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AN: This drabble ties into Falling Flowers. A little peek into the future as Paul faces his demons (his mom's abandonment) and Rachel learns to depend on others again.
Prompt from: TR's Weekly Fanfiction Flash Fic Challenge.
Prompt:
You are enough.
You are so enough.
It is unbelievable
how enough you are
Title: Unbroken
Genre: Romance
Rating: T
Pairings: Paul/Rachel
Word Count: 576
Rachel had always believed she was broken. The hurts of her past, she'd carried them around for so long that she was afraid to let go of them. She'd never been able to find an outlet – a healthy one that is – until the day she returned to La Push for answers.
She'd never expected the truth to be so transforming. She'd never known the strength that was hidden inside her all along. In a single moment she was able to save her brother. Something that she thought she'd lost the opportunity to do.
Slowly she was healing. She'd begun to repair the relationship with her father that had been shattered all those years ago by her mom's death. Her newfound serenity aided her ability to help another who had hurt just as much as she had.
Paul.
Just the thought of his name created warmth in her body. He'd been there that day when her world had turned completely upside down. Somehow he'd instinctually known how to save her that day.
Since then, the pack had gazed at them with varying degrees of curiosity. The pack mind allowed her to see who Paul had been before. The womanizer, the jerk, the angriest wolf who was always looking for his next fight. But that wasn't how she knew him.
He was so much more than that. He was nothing like the way he'd been before. He was just as broken as she was.
At first she'd resisted. She'd managed to steer clear of co-dependency. She didn't want to fall into the same darkness she had before, but somehow he'd wormed his way into her heart. Once there, she couldn't eradicate him no matter how hard she tried.
Today was all about him. He'd asked her months ago for a small favor. He'd been the one to put it off time and time again. Last week she'd given him an ultimatum of sorts. They would go to Othello and she would finally let him take her on a real date.
She gave him seven days to decide and if he didn't then well, she wasn't sure what she would have done. She doubted she would be able to follow through with her threat. They had become too close for them to go back now, but their relationship was still new and fragile.
"You can do this," she told him encouragingly when his hand paused in its attempt to knock on the door.
Her words gave him the strength he needed. His knock was loud and sure. Rachel's presence was enough to stop him from fidgeting. She was a balm to his roughness. She had helped to fill the emptiness he'd carried around for so long.
"What if…" he whispered; his words trailing off into nothingness.
She turned to him. Her hands framing his face as her eyes met his. Her love for him spilled forth through her eyes and expression.
"You are enough. You are so enough. It is unbelievable how enough you are," she finished as she rose up on tiptoes and kissed his lips.
It didn't matter whether his mother loved him or not. It didn't matter that she'd abandoned him all those years ago. He'd come for answers and if they weren't the ones he'd been seeking, then Rachel would be there to help him pick up the pieces.
Because it was as she'd said and he believed her with all his heart.
FF_10482258_2 06/26/2014 5:44 AM