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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 help 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 16-A Bond Not Broken

Paul's Point of View.

The following weeks had gotten...well...liveable at most. When I wasn't working with Sam or trying to train another little wolf (who seemed to be either imprinting or running like mad over the course of the next couple of weeks) with another wolf Andrew coming home to tell Sam that he had looked at a girl in the library.

Andrew at least had told this girl that Sam could explain things better than he could and had dragged her into the room one morning as we were finishing our breakfast.

"There" he said pointing at Sam "Sam can explain about the legends"

"Luna" said Ella to the new girl who she obviously knew from school. "Sit down, and don't freak until the end"

Unable to deal with another imprinting drama that wasn't my own I said my goodbyes to Sam and disappeared taking the long way back to my house.

My relationship with Shay was...small at best...she was utterly adorable, a five year old that was so Rachel it was uncanny. I could blame Rachel for a lot of things but not our daughter.

God, our daughter. That still didn't feel real.

I had taken to spending afternoons over there after Shay had got home from her new school and sometimes for dinner. Billy was either over at Sue's or over with Quill's grandfather. While the conversation was always friendly and the topics were always safe the conversation was still thick at least on the parts of me and Rachel thick with tension.

The previous night I had been round had been the first time that I had stayed longer than dinner. Shay had gone upstairs to clean her teeth before bed and Rachel had asked quietly if I wanted a drink. "If you do" she said quietly "I'm afraid it's only wine"

"That's fine" I said carefully as she moved back inside the house coming back with two glasses of red.

"She's..."I struggled to come up with the words "Amazing?" Rachel asked guessing what I was trying to say. I nodded smiling shyly. I had never been shy but I had to admit whenever I was around Rachel she made me feel like that same stupid kid that had fallen in love and had never fallen out of it.

I had to admit she had done a brilliant job and when I was drunk one night after a dinner and I was lying in my bed I had to admit that she had done a better job alone than I knew in my darkest moments I could have ever have done by being in the picture.

That night carried on like normal. For once me and Rachel were managing a relationship and a conversation as if were estranged parents which I suppose for all intents and purposes we were. I wanted to be more and I wasn't blind to the fact that I knew she wanted more to but there was always and would always be something in the way. Even if we told Shay the truth and yeah I counted myself as part of that conversation there would always be the fact that for five years Shay probably thought I was the deadbeat that had never wanted her when nothing could be further than the truth.

I hadn't even realised that we were curled up outside together until Rachel fell asleep on my shoulder her head heavy, her scent overpowering. The wolf and the man were both congratulating me and suddenly a year and three months' worth of lack of sleep was catching up with me with a vengeance and I was nodding off leaning my head back and letting hers fall into my lap.

It was much later when Billy woke us up half amused, half irritated and smelling strongly like whiskey which I took to be what he and Old Quill were drinking.

At least I thought as Rachel blearily made her way into the house and I said my goodbyes for the night. The fucker hadn't rolled over my foot with his wheelchair.

And then the carefully constricted, carefully constructed walls that I had been removing brick by brick came tumbling down around both mine and Rachel's ankles.

And like so many instances in the past (or so I thought) it was all down to Jacob Black.

I had been late on patrol and therefore unable to make my usual twice a week dinner plans with Rachel. I was irritated by this because for once she had agreed to sit down with me and seriously plan how we were going to tell Shay that I was her father.

I was ready to do this and I knew that it was something I desperately wanted.

More than anything.

I had just showered and I was in the process of finding something microwavable for dinner when there was a knock at the door. Confused I went to open it. While I knew most of the wolves would have gone home for the night it wasn't unusual for one of the younger ones to worry about losing control around their family, then panic and then come to an older wolf to crash on the couch.

What I saw when I opened the door blew my breath away.

It was Shay.

She was wearing pyjama's and boots and was shivering slightly with the wind and she was holding a plastic Harry Potter wand that was pointed at me.

"Hi" I said taking a second to appreciate the cuteness of what was in front of me before the truth sunk in and I realised that my five year old was on my porch in the dead of night, shaking like a leaf and eyeing me distrustfully.

"Jesus" I said opening my door and practically throwing Shay inside. I locked it and bent down to her level. "Is something wrong?" a thought hit me then. "Is it your Momma?"

"No" Shay said in her clear high voice.

"It's you"

"Me?" I blinked.

"You" Shay said clearly.

"Hot chocolate?" I said eyeing her shivers.

"Sure Dad" she said causally.

I froze on the spot. First and foremost the word Dad coming from her mouth made me want to cry with how perfect it sounded. I got a second or too to savour that feeling before my brain registered what she had just said and I turned around to face my daughter something inside me going a little cold when I saw her expression.

This is why Rachel should have been with me. Or why I should have been informed from the start. This moment right here. And there was no way in hell I was gonna lie about it. I didn't have it in me to lie about something like this.

"Yeah" I said not really understanding what I was saying. "I suppose you wanna talk" I eyed the stick of plastic that was her wand. I suppose she could always jab me in the eye with it.

"You can put that down, no dark wizards here I promise" I said and after a seconds hesitation Shay let her arm fall limply to the side and then she was moving past me and into the kitchen taking a seat at the table like she belonged. It made my heart ache.

Oh god this was going to be a long night.

"I suppose the first question is how you know" I asked. I had a feeling that if I tried to treat Shay, at least when it came to this issue like the five year old she was she wouldn't react very well and I would make things worse.

"Uncle Jacob" Shay said folding her hands neatly together. "I overheard him and Momma talking before I went to bed, he says that she and you need to get your act together and tell me that you were my father so he and Grandpa could stop walking around eggshells"

I made a mental note to kill Jacob Black in the most painful way imaginable as soon as this conversation was over. All of the barely talked through plans that Rachel and I had were now shot to shit as were so many things by her brother.

"Milk?" I asked after carefully checking the fridge. I had milk which was a good thing considering and after watching me for a brief second Shay nodded her head. I poured her a small glass and slid it across the table towards her.

"I'm gonna have to ring your Mom" I said finally. Shay stared at me again and it was the most unnerving thing I had ever seen. "Why didn't she tell you about me?"

I blinked. God had she really listened to all of the conversation that the idiot Jacob must have had with his brilliant sister.

"I wasn't...really ready to be a Dad" I said lamely. There was some truth to the matter and I knew it. I didn't want to sit down and tell my kid about the wolves prowling the forest or her father being one of them, I didn't want to scare her. "There was some stuff that you don't understand that happened before you were born and your Mom and me..."

Shay was watching but I could see her eyelids were dropping. Traipsing through the woods in the dead of night might have been very adventures for my Harry Potter loving kid but I could tell that it had tired her out.

"Do you love me?" she asked quietly and for a spilt second I believed something inside of me broke.

"Yes" I said softly speaking the truth.

"Very much"

"Do you love Momma?" she asked quietly again and I swallowed hard as I thought about the answer.

"Yes" I said finally. And this too was the truth. "I love the both of you very much"

Shay stared at me again before taking a large gulp of milk. "Ok" she said finally. "I...i don't know how to have a Dad" she said finally. "I don't know what to do or what to call you or..." she began panicking and I leant across the table to clasp one of her small cold hands in my own.

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to" I said gently and Shay finally nodded.

Well...surely things could only get better from here.

But then again, I had to go and call Rachel.

Next Chapter-Rachel's Point of View.