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wishIhadwings- Yes I have thought of doing some Paul P.O.V. (as you can see I also now have some of Jakes) but I'm not sure where I can fit it in at this point. I do have some ideas but you'll just have to wait a little while for me to get there :P

Jacob's P.O.V.

Okay, so this wasn't good. This was really bad. Paul imprinting? His temper was so bad and if Tara... No. This was definitely not good. I had to talk to him. I hadn't imprinted yet, I never expected to (and no one ever thought Paul would either, actually), but I'd seen it in Sam and Jared and Quil's memories. And it wasn't like I'd ever been in love... I wouldn't let myself to think about that right now. I had to help Paul. I had to tell him it would be okay. I needed to do something. Something.

I phased as soon as I got into the woods and bolted after Paul. I could see where he was. He was running fast, faster than he ever had. I almost wasn't a match for him. He'd never run this fast when we fought the bloodsuckers. And then all of a sudden his thoughts meshed with mine.

'Phase back Jacob,' I heard him growl.

'No. We're talking.' He thoughts flooded into me. He was re-living one of Sam's memories. The one with Emily and the day he had...hurt her. Only instead of seeing Emily's terrified face, it was Tara's. This angered me and I growled as pain ripped through me at this memory and thought 'Stop it!'.

His thoughts were clouded with worry and pain and anger. He had been urging himself away, farther and farther, also willing himself to go back to her.

He wanted to hold her, to protect her. That's what we were, right? Protectors. But what if he was the one she had to be protected from? When I no longer heard his thoughts I knew he had phased back into his human form. I quickly smelled him out. Paul had gotten farther than I thought he did. To the end of La Push's borders- the farthest he could be away from Tara and still be in La Push.

I spotted him, sitting with his head tilted down, on a broken tree. It had just fallen, I could tell because it wasn't rotting and knew instantly that Paul had been the one who broke it.

"Go back Jacob." He wasn't going to fight with me? Paul, PAUL, had finally been broken? I paid no attention to his demand and sat down beside him, almost breaking the tree in half.

"Look, this can be a good thing." I began.

He scoffed "Yeah, it's really a great thing I imprinted alright."

"Do you think sarcasm is really going to help you right now?" I asked.

Paul sighed deep and put him face in his hands "What the hell am I going to do? I want to be with her. Its killing me right now to be away from her but I - what if I hurt her, Jake?" And what comes next I NEVER thought would EVER happen. Paul, PAUL, THE Paul, started to cry. He didn't even try to hide it. "You saw what happened with Sam and Emily. You saw it, Jacob. And Sam has the best control of all of us and you know how much he loves Emily. If that happened with him, if he lost control around her then..." His voice trailed off, weak. More tears came and I found myself looking away. Even though we weren't in our wolf form, his pain still hurt me. Paul was the toughest out of all of us and if he was crying...

"What do you think I would do to her? I have the worst temper out of all of us, and the worst control. I'd kill her. I can't let that happen. I'm a monster. God I hate this! I HATE this!!" Paul stood up and kicked the tree. Then he kicked it again. And multiple times after that, repetitively, making grunting noises. He had stopped crying and I looked at him now. The tree was starting to break up and I stood up and watched him break the tree into little splinters and twigs with his kicks. Finally I had enough.

"Paul! Stop it!" I grabbed his shoulders and made him look at me. "Sam was new at this and alone. You have all of us for support, to help you keep your control. We would never let anything happen and I really doubt you would let anything happen to her either."

Paul looked at the dirt and didn't say anything. Minutes past and finally he sighed and sat down on the ground, next to the mutilated tree.

"I could kill her Jacob." He said quietly.

"Yeah," I agreed. "You could. And you could kill Seth. You could kill Kim. You could kill almost anybody Paul, okay? But it doesn't mean your going to. Especially not your imprint."

"But if I ever lost it when she was around-" I cut him off.

"But you won't. You can't. If you ever felt a phase coming you'd leave. Just like you did today."

"I was afraid... I was afraid for the first time since..." his voice trailed off but then started again, stronger "I was afraid that I wanted her so much. I needed her. She's the only one Jake." He gave a weak smile "You guys didn't exist anymore and when she looked at me...God I don't know how to explain it. She's perfect. And then when I realised what happened I was so mad... Just PISSED that I was such a monster, that if I got too close...Sam's memories flooded into me and I had to warn her to stay away. I was so disgusted that I was the one thing that could hurt her the most and that I also wanted to protect her. This is the only way Jacob. Understand that it's better if I stay away from her." And suddenly it came crashing sown on top of me, it made it hard to breath. That's what that blo- Edward Cullen had been trying to explain to me. What Bella had tried to tell me. I found it hard to believe then but now... I think I understood. And then I thought of Bella...No, Paul. I had to think of Paul now. Bella and I had our time and now I have to move forward.

I can't be depressed when Paul is going through this now. I have to think of him.

"I'm a monster Jake." He shook his head. "This is so hard. Promise you won't let me get near her."

"No." I tried to shake my last thoughts of Bella from my mind and focus completely on Paul now, it didn't work too great, but I tried. "That will kill you Paul. I can't watch you suffer like that. It's too much, being forbidden to be away from a person..." Too personal, too personal... "And your not even forbidden from seeing her! God that's what pisses ME off about this whole thing. She's solely yours! She's the one your MEANT to be with, and you don't want to even see her!?" I shook my head in a disgusted manner. "Seriously, Paul, you don't even know how lucky you are."

"I never said I didn't want to see her!" He growled viciously and started to tremble.

"Calm down, Paul." I said, becoming aware of the temper I forgot he had.

"Jacob," he spoke to me, calming slowly "I'm sorry about this. I'm sorry about Bella. I'm sorry our lives are crappy. But I'm not dragging Tara down into this mess of a life I have. I'm sorry we can't be normal. But honestly, your acting like you know me personally." Wow. What a statement coming from a guy who shares his every feeling with a pack of werewolves.

"Well who DOES, actually, know you better than I do? I am one of the pack, and I DO know most of your thoughts and feelings."

"You don't know bull about Me." he spoke low but I could hear the words clearly. True, none of the pack really knew anything about Paul's past. He never thought of a time past when he was the age of thirteen. None of us knew about his childhood, though we had all come up with different possibilities. It was strange that we really didn't know Paul even existed for a while. Until Jared befriended him, no one even knew his name. He didn't ever have friends before Jared, they had become friends in eighth grade, and he loned it before that time.

"I know a lot more about you than you know though. I know you'll tear yourself apart trying to fight fate and end up just hurting yourself and everyone else in the end."

Again, Paul was silent for a long time. I wondered what he was thinking about. After about a half an hour he sighed and stood up.

"Do you think she'll like me?" Paul grinned and I knew he was happy just thinking about her.

"Yeah," I grinned back, standing up. "Why wouldn't she like a masochistic monster like you?"

"Thanks Jacob." And I knew he meant it.

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