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Paul POV

It had been a week since my daughter was taken from me by Edward and Carrie. I was able to remember everything that happened that night crystal clear. I had run back to the clearing that Edward and I had fought in but the rain had completely washed away his and her scent. I did find Molly's blanket a hundred feet away heading north though. I had searched all the way to Canada before returning back. I hadn't gone back home since Noah asked me to bring Molly home because I just couldn't face the disappointment.

Bella blamed me and hated me for saying the things I did and I'm pretty sure she's pissed at me for the way I treated Micah and Noah, I mean hell I was pissed at myself for taking my anger out on them, all of them. Micah hated me for letting someone take his sister and for being mean to him. Noah was the only one that probably didn't hate my guts. And to top it all off Bella is probably extremely hurt and angry with me for not coming home and talking about this whole mess. I didn't sit with the boys every night this week telling them it would be okay like I know she would have wanted me to.

I couldn't believe how much I had messed everything up in only five short days. Sam is going to be angry that I'm going against his rules and missing out on my patrol. Then again maybe I'm wrong and no one is upset or hurt by my action . . . Fat chance that will happen. I growled and shook my head while crossing the La Push border again. I looked around and was completely shocked when I realized no one was patrolling even though it was midnight. Around this time it should be Sam, Leah and Seth on patrol about to be relieved by Jacob Jarrod and Quil.

Come to think of it after yelling at everyone to shut up and leave me alone two nights ago I hadn't really heard anyone. The last person to say anything to me was Jarrod. Come home Bella and your sons need you, hell we all need you now, Paul you're not the only one that's hurting, Jarrod's angry voice echoed through my head.

I could see my house from here and I stopped and phased deciding to walk the rest of the distance. I looked up towards Micah and Noah's room and saw the light on. I could faintly here someone talking to them and Micah crying. Noah wasn't making much noise leading me to believe he was already asleep. I broke through the trees and heard Jarrod's voice talking to Micah.

" . . . . He doesn't hate you buddy." He tried to sooth my son.

"He does, he hug and talk to Noah he pushed me away. He hawtes me," My heart broke hearing Micah's broken voice cry.

Just as I was about to open the door it was opened for me. I looked up just in time to see Leah's handing connect with my face. I yelped as my cheek started to throb. I looked at her shocked. "You are an asshole," She seethed, but I could see tears in her eyes. She looked at me again for a couple of seconds before wrapping her arms around my waist and hugging me tightly. "You know we will find her, right?"

"I know," I whispered. She pulled away and walked over to Jacob. Everyone was here apart from Bella but I was going to bet she was already in bed.

"Go talk to your son he's been thinking you hate him since you left." Sam ordered not leaving any room for argument.

"Why would he think that?" I shook my head. My voice wasn't as strong as it used to be but nothing I could do about that.

Embry came over and slapped me upside the head. I flinched but didn't do much else to stop him or try and get back at him. "Well you left after hugging Noah and completely ignoring him what is he supposed to think?"

"I . . . I didn't mean to." I choked out realizing how I had hurt my son.

"We know but he has been crying almost every night." Quil said glancing at the stairs as Jarrod came down with Micah in his arms. He placed him on the ground and Micah just stared at me holding onto his favorite teddy bear he named Wallis.

"Micah . . ." I trailed off. He paused before running at me and hitting his tiny fists on my legs. He didn't stop but tears were falling down his face. I was so shocked I didn't do anything to try and stop him from trying to hurt me.

"You huwt my mommy," He screamed looking up at my face.

I knelt down and he took three steps back holding his teddy bear to his chest. "Micah," My voice broke slightly. "I'm sorry, so sorry. I never meant to hurt any of you, but I was upset."

"Me too," He mumbled looking down. It was at that moment I realized how bad I messed up. This entire time I had only been thinking about my own grief that I forgot the Bella lost her daughter also and Micah and Noah lost their baby sister.

"I see that now buddy and I didn't mean to hurt you or mommy or Noah but when a daddy hears that their child is missing or even hurt we go crazy with panic and worry. Please know I am so sorry and I love all you of you guys so much. I won't stop looking for Molly but I will start thinking about you guys instead of only thinking of myself." I rambled out. The rest of the pack and their imprints slowly left one by one until. It was just me and Micah.

He stared at me for a second through narrowed eyes before launching at me in a hug. Tears poured out of my eyes as he buried his head into my neck as he too cried. I kissed his head repeatedly until he pushed against my chest. I kept him in my arms but pulled him back so I could see his face. "I love you, daddy."

"I love you too buddy." I stood up and carried him upstairs into his bedroom. After laying him down in his bed I sat down on the edge. "You want me to read you a story?" Ne nodded rubbing his eyes with a tiny fisted hand. His other arm was wrapped around Wallis tightly. He yawned and snuggled into the covers but pointing behind me to the shelf where Curious George goes to the Zoo sat. I grabbed the book and started reading it to him. Noah was fast asleep cuddling his Buzz Lightyear to his chest. His legs were out of the bed and his PJ's were hiked up his legs. I smiled at the picture perfect moment. I finished the story and kissed Micah's head softly as he had already fallen asleep. I walked over to Noah's bed and lifted his tiny legs up putting them back into his big boy bed they had acquired the morning of their birthdays. I tucked him back in and kissed his head. I started walking to the door gently putting the book back on the shelf.

"Love you daddy," I heard him mumble. I looked back at him only to see he was still asleep. Looks like someone got Bella's sleep talking.

I closed their door and looked at mine and Bella's door. I sighed and scratched my neck. I walked forward slowly and turned the door knob making no noise. I walked to the side of the bed and knelt down beside the night table on Bella's side holding her lamp and clock and the phone. I looked at Bella and my heart broke for the umpteenth time. Her eyes were puffy and red. Her cheeks were red as well with tear streaks. Her hands were fisted into her pillow.

She kept mumbling, "No . . . Paul . . . Edward . . . Molly . . . NO!" over and over. I reached my hand out after a slight hesitation and stroked her hair back. It seemed to have shocked and woken her because in the next second the lamp next to me exploded shattering into a thousand small pieces. I fell back on my butt and stared wide eyed at Bella who was frantically trying to get untangled from the covers.

"Bella?"

"Paul?"

Don't forget to tell me who you would like to see star in a Christmas special one-shot. You have until December 4th to tell me, I need two couples