I can be pretty easy-going. I get along with most, but yet I tend to be quiet. Lost in my thoughts quite a bit. Long ago memories haunting my dreams and waking hours. I do like to have fun with my friends, and go riding with them. I'd do anything for my friends, and the club. I love helping others whether it be doing my job as a High Mountain ranger or just on my own. If I hear one of the older ranchers is needing help with something I'm right there to help them taking nothing in return. With some of them anymore I'm on their speed dial. I'm always there to help with my younger siblings too whether it be help with their homework or picking them up from school or an activity. I enjoy going for long rides on my Harley with my brothers, my dad, and the club. There's nothing quite like that feeling of rolling thunder between your legs.

[smear:#f5c611]Positive Traits:[/smear:#4919e6:0]
1)Meticulous: Taking great care with minute details.
2)Spunky: An inclination toward liveliness and high energy.
3)Passionate: Being capable of or expressing deep feeling.
4)Focused: Having fixed concentration and attention.
5)Observant: Paying careful attention.
6)Creative: Having the power or inclination to bring new things into existence.

[smear:#4919e6]Negative Traits:[/smear:#f5c611:0]
1)Stubborn: Unyielding or obstinate.
2)Perfectionist: Perceiving anything less than perfection as failure.
3)Verbose: Wordy; inclined to say more than is needed.
4)Violent: Using physical force to intimidate, abuse, or cause injury.
5)Impulsive: Acting on desires, whims, or inclination without forethought.
6)Mischievous: Maliciously or impishly troublesome.

My origins date back to before Big Sky was a town or Montana was even a state to the Shoshone Indians who occupied what is Big Sky today. My family descends from the great chiefs of the Shoshone Indians. I can't tell you exact dates, but when most of the Shoshone were rounded up by the army the Big Sky tribe which was small remained untouched. Continuing to live out their lives here. Our ancestor Soaring Sly Falcon and his squaw Golden Dawn were just starting a family when they became one of the founding seven families of Big Sky Montana.

Soaring Sly Falcon was also one of the founding members along with the other six men of the founding families of the Wild Wolves MC. Those men kept up on all of the new trends and made Big Sky What it is today. The MC is still prospering as well. A lot more members than it was a hundred and twenty five years ago. Some of the old bikes from back then remain in the family and are in a special place in our family garage. Almost as if a shrine for them.

My name is Jethro Kendale Falcon, and I'm third born to Cobalt and Solstice Falcon. River was four when I was born, and Ransym was two. Dad said I was a quiet baby, and hardly ever cried. So the nanny at night was always checking to make sure I was breathing and alright. Dad was the only loving hand that I ever really knew as a child. Mom said nine months of carrying us was more than enough for her, and handed us over to the nannies to raise. Dad though loved every single one of us, and was always hands on. Even getting up at night when he would hear us cry and taking us from the nanny whoever it was at the time to give a bottle to or change. It was like he lived for those little moments with his children. Wanting to share in anything and everything.

By the time I was six I had four younger siblings. Valiant, Sly, Skyler and Oliver. The latter of who was just barely born. There was one nanny that I didn't like at all. Something about her just didn't sit right with me. She was a bit mean to my older brothers I thought always getting after them about things. None of the other nannies did that. She seemed to like me though, and was always watching me. River and Ransym were seldom in the nursery anymore as they had gotten older. I was still sent there being only six when I would come home from school. I hated that they got to go do their own thing, and I was stuck in the nursery. At least till dad got home. I wanted to go outside and play. Have fun. Instead it was usually naptime for my younger siblings so I had to be quiet. Forced to take a nap sometimes to which I detested. I had too much pent up energy.

Sometimes I would take that time to draw or just read. One day the nanny laid down with me and ran her hand through my hair. I had went rigid not liking it at all, and tried to get away, but she pulled me to her saying it was alright. Holding me tight to her, and sang to me. A few day later when another nanny was on duty she came in and said she was heading to town to get a few things, and told the other nanny that she was taking me with her. I didn't like hearing that at all, and I threw a fit for a change, but the other nanny having enough had picked me up and put me in the other nanny's arms, and she walked away with me. My younger siblings now awake from there nap after my fit and crying.

When we got to her car and she sat me down I tried to make a break for it seeing River and Ransym playing in the yard. She grabbed me though, and I yelled for her to let me go gaining my older brother's attention. She more or less tossed me in the car seat, and even with me twisting and turning and screaming she got me buckled in. My brothers were there by then. She told me to shut up and be a good boy or I would be in trouble! She shut the door and I heard her talking to my brothers who kept badgering her. She'd finally had enough, and got in locking the doors. I was crying by now, and I saw Ransym hit her window telling her to let me go! River joining in on hitting the windows yelling at her to let me go. She just laughed starting the car up and drove away from the mansion that we lived in.

As she drove away my heart was sinking wondering if I would ever see my family again. She drove through town and I sat in the back crying as I watched places in town go by the car window. It was when town disappeared behind us that the fear really set in. "Where are we going?" I asked my voice breaking on a sob. She looked at me in the rear view mirror mirror and smiled. "I'm your new mommy now. Your mommy and daddy don't want you so I took you. They decided they have way too many kids so they gave you to me." She smiled derangedly back at me, before concentrating on driving. I was shaking I was so scared and really crying now. Daddy had told me just yesterday how much he loved me though. He said he was going to take me and Valiant along with our older brothers up the mountain this weekend and we were going to have fun. So I really didn't believe a word she was saying.

That was only the beginning of a week of horror. I had tried getting out of the car seat, but I couldn't get the lock things she had on there to come undone. She'd go through drive thru's to get food, and told me I was going to be in big trouble if I said anything. It was usually McDonalds and I was getting sick of eating food from there. She'd stop when she was tired, and park the car in places where no one would find it to sleep. She'd let me out when we'd stop keeping a tight hold on my arm bruising it to keep me from running to let me go to the bathroom. I had one accident and she was furious actually spanking me for it. She got pull ups for me after that in case I had another one. I just wanted my daddy, and hurt from her grabbing at me and hitting me. She'd backhanded me a couple of times when I wouldn't stop crying. Telling me I needed to shut up so she could think.

The backseat was littered with happy meal boxes and other trash. It even smelt like McDonalds in here now. If there wasn't a McDonalds somewhere she'd go in a gas station and get some kind of food. Eating candy bars and lots of coffee to keep her awake for longer periods of time. If she saw a cop she'd start to hyperventilate till the went on. Being only six I had no idea why. I was miserable and hurt everywhere. I wanted my daddy's arms around me again. To feel safe and sound again. To be loved. Time passed slowly, and I don't know how many days passed. One day we stopped so she could get some sleep. We were in a wooded area. She got me out of my car seat, but I was too tired and hurting to fight anymore. When we came back from the woods my eyes widened seeing a few men around the car. "DADDY!" I screamed out seeing him there along with his identical twin, and she stopped abruptly picking me up and running as I fought with her trying to get away.

Going around some trees was an embankment and she didn't know falling down it with me. I flew out of her arms and I screamed in pain when I hit the ground. The momentum took me on down the embankment though knocking the air out of me. I could hear her screams of pain and frustration. I fought to catch my breath, and it wasn't till someone was there picking me up in their arms that a gasp of breath came back into me. I was hurting so bad that the sobs immediately came to me. The arms that held me though were gentle and I heard my daddy's voice telling me that it was going to be alright now. That he had me, and nobody was going to hurt me again! I passed out, and when I woke up I was in a hospital. My dad was right there beside me though as was his twin. My uncle Cavalier. I knew it wasn't just them that had come after me though. I'd see the biker cuts on the other men. My dad and uncle were in the Wild Wolves MC Club.

I had a broken arm and a broken leg from that fall down the embankment so it was no wonder I had passed out from the pain. There were a lot of bruises on me from her too. My dad was instantly there holding me when I had said "Daddy?" He'd sat on my bed and was holding me on his lap. I looked up at him and saw he was crying. "I knew you didn't give me away to her daddy like she said. You said you loved me and you'd always be there. I knew that you would come." I told him as my own tears came. He was sobbing now and he told me that he'd always be there for me no matter what. He was going to love me forever and ever." My uncle had gotten up and left the room when I had said what I did leaving the two of us alone.

That stopped the string of nannies. I say string because before me Ransym had usually run them off with his antics. Dad didn't have the trust to have nannies anymore after Celine had kidnapped me. I think Ransym thought it might make mom actually care about us, but nothing is going to make that happen. All she cares about is her image, and keeping dad happy by giving him kids. She strings him along is my opinion, but I'm getting way ahead of myself here. Dad took me home as soon as he could. He was riding his bike so he made me as comfortable as he could on in front of him. Even got a pillow and velcroed it on his bike so I was sitting on that. He had my helmet with him so I had that on too. So I was more than comfortable, and felt safe and sound in dad's arms. My Uncle Rafael was one of the guys riding with dad and Uncle Cav. He's married to their little sister Marisol. He'd come and seen me giving me a teddy bear when I'd been in the hospital. Right now that teddy bear was safe and snug in dad's saddlebags. The other guys were right there to help dad with me too.

We stopped at hotels on the way back staying the night as dad wanted to make sure I got some rest. When we got back a few days later I was tired and ready to go to sleep. Only he didn't take me home. He took me to my aunt and uncles. When my older brothers came barreling out of the house with my cousin Cammie I knew why. My siblings were all here and my aunt and uncles. My Aunt Carmelita came rushing out of the house too with my Aunt Marisol. My brothers were talking a mile a minute to me wanting to know if Nanny Celine had done that to me. Neither of them were too happy at all. Sure they were happy to see me, but not with how I looked. Dad shooed the boys and my aunts off, before getting off of his bike and carefully picked me up. He carried me into his old family estate and back to a room my aunt had ready for me. Dad explained we'd be staying here for a little while. It was my brothers who told me that mom and him got into a yelling match after I was kidnapped and she'd packed a bag saying she was taking a vacation. It stung a little that she didn't even care about me, but it wasn't anything new.

I started having nightmares after that, and dad started sleeping with me keeping them at bay. When he wasn't there though I would wake up everyone in the house with me screams and cries. Those nights River and Ransym would come running and climb into bed. By the time my aunt would get there I'd be cuddled into them back asleep. After that they just crawled into bed with me. They were careful with my casts, and those six weeks were long having to wear them and not being able to walk or do anything on my own really. I was either propped up on the couch or in bed. I couldn't use crutches with a broken arm. So I got carried everywhere. The first time I had an accident, and my Aunt Marisol was the one who came to help me I cringed away from her. She got tears in her eyes as she pulled me into her arms holding me. I told her what had happened, and she growled hearing that I had been punished for it. She told me nobody here was ever going to lay a hand on me. She cleaned me up and gave me a kiss on the forehead, and then read me a story that I fell asleep halfway through it.

I'd gotten my mini bike when I was four, but hardly ever got to ride it unless dad was there. So after my kidnapping dad was around more often or my Uncle Cavalier and we got to ride more. I graduated finally to a dirt bike and eventually started motocross that I absolutely loved. I was scared at first going into the competitions, but River and Ransym had my back, and they were right there for me encouraging me. After that first one I was hooked. It was just like riding on home back on the Deveraux ranch on the dirt bike track there with all of my friends and my brothers.

Time passed, and the nightmares got fewer and farther between thankfully. Some days it was just a bad memory, but on some days it was a nightmare as a thought would come back to me now and then. Mom had come back after a while, and her and dad made up. More babies were born after that. Junior high came and I started sports. Luckily my arm and leg had healed when I was six that I had no problems with them. I tried all the sports that were offered, but I liked football and basketball. Well baseball too I guess I was really good at that. I had trust issues now after having been kidnapped so it took me a while to warm up to new kids and my teachers. The teachers all understood though as everyone in Big Sky knew I had been kidnapped when I was six. The best teacher I had ever had was Candy Garard back in first grade. She had come to visit me when I was laid up with my casts after my ordeal. She was an old lady of the MC so there were a lot of the old ladies that would stop by and help out with me.

Junior high passed on by and so did high school. There were a few girls I dated, but nothing special. A few of my friends joked with me wondering if I was gay, but I just told them I wasn't interested in dating really. I knew when the right girl came along I would know. That time came my first day of junior year. I was standing by my locker talking to some friends when I saw her coming down the hallway. It was like time had stood still. Her hair blowing back in an imaginable wind when it was probably just the momentum of her walk down the hallway. It was as if we were the only ones there, and the hall wasn't filled with clanking of lockers or kids talking. Just the two of us. One of my friends pushed me slightly trying to get my attention just barely pushing me on my shoulder, and I fell over right in her path just as she got there, and my arms caught her cushioning her fall for her with her landing on top of me. I froze with her laying on me though parts of my body had a mind of their own, and I'm sure she more than noticed it. I just held her and stared at her in shock. My friend was saying shit sorry, and trying to help us up, but I was lost in my own little world with the golden goddess!

It took me a few moments to recover and try to regain my composure as I just stared into her eyes. My cousin Carlos was filming something in the hallway, and got it all on camera so I get to relive this moment later on as If it wasn't already ingrained in me. The feelings of it as well. My let up my grip on her when she let out a sigh as I was coming back to my senses. My friends helped us up, and I drew in my breath taking a really deep one. A laugh escaped me when she spoke up with an accent that send a thrill through him. "Well, I would've never thought I would receive a welcome like that!" Somehow I was already falling down the rabbit hole. "I'm Jethro Falcon. How would you like to go to Rosewood's Soda Fountain after I get out of football practice?" I was holding my breath waiting for her answer totally ignoring my friends and cousins that were around.

Breath rushed in when she said that would be wonderful! After I noticed her look back at the Larson twins Rei and Hettie who encouraged her to say yes. I made plans to pick her up after practice, and things went from there. Our first date was great even with my older brothers and their girls showing up having gotten a video of everything that transpired. I wasn't surprised as after I'd been kidnapped they had both grown even more protective of me. Her name was Devin and she was from Switzerland. We were inseparable that year. Her host family was the Lawsons which explained why she'd looked back at the twins when I asked her out. I had my first real kiss with her, but that's about all we did.

I hated it when she had to go back to Switzerland after our junior year. I had taken her to Prom though and every other dance we had or whatever was going on. I had lots of pictures to prove it too. That summer I got a part time job with the High Mountain rangers knowing that I would be a ranger soon after I graduated. I was going through the movements, but not really living life with her gone. We talked when we could. Facetiming one another and text messages were constant. There was also email. It just wasn't the same though. My heart had left with her, and I couldn't really find joy in anything.

Senior year finally came around and I was back out for football, but it wasn't the same without her on the sidelines cheering me on since she had become a cheerleader last year. My friends tried to lift my spirits up, but it seemed like nothing could. On one of our facetimes I asked her if she would go to my Senior prom with me in the spring. She said "I don't know if I can make it." That was a bummer, but I didn't mention it again. I got Homecoming king that year, and hated not having her there to share it with me. The queen was Artemis Drakos who I had grown up with, and she was a good friend. She was dating Beau Vanderson who was a couple of years old than us. So when we had to do the kiss or a hug or something I gave her a peck on the cheek, and she just grinned. She knew where my heart was as did all of my friends.

For Christmas I got her a locket and had our picture from prom last year put in it. I was on pins and needles waiting for it to get to her after I sent it through the mail. Really wishing I could give it to her in person. That wasn't going to happen though. When she did get it I got a facetime from her and got to watch her open it. Dad who I had been with said I lit up like a Christmas tree when she facetimed me, and I blushed since he said it while I was on the call with her. She still wears it to this day. I facetimed her right away when I got my package in the mail. It had an advent calendar that has chocolates in it (swiss chocolate!) and a a really nice watch as well that she had engraved with the saying "Schaetzli" on it which means "my treasure". I cried when she translated it for me cause that was exactly how I felt about her!

Time seemed to be endless the rest of that year. When Prom rolled around I really didn't want to go, but my friends talked me into it. I was ready and waiting on them to pick me up since they had talked me into going with them. Everyone seemed to be home that day too. Well except mom of course she was gallivanting around Europe or somewhere. When the doorbell rang I ignored it knowing someone would get it since dad had been taking pictures of me. I really wasn't into it. River yelled at me "JETHRO! YOUR DATE'S HERE!" That confused me as I didn't have a date. I was more than shocked when I saw it was Devin. I couldn't believe she was standing there in a prom dress and ready to go to prom with me. I couldn't stop the tears that came not even noticing our friends and my family videotaping it. After lots of pictures that dad insisted on we were on our way to Prom. It was definitely the highlight of my senior year! It was also the night she told me she had decided to go to Big Sky University the next year. I was definitely on Cloud nine hearing that!

She stayed for a whole week, and I was more than happy. Enjoying things again, and looking forward to the next year! We hung out with friends some, and did our own thing. When she left the tears came back full force that wouldn't stop for awhile. I knew I was whipped, and I didn't care who knew! I was in love with Devin! I started counting down the days till she'd be back. Which that time went fast, and before I knew it she was back in my arms. Though there hadn't been a day that went by that we didn't talk or text. I almost forgot I started prospecting to the Wild Wolves MC when I turned eighteen too. So right before she came back I was a fully patched member of the MC. I couldn't wait for her to ride with me while I was wearing my new Kutte!

I also became a High Mountain ranger like my dad, uncles, older brothers and cousins. It felt good to be able to rescue people. My emotions rode high with my job and my relationship. I wasn't expecting to get to meet her parents when she came back. They came to get her settled in as well as meet the Larsons in person that had taken her in her junior year and made her a part of their family. I was so nervous, but they settled those nerves right away with how nice they were. They even met my dad and siblings while they were there. I think dad even showed them some parts of the mountains that our family loved to go to. I hated to see them go when they left.

Life was back to normal with me with Devin back here. We fell into a routine that I shook up from time to time with surprise dates and other things. I decided to take a few classes at the University. They were photography classes and drawing. I definitely enjoyed them. We had two classes together and I loved those classes getting to share them with her. For Christmas she was trying to talk me into going to Switzerland to meet the rest of her family. I wasn't sure about it, and discussed it with dad. He told me to hold on for a moment, and he went to his office where Uncle Cavalier was. They talked for a bit, and when he came back he told me to pack my bags that our whole family was going. Uncle Cavalier said he'd split his shifts between him and Uncle Rafael so our family could take a trip together. I called Devin right away telling her that dad had told me to pack my bags that all of my family would be going with us to Switzerland for Christmas! I don't think she knew what was in store for this Christmas with all of them going.

I have to admit that the trip was great. We felt right at home there with Devin's family. Of course mom wasn't with us. She never went anywhere with the family. Nor really spent any holidays with us. So the only awkward moment was when they asked about mom. It was my thirteen year old sister Skyler who piped up answering. "She's an egg donor to us. All she wanted was dad and him to be her arm candy. So she makes him happy giving him us. So all that really matters is dad! He's all the parent we could ever ask for." She answered truthfully. Dad had choked on his drink when she said mom was just an egg donor, and he was bright red when she finished. Devin's family seemed to accept that and we went on. My mom had never been a subject that Devin and I talked about. So when she asked me about it later I told her the truth. Pretty much elaborated more on what Skylar had already told everyone. I had seen dad pulling Skyler away later to have a talk with her. That was not a talk I wanted to ever know about though.

The kids were in awe of being in Switzerland so none of them really acted up. They were great excited now and then, but nothing totally off the wall. Though I'm sure Switzerland wasn't ready for Ransym and Ryot. Especially when they dressed up in their pirate outfits and dressed baby Ransym in a pirate outfit. Ransym was carrying Baby Ransym around in a baby carrier in front of him, and to top it off Ransym and Ryot put on a show for everyone in a well known tourist area having a sword fight with their fake swords. Or at least I hope they were fake. Dad had stopped it and taken Baby Ransym from Ransym, and then told them to carry on. At first I thought he was just trying to get them to quit, but nope he just wanted his grandson. When people came up to them after the show which they bowed for they signed autographs with some people thinking he was Captain Jack Sparrow. Devin's family seemed to take it all in stride though loving us.

The day before we were to leave we had been out exploring the town. Towards the end of the day I thought I saw my mom there with some woman in a restaurant area. When I got a look at the woman an immediate panic attack set in. I hadn't had a panic attack since I was in grade school. Devin had been over looking at one of the vendors with Rebel and Ryot. Dad and my older brothers were with me watching them and her family and the kids were around somewhere. Dad caught me helping me sit down. "Mom." I gasped out. "With Celine." I was barely able to get it out. He looked at my brothers who looked in the direction I had pointed, and ran that way. Dad got me calmed down. I was surprised that Devin hadn't come over, but I found out later that Rebel and Ryot had told her to let dad handle it. They had been there when I had them when I was little. Rebel had made the comment I hadn't had them since Grade School because of the kidnapping. So when Devin asked what kidnapping she had groaned and told her that it was my story to tell that she figured I had already told Devin.

That was one topic that I wanted to stay buried in the past so I had never told her anything. If I had really seen mom there along with Celine they had flown the coop. My brothers had found no signs of them. There had been some who though mom had something to do with my kidnapping that day, but dad hadn't wanted to ever believe that. So no one had brought it up again. The day was pretty much over at that unfortunately. I fell asleep as soon as we got back so I didn't get a chance to talk to Devin about it. I did wake up screaming that night from a nightmare that I thought I had grown out of long ago. After today they were back full force. Dad was the one who got to me and quieted me down. Pretty sure I woke the whole house up that night. Everyone was up late the next day. Our plane wasn't due to leave till later in the day. So I took Devin for a walk and told her the horrid truth, and why I had the panic attack the day before. Also that it had been me waking everyone up screaming from the dream. I had let a few tears go and she held me as I cried remembering as I told her about my horrific experience.

I said goodbye to her family and apologized to them for yesterday and last night. Dad had told her parents what had happened to me though when I was six, and they were very understanding giving me hugs goodbye along with Devin. Dad told them next year they'd all have to come to Big Sky and join us at Falcon Roost for Christmas. When they questioned Falcon Roost. He explained to them that it was the name of the estate he had grown up in given to it by his great grandfather, who had been a full blooded Shoshone chief, and one of the founding members of Big Sky. He said he'd give them a tour of it next Christmas or even before if they came to visit. Introduce them to his brother and sister and their families. He'd show them the old remains of the Shoshone village too. Finally we were on the plane and headed home.

My nightmares had continued, but not as often or bad now. Dad had confronted mom when she came home, and yes her passport did show she had been in Switzerland around that time which she admitted to. Though she denied even remembering who the nanny was who had kidnapped me or that she had anything to do with it. Let alone met up with her anywhere on her travels. Of course dad believed her and the subject was dropped. I did ask dad when I was younger what happened to Nanny Celine and he told me while he and the guys were seeing to me that when they had went back for her she was gone. They'd looked for her, but never found no trace of her. So she was still out there lurking somewhere which sent shivers down my spine.

The rest of that year flew by, and her family did come to Falcon's Roost for Christmas the next year. They had quite the time over here in America and dad and Uncle Cavalier showed them all the sights. Even ones that tourists were forbidden to see by Shoshone law. To dad they were already family as he knew how much I loved Devin. He told me one time that she brought back who I was before the kidnapping. The wide eyed little boy who was into everything, and had a curiosity that could have killed a cat. She brought out everything in me that shined and made me whole. We finished college, and I was working full time as a Ranger as time went on. Christmas's were sort of set in stone now that every other year we would go to Switzerland and the other they would come here. This last Christmas I had asked Devin's father for her hand in marriage, and he had given me his blessing. Here it was already September, and I had yet to ask her as it had been a chaotic year with the avalanche that killed a couple of my friends and older members of the MC. Then another members wife had been in an accident going over a bridge, and she still hadn't been found. I'd spent a lot of time this last summer out helping search for her. There was just never a good time, but one had to come soon. I had the ring and everything!