A/N: Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight and all recognizable characters and situations contained therein. Wolf Pack MC as well as any original characters contained in this fic are mine! As always story is rated M and is intended only for mature adults aged 18 and over! This chapter ends with a lemon, you HAVE been WARNED!

**Paul POV late Friday afternoon**

The last couple of days had flown, I had been spending nights up at Bella's on Charlie's request because he didn't want her alone if Quil decided to show up again. Bella had started at the shop on Thursday and I had spent half the day trying not to be distracted by the short skirt and button down she was wearing, she looked like a sexy secretary and it had taken all my willpower not to find an excuse to stay in the office and ogle her all day long.

Snapping out of my reverie I finish up with the car I'm working on and toss the keys to Seth to move it to the lot. Seth was Leah's younger brother and our youngest prospect at 20; he hadn't been at the meeting at my house when the whole truth came out about Emily and Leah because he had classes down in PA but he had been informed of the tentative plan. Done for the day I go out to the office and help Jake with the day's paperwork while we wait for some customers who are late to pick up.

As soon as the last scheduled pick up is out the door Seth announces that he's done cleaning up and we lock the place down. Getting in my car I head to Bella's zoning out and going on autopilot for most of the drive I'm thinking about the fact that I have to talk to Charlie about our plan today. Sam had delegated that task to me for obvious reasons.

It made me nervous though, 2 years ago the month before the breakup I had asked Charlie's permission to propose to Bella, he had given it gladly and I was terrified that one day he would realize that I wasn't good enough for her and take it back. Charlie had overlooked a lot of shit that could cost me my freedom and him his job. Just how much could I ask from this man? He had already saved my ass from prison, given me his only daughter, and done more favors for the club than I could count!

One of the deputy's Jesse Collins was also a friend to the club he had actually been a prospect until Charlie found out and told him he could be a cop or he could be a prospective member of a motorcycle club, but he couldn't do both. He had chosen the law but he stayed friendly with us and did whatever favors we needed when we couldn't get a hold of Charlie. He didn't think Charlie knew about it but he did. I didn't normally keep things from Charlie.

Pulling up in front of Bella's I see an unfamiliar car across the street. Getting out of my car I hear Bella in the backyard yelling at someone to get the fuck out. Running in through the back gate I see fucking Quil with his hands on my girl. He has her by the shoulders and he's shaking her and I see fucking red! Crossing over I pull him off her and spin him around and punch him in the face with every ounce of strength that I have while screaming, "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!"

Blood spurts from his face as I hear the telltale CRUNCH of his nose breaking as he falls off the porch. Bella looks shaken as I turn back to her and ask, "What the hell is going on?"

She takes a deep breath and bursts into tears saying, "I I don't kn kn know! I was sitting out here smoking a bowl waiting for dad to get back from checking in at the station and all of a sudden he's in my face screaming at me! He broke my bowl and grabbed me and he was shaking me when you showed up!"

Ateara stands up and he's looking at me like he's seen a ghost and I want nothing more than to break every fucking bone in his hands but this is not the time or the place, that fuck will get his due. I pull Bella close to me levying him with a deadly glare as he shouts stuffily, "What the fuck Bella? Why the fuck is that scumbag touching you!"

Bella looks at him as if he has lost his mind and she replies, "The only scumbag I see here is you Quil! You need to get the fuck off my property before my dad gets home and shoots you on sight! Paul is my boyfriend. You and I? We aren't even friends anymore. Whatever kind of sick relationship you think we have is over Quil. I'm DONE with you!"

He looks like he's about to lose it and I put her behind me as he steps towards us with a menacing look on his face as he says, "Whatever Bella, you want that piece of shit? Don't come running to me when he goes to prison and you're left alone again! Christ Bella you really are a fucking Res-whore, how many guys are you fucking down there? Are you the whole Packs whore now? Do you do them one at a time or all at once?"

He starts to say more but is silenced as Charlie comes through the gate with his gun drawn on him. Affecting an innocent posture he says, "Thank God you're here Chief Swan! That animal attacked me! I want to press charges!"

Charlie spits on the ground in front of Quil as he says, "Are you fucking kidding? Quil I heard everything that was said back here, you laid hands on my daughter, and now you want to press charges on her boyfriend for defending her from you? You really are delusional if you think that is going to happen. You've got 10 seconds to get off my property before I put a bullet in you I'm giving you this free pass Ateara, only because Paul doesn't need the trouble. This is your only free pass though, if I see you on my property or anywhere NEAR my daughter ever again I promise you that you will regret it."

He pauses to cock the slide on his gun as he says, "You're down to 5 seconds and I don't see you running boy."

Quil's face pales visibly and he runs out the gate past Charlie. Bella sinks down onto one of the chairs and I notice broken glass around her bare feet. Charlie holsters his gun and goes in the house coming out a minute later with a broom and a dustpan. Bella looks paler than normal and very shaken up. I pick her up from the chair and carry her back into the house setting her down into one of the kitchen chairs I ask, "Are you okay?"

She tries to nod but bursts into tears again; I grab a glass and pour some water into it from the pitcher in the fridge and put a straw in it. I kneel in front of her and I put the straw to her lips as I stroke her hair and say, "Shh drink this. It's okay honey he's gone! He's not going to hurt you Baby Bell, I promise I won't let him get near you again. By next weekend he's not going to be in any shape to hurt anyone. We're going to take care of him Baby Bell, I promise."

She sips the water and starts to calm down. Charlie comes in the back door with the dustpan and the shattered remnants of Bella's bowl saying, "What the fuck was he doing here Bella?"

I glare at him and say, "It's not her fault Charlie. She was sitting in the yard and he just came right in through the gate! I got here probably 2 minutes after he did. He had her by the shoulders and was shaking her."

Charlie looks pissed, "That's it! I'm putting a restraining order on him Bella, and I want you to move in with Paul."

Bella balks, "Dad, no! Not until we know that you're in remission! The doctor said it was likely but not for sure!"

Charlie scowls at her, "I don't care Bella! If you want me to stay down with Billy until we find out for sure that's fine but I want you either with me and Billy or with Paul at ALL times."

I break in, "Don't be stupid Charlie, if you're going to stay down on the Res you'll stay with us. I don't want to hear any argument on that."

He scowls at me but nods and turns back to Bella, "Will that make you happy? I'm fine Bella! I know that it's going to be good news but if you want me to stay down there with you until we know for certain I will."

She shakes her head, "No, I don't want to force you Dad, but you have to promise to tell me the truth. Whether it's good news or bad, don't hide that from me Daddy."

He comes over and gives her a hug as he says, "Baby girl you know I wouldn't lie to you or hide anything important from you."

She nods and hugs him tight for a minute before sitting back and drinking the water I had given her. I take the opportunity and ask, "Sir, can I talk to you about something?"

Charlie looks wary as he answers, "What's with the Sir shit, Paul? You know you can talk to me about anything."

I nod and continue, "I need a favor, it's for the Pack, and it's a big one."

He nods saying, "Son, you know I would do anything I could to help you boys out, all of you are like family to me and my girl."

I continue uncomfortably, "I know Pops, it's just this one is probably the only thing we've asked you for that honestly could put your job in real jeopardy."

Charlie sighs, "Paul just spit it out, what do you need?"

Running my hand through my hair I take a breath and sit down across from him and say, "I need you to arrest us. Are you on night shift next Friday?"

He gives an affirmative looking confused, and I continue, "The Pack and I are going to be at that bar in Forks, Gavin's Pub. We're going to start a brawl in the parking lot about 11pm, just between the six of us. I need you and Jesse to bring us in and throw us down in holding. Hold us for about a half hour or so and then sneak us out the fire door. Leave it open and we'll sneak back in before 5 for you to lock us back in. I can't tell you why we need this, and honestly, it's better for you if you don't know. All I can tell you is that we desperately need the ironclad alibi."

Bella is putting together some kind of casserole and pretending not to listen. Charlie sits deep in thought for a while before he says, "I can do that. Holding you all overnight there'll be paperwork but I'm not going to charge you with a D&D or anything I'm just going to hold you till you learn your lesson so to speak so it won't fuck your probation but it'll be on record that you enjoyed Forks PD's fine hospitality for the night. I don't pretend to know what's going on Son but I have an inkling and I'll help you any way I can."

I breathe a sigh of relief and say, "Thanks Charlie. Bella is going to pick us up about a block away in a van with temp tags and no identifying features so just let Jesse know not to pull her over or anything. Umm do you think you could give Bella a stun gun? I know she won't want to carry a gun but I'd feel better if she had something to protect herself in the event she has to go someplace on her own."

He nods and Bella looks at me questioningly and I shake my head at her mouthing 'Later' to her. She nods in understanding and goes back to cooking.

**Quil POV**

Fuck! I pull over halfway to La Push and hunt around my car for another box of tissues. That fucking bastard broke my goddamn nose! He and that little bitch are going to fucking pay! I plug my nose again and drive out to the motel on the outskirts of La Push.

I'm meeting Emily so that we can talk about the situation we're in. Pulling in I see her car in front of one of the doors and it's open. Getting out of the car she comes to the door and waves. I roll my eyes because I'm still pissed the fuck off. I get out of the car and go into the room shutting and locking the door behind me.

Turning around she shrieks, "OH MY GOD, QUIL! BABY YOUR NOSE!"

She comes over and is fretting over me, she used to be a nurse before Uley made her quit her job and she confirms what I already know, "It's broken baby."

I snort and wince in pain as I say, "I KNOW it's broken, Emily! Thanks for the newsflash, can you fucking set it?"

She nods and tells me to close my eyes and stay still. I close my eyes and a moment later I let out a loud scream as she grips the bridge of my nose between her thumb and forefinger and jerks it back into place, "FUCK THAT HURTS!"

She goes and sits on the bed and asks, "Who did that to you honey?"

The pain is down to a sharp ache and I sigh as I answer, "It's not important Em. What is important is what are we doing about this whole fucked situation we're in? Are you and Sam fucking Em? Is there even a snowball's chance in hell that it's his kid you're carrying? Because from what I hear, you haven't fucked your husband in the better part of a year and there's absolutely no way he'll ever believe that it's his kid."

She looks uncomfortable and I know that Bella had the score right all along, "WHAT THE FUCK EMILY! You SAID that you could pass the kid off as SAM'S! How did you plan on doing that if you haven't fucked him at all in almost a fucking year?"

She whines, "I'm sorry Quil! I've been trying to get him to fuck me for the last 3 weeks and he refuses! He isn't even SLEEPING at home anymore or I would have just done him while he slept! It was already too late anyway! The doctor says I'm 5 months along already! We assumed it was the time that we forgot the condom but apparently one of the ones you used was defective! I'm just lucky like my mom apparently, when she had my sister you couldn't tell she was pregnant until halfway through the 7th month."

Shit, "So it's too late to abort then?"

She nods and I exclaim, "FUCK! Why didn't you just listen to me in the first place! How long do you think you can hide this from him?"

Her eyes snap to mine and she snaps, "What the fuck Quil! This is your child! Are you telling me you don't want him? I love you Quil, I want us to be a family!"

I sink down onto the bed and put my head in my hands, what the fuck am I supposed to say to that? Of course I don't want a kid, I'm only 22, fuck I already HAVE 1 kid I don't see! At least this one though is from a native woman. I could bring her home, the family would be upset that she was married to someone else but they can't fault me for 'falling in love' ugh, even thinking that phrase makes me feel ill.

I had been telling the truth to Bella when I had said Emily was a convenience, hell if she hadn't been married I would have made her my girlfriend and then fucked Bella on the side. It would've been the perfect arrangement, Emily the quiet native girl who would eventually make the perfect wife; and Bella the feisty hot bitch that I could keep on the side. Emily being married had ruined that dream though.

Fucking Bella, what the fuck! When had Paul wormed his way back into her pants? Fuck all of this bullshit! That bitch will pay, she thinks she can give me the mother of all blowjobs and then just cut me off? So not happening. Unfortunately Charlie is another roadblock, knowing that old bastard he'll probably have me served with a restraining order before the week is over.

Emily smacks me in the back of the head breaking me out of my reverie as she says, "Well?"

I roll my eyes at her and reply, "Fine, what are you going to do about your husband though? Do you really think he's going to accept this well? He'll want to know who the father is at least."

She scoffs, "Please, Sam will probably just be happy to know it's over, maybe he can go back to fucking your friend Bella. Yeah I know about that, Leah told me before she all the sudden stopped speaking to me. Leah still has her old apartment, I ran into the girl she was subletting it to and it turns out she's moving out this week. So once I get a hold of Leah I'll set it up to move in there."

I nod and pull her onto my lap kissing her deeply, any port in a storm and all.

**Time skip: Bella POV later that night**

I wave to Dad as he heads out the door saying, "I'm heading to work Bells. Paul you look after my girl, you hear?"

Paul looks at him very seriously and says, "Always, Chief."

I laugh a little at the two of them and lean into Paul on the couch as he puts an arm around me and channel surfs. Looking up at him I ask, "Why did you ask my dad to get me a taser Pauly?"

He smirks a bit and says, "Well Quil knows you and I are back together now, that kind of throws a wrench in the plans to get him to the warehouse. It hit me though that we potentially have a bigger draw."

Arching an eyebrow at him I ask, "What's that?"

He grins at me a little evilly as he replies, "Emily and his unborn kid. Here's what I'm thinking; Leah hasn't spoken to Emily lately, Brady put the brakes on that after he found out about the affair and that Leah had been covering up for her, made her cut basically all ties. Well lately she's been calling and leaving messages for Lee asking about the old apartment that Leah sublets. Basically she's gearing up to leave Sam, my guess is she knows that there's no way she can pass the kid off as his, better to get out before he finds out she's pregnant."

Paul takes a breath and now I'm totally intrigued as he continues, "Well as luck would have it the chick that was subletting it is moving out this weekend, and she and her fiancé are also friends of the club to an extent. Brady is going to have Leah call her tonight and talk about it. She'll probably move in there on Monday. So what you're going to do is next Friday night around 8 you and Leah go over there, you put the Taser on maybe half or ¾ strength you don't want to hurt her, just incapacitate her. There was that story about those cops who tasered a pregnant lady in Seattle and her baby was fine, just don't taser her in the stomach obviously."

I laugh a little at that before asking, "What about an alibi for Leah and I? If the last thing Em remembers is being in her apartment with Leah that kind of fucks us."

He smiles at me and replies, "Damn, I don't know when you developed the mind of a criminal Baby Bell, but I gotta say it's fuckin hot. You're right, that would fuck you. Babe, do you remember Victoria Adams? That redheaded chick from Fork's that you ran off for Quil a couple of months after we broke up?"

I nod and ask, "Yeah, what the fuck does she have to do with anything? How do you even know her?"

Paul rubs my shoulder in a soothing manner as he answers, "I was at the bar that night Bella. I found her in the parking lot crying and drove her home. She had only been looking for Quil that night because she had found out she was pregnant the week before and he had been ignoring her calls. She had actually told him she was pregnant in a voicemail because he wouldn't talk to her. He's her son's father.

She's also the chick that Leah sublets her old apartment to. Her fiancé, Riley, is someone we've done business with a time or two. He's a good guy. Vicky's kid is the spitting image of Quil though; I mean looks JUST like him in miniature but with lighter skin. No mistaking who his father is. She's going to go to the apartment and bring the kid claiming she forgot some toy in the apartment; Emily will get one look at that kid and freak out. What I think is she'll follow Victoria out to the car asking her about Quil. After Victoria drives away you're going to go up behind her and hit her in the neck with the stun gun, I'm going to get you a pair of handcuffs and you blindfold and cuff her in the van and bring her to the warehouse.

Victoria is doing this as a favor to me for introducing her to Riley and for helping her out when she needed it, she has no idea why though just that I asked her to do it and that if she's ever questioned about it all she knows is that she went there because she had forgotten her sons toy in the apartment and that Emily was fine when she and her son drove away."

Okay, it seems like a good plan, a couple of variables that could go wrong but maybe we'd get lucky and Emily would react exactly as Paul and the Pack had predicted. Wait, "What the fuck Paul! Quil has a kid?"

He nods and pulls a picture out of his wallet, "Quil Ateara Adams, 15 months old"

I take the picture and wow…this kid really is the spitting image of Quil just tiny and with much lighter skin, however there is no mistaking that he has Quileute in him. I hand the picture back to Paul and I feel sick to my stomach. I had ran her off telling her she was nothing to him, that he didn't even remember her name and that he had nothing to say to her. Of course those were the things that Quil had told me to say but I had never even questioned him on it. I had just blindly done what he had told me.

Paul pulls me close to him and wraps his arms around me soothing me, "It's okay Bella, she was fine, better off without him really. Her parents took the news really well, they supported her while she was pregnant, I introduced her to Riley when she was about 5 months along. He's been with her ever since."

I take a deep breath and say, "I'm just…wow…I don't know Pauly. I feel awful! I just can't believe that he would do that; he's never even mentioned even the remote possibility that he had a kid! What happens if Emily doesn't react the way you think she will?"

He sighs and says, "We just have to hope she does, if she doesn't we'll still have a few hours to think of something else. At this point though that's the best plan I think."

I nod in agreement and snuggle up against him as he puts a movie on. Halfway through the movie I'm feeling uncomfortable and a little sleepy, stretching I say, "Baby come up with me, I want to get changed, we can watch tv upstairs."

Paul smirks at me as he gets up and says, "You go on up, I'm going to lock up down here. Don't forget to set your alarm; Jake will be pissed if we're late to work tomorrow. I also have to call Sam and tell him to come up and put a lock on your back gate."

I nod and head up the stairs, I go through my bathroom routine washing my face and brushing my teeth before going into my room. Pausing to set the alarm, I take my clothes off and throw them in the hamper before going to my dresser and getting out a pair of lacy boy short panties and a tiny black tank top and laying them out on my bed. I hear Paul's heavy footsteps on the stairs as I pull the top over my head.

I can hear him talking to Sam, "yeah whenever you have time, man. Her dad wants her to move back in with me anyway so she probably will it's just a matter of when at this point anyway."

I hear the door open and I'm bent over sliding the panties up my legs as I hear him say, "Yeah, uh, I gotta go Sam. Talk to you tomorrow okay, bye."

His phone snaps shut and he drops it on my nightstand. I jump as his hands grip my hips and he says in that low gravelly voice, "you look so sexy bent over like that pulling those little black panties up your legs."

I smirk and let them drop from my hands as he whispers, "Good girl, now lets get this tank top off."

He grabs a handful of my hair and uses it to pull me up so that I'm standing straight and leaning against him as he runs his hands over my breasts through the thin cotton of the tank top. I moan as he teases my nipples through the material till they are straining against it, he runs his hands down my stomach till he reaches the hem of the shirt and then pulls it up and over my head.

Paul spins me around to face him and his mouth captures mine. I slide his cut off his shoulders and toss it onto the end of the bed as his tongue slides sensuously over mine and he nips my bottom lip lightly. He breaks the kiss momentarily to take his shirt off and toss it aside as I run my hands over his chest and down his stomach taking in the feel of his muscles.

He moans as I rub my hands all over his body and bite his lip as I kiss him passionately. Dropping my hands down to the waistband of his jeans I work his belt open struggling momentarily with the button I get it undone and let them slide down his powerful legs.

Paul lifts me easily and sets me down on the bed staring at me a moment before moving his cut to the back of the chair by my desk and crawling onto the bed and settling himself between my legs. He gathers my wrists in one of his hands and holds them above my head as he bends down and circles my right nipple with his tongue. I moan as he continually circles my tit while lightly pinching the other.

He sucks on it for a minute softly then gently scrapes his teeth over it as I cry out in mixed pain and pleasure as he moves over to give the other one the same treatment. Paul moves down as he plants kisses down my stomach moving as he lets go of my wrists and his hands move down to stroke lightly over my pussy.

He spreads my legs farther apart as he runs his finger up and down my slit, teasing me as I buck my hips trying to get him to add more pressure. He smirks up at me before bending and placing light kisses on my inner thighs and blowing on my pussy lightly.

I shiver and whimper as I again buck my hips towards him, finally he swipes his tongue slowly between my lips stopping at the top and lightly flicking my clit. I cry out as he slowly circles it and then alternates between slowly stroking it with his tongue and flicking it fast as I moan his name over and over.

Paul keeps going taking long slow licks as he holds my hips down with one arm and puts one finger in my pussy as he licks my clit softly.

"Oh, Paul, fuck baby that feels good don't stop!" I moan out and he adds another finger as he gently sucks my sensitive bundle of nerves, he curls his fingers up as he thrusts them in and out of me and I scream his name out.

He flips me over and I get up on my hands and knees as he lines himself up with my entrance and slowly sinks into me gripping my hips tightly as he groans out, "Fuuuck, Bella. So fucking tight baby, you feel so fucking good Bella."

He fucks me slowly with long thrusts and I grip his dick with my pussy muscles as I pant out, "fuck, Paul, feels so good"

He starts to speed up a little and I feel my orgasm building as he thrusts into me harder while gripping my hips tighter. Quickening his pace he reaches forward and grabs my hair pulling me up sucking on the side of my neck lightly as he pinches my nipples pushing me over the edge as I cry out his name as my pussy clamps down on his dick I hear him groan my name out as he spasms inside of me.

Collapsing onto the bed in a semi comatose state I vaguely feel him get off the bed. A moment later I feel him sliding the panties I had picked out before up my legs, I lift my hips and pull them up over my hips as he lifts me so that I'm sitting up a little and he hands me the tank top. I pull it on over my head and he eases me back onto the pillow. I crack open my eyes as I say, "Baby? What's going on?"

I can hear the laughter in his voice as he says, "I don't think your dad would appreciate coming home in the morning and finding us naked in your bed, I doubt he'll check knowing I'm here but just in case. I'm just grabbing a pair of boxers from your drawer, I left some here yesterday, go to sleep baby I'll be right there."

I let my eyes close but don't let myself pass out until I feel the bed shift and Paul's arms circle my waist as he pulls me flush against him as I drift into sleep.

A/N: This is as good a place as any to stop this chapter. The plan is all coming together, Quil is still an asshole, and Emily is a special kind of stupid! Special thanks to reader/reviewer Noin37 for suggesting a white baby mama for Quil! Hope you all are enjoying the story. Leave some love!