Random idea I'm playing with. PLEASE REVIEW! Warnings per chapter. Mentions of child abuse. Oh and I own nothing!

"Carlisle," Esme said from across the room, "You need to calm down."

"Calm down?" I asked trying to keep my emotions in check, "The Volturi has my son!"

I knew that I was scaring my family and I hated that, but it was basically my fault that my son was missing. Of course, I was left alone with Jasper, Esme went to get a movie to watch and Seth was going to check in at his home, while he was taking a nap.

Everything was supposed to be fine. It wasn't going to take long, but it did give me enough time to think. Or it was supposed to. Not ten minutes after everyone else I heard someone upstairs.

Rushing up there I threw open Jasper's door and saw no one was there. I tried my best to track him down, but I couldn't. there was only one thing I knew for sure and that was who had my son.

That was five minutes ago. Now everyone, Cullen's and werewolves alike, were collected outside of the house trying to figure out what was going on. At least get some sort of answer.

"Why are we here?" Sam said glaring at me, "A vampire is missing. What is…"

"No," I growled out, "A vampire isn't missing. My son is! I know you don't see this, but Jasper, Edward, Alice, Rosalie, Emmett, and Bella are my children. This is my family! If you do not wish to help then leave, but never insinuate that they are just some random people to me!"

Sam stared at me shock in his eyes before he nodded his head slightly. I told everyone that they were to track down Jasper and text me when they found him. This was my son they took and I was going to end this.

"Alice," I said calling her back, "Do you see anything?"

"I can't pinpoint a place," Alice said softly, "They keep changing their minds. They're still in the woods though."

"Good, tell me if anything changes."

Running in the direction of a waterfall I tried to calm myself. When I finally found Jasper I didn't want to scare him anymore then he already was. He also hated me or feared me or something, adding to that didn't seem right.

I had no idea how long I had been running for before I felt my cell phone buzz. Seeing that it was from Alice I spun around and ran towards the destination she gave me hoping I wasn't too late.

By the time I got to the spot I saw Jane standing over Jasper as he writhed in pain on the ground. Feeling the last of my control slip I tackled the girl to the ground and wrapped my hands around her neck.

"Don't touch my son," I growled out tightening my grip.

"Let her go, Carlisle," Aro said in a calming voice, "I simply wanted to…"

"I don't care what you wanted. You stole my son from me. You think because you are a Volturi and that we were friends that I will bow to your will? You are mistaken. When it comes to my family there is nothing and no one I will not harm to protect them."

"I thought you were all about pacifism."

"Again, you have no concept of family. I may hold pacifism at a high standard, but Jasper is my son and I will forget that to protect him or any of my children!"

Feeling a wave of pain fill me my hand seized around Jane's throat slightly before the pain was gone all together. She seemed to realize that even with her power I could still kill her as long as my hand was around her neck.

"Jane," Alec said softly.

"Don't," Jane said looking at him over my shoulder, "I will be fine."

Even as she said that I knew that she wasn't sure about that. No one had seen me fly off the handle like this and for their sakes I hoped I never had to do this again. She was right though, as long as I got my son away from them safely nothing would happen to her.

"Never come after my family again," I said glaring at them, "Is that understood?"

"Yes," Jane said calmly, "Will we not do something like this again."

"Good."

Pulling away from Jane fully I walked over to Jasper and lifted him up. I expected him to flinch or to pull back, but he simply wrapped his arms around my neck and sobbed into my chest.

"One question though," Jane asked before I could leave.

"What?" I said not turning around.

"What happened to him?"

"I don't know and I don't care. He's my son and as long as I consider him that nothing is going to stop me from protecting him."

Sweeping out of the clearing I started to run as quickly as I could to the house. I knew that Alice had gathered everyone there or they would have been around during the argument.

As soon as I got into the sight of the house I heard a collective sigh of relief. Jasper was safe, terrified, but safe. And nothing was going to take him away from us again.

"Let's get inside," I whispered against the top of his head, "I'm sure you'd like a nap."

Jasper nodded his head slowly though I could already feel the energy leaving him. Everyone followed me inside though they kept their distance for the most part. Scaring Jasper any further was out of the question.

As I walked upstairs I noticed that only Seth was following me now. I knew that he was probably the only person that could keep Jasper from completely breaking right now and I was thankful he had someone.

"Here," I said laying him gently on his bed, "Sammy will protect you while you sleep. I'll just be downstairs with everyone else. We won't leave you."

I turned to walk out of the bedroom when I felt something grip my shirt. Turning around I saw Jasper holding my shirt tightly. He looked so lost in that moment with tears streaming from his wide eyes.

"Daddy?" Jasper whispered so softly even I almost missed it.

"Yes son?" I asked sitting on the bed.

"Son?"

"Yes, Jasper. You are my son. You will always be my son. I love you."

"Love too. Daddy, stay?"

"Of course."

Laying next to Jasper I allowed him to cuddle against me hoping that the coldness of my body wasn't going to bother him. Before I knew it though he was fast asleep and holding onto me tightly.

Since I couldn't sleep I decided that now would be the best time to meditate. I'd be there if Jasper needed anything, but it would at least clear my mind enough to calm me down.

When I first saw Jasper as a child I knew that this was going to break my heart. Jasper had no idea who I was, no idea who anyone was. Why he started to trust us so easily was beyond me.

Maybe Jasper was just that type of person. He almost instantly trusted us, but that didn't mean that his guard was going to come down any further then that. I loved that about him.

Truthfully I loved everything about him. He was my son. Now though I realized how little any of us really knew about him. Even after so many years of us being a family he hid part of himself.

"Daddy?" Jasper said causing my eyes to pop open.

Looking over at Jasper I expected to see the little boy I had gotten used to the past few days. Instead there laid my fully grown son. Smiling at Jasper I couldn't help but lean over and kissed his forehead.

As I did that I waited for his to jump away from me asking what had happened. Instead Jasper cuddled closer against me and just laid there. Maybe he did remember everything.

"He hit me," Jasper said softly, "My father."

"That's why you were afraid of me," I said nodding my head, "You thought I was going to be like your father."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, son. Are you afraid of me now?"

"No."

"Good. I meant what I said, Jasper. You are my son and nothing is going to change that. I will never allow them to hurt you again."

Jasper smiled slightly at me before resting his head on my chest again. He finally saw me as his father and I couldn't be more happy about that. Now the family was complete.

"Seth," Jasper said pulling away from me and looking at the wolf, "Thank you. I know you're probably confused as to why you reacted so strongly to me when you saw me as a child. In truth I'm not sure, but it is possible that somehow we are related. I'm not sure though."

Seth barked softly and jumped on the bed before licking Jasper's face and laying down. A soft laugh fell from Jasper's lips as he gently started to pet the wolf. A second later he was off the bed and handing me a sketch book Alice had gotten him.

Opening it to the first page I saw a drawing of myself. Even though Jasper had been extremely young when he drew it I saw just how amazing he was. Drawing came natural to Jasper.

"Thank you, son," I said kissing the top of his head.

"You're welcome, Dad," Jasper said smiling slightly.