Title: Conviction

Warnings: Slash, language, angst, slight Blaine-bashing in later chapters, and smut!

World: Twilight (Post-NM) X Glee (Mid-Season 2 NO Klaine) Crossover

Summary:

When a vampire attack leaves his imprint dead, Billy convinces Paul that leaving La Push will help Paul get over the pain of the imprint. He ends up at a school in Ohio. What happens when he imprints again, this time on a member of the Glee Club?

Kurt is in a downward spiral. He is beset on all sides by bullies, and the Glee club can only provide so much help. But, when the new guy takes a romantic interest in Kurt, he knows Kurt needs saving. But is it saving from the bullies, or from himself?

A/N: This will be a Paul/Kurt pairing, so yes, there will be guys having SEX in this story. Don't like, don't read, blah blah blah. Also, the first few chapters will be rather full of angst. But, it will get better, I promise. Anyways, on with the story!

Chapter 1: Easier to Run

(Paul POV)

Mr. Black said it was easier to run. So I did. I took some clothes, my phone, and I drove. Away from La Push, away from my home, away from my pack, and away from the memories. But the memories wouldn't stay away,

Alex, lying broken at the bottom of a cliff,

No! He's gone. The farther I get, the less I should think of him. Yes, I'm gay. Got a problem with it? Most of the pack was okay with it, but stupid little five-foot-ten Brady had to go and mouth of about how he was stronger than me, just because he was straight. It took him a week and a half to recover from the beat down I gave him. And then, next thing you know, he imprints on even littler Collin! I will give him shit for that for the rest of his life. As I drove onward, I thought about anything and everything besides Alex. As night fell, I looked at the sheet of paper that my dad gave me once Mr. Black explained that I needed to leave. It contained the address of my distant cousin and her dads who lived in Lima, Rachel. It also contained a record of my transcript and an application to William McKinley High School. I saw a sign off the highway saying: "Lima, Ohio". I turned and drove through the winding streets until I pulled up outside the Berry's house. I dialed the number on the paper.

"Hello. Berry residence." A male voice answered. "Um, hi, my name is Paul Lahote, my dad is Mr. Berry's cousin?" "Oh, Paul! How are you?" "I'm good, but I have a problem. There have been… attacks in Forks, and my dad was afraid I'm one of the targets," At this there was a gasp. "So, he sent me away from Forks, and I ended up in Lima. Do you think I could-" Then Mr. Berry interrupted me. "Of course you can stay with us. You are always welcome here." "I'm just outside the house." "Please, come in!"

I hung up, grabbed my stuff out of the back of my truck and walked up to the front door. I knocked, timidly. I wasn't sure what to expect. I haven't seen Rachel in almost 10 years, since the last time I visited Lima. Suddenly, door opened and a rather short girl with long brown hair walked out. She was pretty, if I was straight. And she wasn't my cousin. She ran up and gave me a hug, then started talking in a rapid-fire voice. "Oh, wow, Paul! I haven't seen you in forever! You've gotten so big! How is your dad? What's La Push like? I-" she was cut off by her father's chuckling. "Rachel, let Paul breathe, okay?" Rachel laughed and pulled away. "Do you need any help with your bags?" I shook my head. "I don't have much."

Over dinner, Rachel's interrogation continued, with Mr. and Dr. Berry asking occasional questions. They were mostly banal, until Dr. Berry asked whether I had a girlfriend. I paused for a minute. "I had a boyfriend back in La Push. He was killed when the attacks started." My eyes began to tear up. Rachel reached over and took my hand. "It'll be alright." I nodded and continued to eat the spaghetti Rachel had made. "The pasta is really good, Rachel." I offered, trying to change the subject. Rachel caught the hint, and launched into a discourse on her special pasta-making method. Mr. Berry interrupted Rachel. "Rachel, maybe we should let Paul get his things unpacked. Could you show him to the guest room? We'll clean up after dinner. Also, Paul?" I turned. "Your dad called. We know about the pack, the vampires, everything." I was shocked. "There is a boy here in Lima who is descended from the Quileute. We think he is going to phase soon. Was Alex your imprint?" Dr. Berry gripped his husband's hand. I nodded mutely. "You should know… When you're young, and your imprint dies, you can imprint again. Be careful." Rachel got up and led me downstairs, to a midsized room with a queen-sized bed, a dresser, a closet, and a desk. A door across from the closet led to an in-suite bathroom. Rachel sat down with me on the bed. "I really am sorry about your boyfriend. What was he like?" I clasped my hands in my lap, and closed my eyes.

"I met Alex on the first day of school freshman year. He was beautiful. He had short blond hair, and green eyes that shone like emeralds. He had the most beautiful laugh. It was contagious. Anyways, I asked him out right then and there. I had imprinted, there was nothing else to be said. We went out for a whole year, up until the vampires came last week. I was patrolling and found a male vampire. He was out of his league. I took him out pretty quick. Then I found his mate. She was furious, she hated me. In retaliation, she found Alex. She took him, and threw him off of the cliff where we had our first kiss. All the while, she tortured him by saying that I only loved him because of the imprint; that that was why I wasn't coming to save him. He died thinking that I didn't love him." At this point, I began sobbing "Alex, Alex, I'm so sorry, please, please, come back!" Rachel reached over and took my hand. I slowly quieted down. "Go take a shower, and get some rest. We start school tomorrow." With that, she left. I took her advice and grabbed a quick shower. By the time I got back into bed, I fell asleep instantly.

I dreamed of a beautiful boy with brown hair, standing in a theatre singing his heart out. Just by seeing him in my dreams, the pain of my memories with Alex began to fade. Who was he? I hoped I would find out tomorrow.

? POV

My head shot up. "The werewolf is still alive. How is that? I killed his imprint! He should be dead." Warren looked at me. "Did you sense something, Victoria?" I grinned savagely. "I had a flash. He will imprint again soon. Paul will lament the day he killed James." "What does that mean, Victoria?" Warren asked." "We have a new target."

A/N: Ooh, suspense! What will happen during Paul's first day at McKinley? Stay tuned to find out! Don't forget to review!