Yeah, it's been a LONG time! Life gets in the way, especially when you have children to keep you on your toes. My goal is to finish the stories I've started. Hopefully this can make sense with the first few chapters since it has been a while. Thanks to anyone who reads this and please review to let me know your thoughts! I want to make sure it's worth it to finish this story so I would like to know if I have at least a few readers interested in what happens with these two!

Do not own Twilight, this is just one of my many versions :)

I was going at a common pace, while I was fighting with my mind. What the hell was I doing? I huffed. I guess it didn't matter anymore. There was no point in fighting the pull or whatever the hell was pushing me towards this clumsy vampire loving girl.

"You know, Paul, you can go faster. I'm sort of used to...fast pace." Bella sounded like she was reluctant to say the last bit, and to be honest I was kind of pissed to be reminded that she once loved a reeking bloodsucker. My heart constricted, could she love me more? What the fuck was I thinking.

I turned my big fuzzy head the best I could to look up at her, trying to convey the message to hold on tight. She must have gotten it because her grip in my grey fur tightened. If she wanted speed like a vampire well who the fuck was I to deny her that?

I started getting faster and faster until I was pushing myself. I couldn't go as fast as my body would let me, some stupid ass battle in my mind fearing for my Bellas safety. Wait, what the hell, MY Bella? Just a few days ago she was Jakes Bella. I didn't have a right to make that claim but the thought of her belonging to anyone else was absurd, it couldn't exist, I would NOT allow it. Suddenly I knew I would NOT survive without her. Dammit to my choices being taken away. Yeah, I had a right to be fucking bitter.

I heard her gasp and laugh as I was running. It somehow relaxed me, to know she was at least enjoying herself some. It calmed me to the core, if that were even possible. At first I had no idea where to head, but I knew we should at least talk. I still owed her an explanation, even if just for why the hell I was stalking her house. I just had to cling to the hope that she would somehow understand. Being a werewolf was weird as fucking hell, and the imprinting thing was even weirder. I never believed in love at first sight, but I guess Sam and Emily were proof that it did exist.

"PAUL! Watch out!" Bella suddenly screamed.

I must have been too busy thinking as I almost took out a damn tree. Fuck! I jumped last second but Bella went flying across the forest floor. In just a few seconds I was phasing back to my own two legs, pulling up my shorts, and running towards her.

"Fuck Bella, are you okay?!" I yelled panicked. I squatted down to her level to get a good look. It was obvious in just one glance she had scraped her hands and her jeans were ripped at her knees, she had dirt on her face, but overall looked okay.

Knowing that I did this to her, however, was causing an internal battle within myself. I should just leave for good, she would be better off. Dammit! I should have been more careful.

Bella must have noticed and she rested one of her hands on my chest shakily. "I'm okay Paul, calm down." She said softly and a little shakily.

That one little touch did the trick. I nodded, taking in a deep breath letting her slightly cooler touch work its magic. It was amazing, within a few short seconds I wasn't trembling anymore with anger at myself, I was surprisingly calm.

She looked down at her hands then at her knees, removing her hand that I quickly missed. "I'm okay, nothing a few bandaids won't fix." She tried to give me a small grin but still looked dazed. I couldn't help but give a small grin back, it was like a reflex.

"I'm sorry, I guess no more wolf riding for you." I mumbled, standing up and offering a hand down to her for her to take.

She snorted and took my hand. I pulled her up easily. "Are you kidding? That was the most fun I've had since Jake ditched me."

I had to snort back. She had to be fucking kidding me. "Jake was right, you are strange." I reached over and brushed some dirt off of her face. "Come on, were not far from Emily and Sams place, lets see about them bandaids." I nodded towards the way we should take, not willing to risk another distracted run with her on my fuzzy back.

She nodded and started to follow me. We shared a comfortable silence for a few minutes and I enjoyed the small piece. This was nice. I was at ease with her, my whole being getting what it needed, for now, just by being close. But I knew it would not last for long, when did anything peaceful ever fucking last? The whole conversation they needed to have was brewing, all in her first simple question.

"Paul...what is going on between us?" It was a simple question but I still felt some nerves come from within me at it. Any normal person would run far away while laughing at me when I explained what I needed to, and that was what I was afraid of. Of course that was fucking annoying in itself. I was never afraid of anything until this insignificant little girl came along and disrupted my life.

I sighed and rubbed my temples, her heavy footfalls right behind me stumbling a little now and then. I was ready to catch her from crashing into the forest floor again if needed. This girl was a freaking danger to herself. "This is going to sound fucking bizarre, and insane...but just hear me out before you go running for the hills, ok?" I glanced back to meet her gaze, only continuing when she gave me a small nod. "You already know I'm a werewolf, I know, luck me." I rolled my eyes. "As if that weren't weird enough us werewolves can imprint on a girl. It's supposed to be rare...but so is turning into a fucking giant beast so I guess I shouldn't be surprised." I caught a quick glimpse of her. We had both pretty much stopped walking and I just turned around to face her.

"When one of us imprints its like..." I paused trying to think of the best words without sounding like some sort of cheeseball. I was never one for romantics. "The world stops. Nothing else matters, but her. We become whatever they want us to be. Best friend, brother, lover...whatever. Being away from her causes pain." I sighed and stopped waiting for her reaction.

Bella looked a little dumbfounded then realization washed over her. I let out a breath of relief I didn't even know I was holding. Whether she rejected me or not she at least knew.

"So...you imprinted on me?" I nodded to confirm and looked down at the dirt and my bare feet. "How?" She sounded shocked which kind of angered me. I had to make myself realize that this wasn't her fault. Well, it wasn't my fucking fault either but still, I was the damn giant furball in this situation.

I shrugged and glanced back up. "I don't know. It's just something we can do. It's supposed to be finding your soul mate." I had to snort at how cheesy that sounded. "You have some power over me Isabella, power that I don't want you to fucking have but it's there. You have a choice." I was terrified of that choice.

She swallowed then nodded. "I don't know what to say...I mean...I love...well you know." He wince didn't go unnoticed when she almost said that leeches name. I bit back a growl.

"I know. I guess just think about it." I was trying to act nonchalant but knowing she could reject me fucking hurt more than I wanted it to. I nodded towards the way we were headed before. "Lets go get those bandaids."

She nodded and followed me. Silence washed over us again but this time it was more awkward, but I suppose that couldn't of been helped. Within ten minutes the small house was in view. Growls started erupting from my chest at who I saw standing outside waiting for us with a tense look on his face.

Fucking Jacob Black. What the hell did he want?