AN: I am super sorry I haven't updated. School has held me back and I was going to make up for it by making five chapters, but my computer crashed and deleted everything. I did all I could to type this one chapter today and I would just like to thank everyone who has stayed with me on my non convenient updates. I would like to make a special shout out to KMN688. That person has been with me since the beginning on my updates, and I love to know that they are still with me and they love my story. It makes my day better. But I would also like to apologize to you too. So please forgive me for everything and please still read my story. It won't be over for a long time.

I do not own Rachel or Paul or any of the characters. I do own Kara, Noah, and Dylan. People who play small parts in the story.

Thank You So Much!

P.S. I don't put the details of lemons on here because I wouldn't put anything on here that would end up being mentioned sometime in my life and my grandma ends up reading it. I'm not like that. Sorry.

I reached over to the tree line slowly and carefully. I pulled down a branch and stepped into the woods.

"Rachel?"

My heart was beating in my chest and I looked to see who it was. I squinted my eyes as I peered into the woods, but the trees were too thick to see anything.

"Who's there?" I asked trembling. I stumbled deeper into the woods, but still didn't see anything. I shifted weights. There was no answer. Getting frustrated, I said, "Well, if you aren't going to tell me anything, I'm going." I turned to leave.

"Wait!" The voice said sadly. I stopped in my tracks and turned back. "Please don't."

"Why?" I asked annoyed, "You aren't telling me who you are, and I'm getting annoyed and cold."

"Because," The voice said, a little closer this time, "I just need to, never mind. You can go."

"What were you going to say?" I asked, still looking to see if I can spot him.

"Nothing," He said, "Nothing important."

"Well now I want to know," I laughed.

"Fine," he sighed, "I just wanted to hear your voice again. There was a thump and suddenly Paul was in front of me. I looked at my feet and then his feet I looked up his legs and realized he was only wearing shorts. I looked at his defined abs and then looked down again, embarrassed that I stared at them for so long.

"Rachel," he said softly. Tears welled in my eyes.

"I-I," I stuttered, "I have to go." I ran out of the woods into the deserted beach. Paul ran after me and grabbed my bruised wrist. I flinched and he let go.

"Sorry!" He said sadly, "I just needed to see you. To see your face."

"My face looks like shit," I said looking at the ocean. The water was a grey color and the waves were huge.

"It's always beautiful," Paul said. My heart skipped a beat.

"You left me alone," I said quietly.

"You know I regret that."

I nodded sadly and turned towards him, still looking down. Paul cupped my face and made me look at him. My long hair blew in my face. He wiped my hair from my face and I looked at him straight in the eyes. My heart stopped and I never felt more attached to Paul before than now.

"Whoa." I whispered. His breath caught and then smiled shyly.

"I love you, Rachel." He said and leaned in to kiss me. He was inches from my face when I pulled away angrily. Shock crossed his face.

"How can you even think that saying I love you makes all the problems go away?" I yelled. "You got pissed for nothing and left me!"

"You told me to leave," he whispered sadly.

"You know I was just pissed!" My head started hurting, the doctor said to not yell or raise my heart rate, but I ignored his orders. "I called, and called, and you didn't do anything! You just left me broken and hurt! You're the reason I left Paul! I hated being here because you were here! I even hated you for that!" Paul was crushed and a tear rolled down his face. My heart ached and I wanted to take back everything I said, but I couldn't.

"I have to tell you," He said quietly, "But you'll leave me again."

"Unfortunately, I can't leave, so you might as well tell me." I smiled.

"Ok then," Paul said and took off his pants.

I started cracking up, "What the hell are you doing!" I asked in between laughing fits.

"Back up," He said sternly. I nodded and backed up really far and continued laughing. Paul can be so stupid. There was a ripping sound and Paul exploded into a giant grey wolf right before my eyes. I looked at the wolf stunned before my blood pressure got too high, and I passed out.

I woke up with a massive headache in a house I didn't recognize. I sat up and saw that I was on a black leather sofa. There was a large TV along with a black leather recliner. I looked around more and saw a balcony overlooking the room I was in and then I saw a kitchen where Paul was sitting at the island. He looked at me eagerly and stood up and walked over to me.

"Here," He said and handed me hot chocolate with chocolate shredded on the whip cream and a candy cane on hanging on the side, soaking in the hot chocolate. I giggled.

"I haven't had your hot chocolate since my mom died," I smiled and sipped it. The rich mixture of chocolate and mint filled my senses.

"It was always your favorite," He smiled and looked at me funny before wiping whip cream off of my face. I blushed and looked down.

"So," Paul said awkwardly, "What do you remember."

"Everything," I whispered. It was true. Paul turned into a wolf. I'm not stupid or anything. After he turned, I knew the legends were real.

"That's my excuse." Paul said after a ridiculously long pause.

"That's why?" I asked a little hurt, "Sam was still around us when he turned."

"How did you know Sa-"

"I'm not stupid," I laughed, "You did the exact thing he did except yours was worse and Sam was still around us."

"I wasn't dumb and risked your life over it." Paul said with a hint of anger.

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"Anger makes you change."

"Oh well it doesn't help that you get angry easily," I laughed jokingly. Paul stared at me with a very serious face.

"I could have killed you if we got in a fight," he said sadly.

"Oh, but I was yelling at you earlier and you didn't change."

"I meant that's what I thought before I knew you were my imprint," Paul whispered. He said it so quietly I didn't know if he even said it.

"I'm your what?" Paul looked at me with sad eyes and didn't say anything for what felt like forever.

"Imprint," Paul said, "You're my soul mate." My heart fluttered in my chest more than it ever has before.

"Well," I said looking down, "How do you know."

"You felt it too, I saw it in your eyes," Paul said, "You've never looked at me that way before."

"So," I said nervously, "That doesn't mean anything. That could be because I haven't seen you in five years."

"Why can't you believe me?" He asked sadly.

"If you prove it, I will believe you," I said stubbornly.

"We all thought Sam and Leah were going to end up together, right?" He asked. I nodded. Sam was a dumbass and dumped Leah.

"He imprinted on Emily, Leah's cousin," Paul said looking me dead set in the eyes, "It broke Leah's heart, but she couldn't ignore it."

"Asshole," I rolled my eyes. Paul looked hurt and turned his head.

"He tried to ignore it, but he couldn't." Paul said still not making eye contact with me.

"Name another," I said.

"Imprinting isn't common Rachel, but Quil and Emily's niece, Claire. She's two."

"She's two?" I raised my eyebrow, "Quil's a pedophile."

"You don't understand Rachel!" Paul said raising his voice and standing up.

"When you imprint, you are what the imprint needs at the current time. All Claire needs is a best friend. Emily wanted love, and that's what she got."

"What do I need?" I asked. He looked at me with his big brown eyes.

"Not love," He said sadly, "You need a friend."

"Oh," I said sadly. I figured he would say that. Paul changed the subject quickly by examining my bruises.

"I should kill him," Paul said angrily. I looked away sadly. That was the worst day of my life.

"It was all because I spent the last semester of school here in Washington." I said slowly, "He proposed to me and I said I was moving back here to get out of it. We still dated, kind of. He asked if I loved him and I didn't answer immediately. Then he got mad and I said I'm sorry, but it didn't work."

Paul's eyes darkened, but he didn't say anything.

"Then he said he would make me love him," My hands started trembling, "He started hitting me and saying this is what a boyfriend that didn't love me would do, and then he raped me over and over again. He said if I don't love him, he'll do that to me every day until I do."

"That's when you called," Paul quietly said and wiped a tear from my face with his thumb. I flinched thinking of the memory of Noah. Paul pulled his hand away quickly.

"You heard that?" I asked eyes wide.

"I was at the house when you left the message. And so was everyone in the pack," Paul said simply.

"Why were you at my house….." My eyes widened even more, "No."

"Sorry," Paul said looking down.

"My baby brother is not a wolf," I said sternly and got up and found the quickest door outside. Too bad it was a balcony and it had no stairs. Paul grabbed me and I turned and sobbed into his chest.

"I just can't take it right now," I cried, "My life was so good and then it was so bad."

"I know what you mean," Paul whispered. I cried and then looked up at him.

"Kiss me." I said eagerly.

"What?"

"I said kiss me. Please."

"I'm sorry," Paul whispered, "I can't." My heart filled with sadness as I started to cry even more.

"You. Said. You. Loved. Me." I said in between sobs. He wiped both tears away carefully with both thumbs and stared at me with his intense brown eyes. He leaned in slowly and kissed my lips softly before pulling away quickly. My heart fluttered, but my soul was unsatisfied.

"Really kiss me Paul," I pleaded, "Kiss me like you were going to the moment you saw me."

Paul looked and me again and kissed me roughly. My heart just about leaped out of my chest as I wrapped my arms around his neck. Every inch of our bodies was touching and his tongue slid along my bottom lip. I gladly let his tongue plunge into my mouth. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he put both of his hands on my ass. He pulled me inside and quickly took me upstairs to his bedroom. He carefully placed me on his bed and took off my shirt. His hands were all over my stomach and my body ached for him. Clothes just came off instantly and I had never loved Paul so much before. I always knew imprinting existed, I just believe it happened to me now.

I woke up with my head on Paul's chest, wrapped around him. I was extremely hot, but it was a good hot, like my own personal heater. It's like Paul's my body heat and I need him to survive. He was running his fingers through my hair slowly and I sighed. I kissed Paul's chest and goose bumps were left where I kissed him.

"What day did you turn?" I asked him.

"The day you broke up with me," Paul replied simply.

"Oh." I reached over Paul to check my phone, I had six voice messages.

"Hey, it's Jake, I just wanted to see if you wanted to hang out tonight."

"Hey, it's Jake again, I was just wondering where you were, Dad and I really wanted to hang out with you tonight."

"Hey it's me, where are you, I'm starting to get worried about you Rachel."

"Rachel, please answer your phone I'm getting really worried."

"Rachel, where are you?"

"Seriously, come home wherever you are, Dad won't be able to stand it if something happened to you again. So call me back, bye."

"Shit." I said and looked at Paul, "I have to go, Jacob's getting really worried."

Paul nodded and I took a shower and got dressed into my clothes, well, what was remaining. "I'll take you to the store so you can buy some new clothes." I nodded and we drove to the nearest store we could find. But first, I called Jacob.

"Rachel?"

"Hey Jake," I said looking at Paul as we looked at possible clothing stores.

"Where have you been?" He asked eagerly.

"Just shopping, sorry I didn't check my phone until now."

"You had me worried sick."

"Geeze Mom," I laughed, "Well do you want to meet up with me at that fancy restaurant in Port Angeles? Wear something nice. I'm really excited."

"Oh ok, I guess I will."

"Is Dad coming too?" I asked hopefully.

"Uh, hold on," There was muffled voices and then Jake was back, "Nope he doesn't feel well, he thinks we should start bonding."

"Alrighty," I said, "That's cool with me, meet you soon." I closed my phone and looked at Paul. "We need to make this fast because I need to get there before Jacob."

Paul dropped me off at Port Angeles and I adjusted my dress. It looked like I was on a date, but I just wanted to look nice. I picked out a black tube dress that was very form fitting. Red silk wrapped around my ribs finishing the piece. It showed off my figure and I loved my new black stilettos with red on the bottom. My hair was down past the middle of my back and super layered, and my part was on my left and I had choppy side bangs, so I curled it so it wouldn't look awful. My makeup covered most of the bruising so hopefully there wouldn't be any tension tonight.

I walked into the restaurant and ordered table for two. I sat down and waited patiently for Jacob. He eventually walked in with a white polo on and black dress pants. He sat down in front of me and smiled.

"You look nice," He said awkwardly.

"You do too," Suddenly, I laughed, "Wow, this is really weird, I feel like I'm on a date with my little brother."

"You think it's weird," He laughed, "The host said I had I fine date, gross. No offense."

I started laughing, "None taken." I ordered my fettuccine alfredo dinner and Jacob ordered spaghetti. The waitress was flirting with Jacob non-stop. I thought it was hilarious, and Jacob thought it was extremely awkward.

"Aw, you are hot," I laughed and Jacob almost spewed his drink.

"So, how was New York?" Jacob asked, completely avoiding the subject of me calling him hot.

"It was amazing Jacob!" I gushed, "I wish you would have come seen me. At night, it is so beautiful outside and you could go anywhere you wanted. It was like you could actually be free there."

"I wish I would've taken up that offer to come see you," He said sadly, "But, I had, things to do."

"You couldn't leave Bella," I said casually, "That's understandable."

"She's on her honeymoon with him right now," Jacob said angrily.

I sighed, "I'm sorry Jakey. But you know this happening to you only leads for something better."

"I know, I just thought she was the one, you know?"

"Ha! Tell me about it," I said pointing to the bruise that was barely showing under my right eye, "But you could even use me as an example, Noah obviously wasn't the one and it lead me back here to be with you, Dad, and Pau-eople." I slipped on accident and sipped my Dr. Pepper, pretending to look at my pasta.

"What did you say?" Jacob asked with a hint of anger in his tone.

"I said I was lead back to you, Dad, and other people." I said simply, hoping he wouldn't see through my lie."

"You were going to say Paul, weren't you?"

"Jacob, you know he's the reason I left, why would I say Paul?" I tried to look hurt the best I could.

"You're lying! I know when you're lying." I looked at him angrily.

"Fine, I ran into Paul at the beach."

"I know." Jacob said smiling.

"You do?" Now I was confused.

"Seth told me that you were about to run into Paul, earlier today." I opened my mouth about to say something and then closed it.

"Oh," I said quietly, "Then he must have told you Paul imprinted on me."

"HE WHAT!" Jacob yelled and stood up. My eyes widened.

"Ok guess not," I whimpered.

"Can you even imagine how sick I am of the entire situation of imprinting, and you out of all people are an imprint!" I started getting angry.

"Jacob Black, sit back down right now!" I whispered angrily. Jake looked around awkwardly and sat back down.

"Fine," He whispered, "But when she gives us back your card, we are leaving immediately!"

The waitress gave me back my card and the receipt that had her number written on it with a heart. Jacob grabbed my bruised wrist and pulled me outside of the restaurant to his car.

"Jake!" I whimpered, "That hurts, that's my bruised wrist."

"This is all that asshole Nolan's fault!" Jake yelled letting go of my wrist.

"Noah," I whimpered I looked at his car that was newly painted blue that used to be painted red, "Is that my Rabbit?"

"Yeah," Jake said, "Dad let me have it. It was a piece of crap."

"Don't diss my baby. I don't like it blue, I miss it red," I said sadly.

"Well, I hated it red," Jacob laughed as we got into the car. We drove in silence and I started to drift asleep when I heard Jake mumble, "Why does it have to be Paul?"

"Hmm?" I asked dazedly.

"Nothing, go back to sleep." I actually listened to my little brother for once and fell back asleep. I heard the car engine stop and something big and muscular pick me up.

"Wow Jake," I slurred, "You really are buff."

Jacob laughed and put me on my bed, taking off my heals. "You have to change the rest of your clothes, I don't want to see that side of my sister."

I sat up and looked into my suit case for a pair of colorful plaid boxers for girls that were too small and showed the edge of my butt, but I was too tired to care. I also threw on a hot pink tank top that was also too small. I ran a brush through my hair and washed my face. My bruises showed big time now that the make-up was gone. Everything was so dark and sickly colored that I brushed my teeth not looking into the mirror because it made me queasy. I walked back across the hall to my bedroom and laid in Rebecca's bed. I almost fell asleep when I heard a door slam followed by yelling.

I bolted out of my bedroom to see Jacob and Paul angrily looking at each other and I had never felt so small before in my life. Minus the fact that I am only five foot one.

Out of all the things that I could have said to stop this or things I could have done to stop it, I only had one word to sum it all up. And one word that could come out of my mouth.

"Shit."

Did you like it? I hope you did. I thought this chapter was really successful and I thought I could show you the great relationship that Jacob and Rachel really had. Please, please, please review. And I hope to update soon! Oh! I also added the title into the story and Paul was wiping away A LOT of Rachel's tears, so I hope you liked that too!