Jay.

"I don't swing that way." Jett stated putting a bit of distance between them.

"I'm not gay!" Jay growled angrily. "Look – I – this whole family thing is new to me." Jay admitted and the news surprised Jett.

"I thought you vampires were all lovey-dovey. You know killed woodland creatures together while participating in a communal circle," Jett stopped himself. He was going to say 'circle jerk' but thought better of it as Jay was giving him a confused and worried look. "Forget what I was saying but I thought your 'family'," He threw up air quotes at the word, "were supposed to be super tight and special. Or some shit like that."

"Well…we're not." Jay grumbled. Jett raised an eyebrow as Jay's bottom lip stuck out in a pout. It was an expression that looked familiar and he wasn't sure if it was because he had made the same face before.

"Oh, well…that…sucks." Jett said scratching the back of his head. "But I'm not looking forward to seeing your mom as I'm sure she'd not be too pleased about seeing her husband's bastard child in her home."

"Oh! Well I live on my own – I have a cottage all to myself. She never comes to my place." Jay blurted out quickly with a beaming smile of hope. Jett could feel his hope and excitement. It wouldn't surprise Jett if Jay suddenly peed on himself in excitement.

"Nah, I better not. If I don't go over to someone's house she'll worry and trust me, you don't want her worried and aggravated." Jett shivered at the memory of Leah's face when he had run away after an argument. A part of him wished he hadn't returned while the other told him it would've been best had he never run. "But…look, I'm just going to my Grandma's…you should come too." Jett said with a shrug.

"Really?" Jay asked surprised.

"Sure. Why the hell not? And I bet Matt will be there too. We can talk, eat and get to know one another." Those had been Leah's exact words when the boys had gotten in an uproar over the party for Jay. Jay had quickly agreed and Jett couldn't help but chuckle over his excitement. The kid was cute for a pup. "Oh, and we can talk about your dad too." Jett said seeing an opportunity to work on his own agenda.

"What about him?" Jay fixed Jett with a suspicious look that was shrugged off.

"It's obvious why he's come."

"Leah?"

"Exactly,"

"But – but he's imprinted on Renesmee." Jay stated and for a second he almost sounded sad.

"Yea, that's the other thing about imprinting that everyone got wrong, it's not forever."

A/N: Well here goes the update. Sorry for the delay but I've been playing catch up since my vacation ended. Anyone else ever feel as if they need a vacation from their vacation? Or at least recover from it?

As always thanks for the reviews and it's late but I wanted to get this out before I went to bed tonight.