My computer has a virus and is reallyslow so posting is a pain, I'm still struggling to get back to normal after the loss of my brother, which is making it hard to write. I've broken this one up into two parts simply because I hate that I've kept you all waiting this long.

Chapter 29

Part 1

July 4th

Paul sat his back against a log annoyed as hell. Half of La Push and Forks were down at Second Beach; had been most of the day having one hell of a party. His pack, although not really in the thick of it were down there having a good time too; as they should. The redheaded bitch was long since dead, the two kids that had been previously showing signs of turning had gone back to normal for the most part and all of his friends were perfectly fine. Sam had finally gotten around to asking Emily to marry him. Everything was hunky fucking dory, except for the fact that his imprint hadn't called him all fucking day and that he'd been feeling out of it just as long.

Staring down at the cup in his hands Paul snorted, Old Quil's special shine wasn't doing shit for him but he liked the burn as it went down. Looking up he locked eyes with Jared from across the beach tilted his cup and chugged.

~U~

Angela's heart was about to beat right out of her chest. Paul's dad kept shooting her the side eye then smiling like a loon before wandering back into the kitchen where he was attempting to cook something.

"If you know where he is why don't you just go on down there, I'm sure half of your friends are roaming around the beach too."

Standing from the couch Angela made her way into the kitchen, "I'm sure he's having fun I don't want to-"

"He's not having fun," Paul's dad cut her off with a wave of the spatula. "He's moping all damn afternoon," just then his dad snorted "Love. Never thought I'd see the day that boy would be pouting over a girl, but he has been, damn near all he's done since you've been gone."

Shifting uneasy on her feet Angela moved forward when his dad spit out a curse word when grease popped up from the pan and hit his face. "I could help, I used to cook for the boys."

"Nah," he said waving the spatula again. "Go ahead on down surprise him."

"Actually," Angela said as her face flared bright red, "I thought I would uh surprise him here."

Blake turned around wearing a smile about a mile wide on his face, "that so?"

Angela was going to die, "well I'm only here for a few days because of the holiday and I'm going to have to see my parents before they leave or they'll kill me and I really don't want to go down to the beach and get sucked back into the Forks crowd so I figured maybe I'd just wait here for Paul because no one was at Emily's and I don't really want to impose." Angela finished eyes wide chest heaving.

Blake's eyes were wide but the smile had some how managed to grow making him look ridiculous, "nervous?"

Gripping her hands and shifting on her feet Angela nodded.

"Girl nothing to be nervous about, I'll leave you to it."

Angela's eyes went wide as she lunged toward him, "but, that's not-"

Blake gripped her shoulders as his deep rumbling laughter filled the room, "honey I know my boy, and while you seem as innocent as the snow I know for damn sure he isn't. The second he sees you he's going to pounce and good ole dad doesn't need to be here for that." With that Blake went in for a hug surprising the shit out of Angela and whispered in her ear, "glad you're back even if it's for a few days."

~U~

"You and I both know that's not going to work."

"Fuck off Jared."

Jared smiled and bumped Paul's shoulder, "she still hasn't called?"

Paul jerked the phone from the log snapped it open and shoved it in Jared's face, "nope."

"Dude, you know that you could go see her, you have the money."

Paul just nodded, the wallet in his back pocket full of cash was proof that he had plenty of money to go visit his imprint, "she's probably out with her friends, her roommate is freaking crazy so they are probably at the beach or something."

"You serious?"

"If that's what makes her happy, that's what I want for her Jared."

"That's not what you want for her you and I both know it."

Paul snarled and stood, "I'm heading home."

Throwinghis hands in the air Jared stood too, clapped Paul on the shoulder before shaking his head and walking away.

~U~

Paul was half way back to the house when the shrill ring of the phone nearly jerked him right out of his skin, "Angel?"

"Not likely."

Anger surged up so quickly that Paul didn't even realize it until the phone cracked in his palm, "what do you want old man?"

"Little testy today son?"

"Fuck off."

"Bout to."

"What do you want Blake."

Paul gripped the phone even tighter when his dad's laugh floated across the line, "listen I'm already half way across town going to get food cause the shit I was cooking about burned the house down, not a hundred percent that I turned the damn stove off though, think you could check that out before the dump burns down."

"Got it," Paul all but snarled before snapping his phone shut. Why the fuck his dad continued to try and cook anything on the stove was beyond comprehension. Shit the guy could barely boil water without fucking that up. Jamming the phone into his pocket Paul snarled again in frustration before ripping his shorts off and letting the wolf take over.

~U~

Paul shifted; told Embry to fuck off when he asked him what was up and beat it toward the house. Blocking everything out he ran, he hadn't been spending much time in wolf form the last month and a half, mostly because he'd been working his ass off also because every time he turned wolf the elders gave him the squirrelly eye still unsure about what caused his black out and exactly what happened while in the black.

Coming to the clearing at the back yard the stench of burnt bacon and something else, something familiar but not reached his nostrils, fisting his shorts Paul jogged around to the front door and ripped it open.

~U~

Angela jumped up from the couch when the door banged open; her stomach hit the floor at the sight before her.

"Paul"

Just as she was about to ask why the hell he was walking around naked Paul was on her, one hand wrapped into her hair the other gripping her ass her feet barely skimming the floor.

"If you don't get those legs around me Angel we're going to have a problem."

In an instant her legs were wrapped around his naked waist, she could feel the heat of his erecting rubbing between her legs, the feel of his body swallowing hers up about drover her mad.

He was moving even before she said anything and it made her heart race.

"Yes."

~U~

Angela squealed when her back hit the cool steel of the fridge. "Stove off," Paul grunted as his lips worked across her jaw and down her neck.

Angela could only moan and nod as he ripped the front of her shirt open, buttons scattering across the kitchen floor.

"Missed these," Paul grit out before lowering his head and latching onto her right breast, "got to get you out of these fucking clothes," Paul grunted as he started tugging at the rest of her clothes.

Angela started ripping at her shirt as much as she could with Paul still latched onto her breast, "Paul" she moaned as he bit down lightly and worked his jaw back and forth. "Oh god."

With a jerk Paul backed away from the fridge and unwound her legs from his waist "get it off, all of it. If I touch you they'll be in shreds."

Angela's eyes grew wide as she steadied herself against the fridge. Reaching between her breasts Paul's eyes snapped to her chest and watched still as stone as her shaking fingers flipped the snap.

"You smell different." Paul couldn't stop the words as her scent washed over him, "why?"

Angela stilled in the middle of unbuttoning her pants, "what?"

Paul stepped back and took her in; she was flushed from her head all the way down to her belly, and damn if it wasn't a sight. "Just keep going."

"You sure, since I stink?"

"The fuck you do, I'm about this close to eating you up clothes and all, get the pants off Angel."

Cocking an eyebrow at him Angela started to shimmy out of her pants. It wasn't long before Paul was in front of her jerking them off.

"Why do you wear these tight ass pants, too hard to get off, should wear skirts so I can get right to you."

Angela chuckled above him, her nails sinking into his skin as she used his shoulder to steady herself.

When her pants were free from her ankles Paul chucked them across the room, and nearly made Angela pass out when he buried his nose between her legs, his tongue darted out tasting her.

The speed in which Paul was moving up her body was driving her insane. The slower he went the deeper her nails latched into his shoulders, the teasing something she wanted just then, "Paul please just, oh god, please."

"I'll get there Angel, just gotta taste you make sure you're you."

Angela shuddered when his tongue drew lazy swirls across her abdomen and then slowly traced the underside of her breast.

"Don't have anything Angel, need to get inside of you though, now."

Angela slid her hands up to Paul's face and pulled he stood at full height eyes locked with hers, "I got on the pill."

Paul quirked an eyebrow at her and she blushed. "I knew this would happen when I came home, I needed to be prepared."

"Love you so much," Paul grit as he hauled her up.

The second Angela's body took him in Paul jerked nearly losing it, she was just as tight, just as warm and just as his as he fucking remembered.

"Mine," he snarled before slamming her against the fridge and pounding into her.

~U~

Somehow Angela ended up on Paul's lap with his back pressed against the fridge, her body lying against his limply. Their breaths in sync as they slowly recovered.

"I've missed you Paul."

"You have no idea, Angel."

Angela smiled up at him then looked around the room, somehow everything on the counter was askew, all of the papers and magnets that were hanging on the fridge were scattered on the floor around them and her clothes, "you made a mess of your dad's kitchen."

Paul rumbled out a laugh then clutched her to his chest as he stood, groaning as he moved inside of her, "we'd better head to my room then so we don't mess it up any more."

Angela's jaw dropped as he hardened inside of her, nodding her head dumbly she held on as he walked her down the hall.

~U~

A slight tapping sound pulled Paul out of a deep sleep, looking over his shoulder he noticed Kim standing outside his bedroom window a scowl on her face.

"I know she's in there, we might not be able to see around your big ole head but Jared can tell."

Paul bared his teeth while rolling back over to wrap Angela in his arms, just as his grip tightened Angela laughed, "You know she's not going to quit until I go out there right?"

"I've only had you two hours Angel, I'm not ready to share."

Laughing again she wiggled her bare butt against his still hard erection, "I honestly can't believe you're ready again."

"Always ready for you," he growled as he ground himself into her.

"That's right baby always ready for you," came Jared's reply through the window.

"Fuck off" Paul snarled curling into Angela.

"Dude, you've got about ten minutes before everyone is here, Emily about shit when Sam told her that Angela was back, they all are giving you some time, but they're coming."

~U~

Paul couldn't wipe the smile off of his face, true to Jared's word the pack had shown up at his house some ten minutes later all the girls in tow. The next fifteen minutes had involved a lot of squealing, some crying and nearly an attempted murder on Paul's part. He got that Embry was imprinted on Leah, that their bond was tight as hell these days, didn't mean that the dude had to go hugging his girl.

Thankfully after many comments about how much his house stunk, the party had moved on over to Sam and Emily's where they had been for the last three hours. It was going on midnight but the girls were still carrying on, his imprint was so fucking happy to learn that she was going to be a bridesmaid and she'd actually shed a tear when Emily begged her to be her photographer.

An elbow to the side gained his attention, "you ever think you'll tell her?"

Paul wanted to snarl at Seth, tell him to shut the fuck up but really he'd been thinking damn hard about telling her while she was here. Maybe if he did, maybe if she knew the real story she wouldn't go away. That thought though had guilt clawing at his gut.

"Been thinking about it since the second I saw her this afternoon."

Seth smiled wide holding his hand up for a high five, but frowning when he got nothing. "What?"

Paul looked at Angela who sat on the floor bridal magazines spread out all over, "she might not accept it."

Sam and Jared's low growl across the room pulled a growl from Paul as well, "she might go running Seth who the fuck knows." Paul said holding Jared's stare.

"Well I think you should tell her, she has to be cool about it I mean she's Angela."

Paul laughed while nodding his head.

"Plus I mean I could help you if you wanted, ya know since I'm smaller maybe I won't-"

"You've gotten a hell of a lot bigger Seth, and I appreciate it but my wolf is the only one she'll be running from if I do decide to tell her."

"Running too," Seth chuckled, "she won't run away."

Paul watched Seth as he spoke about his imprint, his eyes were locked on Angela and not in a way that made Paul uneasy, it was more like the way her little brothers looked at her, like she could do just about anything and impress him while doing it.

Seth turned toward Paul just then his knees bumping Paul's, "I know you and Jared are best friends, but I'd really like to help Paul. She means a lot to you, you guys deserve it." With that Seth stood and walked out of the house on his way to his patrol.

~U~

Two hours later Angela and Paul were wrapped up in each other once again in his bed, their sweaty bodies stated for the moment.

"You have fun?"

"I missed them; hanging out with everyone was kind of like coming home."

Paul had the urge to tell her, tell her that it felt that way because it was true, she was home and they were her family. The fear though tugging at his gut both pissed him off and worried the shit out of him. What if she ran and never came back?

Shaking away the thought Paul rolled over and caged Angela in despite her protests, "I can't get enough of you Angel, don't think I'm gonna let you out of my sight for a second.

"You think I want to let you out of mine? You're coming to my parents in the morning." Angela stated no room for argument in her tone.

~U~

Angela felt like the worst kind of brat. She'd been sitting at her parents house for only forty five minutes when the urge to leave started gnawing at her. She'd missed her parents like crazy, her brothers too but looking at Paul as he sat comfortably on her moms couch talking to her dad made her want nothing more to be back in his bed, him hovering over her wearing the same mischievous smile he had this morning. Drawing in a quick breath she nodded at something her mom said but refused to take her eyes off Paul.

"Angela why don't you come out back with me for a moment."

Fighting off the groan Angela hauled herself up from the couch then followed her mom outside.

~U~

"You really are in love with him aren't you?"

Angela's eyebrows went into her hairline as she shut the back sliding door, "what?"

Her mom smiled as she sat on the glider, "you haven't taken your eyes off him, and him you since you've gotten here. I can see the longing between the two of you."

Angela was about to reply when her mom pointed to the spot beside her.

Once seated Angela considered what to say, not that she would lie to her mom about her feelings toward Paul. She just wasn't sure how her mom would take it if she told her she'd rather be alone and in bed with Paul until she left day after tomorrow.

"You're being careful aren't you?"

"Mom!" Angela all but yelled her face going beet red. When she was finally able to meet her mother's gaze she saw a small smile on her lips.

"You've always been so mature Angela, I'm not sure I had to ask that question, but the look on your face." Her mother chuckled and patted her knee, "he is a very handsome boy and so kind. Did you know that he and Seth come over at least once a week and play with the boys for a bit while I make dinner? Busy as he has to be these days, I really appreciate that he comes over and helps me out."

Angela frowned and turned toward his mother, "As busy as he is these days?" Angela watched her moms smile falter for a second before reaching in for a hug, "he'll tell you in his own time honey. I tell you what lets get this lunch out of the way then you're free to go."

After lunch and many promises to visit again before going back to school Angela was sitting as close to Paul as she could get in his truck without sitting right on his lap.

"So," Angela started while fiddling with a hole in the knee of her jeans, "my mom says that you come over at least once a week."

Paul smiled as his hand slipped over hers, "yeah me and Seth head over and toss football with the boys every now and then, they're cool kids, not much younger than Seth, it's fun."

Nodding Angela looked at Paul trying to decide if she wanted to ask him what her mom meant by him being busy when she realized that he had turned off onto an unmarked road she didn't remember being there, "where are we going?"

Paul smiled at her before pulling one of her legs over his own and kept on driving.

~U~

So he'd been listening in on her and her moms conversation when they went outside, sue him. Paul didn't care, every second that he could hear his girl's voice clear and plain as day he was going to take advantage of it. Funny as hell when her mom asked if she was being careful, shocking when her mom all but moved away from the subject without warning her away or lecturing her about the evil's of premarital sex, or some shit like that. Angela's mom was pretty damn cool in his book, if it didn't give him away he'd probably would have went out there and thanked her for giving him the opportunity to tell her just what she meant by him being busy.

As they clunked down the rutted up road Paul kept an eye on Angela watching her face full of confusion, he wanted to tell her but hell, why not show her instead.

As they came to a clearing her eyes grew wide and her hand went to her mouth, "Paul."