Hi is another chapter, this is the penultimate chapter of this story and therefore this is the last Rachel's point of view. The next and final chapter will be from Paul's perspective.

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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. Mature Themes, Please Read and Review.

Chapter 19-This Magic Moment

Rachel's Point of View.

The morning after the night before I woke up my head on something hard and hot. It took me a second before I realised that it was Paul that I was curled against all hard muscle and skin and that smell that made me want to fall back to sleep again.

However I woke up sitting up and stretching. The sunlight was streaming in through the window and I leaned back watching the sun hitting my naked belly, my scars red and bright in the sun. I watched the light stream upwards hitting my belly and flank and breasts warming me until I felt sleepy again.

Last night Paul had drove me back to his house and then proceeded to fuck me on the floor of the hall, the living room couch, he had then gotten halfway to the third time before he had ducked onto his knees and then proceeded to give me the best mouth work I had ever had. The finally we had gotten to the bed.

It had been a long time since I had been with him like this. The last time had been slow and we had both been caught up in our secrets at the time and the first time we had been scared kids not knowing what we were doing, just clinging to each other in the darkness.

Now we were adults.

Now we were bathed in the lights or some messy, screwy, cheesy thing that meant that that we were together. In simple terms? Yeah we were, last night had cemented whatever love Paul and I still had for each other. The four times we had made love (and for the first time in my life that was what I was calling it) had been slow and deep and had we had looked each other in the eye whenever we had done so. We had made sure that we were on the same page as clinical as it sounded. It wasn't. It had been romantic for the both of us. Me and Paul, soulmates.

And hell, soulmates. I still hadn't gotten over that.

Paul was still asleep next to me his arm splayed over my hip. I was loathe to waking him so I slipped out from under him. The only piece of clothing that I could find was his shirt and I started to creep down the stairs buttoning it up even though it only fell down to the top of my thigh.

Paul really didn't have much in in terms of food but I did find some eggs and some milk as well as some bacon and set around making omelettes and a pot of coffee. I knew my Dad while disapproving would keep my daughter occupied and therefore both Paul and I could really (although) I was loathed to admit that we needed it, have a much needed conversation.

There was a small movement from upstairs as I whipped the eggs and I turned to see Paul watching me in his boxers a faraway look in his eye. "What?" I asked turning back to the pan.

"Move in with me" he said simply.

I nearly dropped the fork.

"What?" I asked turning to face him. Paul shrugged an indulgent little smile on his face, as if he knew that was going to be my reaction and that he didn't care anyway. "Move in with me" he said again slowly and clearly.

I blinked. "You want me to move in with you?" I asked looking around the kitchen. "You and Shay yeah" Paul replied still smiling. "Look it doesn't have to be here, I don't know what we would do with here but I guess we could rent it out for the little wolves to stay whenever there on a night shift or whatever but I want the three of us living together under one roof...i think we've spent too long apart if I'm being honest"

I stared at him. Just last week we could barely speak to each other whenever the subject of moving forwards was broached. I could see it though it happening. Waking up in the morning to Paul lying next to me and making breakfast with Shay sat at the table. Her going to school and Paul reading her bedtime stories while I came in from work. Jackson and the rest of them traipsing through whenever they wanted. I didn't want that but I could see myself living a life here. It was the opposite to what I had wanted nearly six years ago but then again I wasn't the same person that I had been six years ago either. I had changed and maybe it was time to do something spontaneous again.

Hell the last time I had done something spontaneous it had gotten us in this mess in the first place. There was an entire life stretched out before me and I could either take it or refuse it.

I could jump off the cliff or stay on it.

"Don't think about it" Paul said finally. "I can practically hear you overthinking from here" he shook his head. "I don't wanna rush you but..." he paused ducking his head looking rather shy. It was so painfully young that I couldn't help but fall in love with him a little bit more.

"You are gonna stay right?" he asked finally. "I...you think she'll like it here?" he looked around the house he had been living in alone for so long and swallowed. "I know that this isn't the way you imagined living your life"

I paused considering. "It's not" I said carefully. "But that doesn't mean it couldn't be"

Paul stared at me for a long second. "Ok" he said finally sitting down at the table. "I can take what I can get in spades. Just so long as you keep wearing my clothes"

I snorted dishing up the (thankfully not burnt) food.

"I think" I said passing him a plate that he immediately started to scoff down like it was his last meal. "That we should take wait until Jacob takes Shay over to see Renesmee" I lifted my hand as Paul showed every sign of interrupting. "I know you don't like it but I do...Shay..." I paused trying to find the words. "Well she doesn't have a lot of friends even when we were living in Hawaii and she seems to like Renesmee and if this imprinting thing is true then this girl is gonna be in our lives regardless of whether or not we like it"

Paul looked as if he really wanted to argue with me but thought against it.

"Especially" I said carefully twirling my fork. "Because If we leave it until later we don't have to explain the concept of the walk of shame in front of our daughter and my father"

Paul stared at me for a second and then laughed out loud. He leaned over the table his hand interlocking with mine the fingers entangling. There was a second where we were just looking at each other and then Paul stood up and turned twisting so that he could reach his coffee pot as we carried on having breakfast as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

And for the first time in a long time, I felt utterly and completely normal.

And it was good.

This magic moment indeed.

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