First what Alli felt was an almost white kind of pain. The Kind that makes your entire body seem to be frozen in that singular moment. Something unfamiliar slipped into the moment. Soft lips against hers. Alli had been kissed before. Her first kiss was in preschool when she married Steven McKowski in free time. But this was far different than the slobbery grape flavored kisses from a fellow 3 year old. It certainly was different from the series of sloppy and slightly practiced kisses from her two "boyfriends" in high school.

This was warmer. Somehow in the seconds their lips had met together it has left everything else standing still. It felt warmer than Paul's weirdly warm body heat. It seemed to permeate through her entire body. She felt whole somehow, which was ridiculous. A kiss couldnt' suddenly make a person more significant in the universe.

Alli pulled away feeling mildly lightheaded. The second their lips weren't touching Alli could suddenly think again and felt her eyes narrow as she shot a glare at Paul her foot shooting outwards to kick him firmly in the shin. "Don't do that again." She turned towards Dr. Cullen. "I'm sorry about that. Am I good to go now?"

Dr. Cullen gave a smile that clearly said everything was alright. "As long as everything feels fine you are pretty much done. If you feel dizzy or are having trouble with your vision come back. And you will have to have your arm in a sling for a little bit while your ligaments constrict again to hold your shoulder in place. Come back in two weeks and we will see if you can be free of the sling too." He passed her the piece of black fabric and helped her fit it to her arm. "It was great meeting you Alli. I'll see you in two weeks."

Alli gave him a smile as he left and then turned her attention to the smirking boy to her side. "The only reason I'm not storming out is because I need you to drive me home. But if you ever kiss me again I will punch you in the face."

"Noted." Paul said with a nod trying to keep his smile off his face. "Am I driving to your car or to your house? I assume you didn't walk to the cliffs?"

"My car broke down. I need to stop by it to grab some things out of it but I will need to get someone to take it to a mechanic. Unless you know cars?" Alli said with a sigh, hopefully looking up at Paul.

Paul shook his head. "Quil, Embry, and Jake. They are your best bet for cars. I know the basics but I never wanted to be a mechanic." He grabbed the plastic bag filled with soaking clothing Alli had changed out of for the scrubs the nurses had kindly given her. He started leading Alli out and to his car. He opened the door for her before she could protest and quickly darted the the driver's side.

Alli got settled and focused herself on the task of trying to buckle her seatbelt before she finally responded. "What did you want to be?"

Paul gave a short laugh as he ran his hand through his hair. "Um- a doctor, I guess?" He laughed again. "I started my training to be an EMT last year, I didn't finish it though."

"Why?" She didn't understand why Paul made her so chatty or why his laugh made her stomach fill up with butterflies, but she never wanted him to stop talking.

"Life happened? I just didn't get the chance." Paul said sadly, and an awkward silence filled the car.

"That's dumb" Alli's voice broke the silence. She glanced over at him to find him smiling, and she couldn't help to smile back.

"Life is dumb." Paul agreed. "Now what do you want to do with your dumb life?"

"It's kind of weird." She looked back at him to see him nodding to continue. "I want to be a pilot? I'm kind of crazy about flying."

"That's not weird. That's cool." Paul said "You just have the spirit of a blue jay in you is all."

"That is the corniest thing I have ever heard. Why am I not the Raven in this story? Didn't the two legged man make the raven in the image of him?"

Paul laughed at Alli's indignation at his descriptor. "No. He turned them into a raven because he was greedy. The Blue Jay got changed first and then the raven was made as a warped image of the Jay."

Paul pulled over beside Alli's car and parked. Before Alli could ask he was already outside her door opening it up an umbrella in the process of being opened to shield her from the rain that was still drizzling outside. Paul's shoulders were already glistening with the water settling on them. Alli rolled her eyes and shoved the umbrella over his head. "I'm fine. I'm wet anyways."

She stepped into the rain and fumbled until she got her keys into the door. She glanced up only to see the umbrella over her once again. She shot a quick side eye at Paul but didn't say anything as she gathered her bag and a few things from her car before getting back into Paul's car as fast as she could avoiding any look into the forest. The icy cold feeling of that man's hand couldn't be a real memory. It just didn't make sense. She must have hit her head and dreamed that part.

Alli tried to ignore Paul's concerned look as she slipped into her own thoughts, trying to rationalize and process what had just happened. She brushed him off with a reference that her spacing out must be because of the medication that they gave her and focused on the road ahead occasionally quiping out instructions about how to get to her home. He didn't have too much trouble navigating there. La Push wasn't big.

To Alli's surprise he even walked her up to her door. "I'm fine. You can go home. Thank you but I'm okay." Paul gave her a long look and knocked anyways. "Are you kidding me? Remember that thing about consent and boundaries?"

Before Alli could go inside and slam the door her mother, looking extremely frazzled opened the door. Immediately hands were fluttering over her, concerned eyes meeting hers before looking back at the boy standing behind her.

Immediately Paul was wrapped into a hug, about a thousand words of thanks pouring out of Alli's mother's mouth. Paul looked almost uncomfortable with the sudden contact as he made confused eye contact with Alli. Even though he easily was two of Alli's mother she Alli shrugged in response "Go with it." she mouthed at Paul as he lightly patted her mother's back.

Alli cleared her throat. "Mom. That is Paul."

Her mother finally released Paul. "Allison." Alli's eyes widened as her full name was used "You are so unbelievably lucky to have a friend like this."

Alli's instinct was to argue. Distance, that was important. This boy with the eyes from her dream, she knew he was dangerous. "He's not-" something in her chest pulled taut almost painfully as she looked at him again. "I mean, yeah." she tried to wipe the resigned tone out of her voice with a quick throat clear "I'm lucky to have him as my friend. Thanks Paul." She gave a smile, a real genuine smile and then gave a wave with her one working arm and turned into the house. What am I doing. She thought as she heard the door close.

And with that click of the door she let out a sign not sure of why she was so frustrated at the fact that this boy just wanted to be her friend. Every part of her seemed to scream that he was a bad idea that he was an omen of death, destruction, of something terrible.

She realized after a moment that her mom had been saying something. Something probably important she wasn't quite sure. She made up some excuse that she was tired. For whatever reason her mom believed her. Alli quickly slipped upstairs.

She stared at her ceiling. She wanted to believe that Paul was telling the truth with what he was saying. That she had just slipped. She had imagined what had happened before. She had imagined the cold grip. The stone skin. The sound of growls. She did hit her head. Concussions caused memory modifications right?

She looked down at her phone buzzing. A number she didn't recognize. She read the message and couldn't help but roll her eyes. Distance. That was all she wanted. And her cousin gives him her phone number.

I got your numbr from Q. Let me know if you need anything.

Alli starting typing out some response along the lines of a four letter word off. But paused before hitting send on the hostile message. She deleted her words quickly.

I'm a-ok thx.

Almost immediately her phone buzzed again.

Its a standing offer. Just let me know.

Alli rolled her eyes tossing the phone onto her bedside table. She took a deep breath, holding it in for a second before letting a long exhale out. Despite all her intentions she was 90% certain Paul was not leaving her life any time soon.

A/N: ITS CAMP NANOWRIMO! Basically I'm (hopefully) writing 30,000 words of this story in a month. They will be uploaded as I write. 3 Thanks for reading per usual guys.