Rising Sun

Summary: When Paul Lahote imprinted on Edward Cullen the night Edward got married to Bella Swan, not being able to ignore the imprint Edward & Paul ran away together not wanting anyone to find out. Now 17 years later their back with their daughter & twins sons, and now it seems there's a lot of explaining to do. As well as an unexpected visit from the Voltori.

Chapter Four - Ever Enough

Paul lay in bed, holding onto his pillow. Tears stain his face as he let them fall, not bothering to wipe them. The alarm clock flashed 3:45am Paul knew he should I been sleeping but he couldn't. It had been a week since that day at the Cullen household and he hadn't been able to sleep right. He was miserable he knew that. Everyone knew it. Everyone had tried to cheer him up; Edward, Samantha, the twins even the pack, minus Jacob, had tried but they all failed. He was heartbroken and a lot more recently he had been thinking about the daughter he had lost. That's what killed him the most. Edward had let him bare his children, give birth to them, thinking that no one else had the miracle of his child. All the times Edward could of told him about Renesmee, he'd let slip by.

In honest truth Paul was brokenhearted.

"Paul?" Edward mumbled from his side of the bed. He didn't need to sleep but he'd liked watching Paul sleep back when times were good. He wished those times could of been brought back. Edward turned on his side and ran a hand gently down Paul's arm. Paul was turned facing away from him. He wrapped his arm around Paul's torso and pulled him to his chest. Paul didn't try to escape. He didn't want to fight anymore.

"Baby.." Edward whispered into Paul's hair as he held him. "I'm sorry Paul." he sighed. "But I wouldn't take it back. If I had told you the truth we wouldn't have all the memories and the happy times we once had."

Paul eyes glazed over with a fresh set of tears.

"We wouldn't of had our beautiful children." Edward continued, he gently place his hand over Paul's stomach. "Never once did I fear our child would be a monster because they'd have you as a mother. With Bella I was scared I'd would of created a monster. I was frightened. But with you.. With you I felt nothing but joy when you told me. I didn't think I would ever experience being a father and you gave me that."

"But I wasn't the first."

"You were the first Paul. My first real love who bore my children and brought them into the world." Edward whispered.

"Not all of them." Paul sobbed.

Edward hugged Paul tighter. "That wasn't your fault. It wasn't anyone's."

Paul nodded as more tears fell down his face. "I love you Paul Lahote - Cullen. I always will and I want you to be happy."

Edward tightened his grip around Paul's waist as if he was scared he'd leave and never come back and to be honest he was. He feared one day he would wake up and Paul would be gone. He knew Paul would never abandoned him or the kids but he couldn't help but let the doubt fill his mind. It was his fault it was there. If he had been honest from the beginning maybe things would of turned out differently. Maybe he could of worked something out with Bella and still be in his daughters life. If he could he would have gone back and have tired. Not for him but for his family. Maybe if they had stayed close to home other aspects of their lives would of been different.

A Few Days Later

Samantha held her books close to her chest as she walked through the halls of her new school. She had started a few days after she had found out her dads big secret and if she was honest, she hated it. Not only was she seen as an outcast by her peers but she soon come to learn her "sister" Renesmee was also a student at Fork's High School. She had managed to avoid her and Jacob for the first couple of days but after the big blow out at The Cullen's family home, Samantha found herself a hot topic with Renesmee and her friends. Renesmee looked at her like she was dirt and wasn't shy about voicing her comments about Samantha mixed heritage and how she disgusted the cheerleader. Jacob had tried to get Renesmee to stop in fear of what Paul would do to his imprint if he found out but as the week passed he gave up realizing that Samantha had kept her mouth shut.

Samantha sighed as she walked to her locker. She wished they had never come here. That they had gone somewhere else and lived their lives as they used to. She hated here. She hated Renesmee. She hated Edward. She hated the whole situation but most of all she hated what it had done to Paul. Everyday he got worse. He barely spoke anymore and if he did it word be the answer to a question. He had locked himself away inside his mind and not even his own daughter had the key to the door.

"Hey Sam." Jacob mumbled as he approached his locker which was right next to Samantha's. She ignored him. The anger building in her chest. Jacob sighed. "I'm sorry but Nessie.."

"Nessie what?" Samantha snapped. "Nessie is my imprint so I have to ignore how horrible she is? Nessie is the love of my life so I have to turn a blind eye to her bully someone who has bone nothing to her?" She slammed her locker shut. "Save it for someone who gives a shit Jacob."

Samantha turned on her heels and walked away before turning back and facing Jacob again. "My mom used to tell me stories of how much of a good guy but obviously imprinting has changed you. I was looking forward to meeting my uncle Jake but now I wish we had never even entered this hell hole." She screamed, tears beginning to fall down her cheeks.

"Sam I.." Jacob paused.

"Forget it Jacob. Just leave me alone." Samantha cried as she ran down the hall to the girls restroom. She locked herself into a stall and let her tears fall. She had never felt so helpless in her whole life. She had always had her parents to fall back on but now she hated her father and her mother was as broken as she was.

Meanwhile..

Paul sighed as he walked onto the dirt road that led to Sam and Emily's cabin. He hadn't been back there since he ran out on them when he returned. He had walked because Edward had took the car to pick up the twins and Samantha from school and he didn't shift in case anyone was on patrol and heard his thoughts. The last thing he wanted was a bunch of shape-shifters feeling sorry for how screwed up his perfect life had become in a matter of days. He concentrated on the gravel crunching under neath his trainers as he tired to distract himself. The last thing he wanted was to become a heaping pile of sobs by the time he reached the cabin. He didn't nee Sam's or Emily's pity. He didn't need anyone's pity. He pitted himself enough.

He put his hands in this hoody pockets as he approached the porch. Sam and Emily had never been the ones to close the back door so he walked straight into the kitchen where Emily was happily cooking away.

"Hey Em." He mumbled.

Emily jumped slightly, unaware of Paul's presences in the room. She took a deep breathe and grabbed her chest. "Sweet Jesus Paul!" she exclaimed. "You can't come sneaking in here, you'll give an ol' girl a heart attack." she grinned as she gave him a two armed hug. He hugged her back, thankful that she hadn't given him one look of pity or said how sorry she was about his situation.

"You're not that old Em." He gave her a small smile as she returned to the stove. She laughed, "I'm still seventeen years old than the last time you saw me. I'm almost forty."

Paul shook his head, "You still look as beautiful as ever Emily." He took a seat at the table across from Emily and took a deep breathe. Emily turned slightly to him so she could still stir her cooking without completely having her back to her guest. "Thanks Pauly. How's everything?" She asked.

Paul sighed. He studied her face as she stared back at him. No pity, just concern.

"It's bad Em." He said as he ran his hands over his face. "Since Edward's secrets have come out in the open I can't bring myself to forgive him. I still love him with all my heart but its different now. He lied to me for 17 years."

Emily sighed as she sat across from Paul and took his hand in her own. "I know its hard but you have to forgive him Paul." Paul turned away from her. He stared at the wall as he tired not to bust into tears.

"At the time I know Edward probably thought what he was doing, keeping Renesmee from you, was the right thing by you and the kids. He meant well but in the wrong way. He didn't want to hurt you."

"But he did Em." Paul said as he turned back to her. "He broke my heart. If this had been seventeen years ago I could of looked past it and we'd be okay but.. But he waited seventeen years."

Emily rubbed Paul's hand soothingly as tears began to well in his eyes. "And I can't stop loving him. I'm so in love with him Emily but he broke my heart. If I was normal I would pack my bags and take off with my kids until the pain was just a memory but I can't. I want to leave here Em. Take my kids and runaway from this nightmare but I can't. I love him too much to hurt him like he hurt me."

"Paul, Edward loves you as much as you love him.. He's done wrong but you need to forgive him. If I hadn't forgiven Sam after what happened we wouldn't have been as happy as we are now. It brought us closer together."

"This isn't going to bring us closer together Em." Paul sighed. "Its breaking us apart."

"You need to forgive Paul." Emily pressed. "Not for you, but for your family. You love him."

Paul felt the tears fall down his cheeks. "Will that ever be enough Em? Is love ever enough?" Emily said again. "Love is always enough Paul. Without love we're nothing. We may as well be robots." She gave him a reassuring smile before returning to her cooking. "Do you want to stay for dinner?" She asked.

Paul wiped his tear stained face with his sleeve and gave Emily a small smile. "Please."