A/N: All right. Some of you might want to stone me now... But I couldn't continue my other story! I'll resume it as soon as I get this off my chest. I dreamt about this the other night; and I know it's another Paul/OC, but hey, can you blame me?
Anyway, I hope you sorta, kinda, maybe like this...
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The sun was just setting as I drove past the border of La Push Reservation. I turned the heater up quickly and sighed, frowning at my surroundings.
"What...?" I frowned and pulled onto the side of the traffic lane, turning and pulling my phone out.
No signal. Flashed across the screen and I groaned loudly, banging my head on the steering wheel.
There was a tap on my window and I jumped, screaming as I took in the hulking, bare-chested man beside me.
He stepped back and raised his hands, "I'm not going to hurt you. You look lost..."
I blushed at my silliness and rolled down the window, "Hi, sorry... I'm just a little tense."
The man chuckled softly, "I'm Seth. Do you need help?"
"S-Some directions would be nice." I smiled, glancing at his big hands as they rested on the side of my car.
"Where to?" He asked, smiling in a boyish manner.
"I'm looking for Billy Black." I murmured, frowning at the paper's on my passenger seat.
Seth seemed to hesitate before he nodded, "If you want, I could catch a ride with you... I was heading there myself."
I gulped but nodded, "Sure."
He nodded calmly and walked around the front of the car as I gathered her papers, pulling them onto my lap as he got in - making my car sag tremendously.
I started the car again and pulled onto the road.
"Just keep straight." Seth said, "I'll tell you when you turn."
It was quiet between us for the longest time before I finally spoke. "So, you're a La Push local?"
He nodded, "Born and raised."
"You're huge." I laughed, "No offence."
"No, it's ok." He chuckled again. "I get a lot of that. Turn left here."
I followed his instructions and turned onto a little dirt road.
"So, how do you know Billy?" I asked curiously.
"My dad and him used to go on lots of fishing trips." He said, voice trembling slightly and I inhaled.
"I'm sorry." I said, turning to look at him.
"No." He said, managing a smile. "No, you didn't know. It's fine... It happened about two years ago anyway."
"Still." I said.
"How do you know Billy?" Seth asked, glancing at me and I guessed he'd been working up to this question since I first spoke.
"It's complicated." I said tersely. He dropped the subject then and I followed the rest of his instructions.
I gazed at the small wooden house as I pulled up. With it's narrow windows and dull red paint it resembled a tiny barn. There was a Jetta in front of the house, so I assumed someone was home.
Seth smiled at me and got out, walking to the front of the car before glancing back at me. I inhaled, gathered my papers and got out.
Seth made a strange noise and the front door opened to reveal another freakishly large man.
Seth nodded his head at me and started walking towards the house; so I followed, stumbling a little as I did.
"Hey man." Seth smiled up at the man, who pulled him into a short hug. "Uh, this is-"
"Alina." I said quickly, glancing at the man's face. "Is Billy Black here?"
"Yeah." The guy said in a deep bass voice. "C'mon in."
I followed them in and glanced around. The house was tiny compared to my New York apartment.
"Hello." I heard a deep voice in front of me and gulped loudly. My heart started beating faster and I felt tears prickle in my eyes.
"Are you all right?" The man asked, pushing his wheelchair forward until he could take my unoccupied hand.
I stared at him before clearing my throat. "I'm sorry. I just..."
"Jacob, why don't you go make us some tea?" Billy murmured, looking at the man standing beside him.
Jacob nodded and Billy glanced back at me, "Would you like to come and sit down?"
He turned around and my feet followed him blindly as I vaguely heard the kettle boiling to my left. Seth had disappeared somewhere but I didn't care, my focus was solely on the man silently offering me a seat.
I sat down and watched him as he watched me. All my years of research and waiting, all boiled down to this one moment.
"So, how can I help you?" He finally broke the silence and I blinked, clearing my throat again.
I dug around in my stack of papers and produced an envelope, handing it to him silently. He stared at the scrawl on the front before looking up at me and tearing the envelope.
I watched him read in silence; watching his emotions as he took in the words before looking up at me with wide eyes.
"Hi dad." I smiled, gulping back the bile in my throat before I heard a cup break against the floor. I spun around and saw Jacob staring at us, trembling slightly - his face mirroring Billy's.
"Dad?" He growled before shaking his head and running outside - into the now pouring rain.
