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Don't own Twilight.

"FUCK!" I screamed and went diving off of the cliff after her. Was she fucking stupid? The way the water was it would kill her. Even we didn't dive off the cliff when it was brewing up a storm. I watched as she hit the water just seconds before I did. I immediately started kicking my legs up to the surface and glanced around frantically for her. She wasn't anywhere my perfect vision could see.

I felt this deep dread inside of me, knowing that this was partially my fault. If I had't exploded on her earlier this week she wouldn't have been standing on the edge of a cliff talking to her ex vampire. Maybe she was crazy. I growled and dived back under the water, kicking my legs and moving my arms as hard as I could as I searched for her. I found her near the rocks, almost unconscious. Just fucking great. I yanked a hold of her and pulled us both to the surface.

She was pale, and wasn't breathing. I looked at her for a brief second in horror. How could she give up so easy?! I knew I wasn't worth it but her father, she was all he had. I shook her. "Bella! Breathe dammit! Don't do this to me!" I screamed, tears springing to my eyes that I chalked up to frustration. I gripped onto her as tight as I could and swam as fast as I could while dragging her with me towards the shore, a sinking feeling filling me more and more the longer she didn't cough or do anything.

Once on the shore I lifted her up and ran completely out of the water. I laid her down on the rocky sand and kneeled down, starting what I hoped was CPR. "Fucking BREATHE!" I screamed. She wasn't allowed to do this to me, to Jake, to Charlie.

What seemed like for fucking ever, she finally started coughing up water. I nearly dropped back in relief but steadied myself. I lifted her head up carefully off of the ground so she wouldn't swallow the damn water she choked up again. She was finally breathing, it was a little ragid, but she wasn't dead. "Can you talk?" I asked, my voice hoarse. I cleared my throat. "What the hell were you thinking?" I said a little harsher but I couldn't yell at her right now - even if I so wanted to.

"Don't know." She choked, her voice sounding like hell.

I sighed, running a hand through my wet hair. "I'm going to carry you to my house." I didn't wait for her to answer and I really wasn't fucking asking anyway. She needed some dry clothes and a trip to the emergency room. I lifted he up gently in my arms and started jogging.

I didn't tell her that we lost the red head again, and I definitely didn't want to tell her that Harry Clearwater had a heart attack and wasn't doing so good. I wasn't trying to be selfish, my first priority was making sure my imprint was okay. Fuck me and all these...feelings. I didn't know if I would ever get used to it, or ever be good enough at it. I kind of felt sorry for Bella being stuck with me. She could try to ignore me but eventually the pull would get too intense, too strong, and she would have to be near me or else she would be useless and empty inside. I saw in Sam's head how he tried to ignore the imprint, it didn't last long. This past week was hell, everything inside of me yelled at me to go to her but I knew she didn't want that - not yet. Not when I nearly exploded in her kitchen.

I slowed down when I saw my house in sight. I was always left alone, which was okay by me. My dad was MIA since I was ten and my mom worked almost non stop. We hardly saw eachother. Probably was a good thing since I spent my days running around as a giant wolf now.

I dumped Bella on the couch and set off in my bedroom to find dry clothes. I made a face as soon as I walked in. I should really do laundry and put some shit away. I shuffled through the clothes on the floor, sniffing a few shirts and finding one that smelled the most clean. I grabbed a pair of pajama pants that were folded on top of a basket then went back to the living room. I tossed the clothes at her. "Put those on. They're probably huge on you but you need to get out of those wet clothes, bathrooms down the hall to your left." I mumbled and flopped down in the chair, rubbing my temples.

I heard her get up slowly and disappear. When she returned minutes later I looked up. She was blushing as she came out in the oversized clothes. I had to smirk, it shouldn't have pleased me so much to see her in my clothes. "Do you think you need to go to the emergency room?"

She shook her head. "My throat is killing me...but I'll be okay. Just exhausted."

I nodded. "Let me phase and tell the others what happened so someone can bring your truck here. I'll get you home." I disappeared outside. As soon as I was just in the trees and out of view I stripped and phased.

As soon as I could hear the thoughts of the others I relayed the events. I could see them all mentally cringe. I need someone to bring her truck here.

I'll do it, then we're all going to the Clearwaters...Paul...Harry didn't make it.

I couldn't help the howl that escaped, piercing the sky. Dammit! I haven't told Bella yet. I'll tell her when I get her home so she can be prepared for Charlie.

I couldn't stand their grief so I quickly phased back and pulled back on my clothes. Well this was one fucked up day. I went back inside and I nearly freaked seeing Bella on the couch with her eyes closed. After seeing her breath rise and fall for a few moments I sighed in relief. She was just asleep. I snorted at myself. I went into my bedroom again to grab a blanket and came back, laying it over her. I sat down on the floor, leaning against the couch, and closed my own eyes until Jacob got here with the truck.

I jumped up startled when someone came into the house, dazed with sleep for a moment until I shook it off. "Oh hey Jacob." I mumbled then yawned.

Jacob looked towards the couch with worry etched on his face. "Are you sure she's okay?"

I nodded. "Yeah, she says shes just exhausted and her throat hurts, which it would with all the salt water she swallowed." I didn't let him know I was still worried about her, how I saw my own life flash before my eyes when I thought she was dead.

I knew I wasn't fooling anyone when I looked back up to him. "She's perfect for you, you know?" I growled lowly in warning, I didn't want to hear this shit right now. "You both have your issues but that's what makes this so perfect. The more I think about it the more I realize I was never the right one. She needs you."

I just shook my head and looked down at her. She looked so peaceful when she was asleep. "Yeah well, if she ever gets over loving that bloodsucker. She was talking to him on that cliff." I shook my head quickly, I wasn't allowed to get angry right now.

"That's why you're perfect for her...you're strong - you can take care of her." I shot him a warning glance to shut the hell up. He held up his hands with a small smile. "Alright alright. Keys are in the truck. Charlie's at the Clearwaters. I'll tell him you're keeping Bella company until he comes home."

I cringed then laughed. "That might make him come home sooner. But alright, I'll be over there soon."

Jacob nodded and went out the door. I went to the couch and gently shook Bella's shoulder. "Bella, lets get you home." I said lowly.

She opened her eyes and took a moment to nod once. I didn't ask, I just lifted her up blanket and all and put her in the truck outside. "I can walk." She mumbled.

As I got in the driver side and started the truck up I glared at her. "Yeah, off of cliffs into stormy water, right to your death." I shot back before I put the truck into reverse and headed into Forks.

She just huffed but didn't say anything. I noticed her shivering and put my arm around her, pulling her to my side. She looked up at me with a tiny scowl and I shrugged. "I'm hot, you're cold." I rubbed her side with my hand to prove my point. She sighed and snuggled closer, defeated. I smirked out the windshield, feeling the most at ease I had been all week.

I parked the truck in front of her house and went to open the door. Good calm mood gone, instantly. Fuck, was anything ever easy? I growled and slammed the door shut as soon as the scent hit me. Bella was looking up at me with wide eyes. "Vampire." I hissed.

She started looking around frantically as I re started the truck up and was ready to get her back to La Push. Half of me was screaming to phase and take care of the fucking vampire, but the half that was screaming and begging me to get her to safety was the one that was winning.

"Wait!" She screamed, slamming her hands on the dash. "That car! I know that car! It's Carlisle's! It's him, stop!"

I slammed on the brakes and looked at her dumbfounded. "After all of the shit they put you through, Isabella? And you want to march in there on the off chance this is NOT a trick to reunite?" My voice was surprisingly calm, but it had an angry edge to it. I could already feel my entire body vibrate. It felt like I would take a step towards her and she would shove me three more back.

She put a hand on my chest. "Paul, look at me. There has to be a reason they're here."

I looked into her chocolate brown eyes and was lost for a moment. This was my reason for existance. I finally got a fucking grip and rolled my eyes, looking ahead of me like the stubborn man I was. "Yeah, to finish what they started." I mumbled. I didn't have to look at her to know the hurt was going through her body, it's like a knife was twisting in my own heart as well. I winced. "Sorry." I turned to catch her gaze again. "Look, if they're back I can't protect you here. This is their territory. You're only safe on the reservation. And whether you fucking like it or not, you are MINE to protect - not a fucking Cullen."

She glared at me and scooted towards the passenger door. "I'm not ANYONES, I am my OWN. Fuck you Paul." The door slammed as she jumped out of it and ran inside.

I gripped a hold of the steering wheel, cursing under my breath and vibrating more and more. I stopped when I heard the steering wheel start to crack. "Well fuck." I grumbled to myself as I climbed out of the car and headed into the woods. I knew no one was phased but the trees calmed me down. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Sam's number.

"Look we got a problem. It looks as if one of the Cullen's is back. No, I don't know who. Bella went inside her house to talk to them or whatever the fuck." It hurt my soul to know it could be Edward that marched back into her life and took her away from me, just when I was starting to come to terms with her being mine. "I'm sticking around here." I growled into the reciever. "No I won't do nothing stupid, fuck off." I hung up and started heading back to the Swan house.

I had no intentions of breaking the treaty, unless someones grubby little hands were on MY Bella.