A/N: This is set after Eclipse. Paul's story just seemed so interesting, I figured I would take a shot at writing like a angry werewolf. :) Please Review!

I own nothing of Twilight but I guess that is obvious! :)

One Night Stand

Another Friday night and here I am sitting alone at the bar. This was the worst night of the week for me because it was date night for the ones in the pack with imprints. Which, by the way, was pretty much everyone besides me, Leah, Seth, Brady, and Collin. Leah and I never were the type that would hang out together if we didn't have to. Then there was Seth, Brady and Collin who were at least 3 years younger than me so we didn't have all that much in common. Nope, Jared and Sam were my best friends out of the pack unfortunately they were married so 'Guy' time didn't come around too often. Hence, me sitting here at some dive in Port Angeles, seeing which drunk girl I could bring home with me. I knew I could get any girl I wanted, but some how I always picked the clingy ones. That is why I decided to start coming to bars, what respectable girl goes to a bar looking for a relationship. None, which is exactly what I was hoping for.

Wow I sound like such a sexist, womanizing jerk right now, but everyone knows that's not really true. I mean sure I have had my share of women and no, I don't plan on settling down anytime soon, but I have my reasons. Well really there is only one reason, but that is the one reason behind everything I do, I am a werewolf. Growing up in La Push I always heard all the legends but I never believed them, but no one really did, until it happened of course. I'll never forget that night, the night I finally let my anger take control. I have never been a patient person, in fact I have always had some what of an anger problem. One week though when I was 16 it became almost unbearable, there was nothing I can do with out getting mad. If someone even looked at me the wrong way I would bite their head off.

Then one night my mom's boyfriend came over, drunk as always and started trying to tell me what to do and I lost it. I started shaking so violently that I ran out of the house knowing that if I didn't I would have killed him. Within minutes I was running into the forest, the shaking never stopping, only intensifying, I felt my clothes tear apart unable to contain me any longer. My skin was stretching, aching and burning as it was replaced with a think coat of silver fur, this was it, I had finally lost it. As if to confirm my thought I head another voice in my head, but it wasn't mine. It was Sam's, the Alpha of our pack. He welcomed me to the pack, which at the time was just me and him. I was too angry to listen though, I just kept running and swearing in my head, I refused to believe any of it.

Finally however, Sam was able to reason with me, telling me that me anger outbursts were in result of me being about to phase for the first time. When I was calm enough to listen rationally he explained it all to me. The Cullens being back triggered our transformations cause even though they are supposedly harmless to humans our one and only job is to protect against the cold ones, vampires. He even told me about when he first phased and how he thought he was going insane cause he had no one to talk to about what was going on. After awhile I was finally able to come to terms with my fate, although I wasn't happy, I was an angry enough person as it was. Now I needed to add in the emotions of a wild friggin animal, great, now I really could bite someones head off.

Then sound of a group of girls giggling at the end of the bar brought me back to earth. I looked over at them and found them staring at me, flashing flirty smiles, and waving. Sometimes this was just too easy, where was the challenge, the hunt, but I didn't really want a hunt. Nope, I had to be in control it was more a thirst then a need. Just like filthy leeches thirst for blood, I thirst for control, dominance, and if i didn't get it I became angry. We all know that an angry werewolf is never a good thing. One last shot of tequila and I was on my way to the other end of the bar, the girls' eyes widen in shock as I walked towards them.

"Hello Ladies! The name is Paul, what are you beautiful girl's doing out all by yourselves on a Friday night." I had them eating out of my hand the moment I spoke, it was pathetic really. Now that I had a closer look, only one of them could be considered remotely attractive,that of course would be the one I went home with. They all had the same fake blond hair, with way too blue colored contacts, their fake nails were way too long and unnatural. Of course their clothes were well picked out, only highlighting their few good features.

"Well hello Paul, I am Stacey and these are my friends Susie, Kara, and Lisa." The girl who spoke was the only half way attractive girl there. They weren't ugly just average, common, even their names were so plain. "We are just enjoying a girl's night out, what about you?" She didn't seem too drunk which is good because I wanted her to remember me of course. It was all part of the control issue, I wanted to be the best she ever had and I wanted her to know that she could never really have me.

"Well have fun ladies, I was actually just about to leave but I figured I would say hello first." I flashed my irresistable smile and turned away. Three, Two, one...

"Wait, you want some company?" This was just getting to be way too easy. I never thought I would get bored having a different girl every night but here I am about to take home a complete stranger and I feel nothing. Not nerves, not excitement, nothing, well honestly I feel angry, why do they make it so easy. Is that really what they think guys want? For the first time I was actually glad that I never wanted to even consider settling down, there were no girls out there worth it anymore.

"Sure Stacey, I would love some company." I turned around and she was already saying goodbye to her friends. That was when I remembered that I ran here, cause I was far to angry to drive, and I didn't have my truck. "Umm do you think you are ok to drive, my friend's dropped me off earlier so I don't have my car."

"Sure, we brought two cars here anyways. Do you want to go to my place or yours? I live in Beaver, you know the little town before Forks?" I learned awhile ago never to let a girl I went home with to find out where I lived, especially in case they were clingy. Plus I knew where Beaver was and it wasn't that far of a run for when I left in the middle of the night.

"Yours is fine, I have roommates anyways." Which actually wasn't a lie, I lived with Brady and Collin simply cause it was easier and cheaper. She nodded her head as she got into the driver's side of her white Dodge Neon. God, even her car was plain, it was too late to back out now, besides this was what I wanted, what I always wanted, control. We drove the first 15 miles of so in silence, me because I didn't like small talk and really had nothing to say to her and her probably because she was nervous. If I was her I would be too, what if I was some killer, did she really have that little of respect for herself, once again pathetic. Just then I felt the car swerve into the other lane and back again. "Are you sure you are ok to drive? I can drive if you want me too."

"Yes I am fine, I only had a couple of drinks, besides I don't let anyone drive my baby." She is kidding right, she didn't not just call a Dodge neon her baby? Please tell me she is not as stupid as her voice is annoying, but then I look at the huge smile on her voice and realize she is serious. Well did I really expect anymore out of her than that, she bearly knew how to drive a car as it was.

"Fine then suit yourself but you better not get me killed." She just laughed like I was joking which only angered me more. I needed to come down or I would phase in this car and kill this poor, sad girl. So I let my mind wonder to cliff diving tomorrow, the rush, the adrenaline, it was the one true love I had in this hell I call life. By the time I realized what was happening it was too late, I heard the crunching of metal before I had time to react. What the hell Paul? You are a werewolf, you have quicker relaxes then all humans and most vampires. The shaking got faster as anger seethed out of me, but I abruptly stopped when I realized that we didn't hit a tree, we hit another car.

I looked over to Stacey who looked to be breathing but was knocked unconscious and then I got out of the car. I, of course being a werewolf, was completely unharmed. Quickly I made my way over to the car and even, me, who could handle anything was shocked. Her face was covered in blood from the massive gash on her forehead, her arm was mangled behind her head and the dashboard was caved in, crushing her legs. She needed help and she needed it fast, I had to call the police, but what if they tried to blame me, I wasn't even the one driving. I had to talk to Sam, I knew I could phase and he would tell me what to do, it would only take 3 minutes. I ran into the forest pulled off my clothes and phased, Seth was patrolling.

Hey Paul! He thought in his overly chipper voice.

Go Get Sam Now! No it's not A Vampire! Just do it. With in seconds I felt him phase out and then in only seconds phase back but this time he was not alone.

What is it Paul? Came Sam's Alpha voice, so I opened up my thoughts and let him see everything. Oh, well phase back call the cops and I will meet you there as soon as I can. Paul you have to be honest with them, it wasn't your fault, not really anyways, she chose to drive drunk you didn't make her, I will not yell at you now, not with a life at risk so PHASE BACK NOW.

With that Sam and Seth left my thoughts as I phased and put my clothes on, I had my phone opened and ringing as soon as I was dressed. I reported the car accident and told them which we mile marker we were at on the highway. They said they would send an ambulance and a police officer over as soon as possible. I just closed my phone and started pacing back and fourth extremely pissed off. As soon as possible? What the hell part of I think the girl is dying don't they understand? My anger walk was disturbed by a truck skidding to a stop in front of me, Sam.

"Paul are you ok? Where are the cops?" Just then he actually noticed the accident, "Wow, that is really bad, seeing it in your thoughts was bad enough but this is just horrible. I hope she is ok, I hope they both are." I was about to tell him not to worry about Stacey, it was her fault anyways, when we heard the sirens.

"It's about time!" As the firefighters got to work trying to get the car off of the one girl the paremdics went over to Stacey and got her outta her car. That was when I felt a tap on the shoulder and turned around to face and officer whose tag read 'Capt. Smith'.

"Are you Paul Kleary?" I nodded and shook his out stretched hand. "Are you hurt?" I shook my head this time "Then could you please come with me and answer some questions?" I just followed him over to his squad car and sat down in the passenger seat as he stood in front of me. Can you please describe to be to the best of your memory what happened here tonight."

"Yes, Officer." So then I explained it all, exactly like it happened, exactly like Sam told me too. I told the officer about the bar and the drive home and the accident.

"So Paul would you say you were drunk when you left the bar." I knew they were going to try to blame me, I started to shake again but Sam just put his hand on my shoulder and I stopped.

"No sir, but I did not feel comfortable driving. I kept asking Stacey if she was ok and she said she was absolutely fine. Like I said I didn't know her all that well so I couldn't tell if she was lying but she seemed perfectly fine to me. She didn't slur her words or stumble or anything."

"Do you always go out to bars with the intentions of picking up strange women?" Is it really any of your business, I had to grind my teeth, I wanted to hit him so bad.

"No Officer Smith, I do not, it was a one time thing, really unlike me at all I just was having a bad week is all, but that is no excuse." I could see his hard exterior start to crack, I can be so charming when need be.

"Ok well then I'll need you to go down to the station to make your report and then you are free to go. They will be bringing the girls to Forks Hospital if you want to see them. Make sure you leave your number in case we need to contact you after we get the other statements." With that being said he turned and walked towards the accident.

"Come on Paul let's get going down to that station so that we can get back home." He didn' t even wait for my response before he walked towards his truck, with me following. We were about 10 minutes from the Beaver Police Station when he broke the silence. "You know how I feel about using my Alpha voice for putting restrictions on you guys but if you can't calm down your drinking and your compulsive need to belittle women then you will leave me no choice." He was blaming me, how was this my fault, I wasn't the driver.

"Sam I didn't even do anything, I asked her If she could drive and she said she was fine. What was I suppose to do?" My anger that I usually held back around Sam was slowly seeping out.

"Paul you might not have been driving but you are the reason she was. If you never convinced her to leave with you this never would have happened because her friends would never have let her drive. You need to stop thinking about just your self and realize that there are other people in this world."Just then he parked in front of the station. "Now go take care of your responsibilities so I can go back to Emily and no we are not talking about this any more tonight." There it was, the Alpha voice that I can not disobey and trust me I have tired many times.

Seeing as it was 1 am there was no one in the station so I was able to fill out my report in only 15 minutes. When I got back to the truck Sam was snoring loudly, so I climed into the truck and slammed the door. He jumped awake, " You know you could show a little more respect considering I woke up in the middle of the night to help you." I tried to surpress my laugh as he yelled but I failed which resulted in him growling at me.

When we were 5 minutes from Forks I finally decided to ask him the question I had been contemplating the whole ride. "Sam do you think you could drop me off at the hospital, I want to make sure the girl is all right."

Sam just looked at me, truly shocked. "Did I just hear you right Paul? Are you actually having a guilty conscience? I think you should wait til morning seeing as how it is way passed visiting hours and you are not family." Damn Sam and always being right.

"Ok then just dropped me off at my house then." The rest of the ride was quite until we got to my house and said our goodbyes. I walked into my house and crashed on the couch not even bothering to walk to my bed.

xxxxx

I woke up at 7:30am unable to sleep anymore and decided to get dressed and go straight to the hospital. By the time I got there it would be after 8am, which isn't that early so they better let me in. Thankfully Collin and Brady were either still sleeping or not home so I didn't need to explain anything to them.

When I arrived at the hospital I decided to go in through the emergency room entrance, figured that would be where they brought her. There was an older woman at the desk who eyes automatically lit up when she saw me. Maybe this would be easier then I thought.

"Hello Ma'am my name is Paul Kleary and I am looking for a girl that was brought here between 1am and 2 am this morning. She was in a car accident on the highway just outside Beaver."

"Oh yes dear, I do remember her. Are you a relative?" She asked suspiciously, she knew damn well I wasn't her family, if I was I would've asked for her by name.

"No Ma'am I was actually in the other car, the stupid girl I was with lied to me and told me she hadn't been drinking. I never would have got in the car if I knew the truth, as it is I will never be speaking to her again. I really was just hoping I could see the girl and make sure she is ok, I feel horrible. I would really like to apologize to her." I put on my best puppy dog face and watched her slowly give in.

"Her name is Harley Mcquinn and we haven't been able to get a hold of anyone in her family all night. I am telling you this cause she is in bad shape and I think a visitor is exactly what she needs, so I am going to let you go in there. Please don't make me regret it, oh and I better prepare you for what you are about to walk into. Her left arm is broken along with both her legs and she has 3 crushed ribs. She had some internal bleeding in her brain but they were able to stop it before any permanent damage could be done. She however is in a coma and they are still doing tests as to what is causing it. Now know this, I could get fired for telling you this, so if you do anything stupid I will call the cops and say you sneaked in. Are we clear?" I nodded, "Ok she is in ICU, 3rd floor room 4." The nurse then went back to working on her computer like she didn't even know I was there.

The whole elevator ride up to the third floor I couldn't stop replaying what the nurse said in my head. This girl could die and Sam was right, it would be my fault. Wait why am I letting Sam get to me, this isn't my fault, I wasn't the one driving. Stacey had a choice, it's not my fault she is a pathetic girl with no conciense or self respect. I wasn't going to let this bother me, I was going to go in and say I was sorry and leave and then forget this huge nightmare ever happened.

That is exactly what I would have done too, if I never walked into the room. The moment I opened the door there was no turning back, there she was lying helpless on the bed. Only this time there was no blood covering her face and I could see her, really see her. More than that though, I couldn't look away. I knew what had happened before my mind even registered it. I had to leave before she sucked me in beyond control, I used my anger like I always do, to force myself away. Quickly I turned out of the room and ran down the three flights of stairs, out the main doors and straight for the forest. My clothes were shredded before I even hit the tree line.