Accidentally Perfect

Summary: Just when Paul was getting things right with Rachel he finds out a fling he had is five months pregnant with his child. Now he's torn between being there for his child and being the man Rachel wants to marry.

Chapter One - Accidents Happen

It hadn't meant to happen. Well it was meant to happen, obviously. Fate was somewhere laughing at it's handy work as Paul Lahote sat in the living room of the Cullen's house. He leaned forward in his chair with elbows on his knees. He had always known karma was going to bite him in the ass one day for his promiscuous ways but he had never thought it would bite him this hard.

It was common knowledge in LaPush, that Paul was a player. He had gone through every girl in his class in high school as well as a few of the girls who attended Forks High school. No one had thought he would settle down until of course he met Rachel Black and all of a sudden the man was no longer chasing a different girl every few days but instead he was only chasing after one in particular.

He was now engaged to an amazing woman and working hard to provide the perfect life for his fiancé yet here he was.

Waiting, if not slightly impatiently for the news he dreaded to hear.

'God, how did I screw up this bad?' Paul thought as he rubbed his face. This was the last place he had ever wanted to be. In a house owned by leaches, waiting for Dr. Fang to finish running tests.

Paul had made some mistakes in life but at that moment in time he would of had classed this as his biggest if it wasn't for the guilty that pooled in his stomach. This wasn't a mistake. It was an accident. A majorly big accident.

But accidents happen right? Expect this one had decided to pop up in Paul's life at exactly the wrong time. He was happy, soon to be married. His life was for the first time in a long time, perfect. He had the girl of his dreams but fate decided he needed this little hiccup to spice up his what was slowly becoming mundane life.

Paul stood up as he heard the opening of the doctors office door open and two pairs of footsteps walking towards the living room. Paul felt his heart race slightly as Dr. Fang came into view. He gave Paul a careful smile as he stood to the side.

Behind Carlisle Cullen stood a young man, he looked barely 20 with a chocolate complexion, dark curly hair and even darker brown eyes. He was a little shorter than Paul and was of the same muscular build. He had the perfect swimmers body, well he had.

Paul rubbed the back of the neck as he waited for the news. "Well?"

Carlisle cleared his throat. "Perfectly healthy."

Paul sighed in relief. Carlisle smiled at the shifter before continuing. "The baby is growing normally and is as healthy as it should be."

Paul nodded as he adverted his gaze from the doctor to the young man who couldn't stop smiling since leaving Carlisle's office. He then let his eyes wonder down to the mans stomach which was no longer toned and flat like Paul had remembered from their night together.

Instead there was a bump which the man had tried to cover with a large jumper as it wasn't exactly normal for a man to be pregnant but then again they both weren't normal.

It seemed that the elders had left out some vital information in regards to two members of the pack having inter-course. Which had led Paul to this moment.

He pack brother was pregnant. With his baby.

"Both mother and baby are perfectly healthy. We did a sonogram to determine the sex but I'm sure Drake would rather deliver that news." Carlisle said as he turned to Drake and shook his free hand. "See you next week for another check up Drake." He then smiled and rubbed his belly which made Drake laugh slightly. Carlisle smiled at the pair again before returning to his office, leaving Drake and Paul to escort themselves out.

Paul looked away from Drake as he got his jacket and headed for the door. Drake followed. He placed his hands in his jumper's front pocket as walked a few steps behind Paul as they walked towards Paul's truck.

Paul and Drake had barely spoken to each other since Drake had told him the news a few weeks ago. They hadn't seen each other either. Drake had been spending most of his time with the Cullen's, who were monitoring his pregnancy as they feared it could of been as dangerous as Bella's but in fact surprised when despite the carrier being male was perfectly normal.

Paul had only just gotten used to the fact he was about to be a father. Though he hadn't spoken to Drake about how much involvement he would be allowed to have seeing as he and Drake hadn't ended on very good terms. He had been more than surprised when Drake had texted him the morning before inviting him to his appointment at the Cullen's.

He had second thoughts about going but was glad he was allowed to be apart of something as minor as a doctor's appointment.

"It's a girl." Drake said quietly as he sat in the front seat of Paul's truck. "If you're wondering."

Paul nodded in shock. 'A daughter.' He thought. Now fate was really screwing with him. A boy he could of handled. But now he was absolutely screwed.

"Carlisle said she's perfect in every way. Ten fingers, ten toes, her heart beat is normal. She's extremely active which he says is a really good thing." Drake smiled as he looked down at his stomach.

Paul smiled slightly as he kept his eyes on the road. This had been the most Drake had spoken to him since he had told him he was pregnant.

"He gave me a few copies of her sonogram. You can see her pretty clearly. Well from the side." Drake turned to Paul. "You can have one if you like."

Paul turned to Drake in shock. "Really?" Drake nodded. "Yeah, only if you want it. I don't want you to feel like you have to have one."

Paul smiled though he felt Drake had asked him more than if he wanted a sonogram picture. He had asked him if he wanted to be involved. "Of course I want one."

Drake nodded and continued to look at his stomach. "He gave me a few so I'm going to give one to Emily. She's been really supportive over the past few months."

Paul nodded as he listened. It had hurt him to find out that Emily and Sam had known about this before him but after the way he had treated Drake, he hadn't expected him to run and tell him as soon as he found out. Sam was their alpha and the only person Drake really had.

Drake's parents had died in a car crash just after he was born. His father was Quileute, his mother African-American. They didn't live on the reservation but his fathers mother still did when they died. Drake was sent to live with his grandmother and aunt until his aunt got married and started her only family and his grandmother died. Everyone had thought his aunt would of taken him in but she turned his back on him and let social services take him into care. He had been in and out of foster homes in Forks until social services finally had no where else to place him, until he was eighteen, so they called the council and they placed him with Sam and Emily.

That's where he had been since he was sixteen and now at twenty years old he was still there. Emily and Sam had become the family he had never had and when he shifted for the first time he gained the pack as the brothers he also never had.

He and Paul hadn't been close but the sexual tension was there which was what led to their little accident. It was the night before Paul was going to propose to Rachel and he knew if he didn't have sex with the young male he would always wish he had so he did.

The next morning, harsh words where said and Drake left and hadn't spoken to him until the day he turned up at the home he shared with Rachel and told them both about his pregnancy.

Rachel had been pissed, so had Paul. Luckily Drake had brought Sam for moral support and he had stopped Paul from going absolutely crazy and doing something he would of regretted. That didn't stop Rachel from going crazy though.

Paul flinched as he thought of how she had flipped the switch and verbally abused Drake, his mixed heritage and the baby he carried. Since then Sam and the rest of the pack had refused to speak to her. She had insulted a member of the pack and harshly as well.

She had forgiven Paul the same day but still resented Drake for giving Paul she had yet to give him as well as making her only friends in LaPush turn their backs on her. She was even more furious when Paul had told her his plans for the day. Paul couldn't understand why she expected him to turn his back on his child after his father had turned his back on him. He wouldn't do that to his daughter. But he couldn't leave Rachel. He loved her. He love only her and his baby. He would marry Rachel and be apart of his and Drake's baby's life. She would just have to get used to the idea.

Paul turned off the engine after the pulled into Sam and Emily's driveway. He exhaled a breathe as he sat back in his seat. Drake stared ahead at the house he had come to call home.

"Say something?"

Paul turned to Drake. "I'm just in shock. I never imagined myself the father-type yet I'm about to become one."

"Yeah, I never imagined myself a mother but I adjusted." Drake replied coldly.

Paul sighed. "I don't regret the baby Drake. I want to be involved as much as you let me." Paul turned to Drake and gently placed a hand on his stomach. He smiled as he felt something move under the jumper and Drake's skin. That was his baby.

"I want you to be involved as well but after the way Rachel reacted.. I don't know." Drake answered honestly.

Paul turned to Drake. "What?"

Drake sighed. "She doesn't like me, she doesn't like the baby. I don't want my baby around someone like that."

Paul removed his hand and sat up. "One it's our baby and two Rachel is going to be my wife."

Drake rolled his eyes. "Yeah I know and she hates our baby"

Paul sighed and grabbed the bridge of his nose. "She doesn't hate the baby."

"That's bullshit and you and I both know it." Drake snapped as he pushed the truck door open and got out. Paul sighed again as he slammed the door closed and quickly ran into the Uley house hold.

Drake huffed as he walked into his room and shut the door behind himself. He angrily pulled off his jumper and through it across the room before shitting on his bed. He hated how Paul effected him.

He couldn't understand why he was in love with that woman. He couldn't understand why Paul would want their daughter around that woman and why he would want to marry her. It wasn't out of jealously. Drake and let go of his feelings for Paul a long time ago but he couldn't help but wonder what if.

What if he didn't marry Rachel and what if he chose him? It would never happen but that didn't mean it didn't hurt Drake that he daughter would never have a proper family. With a mommy and a daddy.

When he had first gotten pregnant he had wondered if he should maybe give the baby up for adoption. Give her two happily married parents instead of one. After careful thinking he realised he didn't want to give his baby up regardless of who her father was or wither he was married or not. He loved his baby but he didn't want to share her with Rachel, whom he feared would try to become his daughters 'mother' after she and Paul married.

She hated him and the baby but she had none of her own and seeing as Paul wanted to be involved, Drake feared she would try to convince Paul into getting full custody. That had always been Drake's biggest fear.

He had no blood family other than an aunt that turned her back on him and now this baby he carried was his family. He was going to be a mother and he wouldn't let anyone take that from him.

Drake rubbed his clothe-less stomach as he learned against the wall his bed was against. He looked up as he saw Emily's head of black hair appear in his door way. "How was it?" She grinned as she stepped into the room.

Drake smiled. "It's a girl."

Emily squealed as she sat on the bed and hugged the man who had become like a little brother to her. "That's amazing. Looks like Sam was right."

Drake nodded. He and Emily was sure it would be a boy but Sam had thought otherwise. "Yeah. She's perfect according to Dr. Cullen. I have pictures." Drake said as he reached into his jumper pocket and pulled out the copies of the sonogram. He had forgotten to give Paul his copy after their argument.

"Here," he smiled as he showed Emily. "that's yours and Sam's copy."
Emily stared at the picture in awe. "She looked so tiny. I'm in love."

Drake laughed. "She's the perfect weight according to Carlisle. I've never heard someone said the word 'perfect' so many times. She's perfect."

"That she is." Emily replied. She smiled and gave Drake a one armed hug. "She has you as a parent."

"Thanks Emily." Drake replied as he laid his head on Emily's shoulder.

Paul stared into space as he sat at his kitchen table with a bottle of beer in his hand. He hadn't moved his he had gotten back from dropping Drake home. Rachel was at work and the pack was either patrolling, with their mates or at Sam's and after Paul's mini argument with Drake, he didn't exactly want to be in the same vicinity as the younger man.

He felt like he couldn't please anyone. Rachel didn't want him to be around his baby and Drake didn't want his baby to be around Rachel. No matter what Paul chose he would end upsetting someone.

Paul had decided he wanted to be a father but he had decided a long time ago he wanted to be a husband. Rachel's husband. Fatherhood had never been in the cards he dealt. Marriage had.

He felt conflicted. After finding out about the baby he had known his life would change dramatically but he hadn't expected it to change so quickly. He thought within the nine months he would be able to adjust but Drake had only given him four before the arrival of their daughter. Paul's daughter.

He was excited but terrified. He couldn't wait to see the baby he had created but knew the moment that baby entered this world his marriage and relationship to Rachel would suffer unless Rachel changed her attitude or he decided that he no longer wanted to be apart of his daughters life.

Paul doubted the latter would happen. He was too stubborn and he was hellbent on being a better father than his had been.

Paul continued to stare into space as he took another sip of his beer. His thoughts drifting back to the night that changed his world...

Paul sat in the living room of his two bedroom house he shared with Rachel, who was at that moment cuddled into his side watching some silly romantic comedy, they had watched a hundred times before.

He smiled as he hugged his soon to be wife. He couldn't help but feel content and at peace with his life. It was in a word, perfect.

Suddenly a banging came from there door and the pair turned to each other, having not expected company at such a late time. "I'll get it." Paul said as he untangled himself from his fiancé and walked towards there front door.

As he opened he couldn't help but he surprised when he saw Drake standing on his porch with Sam standing a few steps behind him. "Paul, may we come in?" Sam asked.

Paul couldn't muster an answer but nodded. He couldn't understand why his alpha would be here and with Drake, of all people. If this had been about the pack he would of asked Jared to attend and Paul would of known about it being third in command.
Rachel sat up in her seat, noticing the guests. "Sam, Drake.. What a lovely surprise" she smiled. "What can we do for you at such a late hour?"

Paul stood in confusion next to the couch. He eyes wandered to Drake who stood with his arms folded over his oversized hoody. He hadn't looked Paul in the eyes since entering his home.

"I'm afraid we're not hear for a friendly visit." Sam replied in a cold tone.

Rachel looked confused. "Oh. Then why are you here?" She asked the alpha. Sam looked at Drake, who refused to take his eyes off the floor and then to Paul. "I can not say. This is between Paul and Drake."

"What do you mean?" Rachel asked. "What's Paul done now?" She joked while Paul's heart caught in his throat.

Sam looked at Paul and through his gaze told him to admit what had happened seeing as it was clearly obvious that Drake wasn't about to admit to anything either. Paul stuttered as he tried to find the words. "I- We- Errr.."

Rachel stood up and turned to Paul. "What happened Paul?"

Paul sighed and grabbed the bridge of his nose. "We had sex. But it meant nothing." He replied, putting his hands up in defence. Drake's head snapped up and glared daggers at Paul.

Rachel gasped as Paul's words sunk in. She took a breathe. "Well.. If it didn't mean anything.." She grounded her teeth together. "I don't understand why you are both here." She spat as she directed her gaze at Drake. "It meant nothing."

Sam folded his arms over his chest and looked over at Drake who was staring daggers at Paul. He sighed. "It seemed the elders left out an important detail about when members of the pack mate."

Paul turned to Sam. "What do you mean? What did they leave out?"

"That the more submissive wolf can conceive." Sam replied.

Paul stepped back. "What are you saying?"

"That I'm pregnant." Drake snapped.

"This can't be happening." Rachel shouted. "This is some sick joke Sam."

"It's not some joke Rachel." Sam responded. Rachel scoffed. "You expect me to believe some little mutt who couldn't keep their legs closed is now knocked up by my fiancé?" She spat.

"Hey!" Sam shouted. "Do not insult Drake."

"And why the hell not?" Rachel shouted back. "He's obviously lying!"

"Would I be lying about this?" Drake questioned as he pulled up his T-shirt and instead of a flat lean stomach was a slightly large bump. Paul couldn't keep his eyes off the thing. It was right there. His future in the stomach of his pack mate.

"You filthy mutt!" Rachel screamed as se lunged for Drake. Sam ran between them and push Rachel back into the wall. At that moment Paul snapped and lunged for both Drake and Sam. Sam easily knocked Paul to the ground and growled. "Do not touch him!" He ordered and Paul whimpered as he felt the alpha command take hold.

"And you!" Sam spat as he turned to Rachel. "Do not blame Drake for any of this when you fiancé has just as much blame in this!"

Rachel glared at Sam. "It's probably not even his baby. That mixed raced slut would open his legs for anyone. Admit it Sam you've even pounded into hi-"

"ENOUGH!" Sam shouted. "How dare you!"

Rachel was breathing heavily. Her face full of rage but she didn't say another word.
Sam looked at both her and Paul in disgust. "Come on Drake." He wrapped an arm around the young male and started walking towards the door.
Once they had come off the porch Rachel ran to the door. "Damn you Drake. And damn your baby to hell!" She screamed as Sam's tuck disappeared down the road. He took another deep breathe before slamming the door behind her as she stormed up to the bedroom,she would normally share with Paul, leaving Paul on the floor.

Paul had remembered every thought he had had after Emily had gone to bed. He had wondered if it was all real. If he was dreaming or having a nightmare but as the sun rose he had realised this wasn't a dream. It was his life now.

And after spending all night trying to figure out how he would carry in down this road, he made the decision to be a father to his baby.

As much as it would change his life. He knew it was the right thing to do.