Elephants

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Jay sat on Jett's bed that was softer then he had expected it to be. After living in Forks for so many months it was hard for him to believe that this was the first time that he had ever been in Jett's bedroom. His own room was more Spartan compared to Jett's which was filled with pictures in frames, posters, postcards of faraway locations, the occasional bikini-clad girl sitting on the hood of some car he didn't recognize, a small fish tank with a small turtle and wooden figurines. The small turtle inside the tank, sat contently on his rock staring at Jay, as if stoically questioning or wondering who he was. Most of the figurines, Jay could only guess, were Jett's own handiwork, and they were laid out in chronological order so the improvement in his craft was clearly visible. His eyes skirted around the room, observing every little detail and committing them to memory. Neither boy had said anything since their arrived and Jay knew that they were both avoiding the pink elephant in the room.

The two brothers had made up: Jett apologizing and asking Jay for his forgiveness and Jay eagerly giving it. They were 'pack' brothers now and the strengthening of their bond was not something that Jay wasn't going to take lightly.

Jay's eyes lighted, finally, onto Jett's bed and his eyes widened slightly as he saw a simple black and red blanket with fish and circles on it. Jett's back was turned to Jay as he had opted to do a bit of his math homework before Leah found out. The blanket was soft and warm in his hands…and small. In fact, it was too small for Jett.

"Is this your baby blanket?" Jay asked, trying in vain to suppress his smirk. Jett tensed and turned around looking at Jay as if he was caught with his hand in the proverbial cookie jar. The blanket was barely big enough to cover Jett's broad shoulders.

"Yea, so what if it is?" Jett asked surprising Jay with his honesty.

"Why do you keep it?" Jay asked seriously now that all chances of teasing Jett were gone. Jay didn't have the heart to rib his brother over something he, personally, wished he had such fond memories and a strong attachment for.

"I don't know," Jett answered with a shrug. His eyes watched Jay's every move carefully. It was just a blanket but Jay could tell it still meant something to him. "It's not like it's a rag or anything." Jett's frown deepened as Jay's arms folded in front of it, shielding it from sight.

"Why is it these colors?" Jay asked as he felt the soft material underneath his fingertips. It really was soft and he tried to bring to mind his own blanket. He did have one, didn't he?

"Those are our tribe's colors and some of the older family's have their own patterns; a marking to let you know from afar who it was." Jett said pointing at the fish. "The Clearwaters were fishers – Mom says one of the best, which means that we were the best." Jett said with a confident smirk.

"And the circles, what do they mean?" Jay asked amazed that something so simple and beautiful could hold so much meaning and significance.

"The circle represents family," Jett stated with a small frown. "And head – head of the tribe. It's the Black family pattern." There was disappointment in his voice that left Jay confused. "I just always thought they were bubbles…you know, like from the fish." Jett answered as if having heard Jay's thoughts. Jay looked at the blanket that signified to the entire reservation that Jett was of two prominent families…and yet he never knew.

"Wish I had a blanket like this." Jay mumbled softly. The Cullens' had their own family crest but it was small in comparison to Jett's blanket…and not as useful.

"My mom made my blanket when she was pregnant with me." Jett said slipping the blanket out of Jay's grasp and folding it up neatly. "I'm sure Aunt Rachel made you one too – everybody gets a small blanket." Jett stated, selfishly and slyly, telling Jay to go find his own.

Jay looked on in silence and with envy as Jett placed the blanket back at the foot of his bed. He wondered if Jacob had even bothered keeping such a thing as simple as a baby blanket. Or maybe had Renesmee destroyed it?

The thought of Renesmee brought a bittersweet taste to his mouth. Last night had brought about a drastic change in his life. Jacob had finally left Renesmee was just one but he had gained a strong support in Leah Clearwater.

The day had been a roller coaster of emotions for Jay and he wasn't quite sure if he'd be able to handle anything else. Things had begun to stabilize for him. He had fallen into a routine where he woke up ready for the day – the afternoon, really, where after school Jett would meet up with him outside of Forks High and they'd go to hang out on the Rez. Jay should've known that things weren't right when Jett was nowhere to be seen. The smile that had been gracing his face, as of late, slowly began to fall. The happiness and comfort was soon replaced with doubt and insecurity as Jay pondered over why Jett hadn't shown up. From there he was confronted with fear and a self-loathing as he found himself home alone with Renesmee but the fear didn't last long as Jett had come through.

But even that moment of joy didn't last as Jay then learned true terror, fear and misery. Jay hadn't grown up trusting Renesmee so he was always wary around her…but…with Jett it was different. He had grown to trust and even look up to Jett and it had all been destroyed in a matter of seconds. It's not that Jay lost his trust in Jett but the other way around. Jett didn't trust Jay. He didn't want Jay around his friends and family. He saw the danger and threat that Jay was – he saw the monster.

Jay hadn't cried in front of anyone until that day. As Leah held him, practically in her lap, Jay clung to her and cried out all of his sins, misfortunes and insecurities. He told her the kind of monster that he was. He told her how sorry he was that he was ever born. And other things that he either can never remember or never knew he held in.

For every negative thing Jay said about himself, Leah countered it with something positive. It took him a while to actually realize that she was speaking to him but soon he found himself listening. He listened to her voice, her words, her heartbeat and the cadence of her voice. He knew he should probably let her go, free her from his grasp but he couldn't find the heart to. He didn't want to let her go – ever. She was warm. She smelled…so good; her scent was comforting and inviting. She was affectionate with him. He loved the way her hand felt as one rubbed his back and the other stroked his hair. She even kissed the top of his head…he couldn't recall the last time someone had done it…or if ever.

He'll never forget the smile that Leah gave him when he finally pulled far enough away to look at her. Her full lips were turned down into a soft pout but they were slowing inching into a small smile, just at the corners. Her eyes that were a soft, warm hazel color were wet with unshed tears and emotions that took his breath away. She didn't look at him with pity or disgust – she looked sad. It was as if she knew his pain, felt it.

"Jay, I want you to come and see me everyday, okay?" She had whispered wiping away his tears as hers slowly began to fell. He could only dumbly nod his head, awed by the tears that she let fall. "Just you," She stated as he fought the urge to wipe her tears away just as gently as she wiped his. "Don't wait for Jett or Jacob to bring you here. Understand?" It took a couple of questions to get Jay to finally verbalize his assent but he did. He was glad he did because it brought a smile to Leah's face.

After that Jay couldn't remember much except that he could hear Jacob and Jett coming down the stairs. He didn't want either of them to see him in such a weak and broken state. He promised Leah he'd see her tomorrow morning and ran out the door when he felt Jett enter the kitchen. He was grateful for the silence of the forest and that Quil was on patrol. The older wolf saw him and respectfully nodded his head, possibly smelling the salt that had covered his face, and continued on with his patrol.

The silence didn't last long once he arrived home. He couldn't fight his curiosity as Jacob and Renesmee got into the mother of all fights. The two had argued before, yelled and broken things but there was something different about this one. Jacob was the instigator this time which rarely happened. Jay could practically feel Jacob's anger and the booming of his voice as he stood just a few feet from the main house. He couldn't hear everything because they both seemed to move throughout the house, traveling from one room to another.

You came on to my son.

You're a bitch!

Don't talk about her like that.

Don't you ever lay a hand on my sons.

Jay had then turned and scrambled back to his cottage as the back door opened, his massive frame having cast a huge shadow over the darkened yard. Renesmee was still yelling at him as he walked out, arms full of boxes, what looked to be a knapsack across his back and a look of sheer disgust marring his features.

"Oh! This is original," Renesmee snapped as he walked down the steps into the yard. "Walking out…you'll be back. You always come back. Why don't you leave the scrawny bastard with that bitch you love so much while you're at it?" Jacob had frozen at the insult and Jay looked on as Jacob fought the urge to say something back.

"You'll go and fuck your little bitch to only realize that it'll never be anything like what you had with me. You'll come back with your tail tucked between your legs, begging me to take you back…and this time I'll take your balls and bronze them."

Jacob only shook his head and walked towards Jay's cottage and never bothered to look back at his wife of fifteen years. For once Jay found himself unable to play nonchalant as his father walked into his cottage. The darkness and anger on his face slowly melted away along with the tension in his shoulders.

"Tomorrow…I need you to grab the empty boxes out of the garage." Jacob stated. Jay couldn't understand what had happened. Boxes? They were moving? They couldn't be moving. Not when Leah told him to come see her everyday.

"Jay – Jay," Jacob called as he put his belongings down and gripped Jay's arms, shaking him slightly. "Calm down."

"No," Jay growled and shoved Jacob away. "I'm not moving. I'm not leaving here. I'm not leaving – what about Jett…and Leah." He wasn't going to leave them behind. Sure Jett had almost killed him but Leah said that she'd talk to him, make him understand that Jay wasn't a threat. She had promised to make Renesmee 'pay'. They couldn't leave – let Renesmee win.

"We're not leaving La Push." Jacob stated with a small smile. "In fact, we'll be moving into La Push." Jay heard the words but they didn't make sense. Renesmee didn't want to live on the reservation.

That morning before the meeting Jacob and Jay showed up at Billy's front door with arms full of boxes and Jacob's car crammed with a few more. The two of them were moving in with Billy until Jacob could find a house of their own. The thought made the missing blanket seem so small and insignificant. Jacob was finally ready to make a life that was separate from Renesmee.

Even if the imprint came back and he went groveling back to Renesmee, Jay knew he didn't have to be apart of it. Leah had frowned and looked at Jacob, her face filled with skepticism. She had told him to do whatever he wanted but Jay wasn't going back when he finally broke. He had to fight to hold back the beaming smile that wanted to break through.

"Damnit, Jacob, you're such an asshole!" Leah's voice carried from downstairs, down the hall and into Jett's room.

"So…how much trouble is he in?" Jay asked looking over his shoulder at Jett who had a dark smirk on his face.

"Oh…he's in deep." Jett answered with a chuckle.

The welcoming into the pack had been great. The twins had started a doggie pile-on Jay which had him laughing and wheezing. There had been a tense moment when they all sensed Jett's annoyance over Jacob and Leah's…'cuddling' as the twins were calling it. Honestly, Jay had to agree with them. He wasn't as angry over the scene as Jett was and to be honest, he liked seeing Jacob happy. It also didn't hurt that Jay loved La Push…and Leah.

But then Jacob had to ruin the mood when he challenged Seth for the gamma position. There had been casual talks about the pack hierarchy, Jacob questioning how everyone got their positions. Jay was content being an omega but he knew Jacob and Jett wouldn't let him stay at the bottom of the totem pole. Those two had too much pride.

Leah had sat glaring hatefully at Jacob, Embry seemed none too surprised or pleased and Seth was just stunned. Everyone else seemed ecstatic about the prospect of a fight on varying levels. The fight didn't last any time as Jacob easily dominated Seth or Seth gave up, Jay wasn't sure which came first. Afterwards Leah had called the gathering over and silently told Jacob to 'march his ass home'. It was the same look Leah had given Jett when she caught him flirting with Carrie Frost, when he was supposed to running patrol.

Jett and Jay followed behind like the good sons they were – more like boys interested in seeing what a 6'3" woman would do to 6'8" man. There hadn't been any blood shed and, in fact, Leah was finally speaking – although every word was pretty close to some curse word or insult at Jacob's character.

"I don't see what the big deal is?" Jacob said in his defense. "The rules are we can challenge anyone for a position."

"Not on day one, you self-absorbed, walking blood bank." Jay frowned trying to understand the insult.

"I stopped doing that," Jacob snarled.

"But you used to do it. You have no idea what I need my gamma to do and where was the respect? You just immediately go and topple Seth? Who's next, huh? Embry? Are you going to try and take the Alpha position away from me?"

"What, no – Leah, I would never challenge you." Jay barely heard Jacob's defense as Jett growled at the thought of someone challenging his mother.

"The point is Jacob," Billy said finally speaking. "Is that things have changed. You all aren't kids anymore and there's a system that has worked for the pack. You know nothing of this,"

"And it's not for trying. She didn't even want to let me back in."

"And everyone wondered why." Leah sneered and Jay could practically ear the eye roll and 'I told you so' in her voice.

A deep and heavy sigh, although it could've been a groaned, escaped Embry's lips before he brought the lukewarm bottle to his lips. His eyes narrowed a fraction as the lukewarm beer became hot as it slid down his throat. It quenched his thirst but did nothing to alleviate his mood. He could feel Rachel standing a few feet down from him, chatting with a regular but still kept a watchful eye over him. As owner and proprietor of Rachel's she had an investment in making sure none of her patrons got out of hand – especially the wolves. Usually it was Paul's job to monitor a temperamental wolf but she had sent him on a food run prior to Embry's arrival. He could feel her anxiety rolling off of her in waves and, silently, he wished he had the same intimidation over her brother.

"Embry, don't let it get to you." Rachel said walking down with a small and sympathetic smile on her face. One look and he knew that she everything that had happened that day, Paul had told her. Finishing off his beer, he placed the empty bottle before her, his gesture requesting another one. Embry wasn't really in the mood to deal with a member of the Black family and had questioned why he showed up at the bar, knowing she'd be here. Old habits had brought him to Rachel's as the place was the unofficial-official hangout for the residents of La Push and a few of Forks lowlifes who sought their cheap thrills in picking fights. Unfortunately, Paul and Brady always managed to hedge off any offenders before things got too out-of-hand.

"I'm sure that,"

"Sure that, what, Rachel?" Embry growled as he fixed her with a cold, hard glare. "Sure that Jacob won't challenge me for the Beta position? And why do you think that?" Embry hadn't meant to raise his voice but it happened and he felt his body trembling with rage. Rachel, at least had the decency to at least shamefaced, hung her head or maybe she was bracing herself for the massive paw to swipe her face. "Just give me another beer." He groaned out. Rachel wasn't the cause of his anger, frustration and insecurity, so it wasn't fair to blame her. Rachel was torn between her two loyalties: pack and family. She gave him the requested beer and moved back down the bar to take another order and give Embry his space.

Jacob Black had been welcomed back into the pack, Jay as well. Everything had been going well until Jacob had challenged Seth for the gamma position. The joking, teasing and playfulness had disappeared in that moment. Annoyance and anger rolled off of Leah, Jett and Embry as Jacob bumped into Seth with a playful, cockiness that had them all almost seeing red. Challenging a member for a higher seat in the pack wasn't unheard of and was encouraged but so soon into joining the pack?

No one was really surprised when Seth barely put up a fight against his former idol and Alpha. Embry felt annoyance because recently Seth was becoming less and less reliable when matters of the pack were involved. He had the same flippant attitude about this fight as he had when they were trying to stop Jett from beating Jacob to a pulp.

Probably should've let him.

After that no one felt much like being playful as Leah stormed away in a cacophony of growls, snarls and curses. Jacob had followed behind her, whimpering and questioning her mood and to their sons' merit, they dutifully followed behind their parents.

Embry felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up as the door opened and a familiar, warm scent wafted to his nose. Childishly, he hoped that Jacob wouldn't see him or maybe at least had enough common sense to not approach his Beta. Then again, Jacob Black was never the brightest bulb in the hallway when it came to knowing when he was and wasn't wanted. Bella Swan had proved it years ago.

"Hey Embry," Jacob greeted cautiously and sat down next to him. A vein was throbbing in the side of Embry's neck, his hands balled into tight fists. His blood was pounding in his ears, ran hot through his veins and he had to take several deep breathes to keep his wolf in check. He barely heard the siblings greet one another and calmed down enough to hear that Jacob was covering his tab for the night.

Jacob sat beside Embry taking in the atmosphere of the bar. It was light, carefree and even though the lights were dimmed he could see where when the lights were fully turned on it could also be a family restaurant. Billy had mentioned to him that Rachel was looking for a financial backer to allow her restaurant to become more then just the La Push bar. There wasn't much of a crowd, but Brady had promised him it would pick up and that Leah was known to frequent whenever the mood hither.

And, boy, was she isn't in a mood now.

His eyes lighted on an old jukebox sitting in the far corner of the bar. "Is that the same jukebox from," Jacob didn't finish as Embry looked down and gruffly answered him in the affirmative. Embry was at least talking to him which was more then he had hoped.

The jukebox brought back memories of a time long ago, where they were just kids – best friends. The jukebox belonged in a small diner that once had a name but had long been forgotten. The sign that bore the name of the diner had been destroyed in hurricane force winds years ago, the menu was the basic dive list of greasy burgers, fries and watered down soda. The food was inexpensive and filling, although, taste and sanitation was always called into question.

Back when Jacob, Quil and Embry were the best friends, three tall teens with gangly limbs, long black hair held together in ponytails and round faces still holding the fat of their youth, they'd gone to the diner on a mission. Jacob couldn't remember the comedian that Embry had mentioned but the plan was to play no more then two songs – and two songs only – on the diner's jukebox. That day returned to him with perfect clarity as he sat next to Embry Call.

The three friends walked in the diner trying not to look suspicious but they had failed as Leah had raised an inquisitive eyebrow at the trio. She had been working at the diner for a couple of months and Paul did too as a short order cook. Child labor laws weren't much of a priority when poverty was an all too real situation. Leah had told them to sit down wherever, Jacob and Embry followed out her order but Quil had stayed behind to 'sweet talk' the newly single Miss. Clearwater.

Jacob and Embry, both, probably would've been annoyed and envious of Quil's newfound confidence but his flirting had afforded them the perfect opportunity. They went to the jukebox and skimmed the songs until they found what they were looking for Tom Jones' What's New Pussycat and together they plunked in twenty bucks and picked the song again, and again, and again. Embry had stopped Jacob after hitting it ten times and reminded him they needed another song. Embry was about to push another Tom Jones' song when Jacob stopped him and pointed to a song by The Pussycat Dolls. The two exchanged mischievous smirks and pushed Buttons one time and finished up with more of What's New Pussycat.

"And now…we wait," Embry said with a devilish smirk.

They were ordering their food when the first round of Tom Jones kicked on. Leah had rolled her eyes at the song selection but had missed the trio's chuckles when Paul called an order up. They ate in an unusual silence, seated on the same side of a back booth that afforded them a perfect of everyone in the diner. The employees seemed unaffected by the repetition of the music; perhaps too busy to pay any attention to the music since the weekend lunch rush had arrived. However, one Jared Cameron looked fit to lose his shit. Jared had come in with his little siblings, all five of them, whining, crying and begging for some dessert or other. Jared's dad was away on business and his mom worked at the Forks Hospital with Sue Clearwater. It didn't help that the girls had picked up on the repetition and were soon singing along.

Jacob had to give it to Jared…the boy kept his cool. A look and sigh of relief had gone up all over the diner as Buttons came on. But this was it – the moment of truth. What's New had played nine times and it was ready to go another ten times after Buttons. The music died down and suddenly it was Tom Jones.

"SONUVABITCH!" The entire diner jumped as Jared slammed his hand on the counter and grabbing his siblings stormed out, shaking like a vibrator (Leah would eventually supply when the memory would be replayed one night during patrol). Jared had been the only one to lose his marbles because another man, some pale face from Forks, had banged his head against the counter, moaning a low 'no more'.

"Leah then promptly put us out on our asses." Embry said with that same devilish smirk before tucking into his latest beer. Jacob looked at him, pleased that they were sharing in the same memory. One look and the two were laughing at the memories of a childhood that was over far too soon. It felt good to laugh, Jacob thought. Over the last sixteen years he'd missed out on having his friends around, sharing memories and inside jokes over a warm beer or soda. He'd miss the interaction and comfort a group of warm bodies and a sense of community brought. Living with the Cullens had meant years of isolation, little to no interaction with someone who wasn't already a vampire.

Jacob's laughter slowly died down as he thought over his situation and then Jay's. Jay didn't have the best friends or the stories of the trouble he got into as a kid. All the opportunities that Jacob was afforded were taken away from his own son and it hurt.

"I'm a bastard," Jacob breathed out as he drunk his own beer.

"Yea, but what else is new?" Embry said with a shrug and a smirk.

Taking a deep breath, Jacob spilled out his soul onto the bar counter, Embry's lap and his beer bottle. Things he hadn't had the courage to tell Billy or the heart to tell Leah were placed before Embry. Back when they were teens, Jacob could always rely on Embry to offer a nonjudgmental ear and metaphorical shoulder to lean on and as the hours dragged on they were best friends again.

His chest tingled as her hair brushed ever so lightly above him. He could feel the heat of her body above his torso and down to his thighs. It was her hot center that interested him the most in the moment. He tried to bite back a chuckle when she giggled at his touch. Her skin was soft as silk as his fingertips danced up her thighs, taking a moment to lightly brush the super sensitive flesh behind her knees. Her scent was different but it was a good kind of different – a great kind, in fact. She smelled like them. There was no longer his scent and then her scent.

His breath hitched as her soft lips met his abs, her warm, wet tongue tracing a trail around each defined muscle. She placed a wet open mouth kiss on his bellybutton earning a groan and a sharp hip thrust. She was torturing him.

Her lips lit a fire in him as she kissed up his abs to his chest and nipped at his collarbone. He couldn't remember the last time he had been this turned on and knew it was only with her.

Suddenly there was a strong desire to see her, to open his eyes and look at the woman who was controlling his body. The desire was forgotten as she pressed her lips against his, the building desire, lust and hunger for her consumed him – them. He completely forgot about his sudden urge to look upon her as all that mattered was his carnal need. Their tongues danced and her moan was music to his ears. He brought her center where he needed her most and growled as she eagerly complied.

"Fuck," His voice was strangely deeper, huskier then he ever recalled. Not even that tidbit concerned him as he focused on her center. She was tight, wet and felt so good. He had to grip onto her hips, control her pace because then she'd make him bust before he was ready.

She leaned back whispering sweet expletives of her own pleasure. He must have been seconds away from seeing her face as she threw her head back. Her tight nipples pointed towards the ceiling and begging for his attention. He pounced upon them, sucking, licking and lightly nipping on them. They were sensitive – so sensitive. He wrapped an arm around her waist to maintain control and pinched the other mercilessly.

"You feel so good when you tighten around me," He growled at her as it was now his turn to play her like an instrument. She gasped lustfully and his smile grew as she threw her head forward and her usually soft hazel eyes were darker now.

"Leah,"

Jett sat up with a cry of horror and surprise. His heart was pounding and he was covered in sweat. He felt sick to his stomach and disgusted as his body had reacted to the dream – the dream about his mother. Getting up he stormed down the hallway to find Leah with her back to him, her ear buds fitted in her ears as she softly mumbled something. She was oblivious to the dream that he was having or that someone else was having.

Rage and disgust blinded Jett as he walked out into the backyard and phased, not caring about the pajamas bottoms that he had just ruined.

'What's up, Jett?' Embry questioned with a yawn.

Jett only growled piecing together that Embry was running patrol and was headed home to call it a night. It meant that he wasn't the culprit and the only person that left was…Jacob Black. With an angry and vicious snarl Jett tore into the woods leaving a sleepy and confused Embry behind.

Jay was lying in bed completely stunned and shocked. He had just had the most realistic wet dream ever, about his Alpha at that. He closed his eyes and groaned after seeing the tent that had been pitched. Was this normal behavior? He knew that he liked Leah and thought her pretty but…to think about her like that? He hadn't even had sex before but it all felt so real – so good. He couldn't tell Jacob about this because who knows how awkward that conversation would be. Jett and Matt were especially out…the twins too. Jay groaned as he rolled over and slowly thought about things to kill his boner.

He thought of Renesmee, Bella, Esme, Alice and Rosalie…his cousins. He sighed with relief as the heaviness and lust disappeared. Silently, Jay vowed to take this secret to his grave.

Sleeping was the farthest thing from his mind but he felt his stomach bottom out as he heard Jett yelling…angrily. Jett's rage and disgust was more then enough to quell his 'problem'.

Fear has always been a foreign emotion to Renesmee Carlie Cullen, the one time she should've felt it was when the Volturri showed up just three months after her birth. It was hard to fear them simply because she had Jacob and her parents standing beside and in front of her. There was a sense of security in knowing that they were there to stop any and all threats. She became acquainted with fear as she was rudely awakened by a violent banging that resounded through the entire mansion. The force behind it startled her and her first instinct was to call Jacob. There wasn't a response, she remembered that Jacob had left last night and was staying in the cottage with Jay.

Renesmee knew fear as she opened up the door that was almost pulsating with rage, and she found a dark and massive Jett Black looming over her. Her heart began to palpitate as his eyes glowed with the lupine gold. His breath was clearly visible in the cold Olympic night and the steam from his body was rising from his as well. She fell to the floor from the fright and the power he was emanating.

"Where. Is. He?" Jett growled out. She could see his body resisting the urge to shift, joints bulging and bones cracking loudly.

Words escaped her, a coherent thought was impossible and her eyes were welling up with unshed tears.

"Jett," Jett whipped around as the source of his rage appeared behind him. Jacob stood just at the bottom of the steps, his brow furrowed and the usual confidence and intimidation that Jacob exuded was lacking. He seemed guilty.

"You sick fuck," Jett snarled as he turned and rushed towards Jacob. Renesmee could see Jay standing off to the side, quiet and alert. She winced as Jett's fist connected with Jacob's face and her mouth watered at the smell of her imprint's fresh blood in the air. "Did you really think I wouldn't know it was you? Why are you sharing that – that shit?" Jett demanded as Jacob quickly recovered and he prepared to land another punch.

"The first punch was a freebie," Jacob said catching the younger wolf's fist, surprising both boys. "I had that coming but no more." Jett's eyes had widened in surprise, anger and shock at Jacob's boldness and strength. "Now just calm down and let's talk about this, please?"

"There is nothing to talk about." Jett snarled snatching his fist back. "She's my mother," Jett began to struggle with his words as growls, snarls and whimpers escaped his throat. He seemed as if he was battling with some internal demon. "Why would you do that? That's – that's disgusting."

"It's how you got here…both of you." Jacob answered matter-of-factly. Jay's face heated up with a blush and was then replaced with disgust. It was bad enough that he'd seen his Alpha, Leah, in a compromising situation through his father's nocturnal emissions but the last thing he wanted to see was Renesmee like that. Jay felt a cold shiver run up his spine at the mere thought of being subjected to such a thought – at least, at least Leah was likeable.

"Does this mean I need to have a talk with you two about," Jacob started looking between his sons with a slightly worried expression before he was interrupted by the arrival of Leah and Embry.

"Jett," Leah called out making a beeline for her son and throwing a cold, hard glare at Jacob in passing. "What are you doing out here? What happened?" Leah demanded as Renesmee slowly walked outside, the latter finally overcoming her fear and realizing what had prompted this violent outburst. Jacob had a wet dream, about Leah Clearwater of all people.

"This isn't going to work." Jett simply stated earning a groan from Jacob. Jay stood aside and looked on with a small smile as Jacob interrupted and tried to smooth out the whole situation. Leah stood between the two with a look of confusion as they tried to out talk the other.

"You dreamt about her?" Renesmee hissed out effectively ending the conversations. Jay's eyes widened and his muscles tightened, his wolf sensing the threat. It wasn't a major threat, it was plain to see that Renesmee was outnumbered and outmatched in every way possible. Leah stood an easy foot over the trembling hybrid.

"Yea, this is obviously a couples' spat…so I'm taking mine and heading home. Jett, home – now." Leah snarled when Jett tried to argue with her. Her tone left no room for argument and he stomped off for the forest, not before giving Jacob a warning growl. "Jay, you too. Back to bed." Renesmee felt a shiver of anger and jealousy as her own son smiled at Leah sheepishly and quickly followed through, not even bothering to give his parents the same 'good night'. Leah did at least wish the 'happy' couple a good night and said something to Jacob in what could have only been Quileute as Jacob solemnly nodded his head.

Once the two were alone Renesmee turned to Jacob, hands on her hips, foot tapping and an expectant look upon her face. Her patience was quickly waning as Jacob stood, still looking after Leah.

"Well," She hissed out, her voice sounding more shrill then she would've liked.

A/N: Well here is the next update. Sorry for the confusion, if any, but there was a lot that was going on but not enough to break apart and leave on it's own...at least not in my mind. Hope everyone has been doing well? Not much to report since my last update, just glad the hustle and bustle of the holidays are over...but now I have to PAY for the excitement. The season of giving doesn't end until you're done giving back to the AMEX. But you all know what to do: read and review. Let me know what you think because it makes my day. I have the next chapter mapped out and just need to run through a couple of things but I plan on having it up before month's end...that's not a promise. Loves, hugs and deuces!