Elena stayed by Paul's side for two weeks mending his wounds and caring for him. Carlisle took on the other injured wolves when everyone realized Elena was not leaving her house without Paul awake and okay. No one could blame her though, they were doing the same. Waiting for everyone to be okay with baited breathes. Elena had wrapped all the wounds and did every treatment she could think of to help mend the body and mind of her imprint so now all she do was wait. Two weeks of not eating. Two weeks of not showering. Two weeks of sleeping only about an hour or two a day. She put a spell around the house that warded off anyone from stepping foot into the yard, keeping them from all danger. Two weeks of loneliness and her thoughts. She thought about the kiss they shared the night before the battle. How giggly she felt inside afterwards. How they fell asleep together. How Paul was ready for more when she was. How she was finally ready for more.
Two weeks later Paul finally woke in the middle of the night. Blinking his eyes rapidly trying to focus on the dark world around him, only the moon glowing through the window showed him his surroundings. He saw the beads hanging in the kitchen doorway that gave his whereabouts away. He took a deep breath and smelled his imprint, the roses that were always on her body. He sat up slowly, giving his body a moment to adjust to movement again. He cracked his neck before searching the room for his girl. He knew she was close. Paul finally landed on the chair in the corner to see her sleeping sitting up with her head tilted back. Her hair was knotty and matted. The bags under her eyes looked like bruises. Their was still blood on her pale face from the fight with Jane. She was even in the same clothes as that day. She was a wreck and Paul couldn't blame anyone but himself. He should have stayed by her during the battle but his animal instincts took over. He slowly stood up, leering the blanket that was covering him fall to the floor. He looked down to see his once broken and mangled body was fixed thanks to his imprints doing. She had fixed him, saved him. He took one quiet step after the other before he reached the chair, kneeling in front of it. He gently scooped her up trying not to startle her, which of course he did. Elena woke ready to fight but stopped when she saw the pair of brown eyes in front of her she had so desperately been waiting for. She buried her head into his chest and threw her arms around his neck while he carried her down the hallway.
"We," he started saying but stopped to clear his throat. It burned to talk, like he hadn't talked in ages. He swallowed hard before starting again. "We need to shower," he managed to get out in a croaky whisper. Elena just nodded, knowing she must smell and look a mess. He walked into the bathroom letting Elena click her tongue to turn on the light and the bathtub. Paul was only in boxers as he turned around for Elena to undress. She took off the leggings and her long sleeve before tossing them aside. She pulled out two towels and placed them on the sink before jumping into the shower. She waited as Paul took off his boxers and stepped in with her. Paul wanted to eye up her body, see what has been hiding under the clothes but he doesn't. He keeps his eyes locked on hers. She took a step back letting the water run over her, getting her drenched until the blood on her face was gone and her hair was heavy. She closed her eyes letting the warmth take over her, feeling at peace for the first time since the night before the battle. Paul grabbed the shampoo from the shelf and started working some into her hair, massaging it as she tilted her head back letting the water pelt her face. He was relishing in the moment of feeling her relax from his touch. When the shampoo was fully worked through her hair he started rinsing it all out before leaning over her and getting his own hair wet. Elena took some shampoo and went in on his hair like he had done for her. She watched as he melted into her fingertips.
"How are you feeling?" She asked when he began rinsing the suds from his hair for her. She tried not to let her eyes wonder anywhere below his chest. She knew his bones had healed a week ago, it was his mind that was still mending.
"Better now that I'm cleaning off. I could still smell the lee- the vampires on us," Paul answered as he grabbed the soap along with the washcloth. He rubbed some soap into the fabric before handing it to her, he didn't want to push anything by washing her for her. Even though he definitely wanted to. He wanted to feel all of her.
"I thought the smell would have just disappeared by now. You're in no pain? Not anywhere? Your memories are still intact? Your emotions, feelings, thoughts?" Elena was concerned too much magic just have messed with his mind. She took the cloth and started washing herself, getting rid of any hint of the battle left on her.
"I'm perfect. Thanks to you. I have no pain and yes, my memories are still intact. Especially the one the night before the fight," Paul winked at her feeling bold as he watched the water run down her collarbones. He was almost disappointed her hair was now covering her breasts.
"You scared me, Paul," she whispered while looking at the ceiling. Paul took some soap himself and scrubbed his body, getting rid of any trace of blood that was left on his skin. Although it seemed like Elena had done a good job tending to him while he was unconscious.
"I should have stuck by you during the fight. Also, that fire thing you did with the one vamp was amazing. And that fight with Jane! Total badass!" Paul placed his hands on her biceps with excitement in his fingertips. He might have been almost dead but it was impressive to him even then watching her throw punches with a vampire.
"She had it coming," Elena let out a laugh for the first time since their kiss that night. With him she felt different. Like she was normal, human. Like she hadn't lived for over a century. Like she didn't have powers and done awful things.
"The water is getting cold," Paul whispered when he felt the goosebumps rise on her skin. Elena didn't even notice she was cold because of his warm hands on her body. She nodded before reaching to turn off the faucet while Paul's reached to grab the towels. He handed her one before stepping out and drying himself off while she dried herself off in the tub still. They wrapped their towels around their bodies before both heading into the hallway. Paul used the hallway to steady himself until they reached her bedroom. She walked over to the dresser and grabbed a stack of clothes before holding them out to him.
"Washed and dried. Literally the only thing I did in the two weeks other then sit by you," Elena told him as she turned to her dresser again and opened a drawer to pull a nightgown out. They both turned from each other getting dressed in silence.
"I'll sleep on the couch," Paul announced once he was done before reaching for the doorknob.
"No! I mean, no, please. I insist, sleep in the bed," Elena pulled down the comforter that laid on top of the queen size bed. Paul nodded in agreement, remembering the night of their first kiss and how they shared a big. How he longed to do so again. He missed two weeks with his girl and his body was craving to drink her up. Elena slid into her side of the bed while Paul went to his. They pulled up the covers up and laid on their backs watching the ceiling.
"I missed you," Elena whispered before closing her eyes, ready for some much needed sleep now that her imprint was safely tucked in next to her.
"I missed you," Paul whispered back before leaning over to take her hand, knowing she was safe from all danger with him next to her.
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