Disclaimer: The characters and all recognisable situations belong to Stephenie Meyer. This is a work of fan fiction and no copyright infringement is intended
AN: I have many stories in my head but this is the first time I have ever attempted to write them so I would appreciate any constructive feedback
This will be wolf centred however the Cullen's will feature in the first few chapters purely for the story line
Chapter 1
Paul Lahote screeched to a halt and then reverse parked the van in a disabled bay outside Forks Community Hospital. He quickly set up the ramp for Billy's wheelchair and wheeling him down backwards he then spun the man around and laughed loudly at the expression on the mans face.
"I'm here for my diabetic check up Paul but the way you drove maybe I should be getting my heart checked out as well" Billy chuckled
"Well you said not to be late old man and here you are with 5 minutes left, lets go" he replied and started pushing Billy through the electronic doors.
Billy kept his thoughts to himself, he appreciated that Paul had offered to drive him here and back. Jake was away hunting in Canada somewhere with Ness, Bella and Edward although he would be back later that evening and Rachel, well it seemed that Rachel was just as selfish as ever.
Despite coming home from her job in Seattle for 2 weeks she'd made no effort to help around the house and when he'd asked for a lift to the hospital she'd shrugged her shoulders and said she was meeting friends in Port Angeles for the day.
He had been about to phone Sue or someone from the pack for help when Paul had passed by after his patrol and instead offered to drive him and stay until his check up was finished.
As they started through the corridors towards the diabetic clinic, past the cafeteria, Billy was just about to say something to Paul about buying him lunch afterwards when all of a sudden someone crashed into the wheelchair and a tray full of sandwiches and snacks landed on him.
"Oh god, shit, I'm so sorry, are you alright? Shit, I'm sorry" a female voice said and he looked up to see a young lady around eighteen staring at him aghast.
She hurriedly threw the food off him and appraised him for any injuries, blushing furiously the whole time.
"It's ok, I'm unhurt" he offered trying to calm the girl down "No harm done"
Paul, who had remained unusually quiet, quickly scooped the tray and the food back up and held it out to the girl "You need to watch were your going" he said starting to get angry
The girl grabbed the tray off him "Damn right I do, I'm so sorry, I'm in a rush, that's no excuse though, I'm sorry" she muttered and finally looked up at Paul.
He was about to say something sarcastic back when he looked into the deepest blue eyes he'd ever seen and bang, he felt every part of him anchor himself to this girl. He'd imprinted.
Billy watched amused as the girl and Paul stared at each other. She came out of the trance first and her eyes immediately went back to Billy
"Are you sure your ok?" she again asked
"I'm fine, really, it was an accident"
"Ok, well once again I'm very sorry, umm I have to go" she says and grips the loaded tray like its going to jump out of her hands and walks off quickly and catches the elevator.
"Paul?" Billy says looking at the man. He laughs to himself. Paul is still staring at where the girl had been with a smile on his face. He finally looks down at Billy
"I imprinted. I actually imprinted" he says looking bewildered at Billy "And I don't know who she is or…" he goes quiet and looks at his chief
"It's ok. Straight after my appointment we will call Carlisle and find out who she is. She's loaded with food so she must be here for a while. Come now, it wont be long" he says and starts wheeling himself. Paul snaps out of it and starts pushing him once again, knowing that soon he will know who his mysterious imprint is.
Billy, meanwhile is in deep thought. After nearly five years of being a wolf and not imprinting everyone had been sure that Paul would be the one wolf who had by-passed the imprint gene that had by now caught all the other wolves, even Leah.
At first Paul had revelled in this fact and his man whore status was that for a reason, however over the last year Billy had seen how lonely Paul had seemed at pack functions, how he would join in for a while and then leave the couples to it. Rumour had it that he hadn't even dated, well, fucked, for a while and Billy knew that despite what Paul would tell the pack, to keep face, that more than anything he wanted what they had, family.