It has been a month since Sarah's funeral, a month in which Billy has vivid nightmares, a month since everything has changed within his household. Rachel has graduated and left La Push as if there was fire at her heels to attend college in the big city, but he knew she just wanted to leave the pain of her mother's loss behind, somewhere fresh and free of non-stop memories, and doesn't blame her. Alejandra has been over almost every day for the kids and him, and Billy is thankful for her unconditional support and her presence. The guys have also been here to keep him company and just offer their support as every day becomes easier to accept but harder to grasp their new reality. He has been hiding a secret from the kids as well as Alejandra, and he knows that if Alejandra ever finds out that he broke his promise, she will be furious.

The truth is that when the kids and Alejandra leave the house, he drinks and drinks and drinks He drinks so much that living room spins and he loses his balance as he blacks out for long periods of time. He knows he promised Alejandra that he wouldn't drink for the kids, but sometimes his grief and bitterness at having lost his wife, ripped away from the kids and him too soon, overwhelms him. The men who caused all of this died from a drug overdose. So not only did the kids and he lose Sarah, but they also lost the chance of ever truly getting closure for what that man took from them. All that is left is their grief. After Rachel graduated and left for the big city, Rebecca has expressed her desire to follow her big sister, and so she has been studying non-stop in order to graduate now that she recently turned 18 years old.

Alejandra comes and spends time with he and the kids and to be honest having her here during this tough time for all of us is a blessing and i know the kids appreciate having their aunt with them. Jacob is the one that has had a harder time to adjust to our new life without his mother, hearing Jacob wake up in the middle of the night crying and yelling out for his mother as he searches for her around the house only to realize that she is truly gone breaks my heart as jacob breaks down in my arms as i carry him back to bed and stay with him the rest of the night singing to him old Quileute songs that have been passed done from generation to generation within my family,

In the quiet of the night,

Under the moon's gentle light,

Ancestors' voices call,

Guiding us through it all.

Waves crash upon the shore,

Echoes of those who came before,

In dreams, they speak to me,

Whispering our history.

Sleep now, my little one,

Your journey has just begun,

With the spirits by your side,

In their love, we will abide.

As the song comes to an end, I look down at Jacob, who is lying on my chest. I hope that one day he will come to understand the situation and know that he is loved by everyone. For now, myself, his sisters, and his aunt will be there for him no matter what. I embrace Jacob closer and continue to hum the familiar tune to the song my father and grandfather used to sing to me as a child. It's a song that makes me feel closer to my ancestors, and I hope all my children will pass it down to their children when I am no longer here.

As Jacob's breathing steadies and he drifts off to sleep, I can't help but think about the future. I know the day will come when I have to tell Jacob about our family's legacy. I hope that when that day arrives, I will have done everything I can to teach my son everything he needs to know about our heritage. I want him to understand the strength and resilience that runs through our bloodline, and to carry that with him always.

For now, I hold him close, feeling the weight of responsibility and love. I continue to hum the song, letting its soothing melody fill the room, and I find comfort in the connection it brings to our past and future as I allow my eyes to close and slip into a dream where sarah is still here with me and the kids, where i can see her smile and feel the warmth of her laughter, if only it was real..one day this moment of grievance will come to pass, after all there is saying that says "The pain passes, but the beauty remains."...Sarah's beauty and love will always remain within us and as i slip deeper into my dream, for a moment i swore i heard my father's deep but vibrant voice whisper "She is with us. Rest easy, my wolf, for she watches over you always."