Hi, so here is another chapter two in one update. This is very short I will warn you but the chapters do develop as they are written and the next one will be longer I promise you that.

I am going back to school so therefore updates might be a bit slower however I can reveal there are only five more chapters in the story before this is finished.

Disclaimer-Nothing is mine just Shay.

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I Would For You

Paul/Rachel Fanfiction-When Rachel Black left La Push nearly four years ago to go to college she was carrying a secret. When she returns to pick up the pieces in the aftermath of her brother's disappearance she has no idea of what fate has in store for her and the effect it has on her life.

Chapter 15-Pictures On The Fridge

Rachel's Point of View

Paul was stood there looking at me with wide eyes and I stared back. Shay was stood between us and it was like we couldn't keep our eyes off each other. I smiled and he smiled back. It wasn't a warm smile not the one I liked to see on his face but it was a start.

"Shay" I said finally breaking the silence that was stretching out endlessly between the two of us. "I'd like you to meet..." I stumbled on the words. How the hell was I supposed to proceed? Was I to call Paul, Shay's father and admit the truth to her while she was standing here looking between the two of us before her then what would happen? I couldn't ask Paul to lie again if I had any hope of salvaging a relationship with him even if it was just to be civil.

"Paul" he said picking up the prompt beautifully. Paul dropped to a crouch holding out a hand for Shay to shake. "I'm a friend of your Mom's" he said and I let out a small sigh of relief. So there would be no more awkward questions on my father's doorstep. Well. That was some kind of a relief.

I swallowed down the bile that was in my throat by opening the door a little bit wider. Shay turned to look at Paul her eyes wide.

"Hello Paul" she said in her clear voice the way I had taught her to speak and I saw Paul's eyes close for the briefest of seconds as he took in his daughter for the first time in nearly six years. "My name is Shay" she took his big hand in her little one and shook it.

"Nice to meet you Shay" Paul said softly his eyes when feasting on his daughter so very brown and warm. "I hear from your Uncle Jacob that you like Harry Potter?"

Shay visibly brightened. "Uh huh" she said nodding her head. "I've watched the first two movies and read the first two books but Momma won't let me skip ahead" she shook her head as if the fact that I wasn't willing to let her skip ahead when it came to books verses movies was something Paul should be concerned about.

Paul mimed looking shocked. "I think you'll find" he said solemnly "That waiting till you finish the second book there'll be a lot of surprises when it comes to the third and forth"

Shay and I blinked in surprise. I swallowed again while Shay eyed Paul with brown eyes framed with lashes. "Ok" she said finally her voice small vibrating against the woodwork. "I guess you can stay"

"Shay" I said warningly but Shay had already disappeared inside. I watched her go before turning to Paul moving so that he couldn't get inside until he looked me in my eyes.

"Are you under control?" I whispered. Paul meet my glance eye to eye. "Yes" he muttered finally. I nodded and then moved my arm to let him into the house. He paused looking at me long and hard and then slid past me, his hands burning my waist.

"I will tell her" I muttered "Just let me choose the time and the place"

"You had six years to do that" Paul muttered and I grabbed his arm keeping him in the hallway. "Don't" I warned finding my fire curling in my belly. "You go in there and tell her you're her father and you break her heart"

"And whose fault was that?" Paul demanded running his hand through his hair. "Rach" he said finally. "I would have come and helped you, I would have been there for you. Why didn't you ring me? Why didn't you let me be there, ok I get I had a temper and I get..." his face twisted suddenly. "I get the fact that I left you in my bed and didn't come back but...i would have been a great Dad"

I nodded swallowing back a combination of both tears and irritation my head was beginning to throb.

"I don't doubt it" I said shrugging "I don't have excuses Paul if I did I'd have given them to you already all I know is that I wanted my baby and that at the time I was hurt so badly I didn't want you. I suppose that makes me a whore or a bitch or whatever you want to say I am, so that you can justify my actions I don't care but the one thing I do care about is our little girl in the next room and if you go in that room and destroy her world then I will personally kick you out of it"

I paused for a second before Paul looked at me a hint of sadness colouring his eyes before it was gone and replaced with that mask of indifference that had dominated him since before he became a werewolf.

"Fine" he said as if it didn't matter either way.

"So.." I said finally the two of us standing there at a stalemate. I swallowed trying not to notice that Paul was watching the track of my throat as the saliva trickled down it.

"I wanna be in her life Rach" he said finally his voice soft. "You don't get to make the decisions all by yourself anymore." I stared at him. I'm not sure what my face was showing but I knew the tone of my voice to be incredulous.

"And you think you can stick around? Keep the temper under control?" I elaborated. "It was all right when it was just you and me and I could survive my face being ripped off but it's different now. I have to tell Shay on my own terms, I don't want you to tell her." I was laying my demands on the counter for all to see and it was up to Paul to decide weather or not to take them.

"Ok" he said finally.

"Paul" said a small voice. It was Shay and I watched as Paul half jumped to attention when he saw her. "Yeah?" he asked gently and Shay passed him a picture she had obviously just drawn. "For you" she said and Paul took it.

"Thank you" he said softly and was touched by the level of tenderness he displayed. Shay nodded and disappeared off again.

"I'm sorry" I said my voice raw but Paul had already stood up and with a flash had pulled me flush to him his mouth on mine hot and hard like it had been the last time. For a second we were connected and I was shot through with such a wave of desire I felt my knees giving out.

But then he was gone and I was left alone standing at the door as Paul went off into the sunset the picture that my daughter, that his daughter drew still clutched in his hand.

Somehow I had a feeling that not all the secrets were out there in the open yet.

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